radicalducati Chapter 117 Old Taoist Qiu Chuji with the Ox Nose: Don't Go Out at Night
Chapter 117 Old Taoist Qiu Chuji with the Ox Nose: Don't Go Out at Night
Chapter 117 Old Taoist Qiu Chuji with the Ox Nose: Don't Go Out at Night
Inside Bianjing City.
Everywhere you could see homeless people who had no money to pay taxes and were forced to huddle in the streets in tattered clothes.
These people might have been shopkeepers, patrons of wealthy and powerful figures, or local tyrants in the city yesterday. But with a change of fortune, they lost their businesses and became street vagrants, the amusement of the wealthy and powerful.
Wei Wu walked down the street with two stunning beauties, Huang Rong and Li Mochou, but they didn't attract much attention.
Because the three of them were dressed in expensive clothes, even the Jin people did not dare to provoke such figures.
The atmosphere in Bianjing is too tense these days. Even the royal family and nobles no longer have the audacity to act recklessly and domineeringly as they used to.
As a result, Cao Cao could hear people everywhere hiring refugees to recite the "Buddha's Discourse on Curing Plague" and the "Buddha's Discourse on Secret Plague".
"Fine, it's Buddhism, is it? I'll remember this debt."
Wei Wu only learned after arriving in Bianjing that he had been stigmatized as one of the "Seven Ghosts and Gods," becoming a "ghost" in Buddhism, and his desire to destroy Buddhism began to stir within him.
Huang Rong looked somewhat dazed, but after seeing the crowd of refugees in the streets, she came to her senses and said, "If the Beggars' Sect disciples came here, they would probably all become superior people."
People are different, and beggars are naturally different as well. If these vagrants are the most helpless among people, then the Beggar Clan disciples are undoubtedly the most powerful among beggars.
Although the Beggars' Sect was initially established to shelter the elderly and weak beggars who were displaced by various accidents, its original intention could not overcome its ambition. As the Beggars' Sect expanded and grew, it became a violent group and was no longer the "holy land" that sheltered the elderly, weak and sick.
Some members of the Beggars' Sect would even bully and oppress vagrants and beggars, squeezing out their remaining value, and then smugly curse them for being useless.
Only Li Mochou thought that if she could unite these people and give them hope, they might be able to stand up with her and overthrow Bianjing without Wei Wu's poison.
However, despite her thoughts, if it came to distributing porridge to these people, Li Mochou would rather spend her time practicing a few sword techniques.
"Let's find an inn to stay in first," Wei Wu said after taking a stroll around and confirming the locations of the mansions of several Jin nobles he planned to kill that night. He then decided to rest.
What happened at night is insignificant, but since it was a nighttime operation, we should conserve our energy during the day to appear more dignified.
Li Mochou had no problem with it. These days, she had been following Wei Wu around like a sheep herding people out of the city, driving them all over the north, without even having time to take a proper bath.
I'm so happy to finally have the chance to take a nice, relaxing bath.
Huang Rong looked somewhat haggard, but seeing the "human tragedy" in the Jin Kingdom, she forced herself to cheer up and said, "Recently, many nobles from the city have been driven to Bianjing, so the inns are probably full. Why don't we find some private residences first?"
"Can."
Wei Wu found the nearest brokerage firm, paid his way in, and found a spacious courtyard. He also bought some servants to do his work.
It is worth mentioning that several Taoist priests lived next door to Wei Wu.
"Hmph! Even the stinking Taoist priests from the Quanzhen School have come!"
Wei Wu didn't recognize the Quanzhen Taoist robe, but Li Mochou was very familiar with it. Having lived on Zhongnan Mountain, she had dealt with Qiu Chuji and the others quite a bit.
Huang Rong naturally recognized the Quanzhen Taoist robe, but like Li Mochou, she didn't have a good impression of the Quanzhen Taoists. When she saw that the leader was Qiu Chuji, the Taoist priest she disliked the most, she kept a cold face and didn't say a word.
Wei Wu looked at Qiu Chuji with curiosity. He vaguely remembered that the eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty worshipped Qiu Chuji, saying that this old Taoist priest was also a person who practiced purification and cultivation.
