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52 Drunken sworn

"Hmph, apart from being a bit glib, you are also quite thick-skinned. If I hadn't seen that you have some skills and may benefit the people of my Ming Dynasty, how could I pass on the secrets of the sect to an outsider!"

Xiao Weiyin said seriously.

"What! The secret of the sect!" Yang Ding was secretly surprised. He put away his smile and said seriously: "Thank you, Miss Xiao. Although I, Yang Ding, have no great ambitions, I will never pry into other people's secrets. This internal breathing method

I will forget the Fa as soon as possible, and before I forget it, I will never tell anyone about it!"

"Hmph, I'll give it to you. Where did all this nonsense come from? My sect has a lot of secrets, and I don't care about leaking one or two. But if you let me know that you will do evil in the future, I will definitely take it back with my own hands.

Something to give away!”

"Miss Xiao, please rest assured, I will never disappoint Miss Xiao in the face of major issues of right and wrong!"

"By the way, one more thing. If I pretend to be you tomorrow, you must at least give me a poem for backup. The "Magnolia Order" you wrote on Haidai Tower is so classic that I will

I don’t think I can write at this level!”

Yang Ding nodded, and after thinking for a long time, he took out the goose feather from his sleeve, dipped it in ink and wrote on the paper: ""Sauvignon Blanc·Shan Yicheng""

"One step up the mountain, one step down the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, it's late at night and there are thousands of tent lights.

The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown is shattered, my dreams are broken, and there is no such sound in my hometown."

It is still Nalan Rongruo's poems. Because Nalan Rongruo's poems are clear and graceful, with a sad feeling, high rhyme and unique characteristics, Yang Ding can only write another poem by Nalan Rongruo. In this way, the two-handed poems before

Only when the styles correspond to each other can there be no suspicion.

In addition, based on Yang Ding's understanding of Xiao Weiyin, although Xiao Weiyin was a woman, she cared about the people of the Ming Dynasty. Although he didn't know why Xiao Weiyin hated the imperial court, Yang Ding discovered that she did not really hate the Ming Dynasty after getting along with Xiao Weiyin for so long.

's imperial court.

And this song "Sauvignon Blanc·A Journey to the Mountain" was written in the 21st year of Kangxi's reign. Nalan Rongruo followed Kangxi who had just pacified Yunnan when he went out to patrol the east of Guan and pay homage to the Fengtian ancestral mausoleum. He was outside Shanhaiguan because of the fortress.

It was written by Nalan Rong when he was feeling homesick due to the wind and snow.

At that time, Nalan Rongruo was not only writing about his own homesickness, but the homesickness of the entire frontier sergeant. At the same time, it also represented Yang Ding's longing for his hometown at this moment.

At this time, the Ming Dynasty was engaged in several foreign wars. The Ming Dynasty's borders were heavily guarded, and there were several small-scale conflicts from time to time. The wars for several years caused heavy casualties to the Ming Dynasty's border soldiers and civilians.

The troops have not returned home for several years, and the season has turned cold, so this poem written by Yang Ding at this moment is simply perfect.

Xiao Weiyin stared blankly at the song "Sauvignon Blanc·A Journey to the Mountain" on the paper. Xiao Weiyin was not a person who was often in a daze, but at this moment, the knight-errant heroine was so fascinated, which was enough to show that the feelings in Xiao Weiyin's heart were still there.

Above Yang Ding!

"It's a pity, it's a pity. This word can only be used in the upper half. The lower half seems a bit weak. Yang Ding, do you also think that our Ming Dynasty is not as powerful as before after the defeat in Tumu Fort?"

Yang Ding secretly sighed that Xiao Weiyin could see so many emotions from this poem. It happened to be a coincidence that Nalan Rongruo's heroic works were often only half-full.

The same is true for "Sauvignon Blanc·Shan Yicheng", and the same is true for "Picking Mulberries·Ding Ling Ci".

When Yang Ding woke up, he felt extremely relaxed all over his body. He obviously only slept for more than two hours last night, but he felt more comfortable than the usual four hours.

Yang Ding thought about the scene where he fell asleep as soon as he lay down last night. He had never fallen asleep so quickly. Could it be because of the internal breathing method? The more Yang Ding thought about it, the more likely it was. It was not until this time that Yang Ding felt this way of breathing.

The wonder of the breathing method.

Unconsciously, Yang Ding slowly changed from abdominal breathing to internal breathing. At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open by someone from outside, and a scholar about the same height as him walked in. Yang Ding looked at it in surprise.

He glanced at this strange scholar for several times, only to think that he had seen this person before somewhere. Suddenly Yang Ding slapped his head, didn't this person look like the Xiao Ding he pretended to be on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival?

"Miss Xiao!" Yang Ding shouted tentatively.

Xiao Weiyin closed the folding fan in his hand and behaved like a handsome young man.

"How is it? How similar is it to when you were at Yuexian Tower that day?" As soon as Xiao Weiyin opened his mouth, the original voice could no longer be heard.

Yang Ding clapped his hands and laughed and said: "At least eighty the same, Miss Xiao, isn't that ginger juice smeared on your face?"

"No, if Jiang Jue is found during the day, she will definitely be discovered. Don't worry, this is specially used to disguise herself!" Xiao Weiyin said.

The two waited in the house for another hour before Gongsun Yi came to Linjiang Inn. Yang Ding invited Gongsun Yi into the house. When Gongsun Yi saw Xiao Weiyin, he couldn't help but marveled.

