Against the Current (Simplified Chinese)

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vast expanse of mist hangs in the distance; in what year did a long star fall from the blue sky?

The illusory cliffs and cloud-covered trees, the golden palace of the famous maiden, the ruined palace of the overlord.

The arrow-like wind stings the eyes, the greasy water stains the flowers with a fishy stench. The cries 　　of mandarin ducks

echo, the autumn leaves rustle in the corridor.

In the palace, the King of Wu is intoxicated, while weary travelers from the Five Lakes fish alone to awaken. The vast waves are silent, white hair cannot withstand the green mountains. The water reflects the sky, the high balustrade sends off the chaotic crows, the setting 　　sun sinks on 　　the fishing shore. Calling for wine, let's go to the Qin Terrace, where autumn and clouds are at peace. 　　This poem, "Eight-Tone Ganzhou," is a line from a poem by the Song Dynasty poet Wu Wenying. Now, it is being recited by a young man in brocade robes in a carved courtyard, before a pavilion, his voice soaring and passionate, especially the line "In the palace, the King of Wu is intoxicated..." At the end of the poem, he sighs deeply, the lingering melody echoing. 　　This courtyard is elegant and refined, with carved railings and jade steps. Winter plum blossoms bloom in the garden, their fragrance filling the air. The young man in brocade robes had his hair tied up in a high crown, his eyes were clear and handsome, his eyebrows were arched and his figure was slender. He was undeniably a dashing young gentleman, yet for some reason, his brow was furrowed with worry. 　　"Young Master." A voice came from the inner courtyard. The young man turned around and saw an old servant with white hair approaching . Although the servant had a full head of white hair, he showed no signs of old age; on the contrary , he was full of energy, walking with a vigorous and capable gait. 　　"Uncle Hua." The young man nodded slightly. "Have they all left?" 　　Uncle Hua nodded, a trace of sadness on his face. "Reporting to Young Master, all one hundred men under my command have dispersed . I have already arranged for the steward to distribute the travel expenses. Although they were reluctant, they have already left. Young Master, it is not that this old servant is being nosy, but as the saying goes, 'An army is raised for a thousand days to be used in one.' If we use these men tomorrow, they will be a formidable force." 　　"Is that so?" The young master in brocade robes looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back. "Today I am facing a great calamity, my life hanging by a thread. These men all have families and have followed me for many years. How can I bear to let them die for me? On the contrary, you, Uncle Hua, I have left you enough silver. You should set off for your hometown tonight." 　　Uncle Hua said in a deep voice, "Young Master, I was a wanderer in the martial world years ago. I was saved by the master and have survived for more than twenty years. Although I have not set foot in the martial world for the past twenty years, I have not neglected my skills. Young Master, please do not despise this old man. Let me repay the Fang family's kindness one more time!" His fists were clenched, and he looked very excited. 　　The young man in brocade robes was deeply moved and stepped forward to bow to the old servant, "Uncle Hua, I... thank you very much." 　　It was the third year of the Tianbao era of the Ming Dynasty. The emperor neglected state affairs, the Wei faction held power, and the people suffered greatly. Furthermore, the Eastern and Western Depots and the Embroidered Uniform Guard were everywhere. Any official who expressed dissatisfaction would face confiscation of their property or even execution. For a time, the Wei family's word was law, and no one dared disobey. 　　General Fang Mingguo had repeatedly punished the Wei faction for upholding justice. However, skilled members of the Eastern Depot and the Embroidered Uniform Guard secretly entered his residence at night, accusing him of harboring troublemakers and slandering the court, and had him taken to the Ministry of Justice. Fortunately, Fang Mingguo had served as an official for many years and had many connections; he was spared the death penalty but not escaped punishment, ultimately being exiled to Cangzhou. Even so, he suffered greatly in prison. The injustice was reversed, yet it all seemed justified. 　　