I am Dugufeng in the Tang Dynasty

Song Yuzhi was also from a wealthy family and was very sensitive to politics. Dugufeng just mentioned it a little, and Song Yuzhi understood what she meant. After thinking about it carefully, he knew that Dugufeng's proposal was very likely.Although her father insists on the Han Dynasty and does not intermarry with Hu people, he is also a politician with a long-term vision after all. If the marriage can be exchanged for the Song family to survive this catastrophe, there is a great possibility of compromise.

Seeing the thoughtful look in Song Yuzhi's beautiful eyes, Dugufeng hit the iron while the iron was hot, and continued: "Didn't Yuzhi always dislike war? When a sword is moved, I don't know how many innocent people's families are destroyed. As long as you marry my brother, The marriage of our two families, Yang Guang must feel threatened and never dare to invade the Song Clan again. In this way, the crisis of the Song Clan can be solved, and you can marry a good man, and we can continue to be together again, which is killing three birds with one stone. .”

Song Yuzhi's thoughts were so moved by what she said, a delicate red cloud flew up on each of her crystal-like pink cheeks, and she hung her head in silence.

Knowing that she was moved, Dugufeng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that among the women she met, Shang Xiuxun had an independent personality, Shang Xiufang was elegant and refined, they were not ordinary people, and they were not afraid of the world's opinions, only Song Yuzhi Being educated by aristocrats, certain education is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is certainly impossible to ignore the worldly views, so Dugufeng has to spend a lot of time to give her a reason to feel at ease, and Duguyun is the best signboard.

Dugufeng slowly reached out to caress her cheek.

Song Yuzhi's delicate body trembled, and she said coquettishly: "Sister! No..." Dugufeng's jade hand caressed her shy and hot face, and gently brushed her round earballs with her fingertips, Make her shy.

Dugu Feng leaned forward and said with a chuckle, "Yu Zhi shouldn't have any worries now!"

Song Yuzhi closed her beautiful eyes, and said hesitantly and shyly: "But, even if I marry your brother, when the time comes, we will be like this, he...he..."

Seeing Song's thoughts, she leaned close to Song Yuzhi's ear and whispered, "Shall I tell you a secret! Actually! My brother likes me!"

Song Yuzhi's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he looked at Dugufeng in shock, with an expression of disbelief.This kind of secret against human relations was a huge shock to Song Yuzhi, who had always been innocent. This secret stirred up a twelve-level storm in her mind, making her dizzy and almost unable to distinguish between reality and dreams. 3∴35686688 However, Dugufeng seemed to think that the impact on her was not enough, she still said to herself: "Me! I actually like my brother a little bit too! {pure text update super fast novel}" said that here, she deliberately used skills to show bi on her face With a blush, she purposely made a shy expression and said: "So, after you marry my brother, we can be together happily. He can find my scent from you, and I can also find my scent from you. Looking for his taste..."

Song Yuzhi was completely dumbfounded.

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Qingyang Temple is one of the most famous scenic spots in Chengdu. It is known as the first Taoist temple in western Sichuan. It is located in the southwest suburb of Chengdu, facing Baihua Lake and Wuhou Temple Han Zhaolie Temple in the south, Du Fu Thatched Cottage in the west, and Erxian Nunnery in the east.According to legend, the temple began in the Zhou Dynasty, and it was first named "Qingyangsi".It was named "Qingyangguan" during the Three Kingdoms period, and most people in Shu called it "Qingyangsi".It is said that Laojun once met Yixi here. Since then, Yixi practiced Taoism and lived in seclusion here. Therefore, Qingyang Palace became famous far and wide and became a Taoist resort.

Dugufeng and Song Yuzhi travel together hand in hand, visiting all the scenic spots in Chengdu, naturally the famous first Taoist temple in western Sichuan is indispensable, but at this time, the Qingyang Temple is not in the hands of Taoists, but has become the suzerain of the contemporary Tianlian sect Fat Jia Anlong's secret lair.Although Dugufeng knew that the rumors about the Qingyang Palace had been rumored for a long time, it still made people very uncomfortable to let the temple of this famous Taoist resort be occupied by demons.

Dugufeng and Song Yuzhi came to Qingyang Temple.Song Yuzhi was held by Dugufeng's hand, and his expression was still a bit awkward, obviously caring about Dugufeng's words last time.Although Dugufeng explained to her afterwards that the love between brother and sister was all a lie to her, Song Yuzhi still hesitated, and Dugufeng didn't bother to explain further. Anyway, when the time comes, Song Yuzhi will naturally understand the truth Clearly.

There are few tourists and few pilgrims in Qingyangguan, and it doesn't look like a thousand-year-old Taoist scenic spot.Qingyang Temple is divided into two entrances, front and back, connected by a patio in the middle. The houses are very simple, not as grand and sacred as Buddhist temples.Just looking at the appearance, I think it fits the Taoist hermit style very well.It is absolutely unthinkable that this place is the secret lair of the most copper-smelling Tianlian Sect among demons.

Seeing Dugufeng and Song Yuzhi's luxurious clothes and extraordinary manners, the Taoist Zhike didn't dare to neglect them, so he rushed up to greet them and said, "You two are here to burn incense."

