The Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness of Crossing

"Angelica three cents, Anemarrhena ten cents and five cents, kudzu root four cents, Angelica dahurica ten cents and five cents, asarum five cents, aurantium aurantium ten cents and five cents, licorice one cent and two cents." Pack the medicinal materials quickly.

"This prescription for expelling wind and heat is very accurate, show me." An old Khitan man checked the cabinet of the medicine store, heard the clerk yelling, grabbed the prescription, and was full of praise.

Ding Zhaohui took the medicine bag and said casually: "If you think it's good, you can keep it. Maybe I can help others next time."

Checking the cabinet was taken aback for a moment, and quickly gave a thumbs up to praise: "You Han, you have a good conscience!"

After his boast, Ding Zhaohui was not at ease: "It is human nature to be kind to neighbors, why did the old man say that?"

Checking the cabinet folded up the medicine note, and carefully put it into a volume, Fang said: "Little brother, you don't know something. Although the Han people are very skilled in medicine, they never easily diagnose diseases for us Khitan people. The prescriptions used in the middle It's all hidden, it's really annoying."

Without waiting for Ding Zhaohui to speak, the man who was just grabbing the medicine said coolly: "The Han Lang who gave the King of the South two years ago moved their heads one by one. It's all like this, but you talk about it, who would dare to give it to you Khitan people? Look at the sick..."

The old man in the cabinet blushed, raised the medicine mallet, and tapped the clerk on the head: "You kid is good at talking! Hurry up and work for me!"

Ding Zhaohui thought about it, and asked tentatively: "Old man, do you have snow lotus for sale here?"

"Of course there are snow lotuses." Chagui nodded, looking quite proud, "You found the right place! Not to mention Xijin Mansion, the entire Nanjing Road is also the most complete store in our shop!" Chagui rubbed his fingers, counting treasures He said, "Here, there are jellyfish snow lotus, cotton head snow lotus, oak leaf snow lotus; and rat song snow lotus. Which one do you want? I will give you a preferential price."

Ding Zhaohui pondered for a while: "Is there a three-fingered snow lotus?"

"This..." Cha Gui's face changed several times, and he said angrily, "This is really not there."

Sure enough... Ding Zhaohui smiled wryly: "It's okay, I'll just ask." Then, he picked up the medicine bag and started to leave.

"Hey! Little brother stay a step." Cha Kui hooked his fingers, smiled mysteriously and motioned for the two heroes to turn around.

Ding Zhaohui was astonished and went back inside again, bowed his hands and asked, "What advice does the old man have?"

Checking the cabinet looked him up and down, and asked: "This little brother, has he ever been married?"

The black lines on the foreheads of the two heroes were reborn, and they answered patiently: "Xiao Ke is not married yet."

Checking the cabinet's eyes brightened, and he said with great interest: "In the past few days, Princess Ruzhen of Nanwang's Mansion is building a shed and stage in the city, competing in martial arts to recruit relatives! Little brother, I see that your breath is even and your eyes are sharp. Kung Fu must not be weak. Why don't you go and try your skills?"

When Ding Zhaohui heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "The princess is a golden branch and a jade leaf. We are just a prodigal son who lives all over the world. I really dare not climb high."

"I see you Han people! You only know how to pay attention to red tape all day long." Cha Kui waved his hands and said displeasedly, "Khitan children don't care about these things. Since a martial arts contest is set to recruit relatives, the county horse will win in the end. The rest, Not at all."

"The kindness of the old man, Xiao Ke appreciates it." Ding Zhaohui clasped his fists and said, "It's just that I have something important to do, so I can't go there."

"I'm afraid that the important matter that the little brother said has something to do with the Three-Fingered Snow Lotus?" Cha Kuang asked suddenly.

The two heroes were slightly stunned, and the young man who was pounding the medicine couldn't help but interjected: "Master, what you said just now has a big detour. Listening to the apprentice, I can hardly turn my head back."

Zha Kuo stared at him, picked up the medicine mallet, and made a gesture to hit him: "You still know that I am your master for the next offense?"

The little fellow jumped to the side with his head in his arms, squinted at the two heroes, and said loudly, "Why don't you explain it more clearly? Three-fingered snow lotus is found in the Nanwang Mansion!"

Ding Zhaohui was overwhelmed with joy and surprise, and said: "Is this really true?!"

The boy stuck out his tongue naughtily: "It's more real than real gold!"

