The cloth was dreamed of by the autumn night, and there were thousands of miles in front of him.

Majestic and majestic, the wind and clouds surging, that is the homeland of Shandong? That young man who is both civil and military and military met Marshal Geng Jing for the first time in Juyi Hall, and he was like a friend at first sight; he made a bloody alliance with many brothers of Lin Chujiang and Zhang Anguo, and he hated the same enemy: "Kill the thief!" Lu Zuo of the horse was fast, and his bow was like a thunderbolt.

The brave and brave young man, on behalf of the Tai'an Righteous Army to accept the Song Dynasty Zhao'an, on the way back was shocked to hear that the traitor caused the disintegration of the Righteous Army, and decided to go retrograde in the stormy waves, and swept to the golden camp like the wind, shouting "Kill the thief......!" The banner of the prime of life embraces ten thousand people, and the brocade suddenly rides across the river at the beginning of the river!

The red-cheeked and blue-eyed young man, not only was he not devastated by the collapse of the righteous army, but he became more and more enthusiastic because of his return to the Southern Song Dynasty, and his mentality was the same as his appearance, strong as a beast.

The court praised the high-spirited young man for "having a good vision, enough to reflect the pride of a lifetime, and a burden on his back, enough to carry the weight of the four countries", and the saint reacted particularly fiercely, so surprised that he held his hand again and again: Aiqing, I also want to recover the lost land and avenge the shame, you came at the right time......! Fortunately, the young genius of Tianzhong, the commander of the Han family, 100,000 soldiers, towered over the floors of the ships, shouting "kill the thief"!

The young Saddle Horse Dust, became famous in one battle, fought again to become a god, and smashed the Yellow Dragon in three battles, and captured the Golden Emperor alive to see the saint. After that, I went to clean my clothes, came to fish Bixi, or returned to my hometown, drank with Chujiang, accompanied Ji Jing to drink tea, and those juniors could also fish and catch shrimps...... The boy who was in the north and south of the Yangtze River in his life, pinched his fingers and counted that he still had half a life, smiled and returned to the original qin, chess, calligraphy and painting in the cottage, and thought leisurely, will I be a writer who has been delayed by the war, but I can return to the original intention of dancing and writing......

I just touched the strings, and suddenly my fingers were like electricity, right!?

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The old monk rang the bell in the middle of the night, the candle shadow in the empty hall was messy, and he tried his best to look back, and at first glance he saw the faint glow of the hair in the bronze mirror, is it fake, or is this a dream?

The spiritual platform flashed, and he was suspicious of the truth - the young man's painstaking strategy was only the coldness and defensiveness of the imperial court, and the Holy Lord used all his talents in rectifying the town-

In fact, although there is a gap, he is also willing to do it, Chuzhou poverty alleviation, Jiangxi bandits, Hunan army, each position is dedicated to their duties, strive for perfection. But so what, there are countless traitors, impeachment is pouring in, the court is far more dangerous than the rivers and lakes, the river is not full of turmoil, and it is difficult for anyone else to walk in the world! He is constantly taking up his post, not being transferred, and not leaving his post, and the agitated mood of "killing thieves" is really patted all over the railing, and no one responds! He is sometimes afraid, and he is finally getting farther and farther away from the front line......

Lead Mountain, Scoop Spring, maybe people are floating in the adversity of loneliness, there will always be endless inspiration, he found that he can also put his original intention in words, or express his anger with writing, and he will make fun of this suffering...... I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this. The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard. The favorite child scoundrel, the creek head lies on the lotus bed...... Hey, you all know that I have love in my words, who knows that my sword is murderous!?

He was unwilling, he always wanted to "kill the thief", waited hard to be activated, and urgently needed to make a contribution, and finally caught up with the Northern Expedition in the twilight of his life, but how did he meet such a group of "comrades-in-arms" with their own ghosts?

