Chapter 218: The Promise of Cattle and Sheep on the Frontier [Happy New Year

Outside Wuxi City, by the ancient road, there were many wine shops.

Qiao Feng and Gu Qing were new acquaintances, and he couldn't help but take Gu Qing to the wine shop, wanting to treat Gu Qing to two bowls of wine and make friends with Gu Qing.

After these two bowls of wine, Qiao Feng's heart was calm, his heroic spirit arose, and he felt that even if Miss Murong Fu was not below Gu Qing, if the situation really developed to the point of a fierce fight, Qiao Feng would have to fight Miss Murong Fu well.

"Leader Qiao."

After these few bowls of wine, Gu Qing started the topic and said, "Did the Deputy Leader of the Beggar Gang, Ma Ma Dayuan, die under the Throat-Locking Capture Hand?"

Qiao Feng nodded and said, "This is the unique martial art of the Ma family." Before he finished speaking, Qiao Feng's eyes froze. He saw Gu Qing's hand condensing, which was exactly the Throat-Locking Capture Hand.

"Hit!"

Gu Qing used the Throat-Locking Capture Hand and handed it toward Mu Mu Wanqing.

Mu Mu Wanqing flicked her hand, and the move Gu Qing handed out suddenly returned, locking his own throat.

"Returning one's own way to oneself."

Qiao Feng had practiced martial arts since childhood. After joining the Beggar Gang, he received careful teaching from Wang Wang Jiantong, completed the three major tests, and made seven great achievements for the Beggar Gang. He decided big things, solved big doubts, and was not chaotic in the face of surprise. Looking at Gu Qing's technique, Mu Mu Wanqing's backhand flick, after thinking, said, "Gu brother's meaning is that it is not one person who can perform the Throat-Locking Capture Hand, and it is not one person who can return one's own way to oneself."

The Beggar Gang only relied on this one martial arts move to find Gusu Miss Murong, which was a bit below the standard.

Gu Qing nodded and said, "After I achieved success in my skills, I also traveled the Jianghu, peered into secrets, and dug out many Jianghu secrets. Some of these things are related to you, Leader Qiao."

Qiao Feng was greatly surprised and put down the wine bowl.

"In the hands of the Deputy Leader Ma of the Beggar Gang, there is a secret letter from Wang Wang Jiantong. The content of the letter is that once Qiao Feng changes, the Deputy Leader of the Beggar Gang, the Transmission Elder, the Law Enforcement Elder, and all the elders must unite to strike him. Poisoning and assassination are all acceptable."

Gu Qing said the content of the secret letter.

"Nonsense!"

Qiao Feng's anger erupted, and he smashed the table. This Wang Wang Jiantong cherished Qiao Feng strictly, like a kind father. Gu Qing saying this was insulting Wang Wang Jiantong's feelings for Qiao Feng.

Gu Qing was calm, quietly looking at Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng met Gu Qing's gaze, gradually calmed down, lowered his hands, and said, "What else, say it all."

"The matter might have to start thirty years ago."

Gu Qing narrated plainly, saying, "Thirty years ago, there was suddenly news in the Jianghu that a large number of Khitan warriors wanted to sneak attack the Shaolin Temple's Scripture Pavilion and publish the Shaolin Temple's martial arts in Khitan, so that everyone could learn them. In this way, Khitan would inevitably be strong, and the Great Song would not be able to stop them."

"The martial artists of the Central Plains got the news and went to the outside of Yanmen Pass by starlight to kill nineteen Khitan warriors. After this battle, the Central Plains martial artists felt that the Khitan warriors were not worth a single blow. While they were hesitating, a couple suddenly came, holding a child in their arms. The Khitan man questioned loudly, but they couldn't understand each other's language. Several impulsive Central Plains martial artists immediately stepped forward to do it, but the Khitan man used three moves and two styles to knock them to the ground."

"These Central Plains martial artists saw that this person's martial arts were extremely high, so they immediately stepped forward to surround and kill him. The Khitan warrior only took their weapons and didn't hurt people, until the Central Plains martial artists here killed his wife, which immediately aroused his killing intent. This Khitan warrior immediately killed..."