However, seeing him today, it's clear that the rumors aren't entirely true; he does have a beard!
Qiu Chuji was reprimanding his disciples when he suddenly heard Li Mochou's voice. He turned around and saw Li Mochou, his brows furrowing. Then, seeing Huang Rong beside him, his eyes lit up, and he strode over, asking in a booming voice, "Madam Guo, I received news from our comrades in the south that Jing'er has returned to the Mongols. What exactly happened?"
Although Qiu Chuji in history was the leader of the Taoist movement that surrendered to the Mongols and the Yuan Dynasty, the Qiu Chuji in Jin Yong's novels is definitely a first-rate brave warrior who resisted the Jin and the Yuan.
His early assassination attempt on Prince Wanyan Honglie of the Jin Dynasty led to the massacre of Niujia Village, the separation of the Guo and Yang families, and the deaths of Li Ping and others.
Guo Jing and his mother struggled to survive in Mongolia, while Yang Kang recognized a bandit as his father.
In his later years, he refused to submit to the Mongols, was denounced by the Golden Wheel Monk and implicated in the Quanzhen Sect, and was later burned down by Huo Du at Chongyang Palace. He was quite a man.
Mentioning Guo Jing, Huang Rong's already icy face grew even colder. She snorted and said unhappily, "I'd like to know what happened!"
"I was at home with Fu'er when he suddenly ran back and told me to go back to Peach Blossom Island. He then ran out of Xiangyang City. As a result, all the people in Xiangyang believed this and even took their anger out on Fu'er and me, so we had no choice but to head north."
"You're asking me? I'd like to ask him if he's even considered what to do with Fu'er!"
Qiu Chuji had completely different attitudes towards Yang Kang and Guo Jing. He regarded the former as a disciple, but only taught him a set of Quanzhen sword techniques. He was sincere towards the latter. When he heard Huang Rong speak of Guo Jing in this way, he was naturally filled with anger.
With just a glance, he couldn't see Guo Fu, and the old Taoist's face immediately turned anxious. "You still have a child with you?"
Where are the children?
"Naturally, he's in a safe place," Huang Rong said, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, not very happy. "If Master Qiu has the opportunity, he might as well go to Mongolia to find him and ask him clearly and get to the bottom of things."
"I will."
Seeing Huang Rong's displeasure, Qiu Chuji's voice grew even louder, his face flushed with anger. He glanced at Wei Wu again, but paid him no attention, instead fixing his gaze on Li Mochou's face, and rebuked her: "You defied your master and left the Ancient Tomb for a man, all for him?"
Qiu Chuji pointed at Wei Wu.
Wei Wu raised an eyelid and said, "Put your claws down, or I'll break them."
Qiu Chuji's face turned from red to purple, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He then withdrew his hand, panting heavily as he glared at Li Mochou, as if asking, "Is this the man you've chosen? You rude wretch!"
Li Mochou, holding her sword, said, "You stinking old Taoist priest, what's it to you?"
"I----"
Qiu Chuji was furious. According to seniority, Li Mochou was a third-generation disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect, while he was a second-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. He was Li Mochou's senior uncle. If he hadn't met Li Mochou's master when he went down the mountain, and the master had told him to keep an eye on Li Mochou if he had the chance, he wouldn't have bothered with Li Mochou at all.
Is this the attitude the other party is going to have?
He laughed in anger and said, "Good! Good temper! Do you think the old Taoist priest would care about you if it weren't for your master?"
"Go ahead!"
Qiu Chuji suffered two setbacks in a row, and his eyes were practically blazing with fury. He was already short-tempered, but Li Mochou and Huang Rong were both women and juniors, which made it impossible for him to vent his anger. He was so angry that his insides were burning and his throat was practically steaming.
He flicked his sleeves, ordering his disciples to follow him back to his room, and coldly tossed out a sentence: "Recently, Mongol experts have entered Bianjing, and there's also Wei Yanwang from the south. You lot had better stay inside and avoid going out at night!"