(It's back, it's updated; the words of apology are indescribable, it's almost to the point of "apologizing with death", I don't say anything, write more and update more, and pick up character from scratch.) ）

Song Zhiyuan is a famous Confucian, born in Jinshi, only served as an idle official for a few years before resigning and returning to Nanyang, becoming the dean of the college, concentrating on education and governance. He and Zhou Fencao are close friends, but their personalities and ambitions are quite different. Song Zhiyuan's interest in learning is far greater than being an official, and Zhou Fencao always has an ambition to govern the country and the world in his heart.

As for Song Zhiyuan, he doesn't have the ambition of an official eunuch, he would rather send his affection to the mountains and rivers, walk between the mountains and forests, be accompanied by three or five friends, drink wine, chant poetry, and be happy.

Therefore, there is a comment on Song Zhiyuan in the literary world, saying: Confucianism and elegance, a generation of clear streams!

However, now in the hall, Song Zhiyuan, who has always been polite and gentlemanly, has his eyes wide open, his beard seems to be curled up with anger, a pair of fists are clenched tightly, and his chest rises and falls slightly due to strong emotional fluctuations: "General Yuan, Song only wants to bury his head in the book, and he holds the ring ruler in his hand, but he is not allowed?"

General Na Yuan sat on a chair, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand, and sipped it slowly. His figure is Angzang, and his face is somewhat similar to Yuan Wenchang, and he is Yuan Huacheng, the general who is now sitting in Nanyang Mansion.

Yuan Wenchang's subordinates are like clouds, but when it comes to confidant helpers, Yuan Huacheng is one of the most powerful descendants, so he will be assigned to Nanyang Mansion.

Yuan Huacheng is by no means an ordinary military general, he has a strategic mind, and he can be described as both civil and military. He smiled: "Dean Song, don't misunderstand, General Ben is here this time." There is no intention of forcing Dean Song to come out, just for the marriage of the dog and the noble daughter. ”

Song Zhiyuan replied expressionlessly: "General Yuan." Last time, Song had already replied clearly that the little girl had a vulgar appearance, and her family was low, so she didn't dare to climb high. ”

At this time, a black-faced deputy general standing behind Yuan Huacheng suddenly shouted: "Song Zhiyuan, you don't toast, don't drink, don't know how to lift." The general personally came to the door to propose marriage, how can you refuse? Do you have to let me wait for the sergeant to break down the door and tie your daughter to the sedan chair?"

"You dare!"

Song Zhiyuan was furious and took the case.

Although he is a reader. is accustomed to the wind and snow, but there are also scholars.

Yuan Huacheng said with a smile: "Dean Song, the words of General Ben's subordinates are rude, please don't be surprised." But I've already brought a dowry, so you can take it. ”

After that, as soon as he clapped his hands, there was a stream of sergeants outside who were constantly carrying things in, boxes and burdens. There were gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin, and soon the hall was filled.

Yuan Huacheng said again: "The dowry has been received, and the dog will officially come to marry three days later." So be it. General Ben was busy with affairs and took his leave. ”

Get up and walk out, near the gate. Suddenly, he looked back: "Dean Song, General Ben heard that you have recently dismissed your slaves. Pack up the soft and go to the capital. I have a word of advice. I can't go to the capital, I can't go to Nanyang, otherwise, don't blame me for not thinking about my family. ”

Go off in a huff.

Song Zhiyuan was so angry that he trembled: "Forced marriage, is there still a royal law?"

He has a meritorious reputation, and he was born in a scholarly family, he has lived a worry-free life since he was a child, smooth sailing, successful in his studies, prosperous in fame, and loved everywhere he goes, how could he have been bullied like this?

Thinking about it, I was at a loss, and there was nothing I could do. All kinds of relationships and all kinds of favors on weekdays, at this moment, the slightest bit is useless, and it really responds to the old saying: Xiucai meets soldiers, and it is unreasonable to explain......

