Jing Zhongyue said: "I think of a poem that poet I have seen called Yan Yingyuan, his desperate poem I think is very good, called Eighty Days with Hair Allegiance, Table Taizu Seventeenth Dynasty figures." On the 15th, he died with one heart and left three hundred miles of rivers and mountains in the Ming Dynasty. ”

There is also a poem called Beiyunjian is a young hero, who has been detained for three years, and today he is the southern crown. Infinite mountains and rivers tears, who says that the world is wide? It is known that the spring road is near, and it is difficult to say goodbye to his hometown. On the day of the return of perseverance, the spirit flag looks in the sky. Bai Yingxue couldn't help but cry after listening to it.

Wu Changkong's short hair was trembling, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Jing Zhongyue said: "Can that regent die?" ”

Zheng Lianhui said: "You want to kill him!" ”

This is the shaving order issued by this guy, don't kill the culprit and kill anyone.

He's dead. Zheng Lianhui said these three words.

On the ninth day of the first month of the twentieth month, he participated in the city of Kara, which is also in the north of our river, and I heard that he fell from his horse and died during a hunt.

That is, the fourth year of Yongli. Shunzhi seven years, right! Takecho Empty Road.

Jing Zhongyue took a sip of water: "Now there are only a few people in this tea shed, as long as you and I are a few people, presumably those people will be frightened and run away when they see the two men not shaving their hair and clothes, and they may also go to report to the government quietly." When the time comes, you'll be wrapped into dumplings. ”

Wu Changkong stroked the scabbard slightly, and Zheng Lianhui looked at Bai Yingxue, who happened to be sitting opposite her, and the two of them understood.

Jing Zhongyue took a look, and sure enough, there were some Qing soldiers not far away, thinking of the eyes of the tea doctor when he just came into the tea shed, he had already taken precautions, and the people present were all martial arts practitioners, and they had already seen it.

The first one said: "If you don't shave your hair and make it easy to wear, and you still wear the clothes of the previous dynasty, you will sin to death." ”

Jing Zhongyue looked at him: "Little ghost, you should be careful when you speak, I eat more food than you eat." ”

Where will the person at the head let him speak, and when he has already pulled it out and slashed at Jing Zhongyue, Jing Zhongyue still sat and didn't see how he palmed, the person was already lying on the ground, and the warm hat had already fallen to the ground. What fell out was the money rat tail.

The twin swords in Zheng Lianhui's hands came out of their sheaths like a ghostly shadow, and the braids were already in her hands.

This person was already so frightened that he couldn't give up, and then he looked at Dr. Cha and his pants were soaked. Looking at Zheng Lianhui's knife and sword unsheathed together, only Dr. Tea was left in the shadow of the sword.

Jing Zhongyue smiled slightly: "It's really worthy of a black-shirted heroine, and the sword is really out of the sheath!" ”

Zheng Lianhui said: "I don't think you are talented and knowledgeable now, and you are really a person who can't be seen!" ”

Jing Zhongyue looked at her: "Why has the short sword in your hand been useless!" ”

Zheng Lianhui said: "The cadre Mo Ye is short of one piece, I re-fused to create a sword, and now I am invincible with a sword!" ”

Bai Yingxue beckoned the half-frightened Dr. Tea to come up: "It's the official you reported, do you want money?" ”

Dr. Tea trembled: "A few heroes and heroines." ”

Jing Zhongyue said: "I hate people calling me a hero, it's like scolding someone, in other words, isn't it a prawn?" Isn't it to describe us as shallow? ”

"Don't dare, I can't imagine that a few people are still masters of the former Ming, it's me who has no eyes, and I slap myself."

"Okay, you don't want to be playing, I wonder if you're going to do the same when the Tartars come!" It was Wu Changkong who spoke.

This hero, this tea doctor saw that this was more thick, so he made a sloppy appearance, trying to beg him not to let these friends kill him.

Wu Changkong said: "You don't have to be like this, now I come to ask you in this northwest land, is the begonia still open?" ”

Dr. Cha rolled his eyes, "Are you asking about begonia flowers, or someone!" ”

Wu Changkong snorted and felt a little funny: "I won't go around in circles with you anymore, Dong Boyan of the Begonia Changling is still alive." ”

"This old head has passed away during the Chongzhen period, and now his disciple is in charge of Yuan Qingzhen, and this person has his back to the big tree to enjoy the shade!"

Wu Changkong's mind turned, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, just as he lowered his head, a cold light flashed, and Jing Zhongyue just wanted to remind but it was too late.