Chapter 1 Zisang Fuxi

On the official road on the outskirts of Beijing, a four-wheeled carriage is moving slowly. Outside the car, several people rode horses to follow, and the first one was two horses, one black and one white, in parallel, because the speed was not fast, and the two horses occasionally rubbed their heads and ears.

The woman on the black horse is dressed in fiery red, reflecting the bright sun on her head at the moment, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyebrows are crooked, and she looks like she is going on a trip.

The woman on the horse was naturally Shen Lingjun, but this was not a trip, but a patrol.

After cracking the big case half a month ago, the emperor asked her what reward she wanted, and she casually said that she wanted a ten-day and a half-month vacation to see the sea of clouds in the east and the sunrise in the west.

Okay, the emperor is right!

Shen Lingjun just wanted to say that this time the emperor was so bold, and the holy decree came the next day.

The emperor's original words were that since Aiqing wanted to relax, he would take a look at the scenery of the world for me by the way, naturally, if there was any injustice, he would have to bother Aiqing. By the way, the last time the Bright Sect and the Lord behind it didn't find out the clues, the emperor wanted Shen Lingjun to take a look by the way.

Shen Lingjun yawned, lazily patted the head of the white horse next to him, and sighed: "If you want to talk about playing with your heart, you must not be able to play with the royal people." ”

The person on the white horse looked at her, as cold as usual, and said in a slightly cool voice: "I see that you are in a good mood." ”

"Alas, there is a saying that comes from what comes well, and when the good and bad come out, just go shopping, anyway, the emperor didn't say that he must solve any big cases, investigate any corrupt officials, and travel according to orders." Speaking of this, Shen Lingjun propped his chin and looked listless.

Su Musha nodded and didn't say anything more.

"I thought you wouldn't come with me." Shen Lingjun leaned over, squinted and smiled.

Su Musha glanced at her and said lightly: "There is a house in Yongning Mansion, and I haven't been there for a long time. ”

Shen Lingjun's smile was even bigger, knowing that he would not expose it if he found an excuse casually, in case he squeezed people away, she would be thankful.

Moreover, in this way, the accommodation problem is solved by the way, and there is no need to settle at the inn. The more Shen Lingjun thought about it, the more satisfied he became, looking at Su Musha's eyes that were hotter than the sun in the sky.

Su Musha was stared at like this, and he didn't feel a chill.

Shen Lingjun smiled: "Brother Su must not mind how many more people are in the house?" ”

In the carriage on the other side, there were two people staring at each other.

Ye Qingzhi doesn't understand, she doesn't understand! Isn't being supposed to be busy as a general? Then why did Zhao Qi set off with them, and he didn't ride a horse, and squeezed a small carriage with himself.

This carriage was specially prepared by Shen Lingjun to take care of Ye Qingzhi and not know how to do kung fu, for fear that she would not be able to stand the wind and sun. The carriage was not big, but it was big enough for one person to lie down.

Ye Qingzhi brought some books, and read books to pass the time when she had nothing to do.

But now, the book in her hand hasn't been turned over for a long time, and the reason is that it's all on the person opposite.

Zhao Qi leaned back against the wall of the carriage with his arms folded, trying to straighten his legs as much as possible, but the carriage was still too aggrieved for him.

However, his expression was very relaxed, and he smiled: "Hey, I said, girl, why are you staring at me like an enemy, I won't eat you." ”

Ye Qingzhi glanced at her: "You are the girl, your whole family is a girl." ”

"Sour Xiucai is right, women and villains are the most difficult to raise." Zhao Qi pursed his lips and muttered to himself.

Ye Qingzhi looked at the person in front of her, and she really couldn't connect with the wise and martial general Zhao Qi who was rumored on the streets.

When the carriage followed Los Angeles and the play, Los Angeles was still holding a black horse in his hand, and someone insisted on relying on the carriage, so he left the horse to run empty.

During the play, he poked Luo Cheng's shoulder and said incomprehensibly, "Why do we want to follow." ”

Luo Cheng shook the reins, let the horse run by itself, and looked at the sky: "You have to ask the general." ”

squinted at him during the play: "Aren't you known as the roundworm in the general's stomach?" ”

Los Angeles was speechless: "This is what you said, not me." ”

In the carriage, Ye Qingzhi kicked Zhao Qi and said in disgust: "Didn't your deputy general Luo Guangling go back to the northwest?" ”

The implication is that you didn't go back with you.

Zhao Qi was lying lazily, and took the book in his hand and flipped it: "Li Nanzhi, well, yes, this painting is quite serious." ”

Ye Qingzhi glanced at him, ignored him again, opened the curtain of the carriage and said to Shen Lingjun: "This is the boundary of Yongning Mansion." ”

Shen Lingjun turned his head and said with a smile: "Yes, after this area, you will enter the city." ”

Ye Qingzhi raised her head, looked at the sun with her hand, there was a big river in front of her, and there were four or five miles to Yongning Mansion after crossing the river.

Shen Lingjun saw it, jumped off the horse, patted Hui Feng's head, and said with a smile: "Why don't we rest here for a while." ”

Ye Qingzhi smiled, Shen Lingjun was too good at guessing people's hearts, and she was thinking in her heart, so she spoke.

After a few people rested for a while, Ye Qingzhi and Zhao Qi came out of the carriage one after another.

The wind on the shore brings the coolness of the moisture, and the weather gradually becomes hotter and hotter in summer.

