"I'm from the surname Li and I was born in April. In "The Book of Songs, Xiaoya, April", "April is summer, June is summer." "Therefore, he was named Li Weixia, and his girlfriend was named Li Ni."

"Oh, cultural people!" Wang Kaiwen patted his ass out of tune.

"Then tell me if I'm the person you're looking for?" Wang Kaiwen looked like he was eager to sit in the front row with a stool and listen to the lecture, for fear of missing something, not to mention how funny he looked.

"Yes or no." The ghost Li Weixia slowly looked at the bright moon in the night sky, and spoke without being humble or arrogant, nor impatient.

"You ancients are really! Do you know that you can't give me a sloppy eye and talk well? Isn't it okay to give a letter? At this time, Wang Kaiwen was so bold that he resolutely forgot that he was not facing a person, but a thousand-year-old female ghost.

Li Weixia calmly turned his gaze to Wang Kaiwen, as if there was a wisp of fresh wind wafting in the air, carrying bursts of murderous aura.

Of course, this is just Kevin Wang's personal intuition. How could Li Weixia kill someone who might be his lover? What's more, she used to be a big girl, so she also lost her identity.

The so-called person who knows the times is Junjie, and Wang Kaiwen has just the right grasp of the heat. found that he was drunk and arrogant, so he quickly put away his arrogance and shut his mouth.

"It all started thousands of years ago......

Gradually, Wang Kaiwen's thoughts were brought to a thousand years ago by Li Weixia's words.

It was a love affair that took place more than 200 years BC.

Li Weixia was born in a wealthy family, received a good education from an early age, and was well-read. Although she does not have a devilish figure and the appearance of a sinking fish and a goose, she is full of intellectual beauty, and her cultivation and connotation are integrated.

Li Weixia has a unique charm that exudes from the inside out, even if her appearance is not overwhelming, there are not a few people who love her.

Sewing and embroidering, writing calligraphy, chanting poetry, and making pairs, this is Li Weixia's daily life.

Life is dull and fulfilling, although there are occasional admirers, but she feels that these people are not her bosom friends. Therefore, even though she is beautiful on the surface, she is actually more or less empty inside.

The poem is opposed, the two corners are divided, and the dialogue between himself and the air, what is this not loneliness?

The sky was gray, and the sun seemed to be mischievous for a while before poking its head out.

It stands to reason that today's Li Weixia should stay in the study as usual to cultivate her self-cultivation, or enjoy the flowers in the courtyard, but there is always an unknown force pulling her out, as if something is destined in the dark.

When the night's sleepiness was still hazy, Li Weixia suddenly had the idea of wanting to worship the Buddha in Wuling Mountain. So she got up early today, and the maid Ziyue groomed her well.

A few days later, it was Li Weixia's birthday, and she also took this trip to pray that she would meet someone who understood her as soon as possible.

Because Li Weixia wanted to travel alone to relax, the maid Ziyue did not forget to pack a box of pastries, some cold food, and some easy-to-carry supplies for Li Weixia.

Because today is the Cold Food Festival, you can't eat hot food or light a fire. There is a long history of this Winter Food Festival.

According to legend, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Jin people Jie Zitui was kind to the Jin Wengong when he was in trouble. After Duke Wen of Jin became the monarch, he set fire to the mountain, hoping to force Jie Zitui, who took his mother to the mountain to live in seclusion, to receive the money. Unexpectedly, Jie Zi Tui would rather die than die, and as a result, he was burned to death under a willow tree. Jin Wengong regretted this, and since then, every day of setting fire to the mountain, the palace prohibits lighting fires to commemorate Jie Zitui, and the "Cold Food Festival" is derived from this.

After the Cold Food Festival, Jin Wengong set up the "Qingming Festival" to worship Jie Zitui and sweep the tomb for him, and it became a custom to sweep the tomb during the Qingming Festival. Later, due to the similarity of the two festivals, the Qingming Festival also continued the custom of eating cold food and not moving fireworks.

Li Weixia sat in his own carriage, enjoying the scenery alone along the way, as if there was an ocean in his heart, and faintly hoped that a flat boat could stir up the stormy waves.

Full of vitality and green cloaked in green mountains, gurgling streams, scattered flowers and plants, Li Weixia obliviously watched the scenery along the way gradually retreat, and the day had quietly passed halfway.

As night fell, Visha, accompanied by the groom, went to the temple on the mountain of Wuling Mountain. The Shangke Hall is located between the Heavenly King Hall and the main hall, and Li Weixia rests here at night.

After putting his luggage in the lady's room, Ma Fu Adong stayed in the dormitory, so that he could protect Li Weixia at any time. Although Li Weixia wanted to relax alone and worship the Buddha and seek scriptures, the old lady was not worried that her daughter would go out alone, so she ordered the horseman Adong to accompany her and protect the lord well.

