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- (At the beginning of the new volume, Da Meng and all the book friends are still so awesome, and the fifteen men all bow to each other.)
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"Dear readers, let me continue my conversation By the way, the five thousand female soldiers in Tianjiao camp are all beautiful and young women. They use the cold plum as the flag and the blue color as the base. Why do you want to use the cold plum as the flag?"
"Why?"
"Why?"
"Open your mouth quickly, don't be too tight-lipped, and tell me why?"
"Don't be impatient, gentlemen, and listen to the boys one by one. The cold plum blossom is the flag. First, it refers to the proud female soldiers of Tianjiao, who are like cold plums, bullying the snow and frost; secondly, because the plum blossom has five petals, it corresponds to the five major heroines of the Tianjiao camp. Famous flower!"
"Who are the five famous women? Open your mouth quickly, take this half of the money, and give it to me in one breath. If you dare to use it to show off your relationship, I will not only get half of the money back, but also give you a meal." Knife face!¡±
"Mr. Zheng, it's easy to talk! Haha"
Bang, as the jade board was struck, the clear voice of the speaker (that is, the storyteller in the Song Dynasty) rang out among the beams and pillars of the wooden building: "These five famous women are Zhu Wanting, 'Yanmei', Zhao Yuqiang of Bingmei, Ye Dieer of Xuemei, Xin Yunu of Yumei, and Cao Miaowan of Wintersweet. These five girls are like five plum blossoms, forming the soul of a genius."
" Fifty thousand northern captives, regardless of day and night, madly attacked Nuerling, while five thousand female soldiers, armed with magic guns, fought to the death, resisting ten times the enemy! The enemy and we fought until the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dim. The mountains are whimpering and the water is flowing back"
"The enemy chief Bolong, known as the 'Evil Dragon King', is the reincarnation of the evil dragon in the Yin Mountains of Liao. He is very fierce, second only to the enemy chief 'Poison Dragon' Wanyan Zongfu But seeing the evil dragon king's actions, he was above the fifty thousand northern captives. A huge sign appeared in the illusion, which could break the magic gun in the hands of the female soldiers. Then, fifty thousand northern captives surged up like a tide Pity the five thousand female soldiers, five plum blossoms, and they died But. Five thousand genius souls. It gathered into a ball of golden light, as bright as the sun, and emitted thousands of golden arrows. As soon as all the northern captives touched this golden arrow, they were like ghosts meeting the sun. They immediately turned into a ball of black air and disappeared"
"Fifty thousand Northern captives. From the 'Poison Dragon' Wanyan Zongfu to the 'Evil Dragon King' Wang Bolong. Down to the Northern captives' grooms, all were broken in the sand at the foot of Nuer Ridge. They were wiped out in ashes, and no one survived. And the five thousand geniuses The life-threatening 'Red Evil' transformed by the hero's soul also turned into plum blossom petals all over the sky, scattering over Nuerling Ridge"
After speaking quickly, his voice choked and he could no longer hit the jade tablet in his hand. He bowed his hands to the guests in the tea shop and hurriedly turned to the resting screen at the back.
There were surprisingly no cheers from the audience, and it was completely quiet.
It took a long time before someone sighed: "This fast-talking person always bursts into tears every time he talks about this Oh! What a group of strange women! What a pity, what a pity"
This is the temporary residence of the Southern Song Dynasty, Lin'an.
Once word spread about the story of the talented female soldiers who blocked the tens of thousands of Jin troops, it spread all over the country and was quickly adapted by the people who spoke about it and spread throughout the world. Everyone who listened was moved. The name of "Red Evil" is heard all over the world, and is known to all women and children. Especially the ladies in the palace, the female concubines of wealthy families, the daughters of wealthy families, and even the ascetic nuns were moved to tears. That unknown hill has also become a holy place that women all over the world yearn for.
Although the story is biased toward gods and monsters, it retains the basic facts. Of course, there are also exaggerations and interpretations. For example, there are five famous women, five thousand female soldiers, and the female soldiers are highlighted, ignoring that there is also a Fushan Brigade. What's more interesting is that calling an unknown hill "Daughter's Ridge" is a stroke of genius.
The tea guests were sighing and gradually dispersed. In a corner of the tea house, there were three people wearing dongpo scarves and round-neck soap shirts who were silent. One of them burst into tears, his blue shirt wet with tears.
During the silence, two people appeared silently beside the tea table. The three of them looked up in surprise, only to see two women. One person is wearing a curtain hat and gauze curtains hanging down the brim. One cannot see her true face, but from the plain white veil, one can feel that she is a thin woman. Behind this woman is a well-behaved maid.
