Later Wuxia novels were rampant, giving people a misconception that martial arts masters were omnipotent, that they could stand above all the power in the world. High officials, nobles, dukes, marquises, princes, and even the Emperor, when they saw martial arts masters, they would be very respectful, as if they were deities.
But in fact, martial arts was not something that could be discussed on the stage. Even in the Tang Dynasty, where civil and military were equally valued, what was important was the ability to fight on the battlefield, the ability to command thousands of troops and horses. That was, the ability to command thousands of troops, not the bravery of an ordinary person.
People could practice martial arts to strengthen their body, but they would not place it on a very high pedestal.
In the later Tang Dynasty swordsman novels, people like Kong Kong 'er, the Red Thread Girl, and Nie Yin' niang were described as having reached the pinnacle of martial arts, reaching the legendary realm of swordsman. But their status was still that of a great general, a military governor, or a loyal soldier under the command of a powerful and influential family, or a lackey.
Having an outstanding martial art skill, from ancient times to the present, was not an effective way to advance one's position. However, no matter what kind of skill it was, as long as one had a skill, one would not decline so much that he had to lower himself to be a small workshop attendant. Tin Aino knew he must have some ulterior motive, but she could not tell him her family's secret, and naturally it was not convenient to ask him about other people's secret.
Yang Fan went forward to greet him, he said with a smile, "Why did you come back? Is it because you can't leave me in your heart? Do you know that when you left that day, there was a rumor in the streets that my, Yang Fan's little wife eloped with someone else? During that time, everybody was talking about me, my situation was unspeakably miserable! "
The Tian Ai Nu blushed and said, "I was the one who spread the news. I didn't want anyone to suspect that I was hiding a criminal because I came and went so mysteriously. That way, you wouldn't be implicated by me. You are a big man, what is there to be afraid of? It is your own reputation that will be ruined. "
Yang Fan cupped his fists and said with a smile, "Anu Gaoyi, please accept Yang Fan's bow. Come, come, come, let us sit down and talk! "
Yang Fan threw away the twisted quilt and gestured to Tin Aino, asking her to sit down. Tin Aino did not sit down on the crumpled bedsheets. Instead, he tilted his head to look at Yang Fan's bald head and asked curiously, "How did you become a monk?"
"A monk?"
Yang Fan looked at himself, only then did he realize his identity as a monk. He hurriedly put his palms together and said to Tin Aino solemnly, "As long as Ah Nu agrees to marry me, I will immediately return to secular life."
Tin Aino giggled, then straightened his face and said, "If you don't speak properly, I'm leaving."
Yang Fan forcibly pulled her to sit down on the couch and said, "Forget it, don't pretend. We are already husband and wife, who doesn't know each other. If I don't satisfy your curiosity, it would be strange if you are willing to leave. Sit down, I will tell you."
Tin Aino had a helpless look on her face. In the past, no one dared to smile at her cheekily and glib-tongued. But now, this Yang Fan … … turned out it was because he pretended to be stupid. That was fine. Now that she knew that he was not a crazy bachelor who wanted to get a wife, he was still glib-tongued and took advantage of others … …
Tin Aino pretended not to hear the first half of his crazy words and asked, "Speak!"
Yang Fan didn't know what Tin Aino did, but Yang Fan knew that her position must be standing on the opposite side of the government. Moreover, even the government was clear about his experience of becoming a monk, so there was no need to hide it from her. Therefore, Yang Fan told Tin Aino the reason why he became the head monk of White Horse Temple.
Tin Aino was stunned after listening. After a long time, she exclaimed, "This is really unimaginable. You can only have such a strange situation if you met this monk who is the most unlike a monk in the world."
Yang Fan suddenly thought of something and suddenly said, "That's right, I have a difficult matter. I want to find someone to help, but I don't have a suitable candidate. You came at the right time. Seeing you, I realized that there is really no one more suitable than you to do this matter. "
Tin Aino looked at him vigilantly and asked, "What do you want to do?"
… …
"Mother, you should go back. White Horse Temple is not far. I will come back to see you when I have time. Auntie, Xiao Ning, fellow villagers, you should all go back! "
It was almost dusk. If they didn't leave now, they would be in time for the curfew. They wouldn't be able to return to White Horse Temple in time. At this time, the number of people on the street was getting fewer and fewer.
Yang Fan and Maqiao said goodbye to Ma's mother and Jiang's mother. Before they left, the friendly neighbors all came to see them off. After a whole day, everyone gradually adapted to this matter. Regarding the matter of Maqiao being a "murderer", everyone's reaction was no longer so intense.
After all, even the government officials pretended to be deaf and mute. Why would they care about this?
Just as Yang Fan and Maqiao were about to leave, a masked man suddenly appeared on top of the gate. He was looking at them from high above with his hands clasped behind his back. This person was wearing a yellow round neck shirt, a silk scarf on his head, and a red sandalwood hairpin on it. He did not wear a headscarf, and his face was covered with a pure white silk handkerchief.
The people who were seeing Yang Fan and Maqiao off immediately cried out in alarm. Yang Fan and Maqiao had their backs to the gate. For a moment, they did not know what was going on. When they turned around to look, they could not help but be surprised and happy. The two hurriedly took three steps forward, turned over and kowtowed. Maqiao was pleasantly surprised and called out, "Is this benefactor?"