"Old man!" Ding Zhaohui turned his head and asked anxiously, "How do you get to the Nanwang Mansion?"

"No way! No way!" Checking the cabinet shook his hands, "The gates of Nanwang's mansion are strictly controlled, so it's impossible to break into it at will. The three-fingered snow lotus is a tribute from Nianbage, the emperor, and Nanwang was rewarded by the Queen Mother for his meritorious service in suppressing the rebellion. It’s so honorable, I’m afraid it’s heavier than eyeballs.”

"Then..." Shuangxia raised his eyebrows, "What you mean is..."

"Right now, isn't it a golden opportunity!" Cha Kuang further explained, "Southern King Yeluren has five sons and one daughter, Princess Ruzhen has been treated like a jewel since she was a child, and the three-fingered snow lotus is in her arms." In the dowry. Besides, our princess is knowledgeable in books and etiquette, and she is also bright and charming. To be able to marry her as a wife is really a blessing that cannot be cultivated in eight lifetimes."

The two heroes thanked each other and left, carrying the medicine bag with a lot of worries along the way, and unknowingly came to the Nanwang Mansion in the middle of the city.

Looking at it from afar, there is a seven-foot-high platform facing the street, covered with red and colorful, very impressive.There is also a gold couplet engraved on the left and right columns.The letter: "Open a ten-zhang arena to ask where the heroes of the world are waiting for a generation of heroes to match Ruzhen Princess Wushuang."

The audience surrounded the young Haojun who was carrying a knife and sword, discussing something loudly.In terms of color, Liao people are the majority, followed by Han people and Xixia people; occasionally there are people from Tubo and Goryeo.

The two heroes approached a little closer, and it turned out that everyone was talking about the detailed rules of the martial arts competition.Some people were not convinced and asked: "It's all about banning poison, but since ancient times, soldiers have never tire of cheating, so why put hidden weapons in the list of bans?"

In front of the table, sat a middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes, and replied with a sneer on his face: "The Nanwang Mansion is recruiting county horses, not thieves. It's better for those who are in the camp to get away."

"Who are you? How dare you hurt people!" Someone in the crowd said indignantly.

The man "Hulala" lifted the folding fan and shook it lightly, his arrogance was beyond words: "Whoever among you can become a county horse will naturally know who I am in the future." He raised his hand behind him, commanding in a deep voice said, "Get my bow!"

The guards had been prepared for a long time, and in an instant, two people brought a large box of lacquer flowers to the case.The man in Chinese clothes flicked his fingers lightly, and the red silk on the box fell in response to the momentum, and a black and shiny iron bow appeared in front of everyone.

"This bow can't be opened without the physical strength of two hundred catties?"

"I don't know if it's a martial arts competition or a competition of strength..."

A group of people were whispering, and some of them showed their timidity and had already hurriedly left the stage quietly.

The man in Chinese clothes looked around at the reserve team of county horses in front of him, and said triumphantly: "You are all practitioners, so I don't need to say more. If you feel that you can open this [-]-jin iron bow, you can leave it to those who can still have the head. Come down." Shaking the folding fan, he said again, "Did you see the colorful flags on the stage? There are [-] flags in total, four groups of red, white, blue, and blue. Each face is numbered. Shoot them down with white feather arrows. After a few days, you can come here to compete in martial arts and recruit relatives."

"It's clearly a trick!"

"Is he planning to let the princess die of old age in her boudoir..."

Everyone was in an uproar.One must know that this strong bow must be used with heavy arrows, the white-feathered arrows are light and light, and are usually only used for practice.The bow and arrow are no longer suitable, and it is unimaginable that it is difficult to shoot the flag waving in the wind dozens of feet away.

In an instant, more than half of the people dispersed.There were only twenty people left in the arena.

The so-called truth comes out, and after a while, if the audience is thin, it is all evildoers.In the past, there were many people, and there were quite a few people in strange clothes. They crowded together, but no one was more eye-catching than the other.Now that it was empty, one of the fat men dressed as monks and the other thin man in Taoist robes looked particularly abrupt.

"Princess Ruzhen has a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, why are these two monks and Taoist priests here to join in the fun?" someone asked curiously.

"Hey! What about you, Niubi! And that bald donkey next to you!" A well-built Khitan warrior pointed at the two of them rudely and asked, "Did you go the wrong way? Nanwang Mansion is not your place of order." , A place for alms!"

