Sadly, the state of Jiuwu, the closure of the Shang Palace and the resumption of customs. Sadly, Kunlun began to merge with the river. Tong Lifu is actually Xi, and the green bamboo is in the hill garden. The husband has been successful for three years, and I have learned from him.

It is said that the child who was renamed Qiu Yin by the middle-aged man followed the middle-aged man to his residence. It is a secluded valley with no known mountain name, there are two thatched huts, and there is a courtyard in front of the house, and there are several self-mined vegetable gardens next to the courtyard.

On this day, the middle-aged man called Qiu Yin to him and said: Qiu Yin, how many years have you been with me?

Qiu Yin said in a still somewhat immature voice: Well, master, the kid doesn't know the age, I only know that the hawthorn on the mountainside has been ripe three times, and every time I have to eat enough to be comfortable, I only ate it again a few days ago. Master, the hawthorn is sweet and sour, and you don't eat it every time you give it to you...

The middle-aged man whispered: It's been three years, and it's time. Then he asked softly: Qiu Yin, since you went up the mountain, you have asked you to call me master, do you know what my name is?

Qiu Yin blushed and muttered: The kid doesn't know, and he doesn't dare to ask you, but occasionally I hear the old man who went up the mountain to chop wood call you Jiang Yuan.

The middle-aged man smiled and said: Yes, my name is Jiang Yuan, I can only tell you that I am from the Qiang country, and I can't tell you anything else yet. As for where the Qiang country is, you will also know later. The hatred is full of black lines....

Disciple, do you still remember the meaning of my name Qiu Yin for you? Jiang Yuan looked at the young man in front of him with a straight face.

The young man also said: The apprentice dare not forget, the master wants to teach me not to forget the hatred of Yin Shang slaughtering my family, and when I grow up, I must take revenge on Yin Shang.

How to get revenge? Jiang Yuan asked calmly.

I don't know, I hope the master will teach me.

Jiang Yuan sat on the bench and rolled up his sleeves and said: Because the teacher can't teach you how to take revenge, in the past three years, you have followed me to learn the written calendar, learn to carry water and cook, and chop wood and grow vegetables. None of this will help you get revenge.

Jiang Yuan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Qiu Yin stubbornly: Master, I want to learn the kind of martial arts that you killed those three merchant soldiers when you rescued me in Funiu Mountain three years ago, Master, I want to learn martial arts from you.

Jiang Yuan looked at this young man with a determined expression, sighed and said, "Okay, I'll teach you martial arts."

Then he went into the house to look for something, and he groped under the bed, and then behind the door, until at last he found in the inconspicuous corner of the room a dusty leather case, which seemed to be made of some kind of animal skin. Jiang Yuan patted the ash on it and opened the box, which was actually filled with a knife. This knife is not as gray as the box outside, only to see a knife two feet and one inch long, the blade is made of dark iron, revealing a simple and solemn cold light, the handle of the knife is engraved with a bull's head, and the huge horn looks extremely majestic.

Jiang Yuan said to Qiu Yin: Come with me, and after speaking, he walked straight out of the house with a knife.

Qiu Yin thought for a while: Could it be that the master wants to teach me the sword technique directly, but I haven't learned anything, can I learn the sword technique directly? He was embarrassed to ask, so he could only follow the master in a huff.

Qiu Yin and the master came to the place where they usually cut wood, only to see the master slash down at a thigh-thick dead wood, and the dead wood fell down in response.

Jiang Yuan ignored Qiu Yin, who opened his mouth wide and was surprised, and came to the small pond where they usually carried water. The water of this small pond is poured down from a waterfall on the cliff face. Jiang Yuan walked to the waterfall and raised his arm to wave the knife, as if only a light knife, a downward inclined mysterious half-arc, like an antelope hanging horns cut through the downflowing waterfall.

Retracting the knife, Jiang Yuan turned to look at Qiu Yin, with no expression, as if it was just an ordinary thing that could not be more ordinary. The latter was dumbfounded, like a lightning strike, and it took a long time to recover.

