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Wang Shen was so drunk again that he lay down and fell asleep unconsciously.

He didn't know how long it took before he was awakened by a loud laugh.

The conditioned reflex cultivated on the battlefield for a long time made Wang Shen jump up violently, the person was still in mid-air, and the horizontal knife was already unsheathed, dancing out of a ball of white light.

"Good!" There was a cheer, and I saw the woman who had boarded the boat before applauding and praised: "In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun clan, and a sword weapon moved in all directions. The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time. Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light. Such a knife technique should be floated in a big white. ”

After that, he lifted the wine jar and drank water to the cherry blossom mouth like a long whale.

The white liquor flowed down her slender neck, which was really heroic and refreshing.

It turned out that the laughter just now was from the woman who got on the boat, Xu Qing, and Lao Guo.

At this time, Wang Shen came to his senses, stopped the knife in his hand, exhaled a breath, looked at the rolling Yangtze River water, and said with a wry smile: "A good Yan Zhao man, lady, is this comparing me to Gongsun Auntie?" ”

The woman threw the wine jar over, and Wang Shen took it.

The woman smiled: "Is this looking down on women?" These two heroes are only fighting for wine, and they don't lose to me, a woman. ”

Hearing this, Xu Qing and Lao Guo, who were sitting on the side, both smiled wryly: "The lady has a good amount of alcohol, so I will admit defeat." ”

The woman looked at Wang Shen with a bright gaze: "You have a bucket of wine, swimming on the river." The river has a sound, the broken bank is thousands of feet, the mountains are high and the moon is small, and the water falls out. The geometry of the sun and the moon, and the country cannot be recognized! The night is white and the wind is clear, such a good night, why not come and drink, how so? ”

Wang Shen smiled bitterly: "You are still saying that I am a woman, if you don't drink a few jars today, you will be looked down upon." ”

After that, a momentum of not admitting defeat came to his heart, and he immediately lifted the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.

The woman laughed and clapped her hands: "The ancients and the present are like flowing water. This is true for the bright moon. I wish it would be when the song is against the wine. The moonlight shines on the golden bottle, and the real heroes are also happy, happy, happy! ”

Wang Shen was already drunk, and when he drank half a jar of wine, he suddenly felt that his whole body was hot.

In this matter, the river wind roared and swept across the water. There was a flood surge, and the thick clouds in the night sky were blown away at some point.

A wide Milky Way stretches across the sky, majestic and majestic. The starry sky shone on the water, and was shattered by the wind and waves.

Standing on the bumpy flat boat, I feel so small.

Yes, compared to this heaven and earth and this era, what is a person?

However, no matter how small we are, aren't we just like the boat under me, forging ahead in the wind and waves?

Wang Shen was shocked by this magnificent scene, looked at the majesty of heaven and earth, and was speechless.

The woman used chopsticks to beat a fierce rhythm on the table, and as soon as she opened her mouth, there was a song that pierced the clouds and cracked stones: "The sky is connected with clouds and clouds, and the galaxy wants to turn and dance with a thousand sails." It is as if the soul of a dream has returned to the emperor's place. Hearing the heavenly words, he asked me where I was going. ”

It is "The Pride of the Fisherman".

The singing voice was high-spirited and intense, and the straight singing made people's hairs stand up.

Xu Qing, who was already drunk, also lifted the chopsticks and beat her.

Wang Shen couldn't hold back any longer, he threw the empty wine jar into the rolling Yangtze River, and also roared: "I report the long road and the sunset, and there are amazing sentences in learning poetry." Ninety thousand miles of wind is moving. The wind rests! ”

Xu Qing and several other people on the boat roared at the same time: "The wind rests!" ”

Woman: "Pengzhou blows the three mountains!" ”

……

"Haha, haha!" Wang Shen laughed loudly, feeling that the boredom accumulated in his chest had disappeared with this song, this river, and the vast galaxy in the sky.

Guo Ya: "Master, Jiankang City has arrived." ”

The woman and her family were small boats, and they were slightly blessed: "Tonight, I can see Wang Daosi, who is flying thousands of miles in the wind and sweeping thousands of armies, so don't be happy!" ”

Wang Shen also returned the salute: "I was able to meet Yi'an Jushi today, Wang Shen was fortunate to have three lives, and today Mr. explained my heart knots, I am very grateful." ”

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It's finally time to go.

On the 23rd day of the first month of the fourth year of Jianyan in the Southern Song Dynasty, 5,000 Sizhou troops took various ships and slowly sailed away from Jinling.