Fang Mingguo's nephew, Fang Liangyu, who lived in Luoyang, upon hearing this terrible news, immediately rushed back to his hometown. The general's men had already been either arrested or escaped, leaving only a few loyal followers who scoured the area daily for information. Fang Liangyu, shrewd and decisive, immediately dismissed the crowd while simultaneously preparing an ambush along the prison cart's route to rescue her uncle. 　　Fang Liangyu was deeply moved by Hua Bo's loyalty and was about to offer some heartfelt words when a commotion erupted There was wild laughter, a woman's scream, followed by the clash of weapons, and then a muffled groan—someone was clearly injured. 　　Fang Liangyu and Hua Bo exchanged a glance. "Oh no, the Yan brothers?!" They suddenly sprang to life, rushing outside . The guards today were the Yan brothers, skilled fighters; who could have broken in ? Hua Bo, with his long strides, reached the door in a few strides . 　　Just as he looked around, Fang Liangyu's figure appeared on the other side. Hua Bo was overjoyed. "Young Master, it's been so many years! I never expected your lightness skill to be so agile and graceful. I wonder what kind of skill it is, that it surpasses even my 'Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada' technique." 　　A man in the center of the arena was engaged in a fierce fight with the Yan brothers, who were guarding him. The man had a stubble beard, wore an embroidered blue robe, and held a small iron fan. He fought the Yan brothers' twin swords with ease. The eldest Yan brother had a small hole in his arm, and blood was gushing out. But the Yan brothers fought like mad tigers, risking their lives. 　　The man, even in the midst of the fight, couldn't resist uttering cold words: "Why are you two boys fighting so desperately? This girl isn't your mother. What's wrong with letting me play with her?" This remark elicited wild laughter from the two men behind him. One of them was around forty years old, with a weasel-like face and shifty eyes. Another burly man had a young maidservant, about sixteen or seventeen years old, in a blue dress, in his arms. The maidservant, presumably immobilized by pressure points, lay limp in his embrace, her eyes pleading with shame and indignation. 　　"Since your Fang family is finished anyway, why not go and have some fun with us, the 'Three Heroes of Bliss'? Haha!" In his smugness, the burly man kissed the maidservant several times on the cheek. "This little girl looks charming and adorable; she'll be enough for us three heroes to pamper!" 　　The Three Heroes of Bliss were underworld figures in the martial arts world of Hunan and Hubei, committing all sorts of crimes, from rape and kidnapping to other atrocities. After joining the Western Depot, they became even more ruthless. The burly man, Jin Huihui, possessed a martial arts skill that was nine-tenths perfect; his entire body, except for the "Zhihai" acupoint 　　an inch below his navel , was completely immune to swords and blades. The second brother, Jia Zhi, was utterly unambitious and only interested in women. It was his suggestion that they come; since the General was already under arrest, there was no one in charge of the household, so they could take whatever they wanted – gold 　　, silver, and beautiful women. The third brother, Teng Ba Hai, was the most skilled in martial arts, considered himself a womanizer, and liked to use a fan as a weapon. "Who do we have here? It's the scum of the martial world, the lackeys of the Western Depot, the lowlifes of the two lakes, the 'Three Dogs of Bliss'!" The voice clearly reached everyone's ears, startling them all. 　　The burly man, Jin Huihui, finally noticed the young man in brocade robes. "Who are you? Don't you value your life?!" 　　Fang Liangyu sneered, "You dare to cause trouble at the Fang family if you don't recognize me? Put the person down obediently and cut your own throat."