Gu Qing roughly narrated the Battle of Yanmen Pass.

Qiao Feng listened quietly until he heard that the leader, Wang Wang Jiantong, and Master Master Zhi Guang had fostered the infant under the Shaoshan Mountain. His expression became more and more gloomy.

"Because of the things back then, the Shaolin Temple and the Beggar Gang felt guilty toward you, so the Shaolin Temple raised you well and privately passed on skills. After entering the Beggar Gang, the Beggar Gang was never stingy in passing on skills. It was just that your prestige increased day by day, and you were a hero. When you were about to become the Leader of the Beggar Gang, Wang Wang Jiantong hesitated."

Gu Qing told the secret of Qiao Feng learning martial arts in the Shaolin Temple. Qiao Feng already believed seven or eight points. Thinking of the difficulty of becoming the Leader of the Beggar Gang, he was suddenly in a mess.

Wang Wang Yuyan, Mu Mu Wanqing, and Zhong Ling suddenly heard such Jianghu secrets and looked at each other.

"The Central Plains martial artists and the Khitan people killed each other, what is there to be guilty about?"

Qiao Feng asked calmly.

"I once touched into the Mount Tiantai Mountain and read your father's suicide note. His surname is Xiao, his name is Feng'er, and his master is a Han person. So Xiao Xiao Yuanshan swore not to be an enemy of the Han people. Back then, Xiao Xiao Yuanshan took your mother and was going to your grandmother's house. His wife died tragically, and he didn't want to live in the world..."

Gu Qing said, "The leader and Leader Wang kept your name, it's just that your parents were truly innocent."

Qiao Feng breathed deeply. Suddenly hearing such earth-shattering news, although he possessed a calm spirit, he was in a turmoil for a while.

Now Leader Wang had passed away. In the world, there were only two people who knew the truth, one was the leader, and the other was Master Master Zhi Guang.

"Who is the leader?"

Qiao Feng asked.

Gu Qing didn't answer for the time being, but said again, "Actually, your father's death was a conspiracy."

Qiao Feng had divine light in his eyes, stern and majestic.

"Your father was the personal instructor of the Liao Kingdom, a moderate who didn't want Khitan and Great Song to use knives and soldiers. He advocated making peace with the Great Song. Such a person living was a good thing for the people of both countries. It was just that this matter was an eyesore to another person."

Gu Qing said, "The Shaolin Temple back then got the news and traveled thousands of miles to Yanmen Pass to kill the Khitan people. The Shaolin Temple and Wang Wang Jiantong indeed killed the wrong people, but for the person who spread the news, they killed the right one."

Qiao Feng clasped his fists and asked, "Who is the person who spread the news?"

Gu Qing

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Abie was so frightened she stood up.

She had been eating melons here for half a day, only to find the melon was on herself.

"The Gusu Miss Murong family are descendants of the Yan Dynasty imperial family. It has been several hundred years now, and generation after generation has been daydreaming about becoming emperor. As long as your father dies, the Liao Kingdom and the Great Song can go to war, and the Miss Murong family can seize the opportunity to rise up in rebellion."

When Gu Qing said this, he looked at Wang Wang Yuyan and Abie and said, "I have already carefully investigated the Miss Murong family. You don't need to deny it."

Abie remained silent and stuttering. The Miss Murong family did indeed want to be emperor, but Abie truly knew nothing about the events of the past.

Qiao Feng clenched his fists.

"Then you dug up my uncle's coffin and even said you wanted to resurrect him..."

Wang Wang Yuyan thought of this matter.

Gu Qing had resurrected Mu Mu Wanqing's parents and her own father right in front of her, and in the final analysis, it was because the people hadn't actually died.

Gu Qing nodded and said, "Actually, I pried open the coffin that very night. I wanted to see what this conspirator had left behind, but I didn't expect it to be just an empty coffin, which is why I had the words about resurrecting your uncle."

Wang Wang Yuyan nodded, feeling that this matched up.

"Miss Murong Bo is not dead?"

Qiao Feng asked.

"I don't know."

