After the Chinese Valentine's Day, Yang Yaozong and Li Yijun returned to the mountain with custom-made belts and new weapons to start harsh but not boring training. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Yaozong demonstrated the use of belts to the soldiers. Two belts per person. One at the waist and one diagonally. There were a lot of small leather rings, leather bags and some hooks riveted on the belt. He didn't mind if Li Yijun could see it, and he was shirtless demonstrating how to tie two leather bags to his body. He also inserted the knife into the leather ring on the belt around his waist. Explain the role of the leather ring pouch and hook on the belt. Then the short, medium and long three knives, the use of the French side and the function are demonstrated. Although the current skills are not as good as in the previous life. However, it is pre-warmed for the use of the tool in advance. Yang Yaozong still used the short, medium and long knives as if they were martial arts. Even Qin Haizhou was amazed when he saw it. He really didn't expect Yang Yaozong to have this ability. This Yang brother gave him the feeling that it was becoming more and more mysterious and unfathomable, and his admiration for Yang Yaozong in his heart was increasing day by day.

With the improvement of Yang Yaozong's comprehensive physical ability, Yang Yaozong also practiced martial arts and Wing Chun again. In his previous life, since he watched Wing Chun movies, he had a paranoid fondness for Wing Chun. When he began to form the Secret Inspectorate, he secretly decided to re-study Wing Chun. Of course, he doesn't plan to spread about Wing Chun, just as a hobby of his own. Martial arts, on the other hand, were to be taught to the soldiers who were being trained. But in order to practice studying Wing Chun, he still made a wooden stake and put it in his tent. Daily practice against a stake. Qin Haizhou was also very curious and asked Yang Yaozong. Yang Yaozong only replied that he was exercising.

In addition to the use of weapons, Yeung also began to teach soldiers teamwork and tactical sign language.

Whenever Yang Yaozong began to teach the soldiers new training methods or new tactical knowledge and some combat skills, the soldiers looked at Yang Yaozong as if they were believing and worshiping as if they were looking at a god.

Li Yijun also became more and more afraid to despise the training methods that Yang Yaozong had formulated for his soldiers, as well as the training in tactical combat. She watched these soldiers learn and exercise with Yang Yaozong every day, and found that this group of soldiers was constantly growing and becoming stronger under the leadership of Yang Yaozong. She accompanies Yang Yaozong so secretly every day, and even she doesn't know that there is a trace of intriguing feelings in the complicated gaze that looks at Yang Yaozong.

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Just when Yang Yaozong was training in the mountains, Tianjing City spread the news of the Qixi Poetry Meeting in the Shizifu on the second day of Qixi Festival. In addition to the streets and alleys, the most popular is the Qinglou painting boat. And the Queqiao Immortal Xianyun happened to be widely sung by the Qinglou Painting Boat. And the transcendent realm of love between Yang Yaozong and Nangong Qingyi, which was derived from it, has become a model of love in Da Zhou. So much so that in seven days, the matter about Yang Yaozong and Nangong Qingyi, the love model, was spread to Yanmen Pass.

July 15, the annual midyear festival, is also the Obon festival in Buddhism. It is said that the ancestors who died were released by the king of Hades for half a month in early July, so there is a custom of receiving ancestors in early July and sending ancestors in half of July. According to Buddhism, on the 15th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, Buddhists hold a "Bon Festival" to worship the Buddha and monks to overcome the six sufferings and to thank their parents for their kindness. Rich and poor, they should prepare wine, food, and paper money to pay tribute to the deceased to show their remembrance of their deceased ancestors.

On this night, when Nangong Qingyi was discussing the marshal's tent, she found that several generals looked at her very specially. But she didn't think much of it.

