Chapter 164: Letters from Jinshan Temple
But it was very reasonable to do it as an official. Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath. He was a small man, so why should he be afraid of rumors!

"Xiao Feng! You have made such great contributions to the Song Dynasty! A high position and generous salary are just around the corner!"

Murong Ji snorted coldly. This man had vicious intentions and was deliberately bullying Qiao Feng.

In the Liao Kingdom, Qiao Feng was the King of Beiyuan. Now he has rebelled against Liao and returned to Song. What position will the Song Dynasty give Qiao Feng?
Judging from the style of the officials of the Song Dynasty, I am afraid that Qiao Feng would die unclearly.

Looking around, Yelu Hongji had already entered the front army formation, immediately drew the bow and aimed at his back.

Yu Guangchu was looking at Qiao Feng. He wanted Qiao Feng's last moments to be clean.

"Ouch!"

The last move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, "The Dragon Will Regret", surrounded Qiao Feng with energetic energy. The huge palm force directly penetrated his heart, causing blood to spurt out. He stood still for a moment and then fell down.

Murong Ji sighed inwardly, [Brother Qiao, farewell! ]

"Yelü Hongji, when you first became sworn brothers, you said you would live and die together. Now that Qiao Feng is dead, I will send you off right away!"

Murong Ji's voice was very low. He was speaking to himself, just to find an excuse for himself.

"call out!"

An arrow was shot out, as fast as lightning. This bow and arrow was indeed a magic weapon. This arrow almost drained half of his internal strength.

The sudden withdrawal of such tremendous internal force was like taking away half of Murong Ji's life, as if he was extremely hungry. He couldn't lift a single muscle in his body, and his blood sugar level was so low that he felt dizzy.

He slowed down and looked up at Yelu Hongji, who had fallen in the army formation. After a closer look, he confirmed that it was the case and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The place was crowded and noisy, and the death of Qiao Feng attracted everyone's attention.

Almost no one here noticed that Yelu Hongji was shot to death by an arrow, except for a Jurchen boy and Deng Baichuan.

Murong Ji jumped down, threw the bow and arrow to Deng Baichuan, and hurried towards Qiao Feng.

"Brother Qiao!"

When he got closer, he saw that Qiao Feng was still holding on to his last breath, as if he was waiting for him to come.

"Ahem." Qiao Feng coughed, but his blood was mixed with pieces of internal organs. "Brother, tell me honestly, how is my eldest brother?"

Murong Ji was startled and looked up. This position happened to allow him to see the place where he drew his bow and shot arrows.

His mind went blank in an instant, his face turned pale, he glanced at Duan Yu and Xu Zhu, and remained silent for a long time.

Then he said, "Brother, I don't know how Yelu Hongji is doing now. No news has come yet. If I'm right, he is already dead."

Qiao Feng was trembling all over, not sure if it was because of anger or...

"Ahem! This is your plan! Murong Ji! You..." His voice broke, and he almost lost his breath. He asked weakly, "Why? You are putting me, Qiao Feng, in an unjust position!"

Murong Ji remained silent. He didn't know how to explain. He looked into Qiao Feng's eyes and said word by word, "Brother, have you been to Chang'an?"

Without waiting for Qiao Feng to answer, Murong Ji continued, "The peaks and ridges are like a gathering, the waves are like raging, and the mountains and rivers are the Tongguan Road."

"Looking at the Western Capital, I am hesitant. Saddened by the places where the Qin and Han dynasties passed, all the palaces have turned to dust. When the country prospers, the people suffer; when it perishes, the people suffer!"

After finishing the poem, Murong Ji remained silent, as if he had nothing to say.

In his previous life, he was from Hebei. Hebei people have mixed blood, including Han people from Shandong, Hu people, Khitan people, and in the future there may be Jurchen people and Mongolians...

Whenever there is war, the people of Hebei are always the first to die...

Outside Yanmen Pass, corpses floated for thousands of miles, but inside Yanmen Pass, people were singing and dancing, and the country was prosperous and happy! Then he lamented, "It is unbearable to look back, under the Buddhist temple, there was a sound of crows and drums."

What did you say.

Talk about the descendants of Zhezong? Talk about the Jingkang Shame? Talk about the unjust case of Yue Fei? Talk about the Central Plains being occupied by foreign races for a hundred years?

Murong Ji looked into Qiao Feng's eyes and finally said, "Brother, I have no regrets..."

Qiao Feng is dead.

Murong Ji didn't know whether he understood or not, but it didn't matter anymore.

He does not have that much chivalry, nor that much passion to pour out. Born in the future, he can see the events and tragedies of this era as stories.

However, being born in this era and watching the country fall into ruin, he could not lie in Gusu calmly and comfortably.

The gate of Yanmen Pass opened, and countless martial arts masters entered Guanzhong, and the matter came to an end.

For Murong Ji, things have just begun.

When they were about to collect Qiao Feng's body, someone shouted, "That girl jumped off the cliff holding Qiao Feng's body!"

Murong Ji's face turned pale and gloomy. He turned around and saw only a shadow.

Really? They didn't even leave a complete body for Qiao Feng? ! !
He jumped down and gave chase.

There is a difference between lightness skill and falling off a cliff. Murong Ji could only see the shadows of the two people getting smaller and smaller.

By the time he fell to the bottom of the cliff, all that was left of the two men was a pool of rotten flesh.

He couldn't explain the feeling in his heart. Standing next to the corpse, there was endless silence.

When Xu Zhu and Duan Yu came down, the three of them looked at each other in silence.

