"Erlang went to the Great Song Dynasty?"

Ji Qingchen didn't think that if Lou Yun returned to the Great Song Dynasty ahead of schedule, she and Chen Wenchang would not be able to get engaged.

But she sat on the Tangfang sea boat, looking at the coastline of the Great Song Dynasty Mingzhou Port with sails in the distance, she never expected that the second Ji Chenlong actually participated in a counterattack on the border of the Great Song Dynasty by the Jin Kingdom.

What's even worse is that he is very likely to be caught by the Song people.

And when she had a headache, she still had to listen to the argument between Chen Hong and Ji Chenhu over the dowry in her ears, and she couldn't help but feel at this time:

Han in Lin'an City participated in politics, which was really not enough to succeed and more than to lose.

It has been a hundred years since the two countries of Jin and Song were on good terms on the surface, but secretly prepared for war. Since you're still secretly discussing the recovery of the Northland, shouldn't you be more preemptive against others?

The defenses on the Jiangbei border were actually breached, and the Song army was defeated.

She was speechless, and she really couldn't help but think of Lou Yun's comment on the poor supply of soldiers in the north of the river on the drum tower.

She pondered whether Lou Yun had plans to improve the source of the army, and resolutely opposed in her heart his attempt to pull Ji Chenhu into the Quanzhou Water Division.

Pulling Ji Chenhu is equivalent to pulling 3,000 Fang Ding into the Song army, and let them shed blood for the Great Song Dynasty.

But if she hadn't insisted on returning to the Great Song Dynasty, they would have faced only the Fusang people, not the Jin, Tangut and Mongols, who were ten times more terrifying.

She would never say yes.

She knew that most of the people didn't remember their homeland at all. didn't regard the Great Song Dynasty as his homeland from the bottom of his heart.

In addition to protecting their property and homes, they don't prohibit it. Even if it is Ji Chenhu, if they are allowed to go to the battlefield for reasons other than robbing their wives and protecting Tang Fang, they will either be suppressed by strict military law and become deserters. Either they are addicted to being pirates and rogues.

However, after thinking about it this way, and thinking that the army on the border of Jiangbei was so unreliable, after she arrived in Quanzhou City, was there still only one way to go?

She still has to prepare for the back road to Nanyang with all her strength, is it the best policy?

"Don't worry."

The corner of the side of the Tang Fang ship. She withdrew her gaze from afar.

She turned her head to look at Chen Wenchang, who was stepping down the stairs of the ship's building and standing behind her.

She sighed secretly, not knowing how to talk to him face to face, so she had to stand with her head bowed. Listening to Chen Wenchang whispering to comfort her, he said:

"Uncle's. I went to persuade myself. You don't have to pay attention to him. ”

Because of the obvious disapproval in his words, it was clear that Chen Hong was extremely contemptuous of selling his nephew at a price in the boat hall on the second floor. She couldn't help but laugh, and turned her head to look at him.

"Erlang's matter, I have entrusted my classmates in Lin'an City. I'll go to the yamen of the military department to help you inquire. ”

“…… Thank you, Second Son. ”

She also entrusted Huang Qilang and asked him to go to the Jiangbei border army to help her inquire about Ji Chenlong's whereabouts. Now it's useless for her to be anxious. Fortunately, after all, Jin Guo did not plan to go south in a big way, and has now withdrawn his troops.

As long as Ji Chenlong was not killed by the Song army on the battlefield, he could always find it among the captives.

Then you'll know what he's trying to do......

He has a very good impression of Da Song.

If Ji Chenlong hadn't been frightened by the difficulty of the previous imperial examination question sets bought by Siming Academy, he would have given Tang Fang to San Lang, went directly to Siming Academy to study, and then directly participated in the imperial examination.

Going to Goryeo to study privately was just a choice he had no choice but to make. Relying on him to study on his own, after all, it is too far from the fierce competition between officials, private academies, family schools, dormitories, and book clubs like the Great Song Dynasty.

She could only let go of a few thoughts. Raise your eyes slightly.

