Roadside Swordfight
The journey to Yangzhou proves relatively uneventful. You take the time to practice with Guo Fu and Master Zhang, broadening your martial arts base. The art of Taiji fits in well with your ability to separate your chaotic qi, and soon you have absorbed all that Guo Fu can impart to you. The rest would have to come from your own experiences and understanding. The others had not been idle, either. Xuezi had decided to throw out a few tidbits of information from her repository of knowledge; she’s been in a good mood for a while now. Qilin, Cao’er and Yunzi each learned a close combat technique from her. Yifang studied the Yuhe Finger with her sister, while Lingshu adapted the Minamoto sword technique with your help. It would still be more efficient with an actual wodao, but it was sufficient for her needs as a secondary sword style to complement her own techniques. Armaiti had borrowed one of Xuxian’s notes from you, practicing the Yiyang Finger.
***
On the way, you had expected Zuo Qingfeng and You Lanhai to attack again, but surprisingly enough, they do not appear. Perhaps they are waiting for the Ten Swords Conference. You take the chance to ask Shun and Gao Ying about them, and if they had heard anything from Chief Jiang regarding the child hostages.
“He is still working on it,” says Gao Ying. “Though the constables have managed to identify the location of the children, retrieving them is a different matter. They are being kept in the Zhang mansion itself, in Chang’an. It will not be an easy task.”
“The constables do have the clout to storm the place and generally make a mess of things. I arranged it so that they would have that power from a legal perspective,” quips Shun, “but I think if hostages are at stake, we must tread more carefully. I am on the verge of getting their patron Grand Eunuch under my thumb, as with all the others. Don’t worry, Jing. We will succeed.”
You raise an eyebrow. “Should you be out here gallivanting in the countryside, then, Your Majesty?”
“I have to pay attention to my personal power once in a while, you know. Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong, was an exemplary general and warrior himself. The nobles respect power at the end of a sword. Given that the influence of martial arts has only expanded over the years, it behooves me to take an interest in any important jianghu events… particularly ones that might ill influence the state of the nation.” He chuckles. “Really, it’s a wonder I don’t worry more about one of these people who can single-handedly destroy entire companies of soldiers suddenly deciding to overthrow me and put my head on the palace walls.”
“This is why we make alliances and create contingency plans, Your Majesty.” Gao Ying bows his head.
“Besides, anyone coming after you would have to go through me first, Shun,” you say brightly.
“The sentiment is appreciated, but you can’t be by my side all the time now, can you? What with the Fire Temple and all,” Shun smiles at you slyly.
“Yes, there’s that… wait, when did you find out?”
“It was pretty obvious to me. No matter. If we play our cards right, I can declare a general amnesty for the Fire Temple. They too can be of use. Just stay sharp for any opportunities to serve the country and I’ll have my excuse,” he grins.
***
It was not long after that, that you received a pigeon from the Fire Temple in response to your letter. You decided to open it together with Yunzi and Armaiti.
“It’s smudged,” mutters Armaiti. “It looks like someone spilled wine all over it.”
“Well, parts of it are still readable, at least,” says Yunzi. “Now, let’s see…”
From what you could make out of the letter, the Amesha Spenta back at the temple are quite pleased that you had found the Holy Maiden and established ties with Shaolin. ‘When the time is right, strike while their back is turned, Lord Xu,’ suggests Manah. There is also a bit about Kunlun’s fire medicine that you cannot fully understand thanks to the smudges, but it seems that they have made some headway there. Finally, at the very end of the letter, there is a strongly worded reminder from Haurvatat that the Holy Maiden must remain chaste until the night of the wedding, and Ameretat has added a scribble saying that should the Fire Lord feel any uncontrollable urges, he should feel free to break in the Amesha of Earth instead.
Yunzi rips up the letter and lights it on fire, and Armaiti helps her bury the ashes in the ground.
***
A few hours away from the city, Guo Fu and his family depart your company temporarily: they are to meet up with his Wudang brethren at Shijie Village before entering Yangzhou. Seeing him off, the rest of you press on. It does not take long, however, before you have an encounter that feels rather random to you. Hearing the sounds of fighting coming from ahead of you, you gesture at Shun to stay where he is while you head cautiously towards the battle.
It is Taishan. You recognize the leader of Taishan, Su Cheng; he is engaged in battle along with one of his disciples against a swordsman wearing a painted opera mask. Behind them, the Taishan Seven are watching the fight nervously. What draws your attention most, however, is the slim, blood-red sword of the masked man.
“That would be the Chixiao Sword,” says Master Zhang as he echoes your thoughts. “And that Taishan disciple is wielding the Tai’e Sword,” he continues, pointing out the bronze-coloured blade forged in a classical style.
“I would have thought that the master would have been wielding it.”
“Perhaps he has his reasons… but that does not matter.” Master Zhang’s lips widen in a smile as he watches the fierce swordfight. “Which one of us should take this round?”
“Are you that interested, master?” Looking more closely at the masked man, you ask, “Could that sheathed sword be another of the Great Swords?”
“It seems likely, but we will not know which it is until it is drawn. Well, standing here just talking is beginning to bore me. What will you do, my disciple?”
“Are you really willing to let me take this fight?”
“I can wait for the main dish. I am a patient man.” He is probably talking about the Sword Saint, who is likely the only person among the Ten Swords that can pique Master Zhang’s interest. “Still,” he continues, “if you want to take this fight, I have one condition.”
“Another one of your lessons, master?”
“Use only your Yuchang Sword in the battle, and only the sword techniques you have learnt. That is all.”
It looks like he wants you to test your sword skills in a real fight. “What if I get pressured and accidentally use another move?”
“There will be punishment,” he states simply. “But I do not expect that to happen with your current level of ability.”
He may be taking things a bit too lightly: down there is a master of one of the Eight Sects, a disciple who he has deemed worthy of wielding the sect’s treasure, as well as a swordsman who could fend them both off. Besides that, the Taishan Seven are also waiting in the wings. It is not a very safe situation. In fact, the rest of your companions seem content to wait it out, except for Yifang and Lingshu, who seem to want to help the Taishan pugilists as an orthodox knee-jerk reflex, and Yunzi, who is tapping her foot impatiently.
***
A. You back out and let Master Zhang handle it. You’d like to see him cut loose once in a while, and it’s likely to end up with him claiming whatever Great Swords they have from their mutilated corpses. Of course, your reputation with your companions is not likely to be improved by this action, but you think it is worth it.
***
B. You enter the fight on the side of the Taishan pugilists. Perhaps this could be a chance for you to repair your relationship with them.
C. You enter the fight on the side of the masked man. You have no love for the orthodox sects, and it is two-on-one at the moment.
D. You enter the fight to mess with the both of them. If you are going to fight, you might as well really challenge yourself at the same time.
E. You call on Yifang and Lingshu to side with the Taishan pugilists, while you and Yunzi will join and try to side with the masked man just for the kick of it.
1. You use Wuxiang Qiankun.
2. You don’t use Wuxiang Qiankun.