On the street of Jiangning City, the two sons and sons shouted five and six and drank six, so they were not beautiful, followed by a few Tsing Yi families. Wherever they walked, pedestrians automatically avoided it, and the two sons enjoyed this feeling very much.

"Young Master Dong, how was Miss Cuihua last night?" Li Bin, the second son of Li, asked mysteriously to Young Master Dong.

This Young Master Dong is Dong Mingyan's second brother, Dong Mingqing, he looks good, but he is also unlearned, likes cockfighting, and often lingers in casinos and brothels.

Thinking of Cuihua's wanton welcome last night, Dong Ming's heart fluttered, and he was satisfied: "Hehe, that girl is really strong." In vain, I have traveled all over the Qinhuai River, and there is such a superlative. ”

Even if you go all over the Qinhuai River? Li Bin was disdainful, you think, you don't have that money at home, you are looking for those outdated old girls, cheap and affordable, a small emerald flower can make you beautiful for a few days. Li Bin said: "That is, as long as Brother Dong likes it, there are many excellent products in Qinhuai River, and Brother Dong tastes it slowly." ”

Dong Ming's heart was moved: "Really? ”

"Brother Dong, when you say this, you will see the outside, let's talk to whom."

"Yes, yes." Dong Ming was full of joy and patted Li Bin on the shoulder, "I know your thoughts, what is Chen Yuan, Yan'er also has to listen to my brother, your business is wrapped up in me." ”

Li Bin was even more attentive.

"Let's go, go to the first floor." Li Bin hooked his shoulder.

Dong Ming's situation was not allowed, but he was blocked by one person.

The man was not tall, but his face was like frost, his fists were clenched, trembling slightly, and his eyes were blood-red.

The two gentlemen were so frightened that they took two steps back, and Dong Mingquan pointed at the man: "Which one of you who doesn't have long eyes dares to block Lao Tzu's way, is he tired of being crooked?" ”

Yes, the two gentlemen walked all the way, and passers-by all avoided them, this person ate the courage of the ambitious leopard. Although the two gentlemen were arrogant and domineering, they did not force the good to become prostitutes, kill people and set fires, and the people in front of them did not know each other.

Li Bin also said arrogantly: "Do you know where this is? Jiangning County, my uncle is the head catcher in Jiangning County, and he has no eyesight, so he won't let go of the prison and squat for a few months. ”

The person who came was in an irritable mood, his blood-red eyes widened, and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Get out of here!" ”

Oh, there are still people in Jiangning County who are not afraid of themselves, Li Bin was angry: "Ah San, clean him up for me." ”

A few evil people were only cleaned up a few days ago, and the bruises on their faces had not yet disappeared, and when they saw that crazy person, they were a little scared and hesitated to step forward.

Li Bin roared: "No, it's okay, I'll fire you when I go back, and I can get out of here." ”

If you are fired, you will have to die, you can't follow Li Ergongzi, how to be powerful in the future, Ah San glanced at each other, howled and rushed up.

But the man did not retreat, and stomped his right foot so hard that the streets trembled. Three evil men attacked, his head was slightly tilted, flashed his fist, but his right hand intercepted Ah San's hand, twisted it with his backhand, and only listened to the "click", which was Ah San's cry of pain.

Immediately, the other two family members were also knocked away and fell to the ground unable to move.

The two gentlemen finally knew that they were scared, and they trembled and stepped back.

"Don't come—don't come—I—I'll tell you—my uncle is a headcatcher."

The man ignored them, staring at them with a ferocious gaze, and advanced step by step.

Li Bin's "ah" fell to the ground, and Dong Ming's forehead was a bead of sweat that hit a person.

"Ouch," the person who was hit also shouted.

The man still didn't stop, looking like he was about to tear them apart.

"I'll fight with you." Dong Mingquan didn't know where he got the courage, so he picked up something he touched and pulled it out, and it turned out to be a sharp sword.

He howled and rushed towards the man.

