"Yue Fei's daughter?" Song Qingshu suddenly turned around and stared at him, "What's going on?"
Seeing that he had successfully lured him back, Zhang Hongfan immediately became spirited, "Back then, Prime Minister Qin and my uncle were worried that there would be trouble in the future, so they decided to cut the weeds and kill his eldest son, Yue Yun, as well. At that time, Yue Fei's second wife, Madam Li, had given birth to a baby girl. Unfortunately, Madam Li was highly skilled in martial arts and fought her way out of the capital, disappearing without a trace with the baby girl.
"This matter was like a fishbone in my uncle's throat. He was worried that the baby girl would grow up to be a disaster, so he had been looking for her all these years. Until recently, my uncle received news that the baby girl had been adopted by Yue Buqun of Mount Hua and changed her name to Yue Lingshan. Because Yue Fei had a great reputation among the people, and my uncle's identity was sensitive, it was not convenient for him to show himself, so he specifically asked us to do it. "
Zhang Hongfan had no qualms about telling these secrets, mainly because the people in front of him were all from the Jin Kingdom. One must know that Yue Fei was a hero of the Han people, but in the eyes of the Jin people, they wanted nothing more than to get rid of him. Both sides were on the same side, so Zhang Hongfan did not hold back.
After hearing all this, Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. Yue Lingshan was Yue Fei's daughter?
One must know that in his previous life, Song Qingshu had great respect for this daughter of the Yue family. It was said that when Yue Fei and his son died, Yue Yinping was only thirteen years old. When she heard the news of her father and brother's death, she jumped into the well with Yinping in her arms. For thousands of years, many people shed silent tears and sighed.
In his previous life, when he passed by Hangzhou, Song Qingshu had stopped by the well for a long time. Now that he had come to this world and had the opportunity to see Miss Yinping, how could he allow her to be hurt again?
Song Qingshu immediately stood up, but soon revealed a puzzled expression. Although Yue Lingshan's surname was also Yue, everyone in the pugilistic world knew that Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze had a daughter. Could they have lied to the entire pugilistic world?
When he thought about how Yue Buqun and his wife did not have their own child in order to protect Yue Fei's only child, their loyalty was truly admirable.
"No, no!" Song Qingshu suddenly thought of something. He stared at Zhang Hongfan and asked, "You said that when Lord Yue died, his wife, Lady Li, gave birth to a baby girl?"
"Yes … yes." Zhang Hongfan did not understand why he would have such a big reaction. Moreover, why would a Gold Man like him address Yue Fei as Prince Yue?
Song Qingshu stood up and looked at the distant sky. He thought to himself, "No, no, Yue Fei was killed almost twenty years ago, and Yue Lingshan is only sixteen or seventeen years old. Could it be that Yue Buqun deliberately made Yue Lingshan look younger?"
Confused, Song Qingshu suddenly thought of something, "Wait a minute, if Zhang Rou and the others are here to kill Yue Fei's orphan, then aren't the people of Mount Hua in danger now?"
Even though he was suspicious of Yue Lingshan's identity, but Song Qingshu did not dare to take the risk. If Yue Lingshan was really that Miss Yin Ping, and he did not protect her well, then he would regret it for the rest of his life.
"Keep an eye on him!" Song Qingshu instructed the guards and left in a hurry.
"Hey, can you let me go? Marshal, Marshal? "Zhang Hongfan shouted from behind, but Song Qingshu did not have the energy to pay attention to him.
After leaving the prison, Song Qingshu instructed the guards, "I'm going out to do something now. When Miss Mu wakes up, tell her that I will be back in a while. Mu Gaofeng, take good care of her. Also, keep an eye on the madam in the room next to mine. Don't let her leave the courtyard. If she escapes, bring your heads to me. "
The guards' hearts trembled, and they all replied, "Yes!"
"You don't have to follow me!" Song QingShu went to the stable to pick out his mount, then hurriedly left for the city gates without stopping after saying those words.
He found the guards at the city gates and asked in the direction that the people of Mount Hua had left. Song Qingshu galloped all the way.
"Fortunately, the people of Mount Hua didn't leave the city for too long. They are dragging their families, so their speed is definitely not as fast as my horse, White Night. I hope I can catch up with them." Patting his mount, Song Qingshu could not help but think of Shui Sheng. This horse was given to him by her when he was in the Golden Snake Camp. She had helped the spirit back to her hometown, and he did not know how she was doing now.
Galloping like this, Song Qingshu asked passersby along the way. Suddenly, he heard the sound of fighting coming from the bamboo forest in the distance. If it was not for the fact that Song Qingshu's cultivation was high enough, it would have been difficult for him to hear it.
He took a picture of White Night and signaled it to eat grass and rest. Song Qingshu quietly followed the sound.
"My Mount Hua Sect has no enmity with you in the past. Why do you keep forcing us?"
Hearing Yue Buqun's surprised and angry voice, Song Qingshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had finally caught up.
With a tap of his foot, Song Qingshu carried a tall bamboo and hovered in the air, looking at the situation in the bamboo forest.
He saw eighteen people lined up in the bamboo forest. It was Zhang Rou and the others from the inn. They had surrounded the four people of Mount Hua in the center. Just now, it was Yue Buqun who had angrily questioned them.
