[Three Kingdoms] Jingyunshang

Time flies, half a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and tomorrow will be the traditional Shangyuan Festival. At this time, the whole Changsha City is shrouded in a joyous atmosphere. The water also seems to be infected and heated up by the atmosphere of the whole festival, and the chilling atmosphere of the whole cold winter seems to have been swept away.

As night fell, Li Jing, who had just finished dinner, was dragged out of the prefect's mansion by Zi Ling, and came to the bank of the Xiangshui River near the prefect's mansion. All kinds of men and women gather on the banks of the Xiangshui River, and lanterns of various shapes float on the surface of the river, slowly flowing in the direction of the water flow.

"Sister Jing, today is the Lantern Festival. I heard that if you write your wish on the lantern with a small note and let the lantern go with the flow, you might be able to get the blessing of God, and maybe you can also get a good marriage." Zi Ling said in a dignified manner.

Who would believe this kind of thing, it's just to fool children, Li Jing thought to herself. "Sister Ziling, marriage depends only on fate, how can you get it in this way? You are still too young, and you will understand when you grow up."

"No! Sister Jing, anyway, let's go out for a stroll, look at the lanterns, and make a wish, it's okay." Ziling tugged at the corner of Li Jing's clothes and begged.

Li Jing had no choice but to agree, took a lantern at random, and took out the writing brush that she carried with her. Just as she was about to write, the faces of several old friends appeared in her mind. It's been four months, I don't know if Gongjin and Shangxiang are well?After a little contemplation, Li Jing wrote: Lovesickness and remembrance in the wind and rain, may you be well.After finishing writing, Li Jing folded the small note and put it inside the lantern, and then went down the water. Ziling also imitated Li Jing after writing a paragraph, put it on the lantern, and flowed down the water.

The two lanterns flowed down the river for an unknown amount of time, and then they stopped at the west of the river, on the square railing where the lanterns were parked. A young man in white clothes who was about 20 years old seemed to be drinking and buying drunk, and kept on Looking at the guard ring of the long sword in his hand, the young man was none other than Zhang Yi.

It turned out that Zhang Yi wanted to pick up vegetables for Li Jing after the family dinner on New Year's Eve but failed. On the second day, he still couldn't hide the throbbing in his heart. I couldn't bear to interrupt my enthusiasm, but I didn't expect it to drag on until today. It just so happens that today is the Shangyuan Festival. My father-in-law and uncle Zimou went to visit the people in the city. , the moonlight was bright and clear, and there were many figures on the water surface. While half drunk, Zhang Yi seemed to see Wen Hui in the reflection in the water, and that appearance seemed to be still clearly visible.

In the first year of Han Zhongping (184), Zhang Jiao rebelled against the Han, triggering the Yellow Turban Rebellion. Zhang Mancheng, the leader of the Yellow Turban in Nanyang, responded with an army. Lang asked Zhu Jun to attack the prefect Qin Jie and attacked Zhang Mancheng together. The prefect Qin Jie beheaded Zhang Mancheng, and the Yellow Turban returned to Zhao Hong as its commander. There were more than 8000 people, and they were stationed in Wancheng.Zhu Jun, the Governor of Jingzhou, Xu Que, and Qin Jie joined forces with [-] troops to besiege Wancheng.

My father was originally an ordinary farmer in the Wancheng area. Due to the protracted battle between the two armies and the lack of food for the officers and soldiers, some generals even rushed to rob food. My parents died in this war. Although I was young at the time, but But I can still clearly remember this scene. Later, at the moment when I almost starved to death, it was the adoptive father passing by, who is now the prefect, who saved me and adopted me.

I vaguely remember the moment when I saw Wen Hui at my adoptive father's house. At that time, I was still very shy and dirty, but Wen Hui was very beautifully dressed, weird and serious. Like a little adult, he ran over and asked, "Welcome to my house. My name is Zhang Wenhui. What's your name?"

"Why don't you talk? Hey..."

"I'm asking you something? Why don't you answer me? Come on, come on, my sister will show you something nice." After Wen Hui finished speaking, regardless of whether I was willing or not, she dragged her directly to the back garden of her house. It was midsummer , Qunfang competes for beauty, colorful, butterfly dancing, so beautiful that you can take in everything at a glance.The beautiful scene immediately dilutes the pain of having just lost my parents, as if here and the chaotic world outside are two different worlds, and for a while, I stopped crying.

After living in the Zhang Mansion for three years, I was seven years old at this time. Apart from playing with Wenhui on weekdays, I also gradually made friends with some children in the neighborhood. I got along well until that day when I played Cuju.

"Hey... kick this way!" shouted a little fat guy about nine years old.

"Hey, that, don't listen to that little fat man, pass it on to me." A skinny child about eight years old shouted.

"Pass it to me!" cried the little fat man.

"Pass it to me" the skinny boy shouted.

Suddenly, an eight-year-old child of the opponent snatched Cuju and kicked it in.All of a sudden, the little fat man and the skinny boy attacked me together.

"Hey, what's the matter with you kid? Can't you understand me?" The skinny boy spoke first.

"Yeah, you bastard, I told you to pass it on, why don't you pass it on?" the little fat man cursed rudely.

"I'm not a wild species, I have a name?"

"Okay, so what's your last name? Who are your parents?" The little fat man refused to let go.

"My name is Yi, my surname...surname..."

"I know your name is Yi, what's your surname? My surname is Wang, his surname is Li, what about you?" After finishing speaking, the little fat man, the skinny boy and several people around him laughed together.

