blue shirt oath

Chapter 233 Hu Zeng Yong Epic

Hearing this, Wu Hongzhu's eyes darkened.

He sighed and came to the river, and said to Luo Er:
"The water here is not poisonous, let Luo Yi drink some."

Why did the topic change before Luo Wei's mind came to his senses?
"How did the door master know?"

"There are fish in the water."

Wu Hongzhu pointed to the water.

In the clear river water, there are indeed fish swimming freely.

Luo Er put down Luo Yi in surprise, first drank a few swigs, then pulled the leaves by the river to make a simple water funnel, and drank some for Luo Yi.

Qiao Ce took a handful of river water and poured it on his face, dispelling the embarrassment of finding the way during this time.

Seeing that Wu Hongzhu also knelt down and drank the water gracefully, Qiao Ce felt relieved for a moment.

Wu Hongzhu suddenly turned her head and met Qiao Ce's eyes. She squinted her eyes slightly and said very cruelly:

"You're right, Song Guichen can't resort to ruthless tricks, but this indecision, which should be ruthless, will bring her endless troubles, and it will also bring endless troubles to Du Qingshan."

She was shaking the water off her hands, and Joce hurriedly handed her the handkerchief in his sleeve.

Wu Hongzhu glanced at the plain white handkerchief, took it, wiped her hands, and threw it to Qiao Ce.

She put her hands behind her back and looked towards the mountains where the clouds and mist were gradually dissipating.

The slender figure is tall and straight and proud.

"Facing Du Qingshan, I was still too indecisive, which is why I gave him an opportunity." She said, "From now on, I will never do it again."

Since you put all your heart on her, don't blame me for being ruthless.

Since he didn't intend to continue to embarrass Wu Hongzhu and others, Song Guichen removed all the toxins from the formation, and picked a lot of persimmons with Du Qingshan.

The two left the few people in the formation, and happily drove away from Yinshan.

Due to the delay of one day and one night, they failed to meet up with Kou Xiangyi, who had taken a detour in the next town, but caught up with the convoy that left Yinshan yesterday, pretended that there was someone in the car, and headed for the capital in a mighty way. .

The drivers who stayed behind to drive the carriage were all chivalrous men with martial arts skills. Except for Song Guichen, all of them had the ability to protect themselves.

So Du Qingshan gave up his horse and drove the carriage for Song Guichen.

It also means personal protection.

Along the way, Song Guichen had seen how powerful Du Qingshan was. Those killers charging forward with knives were stabbed by Du Qingshan's sword before they even touched the carriage.

The bystanders fought with three, five, seven or eight moves, but Du Qingshan always beat the enemy with one move, and the sword in his hand seemed to have a temper, and he never gave the enemy a chance to make moves.

From the very beginning, Song Guichen was terrified and hid in the carriage to pray, then opened the curtain of the car to wait for the opportunity to inject some poison to the killers who came to relieve Du Qingshan's burden, and finally sat leisurely behind Du Qingshan watch the battle.
"Ayan, are you going to Kaifeng soon?"

She grabbed a small strand of Du Qingshan's hair and played with it in her hand, asking quite sadly.

It's been two days, they've been surrounded by four or five waves of assassins like they've been through a catastrophe, and another four or five waves have passed, even staying in an inn is not safe.

Although they are all wine bags and rice bags, they can't cause much loss, but no matter how powerful they are, they can't withstand round after round of attacks.

Du Qingshan replied: "Hurry up, the famous Bolangsha is in front of you, less than thirty miles away from the capital."

"Ah, Bolangsha."

Song Guichen spontaneously felt reverence and longing.

In the past, Zhang Liang led the warriors to assassinate Qin Shihuang with a sledgehammer here, but Bo Lang hit the eternal hatred, and the assassination was unsuccessful.

Although the assassination was unsuccessful, his courage to fight with a hammer among thousands of riders ignited the beacon fire of the people all over the world to resist the rule of Tyranny, and Bo Langsha became famous all over the world.

