“……”

Song An looked around the obscene alley, and had an urge to scrape his ears.

"Alley in the rain...... It's raining a little small—"

A modern poem of the twentieth century popped up in Song An's mind.

That's right, it's Dai Wangshu's "Rain Alley".

And here and now, there are oil-paper umbrellas, lilac-like girls Li Shishi, and rainy alleys, which are very suitable for the occasion.

Coincidentally, Song An can also recite this poem. As a post-80s generation, Dai Wangshu's "Rain Alley" was all the rage in junior high school.

"Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone

It's long, long

Lonely rain alley,

I hope it will be

A girl like a lilac.

She's the color of lilacs,

The fragrance of cloves,

Lilac-like sorrow,

Wailing in the rain,

Complaining and hesitating.

……”

The poem was very long, with thirty sentences, and by the time Song An had memorized it word by word, the two of them had walked from one end of this long alley to the other.

"It's the first time I've seen such a physique in my life. What kind of word plate is this, Grammatical? ”

"There's no word board, there's no rhythm, I call him free verse, and I send it out as I please."

"Go back and write it down, lest you forget it later, but it's a pity that it's a good poem."

The two then returned to Fenghua Fang.

In front of the desk, it is still Song An researching ink, and Master Li is writing.

It's just that the white marble screen has been filled with the poems that Song An "made" several times before, and Master Li can only write "Rain Alley" on rice paper.

Originally, this poem was extremely beautiful, and with Master Li's jade hand, he gently pinched the wolf's small pen and wrote down the words on the paper, and Song An, who was studying ink on the side, seemed to be a pleasure.

"It's like a dream, it's like a dream, it's like floating in a dream-" Master Li's eyebrows frowned slightly, and glanced at Song An, she forgot.

Song An hurriedly said: "A lilac, this girl floated beside me......"

The rice paper, which was three feet long and one foot wide, was full of writing, and Master Li put down his pen and glanced at the poems he had transcribed.

"Although Song Jun is spontaneous, the artistic conception is very good."

Song Anwan smiled: "You are the girl I hope to meet with a grudge like a lilac." ”

Master Li looked at Song An quietly.

Song An also looked at her.

Song An's heart was pounding: ...... I...... Is it possible to drive without a license? This is the first beauty of the Great Song Dynasty, and judging by her attitude towards me, it seems that she also likes me...... It just so happens that I like her too...... In that case, we ...... Let's get in the car, shall we?

"Let's go!"

The door slammed open, accompanied by a man's voice.

"Anzi, it's time to leave for Liangshanbo!" Hua Fengchun stood on the threshold and shouted with a wicked smile.

Song An and Master Li were both startled.

At this moment, Song Anxin scolded Hua Fengchun's father Hua Rong and her mother 10,000 times, and wanted to go up and kick this little wave hooves to take off, but Master Li was in front of him, and he couldn't damage his elegant image in the minds of others no matter what. But it's still necessary to give this kid a sharp white eye.

Hua Fengchun touched her head and said with some embarrassment: "That...... Anzi, am I delaying your good deeds? Sins and sins, you go on, I'm watching from the sidelines! If you need my help, I'm always ready to go! ”

This guy was serious for less than ten seconds, and his true form was revealed again.

If this cargo is allowed to run the train here again, it will be too bad, and Song An has to use the excuse of going back to Liangshanbo and saying goodbye to Master Li.

Walking out of Fenghuafang, Song An stabbed Hua Fengchun's ass with a fist, and he covered his ass and screamed in pain.

"It's a good thing to call you a second-class teddy!"

"I've been poking through the window paper outside and looking at you for a long time, and a beautiful woman like Master Li who is alluring to the country and the city gives you a guy to enjoy, you're too selfish, right?"

"I'm your uncle's...... It's obvious that you are shameless, but you still beat me up and say that I am selfish? Do you want Bilian anymore? ”

"Don't!"

“……”

See you next time, Master Li, say that you can't let these two goods know anymore, it's a good thing for Lao Tzu twice!

Song An just wanted to turn over and get on the horse, but Hua Fengchun grabbed him.

"Anzi, why are you in a hurry, we have to wait here for a while, my Uncle Song."

"What are you waiting for my dad to do, where is he?"

"I'm having a good time there."

