King Kang and Prime Minister Zhang Bangchang were hostages, and the Daling Dynasty ceded the three towns of Taiyuan, Zhongshan and Hejian to the Jin people. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The peach blossom stream is red and dyed into a river of flowers.

In previous years, the literati who brought the Qinglou women to watch the red and fishing flowers were nowhere to be seen, and the war was passed on by word of mouth in the village, Luo Erda, who did not know a single big character, held a piece of begging for thieves, put the cake burden and didn't care, sat in the tea shop, and the villagers scolded the traitorous ministers and misled the country.

Qiu Xiang is in a low mood, and the tea she brews is rarely bitter.

When Tang Yin was painting, he put his left hand on his cheek, sighed, changed to his right hand, and sighed again, as if the Da Ling Dynasty had died, and the Jin people would cross the Peach Blossom River tomorrow and enter the village.

"Don't change it again, Dazzling."

As soon as she spoke, Qiu Xiang grabbed the braids at both ends with both hands, and without moving, her eyes widened, and she stopped breathing and looked at Tang Yin, not daring to act rashly to affect her master's mood.

"Breathe, be careful that you'll die."

looked funny, Tang Yin's irritability was swept away, he put away his pen, his hand was in the air, and he waited for Qiu Xiang to come over with water and let him clean his hands.

"Right away."

After doing it countless times, Qiu Xiang easily brought the copper basin filled with water to Tang Yin.

"It's not time for the sky to fall yet."

While wiping the water stains, she said to Qiu Xiang that her mouth is tight and she will not preach it everywhere, but more things are better than less things, if it weren't for her being depressed and depressed all day long, Tang Yin really didn't want to get entangled in the established historical process.

On the day he stepped out of Hangzhou City, he made up his mind to enjoy life, with thousands of dollars in his waist, indulging in mountains and rivers, drunk and lying on the knees of beautiful women, and on the premise of not offending people, he was as uninhibited as possible, he would not be naïve to think that in feudal society, a common man could do whatever he wanted.

In order to find a backer in the Nanling Dynasty that will come soon, Tang Yin went to Ye Mengde's invitation, and he only wanted to leave a good impression on the other party, and then slowly establish a friendship in the future.

"The sky will still fall."

Qiu Xiang thought about Tang Yin's words pessimistically.

"Does anyone live forever?"

Changing the dynasty is the norm, and Tang Yin laughs at Qiuxiang who is too pedantic.

"I'm not stupid, I just don't want the Jin people to take care of us."

Not accepting alien domination is her bottom line.

"Definitely not a golden man."

Tang Yin said half of his words, because it was the Mongols who destroyed the Nanling Kingdom in the end.

The answer did not make Qiu Xiang happy, and the whole house, including Wangcai, the people in the peach blossom dock were shrouded in an atmosphere of persecution from the enemy country, and they were depressed.

Tang Yin's calm and leisurely was particularly abrupt in the room, if it weren't for the difference between master and servant, Qiu Xiang would have scolded him.

Avoiding the low pressure, Tang Yin went for a walk in the village, but he still couldn't get out of the gloomy clouds.

The village chief knew that Tang Yin was a knowledgeable person, especially after he came back from Hangzhou, he admired this young man who could be summoned by the prefect, and pulled him to ask about the current situation, wanting to say that it was unsightly to stand on the side of the road and talk, so he invited him to the teahouse to drink tea and talk for a long time.

A group of people who are simple and have a sincere and patriotic heart, Tang Yin really can't get rid of it, and seriously and plainly analyzes the possibility of the Jin people crossing the river.

"Even if you lose the north and retreat to the south and wait for an opportunity to counterattack, one day you will recover the land and create another glorious and prosperous world."

After all, the guarantor could not cross the Yangtze River, calmed the anxiety in the hearts of the villagers, and implied implicitly that the words came from Ye Mengde's mouth, not his empty words.

In the first few years, an official word was pressed, which could save a lot of things, and the villagers put down their hearts and gradually dispersed.

The village chief wanted to invite Tang Yin to have a light meal, but Tang Yin politely refused, walked to Peach Blossom Creek alone, and saw that there was no one around, lying lazily on the long grass, looking at the sky and letting go.

