Grandma Meng herself knew that there was such an old woman in some storybooks produced by the alliance when she was a child.
In my impression, she is kind-hearted, eager for justice and righteous.
He often gave sweet water to those who were thirsty.
She is a magical old lady full of positive energy.
Later, in order to commemorate her, humans invented Meng Po soup, saying that after eating a bowl, all worries will be eliminated.
But the two tea trees in front of me and the Meng Po soup that Chai Rong said were far from what I knew.
"positive energy??"
After hearing the story of Po Meng told by Ding Xiaoyi.
Chai Rong couldn't help but think of Po Meng, who was wrapped in a cloak and looked as gloomy as the old witch in fairy tales.
The scene when he grinned at himself and served himself a bowl of hot Meng Po soup.
Even a woman like Chai Rong, who is well-read in poetry and literature, could not help but shudder.
She felt that she would never want to see the old woman again if it was not necessary.
It makes me shudder every time I think about it.
I don’t know how such a frightened Po Meng in the underworld could turn into a so-called magical old lady.
The smile on his face became a little stiff for a while.
On the hillside in the distance, the old man who was watching the changes suddenly curled his lips and cursed in the confused eyes of the matchmaker: "She has such positive energy, but she is still positive? Who made up this story? It's misleading.
Is it difficult to respect tradition if you don’t have any sense of public morality?”
Ignore the incident on the hillside.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the tea in the cup, and felt more and more that the steam coming out of the tea was very fragrant.
"The so-called tea tasting is just a matter of lightly smelling the fragrance of tea. Master, after drinking Ying Zhao yesterday, you will taste Sansheng again today, and you will naturally have a different taste."
Chai Rong's voice became sweeter and sweeter, even giving herself an inexplicable sense of familiarity for no reason.
It seems very kind and familiar.
It seemed that he and she didn't just meet yesterday, but had known her for a long, long time...but he couldn't remember exactly how long.
At this time, the aroma in the tea cup gradually formed a line of white smoke, which flowed into Ding Xiaoyi's nose and into his lungs.
Gradually, Ding Xiaoyi's vision became blurry, and he was sitting there, as if he had fallen into a dream.
The scorching summer sun was baking the earth. Under a big tree, some shirtless people were sitting under it to enjoy the cool air.
"There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone.
I knew it wasn't snow from a distance because there was a faint fragrance coming."
Waves of reciting sounds came from the private school of the Chai family.
The sound was clear and loud, attracting people who were taking refuge under the trees.
Looking up, although I didn't know what it meant, I thought it was catchy.
A group of students in the library were reciting recently published poems.
At this time, the teacher turned his eyes and saw a young man sitting in the last seat from a distance, with his head buried and he didn't know what he was looking at.
He walked forward and glanced coldly, and saw the young man with his head lowered, holding a book of marksmanship and reading with gusto.
Looking at Mr., they stood beside him for a long time.
The young man didn't seem to notice it yet.
The girl on the side gently stretched out her hand and pulled the young man's sleeve.
"Hush, I haven't figured this out yet!"
The young man waved his hand to open the girl's hand and whispered, completely unaware of the glances cast towards him by the students around him.
"Hmph! If you like watching marksmanship so much, you might as well get out and don't come back again!"
Seeing this, the teacher couldn't bear it anymore, snatched the gun manual from the young man's hand, and scolded him sternly.
"ah!"
It seems that no matter in any era, when you look up and see your teacher/sister glaring at you, you will inevitably feel a chill in your heart.
The young man's face turned red and he stood up quickly.
"Look, what's the use of these gun manuals? A man should obtain a meritorious service in order to serve the court. How can a martial artist sit on top of the court?"
Faced with the harsh words and anger from my husband.
The young man's face turned slightly red at first, but when he heard what happened behind him, he became a little dissatisfied and said, "Sir, what you said is wrong!"
"Yeah!! Luo Zheng, you are so brave!"
Unexpectedly, the young man dared to contradict me. Mr. Ji stared angrily, pointed at the young man's nose and asked: "Okay, you said I was wrong, tell me where I went wrong? If you can't tell me..."
I saw the gentleman speaking and there was an extra ruler in his hand.
When the other students around him saw this, they all had sarcastic looks on their faces.
The gentleman invited by the Chai family is the most outstanding gentleman in Lin'an City. There are not many people who dare to say that he is wrong.
I'm afraid this meal of ruler will be indispensable.
But when the young man saw the ruler in his husband's hand, he puffed up his chest and said: "Studying can cultivate one's moral character and govern the country, but it cannot bring peace to the world. In today's world, the golden man bullies others too much. Naturally, men like me should be like General Yue.
Make a name for yourself on the battlefield and defend your country!"
"you!"
The gentleman was startled and then sneered: "Don't talk about General Yue. In that case, General Yue is a talented general. How can you compare with him? If you recite a poem by General Yue, you will be beaten."
Just let it go for now!”
"Uh uh..."
The boy blushed for a moment.
I couldn't speak any words.
But at this moment, there was a sound of reciting in my ears.
But the girl next to the boy stood up. Although Lang Lang's voice was childish, but every word was tenacious, he could hear a heroic spirit.
"My head is full of anger, and the rain is falling when I lean on the railing... Don't wait for the young man's head to turn white, and he is filled with sorrow... His ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when he is hungry, and he is laughing and drinking the blood of Huns when he is thirsty... He will clean up the old mountains and rivers from scratch and face the sky."