Hua Fengchun pointed to the archway of "Mufeng Lin Evening" not far away.

……

It was raining prolonged, and the Liangshan army embarked on a 600-mile journey back to Liangshanbo.

Counting Qiongying's 3,000 and 6,000 and Tianlong's 30,000, a total of about 90,000 soldiers and horses, some of them rode horses, some walked, some rode in cars, some wore robes, some held oil-paper umbrellas, and a group of people talked and laughed all the way forward.

Song An was originally riding a horse, but after walking for a while, he felt a little sleepy, so he got into a carriage that stored goods and fell asleep.

He had just fallen asleep when he woke up.

Because Qiong Ying pinched his nose so that he couldn't breathe, he woke up.

"What are you trying to kill me!"

"I don't dare, murdering my husband is a big crime for Ling Chi!"

"Husband? Who is your husband? Song An was a little confused.

"You!" Qiong Ying said without thinking about it.

"When did we get married?"

"You've watched me take a shower, shouldn't you be responsible for me?"

"I just kidnapped you, I really didn't see your body, I swear!"

"You poured your blood into my body, and I already have your blood flowing in my body, so I am your man!"

"I'm just saving you, many of our brothers in Liangshanbo have transfused blood to each other, is it possible that a brother still marries a brother?"

"I once swore to heaven that whoever helped me avenge me, I would marry whomever you helped me avenge, so I will marry you."

"Don't make a fuss, okay?"

"I didn't make a fuss, the main thing is that I think I like you a lot." Qiong Ying said with a big grin.

"What do you like about me?"

Qiong Ying thought for a while: "I like your intelligence, I like your strength and bravery!" ”

"Shall I change it?"

"Huh, don't you like me?"

"I like it, but my liking for you is between buddies, not between men and women......"

Song An said what was in his heart, although Qiong Ying was very beautiful, Song An did not have the same feeling for her as a man does for a woman.

There are six types of girls that Song An likes.

One: Petite and cute. This will give him a strong urge to protect. Such as Mu Tong in the 21st century, and now Zhao Huanhuan, the emperor of Roufu.

Two: My Fair Lady. There is a way that my fair lady and gentleman are good, there is nothing wrong with this, and men like it.

Three: Royal sister, queen. Not explained.

Four: What you can't get. For example, Master Li and others, there is a truth called "what you can't get is always in turmoil", and men are all such goods.

Five: Exotic. The other tastes the best. Such as Ouyang Nana of Liao.

Six: T before and Q after that. It's men who like it.

And coincidentally, Qiong Ying's sister just cleverly avoided the above six points, although she is very beautiful and has a height of 1.7 meters, but she is both front and back, and her personality is too boyish, which can't make Song An have that kind of man's emotion for women.

And that's not even the main thing.

The main thing is...... In history, Qiong Ying was the wife of Zhang Qing of Liangshan Bo without feather arrows, and she also gave birth to a son named Zhang Jie with Zhang Qing, who later joined the Yue family army and followed Yue Fei to break the golden vultures.

In terms of seniority, Song An has to take care of Qiong Ying and call her little sister-in-law. If it weren't for Song An's participation in the Pingliao Kingdom and the cleaning up of Tianhu that changed history, at this moment, the twenty-five-year-old uncle Zhang Qing was in love with Qiongying's little girl.

But now it's all messy.

The little sister-in-law is clamoring to marry the eldest nephew, this generation is ......

"Listen to me, shall we be brothers?" Song An deliberately raised his voice so that Hua Fengchun, who was not far behind, could hear it.

At present, the one who can help him out of the siege is this happy little second B.

"I want to be married to you, but you want me to be your brother!"

“…… What's so good about being a husband and wife, husband and wife are like birds in the same forest, flying separately when disaster comes! How good it is to be a brother, to be blessed and to enjoy hardships together! ”

"I don't want it!"

"Don't want him to ask me girl?" The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a flower dressed in a lily robe came in.

"Humph! I don't want you, you can't beat me! Qiong Ying threw Hua Fengchun a roll of the eyes.

"I can't beat you in a fight, but I'll talk about a place...... There, I'm sure I'll be able to pack you up! The handsome flower smiled wickedly, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"Where? You say! Let's go and try it now! Qiong Ying said she was very unconvinced.