Haori hangs high, farewell is near, Song Yu appreciates the hard work and talent of the young man, and after getting along in January, he has regarded Luoyang as his junior, seeing that the separation is imminent, Song Yun chattered endlessly, like a mother-in-law.

"Luoyang, uncle can see that you are a hidden dragon, and you will definitely not be an ordinary person in the future, but you have to remember, don't be defenseless, don't be greedy, and take people short!"

"And we are all men, heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass, but we must also pay attention to control, the so-called wine is a poison that pierces the intestines, color is a steel knife that scrapes bones, wealth is a tiger down the mountain, and gas is the root of trouble!"

"But you also have to know that there is no etiquette without wine, there is no colorless road and sparsely populated, it is difficult to walk without wealth, and you are bullied without anger!"

"What's really good or bad in this world, if you can control yourself, you're a good person!"

Luoyang nodded slightly, looked at Song Yun, whose eyes were a little red, and was about to say something when a shout sounded.

"Stop! Where did it come from? What's in the basket?"

Everyone in the convoy looked sideways, and the guards in front of the city gate were swordsmans on the neck of the old man of the Chu people, and the killing machine was surging.

The battle of Qin and Chu, each with its own damage, the two people hated each other, and said that the guard's fellow villagers died in the hands of the Chu people, and it was human nature to make things difficult for the Chu people, and it was inevitable that they could bully an old man, which was really dissatisfied.

"Dog thief!"

Song Yun narrowed his eyes and scolded in a low voice, he is also a Chu person, he has a grudge and a grudge to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, what is it to bully the old man here?

"What are you talking about? Master Jun, there is a Chu person looking for trouble!"

The people of Qin on the side of the convoy shouted, Yang Liu was still his son for the country, and the green mountains buried his bones, and now the two of them can only meet in a dream.

The guards in front of the city gate held their weapons and looked at the leading general, the general squinted, the situation was stronger than the person, and he could only say coldly: "This person is a spy of the Chu State, take it, dare to resist and kill on the spot!"

Song Yun pulled out the steel knife when he heard the sound, and got off the horse to hold the knife: "Luoyang, you go first when you fight, don't worry about a few brothers, in the future, don't forget to buy a few jars of wine for your brother, preferably Yingdu's drunken immortal brew!

Without waiting for Luoyang to reply, he raised his sword and rushed towards the Qin soldiers, he was a Chu man and a good man.

The convoy followed closely behind, and the soldiers came to the city, seeing that they couldn't get out, it was better for everyone to go together, there was a companion on the road, and it was not lonely!

Seeing that the swords and soldiers were connected, Luoyang floated down in the middle of the two parties, looked at the general and said: "Give face, this matter is over!"

The general held the scabbard and looked coldly at the monk boy who was out of the dust and out of the world, and was above the age of dust-proof and hair-bound hair.

Some don't understand why such a big man would mix with inferior people.

"They can go, but you have to stay!"

Every transcendent person is a treasure, and if Luoyang is left in the Qin State, he will be a great achievement!

Luo Yang chuckled lightly, and walked in front of the general, "Let's get two more pots of good wine for Zhang Zhang!"

The general nodded, his eyes signaled to his subordinates to the side, and several subordinates moved chairs and tables, got on their horses and whipped into the city to buy wine.

Luoyang leaned back in the chair and smiled at Song Yun, who gave a thumbs up, he felt that his little brother was not simple, he didn't expect it to be so simple, he was called a brother and a brother with a transcendent person on the top, he could blow this thing for ten years!

After a while, two pots of fine wine were delivered to Luoyang, picked up the fine wine, strolled to Song Yun's side, and bowed: "Two jars of fine wine are here, brother don't blame!"

Song Yun smiled loudly, took the wine, slapped open a jar of wine seals, raised his head to drink, the Milky Way converged, and Song Yun, whose face was slightly red, praised: "Good wine! Good wine!"

Then patted Luoyang on the shoulder, and led the convoy to the city,

"The world is unfortunate, be careful!"

Luoyang shouted, this is a farewell, maybe it is goodbye, people like Song Yun are too ordinary, too much!

Bidding farewell to Song Yun, Luoyang stayed in Wuguan City for a few days, and after seeing a group of city lords, he went to talk to each other.

Su Yun accompanied the sun and the moon, the traveling birds appeared and disappeared from time to time, the ancient city of Xianyang under the sunset came into view, Luoyang stopped and stood still, and disappeared into the sea of knowledge, "What should I do next?"

"Advanced City, not everyone can go to the academy, you have to prove that you have the qualifications to go to the academy first. ”

"First of all, I don't know how to do poetry. ”

"Got it, got it, get out!"

The black-clothed Luoyang waved his hand impatiently, Luoyang was kicked out of his sea of knowledge, and walked towards the city with a leisurely pace.

Chen Yu hooked the corners of his mouth and spoke softly, Luoyang in black squinted his eyes, learned Chen Yu's tone, and opened his mouth to chant.

The son is splendid, carrying the hand to troubadour, marching from the east of the city, ten steps and a poem, a hundred steps, wanton publicity, flying and domineering.

The willows are still around, the green bricks and green tiles, and the children of the nobles in Xianyang City gradually gather around Luoyang, listening to the beauty of poetry, and they can't afford to have a trace of disgust.

The clouds rolled up, and Luoyang came to his senses from the sea of words in the mountains of books, only to find that there were already many noble children gathered around inadvertently.

Chen Yu looked around, didn't wait for what he wanted to see, shook his head and sighed lightly, and guided Luoyang to turn his steps through the mouth of Luoyang in black, all the way to the south, stepping and chanting poetry.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing ......"

