You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!

Sitting down at the table, Weng poured a large cup of hot water on himself, and couldn't care about the hot mouth. After drinking it, the warm water flowed to the stomach, and it warmed up the cold limbs.

"Don't you, are you okay?" Defoe was scared by his pale face.

Wen Yan shook his head, his mind was in a mess, and he was too confused. He waved his hand and let Daifu go out first. He kept his own person in the room.

Holding a cup of hot water, the water vapor smashed, and heard the details of what happened in the last life.

Sifang Town is far away from the capital, and its location is remote. After the former family property was invaded by Wen Bo Li, he was trapped in his livelihood every day. Many things are not clear. Only a few things that can be impressed are the big things in those years. Especially in the four-year rebellion of Pingchu’s four-year drought and peaceful five years, he remembers it very clearly.

In the four years of Pingchu, there was almost no rain in the whole Dachu. From the beginning of the year, the drought began to show signs. In the autumn, the crops in the field were dying in large areas, and the fields were not harvested. Many people can only rely on the surplus of food saved in the previous year.

However, the drought has not been relieved until the Pingwu five years. The previous year, the grain has not been harvested, resulting in a sharp increase in food prices. The people who have run out of surplus food have no way to go. Many people can only rely on the bark of barnyard roots, of which starve to death. People are countless.

The second prince Chu Shaohua is taking advantage of this opportunity to fight against the people in the waters of the banner of the uprising, pointing to the emperor of the dynasty for political imperfections, God sent a penalty.

Chu Shaohua was prepared, and the country was in the midst of a disaster-ridden order. The imperial court could not take care of it. The Yijun took the opportunity to occupy the south side and confronted the capital city through a Lijiang River.

The Nanming County where Sifang Town is located is in the territory occupied by the Rebels. However, the square towns are remote and not rich. Apart from the drought, the war is rarely affected. Some of the news that Weng learned has also changed from outside. Passed over.

The domestic disasters are frequent, the people are not happy, the court is self-sufficient in order to save the disaster, and the righteous army has taken the opportunity to expand, attracting a lot of people to join, and pressing the capital city Qingyang step by step. If there is not a king to bring troops to the chaos, perhaps the emperor of the big Chu will be replaced.

At that time, Wen Yan heard people say that the king of the king had brought the soldiers and horses from the side to fight, and the army was defeated by the army. In the end, because of the lack of food and grass, he could only reincarnate and let the army have a chance to survive.

The capital of the capital city is empty, the food must be divided into disasters, and the army is insufficiency. The king can only take the soldiers to guard the north of the Lijiang River and confront the two sides.

The Rebels feared that the King of War was prestigious and did not dare to take the initiative to attack. The two sides maintained a stalemate for two years. Until the seven years of Pingchu, the capital finally annihilated the rebel army.

However, after the drought and the ravages of the war, the big Chu was devastated, the people were not happy, and the foreigners took the opportunity to commit crimes. Until the death of Wen, the big Chu did not settle down.

Find out the pen and paper, and record what you will remember.

He has never had any great ambitions. He has also considered his own small family since he was born again. He prevented his sister from jumping into the fire pit of Jiaojia, exposing the true face of Wen Bo Li, and holding the family belonging to Fu Jia... He thought he could hold his family. It is.

Although the world outside is chaotic, it is still stable for the small town of Sifang. As for the big things in the country, he knows that he is not the piece of material, and he is not willing to participate. As long as he can hold his own small house, he will be satisfied. .

But things are obviously not as simple as he thought. Unintentional actions have produced a series of changes. He doesn't know which part of the problem is wrong, but the change starts from the square town. He can only record the trajectory of the previous world, and then be careful. Then carefully walk out of your next step.

The last life was filled with a full ten pages of paper. All the things he could remember, personally experienced, and hearsay were recorded one by one. He looked at the books that had not been dried up, and Wen’s carefully hid it. In the mezzanine of the bed, I put it together with my own small vault.