I wanted to leave Nanyang Mansion and go to the capital. The capital is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, even if the Yuan family is powerful, they don't dare to do anything wrong, but they didn't expect this matter to leak the news, and Yuan Huacheng knew about it, and sent a sergeant to guard it, so where can I get out?

Thinking about it, a trace of despair appeared in my heart, and I sighed sadly: "The country will not be a country, and the family will not be a home, so what can I do?"

"Dad, I'd rather die than marry Yuan Junde!"

Song Kechan ran out, looking panicked, and fell on Song Zhiyuan's knees. Later, Song Zhiyuan's wife also walked out, looking sad.

Song Zhiyuan's parents are long gone, he only has one daughter, who is regarded as a pearl in the palm of his hand, and now the family of three is gathered in the hall, and they can't help but tear up.

Song Kechan said suddenly: "Dad, don't you let someone send a letter to Jing County." ”

Song Zhiyuan sighed: "What's the use of that?"

"Isn't Uncle Zhou working in Jing County?"

"Hey, Uncle Zhou is just a county staff, and he has no soldiers and no generals, how can he save us from it?"

Song Kechan didn't give up: "Chen County of Jing County is young and promising, and he is the hand-picked champion, maybe he will have a way?"

Chen Sanlang was born in Nanyang Academy, and he was Song Zhiyuan's protégé, and they were quite familiar with each other, so Song Zhiyuan didn't want to go to Jing County for help. However, even if he no longer asks about political affairs, he knows the contradiction between Chen Sanlang and Yuan Wenchang. And the emperor's so-called hand-picked arrangement for Chen Sanlang to return to Yangzhou is by no means very kind. Exorcism cannon fodder, the emperor's mental skills, it is evident. If his family goes to Jing County, he is afraid that Yuan Huacheng will immediately raise troops to attack the past, and kill Chen Sanlang and others in one fell swoop under the pretext of doing so.

You must know that when Zhou Fencao moved his family to Jing County, Yuan Wenchang was quite annoyed. It's just that due to the overall situation, there is no rush to make trouble.

"The arm can't twist the thigh, cicada, useless ......"

Hearing her father's desperate words, Song Kechan's face turned pale all of a sudden.

Yuan Huacheng had five sons, among which this Yuan army was the youngest and the most favored, so he was very gentlemanly, unlearned, obese, obese as a pig, and extremely lustful, and is said to have some special habits. After he came to Nanyang with his father, he took a group of entourages to wander around the market on weekdays, but whenever he met some beautiful women, he coerced and seduced, resorted to all kinds of dirty methods, and never gave up until he spoiled the other party.

In the past few days, there have been more than 20 women who committed suicide because they were ruined by the Yuan army.

When it comes to the Yuan army, the people of Nanyang all change color, and they give him a nickname behind their backs, which is called: The Pig of the Yuan Family.

With such a man, how can Song Kechan be willing to marry him?

Inexplicably, Chen Sanlang's face appeared in her heart, adding to her sorrow.

Mrs. Song wiped away her tears and said in a low voice: "Xianggong, can we just sit and wait for death?"

Song Zhiyuan smiled bitterly: "Now that there is the Huwei Army guarding outside, it is a problem to even enter." Even if you want to send a message, it's difficult. ”

Just as the three of them were speechless, they suddenly heard a cough from behind.

Song Zhiyuan felt very familiar when he heard it, and asked in surprise, "Who is there?"

Because he planned to leave Nanyang, Song Zhiyuan secretly dismissed the slaves in the family. The Song family's style is simple, and there are not many people to serve, and now there are only two henchmen left.

The coughing sound was clearly a male voice.

"Hehe, Brother Song, when the old man came to visit, he asked for his name, why did he come to Si?"

Song Zhiyuan was dumbfounded, and saw two people walking in, the speaker, although the long beard was no longer there, it was clearly Zhou Fencao, an old friend who had been friends for decades. (To be continued.) )