Sima Xiangru, the word Changqing. This man is a versatile man and martial artist, a romantic character, and has great ambitions. But he was born in a poor family, and in this era of paying attention to the family, the ambitions in his chest have not been given the opportunity to display after all.

This time I went out to travel, from the new buds in spring to the fallen leaves in late autumn, and more than half a year passed, but I still found nothing.

Not long ago, when I heard the news that the news spread about the counties and counties in the world, I learned that the Son of Heaven issued an edict to recruit talents from all over the world, go to Chang'an to participate in the Cilin Garden, and select and appoint talents, and I couldn't help but sprout the idea in my heart.

When he returned to the restaurant in the suburbs of Qing, a few like-minded friends in Su Rili had been waiting here for a long time.

Xu Le, Yan An, Mei Gao, Zhong Jun, and Yan Congqi are the best friends who have a tacit understanding with Sima Xiangru, and they are all handsome for a while.

When I was getting together to talk today, I was suddenly moved by the poems recited by Yuan Zhao, and I didn't expect to taste such a good wine, a good sentence and a good wine, it is really a happy thing in life!

When the wine was hot, several people couldn't help but be interested, Xu Le and the others had known Sima and his wife for a long time, and they intersected with each other informally. knew that they were deeply in love with each other, and they exchanged their hearts, so they unanimously coaxed the two to present a song, so as to live up to today's meeting.

Sima Xiangru was very free and easy, and did not shirk. He smiled at Zhuo Wenjun and ordered his subordinates to bring the lyre.

No one else felt anything, but Yuan Zhao was a little excited in his heart. Wow! This is a famous genius and beauty in ancient times! This is a super idol in the next generation.

It's so rare to have a live concert like this! Haha, but you have to enjoy it again.

The autumn breeze is cool in the afternoon, and it is full of joy. Antique wooden restaurant, wide backyard, fragrant laurel trees. The chic scholars of Tsing Yi square scarves sat in half a circle, leading the prime minister to make peace. After hearing the news, the guests in the restaurant also looked down at the window.

But seeing Sima Xiangru, who was dressed in moon-white clothes, sitting cross-legged, his sideburns floating in the wind, his sideburns like wisps, his hands gently stroked the strings, and he tried the sound slightly.

Then, the quiet and quaint lyre sound in the silence began to sound, at first like a drop of water splashing jade, then like a clear stream, gradually melting into a melody .......

Zhuo Wenjun began to dance on the felt mat in a half-circle, waving his sleeves in a red robe, light as a swallow. There is a poem like a yellow bird singing: "The gentleman grows old together, and the deputy is six Jia." The commission is like a mountain and a river...... Sideburns are like clouds, disdainful of fashion. The jade is also ......, the ladder of the elephant is also , the son is clear, and the face of the Yang is also ....... ”

The song is tactful, very lingering. Looking at Xu Le, Yan An and the others shook their heads and closed their eyes, as if they were intoxicated.

Although Yuan Zhao didn't quite understand the meaning of the sentence, he thought it was also something like love words, and he couldn't help but laugh secretly, these ancients talked about love and love, but it was really obscure.

As soon as the song stopped, the strings stopped dancing, and Zhuo Wenjun took his hand as a salute. Everyone cheered loudly, but they still didn't like it, and they asked for another one.

Sima Xiangru smiled and waved his hand, motioning for his lover to go and rest. He nodded around, sat upright, and then held the strings in his hands, and played them with four fingers, and the tone of his voice changed suddenly, and the timbre suddenly became excited.

"Decline, no return? Because of Weijun, Hu is in the middle of the show! Decline and decline, no return? Weijun's bow, Hu is in the mud!"

The voice of Qingyue has been repeated back and forth three times, and the meaning that it is difficult to stretch the ambition and the great talent in the chest is already the most incisive catharsis!

Xu Le, Yan An, Mei Gao, Yan Congqi, and several people in the seat are similar to Sima Xiangru, although everyone is open-minded and has a splendid belly, but has not been rewarded by Bole, at this time listening to this song, the love in the poem, are all very emotional, can't help but use the wooden chopsticks to hit the wine bowl and sing with the .......

In this small drinking party, Sima Xiangru was drunk, his friends were drunk, and even the businessman Nie Yi was drunk.

The three children and Zhuo Wenjun looked at the staggered and intoxicating people, looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Yuan Zhao spread his hands, and had already reminded them that this wine was very high! They also pushed themselves aside and laughed at what children know. It's okay now, I won't wake up until tomorrow, and I'll have a headache when I wait.

Zhuo Wenjun had no choice but to order the shopkeepers to send a few people back to the room and let them sleep. And put everything in order. At this time, the sun was already setting to the west, and Yuan Zhao and them arranged their own rooms before they went to rest.

Yuan Zhao returned to the room, and couldn't help but secretly praise, these romantic characters who have been praised for thousands of years are really outstanding, different from secular people, and their demeanor is convincing.

Thinking of the historical records and folklore he saw in his previous life, Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun, the daughter of the Zhuo family, were in love with each other, and after eloping hand in hand, they opened a wine shop to make a living. Later, the Zhuo family finally couldn't bear this shame anymore, and gave the two of them a lot of good land servants, and they lived a rich life!

Some people say that this is Sima Xiangru's strategy, and he used this strategy to force the Zhuo family of the wealthy family in Shu to compromise, and the so-called death and future life is also!