All of a sudden, he was so angry that he rushed up and punched the little fat man. When the little fat man saw this, he was furious and scolded: "Fuck, you bastard, you still dare to hit me, brothers, give me this Xiao Yezhong beat me to death." For a while, several people kicked and punched me, although I fought hard, but my two fists were no match for my four feet.His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he didn't know how long it had been before he heard a familiar cry.

"What are you doing, let go of my younger brother, you are bullying the few with more, what kind of heroes are you! Come and fight me if you have the ability."

Wen Hui shouted, although the voice seemed very immature now, but it unexpectedly stunned several children, and they stopped beating.

"Come on, brother Yi, let's go home!" Wen Hui stretched out her little hands with a smile, and she staggered up while holding them tightly.

"Sister Wenhui, am I really a bastard? Why do they keep saying that, why don't I have a last name? Why..." I kept asking on the way back.

"Brother Yi, of course you have a surname. We were all born and raised by our parents, so why don't we have a surname? It's just that you are special, and you will definitely know it in the future." Wen Hui kept comforting herself.

The adoptive father soon found out the reason of the incident, he sighed deeply and said, "Yi'er, this is the fault of the adoptive father, when you were only four years old and brought you home, you hadn't Before I had time to ask your parents' names, your parents passed away, and you are still young, so I don't think you can remember them, anyway, from now on, your adoptive father's surname will be Zhang's."

"My surname is Zhang, my surname is Zhang, my surname is Zhang..." Suddenly, I jumped up excitedly and hugged Wen Hui tightly.

After the excitement, he suddenly knelt down in front of his adoptive father, which really shocked his adoptive father.

"Why is Yi'er like this?" asked the adoptive father in surprise.

"Yi'er kneels here. First, I want to thank my adoptive father for nurturing me for the past three years. Second, I want to thank my adoptive father for giving me a surname. Thirdly, Yi'er was beaten by others today. Yi'er thinks that Yi'er needs to learn something." Martial arts, in order not to be bullied in the future and to protect foster father and sister Wen Hui."

The adoptive father hesitated for a long time at that time, and finally sighed: "Forget it! In troubled times, learning a little martial arts may save the whole family's life, and it is also a way of survival. However, Yier, you are only seven years old this year, and you can wait until you are a little older. Learn longer!"

"No, adoptive father, Yi'er wants to learn now, and wants to finish learning martial arts quickly, so I beg the adoptive father to agree, otherwise Yi'er will not be able to kneel until the adoptive father agrees."

"Father, just promise to brother Yi!" Wen Hui on the side tugged at the corner of her adoptive father's clothes.

"Forget it! Yi'er, since you are so persistent, foster father should make it clear in advance that learning martial arts is not something that can be achieved in a day. It's here!"

"Yi'er will definitely do it!"

"Okay! When my father was studying in Luoyang, he was fortunate enough to meet Wang Yue, a famous swordsman in the capital. This man has excellent swordsmanship and has stayed in the capital area all year round. He will write a letter of divorce for his father. You can bring this letter to him. , he will take you as his apprentice."

"Thank you foster father!" After speaking, he kowtowed three times to his foster father.

Under the guidance of Wang Yue, he studied art for six years, no matter the cold summer or the three summer heats, he worked hard.And I endured the trials and tribulations time after time in a daze and persisted, and finally achieved a small success, my swordsmanship became more and more refined, and I also grew into a handsome boy like the seven-year-old child back then.And during this period, every time when I could not hold on any longer, I would unknowingly think of Wen Hui and foster father, looking at their expectant eyes, my slack mood immediately disappeared without a trace .Finally, under the last test of the master, he passed the test and was able to leave the teacher. After three heavy kowtows to the master, he returned to Nanyang.

When I returned to my adoptive father's home, my adoptive father greeted me warmly, and after a brief conversation with my adoptive father, Wen Hui walked out of his boudoir. When I saw Wen Hui again, I was stunned. Wen Hui's temples are beautiful, her skin is snowy, and she is slim, she looks like a big girl.

"Brother Yi, why didn't you write a letter home after all these years? My father and I were so worried." Wen Hui complained a little.

"I..." I found myself speechless for a moment.

"Wen Hui, you can't blame Yi'er for this. You need to concentrate on learning martial arts and don't be distracted. Besides, Yi'er didn't know a few words before going to learn martial arts. How can you write to you? Besides, Yi'er is not back today. Is it? Also, Yi'er, after you come back today, you need to learn how to read and write, it will be useful in today's world."

"Father, what book are you reading? The world is in chaos today, and Yi'er thinks it's time for a good man to make a career, and Yi'er is about to turn to the Lord to show what he has learned in his life!"

"Yi'er, you are still young, and you don't understand the suffering brought by the war of war to the people of Li. The battlefield is not like fighting in the rivers and lakes, becoming a famous general is not so easy, you have to think carefully."

"Father, I have already made up my mind. I must earn a good reputation to honor my father!"

"Son, being a father doesn't require you to show off any appearances, I just hope you can live well in today's troubled times." The righteous father's earnest teachings at that time are still in my ears.

"No! Adoptive father, Yi'er's determination to join the army has been made, and I hope that foster father will grant it." Immediately, he knelt down in front of his foster father.

"Hey! Forget it! Since you have made up your mind, it is useless to say anything for your father, but it is also good, after you join the army, you can also experience the laws of troubled times."