About twenty-five kilometers away from Wuling Mountain in a straight line, there is a "Dragon's Lair", which is called: Black Dragon Pond. This place is shrouded in smoke all day long, and there is no daylight or rain to see. Only when lightning and thunder come, can you feel a little light and power from nature.

There were no strong enemies in the north, west, and south of the Qin state. To the west of Qin was a desert of semi-arid grasslands, scattered with some backward tribes, which were called "Rong" by the Chinese countries. Since Qin Feizi was entitled, he has been fighting with Zhu Rong incessantly. Qin Zhong, the famous leader of the Qin people, was even killed by Rong.

Yiqu is an ancient nation of the Chinese nation, a branch of the Qiangrong nation in the West, and the Yiqu State has experienced more than 400 years of repeated military contests with the Qiang Qin.

In 271 BC, Empress Dowager Xuan killed the king of Yiqu in Ganquan Palace, and then sent troops to attack Yiqu, Yiqu was destroyed, and the territory was incorporated into Qin. What Qin never expected was the ambition of the wolf son of Yiqu State, and he arranged for people to go to the border of Qin State to find hidden mountains and forests and camp in Anza.

So far, there are many righteous canals living on the Black Dragon Pond, these righteous canals "occupy the mountain as the king", and for the disaster in all directions, do everything to rob the house. The righteous canal on the Black Dragon Pond will not be able to feel at ease if it is not removed for a day, which is a hidden danger for the Qin Dynasty, and the imperial court has been waiting for the opportunity to prevent future troubles forever.

For many years, suffering from being unfamiliar with the terrain of Black Dragon Pond, the imperial court has not dared to act rashly. It wasn't until one day that the righteous son of Bai Qi, one of the four great war kings, came to meet him with a topographical map of Black Dragon Pond, that King Qin made up his mind to attack Black Dragon Pond.

The name of the person who met him was Zhao Han, which was the name that Bai Qi had obtained when he first obtained it.

I remember that when Bai Qi returned from the battle, he met an inconspicuous bullied crying beggar on the street, this beggar was beaten and bruised, but he was still holding a steamed bun tightly in his hand. This tenacious perseverance caught Bai Qi's attention.

Of course, Bai Qi did not arouse the slightest pity, but was just curious about what the little beggar had experienced, and whether he had the potential to be used for himself.

You must know that as long as a little warmth is given to a person who has experienced all kinds of hardships and is full of despair, this person may swear to follow him to the death.

Bai Qi got off his horse and walked in front of the little beggar, and by this time the people who beat the little beggar had already gone.

"What's your name? Where is home? How old are you? Bai Qi squatted down and looked at the little beggar lying on the ground dying, who was still holding the mud-stained steamed bun in his hand.

"I don't have a name, I only know that my father's surname seems to be Zhao, and he doesn't have a home, I'm five years old, my sister is still waiting for my steamed buns, I'm going to find my sister......" The little beggar held the ground with difficulty with his hands, trying to stand up, but the injury was too serious but he couldn't stand up.

"Carry him up," Bai Qi shouted as he pointed to his horse and the two soldiers beside him, without any emotion. The soldier immediately came and lifted the little beggar to the horse, waiting for Bai Qi's command.

"Where's your sister? I'll take you to her."

"My sister is in a small pavilion in the eastern suburbs, my sister is infected with a cold, she is hungry, she wants to eat steamed buns. It's all my fault that I'm not good, I stole a steamed bun and was caught and beaten, and I couldn't send the steamed bun to my sister quickly, because I didn't take good care of my sister, and I'm sorry for my dead father. ”

The little beggar sobbed, and couldn't help but think of his sister who was still waiting for him in the cold wind and his father and mother who died trying to protect him and his sister in the war.

At last, the little beggar was brought into a small, dilapidated pavilion that seemed to be difficult to shelter from the wind and rain.

"Sister, I'm back, look at what this is? I'm back with steamed buns for you!" The little beggar said with tears in his eyes, but his sister didn't answer him at all.

Bai Qi stepped forward, put two fingers in front of the girl's nose, looked at the cold and pale corpse with bent limbs, and looked at the little beggar.

"She is dead, you follow me, I will accept you as a righteous son, from now on, you will be called Zhao Han." Bai Qi hopes that the little beggar will be as cold as frost in the face of all kinds of people and things in the future, and will no longer be bullied by others, no longer endure cold eyes, and only obey his own orders.

"No, no......! She's not going to die, my sister isn't going to die, she's fine, just asleep! Zhao Han roared, clenched his fists, as if releasing all the remaining strength, and fainted soon after shouting.

Since then, Zhao Han has lived in Baifu as an ordinary soldier on the surface, and he is still Bai Qi's righteous son in private, and Bai Qi has also taught him a lot of unique kung fu, hoping that Zhao Han can become a big help to him in the future.