Fang Luo always had a question in his heart: "What is the identity of that lady who dresses as a man?" Why is the chest like a hill? ”

Thinking of this, he thought of the elegant lyrics of a mountain song in the later life: My sister looks like a drifter, and her two tits are fluttering......

can befriend a talented woman like Li Qingzhao, but he is not an ordinary person. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Fang wandered as he raised his spear and stabbed the stake, popping into the wood.

This sound made Yang Qing raise his head, the thin wooden spear could actually penetrate the thick wooden stake, and he sighed dumbfounded: "Brother Wandering is really a divine power!" Unconsciously clenched the book in his hand.

Now Yang Qing's body has improved a lot, and he can walk slowly on the ground, and usually half-lie down in the yard to read poetry and bask in the sun.

Fang Luo pulled out the wooden spear, turned his head and smiled at Yang Qing: "Without him, only his hands are familiar!" He looked back at the paulownia stump, and thought about replacing it with a willow stake, but shook his head, he had already planned the time to go south, and there was no need to look for a new stake.

He tossed his spear aside and scrambled to his horse.

The sun in April is not scorching, and the wind is beautiful and breezy, which makes people feel comfortable. Even if you are walking on a horse, you can't help but feel the comfort of this moment. He hummed an English tune "valderfields" in his mouth, a warm and soft song that was just in his mood at the moment. Although I can't remember the lyrics clearly, I remember the title of the song, because he thinks the song is too vulgar, valderfields - the field, the lyrics should be written about the wife and children hot kang head, and the story of a cow pulling the plow, so he didn't pay attention to the lyrics, and he didn't understand it anyway.

He hummed and sang in his mouth: Iwillfind, findacow......

Fang Xuan's voice is not bad, the timbre is also full and mellow, and the songs he sings are fluttering in the wind, swaying with the April flying flotsam in the prosperous and blooming season.

Yang Qing opened his mouth wide, he had never heard such a tactful and gentle tune, even the slang songs in the countryside were not like this, and of course he didn't think it was better than Fan Lou's singing.

As soon as Nuan Er walked into the courtyard gate, she stopped to listen quietly, the woman's mind was more delicate than the man's, and for a while she felt that this tune was comparable to Feng Yinu's singing.

She was surprised and happy in her heart, Brother Luo must have met a fairy, otherwise how could he have learned all kinds of talents.

After Fang Luo finished humming this song, Yang Qing stood up violently, his face was already full of excitement, and he couldn't say half a sentence for a while.

Fang Luo caught a glimpse of Yang Qing's appearance, he felt a burst of self-satisfaction in his heart, the tiger's body straightened, and the horse walked more regularly, as if there was no talent comparable to him in the world.

A small gust of wind blew, caressing his forehead, blowing through his chest, and teasing his crotch, and he felt a wave of coolness behind his buttocks, and when he looked back, a piece of torn burlap was waving in the wind, as if it was proclaiming that the territory was its master.

Fang Luo's old face flushed, and he turned around and smiled at Yang Qing, who was smiling and blushing, but saw Nuan'er standing at the gate of the courtyard looking at him.

He didn't mind being seen looking embarrassed, especially a woman, let alone his own warm child. This walked straight over, and the flickering hole behind the buttocks blinded Yang Qing's dog eyes.

"Nuan'er, have you sent the words?" Fang Luo stared at Nuan'er's slightly flushed face and asked.

Nuan'er nodded and replied: "Feng Niangzi accepted it, and told me that as long as Brother Luo writes as many words as possible, she and Li Niangzi will accept as many as they want." ”

"Mrs. Li?" Fang Luo asked, he muttered in his heart, why did there be another Li Niangzi.

Nuan'er covered her mouth and smiled before saying, "The one who came to the night in men's clothes was Mrs. Li." She looked out the door and whispered, "Mrs. Li, Master Li......"

Fang Luo couldn't help but laugh. I should have thought that there would be no second person in Bianliang except for Master Li, maybe the Maode Emperor who was captured by Jin two years later can be compared.

