"Wait a minute!" Han Qing responded with a smile and used Dou Rong's original words, while holding her hands tighter, "If the Song Dynasty can't tolerate me, we will go to the world to make our home. But before that, I have to follow me
I met my teacher and asked my master why he returned to the Central Plains after he had already chosen to leave."
He had actually thought about the choice Dou Rong proposed more than once. Among the deeds of the ancients in his memory, there was also the story of Fan Li taking Xi Shi to live in seclusion, and the bearded man going overseas to establish his country.
However, there was one thing that made him very confused. That was, why did his master Zheng Ziming quietly return to his hometown in his later years after taking the United States to sea?
Although Zheng Ziming has passed away many years ago, and he is neither a relative nor an acquaintance. However, if this matter is not clarified, Han Qing is very worried that he will repeat the same path as his master.
Going out and coming back is equivalent to going around in circles in the end.
In this case, what was the point of choosing to leave in the first place?
"Then wait a little longer." Dou Rong heard her husband's voice was very sure and stopped trying to persuade her. She held her husband's hand and nodded gently.
There is no need to say many words between husband and wife. They stand side by side at the stern of the boat, quietly looking at the scenery on both sides of the river, being hurriedly left behind by the flowing water.
At this moment, the scenery on the shore, whether it was blooming flowers or dead vines and old trees, seemed to have nothing to do with them.
All they can feel and care about is each other.
With the wind and the current flowing smoothly, the boat moved very fast.
Although Xiao Dalin sent his cronies, galloping on horseback, and issued a kill order to the Liao troops stationed in the lower reaches of the Xiaoqing River. However, there was no second Cai Zhongcheng in the lower reaches of the Xiaoqing River.
The Liao generals stationed in various places knew nothing about water warfare, and they could not collect enough ships in a hurry.
Even if one or two lucky generals were able to collect several fishing boats, they decisively chose to give up when they saw the wreckage of the boats floating down the current.
Xiao Moke and Xiao Pai are Xiao Dalin's sons, not theirs.
There is no need for them to risk their lives in order to avenge Xiao Dalin.
As for Liu Sanxia who might be hiding on Han Qing's ship, to be honest, most of the Liao generals, especially the generals of the Signing Army, were full of sympathy for this person.
The Liu family served the Liao Dynasty for three consecutive generations, and their ancestors served as governors. However, Liu Sanxia was played by his wife, the Khitan Princess Yeluba Ge, as a "face leader".
Which man would have caught his wife in bed and raped him, only to be beaten black and blue by the wife and the adulterer, and then kicked out of the house? I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to swallow his anger.
Liu Sanxia's killing of an adulterer was perfectly normal in the eyes of the generals. If it had been anyone else, even Brother Yeluba would have been chopped into pieces.
Therefore, rather than intercepting and killing Han Qing, the generals may be more unwilling to pursue Liu Sanxia. Of course, they are also unwilling to risk drowning themselves in order to please the princess.
So, for the next half of the day and the whole night, Han Qing's ship sailed smoothly. It arrived at the mouth of the Xiaoqing River.
In another time and space, the Xiaoqing River became the main channel of the Yellow River almost fifty years later. How could the water volume be so small?
It was the autumn flood, and the river was rolling in waves, dyeing the entire four- to five-mile-wide entrance to the sea brown. But a little further away, the sea water was a clear blue.
Where the river and the sea meet, there seems to be an invisible line that completely separates each other and prevents them from blending together.
It's like two armies, evenly matched, charging at each other with the roar of the waves, each refusing to give way.
Just then, the rising sun emerged from the gaps in the clouds and sprinkled thousands of golden lights on the water. In an instant, the two "armies" were all put on golden helmets and golden armor, and they fought more and more bravely. They would rather break into pieces than take a step back.
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Even though Han Qing had been accustomed to seeing the sunrise over the sea for half a year, when he saw the scenery in front of him, he felt hot in his heart, and he couldn't help but want to scream loudly.
Looking at Yang Xu, Dou Rong and Ye Qinglian who got up early in the morning to watch the sunrise, they were so shocked that they could not speak. Their eyes were widened, their mouths were slightly open, and their bodies were trembling slightly in the morning breeze.
Worried that Dou Rong was weak, Han Qing quietly held her in his arms.
Dou Rong was still aware of the presence of outsiders and was a little shy. She struggled a little instinctively. When she found that her husband had no intention of letting go, she quickly chose to compromise. She changed to a comfortable position and rested her head on her husband's shoulder.
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I don’t know how long it took, until the sun completely dispersed the dark clouds and the sentry ship completely entered the blue water. The four of them finally recovered from the shock.
