His Royal Highness and his party made a slight turning point on their way home and came to Guangling River.
It was the time of the tide on August 18th, and the tide-watching tourists came from all over the world. The grand occasion was unprecedented. After the Spring and Autumn Period, there was no previous separation of national boundaries. Scholars studying abroad and rangers carrying swords became more and more unimpeded. All of them became more and more popular, and Guangling tide, Emei Jinding Buddha Light and Wudang Dynasty Dading were called the three wonders of the world. Dayanji is the best viewing spot of the first-line tide, the best in the world. Today, there will be an inspection by the Guangling Navy. The wealthy and high-ranking officials in Guangling all came to watch the tide with their families. Compared with the poor people of the common people, although the number of the former was small, they naturally occupied seven or eight of the best viewing positions. Fill it with delicious wine, delicacies, melons and fruits, and invite celebrities from Qingliu, who have been friends for generations, to talk and laugh together to give advice.
When the tide floods into Trumpet Bay, there will be a boat belonging to the Guangling Navy to lead the tide in. The two sides stretch for ten miles, and they are all dressed in horses and horses. On the Dayanji reviewing platform, an order from Guangling King Zhao Yi can be vaguely seen. The small boats and the tide head came, and the drums shook the sky. The tide and the drum sounded together, and the people could see a white line moving from east to west on the surface of the misty river. Arriving near Dayanji, the highest can reach four feet, covering the sky and covering the earth.
His Royal Highness came a little late, and the places suitable for watching the tide by the river were already filled with tents or tables, and hearing the deafening cheers, one could already guess that the tide-riding boat was approaching soon, so he had to abandon the carriage , Let Shu Yu and Yang Qingfeng stay in place to watch, but His Royal Highness smiled and reminded the two followers to sit on the roof of the car to watch the scenery. Qingniao held a small altar in his hand, and hung the Chixia Sword, which was a relic of Lu Qiantang, from his waist. Xu Fengnian walked in the front, and Murong Wuzhu was led by him because of his frail body. With her drifting nature, she might be washed away Didn't even have the guts to call out for help.
Murong Tonghuang is on the right side, and some disciples who like to join in the fun and take advantage of it, just want to make a move, but they are slapped by Murong Tonghuang, or kicked hard by their legs. Most of the poppiers wanted to get back the cheap from this little lady right away, but when they saw Xu Fengnian's brocade-clothed fox fur, they immediately lost their aura, shy away in embarrassment, looked for another target, and picked a few soft persimmons to start with. There is no need to hang Xiao Jiabi from a tree because she is so silent after being bullied.
Like Pei Nanwei, Chen Yu, who was taken captive in Zhuhai, wears a densely covered veiled hat, and has an enchanting figure, which is even better than the indistinguishable male and female Murong siblings. Immediately behind His Highness Shizi, on the right was Murong Tonghuang who slapped and slapped all the way, and on the left was the maid Qingniao who cleared obstacles with a scabbard. No one could get close to him. The old man in sheepskin fur was in charge of the rear. Throwing it on the woman surnamed Chen, to be precise, it was on the waist. The old sword god has a hundred years of experience, but I still have to admit that Xu Xiaozi's picky eyes are better than climbing in the martial arts. This is not even Li Chungang. Not convinced, the old sword god has been busy admiring Pei Nanwei's buttocks, shy breasts, Murong siblings' Bingdilian these days, feasting his eyes, but the one who saw the most was the strange woman surnamed Chen, especially her The thin and soft waist, tsk tsk, really makes the viewer terrified, how is the woman's style, look at the aura, look at her eyes, look at the style, you have to look at the waist that connects the previous and the next, walking slowly, the small waist swings too much If it is big, it will be coquettish and vulgar, but if it is too small, it will be a little petty. This is the source of the old saying that women have mountains and rivers on their waists.
But this Chen Yumei is beautiful, the old sword god is beautiful and delicious, but there is a trace of doubt, the timing and place of her appearance are too coincidental, and after being robbed by Xiaozi Xu, she behaves too calmly, which is beyond the calmness of every lady In terms of scope, observe the aura, this stunning man who is full of mystery is not a martial arts practitioner. After all, how many old dogs Zhao Xuansu are there in the world? May I ask what her credentials are? The sheepskin fur old man Li squinted his eyes, and the group of people managed to rush out of the crowd, and further ahead was the riverside occupied by the Guangling nobles. There were many sturdy servants standing around their chests, intimidating the people. Hired many well-known ministers and ministers in the rivers and lakes, armed with swords and hanging knives, Kongwu is powerful, and has a good appearance. The two areas are clearly separated. This is very similar to Baoguo Temple.
Xu Fengnian probably got the favor of the beauties and relatives around him. With him as the center, a circle of vacuum was formed nearby. When he arrived here, he didn’t need to stand on tiptoes to watch the tide. Old man Li stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the swift line of thunder on the river. Chao, with a desolate look, looked at the world with one sword and one man, and walked on the Guangling River with the sword, how high-spirited, but now he is old, Yujian is more proficient, but he has no desire to go to Muxiu Yulin.