In the clear sea and sky, Chen Wenchang, like her, also had a somewhat cramped smile falling into her eyes.

these months. She and Chen Wenchang actually didn't talk about it properly.

Of course, it was not the first time she had met Chen Wenchang.

A year has passed, and he is still the same as when he first met in Quanzhou City, with a long thin face and warm eyes.

He tied his black bun with a bamboo hairband on a white background. The headband fell on the shoulders at will, and the clothes were also white silk ink bamboo-colored long-gauze coats, and the bamboo leaves on the sleeves could be seen under the thin green yarn.

He seems to be the corner of the city wall of Quanzhou City. A bush of naturally growing wild mangosteen.

In the middle of his waist, there is a string of knife-shaped strings of jade with ancient blue lines in white.

She pondered the knife-shaped string of jade. It looks like a coin from ancient times, although Chen Wenchang is a scholar. Sure enough, he was born in a maritime family.

Then, she also found that Chen Wenchang's eyes fell on her wrist.

She sighed and quietly put her hand behind her waist.

With her hands behind her back, she squeezed the old white lychee wrist rope on her right wrist inward.

Because Lou Yun always looked at this wrist rope, she had already realized that she wore the personal things that Chen Wenchang gave her every day, and it didn't seem to be a good thing.

The Great Song women in Quanzhou City may not be like this, and Chen Wenchang may not like her to be so casual.

But she didn't bother to pick it either.

“……”

And Chen Wenchang looked at the woman with low eyes and a shallow smile in front of him, and he was also recalling that day last year.

It wasn't the first time he'd seen her, either.

As early as a year ago, when he walked home from Quannan Academy. Sensing the gaze of someone, he turned around and saw a woman under the whitewashed wall flower tree in the distance.

At that time, he was stunned.

Crowded on the street of the palace, she wore a hat and veil of green lychee flowers, and sat quietly on the back of a flower mule.

After the crowd, he couldn't see her eyebrows and hair bun jewelry, only the edge of her waist-length green veil, under which the white silk skirt of the Song costume was exposed, and the green embroidered shoes blooming from the corners of the skirt.

The small people in Quanzhou City have the habit of planting lychee trees and camellia inside and outside the house. Even at the corner of the small street where she rode a mule, it was the time when the snow-white lychee flowers were in full bloom in July.

She stopped under a wall of powder, and the mule was covered with snow-white lychee petals.

Behind her, there were three or four pink camellia plants sticking out of the wall, as big as a bowl and blooming like morning clouds, and when the evening wind blew them, they fell one after another.

Light white and red.

For he stopped at the corner gate and looked back at her. As his gaze fell directly on the surface of her sir, she turned her head sideways,

After getting off the mule, he turned his back and avoided it.

On the other side of the street live a few small businesses, which painted their whitewashed walls at the beginning of the year. and put on the walls and windows of the delicate blue lattice. The camellia trees sticking out of the wall have been planted for several years.

As she landed, the white lychee flowers laid at her feet blew. Brings up a burst of sweet floral scents. He saw that her toes had carefully avoided the flowers on the ground, and that the petals of her green gauze and white dress had shaken off the ground.

She sat on a mule and waited a lot of time?

Are you waiting for him?

The pink camellia has the nickname of a beauty scratching her face, because the color is cute, and it is an ordinary variety that is cheap and does not require too much effort to maintain, so Quanzhou people plant a lot of it at home.

All it takes is a glance. He could roughly guess the woman's identity.

Quannan Academy is near Fanfang outside the city, so he can see Fan girls with exposed arms, legs, and even breasts every day. And in the Washer Fence in the downtown area of the city, the most popular show there is also the wrestling of the women of the sumo club.

Unscrupulous owner. Female sumo wrestlers are often put naked in order to attract a crowd, so they are always surrounded by screaming spectators. There are also many market and merchant women watching the restaurant.

The scholars of Quanzhou City were immoral because of this matter, and from time to time they would discourage this matter in front of the scholars and government officials.