After the discussion, Nangong Qingyi was patrolling the army as usual, and the soldiers who didn't need to greet her on weekdays would stop and say to her when they saw her today: "Good military advisor!" Strategists work hard! She patrolled all the way, all the way to her tent, deeply puzzled in her heart, suddenly thought that today was the Midyear Festival, and thought of the admiring and even envious eyes of several generals in the army when they looked at her. I didn't think it was dangerous, but I always felt that there was something strange. The more I thought about it, the more I felt it, and I felt a chill behind it. Hurried back to his tent. When I entered the tent, I found that the three little girls were all staring at her, looking at her with a smile on her face. She frowned and took a step back.

"You guys..." Nangong remembers the puzzled way.

Xiaoqin and Xiaoqi both looked at Nangong sweetly.

Xiaoshu hurriedly said excitedly: "Miss, Miss, haven't you heard?" ”

Xiao Qi glared at Xiao Shu and said, "Hmph, how could Miss not have heard of it." Can you still jump up when you hear it? ”

Xiaoshu pursed his lips and glared back at Xiaoqi and said, "Didn't you jump up too!" Hum! And say me! ”

Xiaoqin looked at Nangong Qingyi's more and more confused and solemn expression, but her face calmed down and said, "Miss, Miss won't know yet!" ”

Nangong Qingyi frowned and said, "What should I know?" Why are you all so strange today? What are you staring at me for? She suddenly realized that there might be something in herself, and immediately looked at herself from top to bottom. Asked Xiaoqin, "Xiaoqin, do I have anything on me?" She also turned around to let Xiaoqin look.

Xiaoqi and Xiaoshu still looked at Nangong with a smile and recalled: "There's nothing special about Miss." ”

Xiaoqin seemed to notice that her young lady really didn't know anything, and said tentatively: "Miss was Qixi a few days ago, you know. “

Nangong Qingyi was puzzled: "Well, I know." "Xindao Xiaoqin asked what he was doing. What does Tanabata have to do with today?

Xiaoqin confirmed that Nangong Qingyi really hadn't heard anything about her. The two around him stared at Nangong Qingyi like a cat seeing a fish, Xiaoqi and Xiaoshu said: "You two don't stare at Miss like this." Miss doesn't know yet. “

Xiaoqi and Xiaoshu stared at Xiaoqin with big eyes, looked at Nangong Qingyi, and looked at each other. The two hurriedly ran to Nangong Qingyi, who was still standing at the door, and pulled her to the seat behind the short.

Nangong Qingyi hurriedly said nervously: "What are you two doing?" “

Xiao Qi said, "Miss, you sit down first." I'll tell you more about it. “

Xiaoshu hurriedly said, "Uh-huh." I'll talk to the lady about it too. “

Xiao Qi glared at Xiao Shu and said, "I'll speak!" “

Xiaoshu said without showing weakness: "I'll speak!" “

Nangong Qingyi had been pressed by the two of them to sit on the cushion behind the low table at this time. looked at the two little girls who were pinching their waists and mouths and said, "Don't talk about both of you." All sit down. Xiaoqin, you can talk about it! What the hell is going on! “

The two little girls withered and sat down with their lips pouted. Xiao Qi looked at the two of them and felt funny, and poured a cup of tea for Nangong Qingyi and said, "Well... Miss, how about I chant you two Tanabata poems first? “

Nangong was puzzled, and looked at Xiaoqin suspiciously, but she knew that Xiaoqin, a girl, had always been calm and steady, and she must do it again. He took a sip of tea and said, "Well, it's fine." I haven't been with a few of you during Tanabata. It's okay to make up for it today. Although today is not a good holiday. But I've been here with you since I was here, and I haven't had a good chat with you. Well. Xiaoqin, you can chant. I'll see how well you sing. "She actually still has a hairy heart. I want to pull a few little girls to accompany her.

Xiaoqi and Xiaoshu smiled at Xiaoqin and nodded vigorously to show encouragement.

