Chapter 1: White Horse Descends to the South of the Yangtze River

Liaodong, the mountains are covered with snow, and the eagle falcon has a thin layer of snow on its wings not long after flying, overlooking the ground, the mountains and forests have become small, and the teenager walking in the snow is even smaller. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Xianbei Murong Clan's winter hunt was not over, and the fifth prince Murong Ba, who was bored in the camp, stole a pony and wanted to hunt a white wolf, but he didn't think that the snow that had stopped for a few days had fallen for a day and a night, and he lost his way home.

Eight-year-old Murong Ba thought that he was going to die in the snowfield, but he didn't expect that the fourth brother Murong Ke would save him in time to freeze and faint in the snow.

The marks of the horse's hooves on the snow were quickly covered, and the eyes were full of white, and without the guidance of the eagle falcon, Murong Ke would not have been able to find him.

Thirteen-year-old Murong Ke half-squatted to tie his younger brother's coat, the young man's eyelashes were stained with fine snow and frost, the child's hand gently covered his eyes, and asked softly, "Fourth brother, will we die?" ”

"Aliudun, don't be afraid."

Murong Ke took a deep breath, only to feel that all his internal organs were filled with broken snow and ice slag, he followed the fifth brother all the way, and he didn't know how many wolves he killed on the way, but after killing one wolf, there would be more wolves.

Fortunately, Murong Ke grew up very quickly, only thirteen years old with the height of an adult, although he lacked strength, he was sure that he would do his best to kill another bear.

"Fortunately, the bear won't go out in winter, otherwise he can cut the bear's paw and go back to stew and eat." Murong Ke picked up some light-hearted words for Murong Ba to listen to and relax his nervousness.

Murong Ke didn't tell the clan when he went to look for Ah Liudun, after all, it was a shame to be trapped and lost when he went out to hunt, and he didn't want Ah Liudun to be embarrassed.

"Drink."

Murong Ke slaughtered another wolf that was close to them, and while the wolf's blood was still warm, he sent the bloody wound to Ah Liudun's mouth.

Murong Ba shook his head, "Half of us, otherwise we will die together." ”

"Ah Liudun." Murong Ke smiled.

They were targeted by wolves, this is a normal thing, but these are all miscellaneous gray wolves, Murong Ba is thinking about the white wolf's tail, and with the fourth brother by his side, he is not afraid of being eaten by wolves.

There are no stars at night, and it is impossible to use the stars to locate the direction, and the return journey has been blocked by heavy snow, so Murong Ke simply took a detour, in previous years, they had left many marks on the grassland, and there would be flints in the small tower marked by the stone opposite, in case of emergency.

This time, the two of them wandered in the snow field for five days, and saw a mountain in the faint snow and mist, the two stopped, and Murong Ke asked, "Ah Liudun, have you seen the dragon?" ”

"Black and white." Murong Ba rubbed his eyes, full of surprise, "It's so long...... It's a dragon, right? ”

"It's our secret." Murong Ke rubbed his head, "When the Southern Jin Dynasty crowns his father as the queen, you tell him that there is a dragon here, and the dragon is an auspicious omen, he will definitely be very happy, and he will like you more." ”

Murong Ba lowered his head and said, "Because Brother Shizi doesn't like me, is that why Fourth Brother asked me to tell this secret?" But my father likes me enough, and I hope my father likes the fourth brother even more. ”

Murong Ke smiled silently, his eyes were gentle and calm, "Ah Liudun, we have so many brothers, only one can become a king, the fourth brother only wants to be a pioneer who opens the way for the king, and it doesn't matter if my father doesn't like me." ”

The young Murong Ke was resolute and gentle, he stood in front of Murong Ba with a knife, such a back made Murong Ba think of the eagle guarding the chicks, and he regretted his mistakes for being willful and playful.

Fortunately, it was a good omen to meet the dragon, and the wolves that were chasing after them did not dare to approach when they approached Longshan.