However, at this time, because of the rough clothing of the rural farmers, there were many men and women working naked in the fields in summer and autumn. Women's gladiatorial fights are also where the folk customs lie. What's more, there is a sumo club in the palace, and Emperor Renzong had fun with the people during the Lantern Festival in Tokyo, and his favorite thing to watch was such a naked woman sumo.

The official family is still like this, let alone the ignorant people?

So when Chen Wenchang saw the woman on the mule's back for the first time, he knew:

She is not a daughter. It is not an ordinary small family birth.

Judging from the fact that he had seen all kinds of women from the eunuchs, wealthy rooms, markets, and Fanmin, although she rode a mule alone and stopped at the street near the Chen family's mansion, she should have had a servant to lead the mule for her. And the front and rear escorts lead the way.

The black mule, dressed in red and green felt, stopped honestly at the corner of the small street in the distance.

The reins of the mule were also choked in her silk sleeves.

But he has ridden such a healthy mule several times, and he is strong and stubborn and disobedient, and he will not be quiet at all, if it is not for a familiar rider to lead the mule.

She must have let the mule servants hide nearby, so that outsiders would not be able to see their identity.

So her servant should be him. It is the person who can find out the history of Chen Jiaqing.

-- It can only be a servant of the merchants.

So, he was amazed. I even feel that I am cranky, and my god flies thousands of miles. He still instinctively realized the moment he saw her:

She is Tang Fang Ji.

Nine times out of ten.

Now is the season of the monsoon breeze, and it is the good time for her to sail south, from Fusang to Quanzhou, and collect all the gold......

And the family has repeatedly mentioned family affairs to him for most of the past six months, and only Tang Fang Ji is the family.

For example, as a man, because he didn't know what this overseas girl looked like, he had to think and hesitate when he saw the portrait yesterday, and he couldn't decide. This Ji family must also see him with his own eyes once, so he will start to seriously consider the marriage of the Ji Chen family, right?

The sweet fragrance of lychees was blown by the wind, and the veil of green lychee flowers clinged to her shaved shoulders.

The figure behind her is beautiful, like a pink green camellia blooming on a white wall.

He knew that his inference about her identity was like a bizarre delusion in the text of a Buddhist scripture, but he felt extremely happy in his heart.

When they rejoice, they are not willing to deny it.

It's the fire pit that is willing to jump.

So, he also stopped at the small corner gate on the west side of the Chen Mansion, and looked at her from a distance with the bookcase on his back.

I have always seen that the sun is about to set, and I have always seen that she can't bear it.

She finally threw off her disguise, discarded the mule that was not obedient and refused to go with her, and walked away with her skirt.

At that moment, he was standing alone at the door of his house, laughing.

He turned his head and ran back to the house in a hurry, and the old servant who had sent his father hurried to take a look.

Without waiting for the old servant to see which sea merchant's house the mule-led rider was, whether it was the guy from the Ji family's stack in Fanfang. But the mule ran away on its own.

It ran all the way back to a mule-and-horse cart shop in Fanfang.

The mule was rented.

He posted his old face and couldn't find out who rented the mule, only knowing that it was the owner of the sea boat, and the owner looked like a Song person.

When he was surprised, he couldn't help but laugh in the room again.

Didn't she plan to hide it from him?

It's funny.

The owners of sea ships in Quanzhou, Mingzhou, and Guangzhou are all registered, and the owners of Song people's sea ships that the old servants of the Chen family can't inquire about are not Tang Fang?

She is as bold and direct as Fan Nu, but she also understands what subtle and euphemistic it is like Song Nu.

What kind of place did she grow up in that way?

She was telling him, and if he was interested in finding out, he would be able to guess her intentions, and if he didn't even have the interest in checking it, it would be as if it hadn't happened......

Tang Fang, thousands of miles away.

Would he like to come? (To be continued)

ps: I'm sorry, I can't come up on time this time, so it's been automatically updated in the background......

Bow and thank Concubine Ke, Xiao Chrysanthemum Lantern, and the innocent and flawless pink ticket, and bow and thank Tingting for the gift of 2002. R580