It was noon, when the sun was at its head, and the streets of Nanjing were extremely lively, with the shouts of hawkers everywhere, and the crowds on the streets were one after another. For Yan Fu, he has traveled north with his father for many years, and it is not that he has never seen the world. However, compared with the depression in the north, walking on the streets of Nanjing at this time, he will still be impressed by the prosperity of the southern capital of the Ming Dynasty.

Although he is not a sailor, he still got the opportunity to come to Nanjing by boat with Jinglu - he has not yet graduated from the lecture martial arts, this time he came to Nanjing, in order to teach the soldiers under the surname of the country to use self-generated muskets, the use of self-generated muskets is somewhat different from bird guns, and today he is rarely idle, specially went into the city to visit.

After entering the city, Yan Fu found that the teahouses and wine shops here were full of Confucian students with square scarves on their heads. Some of them talk loudly, some recite poetry against each other, and some earn a lot of money in front of the public.

Seeing them, Yan Fu remembered that these people had come here to participate in the township test, although there was still a long time before the township test, it did not prevent them from coming to Nanjing. The arrival of these scholars made the whole city of Nanjing give people a special sense of impetuousness. These scholars from all over the world tried to show their talents in any way they could. Attract the famous tricks of the boat workshop in the Qinhuai River, and use this to attract the attention of the superiors, so as to expect to be appreciated, after all, it is a special period, maybe this side is appreciated, and that side can be reused.

However, this young midshipman may not have noticed that compared to those soldiers who danced and wrote. Walking on the streets with the distinctive vigor of a soldier, he can attract the attention of others even more when he shuttles through the crowd. And the red military suit with the virtue of the Great Ming Dynasty wears a silver wrapped epaulettes, and the strong chest always gives people a special feeling. It always attracts people's attention, and even some women, when they see this young man, they will blush and cast a loving look at him.

It's just that Yan Fu, who was still young, didn't notice all this, he just looked at the streets of Nanjing curiously, and even compared Qinghe and Nanjing in his heart, that is, when he was about to draw a conclusion, he suddenly heard someone playing a long song there in a roadside restaurant.

"I want to tie my hair and join the army that day, I want to be frosty and on that day, I want to be scared by the sword that day, and I want to be horizontal and Lingyun that day. The flag in front of the tent, the seal behind the waist, the peach blossom horse, the willow leaves, the shock through the Hu array. ”

Although the voice was slightly drunk, the poem was full of generosity and heroism, and Yan Fu, as a soldier, naturally liked such words. In fact, he is not a common person for this poem, a few years ago, he knew this poem from his father's mouth, and also knew that the lyricist Xia Wanchun, after the defeat of the Qing army twelve years ago and was captured, more than 30 anti-Qing righteous people generously served in Nanjing West City.

It seems that this is the West Market.

He looked up for prestige. I saw a man in a green shirt leaning on the railing of the restaurant, singing with several scholars.

"I hope to kill the situation of the day, I hope to kill the people of my homeland, I hope to kill my laughing madman, and I hope to kill my lonely minister in the East China Sea. The moon has a bye, and the wind is tight. The night is like a year, the flowers are like rain, and the hero's temples are double. There are no points in yellow flowers, and there are a few people in Danyu. Recalling the past, Wu hooked the moon, thousands of miles of wind and dust. ”

Maybe it was when everyone got together, they were a little excited, and then the man in green shirt shook his head and said:

"Cungu, you see that this southern capital has been restored, he will be able to reappear tomorrow, and you can be blind under the nine springs!"

In the man's mournful voice, tears in his eyes could be faintly seen, and the scholars around him all looked like tears raining down.

Maybe they're paying tribute to old friends!

When Yan Fu was thinking like this, the young man upstairs also noticed him downstairs, after all, the military uniform on his body was unique to the Loyal and Righteous Army. The red-eyed, drunken-faced young man shouted straight at him:

"This chief downstairs, it's better to meet by chance, it's better to come up and drink with us."

Maybe it's because I've always taken Xia Wanchun as a model, and I saw these people paying tribute to their old friends here. Yan Fu did not refuse, but replied directly:

"Thank you, brother. Then it is better to be respectful than to obey the fate. ”

After that, he boarded the restaurant. I saw that the young man just now took the initiative to greet him, and then introduced to him:

"In Dudenchun, Shimosongjiang, these are my friends. This time, we came to Nandu to participate in the township test. ”

"Yan Fu, a trainee of the Martial Arts Hall of the Loyal and Righteous Army."

Yan Fu saluted and replied,

Du Dengchun and several others were curious about the military uniform on Yan Fu's body, and even the military salute, and after the sound of the leather boots hitting the roots of the leather boots when they returned the salute, the military boots also attracted the attention of others.

They were unfamiliar with the Loyal and Righteous Army, although on the way to Nanjing, some of them had seen the Loyal and Righteous Army, but it was only the garrison of the Loyal and Righteous Army in Jiangyin, and most of them were just hearsay. Although, when passing through Changzhou, they also sighed that the strict discipline of the Loyal and Righteous Army was by no means comparable to that of ordinary soldiers, but this was the first time that they had such close contact with the Loyal and Righteous Army.

Just now, because of the song, my old friend was sad for a while, and when I saw this loyal soldier downstairs, I felt something and asked him to come up and drink. This person is also extremely heroic, which makes Du Dengchun, a young man in front of him, full of good feelings.

