The whole city of Jiangning knew that Shuzong had surrendered to the Jin people, and when he worshiped the Jin Dynasty in front of the incense case, the cold wind of sorrow had blown all over the south of the Yangtze River. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Poplar is sad and windy, and Xiao Xiaochou kills.

Cai Mingjian resigned as the head of the Yuhe Poetry Society, standing alone on the bank of the Yangtze River, and chanted a small line of ancient Han poetry.

The Lord worries about the ministers, and the Lord humiliates the ministers to death.

Looking at his white and tender, as thin as a jade shoot, in addition to writing poems and lyrics, he has not done rough work, a sense of disgust came up, this is the first time in his life that he dislikes the identity of a scholar, he wants to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, it doesn't hurt to die in battle, he wants to watch the golden people insult the emperor and bully the people of Daling, he would rather not live.

Angrily took off his scholarly robe, and threw it the river, from today he wants to seal the pen, abandon the robe and join the army, and will not stop until he kills all the golden dogs.

As if laughing at him for his inadequacy, the river blew the opposite wind, and the cyan robe was blown into the air and flew towards Jiangning City.

Cai Mingjian beat his chest and cried by the river, wearing thin clothes and walking back to the city decadently.

That night, Cai Mingjian was seriously ill with a fever and was unconscious, and kept saying the nightmare: "It's useless to be a scholar."

A few days later, the robe that flew away was washed by human pulp, and it was neatly stacked at the gate of Cai's house, and a poem was left in the robe as an echo and exhortation.

The family is ruined, the country is broken, and the inn is cold in spring but like autumn.

In the rain, the flowers are exhausted, and the birds are still chirping in front of the window.

The hearts of the group have become accustomed to chaos, and they are desperate to see Bo die.

Waiting for the will of heaven with his hands in his sleeves can be blank for five minutes.

The unnamed poems are discussed endlessly among the scholars, and a sentence of the group has become accustomed to chaos, cutting into a corner of the south of the Yangtze River, and the indifference and numbness to state affairs are like knocking a gavel in the hearts of everyone.

In the major teahouses and restaurants, the ladies were eagerly discussing the current situation in the imperial court, how to drive away the golden dog, and they were also guessing who picked up Cai Mingjian's robe? Write deafening cautionary poems.

The handwriting of the members of the Yuhe Poetry Society and the style of writing poems are not right.

Someone thought of Tang Yin.

Since ancient times, who has not died and looked at Bo death in a desperate way, it can be called consistent in artistic conception.

But since Wang Xian's father, the young supervisor of the Shaofu and the ministers of the central government were taken away by the Jin people and turned to Tang Yin for help, Tang Yin went back and forth to Liuruju every day to discuss the rescue with the palace, and he was so busy that he couldn't take out the poems to express his feelings, and the sharp-eyed people recognized that the handwriting on the poems was consistent with the book written by Mr. Word Measurement, who set up a stall on East Street.

After spending money to ask, Mr. Word Measurement said that it was dictated by a military master, he ghostwrote, and asked about his appearance, Mr. Word Measurement only said that he couldn't remember it, but he must recognize it when he saw people.

As soon as he heard that the poem was written by a martial artist, the scholars suddenly lost interest, and even changed their previous praise in every way, provocatively, and sour words, but Er'er.

Cai Mingjian couldn't afford to be sick, and so did Da Ling Chao.

Shuzong was detained in the barracks by the Jin people and threatened to pay a ransom before he was released.

Within 10 days, 1,000,000 ingots of gold and 5,000,000 silver were to be paid.

The treasury was empty, Kaifeng Mansion sent people to the people to loot, the Ministry of Shangshu Wang Shiyong worked hard to plunder the beautiful women for the Jin people to enjoy, the world's most prosperous Bianjing, became poor and white in a few days, and the people did not even let go of the flesh of the dead in order to satisfy their stomachs.

The ransom could not be scraped together, and the gold people paid off the debts with people, and there were more than 10,000 women alone, from concubines, princesses, princesses, to palace maids, official women, and singers.

Bianjing fell, and the news was closed, and Tang Yin learned this information from later generations in advance.

The Daling people only knew that in the months after Shuzong surrendered, Jin Taizong issued an edict to demote Shuzong to a concubine, and took off the dragon robes of Shen and Shu on the spot, and the two sects only wore their middle clothes and knelt down with tears to thank them.

When the Jin people spread the edict and spread it to Jiangning, the cry in the city shook the sky, like a mourning test.

Merchants on the streets have put away their businesses and closed their businesses to show their grief.

Liuru settled in the morning, closed the door to thank the guests, and strictly ordered the guys to remain solemn and not allowed to laugh and laugh.

The coachman led the carriage to the back alley, Niu Gui led three subordinates, checked the carriage inside and out, confirmed that there were no mistakes, and asked his subordinates to pick up their clothes, put them on the light, and go into the house by themselves to invite Tang Yin out.

Niu Gui and they are now the family members of the Tang Mansion, specializing in guarding the safety of the Tang family when they go out, in view of the kidnapping of Tang Yin last time, the shopkeeper Hua and Qiu Xiang expressed their absolute approval of adding a few guards to the family.

