The evening breeze on Taihu Lake is gusting, mixed with the fragrance of water chestnut leaves. Even though it is a night boat trip, it does not make it any less interesting.
Duan Yu sat at the back of the boat with his head bowed, not knowing why he was so depressed.
"A small boat can be sailed on the water of Taihu Lake, both during the day and at night. The scenery is like a boat."
Suddenly, a voice came from the boat head, which attracted Duan Yu's thoughts.
"Master Jing is very affectionate. When we go boating on Taihu Lake, we are talking about the two of us. His name is Jingzhou, and this couplet is talking about this scene and himself at the same time. It's a double entendre."
Duan Yu was also a person who read poems and books. After a little thought, he figured out the meaning of Jingzhou's words.
It's just fine if you don't consider the name. His name is Duan Yu. Even if you add your own name, it doesn't reflect the mood like "Jing Zhou".
Fortunately, he is also a broad-minded person. As long as it is not too related to the "fairy sister", Duan Yu doesn't pay much attention to it. He immediately shouted: "Camellias are planted under Tianlong Temple, but flowers are not planted in spring, and flowers are not planted in autumn.
The scenery is like flowers."
He shouted this sentence loudly, as if shouting away the depression in his heart, and he admired the figure in front of him even more.
Bao BuTong boasted about being a hero, but he was full of swear words and even more nonsense. When Duan Yu thought about it, the word hero should be like the person in front of him, Yunwen and Yunwu!
That "no, no, no" Mr. Bao is really a bully.
Before, Duan Yu only knew that Jing Zhou was a master of martial arts, even more powerful than Jiumozhi, but now he never expected that Mr. Jing was also a man of temperament.
Jing Zhou smiled and said: "Master Duan is very neat. The scenery outside Tianlong Temple is indeed beautiful and beautiful like flowers."
Duan Yu knew that he was just a little bit wrong, so he hurriedly said: "Young Master Jing is overly praised. I just don't know why I was so depressed before, but it was Young Master Jing's couplet that pulled me back. It made Young Master Jing laugh."
Duan Yu then laughed at himself: "Duan Yu, Duan Yu, you are just trying to gain fame..."
Jingzhou guessed what Duan Yu was thinking, and thought to himself: "Have I not seen enough of the ugly things your boy has done? I was listening to the story about the Perfume Pavilion, and compared with you kowtowing to the statue of Li Qiushui a hundred times, but you still can't
Not worth mentioning!"
"The moonlight moves the boat away, and the night is quiet and the soul returns to sleep." Duan Yu said a poem, then opened his mind and began to appreciate the night view of Taihu Lake.
Although the night was dark at this time, there were lights on the lake, and boats were coming and going, and the sound of silk and bamboo could be heard on it.
This kind of scene was something Duan Yu had never seen before in Dali.
The prosperity and wealth of Wu land can be seen from this.
Jingzhou knew that what Duan Yu was reading was a poem by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty, but for some reason, there were many poems left by ancients over the past hundreds of years, but there were not many poems praising the beauty of Taihu Lake, and Wang Changling's poem "Autumn Evening at Taihu Lake"
", is one of the few songs that is quite famous.
Although Dali is a small country, it learns about Han culture everywhere, and Duan Yu is also very knowledgeable, which made Jing Zhou secretly nod.
It's not like that guy Murong Fu, who dreamed of reviving his country all day long, but couldn't read a single Chinese character.
If it weren't for the fierce fighting among the eighteen princes during the Three Kingdoms period, which resulted in the tragic situation of nine empty houses and no crowing roosters for thousands of miles, would An Neng be able to have the following five chaotic Chinese?
During the Three Kingdoms period, Murong Fu's ancestors were just members of the Xianbei tribe in Liaodong.
Not to mention his ancestors, but also the entire Xianbei, were so suppressed by Gongsun Zan's Baima Congyi that they could not lift their heads.
However, Murong Fu looked down on Han culture, but he did not know that his Xianbei clan had not even inherited half of its writing.
Thinking of the purpose of this trip, Jingzhou said, "Master Duan, what are your plans next?"
Although he left Wang Yuyan and others, Duan Yu's heart was still full of reluctance. After hearing Jing Zhou's words, he hesitated for a moment, not knowing where to go next.
If I go back to Dali, I don't know what year or month I want to see Miss Wang again.
Duan Yu thought for a while and said hesitantly: "I want to visit Gusu first. The book says that Suzhou and Hangzhou are the most beautiful places in the world. Now that I'm here, it would be a pity not to experience it.
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Jingzhou nodded and said, "That's all right, but Mr. Duan should write a letter first to explain the situation here so that your uncle and others can feel at ease."
Anyway, Shi Shiyu escaped from Jiumozhi's hands at this time, so Jingzhou's trip can be regarded as fruitful.
No matter how Duan Yu escaped, as long as he wrote a letter stating his safety, the agreement he had made with the monks of Tianlong Temple would be fulfilled.
Duan Yu clapped his hands vigorously, suddenly woke up, and said loudly: "What Mr. Jing said is true! I still need to write a letter stating my safety."
Jingzhou smiled and said, "That's how it should be."
At this time, the boat didn't know where it was going. Jing Zhou saw a village in the distance and the lights were connected together, like a fire dragon. He secretly remembered it in his heart, stepped on the bow of the boat with his toes, and the boat shot forward.
go.
Duan Yu let out an "ouch" and stumbled, almost losing his seat and falling out of the boat.
Seeing that Jingzhou was still standing there, not even moving, he couldn't help but ask: "How did Mr. Jing make the boat move so fast?"
Jingzhou smiled and said: "It's just a little trick to use the internal energy. The internal energy in your body is enough. As long as you can control them at will, you can do this."
"I can too?"
Duan Yu exclaimed, he didn't expect that he had such ability.
Jing Zhou said: "Of course it is. Didn't you use the Six Meridians Divine Sword in Tianlong Temple before? Do you know that this Six Meridians Divine Sword has the reputation of being the best swordsman in the world, and it is not that easy to practice it."
Hearing Dao Jingzhou praise Duan's unique skills, Duan Yu was naturally extremely happy and echoed: "It's no wonder that the great monk tried every means to seize the Six Meridians Divine Sword."
Jing Zhou said: "So since you can use the Six Meridians Divine Sword, your physical strength already has an internal strength that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve in a lifetime. Several of your elders in Tianlong Temple are just the ones who have trained their own swordsmanship."
"How...how can I...have such power?"
Duan Yu couldn't believe it. If he was really good at martial arts, how could he be captured by Jiumozhi?
Not to mention Jiumozhi, even with that annoying Bao, he was definitely no match.
"Do you think the kung fu I gave you before was ordinary kung fu? Beiming Shen Kung is one of the three secret arts of my Xiaoyao sect. It can absorb people's internal energy for your own use. You don't know how many people's internal energy has been absorbed into your body at this time.
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After finishing speaking, Jing Zhou pointed behind Duan Yu.
"Ah!"
Duan Yu yelled, feeling that his chest was extremely tight, as if something was about to jump out of it, and then he felt a stream of heat flowing from his chest towards his arms. He couldn't help but raise his arms, and pointed them forward, "chi"
With a sound, a sharp sword energy shot out.
"Boom!"
The sword energy connected with the lake surface and suddenly made a loud noise, causing a huge splash of water...