On the bluestone bridge, where the perennial people travel smoothly, the bridge deck paved with bluestones on top of each other is shiny and shiny, and the light can be seen. It is only the bridge railings on both sides and the arch bridge joints, because the humid air and river water in the south of the Yangtze River have been soaked in moss over the years, reflecting the vicissitudes of this ancient city from one side.

Kong Sheng left Liu Xinru's attic in the Rose Square, turned a left corner, and slowly walked towards the bluestone bridge.

His expression was dazed, and his eyes sparkled.

For him, it was just a blink of an eye, and the world changed its appearance.

Thinking that his dignified historian and former member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and Executive Vice Mayor was full of ambition and rising to the top, he couldn't help but take a nap at the provincial meeting, and he turned into a gentleman in Jiangning County more than a thousand years ago!

To be exact, in fact, it's not even a gentleman, but a young scoundrel who eats soft rice!

Eat soft rice?! Kong Sheng couldn't help laughing, the contrast between the prominent and the shameless "lower riba people" is also greater.

For a while, all kinds of miscellaneous things came one after another, and I didn't know where to go, so I simply stopped, held on to a weeping willow on the bank of the river, looked up to the sky, and sighed with emotion.

He gradually figured out what was going on with "himself". The so-called Jiangning County is actually Jinling City, which is the Nanjing of later generations. "The beautiful land of the south of the Yangtze River, the imperial state of Jinling" -- although Jiangning County in the Tang Dynasty has not yet reached the peak of history, it is also the most important, most prosperous and most prosperous city in the south of the Yangtze River, and it can be regarded as a place that barely meets the standards of first-tier cities in this era.

That is, a few years later, Jiangning County was renamed Runzhou again.

At this time, it is the fifteenth year of Datang Tianbao - he is a scholar who is familiar with history, how can he not know that this is the most important thing. As far as the Tang Dynasty is concerned, this point in time is basically a key node, after the outbreak of the Anshi Rebellion, the Tang Dynasty turned from prosperity to decline, and has been in a slump since then. He has no mind to worry about the country and the people for the time being, but the general environment ultimately determines the direction of personal destiny.

Thinking of this, he was depressed and wanted to quickly find a piece of tofu to kill him.

I don't know how long it took.

Not long after, three or four drunken and hazy young men walked down from the bluestone bridge, and their clothes were exactly a kind of "popular way of wearing" in informal occasions nowadays - if they did not fit the section on the chest under the neck, the placket in front of the robe would naturally loosen and hang down, forming a lapel. This can be regarded as approaching the lapels in the Hufu, and it does achieve a similar effect to the Hufu.

In today's parlance, it's probably called looking foreign.

These foreign young men hooked their shoulders and backs, with hippie smiling faces, followed by several strong men in green clothes and domestic slaves to serve. The tall one in the lead suddenly squinted his eyes and raised his finger to Kong Sheng, who was doing a contemplative posture on his back on the side of the bridge, cleared his throat, straightened his waist, and suddenly burst into a shout: "Oh, the guy who eats soft rice!" ”

Kong Sheng was startled, looked up, and frowned.

He thought about it, then slowly lowered his head again, ignoring the young man's rude and arrogant shouting.

His mind is turning over the river and stirring up the sea, and at this moment, he can do one less thing, how can he take care of the little child who provoked in front of him. But these little children in his eyes, especially the one who started the first one, are the sworn enemies of "the ex" who have made trouble again and again, and he must not be able to hide, and it is even more of a dream to calm things down.

"Tsk, the person who eats soft rice is actually wilting today, it's really a soft egg that can't be made, and it finally shows its original form!" The young man who shouted the previous time laughed proudly, and his comrades naturally laughed in unison.

These young men are not good birds, but Kong Sheng before him is not a good stubble. If it weren't for the fact that this body was hastily occupied by a "crepe" modern soul bird, I am afraid that it would have scolded and rolled up its cuffs and rushed up to fight - even if he knew that he would be outnumbered, at least he would not admit defeat.

The pleasure seekers who crossed the bluestone bridge and walked towards the rose square passed by here, and saw several famous small yamen in the city - such as Liu Nian, the second son of the county guard, Meng Chao, the third young master of the county magistrate Shi family, and Ma An, the youngest son of the record of joining the army, were chirping crookedly around the city's more famous "Kong Sheng who eats soft rice", and the two sides were tense, knowing that there was a lively scene to see, they stopped to watch from afar.

This is not the first time this kind of excitement has been encountered. Last time, it was also in the Rose Fang, Kong Sheng and Liu Nian fought in order to seize an excellent position to watch the Oiran Liu Xinru Fuqin performance, and the city was full of storms.