But the Sima Changqing that Yuan Zhao saw today is not like this kind of person, he feels that this person is open-minded, noble, and has a deep relationship with Wenjun, how can he use his lover to seek his own personal interests?

It's about "sentient drinking water"! Whatever you do with someone you love is willing. Although it is coarse tea and light rice, it is sweet! Well, that's how it should be. Hehe, I worry about the ancients.

It's just that after this guy was later appreciated by the Son of Heaven because of the words of the article, he gradually lived up to Wenjun's affection.

Once you are keen on power and fall into the shackles of fame and fortune, no matter how free and easy you are, people will become, right?

Hence the famous "White Head Yin".

It is as white as snow on the mountain, and as bright as the moon between the clouds.

Wen Jun has two intentions, so he decided to break up.

Today's wine fight, Mingdan ditch head.

On the ditch, the ditch water flows from east to west.

Sad and miserable, there is no need to cry when you get married.

I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated.

The bamboo pole is curling, and the fish tail is so curling!

Men are heavy-minded, why use money knives!

“…… I wish to win the hearts of one person, and the white heads will not be separated from each other....... Yuan Zhao muttered these sentences a few times, thinking that when the gentle woman wrote these bleak sentences, her heart turned to ashes, and her expression was already so sad.

The picture of his first acquaintance with Zhuo Ying appeared in front of him, the afternoon of the long journey, the heavy rain, and the bowl of wine ......!

"Since you were the first person to show kindness to me in this world, I once said I would repay you...... So, keep your current happiness alive! I will let that man treat you as before, hurt you to the bone, and there will be no more white-haired sighs for the rest of your life!"

The whispers had been blown away by the wind, and no one could hear them, but the slanted banner had already remembered the promises......

In Chang'an City, the Anyuan Pavilion and the Hun mission led by Yelihu all changed into the costumes of the grassland warriors. The gray and black turned skin of one color, the individual is majestic, and he looks very strong.

Today is the day when the Emperor of the Han Dynasty summons foreign envoys. What is the attitude of this emperor of the Han family towards the relationship between the Xiongnu, we can find out today.

Thinking of what Da Shan Yu had explained to himself, the secret transaction between the royal court and some ministers of the imperial court, and he secretly sneered, it seems that these Han people still don't have a heart, this is easy to do, as long as they have internal contradictions, how can they be hard externally?

Therefore, he is confident in today's summons. Didn't the previous emperors always compromise! This time there will be no exceptions.

Yelihu confidently put the conditions that Shan Yu explained to the Han court and carefully displayed them to ensure that there were no omissions, and then he got on the horse and set off, and more than 20 fierce knights surrounded him left and right, and under the guidance of the officials of Guanglu Temple, he went straight to Weiyang Palace.

Yu Dan is still in Fanxue Tower today, but Yuan Zhao is not there, so he can't help but feel a little bored. He talked to the little fat man for a while, and remembered that the mission was going to meet the Son of Heaven today, and he became a little absent-minded.

He wasn't worried about the state affairs of the two countries, but he thought that after the mission that Nayerihu had given Shan Yu this time, he might soon have to return to the grassland, right?

But he didn't want to go back, he didn't want to go back to the cold grassland where winter was coming. The prosperity of Chang'an made him deeply fascinated, the streets were lively, all kinds of novel items, and the simple feelings between people...... There is also the camaraderie and warmth in the Van Xue Building.

But what is the way to stay? Yerihu will definitely not agree.

The little fat man saw that he was silent, and asked him strangely what was wrong? Yu Dan thought for a moment and turned his head to look at him.

"If I don't want to go back to that faraway home for a while, and want to stay here for a while, what can I do?"

"Then just stay here! Mrs. Su and Sister Lingzhi are very good, and everyone will not rush you, so you can live as long as you want. The little fat man said heartlessly.

"But the adults will take me away. I can't think of any way, what good can you do without it? ”

"So?" The little fat man's eyes rolled, and he thought that the golden knife he regarded as a treasure was from Yu Dan, and decided to help him.

"That'...... Unless you are sick or have some reason to be unable to travel, you can stay longer. ”

When Yu Dan heard this, his eyes lit up.

"That's right! Why didn't I think of it, then you can help me think about it, see how I can make it up perfectly, and I have to trick them into believing it. Hehe! ”

The little fat man smiled, both of them were children, so they planned this matter secretly.

Yelihu and his entourage finally walked into Weiyang Palace. The majestic complex shocked the hearts of these unruly steppe men.

In their hearts, the golden dome of the glorious palace of the Xiongnu royal court in the depths of the grassland is already a sacred place, and every time they beat a horse and look at it from afar, they will be inexplicably excited in their hearts.

But compared with the vast palace complex of Weiyang Palace, those are already inferior and not worth mentioning.

It was only when they entered the palace gate that they had a small clash with the guarding Yulin army.

Enter the palace and hand over your sword and be searched! When the captain who led the team waved his hand with a serious face, the seven fires and others behind Yelihu stopped doing it.

"The sacred scimitar is the pride of our steppe warriors! Never leave your body, unless the other party is a warrior who can defeat us, he is not worthy of accepting our sword!" Ligan and the others looked arrogant, but Yelihu did not express his position expressionlessly, and looked at the development of the situation coldly.

Being able to be the captain of the Yulin Army naturally has his own pride, not to mention that this is his duty, and of course he will not give in.

The two sides argued a few words, stalemate, saber rattling, the atmosphere gradually became tense, and there was a great tendency to stage an all-martial arts show at the palace gate.