Wang Wenyuan, who escaped from danger, sat on his horse and chatted with Yue Xiaofei, and behind him was Wang Fu, the old housekeeper of his family. He was turning his head to look at the man who had saved them, wondering where he came from.

"Just looking at his mount makes people feel incredible, you see that he only needs to kick his two legs lightly, and it will walk on its own, a little short, far less than my tall horse, just by killing a few pigtailed soldiers silently, this skill is scary enough, this person must not be simple."

Through the conversation along the way, Yue Xiaofei learned that it was now in August of the second year of Longwu (that is, in the second year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty in 1645), the old man was the prefect of Yanping Prefecture Wang Shi and the housekeeper of the family.

Yue Xiaofei was worried about this, "Longwu? How I haven't heard of this era.

"Tartar occupies my flower world, Yi I crown clothes, shave my forehead, Yangzhou ten days, Jiading three slaughters, alas! Why are we so troubled! ......Seeing that the city was approaching, although Wang Wenyuan was frightened, his safety was guaranteed after sleeping for one night, so he also eased up, his spirit slowly perked up, and at the same time opened the conversation.

"Yangzhou Ten Days and Jiading Three Massacres have already happened, so now it should be Mingwei. The Eight Banners have entered the Shanhaiguan, so what about Li Zicheng? I'm afraid I'm already dead in Jiugong Mountain! And also...... And where is Chen Yuanyuan? Yue Xiaofei had a spin in his heart, wanting to grasp the details of the era he was in.

"Hero, you're just worried, but you can't tell where the little brother is when you look at your outfit."

"Uh...... You're welcome, under the surname Yue Xiaofei Yasukuni was originally a Song person, thinking that when the Mongolian Tatars invaded the Central Plains, the ancestors led their families to avoid disasters in the mountains, and they didn't communicate with outsiders. In the mountains, he also learned the ancient Mo family's machine bracket, so despite the persuasion of his family, he wanted to rely on what he had learned to save the building from falling, and the storm was about to fall. The family had no choice but to be sent out of the mountains and forests by the clansmen. In order not to cause trouble with the clansmen, he was blindfolded and sent to the mountains when he went down the mountain, and then he wandered in the mountains and forests for several days before he went out of the mountain, and he didn't want to meet his son here. "Anyway, no one will believe the truth, so Yue Xiaofei is talking nonsense.

"Oh! No wonder Engong is dressed like this, it's really pitiful to see my brother meet Engong here, but I don't know what Engong plans to do now, I just hope that Engong will not shirk and return to Yanping Mansion with me, and my father will be grateful. ”

"Alas! There is no need to mention this, but now there is nowhere to go, just looking forward to finding the official army to join the army. ”

"Huh! Since Engong has nowhere to go now, it is better to recommend you to my father, who is the county guard of Yanping or can make Engong take revenge. ”

Yue Xiaofei thinks about his current era, but he is really homeless, so it's okay, let's talk about it first. Then he said: "The son is also goodbye to the Engong, the Engong, and it is said that the words in the following table should be." ”

"It's okay, even if Engong is so affectionate, he has no choice but to obey his fate, and when he sees that Engong is older, he will call Engong Brother Yasukuni."

"Brother Xian is polite, so good."

Two of them had to get out of the big trouble, and one had to stop temporarily, so they all went to Yanping Mansion happily. To avoid shock, they hired a horse-drawn carriage outside the city to carry three people and bicycles. The carriage walked on the street, obviously because it was in his own land, and his safety was guaranteed, Wang Wenyuan was in a good mood, and Yue Xiaofei made countless promises.

"In the army, I rely on the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry to be invincible, and when I enter the army, I am not looking for death, but what is it for, when he wants to introduce me to the army, I must push it off, and I will not go to death."

As he spoke, the carriage approached the mansion of the governor of Yanping Prefecture. Yanping Zhizhou Mansion is not grandiose, only from the gatehouse it seems to enjoy endless glory and wealth, three vermilion gates, a few palace lamps on the door, two stone lions are in the shadow of the lights below, like living creatures. In front of the door, there is a square paved with blue bricks, and there are small stalls selling all kinds of food, or teahouses and wine shops on both sides of the gate.

This was Yue Xiaofei's first night in this time and space. The night in the south is more gentle than in the north. You see that the moonlight is so hazy in a layer of light water, and there is a faint hint of water vapor in the wind, and there is also a slight moisture on the people, so that people can relax a little after a hot day.

It's just that the southern sky doesn't seem to be as lofty and vast as the northern sky, and it lacks the dryness of the fierce mountain breeze in the northern summer, so the night wind in the south can't relieve the inextricable depression in Yue Xiaofei's chest.

After waking up from a full meal, he sat alone on the strange rock next to the pond in the courtyard, and the old man was nowhere to be seen, so he had to think of something to relieve his emotions. But there are so many things in my head that I can't figure out why.

"I'm on a different plane? …… Damn it...... The dead old man didn't come either, and he said he would repay me...... I'm the only one in this world, what can I do! …… Tartar ...... China...... Graying hair of parents...... Oh, my God! What kind of world is this...... Grandma's. ”

Feeling irritated, he raised his eyes around, "Huh" he saw a lantern floating in the misty night.

