The Legend of the Condor Heroes: Starting from the Bodyguard

Chapter 308 Huang Rong Shows Off Her Singing Voice, Brocade-Clad Warriors Search for the Dragon Girl

The dirt road winds through the forest, leading to the mountain path of Funiu Mountain.

Now, under Huang Rong's guidance, and with the help of hundreds of foot soldiers who are either cutting down trees or transplanting plants, the entire forest has undergone a dramatic transformation.

"Zhou Yan, why don't you try walking around?"

Huang Rong stood on the hilltop, mustered her inner strength, and shouted to Zhou Yan.

"it is good!"

The forest between Zhou Yan and Huang Rong was seven or eight miles wide. According to his usual walking pace, he could reach them in half an incense stick's time. He stepped into the forest with curiosity.

After walking for a while, he noticed that the light and shadows were getting dimmer and dimmer. The road suddenly became winding and twisting. He felt that the size of the trees around him seemed familiar. He was stunned at first, then laughed when he realized what was happening and returned to where he started.

Huang Rong's Five Elements techniques were merely a smattering of Huang Yaoshi's knowledge. This formation, compared to those deployed in Hundred Herbs Valley and Ganzhou, was several times more complex and varied. I couldn't even find a way out. If Huang Yaoshi were to deploy a formation, how magnificent and fantastical it would be! Zhou Yan sighed, looking up. He could vaguely see Huang Rong standing on the hilltop, now dressed in women's clothing, wearing a white dress. He pinpointed her location and continued forward. After a while, when he looked at Huang Rong again, she had vanished. He continued walking, and Huang Rong's figure appeared in front of him, then suddenly behind him. Soon after, she disappeared again.

"Go diagonally to the right." Huang Rong's clear voice suddenly rang out. She stepped out from behind an old tree and said, "After counting to seventeen steps, take eight steps to the left, then thirteen steps diagonally to the right..."

Zhou Yan memorized them one by one, and said as he walked forward, "It feels much more profound than the magic array you deployed in Hundred Herbs Valley."

Huang Rong smiled and said, "Of course, I've also learned some things from my father, and we have enough manpower to deploy as we please."

“If we set up some traps inside this formation, it should be able to trap and kill quite a few people.” Huang Rong clapped her hands. “Good idea. Many of the villagers are hunters. I’ll explain the formation’s principles to Sister Yang later and have her bring some people over to set some up.”

"Ok!"

As the two walked through the woods, a song suddenly escaped Huang Rong's lips: "The frost chills the curtains. The moon is protected by light clouds, and the tender ice is still thin. The stream reflects her dressing up. I imagine her applying powder with fragrance, a beauty difficult to imitate. Her jade-like skin is slender, further accentuated by layers of silk. Leaning against the east wind, her smile is enchanting, making all the flowers blush with shame."

Zhou Yan was a little dazed. In the world of Legend of the Condor Heroes, Huang Rong's singing voice was undoubtedly exceptional. He had known Huang Rong for almost three years, and this was the first time he had heard her sing.

"Loneliness! Where is my homeland? The gardens after the snow, the pavilions by the water. The old promise of the Jade Pool, to whom can I entrust the unicorn and the wild goose? The butterflies only know how to seek flowers and willows, blooming all over the southern branches without them noticing. But I am heartbroken, in the cold twilight, with the sound of a few bugles."

When Huang Rong sang the second half of the song, Zhou Yan felt that her voice was clear, delicate, and melodious. He couldn't help but feel his heart flutter and his mind wander, and he was completely captivated.

"Do you know this word?" Huang Rong asked suddenly, her voice lowered.

"It belongs to Lord Xin."

“Yes, I knew this phrase when I was on Peach Blossom Island. My father often said that after General Yue was murdered and General Han died in grief and indignation, only Lord Xin was still trying to recover the lost territory.” As Huang Rong said this, she suddenly smiled and said, “Now there is one more person.”

"I can't compare to Lord Xin and the others."

“Of course, they want to reclaim lost territory, but they are still loyal to the Lin’an court. What you and Sister Yang are doing now is much more impressive than them, it’s rebellion!” Huang Rong laughed like a silver bell. “Father will probably like what you’re doing.”

"You are so smart."

Huang Rong pouted: "This is nothing. Sister Yang not only resisted the Jin, but also fought against the troops in Lin'an. You still look down on the Mongols. In the future, you will only have one path: rebellion."

Zhou Yan chuckled.

"I guessed right, didn't I?" Huang Rong put her hands behind her back, turned around triumphantly, and her white skirt billowed up like a blooming white lotus. "Anyway, now Father is at ease letting me play outside. There's plenty of time to see what you'll do next."