Finally, there is a junior and the image of the young man gradually overlapping, and he can help him realize the ideal of saving the people of the north from fire and water, but the master of high merit will be feared by the court...... hated this remnant body, prevented him from going to Maqi Mountain, and gave the junior guidance to fight openly and secretly...... If there is another wave, it is the innocent people who suffer. No, no, I have to get up and stand up for the Great Song Dynasty!

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What kind of love does it take to still abandon all the worries about oneself at the last moment of life, and cry out "kill thieves" and worry about the country and the people......

"You'an!" "Daddy!" wife and son can't be called. In the sound of "killing the thief", the sad Xin Qiji didn't have time to leave other last words, so he died.

"It's a pity!" Xin Qiji passed away at this juncture of expanding the war, and Han Yanxuan's reconquest of lost territory once again became an unrealistic slogan, when he heard the news, Han Yanxuan, who raised his whip and pointed north, also sighed that he had lost his best comrade-in-arms, but he didn't know that Xin Qiji's dying "hate this crippled body and prevent me from killing thieves" was not a strong desire to respond to him, but was precisely sad that he could not go back to Shandong to fight side by side with Lin Qian......

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The autumn wind is bleak, and the sky is blurred.

That night, on the stargazing platform of Maqi Mountain in Ju County, Shandong, Wang Min and Chen Xu were planning for the war, and suddenly their colors changed in unison, and their faces turned pale when they looked at each other: "Which star has fallen in the southeast!" They were afraid that Bi would be old and sick again, and they were afraid that Yang Songxian would be seriously injured and die.

"It's Xin Jiaxuan......" Lin Qian's voice rang in his ears. Recently, there has been a lot of movement in the south, and the border battle reports of the Lin Qian case have been reported frequently, which seem to be tense and intense, but most of them are the transfer of "reinforcements" - but those reinforcements, it is really better not to want them, and it is bad news when they come.

Unexpectedly, this is the most shocking of the many bad news.

"Senior Xin......" "Xin Da Ciren?!" Wang Min and Chen Xu were both shocked, calmed down a little, and regretted more. Xin Qiji is the predecessor of the Shandong Righteous Army like Wang Min, Wu can go to the horse to set the world, and he is also the idol of scholars like Chen Xu, who can write and move the world.

For Lin Qian, it obviously means more, he was his unrelenting enemy in his childhood, but he was also a benefactor, confidant, and fellow believer who later pointed out the way.

"Xin Jiaxuan's Wang Zuozhicai, Guan Zhongxiao He can't compare, but it's a pity that his fate is ill-fated and overkill. Lin Qian, with a reverent tone, gave Xin Qiji such an evaluation; he was silent for a moment, looking at the stars in the distance, he promised in his heart, Senior Xin, you have been empty, but the torch of the Shandong Righteous Army will be passed on in the hands of the younger generations......

"Han Yan is a traitorous minister, the dictatorship is supreme, he uses troops to cripple the people, endangers the society, hurry up and die!"

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At the end of September and the beginning of October, from the time Fang Xinru fell into a trap to the time Han Yanzhou fell into a trap in just a few days, many of the official and military reserves of the two Huai and the two Zhejiang provinces were requisitioned and transferred to the front line. In addition, because most of the higher-level generals are still on the way to take office, or are sick, resigning, or pushing, sixty percent of these so-called royal divisions have already retreated in their hearts while marching north, and their bodies and minds are not in harmony, accounting for sixty percent when they set off, and ninety percent when they push forward to the border......

With such a divine operation, Lin Qian couldn't take it, Shandong Jinjun was destined to be relieved because of this, and Song Meng never imagined that he would be put on such a scene by Lin Mo.

Fortunately, the shift in the center of gravity may not be all bad for Song Meng, and the Red Jacket Village after Yang An's return has just been repaired for a short time, so as to live up to all the old people, including Xin Qiji......

Okay, what's the good thing, I can't hit the enemy repeatedly, and dragging Lao Tzu's hind legs has never been accurate, and it has caused our allies to fall short! The more I think about it, the more angry I become, other people's noses are smoking, and Lin Qian's whole body is rising!