"Jiajun, please write the first poem. I haven't heard any of your poems since I left near Jinniu Village. There were many civil servants around my grandfather, and what they wrote is known as the New Saixia School.
"I heard it, but it's not as good as a toe of your song "Linjiang Fairy"." Yang Xu suddenly became inspired by poetry, but refused to write it himself. Instead, he turned around, pulled Han Qing's clothes and begged.
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Dou Rong was caught off guard and immediately broke away from Han Qing's arms with a blushing face and ran away. However, after escaping for more than ten steps, she stopped again. She held her hands on the side of the boat, turned her back to Han Qing, and raised her ears, waiting to hear his new story.
word.
She and Yang Xu were not the only ones who were full of expectations. Ye Qinglian also instantly looked away from the distance and looked at Han Qing eagerly, waiting for the birth of new words.
I think back then, her good sister Xu Ziling was captured by Han Qing's lyrics. And she had imagined countless times that she was the one sitting next to Han Qing that day. Now, she finally had the opportunity to listen to the second song.
First of all, let me ask, how could she not grasp it well?
"I don't know how to fill in the lyrics. That piece of "Linjiang Fairy" was written by someone else." Han Qing felt weak after being looked at by the three people. She turned to Yang Xu and explained in a low voice with a red face.
"Then just memorize one of the good words and music you heard in your dream!" Yang Xu firmly believed that Han Qing was the original Han Qing. The so-called reincarnation and calamity was nothing more than Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly. Therefore, wink, wink,
Eyes, smiling and urging. (Note: Zhuangzi dreamed of butterflies. Zhuangzi dreamed of butterflies, and suspected that the butterflies dreamed of him.)
"Anyway, as long as it comes from your mouth, we all wrote it yourself." Ye Qinglian also believed that Han Qing was being modest and supported him loudly.
It happened that Zhang Shouzhong took several brothers on the deck to sort out the rigging. When they heard that Han Qing was about to write lyrics, they also stopped for a moment.
As Han Qing's subordinates, they had already heard the story of "a beautiful woman fell in love with her heart", and their ears were numb. Now, they can finally be there in person, so how can they miss it?
"Forget it, let me think about it!" Han Qing just watched the river water and the sea water fighting, and the passion in her heart was still there. She waved her hand and agreed with a smile.
He originally planned to recite a good poem from his memory to suit the occasion. However, after searching for a long time, he found that there was no suitable song.
After thinking about it for a long time, an idea suddenly came to his mind. He smiled, drew the sword in his hand, and sat cross-legged on the deck. Then he placed the sword across his knees, flicked it with his fingers, "Ding..."
The sound of the sword was crisp and clear, and Han Qing suddenly felt heroic in his heart. As he played it casually, he whispered, "A sword alone is not enough. Ji Ming, please help me bring a war drum. Rongwa, don't just listen, come and help me beat it."
Drums. This is a new song, very different from the past.”
"Hey -" Yang Xu agreed repeatedly and trotted to get the drum. Before he could reach the drum stand on the side of the cabin, Zhang Shouzhong had already taken the lead and led three brothers to lift the drum.
Everyone quickly turned back and stood the war drum next to Han Qing. Dou Rong's face was full of anxiety, but she couldn't bear to offend her husband. She raised the drumstick and hesitated to harmonize with the "Qin and Sword".
"No need to be nervous, just watch my fingers and keep up with the beat." Giving an encouraging glance to his wife, Han Qing continued to flick his fingers on the sword, trying to familiarize himself with the sound patterns of the sword, and at the same time, he encouraged Dou Rong to keep up with her.
After just twenty beats, the sound of the drum gradually matched the sound of the "harp". He smiled and nodded to Dou Rong, then took a deep breath and sang loudly, "The sea laughs, the tides on both sides of the bank rise and fall with the waves."
Remember this day..."
According to the lyrics and music standards of the time, what he sang now was obviously extremely illegal. However, as soon as the song came out, the people on the boat suddenly felt their heads buzzing, and immediately after, all the sweat pores on their bodies opened.
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Thinking of the time when he and Yang Xu beat up the Dangxiang envoys who rode horses and trampled on the people in the street, but the Song Dynasty court was eager to punish him and expelled him from the Imperial College. But just a year and a half later, he sneaked into Dangxiang and helped Li Dezhao seize the throne.
The position of King of Xia brought Xiazhou back to the territory of the Song Dynasty. The second line of the lyrics blurted out from Han Qing's mouth, "The sky laughs, and the world is full of tides. Who will lose and who will win, God knows."