Master Li and Emperor Maode are all celestial figures, and their identities are very different compared to them, so they don't think much about it at the moment, they just want to sell the one hundred and ten poems that they wrote in half a month.

Fang Luo put away his expression and pondered for a while before saying: "Nuan'er, come to Japan to seal the lady, I have more than 100 good poems, and I can take 100,000 yuan." After that, I blamed myself in my heart, I was afraid that all the good poems of later generations would be swept away by myself, shameless, shameless.

Nuan'er looked surprised, oh my God, 100,000! Brother Wandering is not crazy! Ordinary people can't earn it for a few lifetimes without eating or drinking! Before she could speak, Fang Qian said again: "In a few days, I will discuss with you about moving to Jiangnan......

Nuan'er pouted, and said with a smile: "Wherever Brother Luo goes, Nuan'er will follow!" ”

Fang Luo also responded with a smile and pinched her nose.

"Brother Luo, will the Tartars really attack Bianjing?" Yang Qing was still unbelievable, even if Fang Luo was no longer Wuxia Ameng, he suddenly had an enviable talent.

The lights on the porcelain bowl flickered on and off, and several people sat around the square table, and the atmosphere was quite tense for a while.

Nuan'er held her breath, kneading her two little hands, and kept staring at the beating lights.

Fang Yao nodded, knocked on the table and said, "In the fourth year of Xuanhe, Baigou River was defeated...... Now that the Great Song Dynasty is still invincible to Liao, who is about to die in the country, how can it be able to defeat the golden captives who are in the middle of the day. Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, shrimp eat river mud ......"

Yang An had a lot of insight when he was young, and he agreed with Fang Yao's words, and said slowly: "The Great Song Dynasty is strong and strong, and this is the shrimp......

Fang Luo shook his head and replied quite angrily: "It's river mud!" A mess of mud! The mud is full of pickled loaches! ”

Yang Qing closed his eyes, and his heart was full of thoughts: "Is my Great Song really so rotten?" Brother Luo is also right, the 'Sea Alliance' is to seek skin with the tiger and lure the wolf into the house, looking at the world, the huge Liao State is still invincible, and how can the Great Song Dynasty, which has 200,000 troops defeated by a mere 30,000 Liao troops? It seems that the southern invasion of Jin Yu is also overnight, and there is a danger of the river in the south of the Yangtze River, which can probably save the family, even if the court is in a safe corner, there is also a chance to enter the scientific examination. He replied immediately: "I am in favor of moving to Jiangnan, and now that I have silver, I can go to Nanyi." ”

Yang An was silent. He naturally trusts Brother Wandering, and Brother Wandering's reputation also makes his face shine, and now no one in Bianliang City knows everyone in the words! Yang An can feel the envious gaze of his neighbors in Sifang when he walks on the street these days. moved his family to Jiangnan, he didn't disapprove of it, but he couldn't give up the place where he had lived for more than ten years, and he was also worried that he would not adapt to the water and soil in Jiangnan. Especially whether Yang Qing's body and bones can survive thousands of miles of turbulence, and when he arrives in the hot and humid Jiangnan, will the old disease recur.

Yang An rubbed his calloused hands, glanced at Yang Qing, and then glanced at Fang Luo and Nuan'er, and finally made up his mind: "I also agree, it's far away, I can't stay in this Bianliang City, I'm not complaining about Brother Luo'er, who you saw yesterday, it's Ma Liu!" I met him, although the guy didn't find any bad luck, but his eyes were fierce, I was afraid that there would be some bad water in the dark! It's better to leave as soon as possible! ”

Fang Luo got up and paced a few steps, stopped and said, "It's okay, but please ask Uncle Yang to find someone who is familiar and reliable tomorrow and set a carriage, huh...... The date was set for three days later, and I went to Hangzhou. Pick up some things at home and take them lightly. "Fortunately, the household registration control in the Song Dynasty was extremely lenient, and you could move freely, and you can settle down as soon as possible when you get to the south of the Yangtze River.