These things have not happened yet. He does not know if there will be any changes in the future. The only thing he can do is to live now.

*****

On March 15th, it is advisable to worship.

Put on a solemn dress, long hair was put into the crown, watching the young and straight-eyed boy in the bronze mirror, smelling the lips, the innocent childishness in the eyes has gradually been replaced by restrained and calm, slowly took a breath He was so solemn, and as Fu Youqin went to the temple.

In addition to the worship of the annual festival, Fu Jiaxuantang has not been opened for a long time, and the wooden door emits a heavy squeaking sound, slowly opening to both sides.

The old celebrities who were invited to witness were solemnly forwarded, and after reading the lyrics aloud, the genealogy was invited out.

Fu's genealogy is not thick, it is a thin one. Since the first generation of the family, Fu has the rules of unruly. It has been passed down for generations. This unwritten rule still remains, so the people of Fu’s family are not prosperous.

Wen Yan took the instructions of the old man, and before the ancestor's tablet three or three times, after the ceremony, the old grandfather sang and sang, and then he took the pen to put the word "Fu Yu" into the genealogy.

After the ceremony was completed, it was already in the middle of the day, and the genealogy was carefully collected. The old man looked at the tall and straight face and gently patted his shoulder. Shen Sheng said: "Since I changed back to Fu Surname, Fu family will rely on your shoulders to shoulder up, don't let down your mother's pains."

"I know." Wen Xinzhuang should focus on the next.

After the ceremony, the sound of lively firecrackers sounded outside. The "Wenjia" plaque above the gate of the mansion was taken down. It was the piece of Fu’s plaque, hung with red satin, and re-hung it above the gate in the sound of the festive drums.

Wen Yan looked at the new redwood gold plaque, and the heavy cloud that had been pressed against his head had finally slowly spread out.

The old plaque that was replaced was taken down by the next person, and I heard the two big characters of Fu Fu, which was above the door, and the smile of the corner of the mouth could not be pressed anyway.

......

After the sacrifice, there was a banquet in the afternoon. The guests were all friends and relatives of the ceremony. Wen Wei was under the guidance of Fu Youqin, and he took a lap of wine, and he found some vacant seat.

"Congratulations." Chu Xiangtian was also invited to observe the ceremony. When he finally got free, he came over and talked to him.

Wen Yan bent his eyes, his black eyes were a little drunk, "I can thank you today."

Chu Xiangtian touched him with a glass of wine, "Drink a cup?"

"thank you."

Weng’s toast touched him and drunk the wine in the cup. His eyes were reddish and his face was happy.

"Today is a good day, you drink with me."

The drunken man poured a glass of wine on Chu Xiangtian. He smelled a cup and drank a cup. The previous wine was inspired. He even spoke with his tongue. The vague words were a little nasal, soft and soft.

Chu Xiangtian could not resist such an invitation, took the jug and sat opposite him to accompany him to drink.

Wen Hao’s drink is not good. After a pot of wine has not been finished, he has already fallen to the top. He stumbles on Chu Xiangtian’s shoulder and flies two blush on his cheeks. His drunken eyes are always unwilling to close. The cockroach swayed at Chu Xiangtian’s neck and whispered “I am so happy”.

Chu Xiangtian was helplessly tapping on his back. He was really happy to see it, but then let him arch down, his evil fire should be hooked out, and only the teenagers who are still talking nonsense can only be hugged. Start sending people back to the yard.

The next few people are busy in front, but the East Court is quietly, put people on the bed, Chu Xiangtian went out to the water to wipe his face.

As soon as he returned, he saw the drunken man twisting and holding the bedpost and standing up. His robe was pulled by him in a random way, revealing a large chest.

Seeing that Chu Xiangtian came in, he stopped the action, and the committee succumbed to his lips, "Hot."

Chu Xiangtian’s forehead was straight, and he was going to be killed by him. He took a deep breath and placed the basin in his hand on the table. Chu gave him a heavy robe before he went to heaven, leaving only one Layer coat.

