Compared with the boat that went north at full speed with an eager heart to save the country and the people, Tang Yin's boat was leisurely and slow, presenting a completely different atmosphere. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

An official ship rushed towards it, the people above were arguing, and suddenly there was a sound of falling into the water, Qiu Xiang rushed to the bow of the boat to watch, a scholar wearing an old robe called for help in the water, the people on the official ship not only ignored it, but also sneered: "With your weak and shabby appearance, you still want to govern the country and level the world, can you criticize the saint today?" With that, throw a bamboo cage down.

"What are you doing here, get people up."

Qiu Xiang urged Wangcai, who instructed the boatman to throw a thick rope for the scholar to catch, and several people worked together to pull him onto the boat.

"My book."

The scholar disregarded his safety, lying on the bow of the boat, trying to reach out to save the cage, loving books as much as his life, like the rumored pedantic nerd.

"The book is all wet, and it's useless to bring it back."

Qiu Xiang asked the scholar not to waste his efforts.

"I borrowed all the books from Zhang Juren, and I only read half of them."

The scholar said with red eyes.

At this time, Tang Yin also arrived at the bow of the boat, and when he saw this, he said, "Look at the fish, if it really doesn't work, forget it."

The master ordered, Wangcai obeyed his work, and paid the usual money as a bounty, and the boatman with good water characteristics immediately dived into the water, and soon returned with the cage in tow.

The book was all soaked in water, and the scholar was so distressed that he almost wanted to cry, but he finally held back, thanked Tang Yin, and spread out the book to dry, hoping to reduce the loss.

The good man did it to the end, Tang Yin let the slave take over, and asked Wangcai to take the scholar to change into clean clothes.

The scholar was thin and small, and Tang Yin's clothes didn't fit, and he looked like a child wearing adult clothes.

Qiu Xiang brought hot tea and waited for him to catch his breath before asking what happened.

"Zheng Qiao, in Xiaputian, was about to go north to join the Qin Wang Army, but I didn't know that those people said that I slandered the saint and was not worthy of being the king, and they quarreled when they disagreed, and they actually ......."

Speaking of excitement, Zheng Qiao couldn't help choking.

"When the storm is stormy, we must be in the same boat, and they are not afraid of chilling people's hearts by doing so."

Qiu Xiang was angry, and for the first time I heard that patriotism is also divided into three, six, and nine.

Like getting a bosom friend, Zheng Qiao looked at Qiu Xiang gratefully, with great sympathy, Zheng Qiao was five years old for Tang Yin, because he had been buried in books for many years, did not ask about the world, and looked young and immature, like Tang Yin and the same age.

Tang Yin coughed dissatisfiedly and reminded Zheng Qiao not to ignore it.

"What did Brother Zheng say to provoke them?"

There must be a reason for what happened, and there are inevitably officers and soldiers and the children of the official family on the official ship, so that they will not be openly humiliated, or even do acts that may lead to death

"I wrote a letter of 10,000 words to present to the emperor, and Guan Yanei asked me to read it out for everyone to read, and I read that those who beg for peace are not allowed to be gods of heaven and earth, if they are ministers, they are disloyal and disloyal, and if they are kings, they are ashamed of the country, the people, and the people......

Zheng Qiao gushed about the contents of the Chen book, and Qiu Xiang high-fived.

Tang Yin instantly understood the cause and effect, in this era when the father is the son, the king is the minister, the class is orderly, and he must not take a step beyond the thunder pool, Zheng Qiao in front of a boatload of royalists, denounced the emperor who repeatedly negotiated peace with the Jin people, it was simply a tiger whisker and looking for death.

"No matter how strong the Jin people are, there are only tens of thousands of people, and I will be united in the monarchs and people, only fighting and not allowing peace, and I will be able to set foot in Huining Mansion in the blink of an eye."

What is said is reasonable, but the reality is not so, the two emperors of Shenzong and Shuzong are mediocre and incompetent, the country is dying, and they are still playing with power, and they are not human, and the ministers are in party contention, so that some soldiers cannot fight, and some generals dare not use it, and they will give up the good country to foreign races.

Have only oneself to blame.

Tang Yin listened to Zheng Qiao's high argument and hid these four words in his heart.

"The prime minister has the power to cut the land, and the lonely minister has no power to return to the sky."

Muttered.

Like an initiation, Zheng Qiao patted the table and applauded: "For this sentence, it should be a big white."

Tang Yin always chanted some poems of wind and snow, and rarely said a sentence of nostalgia for national affairs, Qiu Xiang and Rongyan, and hurriedly responded: "I'm going to drink." A scene of achievement and ambition.