Countless people with lofty ideals have left countless poems for Bo Langsha. Li Bai, a poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, left poems such as "Walking the Tiger" and "Huai Zhang Ovary at the Xiapi Bridge".

Song Guichen intensively read ancient poems, and Bo Langsha was right in front of her eyes. She couldn't hide her excitement for a while, and chanted loudly:

"Yingzheng devoured Liuheqiu and flattened the world and captured the princes.

It's not that there is no son in Shandong, why is Zhang Liang taking revenge alone. "

Du Qingshan smiled and said: "I thought you could sing Li Taibai's poems, but unexpectedly, it was Hu Zeng."

"What's wrong with Hu Zeng?" Song Guichen dissatisfied, "Mr. Akita's poems are not high in artistry, but they are easy to understand and catchy to read. It is most suitable for reciting at this time."

Song Guichen admired Hu Zeng very much.

"Looking at the past dynasties, there are countless excellent poems, and there are many people who chanted history and recalled the past, but Hu Zeng was the only one who devoted his life to chanting epic poems."

She got out of the carriage and happily sat beside Du Qingshan, watching the withered and yellow weeds slowly recede on the official road.

"I also sorted out his 150 epic poems, and I plan to go to the places he has been to in the future when I have money."

She had a longing look on her face and her voice was passionate.

"When I was young in Gushan, every time I read Mr. Akita's easy-to-understand poems, I thought, this man is really pure, and he spent his whole life deliberately traveling around, just writing history for the sake of nostalgia.

"If I can stand in front of the historical relics in his poems and feel the spirit of the ancients, I will have no regrets in this life."

Du Qingshan looked back tenderly at Song Guichen who was eloquent when he mentioned the poet's poems, and chuckled softly:
"I will accompany you everywhere."

Song Guichen reacted, his face turned red immediately, and then he smiled with crooked eyebrows: "No hurry, I haven't earned enough money yet."

"Didn't Ms. Gu say that your book is selling very well in Hangzhou, and you are about to sell it to Yangzhou and other places? Let me see, our Xiaochen is already making a lot of money every day, and we are a small wealthy businessman."

"It's a joke." Song Guichen laughed, "Ziying is really amazing. I originally thought that I would slowly sell books one by one. It would be good to have a few taels of silver every month. I didn't expect that She insisted on doing it vigorously, and every time I received a letter from her, I was a little afraid to open it."

"Hahahaha." Du Qingshan couldn't help laughing out loud, "Is it because she is urging you to write a book again?"

"No."

Song Guichen sighed sadly.

"Since this month, I have received five urgent letters from her servants. The last reply told her that we are going to Beijing soon. I reckon there are messengers waiting for me in Kaifeng. Oh no, yes Messenger of reminders."

Fortunately, on weekdays, she has a lot of time to sort out the books that she compiled casually before, and hand them over to the servant who came to deliver the letter to pick up the books.

But during this period of time, there have been such and such things. She is already busy researching drugs and pharmaceuticals, so she has no energy to write books.

So several times in a row I replied to Ziying with shame, saying that the book was not finished yet.

Fortunately, Ziying is far away in Hangzhou, otherwise she would be locked up in a small black room and told to write a book seriously.

Du Qingshan felt guilty, "When we get to Kaifeng and settle down, Xiaochen will have time to do what he likes."

"good."

Song Guichen cheered up immediately, looked at the gradually approaching octagonal Bolang Pavilion, and begged Du Qingshan beside him: "How about we rest at the Bolang Pavilion?"

It's rare for her to show such a delicate appearance.

Du Qingshan couldn't say no to it.

Besides, she just said just now that her wish is to visit all the places Hu Qiutian has been to.

Let Bo Langsha be the first one.

　Hu Zeng is a very interesting person. He wrote many epic poems in his life, which are not widely circulated, but they are simple, clear and easy to understand. In Ming and Qing novels such as "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", there are often "poems as evidence:", and many quotes are Hu Zeng's poems.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)