Just as they were walking towards Longshan, the wolves that had been tracking for a long time wanted to carry out a general attack, Murong Keyi took out the intention of desperately protecting his brother, just when he was desperate, he didn't think that the black and white dragon was like a black and a horse steed, the horse's hooves stepped on the snowfield, shaking the glacier to pieces, the head wolf raised his neck on the mountain cliff and roared, the wolves slowly faded, and the remaining two horses came from behind the snow and mist.

And there seems to be a man on horseback.

The Murong brothers only felt that they had a long dream, whether it was a black dragon or a white dragon, they were phantoms, but in fact, they only had two horses.

On the back of the black horse sat a man in linen, he did not seem to be afraid of the cold, he did not even wear a jacket, sloppy and dashing like a beggar ranger, and the mane of the horses was not as unrestrained as a wild horse, but was built neatly.

"This horse is so strong." Murong Ke wiped away the blood that had flowed from his frozen lips and smiled at the man.

The man in sackcloth also smiled: "After many years of stocking in the mountains, my temperament has become a little wild. ”

Murong Ke said humbly: "Under Murong Ke, I haven't asked the name of the immortal yet. ”

Ma Xiang smiled heartily, "What kind of immortal is it, but you kid has actually read the Book of Xuandao." ”

Murong Ke has read a lot of books, and he heard that there are many immortal cultivators in the Jin Dynasty, who are not afraid of hunger and cold, and this person looks like that kind of immortal cultivator.

"This horse is so pretty." Murong Ke glanced at the black horse again, his eyes full of joy.

"Just call me hemp shirt." Ma Xiang swept the snow off the white horse's back, and said with pity: "The white horse has an owner, and the child couldn't control him before, but now it can't wait to find the little master." ”

Murong Ke was ignored because his mother Gao was not loved by his father, and he didn't get any good things since he was a child, so he developed a desireless and wantless heart, but when he saw this dark horse, he had an unusually strong desire in his heart.

"Dark Horse, do you want it?" Ma Xiang smiled at Murong Ke, his eyes seemed to be assessing whether Murong Ke's value was worthy of his horse.

Murong Ke didn't answer, for fear that he would be abrupt, and the horses in Ma Er knew the way, and took them to find a way out, and also met the clansmen who came to look for them in the middle of the road, and his father Murong Hao saw his favorite Ah Liudun showing a white wolf tail, and immediately happily hugged him and turned around a few times, but forgot to punish him.

Murong Ke has always been ignored and left quietly, Ma Xiang lived in the king's tent as a guest, and the conditions were better than Murong Ke's, he peeked at the black horse a few times, was bumped into by Ma Xiang, and gave him the black horse very heartily.

Murong Ke's dark horse was known to Murong Ba, and Murong Ba took his father's past rewards to Ma Xiang, and said domineeringly: "Sir, how do you sell this horse?" ”

Ma Xiang didn't look at those golden and luxurious rewards, and said leisurely: "Master Ma Zhi, it doesn't like you child, even if you force it to go, it will go on a hunger strike, and sooner or later it will die of depression." However, this dark horse has no owner, and it can be given to your fifth brother, but this white horse has an owner. ”

Murong Ba was speechless, "Who is the owner of this white horse?" Is there as tall and heroic as the fifth brother? The fifth brother can kill so many wolves, can that person? ”

"Counting his age, that person is a year older than your fifth brother, but he can't kill wolves, and I don't know if he has learned riding skills now, if it is your fifth brother's habitual scimitar," Ma Xiang's mind appeared with the appearance of the thin little Langjun, and he couldn't help but laugh, "His arm is not half as thick as your fifth brother, and he shouldn't be able to lift it with one hand." ”

Murong Ba suddenly became interested, "Listening to you say this, that person is a Jin person?" Only the Jin people are so weak, but if they are recognized as the master by this white horse, they must be extraordinary. ”

Ma Yu glanced at Murong Ba appreciatively, "Your child's vision is not ordinary. ”

Murong Ba was praised a lot by his father, and he didn't take it seriously, and urged: "Please sir." ”

