Guo Poyu caught up with Guo Xiang and his party, and everyone sent the sick cattle all the way to the veterinarian's hospital. When the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info went out, Guo Poyu asked the owner of the cow: "Dare to ask the eldest brother, is this cow a ploughing cow?" After seeing that the owner nodded yes, Guo Poyu handed him the twenty taels of silver he had scavenged from Guo Xiang and Zhu San and said, "I see that after this cow is cured, it will not be able to plough the land." The eldest brother might as well take the money, raise the cow, and let it live for a long time. ”

After the owner of the ploughing cattle took over the silver, Guo Poyu looked back and disappeared the big man who came with the cow. So he asked Zhu Sandao: "Third senior brother, can you see where the man carrying the cow went." "He went to Fengliangdu to have something to do, so he left first." Zhu San asked, "Do you know who that big man is?" ”

"I don't know." Guo Poyu replied: "That big man is so benevolent and righteous, I was about to ask his name and make friends with him." ”

"It's Tong Dahai."

"Tong Dahai." Guo Xiang and Guo Poyu said in surprise. Both of them know that Tong Dahai is a character in the book of the Condor Heroes, and Xiangyang will appear. Guo Poyu even thought that after seeing the Condor Heroes, my impression of Tong Dahai was that he was a reckless man. There is a saying that you have to look at people from multiple angles, and this sentence is indeed a wise saying. If we hadn't experienced the morning together, how would I have known that he was a hot-blooded man who loves sick cows and has a heart.

After the three of them came out of the hospital, they first went to the largest inn in the town, "Andu Old Store", to book a room, although Guo Fu is now stationed in Laohekou City, but Guo Poyu and Guo Xiang don't like this big sister who loves to control others, so they would rather stay in the inn than go to listen to her lessons.

When the three of them walked down the stairs, Guo Xiang suddenly grabbed Guo Poyu's shoulders and said, "Immortality is the son of God, how much is your performance worth now." ”

Because he was used to being in the game, he was called Poyu by Guo Xiang, Guo Poyu couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and he was speechless.

"I think you played the best among us." Guo Xiang continued: "In the current character of the captive, there are three points of Huang Rong's agility and intelligence, but there are seven points of Guo Jing's kindness and righteousness. - Why don't you speak? ”

"Ah, I was suddenly praised by Xiang'er. I was so moved that I couldn't speak. Guo Poyu replied casually.

Guo Xiang smiled clearly, took Guo Poyu's hand and caught up with Zhu San, who was walking in front.

"The rivers and lakes are in turmoil." Zhu San interjected and said, "If you meet a master whose martial arts are stronger than yours, can you be as easy as you are today." And you don't have that much money to help everyone you see in need. ”

"I don't have any money, I'm looking for Rong'er." Guo Xiang and Guo Poyu said in unison.

"Second Ancestor." Zhu San muttered dissatisfiedly.

Guo Xiang smiled and said, "It's very good for me to do things today, my sister invites you to drink and comfort you." ”

"Xiang'er, why do I always think you speak in a boy's tone. Ordinary girls comfort others, how can they ask for wine. Just give a gentle smile. ”

"How do you smile gently? I don't. ”

"Forget it, I'm not Wang Jianmin. Can you blow it to me? I listened to Rong'er teach you the song "Remembering Jiangnan" before, which is very good. Guo Poyu said.

"I'll call the bar anyway." Guo Xiang said: "I was urged by Rong'er to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting every day, and it was difficult to relax. Before she finished speaking, a soft and tactful flute sound, taking advantage of the lyrics and songs, suddenly floated in, and the sound was provocative. Guo Poyu's detailed lyrics and songs are exactly the song "Remembering Jiangnan" written by Wang Qi of the Song Dynasty.

"Jiangnan grass is like a plant. The deep reflection of the falling flowers and the warbler's tongue is chaotic, and the green fan Nanpu guest soul disappears. Fight green robes every day.

The wind is about to turn, and the softness is overwhelming. The far green world has been rained at night, and the cold sand has a faint tide. Who dreams of Lan Yuan. …………

It rains in the south of the Yangtze River, and the wind fills Changchuan. The blue tile smoke is dark and the willow bank is dark, and the red silk fragrance moistens into the plum sky. Fluttering is dashing.