The warm sunshine, the cool wind, the soft green grass, the clean air, the flowing water, the pieces of peach petals that float by from time to time, the peach blossom source is nothing more than that, Tang Yin fell in love with the Tianxia Village surrounded by peach blossom trees at a glance, a little isolated from the world.

In the past two years, this love has increased unabated, and he has gained peace of mind from the village, Tang Yin thinks of the source of drinking water, and the village needs it, and Tang Yin can do it, Qiu Xiang and Wangcai will be the masters and agree to contribute to the village.

Like the peach blossom bridge was originally a few pieces of wooden planks patchwork bridge, in disrepair, half a year ago a cow stepped on the board, fell into the water, alarmed the whole village of people, work together to rescue the cow, too late to repair, the bridge was washed away because of a heavy rain that night, Tang Yin saw this, simply spent a sum of money to ask the craftsman to rebuild a solid wooden bridge that can withstand the surge of the stream.

After the bridge was built, the villagers wanted to engrave words of thanks at the head of the bridge, Tang Yin refused on the spot, but the villagers of Tianxia Village all knew that the Peach Blossom Bridge was also called Tangjia Bridge, which was built at the expense of the owner of Peach Blossom Dock.

A bridge gives Tang Yin a sense of belonging, proving that he has indeed come to this old era, but it is a new era for him.

The time of complacency was ruined by a carriage parked by the stream.

A handsome, handsome figure, wearing a moon-white brocade robe, about 20 years old, politely leading, wearing a purple jacket, a lake green thousand-pleated skirt, and a graceful young woman got out of the car.

"You guys wait here, Miss Yuan and I will come back after enjoying the flowers."

The man said heartily.

Tang Yin heard it from afar, and frowned slightly, the man's voice was too loud, disturbing the tranquility of Peach Blossom Creek.

"Do what Pang Gongzi said, I will call you if there is something."

The woman said coquettishly, crisp as a silver bell, the wind moved, everywhere, Tang Yin couldn't help but raise his head to spy on the movement in front of him, but the distance was too far, and he only saw a few figures.

A pair of people walked hand in hand to the left side of the stream, slowly moving away from the village and Tang Yin.

Peach Blossom Creek is the time of the red, the scenery is beautiful, suitable for love, not to mention whether they know that someone is lying here, the little couple wants to talk about their hearts, intimate snuggling, naturally to go to a place where no one is.

As soon as the master left, the carriage drove away from where it had come.

"Where are you going? What should we do if our girl can't find the carriage when she comes back?"

The little maid nervously asked Pang Gongzi's personal servant.

"With our young master here, what are you afraid of? I won't eat your girl."

The personal servant's tone was not good, and the meaning of teasing was strong, urging the carriage to go quickly, a good thing that ruined the son, and it sounded bad to you.

The little maid was frightened and left with the carriage stupidly.

Tang Yin heard that something was wrong, and the person sat up straight, knocked his head with a fan, and considered whether to take care of other people's affairs.

It seems to be a love affair, Lang is affectionate, sister is intentional, here is ancient and in broad daylight, men will not do anything excessive, eat tofu, take advantage of something, maybe the woman is still enjoying it, he shouldn't have bumpered into it for no reason.

Speaking in classical Chinese, it's good to take care of the bottom line, don't go to the scenery.

Tang Yin lay down again, the sun was still that heart-warming spring day, the wind was still that slightly cool and not cold, pleasant and refreshing spring breeze, the grass was soft, the taste was not decent, but the heart could no longer be quiet.

In modern times, it is just two young people seeking excitement, change the environment and have fun, don't be secretly photographed and uploaded to the Internet, it will be an unforgettable memory, but in ancient times, men and women were attached to great defense, and there was no matchmaker, and the fate of the woman can be imagined.

Before the facts were clear, Tang Yin didn't want to be a bad guy who beat mandarin ducks rashly, so with the idea of startling the snake, he got up, wiped the dust off his body, and walked slowly and methodically in the direction where the two people were.