Liuruju is not bad for this money now, Zhu Mian's collection, Jia Ziqi brought a lot of Shangjing to sell, at the Fan Lou peer invitation banquet, but to show a piece of Wu Daozi's authentic handwriting, these pen and ink shop shopkeepers bid like crazy, and so on to know that Jia Ziqi has more Han and Tang Dynasty masters in his hands, paintings, the owner behind them can no longer sit still, after the identification, after confirming that it is genuine, the price is so high that Jia Ziqi is staggered.

There are not one or two royal relatives behind the big shops in Bianjing, and the rich businessmen in Jiangnan dare not accept the stolen goods, they have no fear to rush to buy, and the goods are hot again, and they enter the treasury of the powerful, and the traces are wiped out to it, and then they are snatched up by the Jinren, and it becomes a nonsense account, and the government wants to investigate, okay, have the ability to tell the Jinren.

Hu Ding thought that the calligraphy and painting were not easy to preserve, so he gave it all to Tang Yin, and really let Tang Yin make a fortune, Wu Daozi's paintings alone were sold for 100,000 yuan, and Jia Zi had to send a ship to transport the mountains of gold, silver and copper back to Jiangning.

If it weren't for Tang Yin's defeat being faster than making money, the shopkeeper Hua really wanted to buy the entire street where Liuruju was located, so that those who laughed at him at the beginning, followed a hairy boy, and guarded a broken pen and ink shop, doomed to have no future, opened their dog's eyes to see how considerable the family business Liuruju earned in just a few years.

When the head of a large family went out, there were often seven or eight guards beside him, and Tang Yin only took four of them, which was considered shabby.

"Go to the palace."

Tang Yin got into the car and sat down, and Niu Gui immediately gave orders.

Niu Gui sat beside the coachman and watched the movement ahead, and his men followed on both sides and behind.

"Slow down."

Xiangfa dutifully waited until the carriage was out of the alley before closing the door.

"The owner is gone."

As soon as he closed the door, he reported to the ventilation in the house, bolted the door firmly, and faithfully carried out the task of controlling the wind as ordered by Qiu Xiang.

In the hall, Qiu Xiang wore a pink bicarapace, a dark blue honeysuckle embroidered skirt, and a black mink fur neck, and stood on the Xiangfei bamboo flower stool, starting from Jian Taicheng with the index finger of her right hand, and pointing to the dog's nose, broken tooth seven, and Xiaohezi one by one, stopping at the tip of the broken throat nose, and finally shaking her fingers and chuckling.

"It's not that I'm talking, Liuruju plus Taohuawu Mansion up and down, who has followed the young master and me for a long time, I want to live in a small tile house, the young master's affairs are all handled by me Qiu Xiang, the young master's back is wiped by me, the profane clothes and pants are washed by me, the robe is sewn by me, the bed is warm by me, and the dream words I say are also the first I hear, the young master's eyes roll, I understand what he is thinking, what to do? There's nothing I don't know about the young master, just a stalk will stump you, but it won't stump me."

Jian Taicheng handed over Jiang Min'er to Hou Tong, accepted the rich pre-gold, Hou Tong packed the ticket and delivered the person safely, he took a fancy to the collision-resistant, amazingly fast boat, and wanted to buy a few, please Jian Taicheng give Tang Yin a breath first, and then he will come to visit again.

People and boats entrusted to Hou Tong, Jian Taicheng changed to a small boat to return to Jiangning, while Tang Yin summoned everyone to explain the plan after the future, and explained the work, he privately asked Qiu Xiang for something he couldn't figure out, the dog nose overheard, came over to join in the fun, he was also curious about Tang Yin's unique words and deeds, not only him, Broken Tooth Seven, Xiao Heizi, broke his throat and wanted to know more about his own owner, gathered together, a few big men left a sentence Qiu Xiang sister, right a good girl, coaxed Qiu Xiang to blossom, promised to guide them to the maze, but to wait for Tang Yin to go out.

"Burying a stalk is the meaning of burying a foreshadowing, for example, didn't Wang Xian Wang Gongzi give the young master a folding fan made of fine iron five days ago? Whether the prince can use it or not, like it or not, when the young master comes to Wang Gongzi today, he will definitely bring a new folding fan to show his respect for this gift."

Qiu Xiang narrowed her face: "If, I mean what if, the young master met a gangster on the road, and during the fight, the gangster slashed at the young master with a knife, and the young master took a folding fan to block it, and the gangster thought he had succeeded, waiting for the knife to break the folding fan and disembowel the young master."

"Qiu Xiang, you're done, I'm going to tell the young master that you curse him."

Baohuan interjected on the side, determined to sue.

"Go, see if the young master believes me or believes in you, these masters will not let you go."

Qiu Xiang pushed back, Jian Taicheng took the lead, and the dog nose glared at Baohuan together, Baohuan realized his mistake at this time, and he was about to run away with oil on the soles of his feet.

