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Chapter 1091 Chapter [-]

The sky is bright.

Dew wets the streets in the morning.

In the Tongwenxuan Inn in the northeast of Ankang, the voices of scholars reading aloud after waking up in the morning have already started.A girl performing arts named Wang Xiuniang moved her body in the courtyard, waiting for Lu Wenke to appear and greet him.After Ning Ji finished washing, he skipped across the yard and ran towards the outside of the inn.

"Hey, Brother Long."

"Wang Xiuxiu."

Ning Ji waved his hand as he said good morning, and walked through the porch under the courtyard to the front hall.

Jogging all the way out of the inn, moving his head, neck and limbs, his body began to heat up in the long breath, he ran along the early morning street towards the west of the city.

Due to his current status as a doctor, it is not suitable for him to practice boxing and knives in front of others to exercise his body. Fortunately, after going through the battlefield experience, his progress and understanding of martial arts have far surpassed those of his peers, and he does not need to do much mechanical work. Traditional routine practice, complex moves can also be disassembled at will.Keeping the body active and sharp every day is enough to maintain one's own combat power, so running in the morning can be regarded as a more useful activity.

It is said that when my father was in Jiangning, he would run back and forth along the Qinhuai River every morning.Grandpa Qin's residence back then was on the road where his father was running, so the two sides got acquainted, and later went to Beijing and did a great job.It was only after Grandpa Qin was killed that his father took action against the emperor of the Wu Dynasty.

Thinking about it this way, running is also an exciting thing.

Ning Ji's running seems easy and casual, but the actual speed is extremely fast.In a blink of an eye, I pass by the vendors and pedestrians who don’t come out much in the early morning, pass through the doorways of shops that are only lit, and pass through the morning market... Even if there are pedestrians gathering in some places and debris piled up No one or object collided with this seemingly random teenager.

One night passed, and the fishy smell on the streets of Ankang in the early morning was much less, but when we ran to the west of the city, we could already see yawning soldiers gathered in some streets. The traces of last night's chaos were here. Not completely dissipated yet.

There are also pedestrians on the street who gather occasionally to inquire about the progress of last night's events, and some are naturally afraid of the army and pass by with their heads bowed.But the army on the road did not have much intersection with the residents.While Ning Ji was running, he could occasionally see traces of last night's fight. According to last night's observation, the bandits set fire to several buildings during the fight, and there were also signs of gunpowder explosion. Observing from a distance at this time, the burned ruins of the room It still exists, but the state of the gunpowder explosion can no longer be detected clearly.

In fact, last night, Ning Ji sneaked out from Tong Wenxuan to join in the fun.It's just that he was mainly following the group of assassins at that time, and the east and west cities were too far apart. When he sneaked here in night clothes, the surviving assassins had already escaped the first group of roundups.

At that time, a group of high-spirited people from the rivers and lakes opened up the arrest and looked for suspicious traces everywhere, which made Ning Ji fail to pick up any bargains that slipped through the net in the end.After observing the initial fighting scene and confirming that the group of assassins were clumsy and disorderly, he still left with the principle of safety first.

The espionage principles of the Huaxia Army do not encourage assassination—not completely, but the assassination of important targets must have a reliable plan, and try to dispatch personnel who have received special operations training.Even if there are stunned youths in the Jianghu who want to do such things out of righteousness, as long as there are members of the Huaxia Army, they will definitely persuade them.

According to my father, unplanned passion is never better than planned tyranny.For Ning Ji, who is in the prime of his youth, although he probably doesn't like such words in his heart, similar examples have already been demonstrated countless times inside and outside the Huaxia Army.

So after dawn, Ning Ji ran over again, eavesdropping on some information from people's conversations.

"...The gangsters entered the city to assassinate last night..."

"...a bunch of bandits who have no conscience and no righteousness..."

"... colluded with the Southwest in private, sold people there, and we suppressed them, but in the end, they took the risk and went to the city to assassinate Duke Dai..."

There are depressed soldiers on the street, as well as tycoons who still seem to be arrogant, and they will speak out some information from time to time.Ning Ji mixed in the crowd, heard the word Dai Gong, and couldn't help but stare out with a pair of innocent eyes.

"Dai..." He was full of curiosity, "Dai, Dai...Grandpa Dai...his old man...is actually in the city..."

The Jianghu Dahao squinted his eyes. If others asked about this matter, he would have to be vigilant, but seeing that he was a cute young man, and his words were full of respect for Dai Gong, so he just waved his hand to make amends.

