Brief text five years, late autumn. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fu Chen and Lu Qian died one after another, and the entire Jiangnan group of dragons was leaderless, and the collapse was almost instantaneous.

No one could stand up at this time, the Jiangnan army was defeated like a mountain, and the Jiangbei Navy Division crossed the river under the leadership of Yang Bofu, all the way like a bamboo, and the entire Jianghuai fell in just a few days.

The original balance of power between the north and the south took a sharp turn in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the world, no one can stop Xiao Yu and his Zheng Zheng Iron Cavalry.

It's another year of autumn rain, but unlike previous years' slaughter and desolation, this year's autumn rain has a festive flavor.

Under the leadership of Xie Gongyi, the major families in the south of the Yangtze River have defected, the Jiangdu guards will open the city and ask for surrender, and the northwest army will enter the Jiangdu, the former capital of the Six Dynasties, in this misty autumn rain.

At this point, the four capitals of the world have been nominally under Xiao Yu's control, and there are Liaozhou, Youzhou, Jinzhou, Yanzhou, Zhilizhou, Shaanzhou, Xihezhou, Xiliangzhou, Yuzhou, Shuzhou, Qizhou, Huizhou, Huzhou and other places, Xiao Yu has actually mastered most of the world, and there is only half a step left before the real domination of the world, and this half step is only a matter of time.

The sound of horses' hooves on the main road, but there is no figure of His Royal Highness the King of Qi, it is said that he is ill, so the lord Yang Bofu led the troops into the city on his behalf.

In front of the Jiangdu Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, he had already knelt down to the ground.

Yang Bofu, who was sitting on a horse, looked at this metropolitan governor's mansion and was full of emotion.

Back then, he fled from Jiangdu in embarrassment, who would have thought that he would come back one day, and he would lead the army back generously!

There are no regrets in this life.

In a riverside alley separated from the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion a few streets, a man and a woman walked slowly with a cyan umbrella together.

The smoke and rain are like fog, enveloping on the surface of the river, white and vast, moist, cool for three or four minutes, wetting the faces of tourists.

The man is like a Confucian student, wearing a green shirt and a scarf, elegant and gentle. The woman wore a fiery red dress, which added a dazzling bright color to this autumn day dominated by cold colors.

There are many rules in the world, and the imperial court has never explicitly forbidden them, but after they have been passed down from generation to generation, they have become unwritten rules.

As far as taking the dress worn by the woman as an example, the great Confucian Li Yan wrote in the book in his early years: "Men are born to have a room for it, and those who are so roomed are only a few Xi, hiding secret weapons and caring for family treasures, all in a few Luo skirts." Therefore, a woman should wear a skirt, not like a man, and the color of the skirt is very particular, the girl is mainly blue, the old woman with children and grandchildren is mainly yellow, and the red dress can only be worn by both husband and wife, and the widow is not allowed to wear it, and the concubine is not allowed to wear it.

Since the woman in front of her is wearing a red dress, and she is in Jiangnan, a realm where etiquette and religion cannot be crossed by half a step, I think that the man next to her is her husband.

In fact, it is true, the woman is holding the man's arm, and the whole person is almost entirely leaning on the man's body.

The man was in charge of holding an umbrella and covering both of them.

The woman said softly: "How can you give Yang Bofu such a beautiful thing to enter the city?"

The man replied with a smile: "The more you lack something, the more you show something, the more shy people in your pockets have to show off in front of people, and the more people who are not in harmony with their husbands and wives have to put on a loving face in front of people, I used to love this kind of showy thing, but now it's not necessary." ”

The woman rested her head on the man's shoulder and whispered, "I remember the first time we met, and it was such a hazy day in the autumn rain. ”

The man laughed and said, "That's when you saw me secretly, I didn't see half of your shadow, madam, you tell the truth, did you secretly feel affection for your husband the first time? Is your little face red? Is there a deer in your heart or something? Do you just let the personal maid ask which son this is?"

Although it was a woman who already had a child, the woman still couldn't stand such a teasing, her face was slightly red, she gently punched her man, and said with white eyes: "You are so beautiful, do you really think you are a treasure? When you are poor and white, except for me, are other women willing to look at you more?"

The man shook his head and smiled, "It seems that there really isn't." ”

When a man married a wife when he was poor, after he made his career, although he also had entanglements with other women, he always had only one wife, no concubines, no outer houses.

The woman held her head high, clearly pleased with her vision.

The man looked down and chuckled, equally pleased with his eyes.

Many times, women are not afraid to accompany a man who has nothing to endure hardships, what they are afraid of is that men do not seek progress, what they are afraid of is that men are cold, and after they become rich, they will drive their wives out of the house.

In the same way, after a man is rich and rich, like a group of women who pounce on a group of flowers and butterflies, they can never be really put in the heart of a man, and what really makes men respect and unforgettable is the woman who accompanies him from scratch and builds a splendid country together.

In the smoke and rain, a flat boat flowed down the river and came to the young couple not far away.

Lin Yinping took the oil-paper umbrella in Xiao Yu's hand, with an undisguised look of hatred on his face.

There were two women in white on the boat, standing at opposite ends of the boat.

The white-clothed Qin Mumian and the red-clothed Lin Yinping glanced at each other, and then the two turned their heads almost at the same time and stopped looking at each other.

The grievances between the two women are almost engraved into their bones, and I am afraid that there is something possible to reconcile in this life, but Lin Yinping, who is dressed in a bright red dress like a wedding dress, does not see half of the resentment on his face at this time, in addition to disgust, there is also the pride of being a winner.

In this women's battle, after several twists and turns, in the end, Lin Yinping won the victory, as evidenced by Xiao Yu's current standing by her side.

Qin Mumian retracted his gaze and said expressionlessly: "Congratulations, Emperor Xiao, Empress Lin." ”

Lin Yinping laughed.

Xiao Yu said softly: "Seeing you this time can be regarded as a settlement with the past, after the Jiangnan war is over, our husband and wife will return to the Eastern Capital, this Jiangnan, I'm afraid it won't come again." ”

Qin Mumian hummed in a low voice.

Xiao Yu turned his head to look at the other woman again, "Tang Shengyue, the agreement between you and me that day is invalidated, and the same bond talisman has also been dispersed by me, whether you want to return to Shuzhou or stay in Jiangnan in the future, it's up to you." ”

Tang Shengyue asked in a low voice, "Your Highness...... Your Majesty, can I continue to inherit the Dao lineage of the White Lotus Sect?"

After Xiao Yu thought about it for a while, he said casually: "It's better to be sparse than to be secret, it's better to be above board, everything is as you like." ”

Tang Shengyue folded her sleeves with both hands and bent down deeply, "Your Majesty." ”

Xiao Yu waved his hand, and the two women left by boat.

After the boat disappeared into the white rain and mist, Lin Yinping held an umbrella and asked softly: "According to the rules of the past dynasties, the emperor can have four concubines, do you really plan to leave one as the imperial concubine?"

Xiao Yu joked: "You have such a big temperament, I really want to leave one, you must not be angry to death." ”

Lin Yinping punched him again, and said angrily: "Am I so careful?"

Xiao Yu grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and said softly: "I really don't have this mind, when I think of me holding other women over there, and you crying with your son here, I feel bored, don't Emperor Wen and Xiaozong also have only one queen, and I am not too much, just to wronged you in the face of the world's fierce discussions, and continue to carry the reputation of jealous women." ”

Lin Yinping lay in his arms, bit his lip, and said softly: "Don't be wronged." ”