After the three-thousand-mile cousin housekeeper left, Fang's father and Fang Niang began to keep their feet on the ground, and they were in full swing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info bamboo-woven book boxes, a box of pen and ink pressed on the bed board, and a stack of yellowed paper were all packed together like a baby.

Fang Zhongyong looked at this scene, and compared to his nature, he actually felt that his nose was a little sour.

Everything is obviously what Daddy and the original Zhongyong have been longing for and coveting for a long time. Perhaps more often, poems are offered everywhere, not necessarily for the reward of a few pennies, but for an opportunity to read to a rich child, and to seek an opportunity worthy of the word talent.

Looking at the various collections on the row of handmade Xiangfei bamboo bookshelves, more is the knowledge of skilled agriculture, not that I don't want to, but the owner of Fang Zhongyongyuan himself, who understands the reality of life very well, the pen and ink pressed under the bed is the ideal thirst, and the technology on the shelf is the real struggle. Or because of this, although he still became a farmer in the end, he was also a person who lived a long life and lived a safe life.

Sister-in-law Fang went to the kitchen stove to cook, and Fang Zhongyong was sent by his father and mother to take a bath in the room, saying that this is a particular thing, and he will pay a formal visit to Mr. for the first time tomorrow, and he can't miss the number of courtesies.

The clean water in the big camphor barrel was the first time Fang Zhongyong looked at this body so carefully. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, who had not yet grown up, was slightly thin. The white and delicate skin only left two small acne scars in the middle of the chest, the shoulder blades are open and flat, the collarbone is looming, and the limbs are long. In the clear water, Pang Mei and blue eyes hide a faint edge that does not fit his age.

Fang Zhongyong sat in the bathtub, and his hot plumbing body was extremely comfortable. He breathed a long sigh of relief and pondered the history of this place.

Jiangnan West Road, where Jinxi is located, has been an important town for the imperial examination from ancient times to modern times, a major province for the college entrance examination, with a large number of talents and fierce competition. Except for the occasional banditry, here, there are no all kinds of beacon fires and barbarian invasions and harassment in the northwest border, so that there is no helplessness to put a desk. It's really a human mind. Ploughing and reading heirlooms.

In the Song Dynasty, the imperial examination recorded Teng Feng, the industry was strict, the great Confucians gathered, and the Son of Heaven personally issued an edict to give poems, so that the people of the world knew that "there is a golden house in the book, there are thousands of Zhongsu in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book", Donghua roll call, catch the son-in-law under the list, "the punishment is not a doctor, the courtesy is not a concubine", the stories that have been handed down to future generations one by one show that this era, the incomparable value and cost performance of reading.

Comrade Zhao Kuangyin, as a successful counterattacker who stood out from the encirclement in the melee of the warlords in the late Tang Dynasty, overcorrected all kinds of malpractices of the warlords' separatism, and would rather kill 3,000 by mistake than miss a single reform: emphasizing literature over military force, separating soldiers and generals, recruiting bandits into the army, and separating soldiers and bandits from each other...... All kinds of reforms to avoid civil strife led to the end of the Great Song Dynasty being beaten by backward barbarians like the third grandson throughout its life, but it also created a brilliant cultural era

-- There is no era of kings and ministers who can compete with the emperors and ministers of the Great Song Dynasty in terms of cultural accomplishment, calligraphy and painting, music and rhythm skills, and artistic taste, even if the Wei and Jin dynasties are romantic, they cannot be compared.

Why? Because the scholars of the Song Dynasty were unique in their group of people who had a gold medal for avoiding death because of culture:

They don't have to be afraid of the Qing Dynasty, where the whole family suffered together with the seven aunts and eight aunts because of careless words, and the blood was like a river of literary prisons; Don't worry about the Ming Dynasty committing such a high-spirited speech, just take off your pants and spank it. shares, if you don't play a good flying fish suit, you can easily be killed on the spot; They don't have to worry about the recommendation of the two Jin Sui and Tang dynasties, they have to seek fame everywhere, and those who are not famous in the world cannot get the opportunity to advance.

Once Donghuamen was a roll call, a very popular minister, but it was just an advance and retreat, even if the prison army escaped, the civil officials would not easily add guilt - this era of worship of the industry to be strange and extreme, mixed with joy and sorrow, perhaps, the industry, people like Fang Zhongyong, is indeed a road worth looking forward to, as for how to deal with the young master Chai who is about to accompany him?

It's not too difficult. It's a good person in two lives, even if people are under the eaves, after all, the young master is also a child, carrots and mallets, and a little planning, it will not be abolished......

Fang Zhongyong was thinking about it, but he heard the noise of people outside the door, so he hurriedly took the handkerchief placed on the shabby small wooden table next to him, wiped himself, jumped out of the bathtub, changed into clean clothes, and walked outside to look.

In the middle of the crowd was the snake catcher boy he met in the afternoon, still wearing a compact short robe, and there were some blood stains on his body.

I saw that he brought a linen shoe with a straw rope bottom and handed it to Fang's father and Fangniang. Fang Niang took the muddy and smelling too sour to describe, her face changed greatly, and her lips trembled, "Da Lang, my Da Lang-"

This cry frightened the sister-in-law who was still busy in the kitchen stove like a rabbit and hurriedly ran over, and the waves in front of her became more suspicious and indescribable as she ran, and at that moment, Fang Zhongyong actually had an urge to design underwear for the Da Song women.

However, the concern for his brother's plight quickly washed away his undue sensual impulses, and he felt the same anxiety and worry in his heart, and only listened quietly to what the snake catcher had to say.