The woman in the curtain hat bowed and said, "You three are invited."
The three of them stood up in surprise and returned the salute: "I dare not, may I ask this little lady"
"The widow Zhao Li, are the three envoys of Tianshu City, the Duke of Yong'an County Zhao Gongjian, the Bo of Xiangcheng Zhao Gonggong, and the Chief of Taiyuan Prefecture Shi Zhaojun?"
"Exactly, I don't know"
Zhao Zhen, Zhao Gong and Zhao Zhong were all very surprised. It had been a long time since they came to An'an, and they had not been welcomed very much. The Nine Kings went to sea to avoid war and have not returned yet. All affairs in the court are currently presided over by the left prime minister Lu Yihao and accountable to the Queen Mother Longyou. Because the identities of the three people were too sensitive and the official dragon was nowhere to be found, neither Queen Mother Longyou nor Lu Yihao dared to handle it without authorization. In the end, I had no choice but to hang it up first. Good food and drink, basicallyThey did not talk about actual matters, let alone summon them, and restricted the movements of the three envoys, and were strictly prohibited from contacting foreign ministers without authorization.
The three of them didn¡¯t dare to violate the rules and kept a low profile, so not many outsiders knew about it. Isn¡¯t it surprising that a woman could casually reveal the identity of the three of them?
"After the Tianzhu Army defeated the bandits in the Yangtze River and the Tianjiao Camp Hongsha suppressed the enemy, the names of the three envoys will surely be spread in Lin'an and everyone will know them." The woman in the curtain hat is gentle and polite, and her conversation is good, giving people a good impression. A very comfortable feeling.
"I don't dare, I don't dare. This is the result of God's execution of the soldiers. I am already ashamed of living here, sitting here and watching the bloodshed and risking my life on the front line. How can I have a reputation." Zhao Zhong tested the tears on his sleeves and felt ashamed.
Zhao Zhen and Zhao Gong disagreed and were quite dissatisfied with being "represented". It's just that what Zhao Zhong said was emotional and reasonable, and although the two of them were openly envoys and Zhao Zhong was the assistant, and their titles in the clan were beyond what Zhao Zhong could match, within the Tianshu City organization, Zhao Zhong, the Taiyuan The authority of Governor Shi is much higher than that of these two sinecures. Therefore, it was hard for the two of them to say anything, so they had no choice but to respond.
The brim of the woman's hat moved slightly, as if she was nodding. Then she took out a roll of plain paper from her sleeve and handed it to Zhao Zhong: "Please give this paper to the surviving women of the Tianjiao camp to express the respect of the deceased." .¡±
The woman in the curtain hat thanked her again and floated away with her maid.
Zhao Jing and Zhao Gong waited until the figure of the woman in the curtain hat disappeared. Unable to hold back his curiosity, he urged: "Open it quickly and see what is written."
Zhao Zhong agreed and unfolded the paper, only to find that there was only one poem on it, a five-character quatrain, and there was a seal at the end of the poem. The three people all looked at the seal and exclaimed: "It's her!"
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? look look trip-s¡¯ moment period experience moment¡¯s footsteps, raised their heads and saw the entrance to the teahouse¡¯s escalator. A man who looked like a steward came over. He bowed to the three of them as a gift and presented an invitation: "Three of you have come to invite me. I am Lu Zhong, and Tian is the steward of the outer room of the Lu Mansion, on the orders of the family master. Please come to the Baixian Tower to meet you." .¡±
Zhao Zhong took it and took a look. His face looked surprised and then happy. Send the invitation to Zhao Zhen and Zhao Gong, the two envoys.
The two took it and took a look, smiled at each other, and sat on the bench for many days. Finally, the long-awaited response from senior figures came. Sure enough, the boy named Di is right. In the end, diplomacy must rely on strength to speak for itself!
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The Baixian Tower, located in the middle section of Lin'an Royal Street, is a well-known performing arts tower. The young ladies in the palace are all as beautiful as immortals and have great talents, so that the Nandu scholar-bureaucrats can sleep in the red and green, and live intoxicated. The name of the building "Hundred Immortals" is an exaggeration, but there are still ten and eight immortals. There is even an immortal among them. Although his youth is no longer the same and his beauty is not the same as before, but with his former glamorous reputation, he still attracts high-ranking officials and nobles to flock to him.
Now, the host, Mr. Lu, was having a drink with a graceful old man in his fifties in a private room. The two of them sat opposite each other, leaning on the brocade couch, with their hats and socks on, holding a fan in one hand and stroking three long locks of beard with the other. They half-squinted their eyes and indulged in the sad lyrics of a song.