Shen Lingjun took the kettle to her: "Drink some water." ”

Ye Qingzhi took a sip, pointed to the front, and said, "Well, this should be the Mulberry River." ”

Su Musha happened to come over, and when he heard it, he said, "The Mulberry River of Zisang Fuxi?" ”

Zhao Qi threw a stone into the river, made a few beautiful splashes, and was out of sight at the end, and he didn't see the stone falling into the river, pouting: "What kind of mourning clothes, I will be bad luck when I hear it." ”

Ye Qingzhi glanced at him: "No culture." ”

Los Angeles rubbed his hands, the general was so embarrassed!

Nodding his head in agreement.

The remaining stones in Zhao Qi's hand hit them, these two boys, thought he didn't see it?

Now, the Los Angeles and the play are jumping everywhere.

Shen Lingjun laughed, and Ye Qingzhi also showed a light smile, since following Shen Lingjun, her life has suddenly enriched a lot.

After frolicking for a while, Shen Lingjun took the wind back to drink water, washed his hands by the way, and praised it: "This river is very clear, and the river water is cool and quite comfortable." ”

"Well," Ye Qingzhi nodded, "The source of the Sang River is in the Yellow River, but after entering the Tu River, it is divided into three tributaries, namely the Luo River, the Xi River and the Sang River, the Sang River is the clearest, and the legend is that the tears of Zisang converge. ”

Shen Lingjun was quite particular about choosing the name of this river, and immediately asked with interest: "Is there a story here?" ”

"It is rumored that the dragon horse negative map, swimming in the Tu River, when Fu Xi saw the point, according to the back of the map point, there is a turtle negative book from Luoshui appeared, so according to the painting into the gossip, is the river out of the map, Luo out of the book, the sage is it. Gossip, with the virtue of the gods, with the affection of all things," Su Musha stood up, explained briefly, and finally said: "But Zisang's story is indeed not very clear. ”

Ye Qingzhi held the kettle and looked at the Sang River, the wind came from the riverbank, blowing the hair on her shoulders, she brushed away the hair that was close to her face, and took over the conversation and said: "I also saw it from the wild history records, when Zisang was the daughter of Hebo, she was ordered by heaven to control the floods of the Yellow River, but the Yellow River is located in a complex place, and there was no way to do it for a while, so it took more than 200 years to find out the various rivers of the Yellow River, and recorded it and drew a river map. ”

Ye Qingzhi's clear voice accompanied by the wind blowing through everyone's ears, and it was very comfortable to listen to.

Ye Qingzhi stood near the river and said slowly: "The Yellow River is deep and shallow, how can the water be cut off, where can the flood be discharged, the river map is clear, and Ran Zisang sighed that he didn't have the strength to govern the Yellow River according to the map, he was very sad and wandered all day long. Seeing that the Yellow River was rising again and again, the villagers were burdened by the flooding of the Yellow River, and the people were struggling to make a living, and tears gathered into this Sang River. It happened that Fuxi's family passed down the river, helped her, and asked her to hand over the river map to Dayu, so that Dayu could control the water. ”

During the play, he listened to the story carefully, nodded, and asked curiously: "What about Xihe?" ”

"Later, Zisang wished and fell asleep in the Sang River, and the villagers were grateful to Zisang and Fu Xi for their kindness, so they named it the Sang River, and the other small river was renamed the Xi River," Ye Qingzhi finished speaking, and then said: "But it's all hearsay, just listen to it." ”

Zhao Qi patted the head of the black horse: "People say that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, but you girl is different." ”

Ye Qingzhi snorted coldly: "Could it be that you are also well versed in the three obedience and four virtues." ”

"Uh......" Zhao Qi scratched her head, how could this girl talk to herself like a hedgehog with a thorn.

After the story was finished, Shen Lingjun looked at Ye Qingzhi and Zhao Qi laughing, and he didn't know if the relationship between these two was good or bad.

Shen Lingjun smiled and said to Su Musha beside him: "These two people have to fight when they meet. ”

However, after saying that, without waiting for the other party to react, Shen Lingjun turned his head curiously, and found that Su Musha was looking at the other side of the river seriously, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Shen Lingjun leaned over, put his shoulder on his shoulder to look at his line of sight, and asked suspiciously, "What are you looking at?" ”

Su Musha didn't look back, stretched out his hand and pointed to the other side: "Look there." ”

When Luo Cheng heard it, he also looked over: "Hey, there are a lot of people gathered on the other side, what kind of ceremony are they doing." ”

"Ah, you see, there's a dancing god!" I don't know if I'm used to being a secret guard or what, I like to squat on a high place, and I'm squatting on the roof of the carriage at this time, so I can see it very clearly.

Because the sun was too dazzling, Ye Qingzhi couldn't help but squint, recognized it, and said: "They seem to be worshipping the river god, every summer when the river tide is at its worst, the villagers in some places will do this." ”

Shen Lingjun looked at it for a while, suddenly looked slightly cold, and asked, "What is generally used for sacrifices?" ”

"Pigs and sheep and the like have changed according to the different customs of each place, but they are generally the same," Ye Qingzhi took a sip of water, wiped the corners of her mouth, and replied.

Zhao Qi leaned up from Ye Qingzhi's end, touched his chin, and said with a smile: "Then this is interesting." ”

Shen Lingjun nodded: "Indeed." ”

A few people said that Ye Qingzhi didn't know kung fu, so her eyesight was limited, so she wondered: "What's wrong?" ”

Zhao Qi raised his eyebrows: "You take a closer look at what their sacrifice is?" ”

Ye Qingzhi took a few more steps forward, observed carefully for a moment, and couldn't help frowning: "This kind of deceptive trick was used by no one hundreds of years ago. ”