He seems to be silent with his sword in his arms, but his mind seems to have been pinned on the skylight to feel the different worlds of the same dynasty.
At that time, an opportunity sent by a friend who had never made deep friends had already made him foresee a bright future that he had never imagined.
The wind is clear and clear, and it’s just the first one.
The cliff party lasted until late at night.
The peaks of Huashan Mountain are still brightly lit, and you can vaguely hear the noise of those Jianghu tycoons who are no longer self-disciplined after drinking heavily.
It’s clear and sunny, sitting there watching the moonlight, watching the wine glasses, and watching these guests test each other and have a long talk. I don’t think I should … There’s still one person who hasn’t come.
"Hahahaha, I’ll punish myself for being late."
Hearing this sound, the Lord elder showed an expression that should have been expected but still exceeded expectations.
More than 60 years ago, my friend’s face, which had been blurred in my memory, reappeared in front of my eyes.
He seems to have changed since then.
The wind is clear and clear, and Fang Yunhan has drunk a glass of wine and handed him a token.
"It’s not too late for Brother Feng to receive this gift, is it?"
Feng Qingyang took the token, felt warm all over, hung down his chest, and his long white hair quietly turned black, and everything became fresher and clearer in his eyes.
On the front of the token is an abstract pattern that is similar to a mysterious character and looks like a turtle shell.
Write clearly on the opposite side-those who hold this order will enter my Xuanwu Heaven.
……
After that party,
Gong Sunyi accompanied him on the mountain road, with the soft grass on his head and the eternal star on his head. "This world should be the place where you first’ closed’?"
"Where will the words go if we go on?"
"Go and see me in the past."
Fang Yunhan said, "That is the real place of the consciousness of’ I’ before the great Qi Dynasty."
There is his real childhood, his transition from being content with the ordinary to exploring, and the "regret" that caused this transition.
Two tombstones in the shade not far from home.
He has been practicing enough to visit the heavens and find the world in his previous life to make up for all his regrets.
Fang Yunhan lifted up his eyes and looked at the bright moon, the bright night, the gauze and the sea breeze in Wan Liyun.
Yue Fei Tian Jing sea-clouds gleam like palaces
To draw your boat three hundred miles, and the water has brought you a touch of home
Fanwai Xiaoyang Wonderful Travel
Chapter 449 Jiang Bo chung outside Lin ‘an mansion is new here and asks the truth.
In front of Niujia Village, Lin ‘an, Qiantang River
It is the month when the weeds in front of the village and behind the village have turned yellow, and a touch of setting sun has added a bit of sadness.
In a small hotel at the head of the village, two Han people pulled a four-way tour, saying that Mr. Wang had heard him tell a story about the joys and sorrows of a small family when the nomads were raging, as if it were the epitome of the misery of thousands of people in the north, so please come here for a drink and chat.
After drinking three glasses of water, one of the Chinese said, "My two brothers were originally from the North, and it was only two or three years before my family moved here because they couldn’t stand the dirty gas of the golden dog. It was only that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River felt like a paradise, and everyone in the village was close."
"Afraid of the day when those nomads from the army will call, as Mr. Wang said, those stories were as common as those of the past."
That said, Mr. Wang looks 50 years old, dressed in a blue-gray old cloth robe, and his face is already a little drunk. He said, "In those days, Jinbing South broke the capital of song dynasty in Tokyo and took away two generations of emperors Huizong Qinzong. All kinds of horrors were more sad than my story."
"When King Kang succeeded to the throne with Han Shizhong and Grandpa Yue, these days, even after many years of victories, he can raise troops to recover his homeland in the Northern Expedition and hate Emperor Gaozong, and a traitor like Qin Gui got some tricks from it, but he killed Grandpa Yue and retired to live in seclusion."
This story is a story that rural people who have some knowledge have already heard. It is after the wine is drunk and the ears are hot that the two big men still hate to gnash their teeth when they hear about it.
Previously, the famous Han added, "I heard that only one month after Grandpa Yue was killed in the Wind Wave Pavilion, Emperor Gaozong handed it to the north and surrendered it."
"After generations, every year, we will pay tribute to the state of Xu Jin with 200,000 to 300,000 silks and more than 200,000 horses. It’s shameless to treat Da Songmin as a slave like an emperor."
People also nodded and sighed, "What’s the way for this emperor to take care of his throne and sit still, regardless of whether the people in Huaishui North live or die? From Emperor Gaozong Xiaozong Guangzong to today’s emperor Jin Ren has already occupied most of the country."
Up to now, the emperor has said that people’s brains have become less daring, and they dare not talk more. They raised their hands and drank a glass of wine, and instead said, "I heard that once the beasts like tigers, wolves and bears are full, they will not be culled if someone walks in front of them."
"But once the food in the stomach is digested or the bones grow again, the appetite will be greater, that is, hiding in the south of a big river will sooner or later be found to skin, cramp and gnaw bones to eat meat."
The two Han people understood his meaning and sighed with resentment, saying that people advised them a few more words, and Wang could finally make a living with the times.
Lin’ an courtiers are cruel and crooked. Naturally, there are many villains. Even if they are bloody Han, they should be careful with their mouths.
After drinking a few pots of wine, he said that people got up drunk and said goodbye. From time to time, he rang himself with a short bamboo stick and sang Manjianghong in his mouth and went to Lin’ an.
Shortly after he went out, he stayed outside the hotel for a long time. After listening to all the conversations, Yang Zaixing hesitated and followed suit.
At the age of ten, Yang Zaixing, the younger brother of the Yang family in Tianbo Prefecture, was sent to Zhongnanshan to learn from the true religion.
After six years of diligent study and hard practice, he has achieved the five-yang realm, and he has a congenital kungong foundation, and his body is full of yang and does not invade in cold and summer.
But at this time, he was blown by the riverside wind, but his heart was somewhat inexplicable.
Just half an hour ago, he returned to Zhongnanshan to finish today’s homework and feel the Wulin with the help of the celestial instrument in the quiet room.
But I don’t know how to open my eyes, and there is a great river and a huge soup flowing east to this strange place.
What did I hear more-
"The capital of song dynasty in Tokyo was breached … two generations of emperors of the Great Song Dynasty were taken away by the Jin people in the north?"
Yang Zaixing felt absurd in his heart.
The capital of song dynasty in Tokyo is the main place of Shenxiao Road, and which of the 36 generals of Lin Lingsu Leifu is not a first-class expert in Jianghu?
In the thirty-sixth year of that year, Chen Xizhen, the first so-called rain master, once went to Zhongnanshan to meet Yang Zaixing, who was just getting started. He glanced at it and felt as if there were five thunder roaring dragons, birds, clouds and floating auspicious clouds.
I’m afraid this man is outnumbered by a thousand troops!