This song is the same as Li Shutong's "Song of the Motherland", but the rhyme is different. The original words are not very rigorous, and Zhao Chuanxin has changed the words before and after without authorization, and the effect is not bad.

Zhao Chuanxin has always been right about things and not people, it doesn't matter if people are cold or not, the song is a good song. His voice is a little less translucent and a little more heroic, and his singing is full of national dignity and the honor and disgrace of a great country.

It fits well with the background of this era. Li Shutong couldn't help but high-five, and the passengers around him were fascinated.

There is already a lack of entertainment, the train journey is even more boring, some people sing, and they are so impassioned, why don't they applaud?

At the end of the song, there was a wave of applause.

"Okay, one more!" Zhao Chuanxin and Uncle Li pressed their hands the same: "Low-key, everyone should be low-key, and be reserved......" Li Shutong: "......" He thought for a while and said: "This song is not suitable for guitar playing and singing." ”

"It's okay, I'll give you another song "Peasant"!" ——When I met and drank again, I was drunk, and I talked about it in my heart in the wind and rain.

Right and wrong are like smoke, and laughter and tears seep into the old well...... I'm Cao! Li Shutong was dumbfounded: "This is Cantonese?" What songs do you compose? ”

"Ahh If you want to talk about cheekiness, Zhao Chuanxin looks at the five continents and four oceans, and there is no one else: "Yes, I did it, I just came up with it." ”

"......" Ning An was full of adoration. is worthy of Mr. Zhao, Yunwen Yunwu. Miao Cuihua took Zhao Chuanxin's arm and forgot to put it down.

Li Shutong was a little unconvinced...... In the bursts of guitar and singing, the journey is not lonely. Rather than teaching Zhao Chuanxin, it is better to say that Uncle Li is more and more transparent with himself, and when he arrives in Fengtian, he can already play the guitar very slippery.

In Mukden, you need to change trains. Zhao Chuanxin asked Ning An to take the dry rice to the rice mountain, and he took Miao Cuihua to get into the car first.

There are more people who get on the train in Mukden to go to the capital, and the three religions and nine streams are bustling, and the train stations are shoulder to shoulder.

Zhao Chuanxin is tall and tall, protecting Miao Cuihua with one hand, and pulling to both sides with the other: "Eh, eh, do you have the quality, what are you squeezing?" Get out of the way, or you'll look good......" He roughly separated the people.

Uncle Li hid far away, eager to find a fast lane and get in the car quickly. For his introverted temperament, he really can't do such shameless behavior as Zhao Chuanxin.

Miao Cuihua wore a shirt made of thick fabric but fitted with cargo pants and a boatman hat with a hard brim.

She looked at Zhao Chuanxin's arrogant behavior with a smile, but she felt a sense of security. Zhao Chuanxin has always been like this, she is used to it.

Others complained, but Zhao Chuanxin ignored it. In front, there was a young man in his early twenties wearing a silk horse coat and a melon skin hat, and a piece of jasper inlaid in the center of the hat.

He took three retinues with him, one of whom was also leading a horse. Those who can transport horses on the train are generally related households with a bit of energy.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand and pulled: "Do you talk about public morality?" It is really unreasonable to lead a horse at the train station. The young man turned around in amazement, and was pushed aside just by Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin walked in front, and there was Ning An, who was leading the horse, hanging Li Shutong from afar. The young man saw that the other party was also leading the horse, and the horse followed behind Zhao Chuanxin step by step, obviously it was Zhao Chuanxin's, and it was suddenly gone.

Reading, you lead the horse, are you embarrassed to say me? His entourage was angry first, and just wanted to be angry at Zhao Chuanxin, but was stopped by the young man.

The young man shouted at Zhao Chuanxin: "Dare to ask, can this horse be sold?" "Mi Shan is in the crowd, just like Zhao Chuanxin in the crowd at this time, he is too tall and stands out from the crowd.

It's hard not to notice. Zhao Chuanxin turned around and bared his teeth: "Listen to my brother's advice, you can't control my horse." The entourage finally couldn't help it: "Bold, who are you?" Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes: "Get out, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." The attendant tried to speak, but the young man stopped him again.