"Ahem...don't ask too much about these things, the bandits are brutal, but most of them have been killed by us, the specific situation...should be announced, don't worry, don't worry... let's go... "

Ning Ji spread out along the crowd, ran slowly around, observed from the corner of his eyes for a moment, and then left the street.

After the Southwest War ended, many forces outside were actually learning the Huaxia Army's military training methods, and they also paid attention to the effect of the green forest heroes after they were gathered together.But often one or two leaders lead a group of third-rate masters, trying to enforce discipline and build elite scout troops.Ning Ji has heard of this kind of thing in the army, and he took a casual look last night, and knew that these green forest people are Dai Mengwei's "special forces".

Previously, this man had a strong body and powerful punches, but his foot was not stable. He would be a dead fish if he cooperated with the army, and he would not need three swords to kill him... He thought to himself, when he learned that Dai Mengwei was After Ankang City, he suddenly felt a little ready to move.

Afterwards, he ran slowly across several streets and observed several people. The people who appeared on the streets were not unseen masters, which made him calm down a little.

In a place where a house was burned, the affected residents knelt on the street and cried hoarsely, complaining about the arson of the gangsters last night.

When he ran to the largest vegetable market in Ankang City, the sun had already come out, and Ning Ji saw a crowd gathering, and then a vehicle was pushed over, and the bodies of those bandits who had been beheaded were on the vehicle.Ning Ji looked around in the crowd for a while, when a pickpocket tried to steal something from him on the way, he took it away and fell into the muddy water at the entrance of the vegetable market.

Running all the way back to Tong Wenxuan, the hall was full of scholars and merchants who were having breakfast, Lu Wenke and others took up a seat for him, and he ran over while breathing heavily and started grabbing buns.Wang Xiuniang came over and sat next to him: "Doctor Xiaolong runs out every morning to exercise his body? Don't you doctors have some kind of Wuxingquan... Wuxing opera? Don't you fight in the yard?"

"It's Wuqinxi." Lu Wenke next to him said with a smile, "Has Xiaolong ever learned it?"

"Yeah." Ning Ji nodded, holding the bun in one hand, and doing some simple movements with the other hand, "There are cat boxing, horse boxing, panda boxing, monkey boxing and chicken boxing..."

"Ah? Yes?" Lu Wenke was slightly confused, and asked the people next to him. Fan Heng and others nodded casually, and added: "Well, it was passed down by Hua Tuo."

The atmosphere at the table was harmonious, and everyone else was talking about the riots that happened last night. Except for Wang Xiuniang who was memorizing the knowledge of "Five Animal Fist" with her fingers, everyone was talking about politics happily.

This Tong Wenxuan can be regarded as a high-end inn in the city. Most of the people who live here are stranded scholars and business travelers. Most of them don’t leave on the same day, so breakfast exchanges and discussions take a long time.After a while, a scholar who went out in the morning came back with more detailed internal information.

The main body involved in the assassination is already clear. The leader is the gangster who has committed all kinds of crimes in the Hanshui area in the past few years.Before the Jurchen went south, he was a famous "debt canceller" in this green forest. As long as he was given money, this man would do anything to kill and set fire.

After the Jurchens left, life in the area under Dai Gong's administration was already difficult. Now the money-minded Lao Ba teamed up with the outlaws in the Southwest to secretly open up routes to traffic people for profit.And under the instigation of "powerful people" in the southwest, he has always wanted to kill Duke Dai and go to the southwest to receive the reward.

Last night, Duke Dai entered the city due to an emergency, and he did not bring many guards with him, so this old eighth saw the opportunity and entered the city to assassinate.Unexpectedly, this action was discovered by the martyrs under Dai Gong's command, and they bravely blocked it, and several martyrs died in the fight.Seeing the incident revealed, the old eight immediately abandoned his companions and fled. On the way, he also set fire to the city at will, burning countless people. It can be called madness and inhumanity.

After the assassination failed, the bandit leader Lao Ba, Jin Chenghu and several others are still at large.The city has now issued a large number of official documents with pictures and graphics, offering rewards for the arrest of the murderer...

After talking about this matter, there was a lot of discussion in the inn.Some loudly condemned the brutality of the gangsters, some began to talk about the ecology of the green forest, some began to care about Dai Mengwei's entry into the city, thinking about how to meet with him and sell him what they had learned, and some began to discuss the battle ahead, after all If they can come up with a sharp plan that is beneficial to the situation ahead, they will be appreciated by Duke Dai...