Gu Qing shook his head and said, "Originally, I wanted to parade his coffin around the martial arts world to see if I could lure him out, but someone was willing to risk injury just to smash Miss Murong Bo's coffin to pieces... My investigation into the Miss Murong family was not that deep after all, and I don't know if Miss Murong Bo was too wicked during his lifetime, so he set up fake tombs, fearing that someone would scatter his ashes."

Gu Qing had initially "suspected" Miss Murong Bo wasn't dead; now he "suspected" Miss Murong Bo was setting up fake tombs, fearing enemies would come knocking.

In short, Gu Qing simply didn't suspect that Yan Yan Longyuan was Miss Murong Bo, and that overturning the coffin was to cover up a fake death.

Upon hearing this, Abie naturally defended Miss Murong Bo, retorting, "My master spread kindness far and wide. If we are talking about being wicked in this world, you are number one!" Gu Qing smiled; Abie spoke in the soft dialect of Wu, and even her anger sounded like coquetry.

"I seem to have strayed from the topic."

Gu Qing suddenly returned to the subject and said, "Do you know what kind of person Ma Ma Dayuan's wife is?"

Qiao Feng looked at Gu Qing. He had heard too much today; there was no physical evidence for these rights and wrongs, but Qiao Feng already vaguely believed that most of it was true. Now that Gu Qing mentioned Kang Min, Qiao Feng looked sideways in thought, having little impression of her.

Gu Qing laughed out loud, looking at Wang Wang Yuyan, Mu Mu Wanqing, and Zhong Ling, and said, "Ma Ma Dayuan's wife, Kang Min, is Prince Duan's woman!"

"Hmm..."

Wang Wang Yuyan covered her forehead lightly, Mu Mu Wanqing's brows stood up, and Zhong Ling's little face wrinkled.

Wang Wang Yuyan, Mu Mu Wanqing, and Zhong Ling all knew of Gu Qing's ability to pry into secrets in this regard.

"It was precisely because I dug up this point about Kang Min that I turned to dig up your identities."

Gu Qing said to Wang Wang Yuyan, Mu Mu Wanqing, and Zhong Ling.

!

Wang Wang Yuyan and Mu Mu Wanqing nodded, feeling that it matched up again.

"Who is Prince Duan?"

Abie was bewildered and confused.

"Prince Duan's women are all formidable characters."

Gu Qing said, "Wang Wang Jiantong left a secret letter back then, which was kept in Ma Ma Dayuan's hands. As his wife, Kang Min flipped through this secret letter. It seems that Kang Min was extremely jealous and hateful because Qiao Feng didn't look at her directly. She slept with Bai Bai Shijing, slept with Quan Quan Guanqing, and slept with Xu Zhanglao, all just to topple you."

Bai Bai Shijing, Quan Quan Guanqing, Xu Zhanglao.

Qiao Feng shook his head, calling it absurd, and said, "Xu Zhanglao is already eighty or ninety years old."

"Old people can still have young hearts."

Gu Qing laughed.

Qiao Feng shook his head again and said, "Why would Madam Ma hold a grudge against me? From the time I was small until now, I have never liked playing with girls."

By the time you discover the benefits of girls, A'Zhu will be gone.

Gu Qing spread his hands and said, "In short, that's the situation. This assembly seems to be the Beggar Sect making things difficult for Southern Miss Murong, but in reality, the Beggar Sect is going to deal with Northern Qiao Feng. You should also be careful when you go to the assembly."

Qiao Feng's mind was in a mess. All these years, he had followed the Beggar Sect to resist the Liao people, and had even fought side-by-side with General Yang, killing many Khitan people. Now that it was suddenly pointed out that he was a Khitan, Qiao Feng felt completely lost.

"I will be careful."

As Qiao Feng spoke, he asked himself in secret: If he really were a Khitan, should he still be the Beggar Sect leader?

"If everything is true."

Qiao Feng lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Then after I have taken my revenge, I will go to the frontier to herd cattle and sheep immediately, and never come back."

Was he saying that to me?

Gu Qing's ears twitched slightly. If I don't let you go to the frontier to herd cattle and sheep, does that count as an empty promise at the frontier?

