Qin Shi Huang's humor and antics made Zheng Shuang get closer to him by one centimeter in an instant, Qin Shi Huang saw Zheng Shuang staring at him intently, laughed and chattered: "The old man knows what you are doing here!" In fact, your boy and the old man coincide, and our father and wife have long been cars on the same road; That is, the carrots that the people of Xifu say are not sold for nothing......"

Qin Shi Huang's words made Zheng Shuang stunned: The first emperor of the ages knew what Zheng Zi was going to do? Zheng Zi's purpose in finding the wormhole is to travel through the Song Dynasty to change the decadent situation of being beaten by Yidi Fat, he knows all this? Blindfold! Ha ha...... Who believes what he says......

Zheng Shuang stared at Qin Shi Huang in the small round mirror and groaned, where could he believe that Qin Shi Huang's words were true......

At that moment, a singing voice came from afar; The melody is so beautiful that the singer seems to be a woman; Zheng Shuang's blood suddenly boiled.

Zheng Shuang didn't care about taking care of Qin Shi Huang - of course, he thought that seeing Qin Shi Huang in the small round mirror was an illusion - so he put away the small round mirror and chased after the song.

The song came from the river bay, and Zheng Shuang went down the slope to the bank of the river; I saw that the water was full of color and the blue waves were rippling; The lush reeds spread out like a primeval forest in the land of Mizusawa Wang.

On the surface of the river, mandarin ducks, wild ducks, and swans swim out from time to time in the reeds; Several long-legged egrets are standing in the shallow water fishing for shrimp.

Wow! This river is not the other river! The Xianghe Bay in front of him is not the stinky water canal in Zheng Shuang's impression, but the heavenly water flowing down from the air.

Zheng Shuang's impression of the river bay is full of greasy white foam floating on the river surface all day and night, and the black-hearted paper mill owner dumps all the sewage into the river for the sake of small profits; The local officials were forced to turn a blind eye to their political achievements, and the victims were Zheng Shuang's hometown Zhengjiahe and the villagers in several nearby villages.

The river bay in front of you is very different, and the reeds hundreds of miles long are not visible at a glance; The sparkling river flows slowly through the reeds, "Book of Songs". It was in this place that Qin Feng was generated.

Zheng Shuang raised his eyes and looked up, and the singing in his eyes was getting louder and louder; A small boat slowly sailed out of the reeds, and it was a beautiful girl who sailed the boat.

The singing voice came out of the girl's mouth, and it was Qin Feng. "Pu Jia":

The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Yi people, on the water side, follow it, and the road is long and obstructive. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

The leaves are green, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae. Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and climbing. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called Yi people are in the water. Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and right. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

The girl's singing voice made Zheng Shuang excited, and Zheng Shuang's favorite in later generations was the poem "Pu Jia" in the "Book of Songs"; I can't help but recite it in the vernacular:

The reeds are dense and the water's edge grows,

The white dew of late autumn is frosty.

The man of my heart,

It's on the other side of the river.

Going up against the current to seek,

The road is rough and long.

Go down the river and seek,

It feels like it's right in the middle of the water.

The reeds are lush and the water's edge is long,

The sun is rising and the dew is not dry.

The man of my heart,

It's on the other side of the river.

Going up against the current to seek,

The road is steep and difficult to climb.

Go down the river and seek,

It's like it's right in the middle of a sandbar.

The reeds are dense and the water's edge grows,

The sun rises and the dew drops.

The man of my heart,

Standing right on the banks of the river.

Going up against the current to seek,

The road is crooked and difficult to navigate.

Go down the river and seek,

It felt like it was right on the edge of a sandbar.

Zheng Shuang finished reciting "Pu Jia" in the vernacular, and looked up at the girl, where is there still a trace? He felt that he was a hot face and a cold ass, and sighed and complained: "This girl is really a ghost! If you don't see it, you don't see it! ”

Zheng Shuang said in his heart, and walked around on the riverbank; Shouting at the reeds, "Hey! Singing girl, why don't you say it's gone! Passers-by want to beg for a drink! ”

Zheng Shuang said this to dispel the girl's misunderstanding of herself, Zheng Shuang knew the customs of the people on the banks of the river; The best way for a big girl to meet someone she doesn't know is to hide.

