Peerless Pirates

The season has entered autumn, and the weather in Guizhou is already cool. Read the full version of Sheep in Wolf's Clothing in the online game. Riding out of the city, the morning breath makes people feel particularly cool.

"Brother Zheng, Qu Yuan's hometown is at the foot of Woniu Mountain, which is still more than twenty miles away. Although the road is winding, it is not difficult. There is a Quzi Temple there for people to pay homage to." Zu Jie pointed ahead. , while introducing Song Zheng.

Song Zheng nodded and said with a smile, "Zigui, Zigui, the name comes from Qu Yuan. If you are lucky enough to come here, you must pay homage to it." Since he was going to stay in Zigui for some time, Song Zheng also wanted to take the opportunity to visit the historical sites.

"Brother Zheng is somewhat similar to Mr. Fan. I heard from people that the original Quzi Temple was dilapidated. After Mr. Fan came, he mobilized the squires to renovate it and assigned local villagers to take care of it. Every year around the Dragon Boat Festival, Mr. Fan also I want to go there to worship."

"Oh? Mr. Fan is really a refined scholar. This move is of great merit." Song Zheng was a little surprised.

At this time, a pleasant voice came from behind, "It is indeed true. Mr. Fan deserves to be the number one martial artist in Da Qi, and he can be called a Confucian general! I wonder if there is an ancestral hall in the hometown of Zhaojun, who also belongs to Zigui?"

Zu Jie frowned slightly, glanced behind him, and then looked at Song Zheng with a smile. He wanted to refute Su Chan, saying that Brother Zheng was the number one martial artist, but he didn't have the nerve to speak.

Song Zheng turned around and said with a smile, "Did the Su family want to go to Mingfei Village by the Xiangxi River? They are going in the wrong direction."

Today, Su Chan is dressed in a white short coat and a plain belt around her waist. Her figure is even more elegant. Coupled with her bright face and straight nose, she looks absolutely charming. Zu Jie did not dare to look at it, but the sergeants who followed him did. They all secretly looked at the buttocks and breasts on the horse. Su Chan's maid, Xiaoyun, who provoked her, glared at the sergeants from time to time. This girl wore double buns and short clothes. Although her figure was not bad, her face was cold. Arrogant, the soldiers quickly bowed away as soon as they met her gaze, and even hunched over.

"'Thousands of mountains and valleys go to Jingmen, and Mingfei still has a village.' The number one scholar went to Quzi Temple instead of Mingfei Village, but he didn't look down on our daughter's home?" Su Chan came to the horse's belly and caught up. , got in between the mounts of Zu Jie and Song Zheng.

Zu Jie became more and more embarrassed and said quickly, "Brother Zheng, let me go to the front to check the road." After that, he waved his riding whip and jumped to the front.

Song Zheng couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. His brother was unparalleled in archery, but he was as afraid of beautiful women as a tiger. It was really funny to watch.

Since leaving the ship, Song Zheng's mood has improved a bit, and he is also interested in acting with Su Chan. After all, if you want to pretend to be a "romantic envoy", you can't ignore beauty as nothing. A famous prostitute like Su Chan is indeed It is pleasing to the eye: he is very proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry, and poetry. Coupled with this face, I don’t know how many young men in Jiangning City are driven crazy.

There are so many people who are obsessed with Su Chan, but none of them can be the guests. Before Jiang Kui's accident, no one dared to use force; but after Jiang Kui's accident, those frivolous young men were warned by their families, and they did not dare to get close to each other. , for fear of getting into any trouble, even Zhu Youzhan, who admired him, gave up his mind. As a result, although Su Chan was very famous, no one came forward, and it became a strange scene in Jiangning City. Song Zheng once guessed that this was The reason why Su Chan wanted to follow him into Sichuan.

"Mr. Song, you haven't answered my question yet!" Su Chan squeaked, her girlish demeanor making Song Zheng's heart skip a beat.

