Chapter 227: The Martial Family Has a Female Beginning
The sound of the water roared, the iron boat was about to flow to the edge of the mountain rock with the waterfall, if it rushed to the edge of the edge, this poured out, since it had to fall to pieces, Yue Ziran hurriedly swung out the iron paddle in his left hand, and pulled it hard, and the iron boat went backwards for a few feet when he boarded. He held Huang Rong in his right hand, and with another pull of the iron oar, the boat went up a few feet in retrograde.
Huang Rong saw that he was struggling, and she couldn't help but say profusely: "Put me down, I'm fine in the boat." β
Yue Ziran was engrossed in the wrenching boat, where did he hear her speak, his arms exerted, and he swung the oars to fight against the rapids. The iron boat cocked its head and drummed against the waves.
Although the water here is not as rushing down as a waterfall, it is also extremely rapid, Yue Ziran rowed red-faced and short-breathed, and almost rushed backwards to the water several times, but they were all transported to the palm through internal force at the moment of a thousand moments, pushing the iron boat back, as if going down the water.
After walking for a while, paddling through two rapids, a turn, the scenery in front of you is picturesque, the clear stream is murmuring, the water flow is extremely stable, almost seems to be still. The stream is about a zhang wide, the weeping willows on both sides are blowing the water, and there are countless peach trees planted between the green willows.
At this time, although there were no peach blossoms, the waterside was full of clusters of white flowers, fragrant and fragrant, which couldn't help but make Huang Rong feel relaxed and happy.
At this time, the iron boat slowly moved forward, and there were birds chirping among the green willows, Huang Rong praised: "I didn't expect that there is such a peach source on this high mountain, which is no different from our home in Taihu Lake." After that, I seemed to think of the carefree time with Yue Ziran when I was in Taihu Lake, the bamboo forest. The reeds. And the laughter they sprinkled on the causeway.
Thinking of this, Huang Rong sighed: "If my injury is difficult to heal, then bury yourself in Taihu Lake, which is our home, with the most beautiful scenery I have seen in this life, and the happiest time in my life." β
Yue Ziran was about to say a few words of comfort, when Tie Zhou suddenly got into a cave.
The aroma in the cave is stronger, but the water is turbulent. I only heard a burst of sneering, Yue Ziran was about to ask what kind of sound it was, but when he saw that Dou Liang was in front of him, and the iron boat had already come out of the hole, the two couldn't help but cheer in unison: "Okay!"
It turns out that outside the cave is a huge fountain, up to more than two zhang, running snow splashing jade, a huge water column sprays up from the stone hole, flies into the air, and the sound of sneering is from the fountain. And so the stream ended. This fountain is apparently the source of the stream and waterfall below.
After a while, Yue Ziran looked back. smiled: "What kind of stupid thing to say, with me by your side, you will definitely be fine, otherwise your father will never let me go." Speaking of this, he sighed, seemed to remember the old days, and said: "Taihu Lake is the harvest season when the pond is digging lotus roots, the reeds are dried up, and the cattle are plowing the fields. β
Huang Rong was not convinced, and said: "The fisherman sings late, the wild goose returns to the nest, this kind of scenery is also a kind of beauty, everything is reasonable, the rise and fall of the world, only the ups and downs of the decline and prosperity of the scenery is the most beautiful, not as the scenery in front of you, there is no autumn scenery after autumn, the scenery is always the same, like a dream, but only annoying people after staying for a long time." β
The two of them had now gone ashore, holding hands, sitting side by side on the rocks on the shore to rest, watching the water column reflect a dazzling rainbow in the sun.
As soon as Huang Rong's voice fell, a voice came out, praising him: "Yes, the city is broken, and the heroes are here? The Tang family was defeated by the Sui family, and the world changed like a cloud. Sickness, it's also the difference between heaven and earth! Late, it's also the difference between heaven and earth!"
Then the speaker came out from behind the rainbow, carrying a bundle of pine wood in his left hand and an axe in his right hand, and turned out to be a woodcutter. He stared at Huang Rong in a daze, and said with a smile after a moment: "The girl can understand the truth of the rise and fall of everything, and not be sad about the spring and autumn, which is really impressive." β
After that, the woodcutter ignored Yue Ziran and continued to sing: "The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road." Looking at the western capital, the intention hesitated. Sad, the Qin and Han dynasties, the palace and thousands of rooms have been made of soil. Prosperity, the people are suffering! Death, the people are suffering!"
