Jiangmen's direct daughter is busy farming

Chapter 101 Rumors of "Soldier Talisman" (1)
"You will definitely marry me!" Xiao Chenyu will never compromise on this point.

Jingyue didn't bother arguing with him. Anyway, whether to marry or not is another matter. Who knows what will happen in the future?The thing that can stand the test most in this world is love, and the thing that can't stand the test the least is love. The question is whether the person you choose is right.Will Xiao Chenyu be the one she chose right?
"It's getting late, aren't you leaving?" Jingyue decided to chase her away.

"Tonight, New Year's Eve, can't I stay?" Xiao Chenyu learned to cheat for the first time.

"No, it's not a wedding night, what are you doing here!" After saying this, Jingyue regretted it immediately, she really wanted to bite her tongue off, why didn't she say anything, but she just said this.

Xiao Chenyu pursed his lips in joy, moved closer to her, quickly stole a sweet kiss on her face, and then said ambiguously: "Well, don't try to escape during the wedding night!"

Jingyue blushed with shame, but still insisted, she said coquettishly to Xiao Chenyu: "Go, go, hurry up! I don't want to see you!"

"Really don't want to?" As soon as Xiao Chenyu finished speaking, he turned around again, leaped forward, and hugged Jingyue into his arms, the opportunity was never to be missed, and the sneak attack on the kiss was successful again.

"Xiao Chenyu, it's Chinese New Year, don't force me to do anything to you!" Jingyue gritted her teeth and glared at Xiao Chenyu.

Xiao Chenyu knows when enough is enough, he doesn't want to annoy Jingyue at this time, although it is the most real idea in his heart to wipe it all out, but the village is full of people from the Song family.

Last time, he thought that when the Song family was around, he would have to restrain Jingyue a bit.Unexpectedly, the self-proclaimed romantic Xiao Chenliang told him that in front of the woman he likes, he must learn to let go and have a thick skin, and the sooner he lets her family know his existence, the more important it is.However, his situation is different from Xiao Chenliang's. Most people in the Song family probably don't like Jingyue being with him, so he has to think long-term.

Jingyue saw that Xiao Chenyu, who was pressing her down, didn't know what to think, and looked at her, but he was obviously a little distracted.She had no choice but to pat his resolute and cold face lightly, and said, "Xiao Chenyu, I'm back! You're about to crush me into a jerk, get up!"

Xiao Chenyu's blood was surging when Jingyue patted his little hand, and before his body surpassed his consciousness, he quickly let go of Jingyue and stood up.

Jingyue didn't get up either, she directly covered herself with the quilt, and then said to Xiao Chenyu in a low voice: "Don't leave yet! Remember to blow on the lights and close the door!"

Seeing her embarrassedly wrapping herself in the quilt, Xiao Chenyu smiled silently, walked to the side of the Kang bed again, hugged her through the quilt, and left reluctantly.

Jingyue covered her mouth under the quilt and laughed secretly. She didn't know why she was so silly and happy like a silly girl who just fell in love, and she felt sweet in her heart.Love, did she really meet it?
On the sixth day of the first lunar month, farmers will go to the fields to prepare for spring plowing, while merchants and hawkers can "welcome visitors from all over the world with the sound of firecrackers".Therefore, on this day, most shops, restaurants and teahouses in the capital will open for business, and at this time of the year, Fumanlou will have a wonderful storytelling performance.

Ouyang Tong, a native of Lizhou in the Xi Dynasty, whose date of birth and death is unknown, whose style name is Wantong, and who is known as Mr. Wantong, is a world-renowned storyteller, fortune teller and Bao inquirer.Some people say that this person knows astronomy above all and geography below, and is well-informed, so he is a remarkable capable person.

Some people also said that this person has a weird temper and is not easy to get along with. Since ten years ago, he has only performed one storytelling performance every year, and all of them are at Fumanlou on the sixth day of the first lunar month.

Because of this eloquent, eloquent, and well-informed storyteller, the Fumanlou on the sixth day of the first lunar month must have been divided into three floors early in the morning, making it impossible to get through.And the stories he told, the rumors he told, must spread like wildfire after a cup of tea, and everyone in the alleys and streets will know about it.

In Fuman Building, the opening gong sounded, and Mr. Wantong walked steadily to the storytelling table with a tiger bone fan in his hand.Old audiences who listen to his storytelling every year know that when Mr. Wantong is storytelling, you can ask any questions, and as long as he is happy, he will tell you.

So, someone asked anxiously: "Mr. Wantong, I wonder if this year we are talking about heroes or prostitutes?"

Mr. Wantong, dressed in white robes and with an extraordinary appearance, squinted his eyes slightly, shook the unopened folding fan in his hand, and said slowly: "Today, I don't praise heroes, I don't talk about famous prostitutes, I just tell the story of this mysterious tiger talisman."

All the listeners in the audience scratched their heads, thinking to themselves: Isn't this tiger talisman the legendary soldier talisman?What is there to say?But since Mr. Wantong wants to say it, it must be very exciting.

"Sir, let's start speaking!" The audience who couldn't wait to wait loudly urged.

"Okay, everyone, today I will tell you the story of the mysterious tiger talisman of a certain dynasty and the 80 army!" Mr. Wantong raised his voice, and began to speak eloquently to everyone.

But listening to it, some people felt that something was wrong. Although the protagonist in Mr. Wantong's story did not know which dynasty Mu Yuanshuai was, the more Mu Yuanshuai sounded, the more he sounded like the old Marshal Song of this dynasty.They were both the most trusted commanders of the three armies of the late emperor, they also spared their lives to protect their country, they also had six sons, and the sons of the same great generals both had a silly daughter. It would be too coincidental to say it was a coincidence.

"In other words, Marshal Mu was falsely accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason and sent to the wilderness, but the sage knows that he is the pillar of the country. Otherwise, the late emperor would not have given him half of the tiger charms that commanded an army of 80. Marshal Mu was rehabilitated and returned to Beijing. , and immediately handed over the 30 iron halberd cavalry hidden in his hands to the emperor. Because the late emperor once said that if someone wanted to harm the Mu family, then the tiger talisman would not be safe in the Mu family. His son." Mr. Wantong said seriously.

"What about the remaining 50 troops?" Someone asked impatiently.

Mr. Wantong was not annoyed, and said: "To prevent war, the late emperor told Marshal Mu that the remaining 50 troops could be mobilized unless the two tiger charms fit together. Otherwise, the tiger charm would be a scrap of copper and rotten iron."

"Is the other half of the tiger talisman in the hands of the emperor?" someone asked again.

Mr. Wantong frowned slightly, and sighed regretfully: "The world is impermanent, and God's will tricks people. The former emperor of a certain dynasty died suddenly, and he didn't have time to tell his son where the other half of the tiger talisman was hidden. The Mu family had to temporarily Keeping these 50 troops for the royal family, when the emperor finds the tiger charm, there are 80 elite soldiers and strong generals in charge, so why worry about internal and external troubles."

"Yes, yes! We in Xichao have an army of 80, who are we afraid of!" There were whispers in the crowd one after another.

"I think the 80 troops that Mr. Wantong mentioned belongs to our Xichao Kingdom. What old marshal Mu is clearly our old marshal Song." Someone replied mysteriously.

(End of this chapter)