The first volume of pearl curtains rolls up the western mountain rain at dusk Chapter 100: Useless and Still Useful
Lian Gongming was stunned by the slap. He subconsciously wanted to get angry, but when he saw Yao Wuhen's eyes, he swallowed his words.
Does Yao Wuhen care about his life or death?
I don't care. What Yao Wuhen cares about is the belief he upholds. He wants to be a trustworthy person, that's all, although this trustworthiness is also quite ridiculous.
"where are we going?"
Lian Gongming asked subconsciously.
At this time, the streets of Jizhou City should be filled with Jiedushi Zeng Ling's men, and Lian Gongming also believed that those subordinates who had originally sworn allegiance to him should have defected to the Jiedushi's side. It is possible that these people were among those participating in the interrogation on the street.
“Confucius Temple.”
Yao Wuhen looked at Lian Gongming and added, "Don't talk too much. Just do whatever I tell you to do. Otherwise, don't blame me if you die."
"Yes Yes Yes……"
Lian Gongming responded and immediately followed Yao Wuhen's footsteps.
There may be a Confucius Temple in every city of Da Chu, and the Confucius worshipped there is the Confucius from the Zhou Dynasty, whose surname was Ji and name was Ping.
Master Ji was born into a royal family. The Emperor of Zhou at that time was his elder brother. However, Master Ji was not content to enjoy his natural nobility. He left the capital at the age of fourteen and began to travel around the various states, studying as he went along, and later lecturing as he went along .
When the Master was in his forties, he had already walked tens of thousands of miles. No one could tell exactly how far he had walked, but everyone knew that he had been to countless places, and the people everywhere had benefited from his kindness.
The Zhou emperor gave orders to the various states, but not all of them obeyed him, as they did to the Master.
Later, when the Zhou emperor died, the Master rushed back to the capital to assist the new emperor. When the rebels who had already attacked the capital learned that the Master had returned, they immediately retreated. One hundred thousand rebels surrounded the capital, and when the Master returned, all the hundred thousand soldiers returned.
From then on, the Master handled state affairs as regent, and the Great Zhou reached an unprecedented height five years later.
Zhou was not destroyed by Chu, but by the cavalry of the Mongol Empire. Although Chu replaced Zhou, the Emperor of Chu never dared to say that he destroyed Zhou but rather inherited Zhou. In order to show his respect for Zhou, the Emperor of Chu ordered the reconstruction of the Book of Zhou and personally worshipped Confucius.
From then on, Confucius Temples were built all over the Chu State. In the beginning, when Chu revived the Central Plains, Confucius Temples in various places were very popular.
However, today, most of the Confucius Temples in various places have become dilapidated, and the people are unable to get enough food, so how can they have extra money to add incense to the Confucius Temples?
Later, not to mention adding incense, all the offerings in the Confucius Temple were eaten up. Later, all the altars and other things were moved away. Later, even the bricks, stones, tiles and wood were dismantled and taken back to their own homes.
Someone said that this was not a good thing, and the person who was moving the things replied... Would the Master, such a good person, blame us?
At this moment and place, Lian Gongming knelt down in front of the mottled clay statue of the Master and kowtowed earnestly, looking very pious.
"Master, please bless me to survive this disaster. If I can survive, I will come to you in the future to fulfill my vow and build another golden statue for you."
He kowtowed again and again, which Yao Wuhen found very funny.
"Look at this old man in front of you."
Yao Wuhen stretched out his hand and scratched the clay statue of the Master, and the dirt fell off piece by piece, making it look like it had been shot by hundreds of arrows.
Yao Wuhen squatted in front of Lian Gongming who was kowtowing and said with a smile: "You beg the Master, but the Master owes you money. If he doesn't owe you money, why should he care about you? If you beg me, it would be better if you beg me."
Lian Gongming roared: "How come you don't have any reverence at all!"
Yao Wuhen stood up and kicked the clay statue of Master down. He pointed at the half-broken statue and said, "Do you have a sense of awe? If you did, the statue of Master wouldn't look like this."
He stepped on the face of the clay statue of the Master and said, "Look at his face. It's uglier than those refugees outside the city who haven't eaten for days. Do you think he is shameless, or are the officials of the Great Chu shameless like you?"
Lian Gongming glared at Yao Wuhen.
Yao Wuhen was too lazy to say anything more. He pulled out a large package from the hole behind the clay statue, brushed off the dust on the package, untied the package, and took out the weapons one by one.
"When I was a child, I burned incense to the Master. At that time, my parents said, 'Pray to the Master, may the Master bless me, and hope that I can become a scholar like the Master.'"
Yao Wuhen looked at the clay statue of the Master and said with a smile, "He didn't agree."
He looked at Lian Gongming and said, "I at least offered a stick of incense to the Master. Have you, who promotes the Master's virtues to rule the world, offered incense?"
At this time, there were bursts of footsteps outside. Many people came to the outside of Confucius Temple. The footsteps stopped after a while, which was enough to show the number of people.
Lian Gongming's face changed drastically. He was still kneeling there, grabbing Yao Wuhen's ankle and begging, "Take me away quickly."
"Where can we go?"
Yao Wuhen smiled, picked up a bow and pulled it to test the strength, then placed the quiver at his feet.
"The people in Jizhou City are all trying to kill you. You can't go anywhere."
Lian Gongming raised his head abruptly when he heard this, glared at Yao Wuhen and said, "You brought me here even though you knew they would come after us. You deliberately wanted them to find you!"
Yao Wuhen said: "You guessed right, I left clues on purpose, they are not so stupid that they can't find them."