Finally, it was Duan Yu who spoke, "Brother Murong, you are doing this and putting Brother Qiao in an unjust position! Don't you have anything to say?" Murong Ji knew that Duan Yu was giving him a chance to explain, and he might just believe it if he made up a reason.

But the problem is, the thing has been done, so there is no need to explain it.

He shook his head and said no more.

"In this case, I, Duan Yu, and you, Murong Ji, have nothing more to say. You and I are strangers from now on..." Duan Yu lifted up his robe and slapped it hard.

Let the hem of the dress fall in front of Murong Ji.

Xu Zhu hesitated for a moment, then imitated him and tore off his robe, saying, "I will move out of Lingjiu Palace."

Murong Ji nodded, still remaining silent.

He once asked Su Shi a question: Between the New Party and the Old Party, what was Su Shi's mentality to offend both sides?
He replied, 'A person's origin determines his position, and he should be loyal to his position.'

It's very helpless. The Su family has been a New Party faction since Su Xun.

Murong Ji found it hard to believe that these words came from Su Shi's mouth. But then, Su Shi added, "If your position conflicts with your conscience, choose your conscience."

Murong Ji watched as the people from Dali put Qiao Feng into a coffin, carried him to the top of the cliff, and then pulled him into Yanmen Pass.

Watching their backs going away, I knew in my heart that I didn't know when we would meet again.

Murong Ji walked into the room, looking very tired. Not long after he sat down, Deng Baichuan hurried in with an arrow.

"Master, look!"

Murong Ji took it and looked at it. There was still some dirt on the arrow, obviously it had just been dug out of the ground.

After a careful inspection, I found that there was no blood on the arrow!
Murong Ji frowned tightly and recalled the scene carefully. He was sure that his sword had definitely hit the target!

It passes through the body, there is nothing wrong with that.

"Send someone to get the news and tell General Zhong and General Yang to be careful."

"Yes!"

Mid-October of the eighth year of Yuanyou.

Emperor Daozong of Liao, Yelu Hongji, led an army to attack Song in order to resolve the crisis of Western Xia. However, he was shot dead by Murong Ji with an arrow, and the three armies were in chaos.

Later, he was besieged in front of Yanmen Pass by the troops of Zhong Shizhong and Yang Banghuai, who defeated the Liao army and caused countless soldiers to escape.

At the end of November of the same year, Emperor Zhao Xu issued an edict, appointing Zhong Shidao as commander-in-chief, Cao You and Zhe Kexing as deputy commanders, and marching to Western Xia.

At the end of the year, they captured Yinchuan and Pingxia cities and recovered the Qingtang area.

In April of the ninth year of Yuanyou, Zhao Xu officially took power and changed the reign title to Shaosheng.

In July of the first year of Shaosheng, Zhong Shidao led his army to defeat Western Xia, killed Empress Dowager Xiaoliang in battle, and captured Li Qianshun alive.

In late July, Zhao Xu ordered the implementation of the Yuanfeng New Law, dismissed the old party prime ministers Fan Chunren, Lu Dafang and others, and resolutely appointed new party members such as Zhang Dun and Zeng Bu.

Different from the history that Murong Ji was familiar with in his previous life, perhaps because Western Xia was destroyed ahead of time, Su Shi was very successful in the Censorate (spit), and was scolded a lot, and even the ancestral temple of the Su family was implicated.

In the past, Su Shi was often heard scolding the imperial envoys, but now he himself has become the imperial envoy.

A year later, after Murong Ji had fought a life-and-death battle with the martial arts circles of Western Xia, Tubo, and Liao, he led the Imperial City Bureau and the Murong family, and followed Zhong Shidao to the capital.

He also saw his adopted son, who was one year old and had no name yet. Murong Ji thought about it and decided to name him Xuan.

Murong Xuan.

[As long as I take that step, the Murong family will truly become a mysterious sect. ]

The fifth year of Shaosheng passed quickly, and Zhezong Zhao Xu's cause of revival was in full swing. He purchased horses, stored food, trained soldiers, and planned to gather all his strength to deal a heavy blow to Emperor Tianzuo in the north.

At the beginning of the second year of Yuanfu, Duan Zhengming of Dali abdicated and formally became a monk at Tianlong Temple. Duan Zhengchun took the throne and set the reign title, Kaiming.

Murong Ji checked the health of Emperor Zhezong and found that he did not have much internal energy, but if he was healthy, he could live to be sixty or seventy years old.

In May, the monks from Jinshan Temple brought a letter saying that Shi Yuan was critically ill.

Murong Ji sat in the duty room in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a long time. To him, Shi Leyuan was a beacon, although his current cultivation level had already far surpassed him.

But in terms of realm, he is still guiding his way forward.

Although in Su Shi's words, he was a monk who had not learned enough.

Today, the Song Dynasty is a thriving country. Although Wang Anshi's reforms have many flaws, the officials of the Song Dynasty still have the ability to find and fill in the gaps.

In addition, Murong Ji's strong pressure and attack from the Imperial City Bureau have achieved remarkable results. Things are on the right track, and it doesn't matter whether Murong Ji is there or not.

The next day, Murong Ji resigned. Zhezong was silent for a long time and tried to persuade him to stay. When he was sure that Murong Ji was determined, he thought of a compromise.

Remain in office.

That night, he took his family, including Su Shi, who had taken a vacation, to Jinshan Temple. After many twists and turns, Murong Ji never knew when Shi Leyuan became the abbot of Jinshan Temple.

"Boy, are you just going to resign like that? Aren't you afraid that those officials you killed or offended will cause trouble for you?"

(End of this chapter)