Xiaoqin cleared her throat and said, "The first song is Morning Glory, the Han Girl of the Bright River." Slender hands, zaza lanes. All day long, sobbing like rain. The river is clear and shallow, how much is it different? Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent. “

Nangong Qingyi looked at Xiaoqin with a smile and nodded pertinently: "Hmm." This poem fits the theme of Tanabata. It is because of the myth and legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl that expresses the feelings of frustration, pain and sorrow due to love. The language is plain and simple, fresh and natural. And the mental description of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl is well interpreted. Well. This poem is a masterpiece. ”

Xiaoqin smiled and said with a look in her eyes: "Then Miss, I want to sing the second song!" ”

Xiaoqi and Xiaoshu looked at Xiaoqi fiercely, and said "mmmm" twice at the same time. He nodded vigorously.

Nangong remembers that there is something strange in her heart. But he kept a calm smile and nodded, "You just want to sing." ”

Xiaoqin cleared her throat again, walked to the low table, stomped her steps and said, "Queqiao Immortal, Xianyun is clever."

The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. After reading the first half, Xiaoqin turned her head to look at Nangong Qingyi's expression. I saw Nangong Qingyi's eyes shining, staring at herself, looking forward to it. Xiaoqin continued: "

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge. If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ”

Wait for Xiaoqin to chant the whole word. Nangong Qingyi stared at Xiaoqin in surprise and said, "Where did you get this word?" ”

Xiaoqin deliberately sold Guan Zi mysteriously and said, "How about Miss tell me about this word first?" ”

Nangong Qingyi glanced at Xiao Qin and said with a smile: "This Queqiao Immortal must be made by talented people." And compared with the previous poem, this poem not only sticks to the theme of Qixi Festival, but also describes the mythical story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. Especially if the last two sentences are long, how can they be in the morning and twilight. This poignant myth is viewed from an unprecedented perspective. It has become an appreciation and praise for steadfast and sincere love. Take the whole poem to a whole new level. This song is the best Tanabata song I know. Stinky girl, why don't you tell me where you got it from? ”

Xiaoqin still smiled mysteriously and said, "Miss wants to know how I got it." Guess who made both of these poems. Miss who wrote this poem knows her, right? ”

Nangong looked at Xiaoqin suspiciously, frowned and said, "Both poems were written by one person?" Someone I know? Nangong Qingyi thought carefully and said, "Is it Dai Yuan Dai Lao?" Seeing Xiaoqin shaking her head and guessing: "Xu Baichuan Xu Lao?" Xiaoqin still shook her head.

Xiaoqi and Xiaoshu were in a hurry, and they couldn't help but say in unison: "Yes... It's my uncle! ”

Nangong Qingyi was suddenly shocked. Stared at Xiaoqin. I saw Xiaoqin nodding with a smile and saying, "Miss, these two Qixi poems are written by my uncle." I can't help it. It is said that my uncle went to participate in the poetry meeting, and after finishing these two poems, no one made any more Tanabata poems, but they all began to praise my uncle, saying that the Queqiao fairy was created by my uncle because he missed Miss Miss. Especially praised the great love between the aunt and the young lady. And my uncle and young lady have now become a model of love in the eyes of the people of Dazhou! ”

Nangong Qingyi was even more stunned, although her eyebrows were frowning, her cheeks were dyed red. She shook her head helplessly and said, Queqiao Immortal? Me and Yang Yaozong are models of love?

She doesn't seem to remember Yang Yaozong's appearance now. But lately, I've been hearing about him. won the favor of Oiran and became the grandson of Taifu, and today she made these two Tanabata poems, especially the Queqiao Immortal, she asked herself if she could do it. And because of this word, she and him have become a model of love in the mouths of the people.

If Yang Yaozong's words must be for one person, it will not be because of himself. So who will it be because of? Sound like a letter? Nangong Qingyi suddenly had this name in his heart. She thought as she analyzed. At this time, the mood is also a little complicated.

The three little girls saw that their young lady had been pondering, and they didn't seem to be in a very good mood. Knowingly quietly retreated.

Nangong Qingyi picked up the pen, wrote the two poems of Xiaoqin Yin on the paper, and looked at them carefully. I wasn't thinking about anything in my heart, I just watched carefully.