Yang An nodded and said: "Although there are few carriages, it is not difficult to find, and Brother Meng will be able to drive." It's just that the land road is bumpy, and the water road is much smoother......"

Fang Luo didn't think about it so carefully, as a later generation, he had never made a carriage, and he didn't know the bumps of the carriage, thinking that there would be no much labor from Bianliang to Hangzhou. Yang An naturally has experience and knows the ease of the waterway, from the Bianhe River to the Huaishui, and then through the Hangou and Jiangnan Canal to Hangzhou, the time taken is much less.

He scratched his head and said, "It's my nephew's negligence, Uncle Yang has a lot of acquaintances on the waterway, so this matter is handled by my uncle." ”

"There is another thing, that is, Brother Meng'er, is Brother Luo willing to take him and his mother to move over together?" Yang An asked tentatively.

Fang Luo was stunned, and then remembered that Er Meng came. The two grew up together as children, and they were as close as brothers. Ermeng has a wooden personality and is not good at talking, and after his father Wang Sangui died of illness, he was even more taciturn. These days of contact also made Fang Yi feel that Er Meng could be used as his arm in the future.

"Ermeng is his own brother. Naturally, I want to take him and the uncle and aunt of the Wang family to Jiangnan, so that we can help each other. Fang Qian replied happily.

Yang An said happily: "Tomorrow, I will discuss it with Brother Meng." ”

The next day, Nuan'er brought a reply from Feng Yinu: "The previous poems are two thousand yuan each, but these one hundred and ten poems are not worth 100,000 yuan. If you really can't make a move, you are willing to buy it with Li Niangzi for 10,000 yuan. ”

I'll go...... The small flame in Fang Yao's heart slowly rose, and then calmed down again, since he said that he was in business, he had to spend a lot of bargaining. 10,000 is less, and I know that 100,000 is a lion's big mouth, and 30,000 is appropriate.

made up his mind, so he told Nuan'er: "Tell Feng Niangzi that if it is less than 30,000 yuan, one hundred and ten poems will no longer appear in the world." Well! That's it! ”

Although Nuan'er had an embarrassed expression on her face, she had to obey his orders.

"How things are arranged!" Cai Shao sat in the main hall and sipped tea, and asked without raising his head.

Xu Huaikun glared at Ma Liu, and Ma Liu hurriedly replied: "Back to Dalang, a dark pile has been arranged near the Yang house, and the Yang family's every move is under control." ”

Seeing Cai Shao's expressionless face, Xu Huaikun hurriedly added: "The little one has already brought the words to Commander Huai, and as soon as the time comes, he will make the soldiers take down the people of the Yang family and hand them over to He Tuiguan, all of whom are their own people, and Da Lang is relieved." ”

Cai Shao sneered in his heart, Fang Xuan, Fang Xuan, death is approaching, I am afraid that you are still intoxicated with poetry.

The Imperial City Division of the Song Dynasty is quite similar to the Jinyi Wei of the Ming Dynasty, the Imperial City Division is responsible for reconnoitering the army, officials, and civil discussions, and in the fifth year of Zhenghe (1116), the six family officials commanded about 3,000 people. Commander Huai is one of the six commanders of the family officials, and is responsible for the investigation and arrest of officials and people in various parts of the capital.

Xu Huaikun stopped when he wanted to speak.

Cai Shao smacked him and said, "If you have a fart, let it go!" ”

Xu Huaikun lowered his head and laughed a few times before saying: "I heard that the Yang family has a daughter named Nuan'er, who was born like a hibiscus out of water, if Da Lang intends to ......"

Cai Shao frowned, patted his shoulder with a heavy hand and said, "It's been thirteen years since you came to the house!" If it is done, it will be rewarded to you. ”

Xu Huaikun almost fainted with excitement, his fat body shook endlessly, and he knelt down to thank him.

And Ma Liu's face on the side twitched.