"Aren't you going back to Peach Blossom Island?"

"Of course I'll visit Father often, but I'll be out most of the time. There are so many fun things to do. When will the Fire-Worker Monk attack Shaolin Temple, or when will Shaolin Temple besiege the Vajra Gate and rescue the monks from the Western Regions Shaolin? When will the White Lotus Sect and Manichaeism rebel? When will Hong Qigong seek revenge on Ouyang Feng and the Fire-Worker Monk? By the way, where are you going next?"

"In Jingzhou, how's the meeting between Chief Hong and Zhang Sanqiang going?"

"Let's go together."

"can."

When do we depart?

"Why don't we wait until you've finished setting up the magic array?"

"The project in Tongbai Mountain can be completed in four or five days."

"Then four days from now." "Okay."

As they spoke, Zhou Yan's vision suddenly opened up, and they had already left the forest magic array. The two mounted their horses and headed towards the mountain stronghold. Huang Rong was in a good mood, and her melodious singing voice rang out again, "Do not listen to the sound of rain pattering through the trees, why not sing and stroll leisurely..."

But it was a song Zhou Yan knew all too well, "Ding Feng Bo".

……

As the sun sets, night falls.

The lights in the city of Lin'an gathered into a long, flowing stream of fire, crisscrossing and outlining the city's bustling scene in this late autumn night.

The Imperial City Guard wields immense power, overseeing both palace security and intelligence gathering.

The positions of Chief Administrator, Assistant Administrator, Cadre, and Courier were established.

The Jinyimen (Imperial Guards) that Zhou Yan encountered in Zhongdu were the same fast-moving officers, and the ones who surrounded and captured Zhang Sanqiang at the "Drunken Immortal Pavilion" in Xiangyang were also the fast-moving officers of the Imperial City Guard.
In the Legend of the Condor Heroes, Shi Yanming, who chased after Qu Lingfeng and died with him in Niujia Village, was a martial arts doctor, but in reality, he was the Chief of the Imperial City Guard.

The study was filled with ancient books, the desks were simple and unadorned, the eaves were carved, and the room was decorated with rich gold and silver artifacts.

Two Imperial City Guards quickly crossed the courtyard and stood under the eaves of the study, bowing respectfully: "Prime Minister!"

"come in!"

Everyone knows that the man in the study is called the Prime Minister, and the other party is Shi Miyuan.

In the Legend of the Condor Heroes, Yang Kang once asked Mu Nianci to find the treacherous minister Shi Miyuan.

Both men were known to be quite handsome; one had a fair complexion, sharply defined cheeks, and a hooked nose. The other was strikingly handsome and appeared to be around thirty years old.

The two officials entered the room and bowed. Shi Miyuan said, "Zhang Sanqiang of the Manichaeism sect once appeared in Jingzhou. Recently, Manichaeism and the White Lotus sect have been active in Jingzhou and Xiangyang. You should go and investigate."

Shi Miyuan took out a letter without sealing wax: "There is some information in here. Read it carefully. After you have investigated Zhang Sanqiang's whereabouts, you can go to Zhongdu to look for the people mentioned in the letter. Take more men with you."

"Your humble servant obeys." The burly, hook-nosed, and forty-year-old chieftain stepped forward and accepted the letter with both hands.

"Go down."

"I resign from my humble position!"

The two officials walked through the corridors and buildings, and after leaving the Prime Minister's residence, the handsome official asked, "Lord Li, may we now read the letters?"

“Of course.” Li Duzhi opened the letter and read it word by word, his expression growing increasingly solemn. He then handed the letter to the handsome Duzhi.

The man read the letter and let out a soft sigh.

The Prime Minister is looking for two people.

One of them was named Zhang Taiyue. The other was a baby girl, who, according to the letter, should be six or seven years old now.

"Lord Li, you have a wide circle of friends, have you ever heard of Zhang Taiyue?"

Li Duzhi: "No, but several fast messengers from the Imperial City Guard went missing in Zhongdu, which is probably related to this person."

"What is the origin of this Taiyue? Why is it worth the Prime Minister treating it with such care?"

"Since we have been valued and promoted by the Prime Minister, we should just focus on doing our jobs well and not inquire about anything else."

"Lord Li is right."

"Let's go, take stock of our men, and leave the city tonight."

"okay"

The two traveled onward until they reached the Imperial City Guard. There, they gathered over seventy skilled warriors, rode swift horses out of the city, and headed straight for Jingzhou.

(End of this chapter)