Zheng Shuang thought in his heart and couldn't help but say: "The girl on the bank of the Xianghe River that Zheng Zi talked about was shy when she saw the living, which was a matter of later generations, but the openness of women in the Song Dynasty was not inferior to that of the Tang Dynasty; Although the Song Dynasty founded the science of science, the opposition of the government and the opposition was very strong; The women of the Song Dynasty themselves were not greatly affected. If you want to say that it is affected, it is the Ming Dynasty, after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, women were severely destroyed; The status has also plummeted to the lowest level of society. It's no wonder that Zhu Yuanzhang, an old Bangzi monk, was born and allowed women to be open? The Song Dynasty produced talented women and the Ming Dynasty produced fierce women, I am afraid this is the reason! ”

Zheng Shuang muttered in his heart and looked around, but he still didn't see the figure of the boatgirl; Then he laughed and said: "How can this girl be feudal, the women of the Song Dynasty are not like this!" Zheng Shuang felt that he had come to the ground of the Song Dynasty to speak so confidently.

As Zheng Shuang spoke, he couldn't help but think of the famous lyricist Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty; Li Qingzhao liked to write love words when he was young: "Go away with shame, lean on the door and look back, but smell the green plums."

At a young age, Li Qingzhao knew that voyeuristic handsome guys were no different from the youthful amorous girls of the 21st century? What kind of girl doesn't have spring!

Not only that, Li Qingzhao also wrote as an adult: "I often remember the twilight of Xiting, and I am drunk and don't know the way back." Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower. Fight! Fight! Startled a shoal of gulls and herons. ”

A woman who is married to a woman is not only late to return; is still drunk and can't find the east and west, north and south, this little day is more chic and moisturizing than modern women; There is no difference between the legendary gate and the second door, which is more than 108,000 miles!

Let's take a look at the famous Southern Song Dynasty poet Zhu Shuzhen's "Qingping Le": Annoyed smoke and dew, leave me to hold on. Hand in hand with Lotus Lake on the road. A drizzle of yellow plums. Fools are not afraid of guesswork. Kimono sleeps in the arms of people. It's the most important time to carry, and return to the lazy dressing table.

It means that when you come to the lake in the season of smoke and dew, you not only join hands with your sweetheart on the lake, but also fall into the arms of your lover regardless of your shyness.

A lyricist dares to write such words, which shows the boldness, openness and persistence of women in the Song Dynasty in their pursuit of love.

Zheng Shuang played with the story of the relationship between men and women in the Song Dynasty and continued to move forward; But I saw a lake appear in front of me, and the lake water was rippling; blue rippling, surrounded on all sides by reeds; In front of the reeds, a stone tablet is erected, on which are engraved with three bull-headed characters "Parrot Island".

"Parrot Island!" Zheng Shuang shouted in surprise, and said in his heart: "Isn't Parrot Island on the Wujiang River in Wuchang?" This is the name of the parrot island! ”

Zheng Shuang muttered silently, and couldn't help but think of Li Bai's poem "Parrot Island":

Parrots have come to Wujiang water,

The name of the parrot is passed on on the river.

The parrot flies west to Longshan Mountain,

The tree of Fangzhou He Qingqing.

Smoke orchid leaves fragrant and warm,

The shore is full of peach blossoms.

The emigration is in vain at this time,

Cheung Chau Lone Moon to whom.

Li Bai's poem "Parrot Island" was composed in the first year of the Tang Dynasty (760), and Li Bai, who was pardoned in the spring of that year, returned to Jiangxia after a winter trip to Baling.

Here, the poet Lan Sheng's visit to friends once resumed the pride and elegance of poetry and wine; "Parrot Island" was written at this time.

This poem describes the gorgeous spring scenery of Parrot Island and the tragic experience of the ancients You Heng, which contrasts Li Bai's loneliness after suffering from displacement.

The appearance of the name Parrot Island in the reeds of Xianghe Bay must be due to the disrespectful masters of the world who used Li Bai's poem "Parrot Island" to release the depression in their hearts; Who is this man......

Zheng Shuang recited silently in his heart, standing on the bank of the Xianghe River and looking up; I saw that there were fish jumping up in the water of the lake on Parrot Island from time to time, and I was happy in my heart: "It turned out to be a big lake for fish farming?" There is a lake for fish farming in Xianghe Bay; It's amazing! ”

Zheng Shuang walked around the bank of the river with great interest, and found a small boat moored in the depths of the reeds of Parrot Island; I couldn't help reciting the poems of Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty:

Good people on both sides of the stone bridge,

It is like a river in the villages.

Yangliuyin Zhongxin Hotel,

Small fishing boats under grape trellises.

Red, red, white and white flowers near the water,

Bibi yellow wheat sky.

Zheng'er Qinghe is still on the road,

For whom do you work hard and don't return to the field?

After Zheng Shuang finished chanting the poem, he said happily in his heart: "It turns out that there are fishermen in Xianghe Bay? A boat is a fisherman's fishing tool! ”

Zheng Shuang said in his heart that he would not go far by picking up his steps; But he saw a woman in a white veil kneeling on the side of the road, mourning and begging......