Infinite cycle of the heavens

"It's my father." Song Shidao said calmly.

"So it's Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Qi Fang cupped his hands.

"Don't dare to do it, it's because of the shadow of my ancestors, my abilities are meager, and I haven't made any achievements yet, but I am satisfied if I don't let my ancestors be ashamed." Song Shidao said modestly.

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The Song Dynasty was engaged in the private salt business. Four cargo ships transported private salt from coastal counties and counties to inland Sichuan via the Yangtze River, handed it over to their partner, Duzunbao, and then distributed it to local salt merchants, earning huge profits.

In the evening, Song Shidao set up a banquet in the ship's cabin, which was simple but grand. Song Lu and his concubine Liu Jing were also present.

Song Lu was about forty years old, with white hair and silver beard, but he didn't look old at all.

In this age of war and chaos, scholars are a very noble existence. As long as they have a little bit of talent and understand some poems and strategies, they can become the guests of various forces.

Song Lu had heard Qi Fang's poems and prose from Song Shidao, not to mention being shocked by heaven and man, but he also valued it very much, so his attitude was very modest and polite.

Liu Jing was about 25 or [-] years old, and she was quite handsome, with a coquettish figure, which gave people a feeling of being smoky and charming. She was definitely not from a good family. Qi Fang guessed that this girl was probably a famous courtesan in a brothel. , being redeemed by Song Lu as a concubine, this kind of thing is really common for the powerful and noble families.

For the nobles, the status of a concubine's room is only higher than that of a maid in the house. In many places, there is even the custom of giving a concubine's room, just like giving money to cattle and sheep.

Qi Fang unleashes the power of his soul, sweeps over Liu Jing, and finds that she has practiced some seductive skills to seduce men, but the skills are still shallow and superficial.

"The eight cds of women who practice Meigong in Jianghu are inseparable from the Yingui sect. Judging from their looks and skills, even if they are from the Yingui sect, they do not belong to the three schools of heaven, earth and human, and at most they are only outer disciples." Qi Qi Don't worry secretly.

After exchanging pleasantries, the wine is over thirty.

Song Lu had some school-testing authenticity: "Mr. Qi has read poetry and books, and he is full of economics. I don't know what to think about the current situation in the world."

Qi Fang raised his eyelids and glanced at him, a little lacking in interest, and said lazily: "The Great Sui Dynasty is already fading away, and will soon be disintegrated. The rest of the forces, except for the four major clans, belong to the Thirteen Rebels. Among them, there are only three that have the most hope of winning the world, namely the Li family in Chang'an, the Wagangzhai in Xingyang and the noble family. The rest are nothing to worry about. That's all."

Song Lu's eyes lit up, and he asked for advice, "I would like to hear the details."

Qi Fang smacked his lips, smirked, and said: "There is nothing to say, Xue Ju, Liang Shidu, Liu Zhouwu, Gao Kaidao, these four people are not in good positions. They are located in the borderlands, and they can't even enter the Central Plains. There is nothing to say. Yes, it’s not worth mentioning. Zhu Can is cruel and ruthless, without the appearance of an emperor. Du Fuwei was born in a reckless family, raised soldiers like bandits, and occupied land as king. It is more than enough to be the king of bandit mountains, but he does not have the talent to unify the Central Plains. Germany. Dou Jiande, Li Zitong, and Shen Faxing are in a good position, but the territory is too small, the foundation is weak, and they are surrounded by enemies, unable to expand. This is the current situation until death. Xiao Xian and Lin Shihong Although the weather is good, but the land Located in the south of the Yangtze River, next to the nobles, as long as the Heavenly Sword comes out, these two will be dead souls. Luoyang Wang Shichong and Wagangzhai Li Mi are the two most likely among all the rebels, but the two of them can only survive One, and only by annexing the other side can he be qualified to win the world. But in my opinion, Wang Shichong has the advantage of land, and Li Mi has the peace of people. When the two fight against each other, it is likely that both sides will suffer, and in the end, the Li clan will gain."

With a few words, he commented on all the heroes in the world.

Song Lu frowned slightly, and said, "According to what Mr. said, the Li family is the most promising one?"

Qi Fang shook his head, and said: "No, no, the situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, who can say for sure about this kind of thing. The key is to see what the noble lord thinks and how to do it."

Song Lu cupped his hands and said, "What do you mean, sir?"

Qi Fang said indifferently: "The lord of the Song Dynasty is a great man with great talents and great achievements, but also because he is located in the extreme south, there are only two roads in front of you. The first is to send troops immediately to wipe out all the major cities south of the Yangtze River in one fell swoop. For power, first fight to occupy half of the country, and then slowly map the north. The second is to choose a rebel army in the north to become an ally to help it expand, and then attack from the north and the south to unify the Central Plains in one fell swoop. The nobles have not sent any troops so far. See It sounds like he made the second choice. From the perspective of the Song Lord, the chosen ally is probably Wagangzhai."

Song Lu glanced at Song Shidao, with three points of doubt and seven points of shock in his eyes.

Song Shidao shook his head slightly, how could he easily reveal such a confidential matter to others.

The Song clan did intend to form an alliance with Wagangzhai, and even negotiated the conditions for the alliance.The best way to form an alliance in this era is marriage. Song Que married Song Yuzhi to Li Mi's only son Li Tianfan, and sent troops to help him seize the world.

In the end, if he wins the championship successfully, Song Yuzhi will be the queen of a country, and the Song Clan can also become the number one gentry in the world.