The man on top of the gate laughed out loud and said in a clear voice, "That day I passed by Nan City and saw that you were a man. After drinking some wine, I conveniently rescued you, but I did not see you out of the city. After I sobered up, I felt quite uneasy. I came here today to inquire about your whereabouts. Since you are safe and sound, I am relieved! "
Yang Fan loudly said, "Hero, that day on the execution ground, you were chivalrous enough to save my family's brother, I am very grateful. To be able to see hero again today, my heart is very happy. The two of us are willing to prepare water and wine to thank benefactor. I ask benefactor to let the two of us fulfill our wish. "
Horse's mother was also surprised and said, "Is the wanderer on top of the gate the hero who saved my son? Aiya! Many thanks, hero! "
Horse's mother quickly went forward and kowtowed to express her thanks. The hero on top of the gate seemed to be unwilling to accept the old woman's kowtow. He slightly moved to the side and avoided the bow. He said, "It is good that you are all safe. I roam the world unhindered, I am free to repay kindness and enmity. I stretched out my hand to save you just to fulfill my wish. There is no need to thank me.
Farewell! "As soon as he finished speaking, the man shook his shoulder and flew away like a big bird. By the time the people rushed out of the gate, the man's figure had already disappeared. The people in the square saw that this extraordinary man was like a dragon whose head and tail could not be seen. In an instant, he had disappeared. They couldn't help but click their tongues in wonder. There was another round of discussion. It was likely that before tomorrow morning, countless new versions of the wanderer's stories would be published.
Yang Fan's action was a remedy for the fact that he had saved Maqiao at the execution ground. It was easy for people to connect the dots and make him a suspect. He didn't know where Miao Shenke was now, but he knew that Qiu Shenji was in Mengjin. The last time he rushed to Mengjin, Qiu Shenji was already prepared. It was obvious that the deaths of Yang Mingsheng and Cai Dongcheng had raised his vigilance.
Although Qiu Shenji's martial arts were very high and he was in the army camp, he might not take an assassin like him seriously. However, Qiu Shenji must have some understanding of everything that had happened in Yang Mingsheng's residence. Of course, Qiu Shenji could send people to find out what had happened in Yang Mingsheng's residence, but he couldn't send people to stay in the Xiuwen Workshop to care about what would happen next.
He might not know that Maqiao had been saved at the execution ground. Even if he knew that there had been a robbery at the execution ground in the city, it might not be related to what had happened in Yang Mingsheng's residence. He might not even know that he had once been on duty in Yang Mingsheng's residence. Even so, it was still a hidden danger. It would be foolproof to let this "righteous man" stand out clearly and let everyone know that such a person existed.
Tin Aino relied on her extraordinary speed to flash past a few streets and alleys. She came to a place where there was no one. She took off her silk scarf and sighed, "Ai! Ever since I got to know this little thief, I've been getting worse and worse. Now I even want to be a swindler! "Tin Aino shook her head and went to the Princess's residence to see her master.
When Tin Aino saw the master in white, she told him about the cause and effect of Yang Fan becoming a monk. The master in white asked curiously, "This person has martial arts?"
Tin Aino said, "Yes! I was curious and specially tested him. This person really does have martial arts. "
"Oh …"
The master in white stroked the strings of the zither and pondered for a while. He then asked, "How is he compared to you?"
Tin Aino shook her head and said, "I only tested that he knows martial arts. I have never seen him fight, let alone compete with him. I really don't know the depth of this person's martial arts."
"Hmm!"
The master in white nodded and no longer cared about this matter.
The young master in white came from a famous family with great power and wealth. As the saying goes, 'the poor study, the rich learn martial arts'. If he was willing to put his heart and soul into practicing martial arts, he would be able to find a famous teacher, or he would be able to find all kinds of precious medicinal herbs that he needed to nourish his body and strengthen his muscles and bones.
But for a master like him, he only needed to say one word and someone ten times better than him would want him to die at midnight. There was no need for him to suffer that kind of hardship. Therefore, although he practiced martial arts since he was young, he only wanted to strengthen his body. His current martial arts was not even one-tenth of Tin Aino's.
He was not good at martial arts and did not care about it.
He thought for a moment and said, "The head of the White Horse Temple, hehe, it seems that Feng Xiaobao, that common man, values this person a lot!"
Tin Aino thought of Yang Fan's strange experience, especially his shiny bald head. She couldn't help but want to laugh. Her mouth twitched and she replied, "Yes!"
The master in white gently took a breath and said, "Pay more attention to this person in the future. Maybe he will be useful! "
Tin Aino was startled and thought, "Master's plan is very important. Once it fails, he will be killed and his family will perish. I have been saved by Master, so I should sacrifice my life for Master. But why do I have to get that guy involved? "Thinking of this, she regretted speaking so bluntly to the master.
However, the White-dressed Master did not know what she was thinking. He took Ah Nu in and watched her grow up. Since she was a child, she had never disobeyed his orders. He did not know that Tian Ai Nu had the thought of protecting Yang Fan because she did not have the heart to drag him into trouble. The White-dressed Master thought that she had remembered it. After giving the order, his mind drifted elsewhere.
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