.

"Brother Yang, it turns out that Brother Yang didn't dress up like that randomly that day. Sure enough, there are really people who look like him in the world!" Gongsun Yi circled around Xiao Weiyin twice and only guessed that Xiao Weiyin was someone Yang Ding asked to pretend to be one of his own.

, but did not recognize that Xiao Weiyin was a woman.

"My dear, Xiao Ding, I have heard about the name Gongsun Gongzi for a long time, and today I saw that he is truly worthy of his name!"

Yang Ding interjected: "Brother Gongsun, this brother Xiao himself is surnamed Xiao, he is not an impostor!"

Gongsun Yi clapped his hands and praised: "Brother Yang's ability is impressive!"

Yang Ding smiled and said: "Brother Gongsun, let me formally introduce to you, Brother Xiao Ding, my sworn friend, second brother, this is Brother Gongsun, the head of the last child examination!"

"What, second brother? When did it happen?"

As soon as Yang Ding said this, Gongsun Yi and Xiao Weiyin were stunned and asked almost at the same time.

Yang Ding pretended to be innocent and squinted his eyes and said: "Brother Xiao and I became brothers after being drunk last night. Why did Brother Xiao forget?"

Gongsun Yi looked at the two people's reactions and couldn't help laughing. He pointed at Yang Ding and said: "Brother Yang is really uninterested. Things like sworn vows are not waiting for me!"

At this time, Xiao Weiyin felt helpless besides scolding Yang Ding for being shameless. Xiao Weiyin still underestimated Yang Ding's ability to climb the pole, and she didn't know who taught this man his abilities!

"Brother Yang and Brother Xiao, these two friends have come from afar, and I can be regarded as the host of Qingzhou Mansion. How about I take these two brothers to visit our Qingzhou Mansion today?"

"Excellent, but my belongings are still with Brother Zhou. Should we wait for Brother Zhou?" Yang Ding now has nothing, not even a change of clothes.

No, it’s really inconvenient.

Gongsun Yi said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. When we leave later, we will tell the shopkeeper and ask Brother Zhou to put Brother Yang's things at my house. I think Brother Yang and Brother Xiao won't have to stay in the inn tonight!"

"This will only bother Brother Gongsun more!"

The three of them walked out of Linjiang Inn together. Qingzhou Prefecture is one of the nine ancient states with a rich history and rich cultural resources. Qingzhou in later generations has lost its ancient style. Although Yang Ding has never been to Qingzhou before, Qingzhou at this moment

But it allowed him to see the once glorious land of Qi!

"Is that Mr. Gongsun in front of you?"

Just when a few people were tired from playing and were taking a rest, an exquisite carriage slowly stopped in front of the three of them, and the person speaking in the car was a woman, and she also had a very nice voice.

"This is Gongsun Yi. May I ask who the girl is ---"

Yang Ding only saw the carriage curtain raised, just a slight gap, because the position Yang Ding was sitting in was a bit off and he could not see the people in the carriage, but Gongsun Yi was facing the carriage, and there was a woman in the carriage.

When he opened a gap, the expression on Gongsun Yi's face instantly became unnatural.

"Su, Miss Su?" Gongsun Yi is usually such a smart person, but at this moment, Gongsun Yi seems to be a completely different person.

"Jian Jian knows that after not seeing each other for several years, Mr. Gongsun will definitely forget about Jian Jian!" There was some sadness in the voice of the woman in the car, as if she was mourning herself, but also as if she was teasing!

"No, Miss Su, I don't mean that. I mean, why is Miss Su in Qingzhou Mansion?" Gongsun Yi's expression changed several times, as if he still hadn't figured out why he saw this girl in Qingzhou Mansion.

Su Jian Jian Miss Su.

Su Jianjian said: "Our Liuying Pavilion in Beijing is going to open a branch in Qingzhou. My mother was worried, so she asked Jian Jian to come to Qingzhou to help out. Will Mr. Gongsun come to our Liuying Pavilion tonight? Tonight, it's our Liuying Pavilion."

On the grand opening day, Jian Jian will also perform a song!"

"Go, go!" Gongsun Yi seemed to have not recovered from the shock of seeing Su Jianjian, and his words were still a bit awkward!

Yang Ding couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Gongsun Yi in this state, but when he saw Xiao Weiyin on the side, he immediately endured it because Xiao Weiyin was staring at him with a warning look!

"Mr. Gongsun, are these two friends of Mr. Gongsun?"

"Yes, this is Brother Yang, and this is Brother Xiao. They are my Gongsun Yi's best friends!"

The woman in the car smiled slightly and said: "Since Young Master Yang and Young Master Xiao are friends of Young Master Gongsun, how about the two young masters coming to our Liuying Pavilion together tonight?"

Liuying Pavilion? If Yang Ding guessed correctly, Liuying Pavilion must be the name of the brothel. Because there was Xiao Weiyin among the three, Yang Ding did not answer immediately, but glanced at Xiao Weiyin.

I saw Xiao Weiyin clasping her fists very calmly and saying: "Since it is Miss Su who invites you personally, we naturally dare not refuse!"

Su Jianjian smiled sweetly in the car, and suddenly stretched out her right hand to hand out three well-carved wooden plaques, saying: "Young Master Gongsun, Young Master Yang, and Young Master Xiao, with these plaques, you can enter the Liuying Pavilion tonight.
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