The chairs and chopsticks that the shopkeeper has already brought over there. The people were not polite, and after sitting down on their own, they poured wine over each other. Although he was only fifteen years old compared to these people, he was only fifteen years old, but he had already matured mentally after running around with his father for many years. And Du Dengchun and others are also only in their thirties, and they naturally have a lot of common language together. After a few glasses of wine, Yan Fu knew that Du Dengchun, Shen Yuxiao and others were all old friends of Xia Wanchun. And the reason why Du Dengchun invited Yan Fu was that he only thought it was a momentary mood at first, but after drinking a few glasses of wine, he said to Qian Mo, who was silent, on the side.

"Guang'an, do you think that if the name is in the past, how much imagination do you have?"

Their impression of Yan Fu can be described as quite good, this will be reminded by Du Dengchun, and they suddenly vaguely saw the figure of their old friend. Perhaps it was because of this familiar feeling that Du Dengchun invited him.

At first, everyone was just curious about his identity as a loyal soldier, but when everyone heard Du Dengchun say this, they all vaguely saw the young man in front of him, and his temperament was indeed somewhat similar to his deceased old friend.

"Mr. Cungu, how can it be compared to the next?"

Although Xia Wanchun was only one year older than Yan Fu when he became righteous, it did not prevent him from calling him Mr.

"In the Qinghe lecture martial arts hall, I and my classmates will read Mr. Cungu's "Nanguan Grass Collection" every day, and the bloody words in the poem are even more sighed by my generation, and please don't let your brothers and sisters do not break down!"

"Oh, you're saying that there is an ancient "Southern Crown Grass Collection" to read in Jiangbei?"

Du Dengchun and the others were immediately surprised to say that "Nanguancao" was a poem written by Xia Wanchun in prison, and then handed over to his sister for collection. But he never thought that Jiangbei had actually printed a collection of old poems.

"Of course, not only is there "Nanguan Grass Collection" to read, but also in my lecture martial arts hall, it is a book for everyone, which must be read every day, and the style of Mr. Gu really makes my generation yearn for ......"

Listening to the poetry collection of old friends printed in Jiangbei, the eyes of Du Dengchun and others all showed a look of envy.

Thinking of the loyalty of the Xia family's father and son, Yan Fu's heart suddenly rose with respect.

"Three years of detention of tourists, today and the southern crown. Infinite rivers and mountains tears, who says that the world is wide! It is known that the spring road is near, and it is difficult to say goodbye to his hometown. On the day of the return of perseverance, the spirit flag looks in the sky. ”

Chanting the song "Farewell to the Clouds", Yan Fu said again.

"If Mr. Cungu has a spirit in the sky, he will be able to look at the world today! It's a pity that the Xia family is full of loyal martyrs to the country, so that there is no queen of loyal martyrs, otherwise, the book club will send the manuscript fee to his family. ”

As soon as Yan Fu's words fell, Du Dengchun said after being a little sentimental.

"The summer gate is full of loyal martyrs, and it is a pity that such a loyal martyr's gate is extinct, but the ancient wives and sisters still exist in the world, if it is ......"

"Nine high!"

Without waiting for Du Dengchun to finish speaking, Qian Mo broke the silence and said.

"Brother Jiu, don't say anything more, so as not to disturb the sister's cultivation!"

Qian Mo then raised his glass and saluted.

"If you are so young, you can put pen to paper, and you can repay the country and make you admire it. This wine is a toast! ”

"If you are famous, you don't know, Guang'an is the brother of Cungu."

"Ahh I don't know below, please forgive me. ”

Picking up the wine glass, Yan Fu saluted in the direction of Songjiang again.

"No, this cup should be honored to Xia Cungu and other righteous soldiers and brothers who died in battle! They are the true martyrs of my Ming Dynasty! ”

With that, Yan Fu drank the wine down.

"Well said! To the true martyrs! ”

Qian Mo nodded in agreement with a serious expression, and everyone toasted one after another.

When the atmosphere seemed solemn, Du Dengchun, who had just finished the wine, said again:

"The military song should sing the big knife ring, and swear to destroy Hu Nu out of the jade pass. Only solve the battlefield and die for the country, why should the horse leather shroud be returned. ”

Then, looking at Yan Fu and said.

"The poems written by Jingluo are all heroic, only to solve the battlefield and die for the country, why should the horse leather shroud be returned to ......"

Sighing at the tragedy in this poem, he raised his glass again and said.

"Mingruo, I am just an ordinary scholar, and Mingruo is a soldier, after a brief composition of this poem, although it is Mingzhi, it can be imagined that this Northern Expedition is close at hand, this wine, both should be a foolish brother for the virtuous brother, I wish the army a successful Northern Expedition!"

Northern expedition!

In the past two days, this poem has already spread throughout the city of Nanjing, and when those scholars lamented the pessimism of the poem, there were only two words left in their minds: "Northern Expedition".

"Only solve the battlefield and die for the country, why should the horse leather shroud be ......"

Holding his wine glass, Yan Fu smiled.

"A big husband should be like this!"

"That's right, the eldest husband should be like this!"

As soon as they finished drinking, they smashed the bowl on the spot, and they roared even more.

"The eldest husband died for the country, and he died without being shaken, the Northern Expedition, the Northern Expedition ......"