"The Su family has wronged Song. How dare Song look down on his daughter's family. Zhaojun went to the fortress to make peace and won decades of peace for the Han people. His contribution will last for a long time. Our descendants cannot praise him too much. If it were not so, Du Gongbu didn’t say anything about composing the poem you just recited.”

"This is a touching statement. Our daughter's family has always been compared to beauty and disaster by the defenders of the right path, but they ignore the achievements made by our daughter's family." Su Chan looked indignant.

"Why are you so generous? Justice comes naturally to people. For example, I admire Zhaojun very much."

"Do you admire the beauty's fame?"

Song Zheng rubbed the back of his head, but was too embarrassed to deny it. Among the four beauties, which one is not the object of people's fantasies? They are obviously the rise and fall of history, and there are also some hormonal factors. Even some bad scholars, using the four The erotic paintings of great beauties were quite popular.

Su Chan pouted and said, "You are also a pervert!"

"Is admiring beauty a thing of lust?" Song Zheng said with a bitter smile, "Does that mean that all men in the world are lustful?"

"It's not a good thing anyway. The ones who suffer are our daughter's family, Quanfang Reading. Look at those four beauties, which one is not a tragedy?"

Song Zheng coughed dryly and said, "Xi Shi and Fan Li went boating on the lake, and the ending is considered happy."

Su Chan hummed softly, "For the sake of Gou Jian's dominance, Fan Li gave away his beloved as a plaything. Did he ever think about the sadness in Xi Shi's heart?"

"This..." Song Zheng was speechless for a moment. He had never thought about this.

"Diao Chan doesn't know her whereabouts, Yang Yuhuan died in Mawei, and this Wang Zhaojun first served his father and then his son in a foreign country. How sad? Even this place, Zigui, is stained with the blood and tears of Qu Yuan's sister. Doesn't it make people sad? How sad is this?" At this point, Su Chan's eyes gleamed with tears.

There are several theories about the origin of the name Zigui. The most famous one is Qu Yuan's sister. "Shui Jing Zhu" says, "Qu Yuan had a wise sister who heard that Yuan was exiled and also came back... so it was named Zigui." "Zi" means "Qu Yuan". It is "Sister". It is said that this sister later heard the news of Qu Yuan's death and called him every day, even coughing up blood and dying of depression.

Song Zheng was speechless. He has a modern soul and naturally knows that in the long feudal society, women have been burdened with too many bitter tears. Although Su Chan is a prostitute, this view is quite suitable for Song Zheng appetite.

Seeing that Song Zheng was speechless, Su Chan looked at Song Zheng resentfully and murmured, "Isn't it true that the dignified scholar only worships Quzi Temple and Mingfei Village?"

Song Zheng was surprised and said, "We will stay in Zigui for a few more days. After paying homage to Quzi, we will go to Zhaojun's hometown. Or if you don't want to go to Quzi Temple, we will go to Xiangxi instead."

Su Chan was stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes shining brightly. She said so much this time, and she was trying to vent her anger. After all, since Su Chan was on the boat in Tangtu (Song Zheng certainly didn't dare to take her directly from After Jiang Ning left), Song Zheng had been honest with her all the way. Even if he was "acting", he always felt that there was something between the two of them. Therefore, when he talked about Zhaojun, he didn't feel sad. After hearing this, she was filled with emotion. But she didn't expect that Song Zheng was so "soft". Not only did he speak for the woman, but he was also willing to accompany her to the stream. She was so moved that she could no longer hold back her tears. Turned into pearls and rolled down.

Song Zheng rubbed his hands repeatedly, "This..." If it was his woman, he could have taken her over to comfort her, but with Su Chan, he was really at a loss what to do.

"Miss!" The maid Yun'er rushed up, glared at Song Zheng fiercely, and then hurriedly handed Su Chan a silk scarf.

Song Zheng smiled awkwardly, rode forward, and caught up with Zu Jie in front.

"Brother Zheng, what's wrong with Miss Su?"

"Don't worry about her. But women and villains are difficult to raise. If you are close, you will feel inferior, and if you are far away, you will resent her!"