Gu Qing quite liked Qiao Feng. It was just that with Ma Ma Dayuan already dead, many people had already seen the letters regarding Qiao Feng's background, and exposure was only a matter of time. Gu Qing giving Qiao Feng a heads-up on what he should know in advance was better than him having all that skill but just spinning in circles in the martial arts world.

Wang Wang Yuyan, Mu Mu Wanqing, Zhong Ling, and Abie followed behind Gu Qing, heading together toward the pavilion outside Wuxi City.

"Qiao Feng."

Gu Qing suddenly called out.

Qiao Feng paused slightly.

"I have always been quite curious, what kind of charm does the Great Song have that makes you group of beggars protect the country every day?"

Gu Qing asked.

This is simply a lighthouse.

Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment and said, "As a Song person, one naturally must do one's best for the country."

Fine then.

Gu Qing nodded and said nothing more.

This was the meeting place for the Beggar Sect and Gusu Miss Murong.

When everyone arrived here, the martial arts people had already split into two groups. One side was dominated by the Beggar Sect, and the other side was Miss Murong Fu and the people of the Southern martial arts world. In the middle of the field, Feng Bo'e was already exchanging moves with the elders of the Beggar Sect.

Qiao Feng arrived at this place, his gaze fixed, looking at the martial arts person in the center of the Southern martial arts group. He was twenty-seven or twenty-eight, elegant and handsome. Qiao Feng could almost be certain that this was Southern Miss Murong.

Before arriving in Wuxi, Qiao Feng had already met Miss Murong family's Feng Bo'e and Gongye Gan. He felt that the Miss Murong family's retainers were not ordinary, and originally thought Miss Murong Fu was also a hero. But after hearing Gu Qing's words, Qiao Feng had another layer of filter regarding the Miss Murong family.

"Young Master."

Abie hurried toward Miss Murong Fu's side, wanting to quickly tell Miss Murong Fu the news she had heard from Gu Qing.

"Clap!"

Qiao Feng took a large stride, having already brushed past Abie, and leaped forward, saying, "Young Master Miss Murong, I have long admired your name!" As he spoke, he pressed toward Miss Murong Fu.

Upon hearing that Miss Murong Fu's martial arts were on par with Gu Qing's, Qiao Feng had always felt a kind of pressure in his heart. But hearing about the background Gu Qing mentioned gave Qiao Feng a sense of hatred toward the Miss Murong family... As a martial arts person, when Qiao Feng encountered an enemy, he would kill the whole family!

On the other hand, although Qiao Feng didn't know if his background was true or false, it was true that he had always been working for the Great Song. Even setting aside personal vendettas, the fact that the Miss Murong family had been plotting rebellion was enough for Qiao Feng to take action, just as if he were standing his last post for the Beggar Sect!

Even if Miss Murong Fu's martial arts were supreme, Qiao Feng wanted to fight him!

"Take my palm!"

Qiao Feng stood ten zhang away, striking out with his palm with awe-inspiring force.

In the world, no one could strike palm power ten zhang away. Miss Murong Fu watched with focused attention, only to see Qiao Feng's body flying closer, striking another palm into the air. After these palm forces combined, they carried a vast, irresistible power, pushing toward Miss Murong Fu.

Northern Qiao Feng's strike made all the martial arts people look sideways; even Feng Bo'e sheathed his blade.

Miss Murong Fu leaped to avoid it temporarily, but Qiao Feng's palm momentum stacked again, already close at hand.

There were too many martial arts people around, and Miss Murong Fu truly found it hard to avoid, so he immediately channeled his energy.

"Dou Zhuan Xing Yi..."

The two collided, and Miss Murong Fu flew backward into the air, rolling several zhang away.

"Young Master..."

The Miss Murong family people went to support him. Miss Murong Fu waved his hand and stood up unsteadily, but his legs went soft and he fell again. Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e hurried forward to support him. Just as he stood firm, Miss Murong Fu opened his mouth and spat out blood again.

"..."

Qiao Feng turned his head and looked at Gu Qing.

Not beneath you?

(End of chapter)