The sword was impartial, and it went straight into the man's chest.

"Poof" The corner of the man's mouth flowed blood.

Dong Ming was stunned, why didn't he flash, he stabbed, I stabbed.

"Ah, murder!" Screams rang out from the street.

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For five days in a row, Chen Yuan didn't go to Chongwen Academy, just kidding, the matter of being beaten by the board, a fool only went, and he couldn't bear it if the hall was full.

In the past few days, he has been wandering around Jiangning, firstly to understand the customs of this era, and secondly, to find a way to survive. There are many new varieties that are not available in this era, such as corn, sweet potato, pepper, etc. Corn is in Africa, and he doesn't have the ability to introduce it, but he saw sweet potatoes that day, and he must promote this if he has the opportunity.

On this day, Chen Yuan had breakfast and had nothing to do, so he went to Qinhuai River for a walk.

The Qinhuai River is very long, and only those special areas do special business.

The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, and walking by the river is unusually refreshing.

Thinking of the difficulties of his survival road, remembering that he was a traverser, looking at the passing pedestrians, he suddenly felt a little out of place, and suddenly a little lonely.

In modern times, it is his life, and when he arrives here, he has to learn everything all over again, although he has hundreds of years of knowledge more than the people of this era, but what is the use. The so-called memorized 300 Tang poems and memorized 100 pairs can be a talented person in front of a real literati, so that he can bow to you and worship you, that is just a fantasy.

The cultural cultivation of the literati permeated all aspects of his life, making friends with the literati, writing a letter, saying a few words of wine, rewarding a pair of calligraphy and paintings, and reciting poems and admiring the moon...... Everything requires you to have a very deep cultural literacy, and you need to play on the spot, which is a cultural exchange that has no regular rules.

And the rhetorical devices of the poems, such as intertextuality, metaphors, metaphors, and metaphors, are these justifiable? It's definitely not something that can be dealt with by memorizing a few words and a few pairs, and it's just that if you dare to use a well-known quote to make a name for yourself, it will only be revealed faster.

So that day, he also had the courage to resolve the struggle between the talented people of the north and the south, and then he didn't talk to those talented people, he knew the ink in his stomach.

"Little Lord?" Just when Chen Yuan was stretching his waist comfortably, he found a little girl sitting on a stone bench, wearing an embroidered blue skirt, skinny, looking at the river blankly.

Isn't she the county lord? Chen Yuan looked around, but didn't see the guards, strange, could it be that all the family members gave up on her?

Twelve years old is the age of chasing dreams, but she can only fight against illness every day.

Chen Yuan suddenly sympathized with her.

He called twice, but the little county lord did not respond.

"The wolf is coming!" Chen Yuan suddenly raised his voice.

The little county lord was startled, got up hurriedly, and looked at it in a panic, but saw a man in gray looking at him with a smile. The little county lord remembers him, is he the one who stopped him in the ox cart that day?

No one had ever made such a joke with her, annoyed, "I think you are this wolf!" ”

Chen Yuan smiled and said: "No, no, I am a law-abiding citizen, a good citizen, a good citizen, respects the old and loves the young, works diligently and hard, and has been rated as a young man with five bars." ”

The little county lord didn't know that he was a little angry, the county lord, how much pampered. Since childhood, he has learned etiquette, he smiles without showing his teeth, behaves moderately, his father is kind and filial to his son, he is respectful and orderly, how can anyone talk to her like this, listen to what he says, look ignorant, and say: "Look at your scholarly dress, you don't study hard in the school, but you come to the river to swim, and you are embarrassed to brag about yourself, and you are not ashamed." ”

Chen Yuan patted his head and exclaimed, "You saw through my truancy?" ”

The little county lord raised his head proudly: "Hmph." ”

Chen Yuan had the intention to amuse her, his eyes widened, his hands stretched out, and he feigned anger: "Then don't blame me for being rude." ”

The little county lord put his hands on his chest: "You-what are you going to do?" ”

"Of course it is—just kidding." Chen Yuan raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender.