"only……"

When Qi Fang said this, he suddenly turned around and said: "If you have made a choice, you must be steadfast and fight with all your strength. Fighting opportunities are often fleeting, so it is best to start acting now. If the nobleman wants to wait until the situation is clear before entering the arena , in the end, I’m afraid it will be a waste of money.”

"Mr. Jinyu's kind words, Song will definitely tell my brother." Song Lu cupped his hands and said tentatively. "Mr. has seen people well, and has the talents of the world. I don't know where to go. If you are thirsty for talents, if you are willing to help, sir, I would like to treat you as a guest."

"Thank you Brother Song for your kindness, but it's a pity that Qi Mozhi is not here." Qi Fang shook his head.

"During this chaos, it is the time when our generation is showing its ambitions. The master's ability is comparable to Liuhou Zhuge. If you don't come out and enter the prime minister, wouldn't it be a waste of talent." Song Lu persuaded, with a sincere tone, which made people feel happy Good impression.

This flattering is very comfortable, but he still shook his head, and said leisurely: "Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Immortals in Peach Blossom Temple. Peach Blossom Immortals plant peach trees, and pick peach blossoms in exchange for wine. Sit in front of the flowers, and come to sleep under the flowers when drunk. Half drunk and half awake day after day, the flowers fall and bloom year after year. I hope that I will die of old age, and I will not bow before the chariots and horses. Zhanhuazhi is destined to be a hermit. If you compare the obvious to a hermit, one is on the flat ground and the other is in the sky. If you compare flowers and wine to chariots and horses, there is nothing to do. The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through. I don’t see Wuling Tomb of heroes, no flowers and no wine to hoe and farm... Qi is a little tired, so I will leave first."

Chapter 5 婠婠

"The gate of heaven interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward here. The green mountains on both sides of the bank face each other, and the lonely sails come from the sun."

A few days later, the Song Clan's cargo ship sailed to the area of ​​Jingling, and they all stood on the deck. The river breeze was blowing, and poetry flourished.Suddenly Song Shidao's voice came from behind: "Good poetry, how could Qi Fang have such a good mood today, come to the deck."

Qi Fang turned around and said, "I've been bothering you for a long time, it's time for Qi to leave."

Song Shidao couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly said: "Brother Qi is going to Sichuan, why did he suddenly want to leave, could it be that I didn't take good care of him?"

Qi Fang said: "Brother Song was too worried, but Qi suddenly became interested and planned to visit the ancient land of Jingchu."

"Brother Qi is unrestrained and easy-going, which is really enviable, but it's a pity that Mr. Song has something to do and can't accompany him." Song Shidao sighed lightly, and said: "There are many bandits in the area around Jingling, and there are four major bandits circling Hanzhong. Peaceful. Why don't I have a few subordinates follow me around and serve Brother Qi at his disposal, so as not to disturb Brother Qi's interest by bandits."

Qi Fang said: "Thank you Brother Song for your kindness, some thieves are not in Qi's eyes. Please tell Senior Song Lu, thank you for your care, Qi will leave, we will meet later."

After all, without seeing any movement, the whole person floated out flatly, like a feather, floated with the wind, flew lightly to ten feet away, lightly tapped on the river, and rushed to the opposite bank. The figure quickly became smaller, and disappeared into the mountain forest on the other side in the blink of an eye.

Song Shidao showed astonishment on his face. He had been with Qi Fang for several days, but he didn't realize that the other party possessed peerless magic skills.

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Qi Fang was walking along the avenue, and suddenly found a smoke rising from the northwest, so he immediately raised his lightness kung fu and rushed away.After a while, a dilapidated village appeared in his sight. Outside the village lay dead bodies everywhere, bloodstained. The village was burning with raging flames, and black smoke billowed up. It was obvious that a catastrophe had just been experienced.

"The heroes are divided, and the war is endless. I don't know if anyone survived..." Qi Fang said to himself. In this war-torn era, such afterimages are not uncommon.

Just as he was about to enter the village, a rush of horseshoes came from the west.

A well-equipped cavalry squad with more than 20 vehicles came like a whirlwind and stopped at the entrance of the village.The leader is a tall and stout middle-aged man, wearing black clothes and a red cloak. His face is rough and pitted, but his eyes are as bright as lanterns, exuding a beast-like immediacy. Scary and intimidating allure.

The rest of them were all dressed in black costumes, with superb riding skills and a fierce aura. They were obviously a well-trained and battle-hardened elite force.

"Go to the village and search to see if anyone is still alive." The leading general said loudly.

"Yes."

Everyone got off their horses in unison and walked towards the village.

At this moment, there was a faint sobbing sound from a dilapidated room.

The general in black rode his horse to the front of the house, got off his horse neatly, strode into the courtyard, and saw a woman in white lying on the corpses of a couple sobbing softly.

When the woman heard this person's footsteps, she trembled with fright, and her sobbing stopped.

The general in black swept his eyes across the courtyard, and finally landed on the woman in white, and said loudly: "Miss, don't be afraid, I will dominate the owner of the villa, Fang Zetao. What's your name, but there are other relatives who can join me?"

The woman in white looked up at him timidly, and a voice as sweet as fairy music sounded: "I am a concubine, and I have met Master Fang. Apart from my parents, my family has no relatives in this world."

The tone was resentful and touching, with a hint of self-pity, loneliness and helplessness. Even the hardest-hearted person would not be able to help feeling pity when they heard this voice.

Fang Zetao was originally a general of the Sui Dynasty. He was used to seeing life and death. His heart had long been sharpened like a rock. , with a startled expression on his face, it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he said in a trembling voice: "In this case, the girl will go back to the villa with me first."

Wan Wan lowered her head and gave a low "hmm".