Previously, there was an urgent report sent to the Spring Snow Building that there was a Jianghu man who dared to attack the sandbar in the middle of the river at the origin of the crisscrossing tide, trying to cut off the two intersecting tides. Song Li didn't mind that the onlookers couldn't see the tide in the end, but he was surprised by the macheteman's behavior. Now, Liyang, Zhao Gou and the Ministry of War had joined hands to suppress Jianghu secretly, and at the same time to gather the forces of Jianghu from all over the place. They were like fishing in a net. The thousand-year-old tortoises hiding in the deepest part of Jianghu wouldn't be touched, but those fat fish, especially those with nests, only had two paths to take. They could either go to the Ministry of War and file their reports, or wait to face all kinds of unexpected disasters. Now, some of the second and third class sects in Jianghu had been mostly cleaned up, and the next step was to deal with the top 20 behemoths. It was always said that Jianghu was far away, but how far could it be? Now, the hooves of the Liyang Iron Cavalry had already trampled on the northern grassland of the old Beimang! Therefore, when Song Li heard that there was someone who dared to commit crimes in his territory at such a critical juncture, Song Li really wanted to see it with his own eyes. Especially when the spy said that the dragon crossing the river was a young woman, he became even more curious.
A woman in the world who used a machete to cut off the tide?
But the real reason that made Song Li restless was more complicated and deep.
He hoped that the audacious female Grandmaster from the Jianghu would be able to help him find some clues, and then follow the clues to find a certain person. If that person was still alive in this world, then Song Li would kill him no matter what price he had to pay!
In today's Liyang imperial court, after that person's "death", almost everyone felt relieved. The old Beimang officials who had lost their territory because of the defeat felt this way, such as Zhong Shentong and Zhong Tan, who had made a comeback, and the civil and military officials of Nanjiang who followed the true dragon to the north, and even the two "scholars" of Jiangnan and Liao were no exception. This kind of feeling could only be understood, but not described. Even though the officials from Beimang were gathered in the capital, as long as they thought that that person was gone and would not appear in the future, they felt that it was not unbearable for the Liang Party, which was still in its embryonic form, even if it eventually became the general trend.
How could the Central Plains be unfamiliar with the struggle between factions in the imperial court that was always the same? Fighting back and forth, at most, they would be spat at in the imperial court, but they would never be stabbed by someone's knife and bleed a few pounds of blood. From now on, the Beiliang Dao was still the Beiliang Dao, and the Beiliang Dao was still the Beiliang Dao. However, the Dao of the Xu family would stop at the sixth generation of Xu Dao, because the Beiliang Palace had become the most magnificent official residence in the world.
Song Li knew that person was definitely not dead, even if His Majesty personally said that he was dead!
How could the merit of supporting the Emperor, and the official who followed the Emperor compare to the "irreplaceable merit" of killing that person? The key was that this irreplaceable merit would not be so great that it would shock the Emperor, because His Majesty knew, he knew, and a few important officials who were qualified to come into contact with that level knew. Other than that, no one else knew.
Whether or not Song Li, who was destined to be unable to gain merit on the grasslands, could smoothly change the "peace" character to the "conquest" character in ten years depended on this one move! Song Li knew very well that of the four "conquest" generals, other than Wu Zhongxuan who had taken the initiative and kept the title of Southern Conquering General, the Emperor Zhao Zhu, in order to keep the imperial court in check, would definitely have one person from the Liang faction, and one from the Nan Jiang faction. Then, there was only a literal position left. If Zhao Zhu, in order to appease the old officials of Great Peace City of the previous dynasty, gave out another "conquest" character, then where would Song Li be in the future? Would he be cooped up in Guangling Dao as a deputy provincial governor for the rest of his life? Moreover, the position of Jiedushi in the future would only be a nominal position, and its weight would be far inferior to that of the Administrator. Zhao Zhu's new dynasty would definitely not repeat the mistakes of the past and watch as more than twenty Daoist territories reappeared in the world.
Song Li did not act rashly and alert the enemy. He ordered the elite cavalry to not move. He only mobilized a large number of secret spies that he had carefully cultivated according to Beiliang's method of raising water and raising eagles, as well as a dozen or so Jianghu dogs with extraordinary martial cultivation. He was going to cast a long line to catch a big fish for the woman whose identity he did not yet know.
Zhao Gou, who was familiar with all kinds of inside information in Northern Liang, had almost died during the Auspicious Talisman era. Moreover, after the death of Yuan Benxi, the teacher of Half-tongued Emperor, he completely lost control of the spy network in Northern Liang. The successor who took over from Yuan Benxi had always been shrouded in mystery. Even Song Li had no way of knowing the identity of the successor. He only heard that the successor was an old official of the previous dynasty and was almost blindly trusted by the new Emperor Zhao Zhu. Song Li did not dare to pry into it because it was a king's reverse scale. How could he not know Zhao Zhu's nature? The true nature of an emperor! What was the relationship between Zhao Zhu and that person? They were true friends of life and death! Otherwise, how could that person have come to Great Peace City alone? How could he have been surrounded by hundreds of Jianghu experts and more than thirty thousand armored soldiers? How could he have been seriously injured and "died in Wuying Palace"? On the bottom line, Zhao Zhu's tolerance was in line with his identity as a wise ruler. Once he crossed the line, Zhao Zhu's iron fist and cold-bloodedness made even Song Li tremble with fear. Back when he had taken Great Peace City, Zhao Zhu had Jiang Fuding and Lin Ya, two martial grandmasters, charge out with only a dozen or so cavalry. Including the main general, the three military officers were all sent back with their heads!