Hearing Yue Buqun's question, everyone laughed. Zhang Rou said in a clear voice, "I heard that the boy surnamed Lin from the Fu Wei Escort Agency has joined the Mount Hua Sect. I have always admired the Mount Hua Sect's Gentleman Sword, Mister Yue's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the martial world. The 'Bixie Swordplay' is not worth your attention. We are Nameless Jianghu pawns. May I be so bold as to ask Mister Yue to lend us a look? "
The laughter of these fifteen people went on and on. It was obvious that their internal energy was very high. Zhang Rou's voice was still loud and clear, not covered by the noise. It was obvious that this person's internal energy was more than a level higher than the rest.
Song Qingshu frowned. Why was it because of the 'Bixie Swordplay'? But then he understood. Yue Buqun's reputation among the people was very high. Zhang Jun would not dare to kill his descendant in public. It was reasonable to find a reason to cover it up. The 'Bixie Swordplay' was the most suitable reason.
Yue Buqun's clear voice rang out. "You are all famous people in the martial world. How can you be so humble as Nameless Jianghu pawns? I never lie. The 'Bixie Swordplay' of the Lin family is not with us. " When he said these words, he circulated the Purple Cloud Divine Art. Even with the loud laughter of more than a dozen people, nobody could not hear him clearly. He said it in an understated manner, it was no different than when he was talking normally.
Zhang Rou listened and secretly nodded. She had heard that Mount Hua's Purple Sun Divine Art was extraordinary. Today, she saw that it really lived up to its reputation.
At this time, one of his men said in a rough voice, "You said that it is not with you. Where did it go?"
Yue Buqun said, "Why do you ask this question?"
The man said, "The affairs of the world should be managed by the people of the world."
Yue Buqun laughed coldly and did not reply.
The man said loudly, "The one with the surname Yue, are you going to hand it over or not? Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. If you don't hand it over, we can only use force and search it ourselves. "
Yue Lingshan snorted. "Just now, you were beaten to a pulp by that big bearded man in the inn. You even lost your son. Instead of thinking of a way to save him, you came here to find trouble with us. Is this what people call bullying the weak and fearing the strong?"
Ever since he knew that she might be Yue Fei's daughter, Song Qingshu had a good impression of her. Usually, he disliked her for not having a gentle and beautiful personality. But now, he saw that she dared to love and hate. She was actually quite cute.
"You are the Yue family's young miss?" Zhang Rou did not get angry. She looked at her playfully. "Not bad. You are indeed a tiger girl. You have the demeanor of your father."
The people of Mount Hua heard his nondescript description and did not understand. Only Song Qingshu knew that the 'your father' he was talking about was Yue Fei and not Yue Buqun.
"I don't deserve to be called a young miss. I am just a woman from the pugilistic world." Yue Lingshan did not know why he looked at her differently. She could not help but feel a little scared. She subconsciously took a few steps back. Lin Pingzhi took the opportunity to stand in front of her.
"What a woman from the pugilistic world." Zhang Rou smiled noncommittally. "I might as well tell you clearly. Although my son is incompetent, he is clever. I think he will not be in any danger in the short term. However, the Bixie Swordplay is something that can only be found by luck. After we get the swordplay, it will not be too late to save my son."
Lin Pingzhi said angrily, "I already told you, we don't have any Bixie Swordplay!"
Zhang Rou sneered. "That may not be true. We will only know after we search." She waved her hand and the people accompanying her got off their horses and rushed over.
Yue Buqun hurriedly shouted, "Everyone, guard the door!" Just as he finished speaking, a person stepped forward to block Zhang Rou's eight subordinates, including the Li Brothers.
Previously, the inn's terrain was narrow and Yue Buqun was unable to use his martial arts. That was why he was blocked by the Li Brothers. Now that the terrain was open, he waved his sword to guard the door. His strength was great and his swordsmanship was refined. Even one against eight, he was not at a disadvantage.
Ning Zhongze also unsheathed his sword and resisted the attacks of the three people.
Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi were fighting side by side with the three enemies. Zhang Rou was still riding on her horse and did not seem to have any intention of joining in.
Although Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship was high, his internal energy was still insufficient. In addition, the opponents were all using long weapons. His exquisite swordsmanship could not be used. Not long after, his right hand was injured by the enemy and he could only use his left hand to wield his sword.
The enemy had a long spear in his hand and his spear technique was swift and agile. Lin Pingzhi used three stances of the "Pine Welcoming the Guest" to block his attack. Unfortunately, the opponents had too many people. He could not help but lose sight of them. His right shoulder was hit.
Yue Lingshan hurriedly thrust her sword twice and forced the enemy to take a step back. She called out, "Little Lin, quickly go and bandage your wound." Lin Pingzhi said, "It's alright!" After thrusting his sword, he staggered.
The enemy let out a long laugh and swung his spear horizontally. With a slap, the spear hit Yue Lingshan's waist. Yue Lingshan let go of the sword in her right hand and squatted down in pain.
Song Qingshu frowned. Just as he was about to make his move, he suddenly noticed that on the top of the bamboo forest, there was a graceful woman standing there. Although her face was covered by a light veil and her face could not be seen clearly, her feet were light and her fine black hair fluttered in the wind. There was no doubt that under the veil was an exceptional beauty.
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