"The chariot can be hurt by prosperous things, and the old masters and teachers meet in Huxiang. The silk robes and sandalwood boards have no color, and a song moved the emperor back then."
The song is sad, long and full of sorrow, and seems to have endless sorrow, just like the mist of the West Lake outside the building, which is so thick that it cannot be dispersed.
"Shishi's music has the charm of national style and is more and more touching." Mr. Lu expressed his admiration.
"Mr. Lu is so complimentary. My teacher always sings this song. My husband doesn't mind the noise. I'm very grateful." The voice is as soft and waxy as a melody, which is intoxicating. Behind the gauze curtain, a slender figure held a blessing to Mr. Lu as a gift.
"What Prime Minister Lu said is true. When I was in Tokyo, I had the honor to listen to Master's song. Compared with the past, the music is more exquisite and touching." The graceful old man also did not hesitate to speak kindly.
"Master, I still remember the heroic appearance of Prince Qi'an back then."
"Hehehehe! I'm old"
Mr. Lu smiled, fanned his hand a little, and was about to say something, when he heard the servant outside the private room whisper: "My lord, we are here."
Lu Ye Wan waved his fan gently: "Master, please rest for a while. You can come back to perform music later."
"Yes, Master, please leave." The gauze curtain moved slightly, and the beautiful shadow disappeared, as graceful as a startled dragon, leaving only a hint of faint fragrance.
The three visitors were Zhao Zhen, Zhao Gong and Zhao Zhong.
As soon as the three of them entered the elegant room, they immediately bowed to Mr. Lu and the old man as a salute: "Zhao Zhen (Gong), (Zhong), pay homage to Prime Minister Lu and Prince Qi'an."
This Mr. Lu was a powerful figure in the Southern Song Dynasty, Zuopushe (the left prime minister) of Shangshu, Pingzhangshi under Tongzhongshu, Lu Yihao.
And that graceful old man has a good background. He is the uncle of the current official family, a direct descendant of Zhao Defang, the second son of Taizu, the chief minister of Panzong Temple, and Zhao Shibao, the king of Qi'an County.
Lu Yihao and Zhao Shibao smileHe bowed his hands and did not stand up. He just looked like he was wearing socks and hats, and asked the three of them to sit down.
The two people's appearance may seem rude, but in the eyes of the three people who are envoys, it conveys a subtle attitude of speaking freely and communicating in private. This was definitely a surprise that the three of them had not expected, but that they had been hoping for.
"The three distinguished envoys have been here for a long time. However, in the past few days, the current situation has been turbulent and political affairs have been complicated. It is extremely rude for us not to personally welcome you. I hope the three honored envoys will not be surprised." Lu Yihao said politely, There is no pretense of being the leader of a country.
Naturally, the three envoys from Tianshu City were also polite: "Prime Minister Lu is busy with state affairs, and the king is worried about the clan. He took the trouble to summon him today. It really makes us grateful. How dare we be disrespectful"
Among the five people here, except for the youngest Zhao Zhong, who may be a little lacking, the other four are all good Tai Chi players. In the first half hour, it was almost all about talking in circles.
The reason why Lu Yihao asked Zhao Shibao today was not only because the topic was closely related to the Zhao Song clan and Zong Zheng could not be avoided no matter what, but also because the three Tianshu City envoys were all members of the Zhao Song clan, and they were in Zongzheng Temple ( In front of the official (the institution that manages the royal family), his momentum will be a bit weaker. to facilitate the rest of the conversation.
Lu Yihao is indeed not lazy in his skills. The three envoys from Tianshu City, regardless of their seniority or clan status, happened to be controlled by Zhao Shibao. Naturally, there is no such thing as such momentum, so they can only be treated as juniors.
Seeing that the fire was almost done, Lu Yihao then introduced the main topic: "I invite three distinguished envoys to come here to discuss a major matter."
The three envoys looked at each other and thought, "Here we come." Sit upright. Su Rong said: "Please speak clearly, Prime Minister Lu."
However, Lu Yihao pointed to Zhao Shibao with his eyes: "It is better for the county king."
Zhao Shibao pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I will let you speak."
The three envoys of the Zhao family have stayed in Lin'an for a long time, and they don't know many things. Including the disappearance of Zhao Gou.
That¡¯s right. The king of a country. Emperor Jianyan disappeared at sea for two full months. That group of accompanying ministers. After searching the sea area for hundreds of miles, there were still no people or boats, no people alive, no dead bodies. The group of people headed by Zhao Ding and Zhang Jun were wandering on the sea like ghosts and did not dare to return to Lin'an.