The Taoist priest was actually calm, turned his face away with a soft snort, and refused to pay any attention to the crowd.

Everyone turned their gazes to the monk in unison again, the fat man was far less calm than the thin man, touched his bald head, and said embarrassingly: "What do you see?! Why did you come here, and why did you come here!" "

A group of people couldn't stop laughing.

The man in Chinese clothes put away his folding fan, turned around and slammed on the desk, frowned and said: "I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate for a Taoist priest to run for the county horse?"

The skinny Taoist responded unhurriedly: "It is clearly written on the recruitment poster: All adult men who have never married can apply, and there is no saying that monks and Taoists cannot join. Besides, the poor Taoist practice is the mysterious, supreme and true way, for The hidden sect of Taoism doesn’t have any prohibition on marriage.”

The man in the fine clothes frowned more and more, and turned to the monk and asked, "What about you, master? What kind of Buddha are you? Are you obsessed with reciting the rules and precepts?"

The fat monk clasped his hands together and replied: "The little monk originally took refuge in the Huayan Sect Great Buddha Temple, under the seat of Master Huitong in the Yuanming Hall. However, all living beings are in the sea, and their origins and extinctions. A few months ago, when Princess Ruzhen went to the Great Buddha Temple to offer incense, the little monk was lucky Seeing her beauty. After much thought, the little monk made a difficult decision: to move out of the family and return to vulgar life, and continue the mortal relationship."

There was a silence in the arena, followed by gasps one after another.

Someone murmured in a low voice: "I have heard for a long time that the discipline of the Great Buddha Temple is strict, how could there be such an obscene monk..."

"You..." The man in Chinese clothes was at a loss for words when the two monks and Taoists replied, and he threw away the fan with a "serge", blowing it up angrily, "Every one is more wonderful than the other!" He turned his head and called back, " Servant!"

"The humble job is here." One person bowed and stepped forward.

The man in Chinese clothes lowered his voice and asked, "That monk, what did he say his master's name was Tong? Zhongtong or Yuantong?"

"My lord, it's Huitong."

"Yes! That's him!" The man in the Chinese suit gritted his teeth and ordered: "Take two people to the Great Buddha Temple later, and tie up that old bald donkey for me, and ask him how he teaches his disciples on weekdays!"

After saying that, he looked at the crowd and said, "Each person is limited to shoot three arrows, which one will come first?"

"Me!" The general, the Khitan warrior, stepped forward, raised his iron bow, but only took one white-feathered arrow, and said boldly, "One is enough!"

The flag was so high that he knelt down on one knee, drew his bow and set his arrow, aimed slowly, and shouted: "Here!" A red flag fell in response.

"Good!" Everyone clapped their hands in admiration.

Immediately afterwards, Qunhao came on stage one by one.Some hit the first shot, and they were overjoyed; some missed the third shot, and could only sigh regretfully.It is worth noting that the two monks and Taoists have extraordinary archery skills, and they both put the colorful flags in their respective pockets.

About half an hour later, the colorful flags have been shot down one after another, leaving only a blue side, which has not yet fallen into the hands of the people.

The man in the fancy dress lingered over the crowd, and finally settled on the pair of heroes.The clansmen are known for their roughness and bravery, it is really rare to see such a handsome and unruly person in front of them.Thinking of this, I couldn't help but tone a bit gentle: "You have been on the sidelines for a long time, and there is still the last flag left, do you want to give it a try?"

In Ding Zhaohui's heart, he has been tangled and weighed since he came out of the medicine shop, and until now, there is no result.Suddenly being questioned, he was speechless for a while.

The Khitan warrior who won the first lottery saw that the two heroes were hesitant, and only thought that his skills were not good enough, so he laughed at him and said, "A martial arts competition is not a competition to recruit relatives, brother, you must have misjudged it!"

Ding Zhaohui didn't respond, took a deep breath and walked to the front of the case, holding an iron bow in one hand, and holding three white feather arrows in the other hand, fully wound, as if all three arrows were fired at once.

Everyone knew that they had met an expert, they all looked at him with bated breath.

What a pair of heroes, they shot out the arrow with their hands in hand, and the end was a chic and neat one.The three white-feathered arrows were neatly nailed into the rod, and all the heroes present were dumbfounded in shock.

The man in Chinese clothes smiled deep into his eyes, handed over the colorful flag himself and said, "Number [-] of Lanzu, see you and me here in three days."