"That kid is a child of a family." As soon as Ma Yu spoke, Murong Ba said, "I know, I heard that the children of the family are dignified and polite, but they are delicate and weak, and their strength is not as great as our Xianbei women, and they can only run when they encounter war, and they ran from Luoyang in the Central Plains to the south. ”

Ma Xiang knocked the child's head with the leftover lamb bones, "You barbarians have the courage of barbarians, and the Jin people also have the spirit and bones of the Jin people, when it comes to a person, not only look at his physical strength, but also look at his spiritual strength, just like your fourth brother, he is strong and tall, and the most important thing is that he is gentle in his heart, tolerant and indisputable, and dedicated to the Murong family, such a talent is the pillar of your Murong family's future." You have to learn from your fifth brother. ”

Murong Ba saw Ma Xiang praising his brother, nodded busily, and asked, "What is Feng Gu?" ”

"Since the Jin people have built an three Cao Qizi, the articles and ideas they wrote have continued to the Southern Jin Dynasty today, and the handsome and strong is the literary style and the temperament of the literati, which has influenced generations of Jin people." Seeing that Murong Ba was confused when he heard this, Ma Xiang's eyes were full of stars, and he said bluntly, "You should think that there are white horses and white wolves in the world, and your Murong clan is a white wolf, so the Jin people are white horses, each with their own strengths." ”

Murong Ba nodded and asked, "The owner of the white horse is a child of a family, so what is his name?" ”

"Jin Chen County Xie Shi Xie An, since the age of four poems, calligraphy and painting swept Jiangdong, at the age of ten from Shi Jilong escaped, shot Shi Zhao archer in one eye, and is now wanted by Shi Zhao Quanguo. He is thin and weak, and he can't even ride a horse well in the past, I heard that he just rose to the fifth rank on the ink soul list last year, and the medical master inherited Ge Hongxian Weng's wife, who used to read with Jin Tianzi, and now he is hidden in the city, and he has been repairing books alone in Tai Academy for nearly four years. ”

Ma Xiang said as he saw the surprised expression on Murong Ba's little face, and couldn't help but smile, "He and you are people from another world, a child of a family, and a little Langjun raised in a honeypot, but you can't despise him." ”

"Escape from Shi Jilong's hands? Man slaughtered hand? Murong Ba's eyes widened, and he said, "Shi Jilong is eyeing me Xianbei, but my father and brothers say that he is like a murderer, and he should avoid him if he is not 100% sure on the battlefield, if you want to fight him, you must have the heart of death." This little Langjun is really amazing. ”

The two were talking about the story of Xie An, a young man in the southern water town, Murong Ke had already ridden a black horse around the camp tent for several laps, the black horse's coat and body were all of the highest grade, even Murong Hao couldn't help but stop him when he saw it, only to feel that the fourth son on the horse, who was not to be seen by himself, suddenly became heroic and had the appearance of an adult.

Seeing that the winter snow had not yet faded, and hearing that the envoys of the Southern Jin Dynasty would arrive at the beginning of spring, Ma Xiang simply stayed in Da Thorn City with peace of mind.

Murong Ke never thought that his fate would change because of a dark horse, this winter his father Murong Hao often called him to ask some questions about the scriptures, Murong Ke himself is a person who knows the scriptures, and he is even more interested in astrology, Murong Ke has learned in previous years to his father's appetite, coupled with his gentle temperament and heroic decisiveness, Murong Hao admires him very much, so he promised to take him to practice in the army after the beginning of spring.

In the long winter of Liaodong, Murong Ke and Murong Ba knew a lot of things about the southern court from the mouth of Ma Xiang, Murong Xianbei was orthodox in the Jin Dynasty, and did not associate with the surrounding people Yuwen Xianbei and other Hu tribes, and finally in the fourth year of Xianhe (334 AD) Murong Hao was named the general of the town army by Emperor Sima Yan of the Jin Dynasty, Pingzhou Assassin History, Da Shan Yu, Liaodong Gong, holding the festival, the governor, and the system of worshipping the same as the deceased Murong Dian.