He kicked Lian Gongming away and said, "Go hide in the back. You can die later. You will definitely die sooner if you come out... I took your money and said I would help you kill people. I must kill four formation gates. It will be very troublesome for me to find them one by one. It is better to wait for them to come by themselves."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed outside and someone rushed in directly.
The feather arrow in Yao Wuhen's hand flew out with a whoosh, and the person who just rushed into the door was hit in the throat by the arrow and fell backward. The person who was shot fell there and twitched a few times before he became motionless. Even a god could not save such an injury.
"Young men, don't come here one by one to die. Have the three formation gates in blue arrived?"
Yao Wuhen shouted loudly toward the door: "Don't delay, the three of you come in together."
After a moment of silence outside, there was suddenly a loud sound of footsteps and the crowd began to rush into the Confucius Temple.
Yao Wuhen shot arrows one after another. His quiver could hold thirty white feathers. Not a single arrow missed. After he shot thirty arrows in a row, thirty people were sent into reincarnation.
"Don't you really care about our lives?"
Yao Wuhen said loudly: "Don't you take your brother's life seriously?"
There was silence outside again.
After a long time, three men in green robes walked in slowly. The one leading the group looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a majestic look on his face. Behind him, two other men in green robes followed in on his left and right. One looked to be around fifty years old, and the other around forty years old.
"Look."
Yao Wuhen burst into laughter when he saw the three men coming in. He almost cried from laughing. He turned around and looked at Lian Gongming who was hiding behind the half-broken clay statue and said, "Did you recognize them? You didn't expect it yourself."
He laughed loudly and said, "Of the three major secret forces in Jizhou City, the common people all know that Fenglei Sect and Jinyu Tower are under your control, Lord Lian. These two major forces obey you, and you are proud of it. But you don't know that the leaders of Fenglei Sect and Jinyu Tower are actually the formation gates of Qingyi formation."
He asked Lian Gongming: "At this moment, do you feel like you've been fooled?"
Even his fame had already become ashen.
Yao Wuhen looked at the green-shirted guest in the middle and said, "Zhenmen Liang Fang, a general in the army, it is said that you have a set of stick techniques that can charge and kill in the midst of thousands of troops. Everyone says so, but I don't believe it. Do you know why? Because you have never been to a battlefield, how can you charge and kill in the midst of thousands of troops?"
He looked at the one on the left and said, "The leader of the Fenglei Sect, Xiao Duo, your ancestor Xiao Fenglei's Fenglei sword technique was well-known in the northern martial arts world. I wonder how much stronger you are than him now."
Yao Wuhen pointed to the formation gate on the right and said, "Liu Wanshan, the second in command of Jinyu Tower, your first in command has been ill for many years, and you are the one who is truly in charge. It is said that you are both a master of swords and palms, and you can learn from me today."
After talking about these three people, he laughed. I don’t know what he was proud of, but he just laughed with some pride.
After laughing enough, Yao Wuhen turned around and pointed at Lian Gongming and said, "But the price for the three of you is the same. This guy offered one thousand taels each, and I took it."
The moment he stopped smiling and turned back to look at the three people, there was only murderous ruthlessness in his eyes.
"bring it on!"
Yao Wuhen shouted.
Half of the clay statue of the Master fell to the ground, as if looking at them with its head tilted to the side. One of its eyes was missing, and half of the other eye was missing. No one knew what such a clay statue could see, but it would probably see the word "ridiculous".
The Confucius Temple was filled with murderous aura. All the people in the three formations were people of status. They did not attack together at the beginning, but later they found that the madman was a really good fighter and very fierce.
So the three of them went up together.
A moment later, Yao Wuhen spat out the blood in his mouth and looked to the left side of his body. He saw a knife still stuck in his left arm. He estimated that the bone was cut in half, but fortunately it was not broken.
Looking to the right again, he saw a sword stuck in his right shoulder, the sword had pierced through his body, and blood was still dripping down the blade.
There was a scar running from left to right on the chest, a big tear in the clothes, and a big tear in the flesh.
He moved his feet with difficulty to the back of the half-broken clay statue, supported himself and squatted down, grimacing in pain.
After taking a breath for a while, he looked at Lian Gongming and stretched out his hand tremblingly: "The job is done, give me the remaining money."
Behind him, the three array gates were all dead.
Lian Gongming looked at the bloody man in front of him and felt like he had hired a devil.
An hour later, at Prince Yu’s Mansion.
In the courtyard, Prince Wu Yang Jijiu sat on a chair with a gloomy face looking at Lian Gongming who was kneeling in front of him. He didn't say anything, just looked at him. Lian Gongming was also looking at him. At this moment, Lian Gongming was no longer scary, so there was a bit more contempt in his eyes when he looked at Prince Wu.
The two looked at each other for a long time, and Lian Gongming suddenly smiled and said something.
"Why are you so arrogant? Isn't it because your last name is Yang?"
Prince Wu's face changed and he stood up and left.
Jiedushi Zeng Ling waved his hand, and his personal soldiers rushed forward and chopped off Lian Gongming's head with a knife. The head rolled far away, facing the direction where Yang Jiju was walking.
His eyes were not closed and his mouth was open, as if he was still saying the same sentence endlessly.
Isn’t your last name Yang?
In a side room of Prince Yu's mansion, Prince Yu Yang Jixing looked at Yao Wuhen who was lying unconscious on the bed, turned around and asked, "He killed four formation gates by himself?"
The men replied, "Yes, one man killed four, and also killed more than thirty brothers in blue clothes lined up in battle formation."
Prince Yu was silent for a moment, and as he walked out he ordered, "Heal him, I'll keep him for future use."