Wang Shihe is in a good mood today, since February this year the Qing court sent Dorobellebolo and Gushan Ezhen to lead the army south, the momentum is like a bamboo, on May 15 the army through Suzhou arrived in Hangzhou, from Hangzhou Liuheta, Fuyang, Yangzhou line wading across the river, a large-scale attack on the state of Lu Jian is in danger. Although he is the Emperor of Longwu through this Yanping Mansion, the Qing army is still far away, but the Zheng brothers are flying and domineering everywhere, and they are just a civil official, and even the bandits in Yanping cannot be eliminated by thousands of soldiers in their hands, and in the face of such a situation, they have to shout in their hearts, "What a problem!" How. "I only hope that today's saints will be wise and sage, solve this difficult situation, and revive my Ming majesty.

When he was in charge of the office, someone from the family reported that his son had returned unharmed, and he was overjoyed, and hurriedly dismissed his subordinates who were in a hurry with him and rushed home. As soon as he entered the house, he was welcomed by his family to his son's room.

The girls and servants who stood outside Wang Wenyuan's room held their breath one by one, for fear of disturbing the young master's rest.

"Sir...... You're back, sir."

Mrs. Wang, who had been restless, had already been terrified by what happened to her son and Wang Fu last night, and now when she saw her husband's frightened heart, she found support and settled down a little.

Wang Shihe has always been very affectionate with his wife, and when he saw this scene, he hurriedly said: "Madame, don't panic, isn't Wen Yuan good!" God really treats you and I am not thin, bless me to get out of this big trouble. But I don't know where the stranger who saved my son is now? ”

When Madame Wang heard this, she remembered that strange stranger, if he didn't take off that strange hat, he really didn't dare to look at him squarely, and seeing his dusty face, he must have been exhausted after the long disciple's journey, so the servant led him to the guest room to rest. At this moment, the old man asked and was afraid that his husband would blame him for neglecting him, so he hurriedly said: "Oh, the immortal who saved our children seems to be in a hurry, and I have already led him to the guest room to rest with Fubo." ”

"Well, madam, where is there any immortal in this world, I think that this benefactor of our family must be a heroic swordsman-like figure, and I will report it to me as soon as the benefactor wakes up, and prepare a banquet, so that I can wait for a good reception and thank him."

In the summer of 1646, the land of China was full of blood and suffering. On the one hand, the civilization that has created a glorious culture and prides itself on being the kingdom of heaven is declining, and on the other hand, there is a fierce nation with the thick blood of the white mountains and black water flowing in its veins, devouring the mouth with extreme ferocity, and the first person is faced with a choice, either obedience or death. In this way, a Hamlet-like question haunts everyone's mind: "Life or death, this is a question".

"Recalling the heroes of Jiangzuo, the cause of Zhongxing, was mistaken by traitors in vain...... Alas! The hand of the person who prayed was slapped on the red sandalwood carved railing, making a dull "bang" sound. He sighed and looked up, the brightest star in the sky, and sighed in his heart that his personal passion could not be displayed with a full stomach.

A soft body floated in the evening breeze and stood beside him.

A pair of figures are reflected in the pond under the verandah, and several multicolored goldfish swim back and forth in the shadows, stirring up a circle of ripples. Scattered a round of full moon reflected in the water, shattered into patches of golden dream shadows.

"Your Majesty, are you worried about state affairs again?"

The person who spoke wore a lake-green palace dress, and a half-cut neck-like half-cut neck was exposed under the towering black cloud temples, and a few simple hairpins made her beautiful and dignified lining more outstanding without difficulty.

"Alas! After that, where would you not understand the boredom in my heart? For this shrewd virtuous helper, Zhu Yujian never concealed what he thought in his heart, and the love of sharing hardships had already united the two as one.

"Your Majesty, the concubines think that this matter should not be rushed, and wait for the arrival of the old soldiers and horses of Nanyang......

"Humph! Nanyang old people! In vain, I put my heart on him, and regarded him as a minister. Who knew that he wanted to send troops and horses to pick me up, but he always pushed three yin and four, I think he is better than Zheng Shun. Zhu Yujian rarely interrupted Zeng's words with a cold snort and said angrily. The cuffs of the yellow cloth shirt he wore swayed back and forth with fierce gestures.

Zeng Hou on the side looked at this slightly thin figure standing alone in the night breeze, and naturally felt a sense of maternal care in his heart, and said in his heart: "Poor ambition is difficult to declare, and heroes are short of breath." Then he stepped forward silently and grabbed Zhu Yujian's arm that was shaking suddenly because of his anger, and said softly: "The emperor is so angry, I think that He Zhen Tengjiao is an old man in Nanyang who is supported by the saint, but he is old and serious, and he is too cautious and cautious, so he is too late to take over, and the concubine guesses that he will not be arrogant or have a different heart, and it is okay to reprimand him when he comes." ”

"Okay" In a low sigh, the yellow figure swayed weakly in the night breeze, and said dejectedly: "I'm afraid it's all about this." ”

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, look at ......" The voice became smaller and smaller, and finally it was like a mosquito.

Zhu Yujian knew that Concubine Ai was using her own unique method to appease her heart, and sighed lightly in her heart for her kindness, and chuckled: "Yes, Concubine Ai, wouldn't it be ......a pity for you and me to live up to this beautiful scenery." ”