"The moon is falling and the sky is full of bats, Jiang Feng is sleeping, Lanruo Temple outside Gusu City, and the bell rings in the middle of the night to the ghost ship."

Pretending to be an idler who is singing the wind and the moon, reciting aloud poems that have been changed casually, and being a boring man who spoils the scenery, no matter how bold the man is, he has to stop it in time.

He was really expected, and after walking for a while, he saw that the woman was disheveled, her headdress was crumbling, and she ran from behind a tree, with surprise and anger on her face, and the joy of discovering the savior, and approached Tang Yin with a complicated expression for help.

"Girl, polite, this is ......"

Seeing is not necessarily evidence, Tang Yin waited for her to say it herself.

"If you don't do your business, go as far as you want."

Without waiting for the woman to speak, the man surnamed Pang took the lead and wanted to retreat Tang Yin.

"Pang Gongzi, please respect yourself, although Rong Rong is in the dust, she doesn't sell her body as an artist, she would rather die than lose her innocence."

The woman surnamed Yuan Rongrong confessed her position, did not hide her identity, and fought back without being humble or arrogant.

"Yuan Rongrong, who ranks third among the top four banks in Jiangning?"

I have heard of the name for a long time, and when I see it today, it really lives up to its reputation, with bright eyes and bright teeth, lips and cheeks as if dyed pink, among the complexions that Tang Yin has seen, it is Jing Yuwu that is closest to powder snow, but the texture and skin quality are the best of Yuan Rongrong, face to face, like appreciating the best jade.

The eyebrows and eyes are hooked, there is a sultry charm in the dignified, the clothes and hair are disordered, and the appearance is slightly embarrassed, giving people a pitiful and pitiful appearance, and they can't help but want to bully the appearance, which adds to the charm, which can be called a natural stunner.

"The concubine is ashamed."

Tang Yin's outspokenness made Yuan Rongrong ashamed, but Pang Gongzi became arrogant, as if he was mocking the woman who was laughing in the chair building, why was she pretentious.

"I'm out of the word, Miss Yuan, don't be surprised."

Straightforward and fast-talking, said something that shouldn't be said, Tang Yin apologized embarrassedly, he always wanted to know Qinglou, subject to psychological obstacles, and never able to take the first step, since he was destined to meet a well-known woman in the Huanchang, he could naturally use the name of visiting friends in the future, and visit the kiln generously, so as not to waste him taking the name of a generation of romantic talents.

To achieve the goal, you must befriend Yuan Rongrong, this Pang Gongzi is just a stepping stone, and he will not step on it at this time.

"I've heard Miss Yuan's good name for a long time, I haven't had a chance to see it, it's better to meet by chance, it's better to forget the unhappy things, go to the house and sit down, and after picking up, I will send a car to send you to Jiangning."

To make up for the faux pas just now, Tang Yinli invited Yuan Rongrong for several weeks, pointing to Tianxia Village not far away.

"There it is."

This head led Yuan Rongrong away, took the opportunity to squint at Pang Gongzi, and looked at him with a disdainful look overlooking the cockroach.

Entanglement is not good for weak women, and Yuan Rongrong also wants to get rid of this beast-faced guy as soon as possible, so she accepts Tang Yin's suggestion.

"I'm bothering Childe."

Yuan Rongrong gave Tang Yin a blessing, hid by his side, and waited for him to lead the way.

"My surname is Tang."

It is convenient to call, Tang Yin reported his surname.

"Rong Rong, thank you Tang Gongzi for your help."

Yuan Rongrong said deeply.

"Seeing unevenness on the road is something that people in my generation should do."

Tang Yin has long wanted to say lines like this, so that he can have a sense of antiquity.

"There is a short way to go, Miss Yuan might as well go to the no-man's land ahead, straighten her clothes a little, and wait until she gives up and then bathes and changes her clothes, so as to wash away her bad luck."

The tree by the stream is not big, but Yuan Rongrong has a slender figure, and the sideways cover is enough to tidy up her clothes.

"Okay, can you ask Childe to keep watch for Rong Rong?"

This body was unsightly, and when she was seen, Yuan Rongrong couldn't wash it when she jumped into the Yellow River, so she simply believed Tang Yin to the end.