"In the evening, the black widow of the old Zhou family and the two good crickets of the mighty general of the old Li family made an appointment to fight, and we all went to see it, and it happened that Brother Fang came back from collecting firewood, so he said that he would go together-"

"He's going to Guan Pu again? This rebel!" Before the young man finished speaking, Father Fang was already panting, hating that iron could not become steel.

Fang Zhongyong once again combined the historical background and context to understand this situation, the eldest brother must have gambled with someone to see which of the two crickets would win. The so-called prosperous Tang Dynasty and rich Song Dynasty, the Song people are good at gambling, and everyone gambles, and it is not uncommon to close this file.

The sister-in-law next to her stepped forward to persuade her, and said to the snake catcher: "How much does he owe you?" The slave still has some dowry, or can pay off a little one, do you have an IOU? ”

Seeing this, the young man said with pity: "Sister-in-law of the Fang family, where is this, Brother Fang doesn't owe us any money, he just lost the cart of firewood at that time, and he was worried that winter was coming, and he was also afraid of being blamed at home, so he saw that the sky was still bright, and he went back to chop wood." ”

"So, is it because my brother is in danger in the mountains?" Fang Zhongyong couldn't help but worry, and interjected.

"My father was worried that it was getting late, and his own family could also go to fetch some firewood, so he said that he would go with Brother Fang, but just now, my father was injured and was pulled back by the car, and he also took this shoe, and asked me to come here to find the uncles and aunts of the Fang family together, and see how everyone can go up the mountain to find people together."

"How do you say this, did you encounter a beast, or a thief? The village chief, did someone give Xin'er to go? Fang Zhongyong continued.

The snake catcher boy lowered his head slightly, and shook his head again: "Daddy only confessed a few words, and then fainted, and my mother sent my little brother to find a doctor, so that I could come here to pass the news, and I want to come to the doctor to see the injury, or wait for Daddy to wake up, and then I can know." ”

Fang Zhongyong groaned slightly, turned to his parents and said, "In this way, why don't you go to Snake Catcher's house to see the situation, I will talk to-" He looked at the snake catcher boy, the boy understood, and added, "My name is Chen Qi-"

Fang Zhongyong nodded and continued, "Brother Chen Qi and I will go to the village chief, find some torches, and go to the back mountain to see if we can find my brother's whereabouts." ”

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The twilight is four, the cold wind in winter is incomparably severe, the stone plaques such as the village gatehouse "Jiumu Shidi" and "Pai Yan Putian" are blurred in the fog one by one, and the stone streets and alleys are horizontal and vertical and orderly. The frosty fish pond, the smoky green hills, the murmuring brook in front of the village, and the ancient temple mill and the ancient well Huiquan.

A group of people lit the torches of the stars, crossed the five-pier stone bridge of the Qigang Water River, and according to the rules, before entering the mountain, they worshiped the Zhenqiao Rui beast on the bridge pier. They took care of each other, one foot deep, the other shallow, and walked towards the mountain.

The mountain wind was cold, Fang Zhongyong couldn't help but feel that his whole body was cold, so he had to run hard to find it, Chen Qi on the side squinted at him, and felt that this guy seemed to have changed as if he had changed a person, adding a convincing adult atmosphere.

The spring water next to it pours out from the side hole that is more than ten zhang high, and pours down along the cliff, inlaid with flying beads and splashes, and the flowers are colorful, like the stars in the middle of the night.

"What's that?" Fang Zhong muttered softly in Chen Qi's ear.

When Chen Qi heard this, he looked into the cave, only to feel that the cave was big and wide, and the cave was secluded, with a killing chill and cold coldness. There seemed to be a ghost fire like a firefly in the cold, looming, the eyes were like the dark, and the mind was very dizzy, as if there were signs of life.

He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart, and with the boldness of generations of snake catchers, he raised his torch, and the other party Zhongyong said: "It's okay, there are torches, if it's a beast, it will scare away, let's go and see, maybe your eldest brother is over there, maybe it's not enough." ”

Fang Zhongyong's heart was warm, his cold hand held Chen Qi's hand, still frightened of some beast, and said cautiously: "Okay." ”

"Your hands are so wet," Chen Qi wiped his hand in disgust, but handed the torch in his other hand to Fang Zhongyong, and said with a big grin: "In this weather, you don't wear a windbreaker, your hands are wet and cold." Well, hold the torch, and by the way, warm up, and be careful, don't put out the fire. ”

As he spoke, the two of them supported each other and walked into the huge cave little by little.

In the top of the 100-meter cave, countless stalactites hang down, or because there are gusts of fresh wind blowing outward in the cave, on the outer wall of the early days, a touch of sun-loving dry blue algae grows towards the sun, in front of the natural law of biological karst, the vegetation lava at the entrance of the cave is warped forward, such as the giant tooth approaching the door.

A wall connects the top and bottom of the large stone slowly, wrinkled, wisps of silk, like ambergris spit on the wall, and then go inward, the more and more dark, but also take advantage of the light of the dots of fireflies, more vivid and terrifying.

Closer and closer, a section of the river on the side flows smoothly, slightly bubbling hot, among which there are swimming fish, which is probably the hot spring water in the cave, so that the fish can still be happy at this moment. The cold aura gradually subsided and dissipated, Fang Zhong couldn't help but think, this is really a good place to be warm in winter and cool in summer.

However, in just an instant, Chen Qi's hand holding his arm suddenly contracted and became stiff, and at the same time, a pair of green and faint eyes suddenly looked at them brightly in their clear vision.

Belch...... Lying groove, this slender limbs, pointed head and palate, long face and nose, standing earlobe tail, eyes like a cone, sweeping tail like a knife, one is not much bigger than a dog, but the breed is extremely strong, the body is silver-white, emitting a fierce and dazzling deterrent -

Snow wolf!