Several little ladies looked at each other in surprise and asked, "Zhenzhen, who is this Yang Xiaoxianggong, and what is his character and talent?" We sisters don't just see any stinky men. ”

The two young men were also sour in their hearts, and when they heard that Yang Dongyun was just a child living in the Niu family, these two were both talents, and they also said: "I have never heard your teachers and friends talk about this person, but I am afraid that he is just a silverfish who can only die to study." ”

Niu Zhenzhen has the richest family background among the little ladies, and there is no adult discipline in the family, so most of the parties are in the Niu family, and the return is fragrant tea and fine fruits, and the reception is very appropriate; eats people and has a soft mouth, and Niu Zhenzhen is the most outstanding among everyone, so she usually seems to be the leader of a small group. Now that he was questioned, he was unhappy, so he picked up the fan that had been painted half on the table, tore it up line by line, and said while tearing: "This Yang Xiaoxianggong was praised by Xuezheng University for his poetry at the age of five, and he is extremely talented. ”

This merry state can see that the two young men are soft all over, where do they remember what is east and west. A round door between the two courtyards was hidden during the day, Yang Dongyun's meals and tea were sent from next door, and the ink was easily reached in the small courtyard, Yang Dongyun was shaking his head and reading hard, and he couldn't help but smile when he saw the ink. Yang Dongyun was startled when he heard that there was a woman outside the door, put down the book and arched his hand to the ink: "Sister, is there something wrong?" Holding the ink and smiling, Yingying said, "On the order of our young lady, I came to invite the son." ”

Yang Dongyun's fingers touched the folded butterfly note, and a faint fragrance penetrated into his nose. Seeing the strength of his nose twitching, he covered his mouth with ink and smiled: "This is the incense made by the eldest lady of my family, and the eldest lady said that the girl's pen and ink are originally very noble, and this fragrant breath is suitable for the identity of the girl." ”

Yang Dongyun sighed in his heart, what ingenuity, how elegant, and how graceful this is! His fiancée, the daughter of a small family, only knows how to cook, and she still sits in the shop to preside over business, and quarrels with others, how ugly, vulgar, and philistine! Look at the ink again, they all say that the maid follows the master, and she is also so clever and smiling, beautiful and longing, lively, playful and gratifying. If you share the tent with her amorous lady in the future, this pretty maid must also be stacked pillows and quilts - thinking about it all the way, her mind is colorful, and you can see those little ladies who are staring at her with big eyes and looking at her curiously, and they are speechless for a while. He arched his hand and said, "I have asked the girl to lead the way." Holding the ink and smiling, "Childe comes with me." Yang Dongyun's body was crispy, and he didn't know how to walk to Niu Zhenzhen's yard like a cloud under his feet.

If you want to say that Niu Zhenzhen, this little lady, is really appropriate to have the surname of this cow, and she is not allowed to refute what she believes. She saw that Yang Dongyun was an inner show, and the other little ladies did not refute it, but it was extremely interesting to watch a young scholar be accused of making a group turn without complaint. teased Yang Dongyun one after another. Yang Dongyun had seen such a scene there, and he didn't dare to raise his face and head red. Niu Zhenzhen smiled, "Young Master Yang, please come and help us read the poem today." Yang Dongyun hurriedly stood up and bowed his head and said, "Don't dare, don't dare." Sun Niangzi smiled: "I heard Zhenzhen say that you still have the title of prodigy." Today is a day to see. The other little ladies also clapped their hands in agreement.

A birdship that is very popular on the southeast coast is like an arrow, breaking through the sea, and the sails are used together, and in a moment it turns from a black dot to a close look, and the bow of the ship is painted with a pair of huge lion eyes. At this speed it was possible to enter the port of Nanquan in three days, but it slowed down in the open ocean, and then turned a corner, and after two hours, a green cage of grass and trees, like a huge emerald island, appeared in the sunset.

The island looks like a swift raising its wings and landing on the sea, and the fishermen along the coast call it Swallow Island. Although Swallow Island has an area of nearly 20,000 acres, half of it is hard and steep basalt cliffs, and the other half is dense jungle, and there are no special products.

It is not on the monsoon route, it is still four or five days away from the Nanquan big ship, it is like a chicken rib for the imperial court, it is not convenient for the sailors to cruise or to garrison, so although there is good fresh water on the island, there is a small river, in fact, it is an uninhabited desert island, and occasionally there are fishing boats that have gone far away to rest here.

The island, however, was now lively, as if the bay of swallow's wings was a natural harbor, and a temporary dock had been erected of wood, and five or six bird boats were gently rocking in the turquoise waters, each with a pair of lion's eyes painted on the bow; There is also a kind of feathered arrow-like clipper stranded on the beach. But the most striking thing is an ironclad ship. And the beach at dusk is still busy, tinkling, full of people, one by one cut down trees, one by one chiseled granite blocks are like a hill.

The guards on the lookout waved flags to indicate that a ship was coming, their own people.

Li Chun stood at the bow of the boat and looked at Swallow Island, and spontaneously felt a sense of pride, this island has his share, and he finally has a sense of belonging in this world.

Before the boat was docked, he jumped into the water and swam onto the beach, where two young men were already standing knee-high waiting for him. The people of the island were blackened by the sun and toil, and their bodies were strong and strong, but it was evident from the actions of the two young men that they were well educated.

The two young men grabbed him by the arms like hungry tigers pounced on food, pulled him up from the water with a drag, and walked towards the island without stopping. In the previous dynasty, there was a village on the island, and the whole village was slaughtered when the pirates were in trouble, and the base of the pirates was built, although it is said that after several changes, those forts and fortresses have long been abandoned and damaged, but the foundation is still there, and it only needs to be repaired again.

A row of stilt houses made of bamboo and wood was a temporary residence, and the three of them were like hot couples, eagerly squeezing into a room together, "Where's the gunpowder?" What about drawings? The shorter young man couldn't wait to ask.

Li Chun couldn't help but take a step back, feeling that he was going to lie on himself immediately and start a search. This person is the outer chamber of Zhenbao Zhaiping Jiuye, and the name is very interesting, called Calm.

"You really have no conscience, Lao Tzu is tired and tired, and he almost lost his life in Luzon, and he didn't ask a word, he asked if he had something or not, and he didn't bring a cup of water to Lao Tzu." Li Chun complained. While untying his belt, he poured out two wax pills from it.

The taller young man had already handed over a glass of water, he was the youngest son of Bai Qiye, and his mother was an aunt from the Qing Dynasty, named Bai Qi.

Li Chun drank it in one go, and only those who had drifted on the ocean knew the sweetness of this clear and pure water.