Morning and twilight, long in front of Chu Feng. The cold night is sad with gold with pillows, and the twilight river is deep closed magnolia boat. The smoke and waves are far away. ”

Guo Poyu followed the sound of the flute and saw three people sitting under the window on the second floor of the Tongqu Restaurant opposite. A man who looked like a noble son was looking at himself and Guo Xiang with a smile, and beside him, under the head of a tall and thin monk, sat a scholar dressed as thirteen or fourteen years old.

I saw that the scholar blew the song "Remembering Jiangnan", and after the noble son whispered a few words in his ear, he hung a tune of Lin Zhongyu and blew it. This one is a song of "Shuoren".

This Shuoren is from the Book of Songs, it was originally a poem praising the stunning beauty, and the flute voice flowing from the child's lips was soft and tactful. Guo Poyu only felt that after closing his eyes, a beautiful woman in ancient costume with clouds and temples like mist and cheeks was better than snow, and her mind naturally recalled the words and phrases in the Book of Poetry: hands are like soft wattles, skin is like clotted fat, collar is like a grub, teeth are like rhinoceros, moth eyebrows, clever smile, beautiful eyes.

That little boy blew a song "Shuoren" and put it on the table. The noble prince stood up and clenched his fists from afar, and said to Guo Poyu and the three of them: "Brother Xiao Yi is shoddy, and he is filthy and clear. I happened to hear the three talking about the lyrics and songs of "Jiangnan", the younger brother's ancestral home in Jiangnan, and he was homesick for a while, so he ordered his younger brother to play the song designated by the young man, but it was disturbing. How about punishing the younger brother to be the east, preparing water and wine and inviting the three young heroes to have a drink together? Then the noble son said, looking around at the three of them with a smile, and his eyes paid extra attention to Guo Xiang for a while.

"Dead Tartar."

Guo Poyu listened to the gentleman's vomit and was elegant, and he had a good impression of him. Hearing Zhu San beside him spitting out evil words, he couldn't help but be shocked and asked, "How can you see it." ”

"Look at the curved knife on his waist, it's the standard war knife in the Mongol army."

Guo Poyu thought to himself: "This boy is dressed up and has a knife in his crotch, but it is unusual, it seems that the third senior brother is right." So he sighed, he liked to make friends the most, he saw that the scholar Xiao was much better than himself, and he wanted to make friends with their brothers.

The noble son saw that the three of them had no intention of going upstairs to drink together, and wanted to go downstairs to invite him. But I heard the beautiful girl among the three say: "That is, when you hear the elegant play, the ceremony should be answered, and the little girl will return the gift to Your Excellency." ”

Guo Xiang leaned on the old wall of the "Andu Old Store", took out a turquoise hole from his waist and blew it. Although her skills are far less proficient than the scholar just now, the sound of blowing the flute is like a tide, passionate and magnificent, and the momentum is far superior. The noble son closed his eyes and listened, and his face couldn't help but show surprise. With the sound of the magnificent flute, the words and sentences were secretly recited: "Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rests." Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad. ………… Zhuang was hungry for Hulu meat, laughed and thirsty for the blood of the Huns, drove a long car through the Helan Mountain, and faced the sky.

At this time, not long after the Song Dynasty crossed to the south, people with lofty ideals in the Song Dynasty did not study martial arts, and all had the sorrow of their families and countries. Above the temple and in the market, everyone admires Wu Mu's legacy, and when Guo Xiang plays this Manjianghong song, there are also a few guests in the restaurant who sing with the song. Until the sound of the flute has passed for a long time, the singing is still not gone. When the noble son opened his eyes at this time, he saw the old tiles of the earthen wall, but Guo Xiang and the three of them had already gone for a long time.

The monk beside him said: "General Zhang, that girl seems to have seen our identity just now, and I don't think it is appropriate to stay here for a long time." ”

The boy leaned over and replied: "Senior Brother Darba don't need to worry too much, after we meet with Huo Du Gongzi tonight, we will go back to Jiangbei immediately, Yeluqi will go out ****, there are no first-class masters in Laohekou City these days, it doesn't hurt to come." ”