As early as a year ago, Wang Shen had been appointed by the imperial court, and the reason why he stayed until now was because the Jurchen West Route Army crossed the Yangtze River in Jiangzhou to attack Liu Guangshi's Huaixi Army in the upper reaches of Jiangzhou, cutting off the Yangtze River shipping.

Just like in real history, after Liu Guangshi encountered the Jin soldiers, the army collapsed and quickly withdrew.

As a result, the Jurchen Western Route Army pursued all the way south, plundered Jiangxi, and wanted to capture the Empress Dowager Fulong, and soon captured Hongzhou, which was the capital of Jiangxi Province in the future.

Now, the Yangtze River shipping is finally smooth, and it's time to leave.

Li Qingzhao, a Yi'an layman, often met with Wang Shen some time ago, and introduced many cultural people who had been displaced from Bianliang to Jinling and knew him. As early as two days ago, Li Qingzhao also left.

After all, she was a woman, and after she was exiled to the south, her life was very embarrassing. She has a younger brother named Li Yi, who is an official in the DPRK and China, and is now in Hangzhou, so she has the heart to take refuge in the past.

Wang Shen thought about it and thought it would be okay. In this time and space, because he held Jiankang, Wushu could not cross the river, and Li Qingzhao did not have to be afraid of falling into the chaos when he went to Hangzhou.

When Li Qingzhao said goodbye to him, Wang Shen also sent a copy of the entanglement to express his gratitude.

After a period of comfort, An Niang's mood calmed down a bit. But because of the mourning, his marriage to her can only be said in two years. All Wang Shen needs to do is to spend more time with her, hoping that she can recover from her pain as soon as possible.

Standing on the deck, looking at the turbulent waves, and looking at the dense ships behind him, Wang Shen's heart surged with pride: Today's Huangzhou and Dabie Mountains are already three regardless of the zone, and now in the past, Chutian is open, and there is a lot to be done.

Qin Sizhao stood beside him and asked curiously, "Daddy, what is Huangzhou?" ”

Wang Shen: "That's a good place, it's a big world!" ”

Yes, it was a big world, a new world, and it was about to belong to him Wang Shen.

"Big world, is there a big JAC?" Qin Sizhao asked curiously.

As a child, in his eyes, Jiangnan, Huaixi, and Huaibei are China's largest grain producing areas, the richest regions, and this is the whole world and the world.

"You'll find out when you go." Wang Shen touched his round head and was about to say more.

Suddenly, a soldier on the side of the boat suddenly poured a pot of wine into the river and shouted to the shore: "Brother, I'm going, bless us!" ”

At this time, Wang Shen found that the team was passing through the Majiadu Ferry, passing through the battlefield of their last bloody battle.

At this time, the red sun is rising, and the sky and the earth are red.

But I saw that the shore was densely packed with small tombs, and the soldiers of the Sizhou Army who died in the last bloody battle were buried in them.

As if they had already agreed, the soldiers on board took out the jug from their bosoms and poured the wine into the water.

Thousands of people are shouting, "Brother, we go, bless us!" ”

Tears flowed down their faces.

Wang Shen's eyes moistened, he looked at Lu Can, who was trembling beside him, and put his hand on his shoulder: "I hope that the morning sun will always shine on my soil, and don't forget the blood of the martyrs." Brother Ziyu, the sacrifices of the brothers in Paozawa are valuable, and we will always remember their indomitable fighting spirit. ”

After speaking, he also took the wine handed by the guards and sprinkled it into the water, and let out a long howl: "The soul returns, my robe, my brother!" ”

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After ten days of sailing, the troops arrived in Jiangzhou and plundered for supplies. At this time, news came. The Wushu army stayed in Yangzhou for two months, and finally collected enough ships to cross the river to attack Dantu.

Han Shizhong, who only had 10,000 horses and 1,000 main soldiers, could not arrive, and Dantu fell.

Now, the Jurchen Eastern Route Army is speeding south along the Grand Canal to attack Zhao Gouxing in Hangzhou.

"It still hasn't stopped the Jurchens from crossing the river!" Wang Shen sighed in his heart.

There is a huge disparity between strength and weakness, even if you keep yourself healthy. The strength of the Jurchens is there, and Jiankang can't get over it, so it's a big deal to change places.

What our generation needs to do now is to strengthen its own strength, there is no absolute power, and there is nothing else.

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