"Don't look at indecent things, don't listen to indecent people, don't move indecent people, Tang will never be the slightest offended."

Tang Yin glanced at Pang Gongzi again, full of irony.

Being ignored was already angry, Tang Yin was thorny again, Pang Gongzi was furious, and stopped the two people who were walking towards the big tree.

"Stop me."

Yuan Rongrong was about to stop, but Tang Yin gestured to her to ignore it, and turned around to deal with the angry and angry pervert.

"Which onion and garlic are you, dare to meddle with this young master's affairs, report your name, and see if you are enough pounds?"

Pang Gongzi is pampered, when has he been so insulted, and he asked angrily.

"In my setting, at this time, I should say that I am the embodiment of beauty and intelligence, hero and chivalry, and then report a well-known name, but that is too dramatic, real life must be called narcissistic, or it is a psychopath."

Using too many modern words, Tang Yin kindly changed for the other party: "It's just shameless."

"For the sake of fame, forget it."

Taking into account the reality, Tang Yin couldn't help but say no exaggeration, but the opening sentence full of tension was that the influence of a person's reputation in ancient times was too wide, and it would be difficult to move an inch if it was tarnished slightly.

Tang Yin coughed, and after clearing his throat, he said solemnly: "The people of the world are in charge of the world's affairs, Tang doesn't know what misunderstanding there is between Gongzi and Miss Yuan, but bullying a weak woman is really not a gentleman's doing.

Weigh the gains and losses for Pang Gongzi and persuade him to stop in time.

"If Childe is willing to give the next thin noodles to pass by, I will guarantee that no second person will know about today's affairs."

Give him a step down.

Seeing Pang Gongzi's gaze looking back, Tang Yin added: "If you don't say it, how can Miss Yuan speak, as an Oiran, she naturally knows what to say and what not to say."

is thorough, and looks at Pang Gongzi to see if he is on the road.

The best solution is in front of him, Pang Gongzi's heart is moved, he was unwilling, put so much thought on Yuan Rongrong, she is also interested in herself, but she can't kiss Fang Ze for a long time, under the instigation of others, he made a trick, if he wants to have a skin kiss, he can get what he wants, but he doesn't really want to be in the wild, but he didn't expect Yuan Rongrong to be so chaste, he refused to give in if he didn't pass the door, and he killed Tang Yin halfway to bite the gold, so it was difficult to ride a tiger.

"Everything is wrong with Rong Rong, if Pang Gongzi can forgive Rong Rong, Rong Rong is grateful."

After tidying up her appearance, Yuan Rongrong returned to Tang Yin's side.

Tang Yin is right, born in a Qinglou, and has been trained for many years, she will not worry about the guests who come to the door, and do things that are self-defeating.

Hearing Tang Yin's calm and stable analysis of the gains and losses, Yuan Rongrong re-evaluated this young man with a crooked poem, feeling that he was not very old and a little cynical, but he was mature and steady in handling things, and because of the lingering palpitations, he unconsciously relied on him a little more.

The matter should have ended here, Tang Yin thinks that people with a little head should know to accept it when they see it, and take a step back to see each other in the future.

Pang Gongzi's reaction was out of his calculations,

The man's self-esteem was troubled, Pang Gongzi was dissatisfied with Yuan Rongrong's dependence on Tang Yin, and saw Tang Yin retreating, thinking that he was afraid of himself, and said aggressively: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't think you dare, what, want to be a hero." Are you afraid that Young Master Ben will come to you to settle accounts?"

"Think twice before you act, impulsiveness is useless."

Obviously, Tang Yin didn't want to get into such a senseless dispute.

"If you say you're afraid, Master Ben will let you go."

Some people just have to make inches, bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

Seeing that the situation has been decided, the other party is determined to compete with himself, and there is no reason for the male in estrus to talk about.

If you turn your face, you don't need to scruples, Tang Yin put away his gentle smile, raised his head high, three on his left foot and seven on his right foot, leaned to one side, shook the folding fan hard, and said loudly with a crazy attitude of no one in his eyes:

"I am the embodiment of beauty and wisdom, hero and chivalry—Tang Bohu."