"Oh!" Zu Jie nodded as if he understood, but had no intention of introducing the scenery to Song Zheng.

Quzi Temple is located on a slope at the foot of Woniu Mountain. There are still remaining ancient city walls around it. The mountains are like arms, embracing this place where the saint was born. The green mountains are green, the birds are chirping and insects are chirping, and it is a beautiful scene.

The ancestral hall is not big, about the size of three rooms. The houses and roads are paved with green bricks. When they heard the sound of horse hooves of Song Zheng and others, two villagers in green cloth came out of the ancestral hall and greeted Song Zheng and others. say hello.

Zu Jie gave them half a tael of silver and asked them to retreat. He also ordered the sergeants to guard outside, and then led Song Zheng and Su Chan into the ancestral hall.

In the middle of the ancestral hall is a statue of Qu Yuan. There is a candle and fruit incense burner on the table in front of the statue. There is nothing unusual about all the furnishings.

Song Zheng glanced at the statue. It was a thin middle-aged man with a tall figure and deep eyes, looking directly at the door. He was stroking his beard with his left hand and holding a bamboo book in his right hand. He was wearing a long gown with fluttering belt and waist. There is also a painting of a sachet of chives.

After looking up and down, Song Zheng went to look at the inscription on the stone tablet next to him. The inscription was written by Fan Zhitong, and roughly described the reasons for rebuilding the ancestral hall, as well as the officials and gentry who helped, etc. The surrounding walls were filled with verses of memorial verses. .It seems that many literati have already been here.

Song Zheng did not kneel down to worship. Instead, Su Chan knelt down solemnly and bowed her head to the ground. Song Zheng did not laugh at her. Although he believed that respect only existed in his heart, he dared to kneel down to others, but he did not I object to this way of expression from others.

"Brother Zheng, do you want to write something too?" Zu Jie brought the pen over, with some dipped ink on it.

Song Zheng shook his head, "The price for the statue of Qu Zi to stand here is that he threw himself into the Miluo River. He has been loyal and admired through the ages; he has been awake and worried all his life. I am not qualified to write any poems here."

"What a saying: 'loyalty through the ages, admiration through the ages; sobriety and sorrow throughout the life.' Why should you be humble? Even if you don't write it on the four walls, it would be good to write it down and burn it to Qu Zi, so that he knows that he is not alone in his path!" Su Cicada stood up and said Yingying.

Song Zheng pondered for a moment, "Well, I'll just write and borrow a couplet from someone else." After saying that, Song Zheng took the pen and started writing on the desk next to the door. After a while, a couplet appeared on the paper. Above: "In the great festivals, we admire loyalty, breathe out the rainbow, and sing the Nine Chapters of Heavenly Questions with great force; cultivate the power to bring peace and order to chaos, keep our ambitions in the country, and be legacy to all generations, and praise Li Sao." There are three small characters written below, "Zhao Puchu".

"Huh? Who is Zhao Puchu? This couplet is very well written!" Su Chan said in surprise.

"A learned man who admired Qu Zi." Song Zheng didn't explain much. This couplet was originally inscribed by a later generation, Zhao Puchu, in Qu Yuan Temple in Zigui. Song Zheng thought it was very good, so he took it directly.

Su Chan thought about it for a while, and then wrote a poem of mourning for Wu Jue, which was burned in front of the hall together with Song Zheng's calligraphy.

The whole tour didn't last long, and everyone set out on their way back. Song Zheng and Su Chan were both immersed in the thoughts of history, and didn't speak for a long time. After turning around the foot of the mountain, Song Zheng and others set foot on the flat road.

At this time, words such as Qu Yuan and King Huai of Chu were still swirling in Song Zheng's mind. Suddenly, Zu Jie yelled, "Who!"

Song Zheng hurriedly raised his head and saw birds flying in the forest on the slope of the road. From behind a rock more than twenty feet away, a sharp arrow shot out quickly, arriving in front of Song Zheng in an instant.