Xie Xie pursed his lips and watched the drama.

The drama Lian was born burly and tall, and because of his perennial practice of swordsmanship, he had a righteous face, so he persuaded Xie Wu to go to the ink with him at this time, so as not to make her a little girl lonely and miserable, etc., it is simply a fist of heart, friendship, and people can't bear to refuse.

Although he still feels that it is difficult for the drama to clear the suspicion of abducting girls.

But...... The ones that the drama company said are really tempting.

She had thought a long time ago that since the Mo family takes it as their mission to oppose the "unjust war" and always gathers disciples to protect the small country, then there should be doctors with them, and with the Mo family's specialization in science and technology, all those doctors should not be weak hands.

It's a pity that she has traveled for four years, but she still hasn't gotten any news from Doctor Mo.

At this time, it was easy to get this opportunity to befriend the ink doctor, and she would never let go.

Although she picked it up in this life, she didn't want to squander it casually, she wanted to do a big thing, which was tantamount to changing her life against the sky - she wanted her name to remain in the history books, even if it was just a small corner.

There is virtue on the Tai, followed by meritorious service, followed by speech, although it has not been abandoned for a long time, this is called three immortals.

Virtue and meritorious service, and the decision to solve worries is taken.

But soon after, the Qin Dynasty burned books and pit Confucianism, leaving only the book of medicine divination and planting trees and the "Qin Ji", and it was too difficult and difficult to pass on the book he wrote.

After thinking about it for a long time, she decided to start with medicine, so it became something she had to do to be a doctor.

"I have been worried for a long time and heard the name of the ink doctor, and I am willing to travel with you." Thinking of this, Xie Xie didn't push back again, and responded very happily.

The drama smiled with his eyebrows, and the joy of picking up a sister diluted the grief of the death of his relatives before, but he still felt piercing when he looked at the white linen clothes that relieved his worries, "My sister is lonely, and I can return to the Mo family with my brother." ”

"Remember." Xie Xie smiled at his worries, anxious to see the doctor Shen, but urged the drama to leave.

Ju Lian rubbed her hair as soft as silk satin, "Today Duanyang, Miluo dragon boat racing, the children of the Mo family are also among them, just go to the water's edge, you will definitely see Yi Shen." ”

Xie Yu's eyes flashed, and he pursed his lips.

Miluo, Dragon Boat, Dragon Boat Festival......

This year was 229 B.C., which was the fiftieth year after Qu Yuan sank the river.

The state of Chu moved its capital to Shouchun, and the capital of Yingdu was abandoned, and the scenery of the wheat show was full of detached millet.

In the following year, King Youwang died, mourned the king's succession, killed the king, the throne was chaotic, and the political situation was turbulent, which was doomed to the collapse of this southern power early.

"Fortunately, Dr. Qu is dead, so you don't have to see those ......," Xie Wu said half-heartedly.

Ju Lian didn't care what she muttered softly, shook her head again and again, pretending to be mysterious, "This dragon boat race without fake customs is not just a sacrifice to the doctor." ”

"And Wu Zixu and Wu Xiangguo?" Xie raised his eyes and raised her thin eyebrows.

After the destruction of Wu State, the people fled into Chu and lived in the area of Wuguan without false pass, so they sacrificed to the soldiers.

The Mo family is known for its chivalry, and it is natural to revere loyal people like Wu Yuan and Qu Yuan, and it is not difficult to guess.

The drama Lian's eyes widened, "My sister is a doctor, Tong Bu Xiaoye?" How can you guess the degree? ”

"Worry is not a witch, but it is very common in the number of days." Xie Wei smiled, and suddenly a thought moved in his heart, if the history recorded in the history books cannot be changed, then ...... If there is no book in the annals of history, can she change it at will?

So can she teach the Mo family to avoid decline on her own, so that she can also have a place to live?

Although the Mo family is called unfriendly and unfilial by Confucianism, she treats people with affection and righteousness, and if she joins the Mo family, she will not be abandoned by other disciples in this life.

Then, as long as she guided the Mo family to avoid those potential dangers based on her familiarity with this period of history, she and many disciples of the Mo family would be able to live safely.

Xie Wei herself couldn't believe that she had such an idea...... Really, very bold.

But it seems, invulnerable?

In her thoughts, her hand was held by a warm and wide hand, and the thin calluses on it grazed her palms, with a bit of affection.

In her previous life, she was used to living alone, and in this life she was four years of wandering, no one believed in it, no one relied on it, and she almost forgot what it was like to be held in the palm of her hand and cared for.

"Brother......" Xie Wei cried slightly, this cry was sincere, and there was no reluctance at all.

The drama paused for a moment, lowered his head and sighed, "Lian has a sister who died at the age of eight." ”

Relieved of worries and silently, no wonder the drama even hoped to "abduct" himself in every possible way, his nose was slightly sour, and he called out glutinously, "Brother." ”

"What?" The drama came back to his senses and pulled her out of the hospital.

Xie Wei smiled, put his face against the back of his slightly rough hand, and rubbed it gently like a kitten, "It's okay." "Just trying to call you......

The guest house where they lived was some distance from the riverbank, and the further they went to the river, the denser the crowd became.

Xie Wei is alone on weekdays, with a petite body, and never crowds into many places to join in the fun, but today there is a drama that is firmly held, and she is not afraid of the crowd that is crowded.

I have to say, it feels so good to have someone covered.

People come and go on the street, because of the festival, the people have changed into delicate and bright clothes, many people have fresh mugwort leaves and iris on the placket, sideburns and hair, and the mud and tamped streets are filled with the fragrance of plants.

There are also zongzi, which are very simple, some use reed leaves, some use basket leaves, and some use lotus leaves to wrap them, all the way to the rich rice fragrance.

The relief of worries only then listened to the drama Lian, the river is turbulent and deep, and Qu Zi's body was not salvaged in the end, but people loved him and built more than ten tombs along the Miluo River overnight.

Now that 50 years have passed, the dragon boat is no longer for salvage, and most of the zongzi wrapped in it are only for human consumption, and are no longer thrown into the river.

"The phoenix is scurrying, the owl is soaring, the Mo evil is blunt, and the lead knife is the cessium." Relieve your worries and sigh.

The bird and phoenix dodge the stream, but the owl soars high in the sky, and the world is known to be rough and blunt, and the lead knife is sharp.

It has the same meaning as "the yellow bell is destroyed and the tile kettle thunders" said in "Buju".

The Warring States period has come to an end, and there are fewer and fewer scholars who "die for their confidants" recorded in the history books, and there are no monarchs who say "although the widow is the death of the country, there is no drum and no column".

In this turbulent era, every morality will be exhausted, and if you want to survive, relying on the ink is indeed the best way.