The drunk man was still dissatisfied with the "good heat", Chu Xiangtian regardless of his complaints, gave him the uniform to wear the shirt, and put the man tough on the bed.

He loosened his hand, smelled and raised his head, and muttered: "Thirsty."

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

Pinch the nose, Chu rubbed his teeth and poured a glass of water to feed him.

The request was fulfilled, and Weng was like a well-behaved little beast, clutching Chu Xiangtian’s wrist, and screaming and drinking with his hand.

Drinking water should always stop, Chu Xiangtian thought, let out a tone and turned to wipe the towel to wipe his face.

It’s a pity that people who are drunk are unreasonable. They smell for a while, don’t know what to expect, and they struggle to get up. Chu Xiangtian can only wipe his face indiscriminately, and he will be the little drunk half. Holding in his arms, he banned his movements in one hand, patted his back on his back, and whispered in his mouth.

The drunken man tossed for a while, estimated to be tired, and then his sleeping sleeves gradually fell asleep.

The man in his arms was quiet, Chu looked down at him, and blinked his eyes. The thick ciliary feathers trembled slightly, and the mouth of his mouth was still moving.

"I will really toss people." Squeezing his nose, Chu Xiangtian gently put people back on the bed, pulled the quilt to him to put his belly up, before going to the front to find a blessing to take care of him.

He still has something to do today, otherwise he would be happy to take care of the drunk young master.

Borrowing a horse from Fu Jia, Chu rushed to the outside of Sifang Town.

The defending man has been waiting for a long time, left and right, and so on, he is not coming, he is impatiently squatting, "Why don't you come yet?!"

"Come here!" Yang Dashi pointed his eyes and pointed at the dust that was rolling in the distance. "It's there."

Chu Xiangtian rushed over with the horse. The defending officer will send the prisoner back to the capital today. He has to come and send a ride.

Struggling with the reins, Chu turned to the sky and turned down the horse, the dust from the horseshoe slammed the defending face.

"..." The defending face is not fast. "How come you?"

Chu Xiangtian said that something was delayed.

The defending snorted and said: "On the horse, we have to speed up our journey to get back to the capital as soon as possible."

Chu Xiangtian did not move, slightly narrowed his eyes, "I will not go back."

Defending: "???"

"When the case is finished, what do you want to stay here?" He looked suspiciously, Chu Xiangtian, "Is it a addiction to be a bandit?"

He said that Chu Xiangtian, a very unreasonable barbarian, was simply wasted not to be a bandit.

"I stayed naturally and have something to do with me." Chu Xiangtian did not want to say more, waved his hand and rushed. "There are Yang Dashi who escorted you, can't get out of the way, go back and help me with a word, just say that I have I will return to the capital city for a while."

Wei Wei’s jumping feet, “I don’t bring it.”

Chu Xiangtian: "If you don't take it, forget it, wait for me to go back and say."

Defending: "..."

After a few laps of anger, Wei Wei said: "There is always something for the gold mine to go back to cross."

Chu Xiangtian snorted and pointed to Zhou Chuanqing who did not speak. "Is it not going to go back with you?"

Zhou Chuanqing coughed softly and said: "I told the defending, I have to stay for a while."

"What are you doing here?" Chu Xiangtian frowned and squinted at him.

Zhou Chuanqing laughed and learned his tone and said: "I am staying, naturally I have something to do."

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

The defending champion was impatient with them and turned over the horse. "You two must have someone to go back with me."

Chu Xiangtian does not hesitate to refer to Zhou Chuanqing, "Chen Qing will go back with you."

Zhou Chuanqing’s mouth was pumping. “I don’t go back.”

Chu Xiangtian used his chin to see him. "This is an order."

Zhou Chuanqing: "..."

"Break the wind." Desperately waved to two friends, Chu Xiangtian a clip of the horse's belly, like a time to roll away with smoke.

Zhou Chuanqing and Wei Wei face each other.

The defending champion raised the whip. "Let's go."