"Congratulations, congratulations, Jining Liu's family has agreed to get married! That little lady of the Liu family is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, knowledgeable and reasonable, and has outstanding appearance, Yang Gongzi is another talent, and Liu Niangzi is a match made in heaven! ”

"Ji'er, your future Taishan is a hundred households in Jinyiwei, with a wide range of contacts, although he works in Shandong, but he can also climb the relationship in the capital, and he will become a relative in the future, with his help, even if he can't get famous, it's good to find an errand to do. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

In the afternoon, the birds and flowers in the garden are fragrant, a maid covered her mouth and smiled, leading the way in front, I don't know how long she walked in the path, her eyes suddenly opened up, under the willow tree, a woman leaned against the tree and stood, seeing him coming, she turned around and smiled like a flower: "Yang Gongzi..."

"Unbelievable! The Tartars broke into the mouth and came to Shandong! ”

"Childe, the Tartars broke the city, the Liu family was finished, none of them were gone, and the Liu lady committed suicide for the sake of the name festival..."

"Wherever the Tartars go, they burn, kill, loot, and do all kinds of evil! If the city of Yizhou is broken, no one can escape the Tartar butcher's knife, I Gao Pingzhong is deeply favored by the emperor, and I am willing to scatter all my family wealth to reward everyone, please follow me to defend the city and kill the enemy, and serve the country loyally! ”

"Outside the high-ranking staff! Yang has studied Western arithmetic, knows a little about the use of artillery, and also practices domestic servants' bows and arrows, knives and guns on weekdays, and is willing to help the officers and soldiers defend the city! ”

"Childe, run away! The Tartars break the city, and if you don't leave, it's too late! ”

Her strength has been exhausted, and there is no way to retreat, her appearance appears in front of her, looking up to the sky and screaming, waving a knife to kill herself, hoping to see each other again in the next life.

Yang Ji opened his eyes violently and found that he was not dead, but his head was dizzy and he couldn't come back to his senses in a hurry, and in a trance he seemed to have returned to the era, the era of blood and tears.

The smell of herbs penetrated his nose and made him sneeze.

"Huh? The general woke up? ”

There was a sound of talking in his ears, Yang Ji turned his head to look, but saw that it was his entourage, and was about to open his mouth to ask, but saw this person running out happily: "General Yang is awake!" General Yang is awake! ”

He was the only one left in the tent, lying alone on the couch, Yang Ji smiled helplessly, barely stood up, and found that his abdomen was wrapped in gauze, no blood was oozing but a trace of pain could be felt.

He doesn't have a specific personal entourage, and his entourage is temporarily transferred from the army, so few of the entourage are good at observing words and feelings, they are all elm heads, and they don't know how to ask for cold and warmth to serve people, and when they saw him wake up, they actually ran out first to 'report the good news'.

"I'm not dead..."

Finding that his limbs were sound, his facial features were intact, and he was neither blind nor deaf, Yang Ji was relieved, and he finally remembered what had happened before he lost consciousness.

At the gate, that Chen Fozhi suddenly became difficult, and pulled out a knife to cut Yu Wenwen, but he cut off the blade with a knife, but she actually shot an arrow at herself!

Thinking of her, Yang Ji's heart beat violently, the woman, standing behind Mrs. Xian, seemed to be her entourage, and misunderstood that she had to be unfavorable to Mrs. Xian before she could shoot arrows.

Why, why does she look so much like her?

In the winter of the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, the Qing army entered Koushan Shandong to break through Yizhou, and when the city was broken, Yang Ji, who assisted the official army to defend the city, waved his knife and killed himself, and inexplicably came to this era more than a thousand years ago, although he was still 'alive', but his heart was dead.

His fiancée is dead, and there is no going back to that era, so there is no point in living, just watching history 'repeat itself'.

It wasn't until he met the "reborn" Yu Wenwen, who was bent on changing his original tragic fate, that Yang Ji met the 'same kind', so he didn't embark on the road of seclusion.