Dugufeng is a Taoist, if she was in another Taoist temple, she might offer a stick of incense to her nominal patriarch, but in this place occupied by demons, she has no interest at all, so she doesn't bother to pay attention to the intellectual Taoist, let him go down with a wave.

The Taoist Zhike wanted to say a few more words at first, but under Dugufeng's indifferent and cold aura, he felt a sense of admiration from the mountains in his heart, he didn't dare to say more, and retreated obediently.

Dugufeng originally came to seek bad luck from Tianlianzong, but after turning around, he found that, not to mention the fat and short second general under Anlong, there was not even a single Taoist who knew martial arts among the group of Taoists.After thinking about it, I understood that this Qingyang Temple is a famous scenic spot in Chengdu. Even if the incense is not very popular, there will be occasional tourists here. It is hard to guarantee that there will be no masters among them. , may not be able to be seen by others.Most of the Taoist priests who want to come here are from An Longnong to catch people's eyes, and they are probably genuine Taoist priests.

Since no one from Tianlianzong was found, Dugufeng didn't bother to argue with these Taoists.After turning around, he and Song Yuzhi walked out.As soon as Dugufeng came out, a Taoist Pyrotechnician who was sweeping in the audience threw down his broom, went out to look around twice, saw no one was watching, and ran out to report the news.

Dugufeng, who had walked a long distance with Song Yuzhi, noticed the situation in the courtyard, and just smiled slightly, then turned to Song Yuzhi and asked, "Yuzhi often comes to Shuzhong, so he must be very clear about some folk customs in Shuzhong, don't you?" Do you know if there are any fun festivals."

Song Yuzhi tilted his head and thought for a while: "In addition to the Han people, there are more than a dozen ethnic groups in Sichuan. Of course, there are many folk customs. For example, the Miao people have the Mountain Stepping Festival, Tage, Eating New Festival, Hua Dance Festival, and the Yi Nationality's Torch Festival. Wait, these festivals are very lively. Every festival, people come from tens of miles or even hundreds of miles away to gather on a green lawn to hold bullfights, horse races, chicken fights, sheep fights, and song competitions. , beauty pageant, wrestling, daring dance competition and other celebrations are so lively. But these can’t keep up.”

Dugufeng smiled and said: "I heard that all ethnic groups in the Southwest are good at singing and dancing, and there is a custom of singing to each other. I don't know if it is true or not?"

Song Yuzhi blushed slightly, and said in a low voice, "There are also these."

Dugufeng remembered some folk customs introduced by the tour guide when she traveled to Sichuan in her previous life, and she couldn't help being very interested, and said with a smile: "Yuzhi must have seen a lot, when will you show me some knowledge?"

Song Yuzhi couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, she had a playful personality, and she was indeed as Dugufeng said, and she went to see it secretly many times.But how can this kind of thing be brought up in front of outsiders.Therefore, he avoided talking about Dugufeng's question.

But Song Yuzhi still didn't beat Dugufeng after all, and finally agreed to take Dugufeng to the mountain people's song competition.

Although it is often said that some ethnic minorities are good at singing and dancing, these abilities are not innate, but relieved by the environment.There are many mountains in the southwest, and among the high mountains and deep streams, transportation is inconvenient. Therefore, singing loudly across the top of the mountain, or up and down the mountain, has become a unique way of communication.In order to maintain intermarriage and obtain fresh blood, folk song contests are held on specific days, which becomes the best place for unmarried men and women to meet each other.

It was also a bonfire party similar to a group blind date in the name of antiphonal songs. As long as men and women meet each other, they can give each other belts as an engagement gift, and they can even have a good night on the spot and accomplish something good.

Dugufeng and Song Yuzhi put on pleated skirts of the Yi nationality, and huddled among the endless crowd of Yi girls. Shui Ling is full of exotic customs everywhere. On the originally empty grassland, there is a flow of people, boys and girls singing and dancing, laughing and playing one after another.The atmosphere is full of joy.The blazing torches all over the mountain robbed the brilliance of the bright moon in the sky. The familiar scene made Dugufeng feel kindly in her heart, and she couldn't help but think of the scene when she and her girlfriend participated in the torch festival in her previous life.The past cannot be traced, but the present is eternal. Dugufeng looked at Song Yuzhi's cheeks flushed with excitement under the light of the torch, and a desire to seize the lost time rose in his heart.

Dugufeng wove a grass garland, and put it on for Song Yuzhi herself, and then pulled the delicate and charming Song Yuzhi, who was blushing, into the group of barbarians, dancing with them.The crisp bamboo joints beat loudly, and Dugufeng and Song Yuzhi held hands and danced lightly. The two had outstanding appearances and both possessed martial arts. It was also very conspicuous in the middle, and it didn't take long for many spectators to surround the place where the two danced.Song Yuzhi was also aroused, and forgot to be shy, and danced to her heart's content, enjoying the joy of life and love.

In the festive festive atmosphere, Dugufeng and Song Yuzhi attracted the attention of junior high school students like swans, and countless applause and praise poured down like rain.Dugufeng pulled Song Yuzhi and danced lightly to the beat of the bamboo joints, while looking around to tear away the warm atmosphere.Suddenly, in the depths of the torch, I saw a woman standing among the lively crowd, staring at her through her veil.

Even though she didn't show her pretty face at night when all the girls were dressed up like flowers and butterflies, her graceful and graceful figure still made her stand out from the crowd.

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