They also thought that they might have been captured and plundered by the Tianzhu Army, but they repeatedly entered the Yangtze River to negotiate with the Tianbo Division, but the other party always denied it and accused them of wanting to cause trouble to others. After repeated fights, there was no evidence, and finally there was no way to go on. I had no choice but to return to Lin'an and apologize to the Queen Mother.
The emperor is missing and his life and death are unknown. What a big deal this is!
Empress Dowager Meng was completely confused and immediately summoned Zhao Shibao and Lu Yihao. One of these two people represents the clan and the other represents the courtiers. The only ones who can make up their minds are the two of them.
When they first heard the shocking news, the two of them were frightened. After finally calming down, they all agreed that a country cannot be without a king for a day. The official family has been missing for two months and the sea is vast. How dangerous it is. It must be more bad than good. For the current plan, we can only establish a new king.
"New monarch? Who should I appoint?" Empress Dowager Meng was in trouble. The prince died just last year, and now that the official family has no heirs, who else can she appoint?
Zhao Shibao¡¯s mind immediately went through the surviving clan members after crossing south. After a long while, he shook his head. There was no suitable candidate!
At this time, Lu Yihao remembered the information provided by the three envoys of the Zhao family who came on behalf of Tianshu City, and immediately clapped his hands and said happily: "I think of one person who is really suitable - the official family is reborn, in order of eldest and youngest. This person should also give way.¡±
"who is it?"
Empress Dowager Meng and Zhao Shibao spoke in unison.
"They are the seven kings who live in Tianshu City!"
"The Queen Mother, the Prince of the County, and the Prime Minister want to welcome the Seven Kings? Is this true?" This news had an extraordinary impact on the three envoys of the Zhao family. They were already half-conscious after just a few glasses of wine.
"Besides the Seven Kings, who else is more suitable to ascend the throne?" Lu Yihao pushed the wine glass forward, "I hope the three envoys will quickly send people back to Tianshu City to explain this matter to Queen Yuansheng. Yes."
When Lu Yihao said this, he obviously didn¡¯t know who the head of Tianshu City was. Of course the three envoys of the Zhao family knew that the final decision on this matter could only be made by that person and not the queen. However, I guess he wouldn't refuse.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As soon as the seven kings ascend to the throne, these clan members who share weal and woe Zhao Zhen and Zhao Gong were so excited when they thought about the day they would finally succeed
Having settled a major matter on their minds, Lu Yihao and Zhao Shibao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the business is done, let¡¯s talk about romance.
Lu Yihao clapped his hands: "PleaseThe teacher¡¯s little lady plays one more song. "
So, in the elegant pavilion, the tune was floating again:
"The chariot can be hurt by prosperous things, and the old masters and teachers meet in Huxiang. The silk robes and sandalwood boards have no color, and a song moved the emperor back then."
Zhao Zhen shook his head as he heard this, as if he was intoxicated.
Zhao Gong whispered: "When I entered the building just now, I seemed to hear this song"
Zhao Shibao sighed softly: "Don't embrace those who are sad. During the Jingkang period, the city of Tokyo was destroyed, and the teacher's experience was so rough that it was difficult to tell others. After wandering to Jiangzuo, he could not escape half-hidden. Occasionally, he would show off his skills, and he would definitely Sing this song.¡±
Zhao Gong was suddenly enlightened, and he felt a lot of emotions in his heart. This teacher's reputation was so famous that he could never get it if he wanted to. I don't want to listen to music behind the curtain today, but I only have desolation in my heart, and no more fond memories of the past.
Zhao Zhong suddenly stood up from his seat, presented a piece of plain paper to the curtain, and said loudly: "Why do you want to sing an old song? If you have new lyrics, how about asking the young lady to sing it?"
"A new word? It's very good. Please take a look at it."
Lu Yihao said in surprise: "Does Mr. Zhao also have wonderful words?"
Zhao Zhong smiled and said nothing.
There was a slight sigh from behind the curtain, and then there was silence. After a while, a faint sigh sounded from behind the curtain: "You are worthy of being a layman Yi'an. As a woman, she has lofty ambitions, no less than that of the 'Red Devil' female army. This talent What a strange woman! She is really ashamed of me who only know how to write beautiful words to find sorrow."
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The sound of gold and iron horses sounded from behind the curtain, which was completely different from the previous soft silk and bamboo tunes.
"I was born as a hero, and died as a ghost. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the Yangtze River." (To be continued) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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