"good!"
The conclusion of the poem immediately caused a burst of applause in the library.
The gentleman holding the ruler twitched the corner of his mouth. If it were someone else taking the lead, a meal of the ruler would be inevitable.
But the girl is different.
This girl is the granddaughter of the Chai family, Chai Ronger, who is as precious as the apple of her eye.
In the final analysis, this private school is just a foil provided by the Chai family to let their daughter study.
So I can't hit you, I can only say with a straight face: "Huh, go, go, I'll make you two stand in the corner outside!"
With that said, he waved his hand and put away the ruler.
I couldn't help but recite in my heart: "Aspirations are hungry for Huns' meat, and laughing and talking are thirsty for Huns' blood." A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth inadvertently.
"As a real man, I just wish I could have been born thirty years later."
I sighed in my heart, and when I looked back, my beard suddenly became angry.
Chai Rong and Luo Zheng were seen standing in the corner. From time to time, Chai Rong's little foot kicked Luo Zheng's butt. Luo Zheng's little hand retaliated righteously, pinching Chai Rong's buttocks hard with his fingers.
For a while, the two of them were going back and forth, and from time to time, Chai Ronger's unbridled laughter could be heard.
Seeing this, the old gentleman blew his beard and simply turned his back on him. He waved his long sleeves and said, "Close the door!"
…………
Huhuhu...
On the martial arts training ground, in a blink of an eye, a young man was seen, holding a long spear. The spear tip was swept down sharply, leaving a blurry afterimage in the air, and was quickly recovered in the young man's hand.
"Luo Zheng!"
He heard a soft cry and saw a girl in white walking over carrying a bamboo basket.
"Stop practicing, I made you your favorite mung bean cake!"
"good!"
The young man agreed, but the gun in his hand moved faster and faster, and it took another half an hour before he came down.
"You stink to death. If you continue to stink like this, I will ignore you!"
"What do you know? This is manliness. You will know it later..."
The young man grinned, and without waiting for the woman to understand what he meant, he hurriedly opened the lunch box, glanced over, and the smile on his face froze for a moment.
"Ah!! Caterpillar!!"
As the young man screamed, the woman on the side was already laughing from ear to ear: "It's a shame that you still want to be a general. You're even afraid of caterpillars. You're going to make fun of people to death!"
"Chai Ronger, you stinky girl are teasing me!"
"I haven't tricked you once or twice, wooden lump."
Several guards walked past. When they saw a young man and woman chasing each other on the playground, they all gave them kind smiles and subconsciously ignored the two people's inappropriate behavior.
It seems that this scene has been seen since the two were young. It is like watching a pair of golden boys and girls grow up under his attention. The laughter of the two makes them feel a little unspeakable.
hapiness.
In this court where you and I are fighting, there is always a pleasant simplicity and expectation.
As for etiquette, screw it in this world. Who dares to say that the Chai family has no etiquette?
Under the sunset, young men and women sit together.
Eating caterpillar-shaped mung bean cake.
"You really want to join the army!"
The young man was startled, put down the mung bean cake on his lips, and nodded.
"I'm waiting for you!"
The girl did not say any more, but one sentence of "waiting for you" is worth a thousand words.
The young man's face turned a little red, and he hesitated: "It will take many years..."
"I have been waiting for you for how many years. Until you come back, we will get married!"
"Well! What if..."
"You are really Luo Suo, please change your name to Luo Suo!"
Before the young man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the girl.
Suddenly the young man grinned: "Okay, then you will know what manliness is."
However, as soon as he said these words, he was suddenly hit in the face by an embroidered shoe: "Screw your manliness. If you don't wash yourself on the wedding day, get out of bed and sleep on the floor!"
"
The young man rubbed his nose and said with an unconvinced look on his face: "That's also manly!!!"
………………
"Victory!!"
Cheers, roars!
For a moment, the sound echoed in the valley, and the young man covered in blood, his arms were still shaking faintly.
After the enemies in front of him receded like a tide.
The blood in his chest did not recede.
"Whoosh~~"
Suddenly, an arrow flew down in mid-air, instantly killing a soldier from his horse.
The sudden arrows caused a sudden burst of cheers, but did not give them any more time to react.
"kill!"
With a cry of killing, the whole ground shook.
"Fell into a trap! Withdraw!!"
The trembling sound of the ground made everyone's faces turn pale with the joy that had not yet faded away, and for a moment everyone became a mess.
"Don't panic!!"
The young general on white horse shouted as hard as he could, but except for a few close followers around him, no one listened to his orders.
Everyone was running for their lives in panic.
It looked like the army was about to be defeated.
Suddenly, he glanced around and saw the wolf flag raised on the hillside in the distance. With a flash of his eye, he summoned his trusted aide: "Follow me and charge together!!!"
As soon as the words fell, the horses under their crotches let out a sharp and shrill roar. Following a white shadow, dozens of cavalry quickly approached, like a sharp sword, rushing towards the direction of the wolf flag...
"wait for me!!!"
A flash of beauty flashed in his eyes, and as he roared, he raised the spear in his hand for a moment. In an instant, a soldier rushing down the hillside was pierced by the spear through his chest. Like a dead leaf, he was thrown into the air with the tip of the spear.