Seeing Luoyang turn to the south, the saucer in the secret finally couldn't help it, this kind of talent, the country's warriors are unparalleled, if it is really in Xianyang, no one will keep the heart of the Qin genius in the cold world!

"Sir, stay! Sir, stay!"

Luoyang stopped and turned around, the unknown poem was abrupt, relying on the instructions, turning sideways, shaking his head and sighing at the middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper in brocade, and continued to walk, the poem is still the same.

The golden plaque of Zhumen, the tall horse, the pearl and jade carriage, and the young man in brocade clothes sitting in the car said: "How is it, have you found it?"

The old servant outside the carriage bowed slightly, put his palm into his sleeve and took out a bamboo tube, took out a paper curtain, looked at the handwriting on it and recited: "Luoyang, birth unknown, suspected of being a Chu person, suspected of being extraordinary, suspected of being a ......"

Without waiting for the old servant to finish reading, the brocade-clothed young man got out of the car, snatched the curtain paper with his hand, looked at it fixedly, and scolded angrily: "This is my Daqin's plate? It's just that the information of the people in the neighboring countries is so vague, they are all a bunch of waste! Incompetent! Incompetent!"

Zhu Men opened lightly, and the beautiful woman in front of the door heard the young man's low roar, and her eyebrows tightened slightly, Brother Yingzheng is a gentleman, very moist as jade, so vainly stirring the real fire, it must be troublesome and worried.

Thinking about it, Yiren Lian moved lightly, graceful, bent his waist in a slight step, graceful and graceful, raised his head lightly, revealing the goose neck of Su Xue's condensation, "Luoyang, isn't it the famous man in the city who I spent my days in the sky?"

The angry Ying Zheng smiled when he heard this, suppressed the flame in his heart, and raised a curtain of paper flowers; "Sister, I want to recruit this person for my brother, but I'm afraid it's a fine work!"

The beautiful woman hid her face and smiled when she heard this, and lightly opened her cherry lips in her brother's puzzled gaze, and said softly: "If there is such a famous brother in the Qin State who is willing to let him do the study plate?

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly, slapped his palm on the door of his head, and turned around and ran towards the south gate without thanking him.

Yiren laughed again, and the flowers were discolored, "You guys, if you don't keep up, that's the prince of my Qin State!"

The old servant got up and drove after the young man jumping in front of him.

The girl folded her hands together, praying in her heart for the blessing of the queen mother, Brother Ying Zheng can be assisted by Luoyang, and it must be the luck of the Qin State and the luck of the people to get this countryman, she secretly feels that with the help of Luoyang, the war between the six countries will soon end, and the world that her mother is looking forward to all day long, and the day when there will be no soldiers is just around the corner!

At that time, Luoyang had already reached the south gate, the city gate was closed, the old man in brocade clothes and white temples led three thousand elite soldiers to kneel in front of the door, saw Luoyang, and shouted loudly: "Please Mr. stay! Please Mr. stay!

The momentum is soaring, and the beam is endless.

Luoyang stopped, reached out to help the old man, and said with a smile: "Luoyang is a generation of wild songs, flies and dogs, wild cranes, looking at the countryside, sending love to the landscape, and asking the old man to raise his noble hand!"

The old man looked up at the empty streets behind Luoyang, and a trace of compassion rose in his heart, fighting for the country and the family, the traitorous villain has seen it, and the pillars of the country have seen it, but it is the first time to see such a person in Luoyang, there is no one before, there is no one in the past, there is no one in the same style, and he is heroic.

The Seven Kingdoms are divided, and backwardness means destruction!

"Hey!

The old man let out a long sigh, raised his arm, and three thousand elite soldiers dispersed, the city gate opened, and the elite soldiers separated.

Luoyang bowed to the old man, could afford to put it down, was a person worthy of admiration, and sang step by step: "Through the ages, heroes are nowhere to be found...... Who asks: The general is old, can he still eat?"

The old man burst into tears, his clothes were wet, he didn't understand most of the words, but it was not difficult to understand the charm, full of patriotic enthusiasm and dedication to the country, but he was useless.

The veteran whimpered, bowed down, and said sadly: "Mr. Xie's gift!"

Chengwai Luoyang waved his hand gently, walked with steps, brushed his clothes away, left a city of Haoran, and gave a city of poetry!

When Luoyang completely disappeared from sight, the black-clothed veteran tearfully collected his troops and prepared to enter the palace.

"Uncle, uncle, have you ever seen sir?"

Ying Zheng shouted and swept from a distance, his body was like an arrow, and he threw the carriage far away, the prince's mansion was close to the palace, and it was most of the distance from the south city gate, hurry up and hurry, or one step behind!

The veteran stroked his beard and chuckled, pointing out of the city, and Ying Zheng swept out of the city gate and chased in the direction Luoyang left.

"Stop!" the veteran raised his hand to stop the carriage, and the group guarded the city gate like this, until the beginning of tomorrow, at the curfew time, Ying Zheng did not come back, and the old slave who drove was a little anxious to go out of the city to explore, the body of a daughter, it was related to the fortune of the country, and it was not allowed to be sloppy!

The veteran raised his hand, stopped the old servant, and said loudly: "Stop! Mr. will not let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have an accident, don't worry!"

The old servant's expression changed, and finally stood back in place, the general Wang Luo, seventy years of military expeditions, received the emperor's favor, he will not harm the prince, no one loves this land more than him, and loves this country more.

Ying Zheng followed the traces deliberately left by Luoyang and traveled all the way, until the moon caught up with Luoyang, who was grilling fish by the river, tidied up his clothes, and strode forward.