Chapter 235 Two wonders of the Southern Song Dynasty
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It's an emotional response full of absolute security.
Meng Jiangnu was very calm, she had long known that Li Fuyao was not an ordinary person, but she was more or less happy in her heart, this man really made people feel that they could rely on it.
The scholarly face adores......
Li Fuyao silently looked at the more than ten corpses on the ground.
In fact, since they came, they have noticed an abnormality.
Not to mention the scholarly fragrance of the small jasper, not to mention the married woman Meng Jiangnu, who has now regained her vitality and become much more vivid, just talking about the cold praise of the country and the city, this is the face of the dead country.
And the scholars of the Great Song Dynasty, inheriting the Tang style of openness, saw this kind of stunning woman, and after only a few glances, they no longer had other abnormal emotions, which in itself was an abnormal thing.
Those few scholars have commented on it, but as a person who travels with a negative sword, it seems that his status is not bad, and it is said that someone will probably come up and talk to him, but there is no ......
Even if these few scholars are normal, but the pot-bellied rich official has been working on the two maids since he came and gone, and then took a break.
Even the big officials who have to bring two beautiful maids to watch the tide turn a blind eye to Bao Xi?
This raises suspicions.
What made Li Fuyao even more concerned was that when the two maids were rubbed with oil by the rich officials, they were more or less unnatural, especially one of the women, whose posture was not much worse than that of a scholar, but looking at the posture of her walking legs, it should be a virgin.
In the family of a wealthy family, such a beautiful maid is still a virgin, which is intriguing.
And the newlyweds have even greater flaws.
The young couple came here to watch the tide, although they hugged and hugged each other crookedly, but there was not much male and female love in their eyes, more of an indifference...... A kind of indifference without lust.
After that, the family was quite normal.
But since these people came, no one else has come to watch the tide on this section of the embankment.
Although the civil strife was initially settled, there was no war in Lin'an City, and the tide of August 15 was only seen once a year, and there would still be countless family members of high-ranking officials and wealthy families in Yanguan Town.
There are very few people on this section of the river today, and this is not normal.
So Li Fuyao had already had a lot of thoughts, but it was a little regrettable that because of a little distance, he couldn't use the mind-reading golden finger on them, and he didn't use the mind-reading golden finger until a few readers approached him when they were chasing each other.
Li Fuyao, who knew the inner activities of one of them, how could he not know that they wanted to assassinate him?
This is where the precautions come in.
Goldfinger stagnated for three seconds, and then killed them with Edgeworth, leaving no one alive.
And the green-shirted ink man and some skilled slaves who have not made a move from beginning to end have the most flaws.
It was the pure sky that did not sword against them.
Just because there are no flaws doesn't mean that there is no suspicion of assassinating yourself......
Airplanes!
The pure sky let out a soft trembling sound, like a small blue dragon, leaving an afterimage in the air, and flew in front of the green-shirted inkman, hovering three feet away.
The tall and skilled servant immediately snatched it down to protect the green-shirted inkman.
Li Fuyao was calm, "You are also a dead soldier of Zhao Fu?" β
Through mind reading at a critical moment, Li Fuyao knew the identity of these dead soldiers: Zhao Yao.
It's not a strange word.
From the Tang and Song dynasties to the later dynasties, the kings would probably set up a department to deal with things that could not be seen, but in the Ming Dynasty, it was a bit overkill, and there was an institution like Jinyiwei.
Zhao Yao of the Great Song Dynasty is actually the predecessor of Jinyiwei.
The sickle, the sword, the reap.
Zhao Yao is the institution used by Zhao Yan, the official of the Great Song Dynasty, to deal with dark matters, and the dead soldiers in it are all masters of the rivers and lakes.
Now they are assassinating themselves in Yanguan Town, apparently Zhao Yan intends to clear himself of this sword that can threaten him...... If the expectation is not bad, Zhao Yan will have stronger means to wait for him.
But......
I just want to vacation in the Southern Song Dynasty, and I don't even want to toss the traverser Li Fuyao, is it necessary?
So Zhao Yan is really asking for trouble.
Li Fuyao felt that it was really necessary to teach the strongest king of the Southern Song Dynasty another lesson.
At the same time, he should be clearly told that he only wants to be a prosperous official, and there is no harm to the Zhao family and the Southern Song Dynasty, on the contrary, he will help one or two without exceeding the bottom line.
For example, if a traverser becomes a high-ranking official and fierce general of Dajin and Mongolia, the battles of Diaoyu City and Xiangyang are likely to be taken overnight, accelerating the demise of the Southern Song Dynasty.
For example, someone crossed into the ...... of MΓΆngke Khan
At that time, I will have to repair it myself.
So for Zhao Yan, he is not an enemy, but an ally.
The green-shirted inkman pushed away the slave who was blocking in front of him, staring at the hovering azure long sword, his eyes were light and light, free and chic, and his smile was peaceful, "Do you think we look like Zhao Yao's dead soldiers?" β
Li Fuyao stared at it for a while, "How can I trust you?" β
The green-shirted inkman laughed, "Believe it or not, I'm just a powerless scholar, and I, a slave, have some skills, but I don't seem to be able to withstand the might of you, a kendo master." β
I couldn't help but praise it in my heart, there is a sword immortal in the Great Song Dynasty......
This is a sign of the magnificent luck of my Great Song Dynasty and the eternal survival of the country!
After a pause, he said: "A certain Yang Wanli recently came to Lin'an Mian Sheng to report on his work. β
During the tenure of Zhao Yan, Xiaozong of the Southern Song Dynasty, there were several awesome characters in the Southern Song Dynasty, one Xin Qiji, one Lu You, and now these two people are involved with the traverser Li Fengwu, which has changed the trajectory of his life.
Li Fengwu even copied Lu You's poems and won a great reputation for Confucianism.
But there is another awesome character in the Southern Song Dynasty, that is, Yang Wanli.
Lu You wrote nearly 30,000 poems in his life, and he was a heretic in the Southern Song Dynasty, which was known for his words, and this Yang Wanli was not much worse than Lu You, and he wrote more than 20,000 poems in his life!
What is this concept......
Lu You lived to be eighty-five years old, Yang Wanli lived to be eighty years old, on average, these two goods will have a poem every day!
Writing poetry is the daily routine of these two goods.
Therefore, these two goods are a wonder among the scholars of the Southern Song Dynasty.
With a hum, the pure sky returned to the sheath, Li Fuyao smiled, "Mr. Yang, please take care of yourself, but I think Mr. Yang should hurry up to Lin'an to see the official family, if the news of these dead soldiers arrives in Lin'an first, the official family is afraid that the mood will not be good." β
Yang Wanli thought for a moment, nodded and left with the servant.
After witnessing the departure of a master and a servant, Li Fuyao looked at Meng Jiangnu, Bao Xi and Shuxiang, "Go back." β
Something like this happened, if you don't give Zhao Yan a dose of fierce medicine in time, don't think about a leisurely vacation in the Southern Song Dynasty, although he is a historical maintenance worker, but Zhao Yan is the king of the Southern Song Dynasty.
You can't kill him yourself.
If he really had the iron heart to let the forbidden army come to kill him, he really had to flee in the wilderness.
The egg hurts......