Time flies, in the yang world, Yang Chunlong, the son of the Yang family, looks sixteen or seventeen years old, looking quiet and handsome as a scholar. His mother Zhang's concubine asked him to marry a daughter-in-law named Xia Juhua in Layue. In the second year, I went to the school to study, and began a period of time, every day at noon, I went home for lunch and hurried away.

His wife took pity on him and told him not to hurry, so he cooked a meal early at noon every day, put it in a large porcelain bowl, covered it with a slightly smaller porcelain bowl, tied the two bowls up and down with a towel, and carried them to the school. It was still calm for more than ten days in a row, but the next day it was a stumbling one. Chrysanthemum was only two miles out of the village, walking on a road covered with black locust trees next to her, when suddenly, a man with a melon skin hat rode towards her on a white horse.

The man approached the chrysanthemum, tightened the reins of the horse, and stared directly at her white face, little lady, where are you going? Then he jumped off the horse, Chrysanthemum ignored him, a little flustered, pretended not to hear, and changed his hand to carry the towel with "lunch".

Little lady, where are you going? The melon hat asked after her again.

Xia Juhua glanced at him quickly, and walked again. "Hehe" The melon skin hat thief let out a grim smile with his eyes, reached out and pulled her sleeve shirt, and said Little lady, come with me! Xia Juhua waved her hand vigorously: I am a married woman, do I have to take a break? The melon skin hat did not pull her sleeve shirt, went around to the front of the road, stretched out his hands to stop her and shouted, the little lady is very beautiful, come with me, I have endless glory and wealth there.

I don't care about you. Xia Juhua replied indignantly and took a step back. Suddenly, the white horse behind him hissed and bent his front legs to leap. I saw a red horse running out of the pine forest over there, and a strong man over half a hundred years old wearing a robe sat on horseback.

Mr. Wang. She recognized the horseman from afar as the gentleman who taught her husband, Prince Jing, and called out. The melon skin hat stepped aside and did not dare to stop again, but said that you remember, pointed at her, turned and mounted his horse, and with a whip he went into the forest behind the black locust tree.

Oh, you're delivering food again. Wang Zimin looked at her and said, smiling and pulling the reins, making the red horse slow down.

Where is Mr. Wang going? Xia Juhua asked.

Go to the county government to inquire, and see if the official document for the examination in the capital has been issued? Wang Zimin saw that her face was panicked, and continued, who was riding the white horse just now?

I don't know, if it weren't for my husband, I wouldn't know how to get out. Xia Juhua told him about the situation of being blocked one by one. Wang Zimin looked in the direction where the white horse was going and shouted, Dog mongrel, don't escape if you have the guts. That direction didn't react for a long time, he said to Chrysanthemum, come up. Make a gesture to pull her on the horse and say to take you to the school.

Sir, don't miss the journey.

Then you're almost over the mountains.

Chrysanthemum walked up the ridge quickly, and saw that the surrounding trees were blown by the mountain wind and made a mysterious and terrifying strange cry. Wang Zimin, who was riding a horse at the bottom of the ridge, looked at her from afar. She walked to the other side of the ridge with confidence, and suddenly heard a "hehe" sneer, only to see the melon skin hat riding a white horse blocking the way. She retreated to the top of the ridge and shouted Mr. Wang—

Wang Zimin under the ridge saw that she had no shadow, and was turning the horse's head to hurry, vaguely heard the cry, and turned the horse's head again, and followed the cry with his hand on the pergola, and the shadow of Xia Chrysanthemum flashed on the ridge, guessing that the governor was ominous, and quickly waved the whip. The horse leaped, like a fiery lightning bolt in the clouds.

Xia Juhua turned her head again, and the melon skin hat was gone. Wang Zimin jumped up the hill and scanned the woods in front of him. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the "horn-" behind him, and he turned away from his body smartly, only to see that the melon skin hat quickly chased him with a whip.