When she heard the last two sentences, Huang Rong remembered that her father often said: "What emperors and generals are, they are all evil things that harm the people, and if you change the dynasty and change your surname, you will only suffer the people!"
The woodcutter's face was even more happy, and he thrust the axe into his waist, as if he had met a confidant, and asked with a smile: "Okay?
Huang Rong wanted to answer, but suddenly her eyes rolled, she smiled slightly, lowered her head and sang: "The green mountains treat each other, and the white clouds love each other." I can't dream of a purple robe with a golden belt. A thatched fast, wild flowers bloom, who cares who rises or falls, who succeeds or fails? Poverty, anger will not change! Reach, will not change!"
She was injured and lacked energy, and she sang a rather heroic song but it was a little soft, but her voice was as charming as a song, and the aftermath lingered in her heart, which made people feel intoxicated.
He saw Yue Ziran and Huang Rong riding an iron boat and carrying an iron oar up the stream, which must be the oars borrowed by the fisherman at the bottom of the mountain.
I saw a long vine the thickness of an arm on the side of the mountain, going up the peak. Yue Ziran looked up and saw that the upper half of the mountain peak was hidden in the clouds and mist, and he didn't know how high the peak was.
Yue Ziran couldn't understand half of the song sung by the two, but Naxing, the people were suffering, dying, and the people could understand the suffering. Therefore, when he picked up Huang Rong on his back, held the long vine with both hands, and climbed up, he said disdainfully: "It is true that changing the dynasty and changing the surname has caused the people to suffer, but since the beginning of Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, which change of dynasty has not started by the people? Only these people who have a worry-free life will say these words." β
Huang Rong smiled on his back and said, "What's the matter, I feel like he was ridiculing you, the leader of the biggest rebel army of our time?"
Yue Ziran smiled slightly and said, "Don't forget, you are still the fiancΓ©e of this leader, and you still echoed him just now." β
Huang Rong played with Yue Ziran's sideburns, loved him very much in her heart, kissed his neck lightly with her lips, and said softly: "What can't you dream of a purple robe with a golden belt, and what an ugly alley is happy, it's just a poem that my father usually reads." I said it, but I'm happy just to be with you. β
Yue Ziran's heart warmed, he felt the soft flesh of Huang Rong pressing on his back, and said frivolously: "I feel that my little white rabbit is much bigger, after you are busy with these things, you must treat me well." β
Huang Rong bit Yue Ziran's earlobe angrily, and said vaguely: "Color, I'm still thinking about those dirty things now." With that, he rolled his eyes and whispered a few words in his ear.
"Really?" Yue Ziran was suddenly overjoyed, as if he had gained great sweetness, his arms climbed each other, and he climbed even faster, but Huang Rong listened to the singing voice of the woodcutter under the mountain from afar, and sang softly: "Live, you carry me! Die, you carry me!"
With Huang Rong's low singing, the two of them had already penetrated into the clouds, looking at the white expanse, Yue Ziran climbed faster and faster, and suddenly saw the long vine stretching forward, and it turned out to be the peak. Stepping on the flat land, Yue Ziran saw that there was a flat land on the top of the mountain, which was cultivated into more than 20 acres of mountain fields, planted with rice, and threw a hoe on the edge of the field. At this time, a cow was sitting alone in the field drinking water and resting. The man was shirtless and his legs were covered with mud up to his knees, showing that he was just grass.
Huang Rong looked at it, wondering about the identity of this person in her heart, but heard Yue Ziran ask, "You are Wu Santong?"
The farmer was surprised to see the two people suddenly appear in front of him, and when he heard Yue Ziran ask, he was stunned again, nodded and said, "It's down, I don't know who the two are?"
Yue Ziran didn't answer, but asked, "Do you have an adopted daughter called He Yuanjun?"
Wu Santong was even more surprised, he did have an adopted daughter called He Yuanjun. When he and his wife Wu Sanniang got married, they never had children, so they accepted this adopted daughter, but He Yuanjun was still in the boudoir, and there were not many people in contact, but I don't know how Yue Ziran knew. (To be continued!)
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