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On this day, Qin Mu tried several illegal officials in Duyun for missing the itinerary and missing the stay, so he could only stop the boat and stay overnight by the river at dusk.

In addition, after passing Changsha, due to the narrowing of the river, you can only change to a small boat, the conditions are a little difficult, but with Qin Mu's considerate care, no matter how bitter Yang Zhi is, she is also willing to eat.

Along the way, there are a large number of people on the shore to investigate and secretly visit, picketing illegality, once there is evidence, Qin Mu will hold a public trial meeting in the local area, all the people can watch the public trial process on the spot, the trial of the case strives to be open and transparent, fair and fair, in order to win the hearts of the people, deter lawlessness.

However, Qin Mu has limited time, and he often rushes away immediately after the trial, so it often happens that he misses the accommodation.

The accompanying escorts had long been accustomed to it, and the ships were all prepared with food, and as soon as the ship docked, everyone had a clear division of labor, and they were busy, and soon the smoke of cooking rose from the shore, and in a short time a simple but delicious dinner was served.

The warm sunset has not yet set, the river is meandering, the northern peaks block the cold winter wind, the river valley is warm like spring, and various trees such as green pines and ancient banyan trees on the bank are mixed together, and the canopy is towering and lush.

Qin Mu asked people to set up a small table in the bow of the boat, and put a small muddy red stove on it, a pheasant was stewed in the stove, and some water tofu was added, the chicken soup was boiling, and the aroma was overflowing, and there was also a basket, with fresh chicken leg mushrooms on the left and green vegetables on the right. Plus a small pot of daughter red. This is the dinner of the three of Qin Mu.

"Lady, come, drink this half bowl of soup first." Qin Mu picked up the bowl and wanted to feed his own lady.

Yang Zhi shook her head and said in a pleading tone: "Husband, I really can't drink it, I want to eat vegetables." ”

"This is not good, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about our children, drink quickly."

When it came to the child, Yang Zhi had to compromise obediently. Reluctantly opened his mouth.

While feeding his own lady, Qin Mu said to Dong Xiaowan: "Don't be stunned, you can eat quickly." ”

Having said that, Qin Mu was busy feeding Yang Zhi, and he didn't care about eating, Dong Xiaowan didn't even have an official identity now, even if she was given a name, at most she would be a concubine, and she could eat at the same table with her mother, which was already an unprecedented thing. Now that Qin Mu hasn't moved her chopsticks, how can she eat it herself?

"Master, let me wait for Mrs., Master, you eat first."

Dong Xiaowan's voice was tactful and listening, especially between the beds, and a "master" was called, which not only was not disgusting, but could make people's bones fall off.

Yang Zhi hurriedly said, "Husband, let the concubine come by herself." If it goes on like this, the concubine"

"You're worried you're going to be spoiled, aren't you? Haha! ”

Yang Zhi's fragrant jade face was very happy, but she also knew that she couldn't persuade him, so she hurriedly drank half a bowl of soup. So that Qin Mu can eat by himself.

After dinner, the three of them went ashore for a walk, and the mountains to the west were full of red clouds, and the sky to the east had turned a pale ochre color. Hundreds of birds in the mountains returned to their nests, singing in a clear voice, and the evening breeze blew the skirts of the two daughters. Wan Tingting's posture can't help but remind people of Empress E.

When Emperor Shun toured the south, Empress E and Nuying chased them to the edge of Xiangshui, leaving a story of Aiqing that has been praised through the ages. Thinking of the ancient tales, looking at the Xiangshui, Qin Mu said casually:

White clouds fly on Jiuzhi Mountain,

The emperor rode the wind under Cuiwei.

A thousand tears of spotted bamboo,

Hongxia Wanduo Hundred Heavy Clothes.

Dongting waves surging with snow,

Long Island people sing moving poems.

I want to dream because of it,

The country of Furong is full of sunrise.

The two girls looked back when they heard the voice, and saw Qin Muzheng looking at them with a smile, and the two delicate flowers blushed in shame. Because the meaning of the first four lines of this poem is: There are blank clouds fluttering on Jiuzhi Mountain, and two concubines are flying down the mountain in the breeze. Tears shimmered on the green bamboo branches, and patches of red glow were woven into gorgeous clothes like the wind.

Judging from the smile in Qin Mu's eyes at the moment, he clearly compared the second daughter in front of him to Empress E. How can Yang Zhi and Dong Xiaowan not be ashamed? What woman in this world dares to compare herself to the Empress E?

The story of Emperor Shun and Empress E's daughter is very poignant, but in Qin Mu's mouth, a gorgeous and uplifting rhyme is added to the poignant.

The predecessors had a lot of poems reciting Empress E's daughter, like Gao Biao in the Tang Dynasty: Emperor Yu did not return when he toured south, and the two concubines complained about the clouds and water. How much do you know about blood and tears at that time? Until now, the bamboo is still spotted.

