Dadu, also known as Yanjing, Youzhou, Zhuojun, Beijing, has been a prosperous place since ancient times, so Kublai Khan made the capital here, and the world is called Yuan Shizu!

At this time, Kyoto was mostly Mongols and few Han Chinese, and as the capital, it was naturally different from other places, singing and dancing, and there was noise everywhere. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, where the light shines, the shadow of all things is darkness! Where is there absolute light? Where is there absolute prosperity?

At this time, in the Kyoto Criminal Department, the most important prison, it was empty and terrifyingly silent, and a person wearing prison clothes looked up and sighed!

"A few days with the wind in the North Sea, back from the Yangtze River. ”

"The minister's heart is a magnetic needle, and he refuses to rest without a guide. ”

After groaning, the man turned around lonely, only to see that his hair was disheveled, his beard was messy, his resolute face was full of vicissitudes, his eyes under the thick eyebrows were bright, and his straight body looked tall and majestic.

This person is Wen Tianxiang, the prime minister of the Southern Song Dynasty!

In the early morning, Kublai Khan ordered his men to come and persuade him to surrender, and even forced his wife and children to surrender, but how could this man who was full of righteousness give in?

Since the defeat and capture of the Yuan army, Wen Tianxiang does not know how many times he has rejected Kublai Khan!

Although, his wife and children are still slaves in the palace!

Although, at this time, the singing and dancing in Lin'an City is leveling, and the paper is drunk and golden!

Although, the people of the Great Song Dynasty may have forgotten the three words "Wen Tianxiang"!

But how could this iron-clad man bend his back? That is the spiritual pillar of a loyal man, and he will hold up a righteous and mighty kingdom!

"From now on, don't go to Jiangnan Road, turn into a cuckoo and return with blood!"

The sound of poetry resounded through the huge prison, and a mighty aura spread far and wide, as if to break through this dark prison and soar into the sky, summoning the numb soul to rise up and fight.

Yang Feng and Jiang Batian traveled for two or three days before arriving in Kyoto.

This place is very lively, I don't know how many times better than other places! Yang Feng was in a good mood, he stopped all the way, and when he saw something strange, he took a few more looks, and he was very happy!

Jiang Batian seemed indifferent and rarely spoke, Yang Feng had become accustomed to the character of the third brother in the past two or three days, and it was not surprising.

The two walked to the first floor of the world, and saw that it was almost full of Mongolian nobles, so they hesitated for a moment and walked in.

"Get out, get out of here!"

As soon as the two stepped into the threshold, the running hall in the restaurant rushed over, with a disgusted expression, and blasted the two out while scolding.

No matter how much effort the person who ran the hall exerted, he couldn't shake Yang Feng and the others in the slightest!

Jiang Batian snorted, his arm was slightly spitting, and he swung forward gently, and the running hall attached to the two of them suddenly crashed into the restaurant, and landed on a table full of Mongolians, and the wine and food flew sideways.

This is the best restaurant in Kyoto, and the restaurant owner has a huge backer!

And the guests who come here are either rich or expensive, forming a relationship circle!

Jiang Batian made such a fuss, and it was like stabbing a hornet's nest.

The Mongols in Kyoto despise the Han people the most, and even treat them as slaves.

Seeing that Yang Feng and the others didn't take the running hall in their eyes, most of them stood up, and the rest of the people also glared at Yang Feng and the others angrily, their eyes full of contempt.

"Lao Tzu has money, why don't you let him in?"

Jiang Batian said in a deep voice to the running hall, and the people present couldn't help but sneer twice, and some people sneered, "No matter how rich you are, you are just a beast in our eyes!"

When Yang Feng and Jiang Batian heard this, they were furious in their hearts, and looked coldly at the Mongolian who spoke.

"You have to say it again!"

Jiang Batian stared at the Mongolian boy in gorgeous clothes, clenched the handle of the knife, and said.

Seeing this, the Mongolian boy shrank his neck, then raised his head and shouted, "What are you staring at me for? Do you dare to do it? My grandfather is a courtier!"

Although he shouted like this, the Mongolian prince didn't dare to curse, and quickly stood aside.

"Don't you two little hairy men want to live?