Zhao Chuanxin turned to Ning An again and said, "Put the horse on the train and come back quickly." ”

"Yes, sir." At first, the young man thought that Ning An was dressed as a man, and said that the two women this person was carrying were so beautiful, one was charming and the other was beautiful.

As a result, as soon as Ning An spoke, his voice was a little thin, but it had male characteristics. The young man was confused, is this a man or a woman?

The train is divided into first class, inferior class, and the lowest class, which is similar to the business and economy class of later generations. The inferior carriage is the closest to the front of the car, because it is steam-powered, and coal is burned.

Therefore, the wind blows with coal dust, and the smell of breaking into the carriage is like sour vinegar, and there are many people, and it is stuffy like being in a coffin.

Fortunately, on this train, the inferior carriages transported goods and horses. And Zhao Chuanxin and others are naturally sitting first-class

"Luxury" carriage, in the last section. And the young man with his retinue, too, is in this verse. After getting into the car, it was a coincidence that the young man sat next to Zhao Chuanxin again.

It can only be said that at this time, even if there are rich people, the high treatment they can enjoy is a limited number of first-class carriages, and there are only a few windows, how many choices can there be?

Ning An set up the horses, and almost the young man's entourage returned to the carriage together. Soon, the train was moving.

The young man didn't seem to give up, and asked Zhao Chuanxin across the aisle: "Your Excellency, is your horse really not for sale?" I am a good horseman, and I will never let it be wronged. "You can see that this man really loves horses.

Zhao Chuanxin craned his neck, hummed a song with his eyes closed, and didn't bother to pay attention to him. The scene was very embarrassing for a while, the young man looked at Zhao Chuanxin, Li Shutong, Ning An and Miao Cuihua looked at the young man, the two groups of people stared at each other, only Zhao Chuanxin was outside.

Miao Cuihua slapped Zhao Chuanxin with her elbow. Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes and said helplessly to the young man: "You just don't listen to persuasion. If you ride that horse, it will take you into the ditch. The young man was not dissatisfied, and said, "I see that although its hooves and hips are thick, and its head and neck are not flexible, its body is extremely light; It should not be hot-blooded, but it has a sensitive temperament. Kanjiri, but extremely fast. This is simply against the rules of Soma, extremely abnormal and unbelievable. "Zhao Chuanxin doesn't know how to shoot horses, he can tell the quality of a horse, that is, he rides it and runs two laps, and he knows everything.

Listening to what this young man said is the Tao, and it is really not nonsense to tell the characteristics of Mishan one by one. It does seem that there are two brushes.

Yoneyama has the characteristics of pulling a horse, and his strength is surprisingly large. For ordinary horses, Zhao Chuanxin can even drag the horse down by pulling the horse's ears, but it can't be replaced by Mishan.

Horses kick people with their hind hooves, and oxen kick sideways. So stand on the horse's head, not the horse's tail. It sounds like nonsense when someone overturns the horse, but in fact, it is not only Zhao Chuanxin who can do this.

In ancient and modern times, there are more people who can do it. Mishan is agile and fast, not at all its own ability, but the elastic boots prepared for it by Zhao Chuanxin on the four hooves.

Speed, effortless, strong bounce. But Yoneyama's character...... Zhao Chuanxin is hehe. Describing it with a sensitive temperament, Zhao Chuanxin felt that it was inappropriate.

To describe it as despicable, it is appropriate. He said seriously: "Have you ever heard of the imagination? My horse is a heavenly horse. You are a mere mortal, how can you control it? So I advise you, die of this heart. The young man's attendant sneered, "If it is a Pegasus, then are you not a mortal in the flesh?" Zhao Chuanxin said happily: "Or you have a vision, I was born when it was extraordinary, it is said that the divine light room is bright, the purple gas falls with nectar, the big star falls to the ground, the fragrance surrounds the beam for three days, there are crows hovering in the sky, and the owl letter comes." As soon as I was born, Wen Po exclaimed - this son is majestic, and his bones are full of bones. The ambition is clear, and people can't fathom it. When I was three years old, I was able to write poetry. At the age of five, he abandoned literature and martial arts, and could bend a bow and shoot arrows. At the age of ten, he was able to carry the tripod. When I was twenty years old, the Eight-Nation Coalition invaded China, and I tore the devil with my hands......"