Jiang Yuan said calmly: In the future, you will continue to chop wood and carry water every day, um... You'll have to cook the food, too. It's just that you can only use this knife to chop wood, and when you carry water, you also have to use this knife to chop the waterfall here for two hours, and when you do what I just showed you, I'll teach you the rest. That's what I teach you. After speaking, he handed it to Qiu Yin and turned to leave.

Qiu Yin took the knife solemnly, like a rare treasure in his hand, and stood cautiously in place, at a loss. A deep voice came from not far away: Apprentice, let's start today...

There are two flowers, one on each branch

You don't see a leaf falling into the golden well, and the autumn colors are full of toad palaces. In the evening, the wind rose like snow, and no one was seen when it flew into the deep wall.

Let's say that this king has a daughter, who was born to the side concubine Ximei. He was named Ziyuyu and had just turned 12 years old. This Ximei was originally a servant girl of the Su tribe, because she was born smart and smart, she has always been Su Daji's personal maid of the same age as her, taking care of Daji's daily life, serving tea and water, etc., of course, Daji's playmate since childhood.

When Daji was brought into the court song by the king, he also took Ximei with him so that he could continue to serve her. Of course, it's out of other people's considerations that they can't get used to, or maybe it's the feelings of companionship from childhood to adulthood.

After this king got Daji, he indulged in the sound of dogs and horses, singing every night, drunk and drunk.

On this day, the king came to Daji's room again, but there was no sign of Daji, only a maidservant kneeling on the ground and trembling, and did not dare to raise her head. Presumably, Daji has something to do, so let's drink and wait for her first. The king sat alone in front of the wine couch and drank wine, and the maid on the side still didn't dare to look up even if she looked at the king, but when she saw that the wine in the king's cup was almost finished, she got up and knelt down after adding wine.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, the king felt a little dizzy, but he didn't see Daji returning, and the more depressed and irritable he became. Impatiently said: What did you mother do, why haven't you come back?

Ximei knelt on the ground and said timidly: The king forgives the sin, and the mother went out when she was young, and I don't know when I will come back.

The king drank another glass, holding the wine glass in his left hand and his head in his right hand, looking sluggish and not knowing what to think. Seeing that the cup was empty again, Ximei got up and prepared to add wine.

The king squinted at Ximei, only to feel that she was born with even flesh and bones, and her eyebrows were delicate, so she rose in vain for a while, dropped the wine glass and turned around and pulled Ximei and pressed it under him.....

Poor Ximei's eyes were full of fear, but he didn't dare to resist, or even let out a shout, only to shed two lines of tears.

A moment later, the king came and returned in disappointment. When he walked to the door, he asked, intentionally or unintentionally, "What's your name?"

Ximei, who was still on the side of the wine couch behind and didn't even dare to put his clothes together, choked up in a low voice: Slave, slave is called Ximei.

You will live in Zixu Palace after that, and you don't need to serve Niangniang anymore. After the king finished speaking, he left without replying, leaving only the happy eyebrows who hid his face and wept at a loss, and the ground was full of mess.

After Ximei moved to Zixu Palace, she was never favored by the king of Xu. Ximei didn't feel lost or anything, and even secretly a little happy, at least Daji Niangniang didn't have any opinions about herself, which was lucky.

After October, Ximei gave birth to a daughter, and the king was also very happy, after all, he only had two sons, and his daughter was the first. He summoned the high priest for divination and asked the gods to give his daughter a name.

After carefully reading the burnt tortoiseshell lines, the high priest respectfully said to the king: This girl was born on the riverside of the Zixu Palace, and it was the gods who signaled that there was a carp out of the water, and my king turned into a dragon.

As soon as the king heard that this was the meaning of the gods, he was even more happy, and immediately ordered Ximei to give birth to and raise Ziyu in the Zixu Palace, and any request could be met for her.

Ximei didn't have any requirements, she just hoped that she and her daughter could be safe. She also likes the name Ziyu, not because it means from the heavens. She just thinks that the fish can swim freely in the water, they are happy and unrestrained. is not like herself, who lives in the palace and the like, and does not see the light of day and is at the mercy of others. .....

Note: During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, one foot was about 17 cm. (To be continued)