As a result, now he actually saw 'her' standing in front of him, which shocked Yang Ji, although reason told him that this woman was not her, but the appearance was too similar for him to forget.

When the footsteps started, it was the lieutenant of the palace who led the people to run in, and after Quan You took up his post in the palace guard, he had more knowledge than ordinary soldiers, so he hurriedly came up and asked Yang Ji if he was unwell, whether he was thirsty, or if he wanted something to eat.

"Where is this? What's wrong with me? ”

"Ah, this is a slang camp, just now..."

"Why are you still in the slang camp! What about the king? What about Chen Fozhi? ”

"General Yang, please rest assured, the king is fine, and he is now discussing with the leaders in the big tent." All of them were not in a hurry or impatient, and they chose the key points and told Yang Ji about the current situation.

The plagued Chen Fozhi has been locked up, and the king of Xiyang believes that Mrs. Xian and other leaders did not know about this matter in advance, so they are still discussing with the leaders in the big tent at this time, and it is only half an hour before Chen Fozhi draws his knife and stabs him, of course, it is impossible to know what the king of Xiyang is talking about now.

Everyone came here with the King of Xiyang, and they were all wearing ring lock armor, so although Yang Ji was hit by an arrow, the arrow was actually stuck on the ring lock armor, and the arrow wound was not serious, but the arrow was poisonous, so Yang Ji would faint.

The poison was actually an anesthetic, which was used by slang hunters for hunting on weekdays, and the woman who shot him was Mrs. Xian's entourage, who mistakenly thought that Yang Ji drew the knife to be unfavorable to Mrs. Xian, so she misunderstood it in a hurry and released the arrow.

"And now?" After Yang Ji finished speaking, he was afraid that his expression would not be clear: "What about the woman who accidentally injured me?" ”

Quan You is no longer the broken military household of the year, and when he heard Yang Ji ask, he instantly sensed that something was wrong, but he remained silent and said that he didn't know about it.

"Quick, take me to the king."

"Ah, General Yang should rest for a while and let the doctor come over to take a look, after all, I don't know the medicinal properties of this anesthetic, and the doctor here has the final say."

"Then you immediately go and report to the king, saying that I am no longer in serious trouble, and don't make a big deal about it."

"Yes."

Yang Ji knew Yuwenwen's temper, and he had to toss out crooked reasons to bite three points if he didn't pay attention to it, not to mention that it was justified now, he was afraid that the woman would be unlucky because of the accidental injury, so he hurriedly asked people to 'report safety', lest Yuwenwen get mad and let people pay for their lives.

Everyone withdrew from the tent, leaving Yang Ji alone in a daze, what happened today did not affect the original plan, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but somehow, he remembered the woman again.

Thinking of this, he was confused, looked up to the side, and was surprised to find that since Yu Wenwen was sitting on the side and looking at him, he couldn't help but blurt out: "King? When did it come in. ”

"It's a long story, the widow can't float in."

Yuwen Wen looked at Yang Ji with a dark face: "You haven't noticed that the widow has been in for so long, what's wrong?" Does it hurt badly? ”

"Ah, no, it's okay to be a magistrate."

"Really?" Yu Wenwen stared at Yang Ji's eyes, and the other party's heart was furious: "King, how are things going?" ”

"It's going well, but your matter is an accident, don't worry, the widow will let them give you a satisfactory explanation! That woman, in particular, must be severely punished! ”

"Huh? Wang, she also misunderstood, forget it, anyway, there is nothing to do with the officials, so as not to hurt the harmony of both parties. ”

"Well, that's what the widow said."

"Ah, that's good, that's good..."

After Yang Ji finished speaking, he didn't know how to turn the topic to the woman, Yu Wenwen just stared at him, the two sides fell into silence, and I don't know how long it took, Yu Wenwen suddenly spoke:

"Alas, miserable, miserable..."