On the whole, most of the poems of the predecessors have a sad and poignant taste, and they often make people sad and depressed after reading.

However, this poem by Qin Mu is completely different, this poem is not only poignant, crying and crying, but also the vigorous brushstrokes continue to expand the situation, and finally introduce the poetry into a vast realm.

It can be said that even the poignant story of Empress E's daughter Ying was written by Qin Mu with an exciting kingly style, and it was exciting to hear.

Back in the cabin, Dong Xiaowan hurriedly sharpened the ink, recorded the poem just now with Juanxiu's small letters, and added tea to Qin Mu, and then went to play chess with Yang Zhi.

Qin Mu was alone under the lamp to review some of the documents sent by Yan Gaofei, the territory is big, although Zhuge Min and Li Yuan have been arranged to be in charge of the north and south of Huguang respectively, but there are some major affairs that still need him to make decisions himself.

It took an hour to let Yan Gaofei get on the ship again to send the official document back overnight, but Yan Gaofei brought the news that Qin Liangyu's soldiers were defeated and ready to kill himself, and he was rescued by his disciples.

Qin Liangyu was defeated, a seventy-year-old woman with 3,000 soldiers, without a single soldier and reinforcement, the 300,000 rebels on the opposite side were outnumbered, and the defeat was reasonable. Kuizhou is lost, the gate of the eastern Sichuan portal, and the entire land of Bashu will become Zhang Xianzhong's bag.

This is a sad microcosm of the Ming Dynasty, if the big Sichuan, but only a gray-haired old woman is left to meet hundreds of thousands of rebels.

In the original history, the Battle of Kuiguan was the sound of Qin Liangyu, a strange woman through the ages, and also the sound of Sichuan Zuihou, and even the sound of the entire Ming Dynasty. From then on, until the fall of Beijing, the entire Ming Dynasty never organized such a singing and weeping resistance.

Hearing the news, Yang Zhi and Dong Xiaowan had no intention of playing chess again, and looked depressed.

The cabin is narrow, Dong Xiaowan has nowhere else to live, and when she sleeps on the boat overnight, she can only sleep with Qin Mu and the others. The boat swayed gently with the waves, and the small cabin was warm, Qin Mu hugged two stunning beauties, and the delicate jade body was attached to him on the left and right, and he gently rubbed Dong Xiaowan's soft pepper milk with one hand, but he couldn't give birth to any evil thoughts in his heart, as if this was just a habitual action.

Qin Liangyu is seventy years old, knowing that he can't do anything, with white hair and tragic 3,000 soldiers, he does not hesitate to die to repay the country.

Qin Mu was also full of emotion when he heard it, but he knew the trend of history, although Qin Liangyu's deeds were admirable, he couldn't learn from Qin Liangyu.

Qin Liangyu's legendary life makes every woman proud, not to mention that in Yang Zhi's opinion, Qin Mu and the Qin family in Zhongzhou still have the same roots, and she finally couldn't help but say: "Husband, you can't"

"I can't." Qin Mu didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and said categorically, "It's not that the husband doesn't want to, it's that he can't, the husband can't save Sichuan, let alone the Ming Dynasty." In terms of real combat strength, once the 100,000 recruits under Fujun lose their geographical advantage, they may not be Zhang Xianzhong's opponents, let alone defeat the more powerful Li Zicheng. And what you don't understand is that these are civil wars, and once you fall into it, you will not be able to extricate yourself, and you must now seize the opportunity to recuperate and strengthen your strength to deal with the tragedy of the whole country falling to a foreign race. ”

"Alien?" Dong Xiaowan couldn't help but blurt out.

"Isn't it weird? The Manchu Tartars outside the pass are rising like the sun, and over the years they have repeatedly detained the customs as if they were in a no-man's land, and now the Central Plains are in turmoil, extremely weak, and there is a precedent for Meng Yuan to enter the Central Plains, and now the regent of the Manchu Qing Dynasty Dolgon is a very ambitious person, and he will never be willing to lie dormant in a corner of Liaodong. He was waiting for an opportunity, the best opportunity to enter the Central Plains. ”

"How is this possible?"

Qin Mu glanced at Dong Xiaowan lightly and replied, "Now people all over the world are probably like you, and they think it's impossible." Everyone was busy with the civil war, each with their own ghosts, and no one took the threat of the Qingman seriously. Let's wait and see, when the Manchu iron cavalry breaks through the Central Plains, when the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are soaked in the blood and tears of our Han people, maybe everyone will wake up. ”

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PS: Today's Lantern Festival, I wish you a happy Lantern Festival, happy and happy. As for Valentine's Day in the West, it's avoided, I'm a single person, don't mention it. (To be continued......)