If you want to say that Kong Sheng, who eats soft rice, is actually not "soft" - don't look at him on the surface he looks polite and weak, but he is born with brute strength, he can run around at the age of seven or eight with the stone piers in the City God Temple, and his personality is even tougher, and he has learned boxing and kicking for a few years, and he is really disciplined, ruthless and skilled in fighting; Don't look at the fact that his family has fallen into the Yang family to "eat soft rice", he is not afraid of the slightest bit in the face of the powerful local officials, even if he has the protection of domestic slaves, Liu Nian is still beaten by him and cries his father and mother.

It can be regarded as a freak alternative, which is difficult to measure and judge with common sense.

Fortunately, with Yang Qi's face, Liu Junshou reluctantly swallowed this breath. Anyway, nominally Kong Sheng is still the son-in-law of the Yang family, and Lang Jun, a relative who was adopted by Yang Qi at home.

Since then, Kong Sheng and Liu Nian have become sworn enemies, as long as they meet, a storm will not run.

That day, he was beaten into a pig's head by Kong Sheng, both losing face and eating flesh and skin, Liu Nian naturally held a grudge. Fighting alone is not Kong Sheng's opponent, so he will take a few strong house slaves with him when he goes out in the future.

This time, Liu Nian secretly turned around and glanced at a few of his house slaves, ready to retreat at any time to accept protection, and then jumped to his feet and simply scolded: "Eat soft rice, you straight thief raised by a servant girl!" ……”

Liu Nian is the kind of master who bullies the weak and is afraid of hard inches, the weaker you are, the more crazy he becomes; On the other hand, if you are more arrogant than him, he will naturally have little confidence.

Kong Sheng straightened up helplessly, looking at the arrogant Liu Nian, a little speechless. This is the aristocratic child of the upper class in the Tang Dynasty? What about upbringing? What about the number of rites? What about character? After all, he is not the "he" of the past, how can he fight in the street with others?

But the more Liu Nian scolded, the more unscrupulous he became, and the more he scolded, the more unscrupulous he became, causing the surrounding spectators to laugh constantly. Later, words such as "you are raised by XX" and other unbearable and humiliating words of people's ancestors spurted out.

Even if it is a dirt man, there is still three points of fire, not to mention that there is a wild and angry subconscious in Kong Sheng's bones and blood has been constantly surging, anyway, he instantly became angry at the bullfight, burst into a foul mouth, stomped his feet, bent down and struggled to lift a riverbank embankment stone that was one foot wide and more than three feet long, and roared and waved in the exclamations of the spectators, and rushed towards Liu Nian and the others.

Oh no, it's mad! Finally went berserk!

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and they all retreated. And Liu Nian was even more frightened by Kong Sheng's wolf-like "madness", turned around and ran away without a trace. His comrades and domestic slaves saw that the situation was not good, and they were all scattered as wolves.

This is a human-faced beast, can people see the same as beasts? Avoid it first!

Kong Sheng carried the blue-black embankment and rushed to the bluestone bridge, and when he saw that there was no one on the left and right, he roared angrily and threw the embankment stone down the river, making a loud bang and setting off a lot of waves. Immediately, a complicated smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he clapped his hands, and walked away without changing his face and heartbeat.

Not far away, a Taoist about fifty years old, with a slender figure and a face like the moon, wearing a yellow crown, wearing a scarf, wearing a green robe, tying a yellow silk, wearing a crane, wrapping white socks around his feet, and wearing Yunxia and Zhu shoes on his feet, walked out of the shadow of a shop on the street with his hands behind his back, followed by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old handsome Taoist boy who had only crossed his knees and tied his waist with silk silk.

A trace of strange light flashed in the Daoist's bright eyes, and he said slowly: "Ah Tai, the embankment stone is at least two or three hundred catties, this young man is thin and weak, but he is born with amazing brute strength, but he looks like a person!" ”

"Lord, his brute strength is very scary - you said that he is like a person, could it be that he is talking about the Weihuai King Xuanba back then?" Daotong Atai blinked, but said disapprerovitically: "How can such a scoundrel who eats soft rice be compared to a talented hero like King Wei Huai?" ”

Li Xuanba is the third son of Emperor Gaozu Li Yuan, the half-brother of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin, and is a famous young hero in the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Li Xuanba in the wild history of performing arts is very legendary and well-known among the people, which may be an exaggeration, but there are probably no mistakes in several keywords such as natural divine power, bravery, and young death.

The Taoist couldn't help laughing, and patted Atai's shoulder: "Princely general, would you rather have a kind?" Atai, you are young, but you don't have a pedantic concept of family origin. Let's go, let's stay in Jiangning County for a few days and rest, and then let's stop! ”

Daotong Atai stopped talking, pouted, and slowly walked towards the city behind the Taoist.

Atai guessed that his own master was invited to the north to have a major family and country to do, and suddenly stopped in Jiangning County, which must be related to the young man Lang Kongsheng who went crazy just now, and the old Taoist priest must have seen his brute strength and moved the heart of love and talent to accept the idea of apprenticeship.