"Run, where are you going? From tomorrow onwards, you will be alone in the night incense at home, and it will not stop until it has been poured for a month, because I used to treat you as a sister."

Baohuan didn't dare to cry, and withdrew with a sad face and choked up.

"Go on, the owner is to blame, and Uncle Dog will carry it for you."

The person who was in the way left, and the dog's nose wanted Qiu Xiang to finish speaking, and his appetite was hung up entirely, and his heart was itching.

Qiu Xiang cleared her throat, coughed twice, and used the storyteller's tone: "When it was too late, it was fast, the sharp knife was cut on the folding fan, and there was a sound of gold and iron colliding, the card was dangdang, and the folding fan was damaged and continuous, while the villain was stunned, the young master flashed to the left, and made a blow through the heart leg, which hit the gangster's chest, and the gangster flew backwards three hundred zhang, vomiting and dying."

"Okay!"

Win a cheer from the dog's nose.

After applauding, Qiu Xiang continued: "Wang Gongzi didn't know that the young master would be in danger before giving a fan, and the young master didn't take a folding fan to defend himself because he knew in advance that there would be an attack by gangsters, but when the young master used the iron bone fan to get out of danger, not only would we not feel strange, but would take it for granted, sighing that there is destiny in the dark, and God will bless the young master to get this treasure fan to help, a seemingly inconsequential thing, which becomes an important key at an inadvertent moment, that is, a foreshadowing, which is what the young master said."

"In this way, the owner sent everyone Jiang to King Kang with ulterior motives."

Jian Taicheng suddenly realized, he said, it is not to make people stay and fly together, how King Kang treats Jiang Min'er, Jian Taicheng has no way of knowing, but Jiang Min'er is not a simple love for King Kang.

"Uncle Tai, how can you break the stalk, isn't the young master's stalk buried in vain?"

Qiu Xiang stomped her feet lightly and blamed Jian Taicheng for telling Tang Yin's plan.

Jian Taicheng said bluntly: "Lao Tai lost his words, and he will never do it again next time."

The doubts in my heart are gone.

The dog's nose raised his hand, this is the rule set by Tang Yin, if you have a question, raise your hand first and then ask questions, the fastest one is the first.

"Uncle Dog, please speak."

These people below were all born and died with Tang Yin, she treated them as uncles and brothers, and occasionally she would be coquettish and lose her child's temper, but she was respectful in her heart.

"Who is Sakuragi Hanamichi?"

Niu Gui cried to the dog's nose, and asked him to be sure to speak well in front of Tang Yin, so that no one in his Niu family would be hooked up with the widows.

The dog nose asked Tang Yin a few times, but Tang Yin always smiled and didn't answer.

"A man more than six feet tall, red as fire, violent temperament, infinitely powerful, leaping like an antelope, originally a scoundrel in the market, unlearned, and fighting with people all day long, and was later influenced by his teacher, Mr. Anzai, to become a generation of Temari masters, once asked 50 women to marry were refused, and every time they were refused, they would hurt people."

"Fifty, that's not a hundred times uglier than Lao Tzu, no, the highest Japanese are no more than five feet, only the Dutch have red hair."

The dog-nosed mother once asked a matchmaker to arrange the marriage for him, but he was rejected twice, and the third time was completed, but he was rewarded by the government and has been dead since then.

"The young master can't lie, isn't Second Master Guan's face as red as wine, there are so many strange people and strange things in the world, we can't have it in our Han family, and we don't have it."

Qiu Xiang said that he had a nose and eyes, and he couldn't help but believe it, as she said, he had traveled all over the country, except for drunks, he had never seen a red-faced man like Second Brother Guan.

Since the loyal and righteous Second Brother Guan exists, it cannot be categorically said that there is no tall red-haired son born in the widow.

"I have a question, what is Temari?"

Breaking his throat and asking.

"Keju is to kick the bow with the foot, the hand bow is changed to the foot, to throw instead of kicking, on a long field, two bamboo frames are erected on the left and right, a wooden board is nailed above the bamboo frame, a merry eye facing the sky is set up, a circle is drawn with lime, two points are scored in the circle, three points are scored outside the circle, there are three people against three people, five people against five people two kinds of rules, if Uncle Po is interested, you may wish to go to Tianxia Village to have a look, after the farming, the people in the village will gather in the open space, have a game or two of hand bows, Cao Niu played well, seven or eight goals can be scored in ten goals."

There are people in Tianxia Village who are playing, so it's not empty talk.

"Sister Qiu is erudite and knowledgeable, and she has been taught."

Breaking his throat has always admired learned people, regardless of whether the other party is old or not, he gave the highest reverence, hugged his fists and saluted, and the other groups of people followed suit and greeted Qiu Xiang one by one.

Qiu Xiang's small and tall nose shrugged half a high sky, saying that she didn't dare, but she was actually so proud that she was dying.

"The young master also taught me a lot of knowledge, as well as the Fanbang language, if you don't dislike it, how about listening to me?"

I'm in a hurry to show off.

"Know what a thunderbolt is? What are legs up? How did the English cry out for injustice? I don't know, come over a little, sister will tell you."

Laughing so much.