"If you lose your arm, I'll spare your dog's life!" The burly man

, Jin Huihui, was startled upon hearing this. He looked Fang Liangyu up and down, then suddenly remembered someone and gasped

, "You could be..."

The weasel-faced second brother, Jia Zhi, drew a large ghost-headed dagger from his waist. "Who cares who he is? Anyone who dares to

act arrogantly in front of our West Depot, I'll cripple him with one strike!"

The burly man released the maidservant and grabbed Jia Zhi by the collar, slapping him

five times repeatedly. "Bastard! You don't even recognize 'Lord Wen of the Sword' Fang Gongzi? I'll wake you up, you blind fool

!" After saying that, he called out, "Third brother, stop hitting him! Hey, come back quickly!" He fell to

his with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly, "Young Master Fang, please forgive my blindness, I've made a fool of myself, like trying to teach a master craftsman

to use his axe..." He was clearly terrified.

Jia Zhi looked bewildered, but he understood clearly, "Bie-jian-wen-hou!"

—Bie-jian-wen-hou, a master swordsman with unpredictable swordsmanship and exceptional martial arts skills. Gentle to friends, ruthless to enemies. He once

slaughtered the three elders of the number one underworld gang, "Blood Killing Gate," in one night, and wiped out the seven leaders of the Evil Tiger Stronghold. He hated evil as if it were his enemy, and

this was Fang Liangyu before him.

Tengba Hai, still not understanding the situation, shouted, "I'm about to kill these two brats. Almost done, almost

over !"

Just as he was shouting, a deep voice said, "Let's see who's finished!" A figure soared from the rooftop,

like a giant owl, creating a whirlpool as it charged into the battle. Before Tengba Hai could react, the figure descended,

striking with a palm. Tengba Hai, using his "playing the pipa" technique to force back the Yan brothers, then "pointing to the sky and drawing lines on the ground," raised the tip of his iron

fan to meet the attack. Without hesitation, the palm struck the fan, a powerful force sending the handle crashing

back and striking Tengba Hai in the chest, piercing his body!

The figure spun in the air, then lunged at the second brother, Jia Zhi. With a shout, Jia Zhi's ghost-headed saber was swept into

the air, and when it fell, it was bent and deformed beyond recognition. Jia Zhi was already gushing blood, clearly beyond

saving.

"Oh dear, it's the Vermilion Bird!" Amidst the eerie scream, Jin Huihui was terrified. He turned around and charged out

. The figure, like a leech, relentlessly pursued him, striking him three times from behind. Jin Huihui ran a hundred meters, blood streaming from his eyes

and mouth . Even with a body of steel, these three blows ruptured his internal organs!

The figure then came to a stop, revealing himself to be a young man with a bright and cheerful face.

One would never guess that he had so quickly eliminated the three notorious figures of the underworld. The man

bowed to Fang Liangyu, "I was careless and allowed such villains to cause trouble in the Fang residence. Please forgive me, Brother Fang!"

Uncle Hua nodded and smiled, and Fang Liangyu was overjoyed, "Haha, you've finally arrived, Ya Xin!" "

—"Vermilion Bird" Fei Yaxin was the protector Fang Liangyu had arranged to be in charge of security at the Fang residence.

Fei Yaxin raised his head, "Brother Fang, I have already learned that tomorrow morning, the Eastern Depot's forces will be escorting

prison carts to Anran City. They will definitely arrive at Demon Suppression Valley around noon

. As long as we prepare an ambush in Demon Suppression Valley according to the original plan, they will definitely be caught off guard!"

Fang Liangyu nodded, "That's excellent. Do you know who they are?"

"I have already learned that this time it is Tian Fanlang, the head of the Eastern Depot, who is escorting them."

"'Tianlang Fanyun' Tian Fanlang? Since he is here, his eighteen iron cavalrymen will definitely follow!"

Fang Liangyu frowned, "One of the three great masters of the Eastern Depot has already come, but where are the other two?"

Hua Bo laughed heartily, "Young Master, why are you worried? We will all go together and kill them without leaving a single survivor!" Fang

Liangyu said seriously, "Hua Bo, you don't travel the martial world, so you don't know how formidable these three are!" Rumors circulated

that the three leaders of the Eastern Depot were all incredibly powerful and ruthless. Even with the combined

strength of my 'Fengzhu Forest' ambush experts, we wouldn't stand a chance of victory if all three attacked together!

Uncle Hua also recalled these rumors. These three villains had roamed the martial world for ten years, slaughtering countless people and

stirring up a bloodbath, yet because they held the official position of Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, no one dared to provoke them. He gritted his teeth and said, "Even if we have no

chance of winning , we must fight to the death!"

"Well said!" Fang Liangyu clapped her hands. "Uncle Hua is truly shrewd and experienced. We've outmaneuvered them;

tomorrow we'll have a real showdown!"

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