The concept of loyalty, filial piety, and righteousness is greater than personal life and death, honor and disgrace, is deeply rooted in the minds of Qiu Xiang and Zheng Qiao, and Tang Yin is still a bitter smile in addition to a bitter smile.

When the wine came, before he saw it, he wanted to kneel down and become brothers of the opposite sex, in this kind of spilling dog blood, Tang Yin did not refuse to have a drink with Zheng Qiao.

After drinking, talking about future plans,

Jiang Shui did not discourage Zheng Qiao's enthusiasm, and asked Tang Yin to let him off the boat at the nearest ferry, and he would try to go north.

The gentleman has the beauty of an adult, Tang Yin has no reason to stop him, he generously agreed, Qiu Xiang cooked a few dishes to entertain Zheng Qiao, and after a detailed conversation, Zheng Qiao showed his erudite side, Tang Yin was surprised by his scientific knowledge and ability to touch the bypass, an ancient man with self-study and exploration, mastered a lot of physics and chemistry in later generations.

Tang Yin has a kind of excitement to dig up the treasure, Master Lu's paper-making kung fu is a family tradition, all with experience, in order to make him understand the improvement technology of later generations, Tang Yin spent a lot of time on him. Zheng Qiao is different, he has a complete scientific concept, a correct view of logic, a strong desire for knowledge, and most importantly, he does not stick to the existing common sense and norms, and he raises no less than 30 questions in a single speech, from the Analects to the historical records.

Criticizing the Bible of Confucianism and historians in one breath, daring to challenge, daring to speak his own arguments, bold assumptions, and precise inferences, Tang Yin seemed to see the mad scientists of his time, obsessed with research.

Such talents, with a little allocation, instill some new knowledge in the future, will soon be inspired, and Tang Yin will come up with ideas in the future, and he will teach and lead the craftsmen to practice, so why worry about big things.

Just started to win over, Qiu Xiang pushed it in time.

While watching the stars at the bow of the boat, Qiu Xiang found out where the big and small constellations were according to what Tang Yin had told her before.

Zheng Qiao studied astronomy very deeply, and when he heard the zodiac signs, his eyes immediately lit up, and he begged Qiu Xiang to draw the corresponding astrological symbols, and admired them in amazement.

Seeing him take the bait, Tang Yin took the opportunity to increase the weight, the basic rules of stars, planets, satellites, and celestial bodies were repeated, and when it came to gravity, his eyes were about to burst into flames, pestering Tang Yin and asking, where did he hear these things, and when he wanted to read the magical works he had heard before, his heart was itching, and he fell under the pomegranate skirt of the goddess of knowledge, fascinated and at the mercy of others.

Thinking that he was caught, as soon as he made an invitation, Zheng Qiao would be grateful to come to his side to do things, but he categorically refused Tang Yin's request.

"At the time of the national crisis, all the people of my Daling Dynasty should give up everything, expel the Jin people, and restore my great rivers and mountains, if it weren't for the fact that there is still an old mother at home to support, this trip should be for me and my brother to go to Bianjing together, I can't live up to Daling and him."

Tang Yin realized that he underestimated the patriotism of the bloody man after all, as Zheng Qiao said, with this will, why worry about the immortality of the gold, but thousands of blood, can not wake up the ignorant and selfish emperor, the courtiers who form a party for personal gain, and the last thing they do is still useless, the bright moon they look up to with all their hearts would rather shine the light into the black and stinking ditch, and refuse to warm the hearts of the people of Limin.

Firmly believing that the fruits picked by force will not be sweet, even if it is a pity, Tang Yin followed Zheng Qiao's wishes, as soon as he arrived at the dock where there was a boat, personally sent him off the boat, and sent ten yuan as Cheng Yi, wishing him and his brother to be used by the court and show their ambitions.

Qiu Xiang felt Tang Yin's reluctance, and took the initiative to invite Zheng Qiao to Tianxia Village as a guest, in exchange for a sentence: "Dajin will definitely visit as soon as it is destroyed."

Tang Yin smiled, but he didn't say anything, politely said that he was waiting for the couch, and after talking for a while, he said goodbye and parted ways.

With an imperceptible smile, Qiu Xiang saw it all in her eyes, and asked lonely, "Can't we really win?"

Tang Yin's prophetic insight, Qiu Xiang knows best, the more he is silent, the more he will be defeated in this battle.

"Well, it's a miserable loss."

Suddenly, he opened the folding fan, shook it slightly, smiled lightly, and told the sad truth.