The old man who only likes to buckle his feet when he is idle now does not know that after he made this feat back then, countless heroes from all walks of life were attracted to show off their majesty on the Guangling River one after another. Against the tide, there are also amazing archers with amazing physical strength. They collided with the tide and stirred up thousands of waves. Before Lu Qiantang became famous, he practiced swords by the riverside for more than ten years. Didn't he just admire the sword god Li Chungang? Do you want to walk the rivers and lakes with a sword? It's a pity that after Zhao Yi took over the territory of the old Western Chu, the Guangling Navy was here. Ranking first, it is far from being comparable to the embroidered pillows of the Qingzhou Navy. Once the war starts, it is estimated that it will not be enough for Guangling's teeth. Every year during the review, except for the great vassal king Zhao Yi who overlooks all living beings on Dayanji, the most show-stopper must be the tide runner who symbolizes the Guangling Navy, driving a scorpion across the river alone.
At this moment, everyone on both sides of the strait looked at it, and the giant ship was a hair lighter.
A young general stands with his sword, his armor is bright, and his heroic posture has attracted countless ladies and gentlemen to shake their hearts.
The forest of scholars in the south is magnificent. When you go to any temple or Taoist temple, you can see poems and calligraphy all over the walls, even in some shabby inns that leak wind and rain. Therefore, they have seen too much and heard too much of the outstanding literary talents of scholars of the same age. The one at present, the dissertation, has not yet reached the top, but he was born as a top three scholar, and he wrote a wonderful cursive script, which is called a single stroke. , has always been written in one stroke, without embellishment. On martial arts, he once won a master of swordsmanship from Guangling Prince's Palace in the school field. This person is a first-class man of culture and martial arts. He is undoubtedly the number one handsome man in Guangling. Even the domineering son of Guangling is willing to make a sworn brother with him. And respect him as his elder brother.
When the scorpion passed by, many tourists who had prepared bonfire reeds threw them into the Guangling River and prayed to the Dragon King of Guangling. There is some distance from the riverside, where would one have the guts to throw a bonfire? In case of lack of strength, instead of throwing it into the Guangling River, it would be thrown on the tents and tables of the luxurious descendants. The common people of Luhua caused disasters, and before they could escape, they were caught by fierce servants and slaves, knocked to the ground, beat and kicked, and dared not make a sound, so they could only crawl back into the crowd with bruises and swollen faces. Xu Fengnian was originally the most notorious big dandy in the dynasty, he didn't take it for granted, he didn't have the chivalrous heart to help each other when he saw injustice, he didn't hear injustice, he just pursed his thin lips and wrapped himself in a snow-like fur coat Walking forward, there are two piles of family names in front of his eyes, and several strong servants stepped forward to block the way, but the blue bird flew away with the scabbard without saying a word, and spun twice in the air before falling to the ground, fainting on the spot .
Xu Fengnian ignored the croaking of several Guangling family members, walked to the bank of the river, just as a tidal wave passed by, took the jar and Chixia sword from Qingniao, first threw the jar containing Lu Qiantang's ashes into the river, and threw the sword He went out and hit the small altar, and the ashes were scattered in the tide of the river.
Regarding Lu Qiantang's death in battle, Xu Fengnian couldn't say how much he mourned, but since he promised the Dongyue swordsman's last wish, he must fulfill it according to the contract. Xu Fengnian clapped his hands, squatted down, and watched the rushing tide , said softly: "It is said that a strong man is as long as he is not dead, and he is famous when he dies. No wonder you have to yell at you when you are dying."
Xu Fengnian stood up and noticed that Chen Yu was looking at the back of the man on the warship. She was covered by a hood and couldn't see her face clearly, but it felt a little strange.
Xu Fengnian glanced sideways at those noble children of Guangling who were still chattering, and after they subconsciously frightened and shut up, he turned his head and joked to the taciturn woman, "Why, are you a good friend?"
She shook her head indifferently and said: "He once mentioned the similarities between calligraphy and swordsmanship, and he has unique insights. Cursive script has few blanks and is sparse, and there are many blanks and is mysterious. The strokes open and close, and when placed on swordsmanship, if it is magnificent and majestic, How about…”
Xu Fengnian interrupted very rudely: "Talking about war on paper is boring."
Chen Yu stopped talking and just laughed it off.
Play the piano to the cow.
Although Xu Fengnian said that he was small-minded and narrow-minded, he still had a little self-knowledge, and laughed at himself: "It is true that we have different ways and do not conspire with each other. Chen Yu, since we are already a family, you might as well say it clearly. Have you ever had a sweetheart?" .”
Chen Yu asked calmly: "If there is, will you kill him?"
Hearing the murderous word "Zai" from the beauty's mouth, Xu Fengnian laughed without shame and said, "I like your temperament, and it's just right to be a sister-in-law."
Chen Yu looked at Dayanji, where there was a bloated man in a python robe that was almost torn, she sighed for no reason.
Xu Fengnian asked with a smile: "Don't scare me, are you involved with Guangling King Zhao Yi?"
Chen Yu's face was as usual, and he didn't make a sound.
Xu Fengnian put his hands into his cuffs and said softly, "Let's go, go back to Beiliang."
Chen Yu didn't move, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Someone wants me to go to the capital, you can't stop me."
Xu Fengnian stopped in his tracks, with a playful expression on his face: "Who opens his mouth like a toad, and is about to swallow the sky at every turn?"
Chen Yu stared at His Royal Highness's face, without any hint of a joke.
Xu Fengnian's expression became strange.
Chen Yushen bent down and picked up a bunch of reed flowers on the ground, threw them into the Guangling River, and said: "When I was three years old, I was fortune-told by Longhu Mountain and Qin Tianjian, and I belonged to the temple of laurel."
The old man in sheepskin fur who had been watching coldly said unhappily, "It's a good fortune to be a queen or a noble concubine."
Xu Fengnian let out a groan, but didn't continue.