Murong Xianbei, from Murong Diao in the first year of Yongjia in the Western Jin Dynasty (307) to the third year of Taixing in the Eastern Jin Dynasty (321) was awarded the title of Duke of Liaodong, until his death last year, his son Murong Hao inherited his throne and continued to seal the Southern Jin Dynasty as orthodox.

There is Xianbei Murong in the north, and the Jin Dynasty in the south, and it has become a trend of attacking the Central Plains for a while.

After Murong Hao was sealed in the spring, Ma Xiang followed the envoys of the Southern Jin Dynasty to leave the Great Thorn City, and the Xianbei Duan clan followed Murong Hao to the throne of Liaodong after Murong Hao, civil strife was frequent, and the Xianbei Duan clan and Murong Hao's brother Murong Han led troops to invade Liaodong, and Murong Ke, who had just joined the army, followed his father to conquer Liaodong as a pioneer, of course, this is another story.

The black horse stayed in Liaodong, while Ma Xiang took the white horse down to the south of the Yangtze River.

That year, Murong Xianbei's general, Murong Ke, won the first battle with his father, and the black horse was splashed with the blood of countless thieves, and as the owner of the white horse, Xie An was still his idle little Langjun in the warm spring drizzle of Jiankang.

The library of Tai Academy was hung up by him with the name "Penglai Pavilion". Just because of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the royal family writings and book collections are located in the Dongguan is called "Taoist Penglai Mountain", taking the meaning of Penglai Immortal Mountain.

Penglai Pavilion read Penglai classics, time flies like electricity, the collection of Penglai Pavilion is more and more, just rely on people to copy or use engraving is too wasteful, he simply let people use the cement to make a square inch size of the clay movable type, the seven hundred years later Bi Sheng's movable type printing is popular in a small area of Jiangzuo.

However, the invention and promotion of "movable type printing" alone needs to be improved.

This day is the beginning of a calm as usual, the expensive spring rain fell overnight, when he woke up from the Penglai Library, Xie An returned home with an umbrella, because Wang Xizhi went to visit his father in the countryside of Huiji for a while, and received a book from the flying pigeon last night, and he will go to Jiankang today.

The two had not seen each other for several months, Xie An rode a horse and waited at the Suzaku Bridge for a long time, and then rode a few miles south to the area of Changganli, and finally met the girl with procrastination on the bank of the river full of canopies.

Wang Xizhi was wearing a silver-gray cloak, revealing a crimson skirt, and the white socks on the clogs were also wet, and he didn't know how many puddles he had stepped on.

The umbrellas of the two are a pair, and the umbrella surface is painted by Xie An with red carp.

Wang's servant was very conspicuous and parked the ox cart in the middle of the road, and Ah Yi was sending a pair of fishing rods to Wang Xizhi's side.

"Fishing?" Xie An stopped his horse on the shore and asked on horseback.

Wang Xizhi looked up with a mysterious look on his face, "No, I saw a few little mice in the river." ”

Wang Xizhi stretched out his rod and poked the flowing water with small bubbles, of course he found nothing, Xie An thought that it was about the recent rain that washed away the rat's nest, this Wang Xizhi went out less, and as soon as he went out, he felt novelty everywhere, and he was not even afraid of mice.

The search for mice was fruitless, Wang Xizhi saw that the rain had stopped, so he simply put away his umbrella and said to Xie An: "You take me home, the ox cart is slow." ”

Xie An had thought so for a long time, so he didn't get off the horse, threw the umbrella to Ah Yi, let her sit behind him, and rode away on the water, but as soon as he arrived at the Vermilion Bird Bridge, he saw where Sima Yan's personal guards were waiting, and as soon as he saw him, he said: "I finally found San Lang, the envoy of the Murong clan in the north said that the fifth prince Murong Ba had a gift for San Lang, and everyone is waiting in Taicheng at this time." ”

(To be continued.) )