You give me back a truth, I give you back a country! This is Qiao Yue's promise in her heart after seeing Liu Xiang's resolute departure.

She knew how much perseverance Liu Xiang needed to do this, she knew that Liu Xiang would face the danger of being embattled after giving up like this, Zhang Meng, who held 200,000 defenders in the Southern Regions, would not believe in him again, the prince, this conspiracy that had not yet begun had already caused Zhang Meng to suffer heavy losses.

Qiao Yue was so confused by the mushrooms in the woods that she forgot the time, when she walked out of the woods, it was already around the early morning of the next day, and there was a strong smell of burning floating everywhere in the air, I have to say that the efficiency of the people was even more efficient than that of the government, and the gods of Shenzhaotang must have been hit by the destruction of the miè style, and if they want to gain a firm foothold on the territory of Changzhou Mansion again, I don't know how many years of words and deeds and countless fires they will need.

From this forest to the west, along the official road until dawn, they arrived at the edge of the Shunjiang River, and they still didn't see the shadows of Liu Xiang and Jiulan, and I don't know if they had crossed the river.

Tonight, the people of the entire Changzhou Mansion did not sleep, they have been walking along the official road, and every time they pass by a village, they can always see the people in a hurry holding the hoe tightly in their hands, and everyone's face is full of hatred and anger, no one pays attention to Qiao Yue, a woman walking on the road late at night, because everyone is running endlessly tonight, and the official road is actually very lively.

Geng Huyuan and his two entourages have prepared a small boat and waited by the river for a long time according to the agreement, and from here they can get on the boat, as long as they cross the Shunjiang River, go ashore from the mouth of the Shunjiang River on the opposite side, and then take a carriage and walk for a day and a half to return to Ningzhou City.

When he saw Qiao Yue appear by the river alone, Geng Huyuan looked left and right for a long time before asking, "Miss, what about them?" Where did it go? ”

They? Naturally, it refers to Liu Xiang and Jiulan.

Qiao Yue squinted her eyes and glanced at the slowly rising sun, the river was sparkling, and the river breeze was blowing in her face, compared to when she came ashore from here three days ago, the river water had receded a lot, this is not a good phenomenon, even a big river like Shunjiang has become clear, which means that the upper reaches of the river and the very wide place have not rained for a long time, otherwise the river water will not be so clear.

Anyone who has planted the land knows that if there is no rain for a long time in April, the farmer in the field will be miserable, and if he works for another ten days, I don't know how many people will starve to death this year, and such a catastrophe as famine will always happen every ten or twenty years.

Qiao Yue felt a faint sadness in her heart inexplicably, and she said, "Let's go, they won't come." ”

Geng Huyuan carefully helped Qiao Yue get on the boat, and carefully installed a stool in the middle of the boat, which would be much more comfortable.

Geng Huyuan waved his hand, and the two subordinates behind him skillfully rowed the oars.

The bottom of the boat breaks through the clear water surface and moves forward rapidly, with a long string of bubbles on both sides, smooth and clear like a pearl, shining with the light of the sun, shining, the pearl rolls, there is a fall into the river and disappears, don't be a beauty, facing the river breeze, if there is a lotus flower full of rivers again, the green willows on both sides of the bank hang low, maybe it is the feeling of boating in the South Lake.

Thinking of Nanhu and agreeing that the fat girl would go boating on Nanhu, Qiao Yue thought in her heart, she must fulfill the little girl's wish when she goes back this time.

Soon, the river that was only more than two miles wide slipped over after a while, but when I was about to reach the mouth of the Shunjiang River, there was a big building boat in front of me, about 20 zhang long, up and down three floors, and I could hear the soft sound of the piano from above.

When I got closer, I could see five or six scantily clad women dancing to the soft sound of the piano on the top deck.

In the middle sat a young man dressed in rich clothes, too far away to see what he looked like, but he didn't look at the dancing woman in front of him, but leaned back on the chair to sleep with half-squinted eyes, and next to him there was a young woman who peeled grapes and threw them into his mouth.

The man chewed his cheeks slowly and leisurely, and did not open his eyes, and groaned with deep meaning: "What a big ditch, lying horizontally without getting your elbows wet, painting Shenzhou with ink, brewed in the cup, only enough to drink a sip." ”

"Good poetry... Good poem, congratulations to the son for another good sentence..."

The young girl next to her responded.

"Alas... The boat in front, let go, we have to enter the mouth of the Shunjiang River..."

Geng Huyuan's rough voice came from the river, interrupting the atmosphere of this scholarly nephrite.

An oily-headed and powdery-faced guy stretched out from the big boat, glanced at Qiao Yue and the four people on the boat, his eyes widened, and he said sharply: "If you dare to speak again, cut off your tongue, hurry up and get out, disturb my son-in-law and ask for your head..."

The young man in the gorgeous clothes on the board of the boat moved, and seemed to be immune to the compliment of the young woman beside him, he walked to the railing of the boat and looked down, a strand of hair slanted on his forehead made his whole person look majestic and uninhibited at the same time.

He said with a look of authenticity: "It's okay to ask the master to make way, but you have to make a poem that is better than the master, otherwise you can only wait, the master's boat is going to enter the Ningzhou River, but the mouth of the river is too narrow, and you have to move the two mountains on the side." ”

As soon as these words came out, they shook people's chests for no reason, and they had the taste of pointing out the country.

This person seems to be a gentleman, but his words are extraordinary, the atmosphere and heroism in his words are definitely not comparable to ordinary people, judging from the seemingly vulgar verses he just had, the huge Shunjiang River is just a small ditch in his eyes, and even his arms can't be wet, if it is used to grind ink, it is only enough to paint a painting, and he only drinks a sip of wine when it is used to make wine.

Qiao Yue glanced at him quietly, this kind of person, without a big background, would definitely not have such a big spirit, just this, coupled with the boat under his feet, Qiao Yue can be sure that ordinary people will definitely not be able to cultivate such a person, and they must be princes and generals.

Speaking of composing poems, Geng Huyuan knew that Qiao Yue had this ability, so he turned his head and looked at Qiao Yue inquiringly.

Qiao Yue smiled: "Childe said that he laughed, we are just a few little fishermen, where will we make any poems, Childe's poems are majestic, and the words and sentences seem simple, but I can see that Childe is in Qionglou, and the world is only between a little stroke of Childe, just this spirit, the little woman sighs to herself..."

The face of the man on the boat was shocked, he was usually flattered a lot, most of them were good poems, good sentences, etc., no one had ever commented so carefully as Qiao Yue, not to mention that Qiao Yue said that he was talking about the most quintessential poetry in the poem, and there was a feeling of seeing each other late and hating each other, and it was rare to meet a bosom friend. R1152