At this time, Ding Songnan, who had already negotiated the preliminary plan with Dai Mengwei, was still capable of bunting.He left Dai Mengwei's mansion, went with a few confidants, took a boat to the north of the city, and left Ankang in a swift and decisive manner.

On the way, he talked to a companion about the result of this conversation. Halfway through the conversation, he fell silent slightly, and then said: "Dai Mengwei...it's really not easy."

"how you said that?"

"...After going back, choose a group of people, I want you to take them with you, and prepare to go to Jiangning."

"...The hero meeting?" The companion was slightly puzzled, "Join the excitement of the fair party?"

"Dai Mengwei is right..." Ding Songnan said, "There will be some big events in Jiangning in the future..."

"Then we...don't have to cheer He Wen..."

The Han River was long, and the doubts of his companions sounded in the cabin, and then Ding Songnan explained the reason for this matter to him...

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"... Next, something that will determine the future of this world will happen in Jiangning..."

At the end of the afternoon, in Ankang's house, Dai Mengwei walked forward slowly on crutches.Beside him is Lu Zhongming, one of his most useful disciples in the past. This is a middle-aged scholar who is nearly forty years old. He was once in charge of the food collection this time.

"...I care about you, and I will lead the team to Jiangning. Wei He, Chen Bian, Qiu Changying and other heroes are under your control...I thought about it, and only you can take it..." Dai Mengwei said.

"...Jiang Ning... Hero Conference?" Lu Zhongming frowned and thought for a while, "He Wen didn't pick up people's teeth and wisdom to make this matter..."

He was a little hesitant, and Dai Meng shook his head slightly.

"This matter has only been reported for a few days, and it seems absurd at first glance, but if you think about it deeply, it is not difficult for you to think..."

The news of the Jiangning Heroes Conference has spread here recently, some people are excited, and some people laugh at it in private.Because in the final analysis, last year there was the number one martial arts tournament in Southwest China, and it was obvious that He Wen had one this year.

Moreover, the so-called Jianghu heroes, although they are heroic in the storytellers, as long as they are the superiors who do things, they already know that it will not be these ordinary people who decide the future of the world.The Southwest held the world's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament to recruit people and expand the army by virtue of the power after defeating the Jurchen West Route Army, and Ning Yi also specially organized the establishment ceremony of the Huaxia People's Government. But one of the side gimmicks.And He Wen also set up one this year, just to get some people chasing fame and fortune to join in the fun. Maybe it can be popular and recruit a few reckless people to join the group, but could it be possible to take the opportunity to set up a "fair people's government"?
Lu Zhongming lowered his head and thought, and Dai Mengwei, who was walking in front, tapped the ground slowly and rhythmically.

"...The Jurchen went south four times, Emperor Jianshuo fled to the sea, and the Wu Dynasty fell apart. In today's world, it seems that the princes are rising together, and those with a little ability are holding up a flag, but in fact, it is just a sudden encounter at this time. In the period of panic after the chaos, everyone couldn't understand the form of the world, and they couldn't grasp their own positions. Some people raised the flag but hesitated, and some people were loyal on the surface, but kept testing in private. No one can guarantee whether there will be troubled times next, or inexplicably merged into one after a few years."

Dai Meng smiled and said: "In this way, many people seem to be powerful, but in fact they are just short-lived fake princes... The world is like a big wave washing the sand, and in the next year or two, these fakes and unstable people will eventually be washed away Go down. The south of the Yellow River, me, Liu Gong, and Zou Xu, can be regarded as a place where real gold is refined. And the Fair Party, Wu Qimei, and even the small court in Fuzhou will have to decide a winner sooner or later. These things, at first glance I can see clearly when I wake up."

Lu Zhongming nodded.

"But have you ever thought that in this world in the future, there may also be a situation where... the princes from all walks of life are asking for black flags?"

Dai Mengwei paused: "People in the world regard me, Liu Gong, and Zou Xu as one, and the fair party, Wu Qimei and others as another. Moreover, the development of the fair party seems to be chaotic. It has swept and expanded, and it is bigger than the black flag For being radical, no one will sell face. Therefore, when I first heard that this heroic conference is so absurd, scholars of my generation just laughed it off, but in fact, even such an absurd conference, the Fair Party, still opened its door..."

　It's too late, more than 4000 words are enough for one chapter, see you tomorrow for the rest.

　
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