At this moment, a fat body walked down from the second floor, and while looking at the two of them, he patted his round belly and hid a knife in his smile.

Yang Feng frowned and said in a low voice: "Third brother, we still have to save people, don't make extraneous branches!"

Jiang Batian nodded expressionlessly and replied, "Second brother, let's go!"

The two of them left immediately, and a smug roar of laughter sounded behind them, causing passers-by outside the restaurant to look sideways.

Yang Feng sighed, "Third brother, I finally understand why Guo Daxia held on to Xiangyang City and fought with the Mongolian Tartars to the end!"

Jiang Batian's expression moved, and he said solemnly, "Second brother, I have never admired a few people in my life! Guo Daxia is counted as one, and my master is also counted as one. ”

"Oh, what kind of sect did the third brother inherit?"

"My teacher has always been with me less and more often, I don't even know his name, how can I know his sect?" Jiang Batian sighed.

Yang Feng only thought that Jiang Batian didn't want to mention it, and he didn't ask more at the moment, and the two of them found a small restaurant together, although they ushered in a lot of contemptuous eyes, but there was no quarrel.

"Third brother, I heard that the reputation of the sect in the martial arts is not very good, if you become the leader of this alliance, I'm afraid it will not be so easy!"

"It's okay, it's all a coincidence that I joined the Ming Sect, and I haven't shown up much in the past few years, presumably no one in the rivers and lakes knows that I am the left envoy of the Ming Sect!"

Jiang Batian lifted the wine jar, poured it into the bowl in front of Yang Feng, and then poured it for himself, the two touched it once, raised their heads and drank it.

"It's been a long time since I've drunk so happily! Last time, Master drank with me all night, and when I woke up, his old man was gone!"

Jiang Batian's indifferent face suddenly flashed a gloomy color, and he said in a low voice.

"Third brother, in the future, with me and my eldest brother drinking with you, you will never be lonely again!

Yang Feng patted Jiang Batian's shoulder, said softly and comfortably, and touched a bowl of wine with him, and both of them were drunk.

"Xiao Er, vacate a guest room, and then go in with ten jars of wine!"

Jiang Batian threw out a gold ingot, waved his hand at the shopkeeper and shouted.

In the guest room, Yang Feng and Jiang Batian continued to drink, you and I touched each other, talking from time to time.

"Second brother, I used to wander alone on the rivers and lakes! Except for Master, I don't have anyone I trust anymore!"

"Well, from today onwards, you have the eldest brother and the second brother! We are brothers!"

"Second brother, what is a brother?"

"Brother, I can't tell! I only know that the moment we kowtow, I want to be good to you and my eldest brother wholeheartedly! Brother, I am a brother in this life, and in the next life, I am still a brother!"

Speaking of this, Yang Feng didn't even notice that Jiang Batian had changed his previous indifference, and he didn't notice that his tears had fallen into the wine bowl, and he muttered blankly, "Brother, brother, brother......"

Yang Feng continued, "What is a brother? A brother is not! As long as the brother is in front of the Fire Sea Sword Mountain, then I am willing to let him step on me and walk over! Even if he doesn't regard me as a brother, as long as I admit that he is my brother. Well, I'm his brother!"

"Big brother, don't talk about it, let's drink!"

"Come, brother, second brother will drink with you!"

Yang Feng rubbed his moist eyes and said in a trembling voice.

Jiang Batian was drunk, this was the first time he had been drunk in front of his master, he staggered to his feet, trying not to let his tears fall, looking up to the sky and saying, "In front of my brother is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, I willingly let him step on me and walk over!"

After speaking, he planted backwards, fell down, and snored loudly.

Yang Feng was already a little dazed drunk, but he still picked up the wine bowl and poured it into his mouth, and muttered in a low voice, "It's been ten years, I've been lonely for ten years!

Then, he looked at Jiang Batian who fell to the ground with drunken eyes, and said with a smile, "Third brother, second brother will drink with you every day in the future!"

It doesn't matter if Jiang Batian heard it or not, Yang Feng said to himself, and then fell asleep on the table!

ps: This chapter is half an hour late, for no other reason, because I was emotional!