Then I thought about the fact that I was wanted by the Red Lotus Sect and the Yongxing Military Road Government at the same time, and Dou Rong risked her life to accompany me thousands of miles away without any regrets. The third sentence was also inspired by this, "The country laughs, the misty rain is far away,
The waves wash away all the worldly knowledge..."
"Ding..." Yang Xu pulled out his sword and danced in the sea breeze regardless of the pain from the wound being pulled.
Zhang Shouzhong's eyes turned red, and he smashed his fist into his palm. In an instant, all the ups and downs of officialdom in his life were replayed before his eyes.
Looking at Ye Qinglian again, tears were streaming down her face without her realizing it.
Han Qing, however, was not squinting, completely forgetting where he was at the moment, "The breeze laughed, causing loneliness, and the pride was like the morning glow..."
After a moment of singing, the sound of swords and drums stopped suddenly. However, the sea breeze roared, blowing the flags on the top of the mast, as if there was an aftertaste lingering between heaven and earth.
"This song, this song..." Yang Xu also sacrificed his life in imperial studies, but couldn't find a suitable word to praise the song Han Qing just sang. He repeated it several times before finally yelling, "
So proud!"
"It's more than just overwhelming passion. It makes people transcend the world of mortals. They wish they could grow wings and fly away." Ye Qinglian raised her hand and wiped it on her face, her eyes red as she agreed.
Dou Rong put down the drumstick, stretched out her hand openly, and held Han Qing's hand tightly in front of everyone. She didn't say anything, but she seemed to have said a thousand words.
"That's what I heard..." Han Qing didn't want to take credit from others and explained with a smile.
Just as he was about to say the name of the original author, he looked up the stairs, but suddenly there was an exclamation, "Ships, many ships. Commander, there is a fleet in the northeast. Seven, eight, ten ships, ten ships in total."
Large warships! Ten large Korean warships, and more than twenty picket ships. No, it’s a Korean fleet!"
"Korean fleet?" Han Qing shivered in excitement. He no longer bothered to explain the origin of the lyrics and music. He stood up and rushed to the bow of the ship in three or two steps.
He held the pergola with his hands and tried his best to look into the distance. Sure enough, he saw a fleet approaching him quickly. It was not too large, but it was more than enough to sink the sentinel ship under his feet ten times.
"It's a battleship from the Liao Kingdom. The man named Cai confessed yesterday that he and his cousin took the ship to defect to the Liao Kingdom." Ye Qinglian reacted sharply and immediately guessed the origin of the battleship and reminded Han Qing loudly in his ear.
“Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo on
"Zhang Shouzhong, you have full command. If you can get rid of the enemy, do your best." Han Qing took a deep breath and made a decisive decision, "If you can't get rid of the enemy, then let's fight!"
"I have the order!" Zhang Shouzhong was still filled with pride. He raised his voice and agreed, and immediately went to mobilize his troops.
"If we are overtaken by an enemy ship later, please try your best to protect Yang Xu. He is injured and there is a sampan at the stern of the boat. This is only more than 20 miles away from Jingdong East Road." She quickly turned her head to Ye Qinglian.
, Han Qing requested with a smile.
Without waiting for the other party to respond, he turned his head again, smiled at Dou Rong, and drew his sword in his hand again, "Follow me later. Throwing knives, muskets, iron galls, boomerangs, use whatever you can."
He didn't mention asking Ye Qinglian to protect Dou Rong from escaping because he knew it would be in vain if he mentioned it. At the critical moment, Dou Rong would never leave him.
Therefore, the couple just gave it a try just like they did on the Yongxing Army Road that day. Even if the blue waves were stained with blood, it was just a smile across the sea.
"I'm going to take out Cai and kill him in front of the enemy generals." Yang Xu suddenly said a word and strode towards the cabin.
He is not Han Qing, and he is not that particular about what he does. Since the commander of the enemy ship may be Cai Zhongcheng's cousin, he will use all means to disrupt the opponent's position first.
After only taking three or five steps, a series of exciting horn-drawing sounds came to my ears, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much..."
In an instant, the sound of the conch was suppressed.
Yang Xu stopped, and Han Qing turned his head in the direction of the source of the horn sound in shock. On the southeast sea, he saw a fleet far larger than the previous one, cutting through the waves and galloping towards him.
Most of the warships were of the Goryeo style, with more than twenty half-old sand ships mixed in among them. But the tops of the sails were all fluttering red battle flags.
On the flag, there is a large character painted with silver hooks and iron that is particularly clear, "Song".
