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He followed the man into an alley, and suddenly felt that his body began to shake and tilt, adjusted his breath, and looked around, somehow, he was already in a small boat, just standing firm, and suddenly there was a loud noise, the boat cracked and destroyed, and then he must be a god, as if he was under water, a bright blue in front of him, and the smoke gradually dispersed, clearly revealing "reincarnation, reincarnation" Six characters, the stone door of the pavilion, this is tightly locked, the Taoist walked up the steps and knocked lightly three times, the stone door slowly opened to both sides, the Taoist walked in with a smile, Wen Xuan followed, the stone door closed first was pitch black, suddenly there was a trace of spark flashing, the lights were bright in an instant, there seemed to be the sound of silk and bamboo in his ears, he followed the Taoist step by step, somehow a little afraid in his heart, the Dao said: "Ye Shaoxia can be called the old man of light oblivion." Where is the fastest update of the novel?Please look for the biquge.info of Aishang Novel Network" Wen Xuan was stunned, obviously he had never heard of this name, and he bowed his hand: "Please also ask the master for advice!"

With a wave of the Taoist's hand, a stone wall near them suddenly began to shine, and then it was golden, Ye Wenxuan stepped forward and whispered:

【Southern Song Dynasty Fengyan Road】

It is a pity that the Southern Song Dynasty wind and smoke road, only now there is only flying and dancing. The snow melts and the water washes away, the rain stops, and the hero finally returns to dust.

Relying on the railing alone, the day is twilight, and the learning of martial arts is empty and ambitious. Thousands of miles of ancient territory, Shamo dance, where will Ming Junshan go?

After reading it, he smiled and said: "It turns out that the old man also thinks that the anti-gold can't succeed because there is no one in the court?" Wen Xuan was stunned for a moment, a little angry: "What does the old man mean by this?!"

The old man sighed: "Then I will analyze, you have a few paths to go, first, to participate in politics in the DPRK, but unfortunately the main battle lord and the two factions in the DPRK will inevitably form their own parties and run their own private interests, are you willing to sink into it? Second, do not participate in politics, be a general, this is not impossible for you, but when you regain the lost territory, the situation is dominant, the people are wanting, even the emperor is jealous, you will get the same fate as General Yue Feiyue, and the court will still lose the lost land again!" Third, to join the rebel army, the rebel army is the grass on the wall, sometimes resisting Jin, sometimes opposing the imperial court, Marshal Yue killed the enemy on the front line, and also transferred a part of the army to suppress the Dongting Lake uprising, can you say that it is a mistake to oppose the imperial court? At present, the righteous army that does not have the nature of anti-imperial court only has the Short Knife Valley, but it is a pity that it is alone...... There is no hope ...... fight against gold"

Wen Xuan said: "I don't dare to agree, although the Dongting Lake Uprising back then, although it had the nature of anti-imperial court, at least it reflected some public grievances, although the people had internal troubles, but the Jin people have always been the biggest enemy, how many southerners and their families who are still in the fallen area of the Jin Kingdom are on the other side, we can't sit idly by, right?"

The old man did not refute, with a wave of his hand, he changed a poem on the wall:

【Hurt the Past and the Present】

Cangdai is picturesque, white water is like fog, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are in sight

Looking at the wind tightly, I want to cross to the south

Innocent people are busy and scattered

War, the people suffer

And, the people suffered

Righteous men come out one after another, smoke is everywhere, and a thousand cities can be recovered

Listen to the cloud rush and look at the present

The spirit of justice is no longer as good, the people in the north are willing to be slaves to the country, and the people in the south live in peace and half of the land

Singing is played day and day in the middle of the court, and the folk music and drums are played every night

Who cares about the anti-gold incident? Why are you content with what is in front of you?!

In the past, it was just that the court was numb

Today, it's not just meat eaters who are confused!

The old man whispered, "This situation will only get worse and worse...... There are fewer and fewer people with lofty ideals, and now there are only 30 people in the world who can support the rivers and lakes. ”

Wen Xuan was stunned: "How could the seniors know?" The old man smiled and said: "Whether you believe it or not, people's fate is ruined once, and happiness is just a scar." I wrote poems to fifteen of the thirty people, and the poems foresaw their lives, and the poem "Hurting the Past and the Present" was exactly one. ”

Ye Wenxuan wanted to reminisce, and the old man changed another song:

【Water Tune Song Head】

After the rain, the sky is clear, the rainbow is left behind, the sky is clear, and the wind is sad. The sand danced wildly in front of the formation, and the knife broke and the gun protruded. In the past, the young man was young, and he traveled north and south.

Walk through the desert, the heavier the mountains, float the boat, read the stars in the sky, and have no choice but to lose your way. Daoping knows the road better, and the wave is smooth and the way is flowing. You can't retreat, sacrifice yourself to go to the country, riot and riot.

Wen Xuan exclaimed: "You foresaw Lin Qian's life?"

The old man smiled and said, "It's worthy of Ye Wenxuan, it seems that I can't show you too much." ”

Let's talk about another song:

【Cinnamon sticks】

The wind is rumbling, it is an eventful autumn, and the trees are falling,

Thousands of miles of rivers are rushing, and the lakes and seas are roaring

In the evening breeze with swords and wine,

Drunk and unreturned, his life is shaky

When I had a good dream, I gave up my literature and practiced martial arts, and threw myself into the rivers and lakes

Thinking about it now, the lost land has not been recovered

Sigh every year of hope, every year of disappointment

The rise and fall of the ages is the responsibility of the husband, and the truce asks for war and!

It is a shame to make peace without a fight, but the tributes and curiosities are endless

There are many soldiers and generals, and I am always suspicious, why bend my knees?!

After reading it, Ye Wenxuan praised: "Your Excellency is really wonderful, and you have understood your life's encounters. ”

The old man smiled: "You are well-known in the rivers and lakes because of your break with your family, your father and your brother are the main peace, and now, there is a reason for peace." ”

The old man took Ye Wenxuan to the circuit, the circuit was still foggy and confused, Ye Wenxuan pondered about himself in the words, and the old man smiled and said: "Ye Shaoxia, I hope you don't spread the story of meeting me tonight to the world, otherwise there will be disasters in my reincarnation." Wen Xuan nodded, and the old man said: "This river and lake is very dirty, I hope you stay sober, if you are high and low, you don't have to pay attention to the world." ”

Before the words were finished, Wen Xuan was bumpy, and returned to the small boat, and in the blink of an eye, it was the beginning of the street, the moon and stars were scarce, he was looking at the sword style he drew on the ground in a daze, at this time there was a change in the distance, Ye Wenxuan clearly remembered that when the old man appeared, he was just knocked on this watch, and he was shocked and frightened in his heart: Did he let time stand still, then what is he not an immortal?

It's summer, but it's cold.

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