The county lord was dumbfounded and muttered, "You-"

"Hehe, you are the county lord, I have to surrender, otherwise, I will be thrown into the Qinhuai River by your family, I haven't lived enough, I still have to wear underwear to save the world." Uh, county lord, look, this gesture of surrender is right, do you have to raise your hands a little higher? ”

The county lord couldn't cry or laugh, he had never seen such an arrogant and scoundrel, they were under a willow tree, Chen Yuan's hand was raised high, and he was alive and well as a monkey climbing a tree.

The little county lord crossed his hands on his waist and made a fierce gesture: "Honestly, why did you skip school?" ”

"Well." Chen Yuan's face was embarrassed.

"Huh?"

"Ahem, yesterday, uh, the day before yesterday, uh, three days, uh, hehe, I went to the academy six days ago, and I was beaten by my master, and I suddenly felt that I was going to save the world and be popular all over the world, so many people have no face, and I won't go in the future."

"Why were you beaten?"

Chen Yuanqi Aiai: "Can't recite the Analects? ”

The little county lord was dumbfounded, he could memorize the "Analects" at the age of five, this guy in front of him is really-unlearned, the little county lord thought about it for a long time, and felt that this word was suitable for him.

Chen Yuan put down his hand, walked to the county lord's side, and said with a wry smile: "I only remember one sentence, the son said on the river: Big river, you are so big!" ”

The little county lord almost fell, laughing, without any image.

"No, no, you, you're laughing at me." The little county lord pointed at Chen Yuan, smiled breathlessly, and coughed because of physical reasons.

Chen Yuan realized that he couldn't tease her too much, he just wanted to make her happy. sat next to her, waited for her to ease up, and said with a smile: "That's it, county lord, if you have nothing to do, I'll tell you a story?" ”

The county lord is still a girl's heart, and he said: "The story of your saving the world? ”

Chen Yuan touched his chin: "That, I'll talk about it later." ”

The county lord said with a smile: "I think you want to exercise your eloquence, and it is not bad to be a storyteller in the future." ”

Chen Yuan gave a thumbs up: "The county lord Bing Xue is smart. ”

The county lord smiled.

"In a beautiful country farmhouse, a mother duck lies lonely in her nest, hatching her young. Finally, the duck eggs cracked one by one, "Secluded! Unorthodox! The duck eggs cried, and the well stretched out their little heads. Look at! How lively these little ones are, looking around with curious eyes. Only one egg was still lying there, not moving at all.

But at the beginning of a new life, the ugly duckling, which had finally crawled out of the eggshell, was pecked, ostracized, and ridiculed everywhere, not only among the ducks, but also among the flocks. The situation got worse and worse with each passing day. Everyone had to get rid of the poor duckling, and even his own brothers and sisters were angry with him. ”

……

"So it's not an ugly duckling, it's a beautiful swan!"

After the story was told, the little county lord was deeply intoxicated. The stories I heard before were either ghosts and scary people, or talented and beautiful women, and I really haven't heard this fairy tale, it's very fresh.

Also, girls love to dream, even if they are suffering from scabies, aren't they ugly ducklings, and will they become the last white swans? The county lord couldn't help but think.

Look at the sky, more than half an hour has passed, he knows that the county lord is not suitable to blow more wind, Chen Yuan got up and said, "County lord, go back early." ”

It's rare for the county lord to be so relaxed, she is a person who has been sentenced to death by fate, and she is a little reluctant.

"You, will you come again?"

Seeing her expectant gaze, Chen Yuan softened, so let's accompany her for the last few days, and laughed: "Of course, my gray wolf king will definitely come back, ah, I mean, the small county is here, I will definitely come, finally find someone who can listen to my story, save the world in the future, the county lord is the first merit." ”

"Dreaming" The little county lord stuck out her tongue and ran away, she didn't know where she got the strength, she usually gasped when she walked.