Chapter 235

The hazy moonlight quietly sprinkled the snow-falling poplar branches, and several mountain pheasants with their long tails were constantly pecking at some ears of grain in the snow. In the silent night sky, there were occasional roars of wild animals. , there is no more sound.

In the not-so-spacious carriage, Zhao Zilong sat opposite the groom who sent him to the south. The groom's forehead was raised high. Although his head was already gray, his eyes, which were obviously smaller than ordinary people's, looked extraordinarily energetic.

His name is Yu Fu, and he is specially assigned by Zhao Wu to be in charge of Zhao Zilong. This time Zhao Zilong went to the south to learn martial arts, and Yu Fu was the only person who escorted the Zhao family's heir. The master and the servant are unknown.

When Zhao Zilong was still in the Zhao Mansion, because of the pampering and indulgence of his family, he actually read a lot of novels about ghosts, and he was naturally yearning for the grievances and hatreds of the children of the rivers and lakes in the books. According to the conventions in the books, this can The person who escorts the sons of the aristocratic family to travel alone must be a master among the masters in the rivers and lakes, but after half a month on the road, Zhao Zilong is the shadow of a martial arts master, and he can't find the shadow of the housekeeper beside him.

how to say? If this chief butler of the Zhao Mansion is really a great master who can fly over walls and cross rivers with one reed, no matter how bad he is, he won't be as mentally inferior as a pampered rich man like him, right? But along the way, often before Zhao Zilong felt tired, the master began to yell that he couldn't walk anymore and wanted to stay and rest, but Zhao Zilong couldn't be stubborn, so he could only nod his head in agreement.

After going back and forth like this, in the end, even though Yu Fu was there, Zhao Zilong just smiled and didn't answer the conversation. As for the anecdotes about the world that Yu Fu said, Zhao Zilong was not very interested. I've read a lot of those chivalrous novels, and I don't really believe what Yu Fu said about the legendary Jianghu masters who can break rivers with one finger and turn their breath into frost.

On this day, the master and servant finally left the boundary of Youzhou, and then went south, and they would be able to reach the destination of this trip, Lingzhou, in about two months. Although Zhao Zilong and Yu Fu didn't deliberately rush along the way, they didn't delay the trip casually. Just like at this time, there was really no inn in the wilderness, so the two simply sat opposite each other in the carriage. The carriage was not big, but it was big enough to accommodate them.

The ups and downs of the past month made Zhao Zilong, who was not very strong, look even thinner. Yu Fu also felt a little distressed when he saw his master in this state. He is also an old man of the Zhao family, and the young man in front of him grew up under his nose. Zhao Zilong's behavior in Huaining City over the past ten years may seem a little soft-tempered, but that's exactly what happened. That's why they, the old people in the mansion, like this young master from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhao Zilong looked at Yu Fu, who was sitting opposite him, looking a little absent-minded, coupled with the roar of beasts outside, he felt a little scared in his heart, so he took the initiative to open the chatterbox: "Uncle Yu, can you talk about martial arts for me?" Is it something about it? This time I was sent by my father to Jiangnan to practice martial arts, so I can know some common sense in advance, so as not to panic when I get there."

Hearing Zhao Zilong's words, Yu Fu suddenly came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and patted his forehead, and then smiled at Zhao Zilong: "I let the old slave forget about this, thank you for reminding me, young master, otherwise if something goes wrong then , my old man has become an eternal sinner in the family, don’t you want to be scolded to death by the master when you go back?”

Taking a deep breath, Yu Fu first organized his thoughts in his mind to make sure that nothing would be missed, and then he opened his mouth and said: "This is martial arts, logically speaking, the sooner the better, just like the martial arts in the world. Of those martial arts families, which ones didn't have their own children and grandchildren who started to exercise their muscles and bones since they were young, and used all kinds of precious medicinal materials to support their bodies. "

Seeing that Zhao Zilong's expression was a bit gloomy, Yu Fu quickly changed the subject: "However, one's own talent and perseverance are all relied on in the process of practicing martial arts. Those famous schools in the Jianghu are also mostly incompetent children. On the other hand, those who have never had famous teachers Teach me, I have been the children of the rivers and lakes almost all my life, and there are no extremely amazing characters. The old man knows what the young master is worried about, but he just feels that it is too late for him to practice martial arts at this time. How can the general not understand the truth that everyone in the world knows? But please rest assured, young master, since the general chose this time for you to start learning martial arts, he must have made perfect arrangements."

Hearing Yu Fu's words, Zhao Zilong gradually let go of what he was worried about. Yes, his father must have already arranged everything for him. He just needs to do it, and there are not so many things that bother him.

After figuring this out, Zhao Zilong's mood improved a lot, and he smiled and motioned Yu Fu to continue.