Although Wang Zimin was born in a scholarly family, he has always practiced martial arts, and he has some kung fu skills. At this moment, his eyes widened angrily, and he grabbed the tip of the whip that came from the slam and shouted, Who are you?

I...... The melon skin hat was swallowed and vomited, and the whip could not be taken back again, and the hand was firmly glued by it, and it could not be freed.

This was Wang Zimin's method of "fishing with a rod". He raised the whip in his hand, the white horse was frightened, his buttocks twisted, and before the two front legs were turned, the claw and leather hat fell off the horse's back, but his hand holding the whip still could not be freed, as if he was a hook-swallowing fish hanging from Wang Zimin's "fishing rod". The melon skin hat screamed in his mouth, Mr. spare his life, spare his life!

Who are you? Wang Zimin forced him to ask majestically.

I am Liu Pinhua, the young master of Liu Dakun's family, and I have something to do in the city today, and I met this lady on the way. After speaking, his head tilted towards the chrysanthemum, and a black mole the size of a bean with three thick hairs under the root of his left ear appeared.

Hum! Wang Zimin loosened the spell, and Liu Pinhua suddenly unhooked like a fish, and felt comfortable. Wang Zimin angrily broke the whip he had snatched into two pieces, and shouted, If you don't die, and you are caught by the old man again, you will be separated from the end of the family as such.

The boy is willing to change his ways. Liu Pinhua said with her head down tremblingly.

Get lost. Wang Zimin threw the broken whip at the horse's belly. Liu Pinhua's face was as pale as dirt, and she hurriedly stepped on the back of the horse and slipped away far away.

Xia Juhua said on the side, sir, thank you for your help. and bowed before the horse.

Excuse me. The prince arched his hands and said you can go with confidence! Xia Juhua turned around and walked down the ridge.

A few days later, Yang Chunlong carried back his luggage and prepared to go to the capital to take the exam. Because of the separation of thousands of mountains and the obstacle of thousands of rivers, it is necessary to set off in the first two months. In the early morning of that day, Chrysanthemum sent him to the Ten Mile Long Pavilion, and told him with tears, officials, don't remember not to walk at night, and will return sooner after trying, so don't make the lady look forward to it at home.

Yang Chunlong held her hand reluctantly, looked up and down, and then kept his eyes on her cheek, saying that this time he left, at most half a year, at least three or four months. I also hope that my mother and mother will make a living at home, and they don't have to worry about me. The couple looked at each other silently and said goodbye with tears.

From Shaxian to Jiangling, the hills and ravines are vertical and horizontal, and the rivers and lakes are forked. It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the willows were whipped green, the drizzle was wet and fragrant, the Qianjia village was sunny and rainy, and the Rulin Road was full of dangers.

Yang Chunlong came out of an inn that day, carried a package and traveled until dark, looking at a high mountain in front of him and a house on the mountainside. If you want to take a break, take a trip to the rocky path, close to the mountainside, a group of crows fly up from the side of the road, noisy, like twilight clouds falling on the miserable mountain stream. The roof is known to be a temple, and the bluestone arched temple door has a line of yellow lacquer characters: Qingfeng Mountain Dragon King Temple.

He went to the side of the wall to listen carefully and there was no sound in the room, and when he entered the door, there was no light in the gloomy light. This ruined temple may be inhabited by no monks and no way. Yang Chunlong was thinking to himself, walking from one wall to another, and kicked a bone with his toes. Smelling the smell of bacon, it is concluded that someone has simmered meat here today.

In the past, there was a low tiled house, with a pool and a dining table, and the seven-star stove was radiating heat, and no one was seen when the back door was opened. Just as he was suspicious and thirsty, he took out the pancake he had bought at the inn from the package, and then picked up the scoop from the pool and chewed the pancake while drinking water.

I said in my heart: No matter if there are people or no one comes, after eating, I will find a warmer room to rest, and hurry away tomorrow morning. Suddenly, there seemed to be someone talking outside, and one of them said inside, Brother Tiger, I haven't been able to get any money in the past few days, let's go to Hujiazhuang tonight to steal it, okay?