Even someone as ambitious as Song Li had to admit that Zhao Zhu was the person most suited to be emperor in the world. Even that person was not as good as Zhao Zhu.
Song Li gazed into the distance with complicated thoughts. He saw the line of tide surging over like a snow-white wall. The water splashed and shattered like pearls and jade, and the sound was like thunder.
It was like the disbanded Beiliang Great Snow Dragon Cavalry on the battlefield, and the ten thousand cavalry that had come to Jiangnan in the second year of the Xiangfu years.
It was magnificent and could not be any more magnificent.
The corner of Song Li's mouth rose as he murmured in a small voice, "Let's go."
At this time, among the people watching the tide on the banks of the Guangling River, there was a slender man with a girl with slightly dark skin riding on his neck. She had two long and narrow wooden blades, one large and one small, hanging from her waist.
# # # Extra Chapter 2
(A few days ago, I participated in an activity in Longquan and just returned today. Therefore, the extra update is slightly delayed. In the future, I will try to update regularly around 7 pm. It will be serialized on the WeChat public platform: Fenghuo1985.)
Beside the man stood a young girl with skin even darker than the little girl. She carried a sword box on her back, two swords at her waist, and a long sword at her back. Looking at it this way, the young girl did not look like a swordsman who aspired to reach the peak of the way of the sword, but a girl who wanted to sell swords all over her body.
The little girl with her chin on her father's head rubbed his face and chuckled. "Father, you are much more handsome than yourself."
The man said softly in a helpless tone, "Heartless daughter."
The young girl who carried at least seven or eight swords smiled sweetly.
The little girl pressed her hands on her father's head. "Oh! Surnamed Xu, you are rebelling! See if I don't complain to Second Mother, Third Mother, Fourth Mother, Fifth Mother, Sixth Mother, Eighth Mother, and Ninth Mother. I will say that you are seducing fairies again. Let's see if they believe you or Little Sweet Potato! "
The man sighed and said, "Little Sweet Potato, what do you mean by fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth? Besides, this kind of joke must not be made. When I return home, the first thing I will do is kneel on the washboard for three days and three nights. Won't you feel bad?"
The girl nicknamed Little Sweet Gourd folded her hands and looked at the tide. She sighed and said, "Father, I miss our hometown a little. Brother Short Gourd, Uncle Li Yanchao, Grandpa Yan, and Grandpa Gu all love Little Sweet Gourd the most! Especially Grandpa, they don't want to see you. They only like Little Sweet Potato! "
The man smiled and nodded. He did not dare to refute.
Little Sweet Potato also sighed and said worriedly, "Father, are we not going back to our hometown anymore? Will Little Sweet Potato never see that big lake again?"
Without waiting for the man to answer, the little girl sighed heavily again. "Our family's lake is called Tidehark Lake. After seeing the tide of Guangling River, I will treat it as if I have returned home!"
The man smiled and said gently, "You are so sensible."
Little Sweet Potato lowered her voice and said, "Then can I go to Wu Wu City with Father and not follow Brother Tong and the others home in a hurry?"
The man said unhappily, "Sure. At most, Father will suffer with you. You will be beaten by your mother, and Father will kneel at the side. We will bear the burden together. How about it?"
The little girl weighed the pros and cons, but in the end, she gave up. In any case, she could go out with her father every year. She actually missed her mother a little. As for those Second Mother, Third Mother, Fourth Mother, and so on, she also missed them. It was just that she did not miss her mother as much.
The tide had already passed. The mist that covered the sky and the sun came rushing over. The man did not deliberately block it. The little girl stretched out her hands and made threatening gestures. She was very happy.
The man chuckled and said, "Little Sweet Potato, Father often talks to you about that old man in the sheepskin fur coat. Back then, your father fought side by side with him here. He broke 2600 armor with one sword. Don't forget, that was one sword in one breath! To be honest, in Father's opinion, other than Ancestor Lu, I am afraid no one else can do it. "
Little Sweet Potato asked curiously, "Even Father can't do it?"
The man thought for a moment. "His Qi is enough, but it is very difficult to use it on a sword. It is far from being as free and easy as that old man in the sheepskin fur coat. You didn't see that sword …"
Little Sweet Potato waited quietly.
The man hesitated for a moment and sighed. "That sword, ah. There is only one sword in the world. Unfortunately, we are destined to never see it again. "
The man stretched out a hand and pointed to the river. "Even earlier, that old man was probably as young and handsome as your father. He once crossed the river on a sword. He was more immortal than an immortal."
Little Sweet Potato suddenly gave a thumbs up. "Grandpa Li, you are amazing!"
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