"Let's talk about the realm of martial arts with the young master. Some of the old slaves are just hearsay. The young master is just for fun, just listen to it. It's not true. It is said that before our Jiangchu Dynasty pacified the six kingdoms, there was a discussion about the realm of martial arts. The division of martial arts is actually not clear, each country has its own set of standards, which leads to the fact that a second-rank martial artist in this country may become a third-rank or first-rank martial artist in a neighboring country. During the martial arts competition, one claimed to be first-rank and the other claimed to be third-rank, but if the first-rank martial artist was accidentally defeated by the third-rank martial artist, wouldn’t it be a big joke? So, before the Central Plains were unified, this Jianghu is actually very chaotic, and most of those so-called Jianghu people are impulsive, and they often draw swords at each other if they disagree, let alone fight for fame."

He untied the gourd of wine around his waist, took two sips slowly, tsk tsk tsk, Yu Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued: "Those gangsters had a great time fighting, but it's not the ordinary people who suffer in the end? It's not uncommon for rangers to directly attack in the streets and alleys. They wander around everywhere, but they don't have so many scruples. If they smash up a roadside stall, who will pay? Even if those rangers are willing to pay some money, ordinary people Do you really dare to reach out to ask for it? So, for the stability of the dynasty and for these people in the Jianghu to be a little more peaceful, our Jiangchu Dynasty immediately established regulations for the level of martial arts for the warriors after the Dingding Central Plains. Anyone who cannot Armor-breaking warriors are all in the low class, does the young master know what kind of armor this so-called armor-breaking is going to break?"

Zhao Zilong was fascinated by what he was listening to, but unexpectedly, Yu Fu was a bit tricky. After thinking about it, he still asked tentatively, "Could it be the divine mech of our imperial court?"

Yu Fu was slightly taken aback when he heard these words, and then laughed loudly: "Young master, you are overthinking this, as the special armor of the Shenji Battalion, which is second to none in our dynasty, how can ordinary warriors do it easily?" Broken or dropped? The armor to be broken is actually the normal standard armor of the dynasty, but when the Seven Kingdoms competed for supremacy, our Jiangchu armor had the best defense. It can block swords, so it can break armor Martial arts are actually quite difficult, and they can barely be considered in the arena. Those who break the third armor and below are all seventh-rank martial arts; Breaking ten armors and breaking twenty armors is the fourth-rank realm. As for the first, second and third-rank realms, it is said that the realm is not only judged by the number of armor breaks, but also the length of the breath and the depth of the internal force. More specifically It’s not something that the old slave can know, and the old slave still hopes that if the young master becomes one of those rare first-grade masters in the future, he will talk to the old slave carefully about the pros and cons.”

With a slight smile, Zhao Zilong's mood has been greatly improved by Yu Fu's words, but he still has some doubts in his heart, and continues: "Uncle Yu, since there is no detailed division of the first, second and third rank realms, then probably in Jianghu How many such masters are there?"

Yu Fu was taken aback by the question, and then he said with some uncertainty: "It is rumored that there are no less than a hundred third-rank masters in the Jianghu, so the Jianghu knows a lot about these masters, but when you reach the second rank, you will really know a lot about them." It can be regarded as rare, and there are only a dozen or so high-ranking people who are recognized. As for those first-rank masters who come and go without a trace, and are even crowned as gods of the land, this old slave has never heard of today's arena in his life. Who is in that state. However, it is said that Lu Zu of Wudang Mountain was that kind of romantic figure five hundred years ago, and a Buddhist Zen master three hundred years ago was also in that level. As for the most recent one, it is more than a hundred years old. An immortal from the former Taoist sect who has a Taoist title, it is said that this immortal elder cut off the Canglan River with a single finger. As for whether there are other first-rank immortals, this old slave does not know."

These words made Zhao Zilong dazzled, and he became more and more looking forward to the world he was about to contact.

There are more than a million people in the rivers and lakes of Jiangchu? How many children of the world do not yearn for the legendary realm? The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes have their own affairs, but it is far from being able to tell clearly with a few pots of wine or a few swords.

Everyone in the world says that the children of the Jianghu are dead, and the lovesickness of the Jianghu hurts the most. As for those scholar-bureaucrats who talk about each other, it is better to forget each other in the Jianghu, and go to hell, these words can only coax those scholars who have no power to restrain themselves and feel sorry for themselves. Eat this set.

The scenery of this river and lake is so beautiful, it is no wonder that generation after generation of sons and daughters of the river and lake have followed suit. Zhao Zilong couldn't help being ambitious in a moment, snatched the wine gourd from Yu Fu's hand, and drank it down.

"cough cough"

Seeing Zhao Zilong's face flushed from choking on the drink, Yu Fu was also in a good mood, and grinned beside him.

Rivers and lakes, rivers and lakes.

Inside the carriage, the old and the young were all trapped in their own rivers and lakes, unwilling to wake up.