Ran Siniang stood in the Fengbo Pavilion, her cheeks were covered with rosy and she pointed to the distance. Under the sun, the glazed tiles were green and yellow. The tower body was mainly ochre brick tower, and it was shadowed among the trees.

West Lake is beautiful, and Ran Siniang is very happy.

"Is that the Leifeng Pagoda?" Ran Siniang asked at the tower with her eyes as if she was Qiushui.

Ran Siniang refers to the Leifeng Tower with copper tiles, copper brackets, and flying eaves and corners.

Zhu Qiyu nodded and said, "Well, it was built in the second year of Taiping Xingguo, and was destroyed by the Fang La people's chaos during the Xuanhe period, and it has been rebuilt during the Southern Song Dynasty."

Ran Siniang's mind was on the Leifeng Pagoda outside and the romantic love story behind it.

Zhu Qiyu looked at a poem in Fengbo Pavilion.

"When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake be over the green mountains and buildings outside the mountain?"

"The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they make Hangzhou Bianzhou."

This is a poem written by the poet Lin Sheng, a poet from the Southern Song Dynasty. In December of the 11th year of Shaoxing, Yue Fei was brutally killed by Emperor Gaozong of Song Dynasty Zhao Gou in Dali Temple. The poem was written by the poet. This poem was in Hangzhou, and there were stone carvings in many places.

The green mountains are stacked, the rows of towers, and the pleasure boats passing through the lake, singing and dancing day and night. Under the warm wind, tourists are immersed in the beautiful scenery of West Lake, and really regard Hangzhou as Bianzhou (Kaifeng, the capital of the Song Dynasty).

The first three lines of this satirical poem are the relaxed and freehand scene of West Lake. The fourth sentence suddenly becomes extremely sharp, and you will die in drunkenness and dream in your dreams, and your family and country are drifting away.

On the pillars of Fengbo Pavilion, there is a couplet:

[There is one person in Han, one person in Song, and the Qingfeng Guanyue in a hundred generations.]

[The genius is peerless, the strange and injustice is peerless, and the stars of the sun hang on the sky.]

【The sun is bright.】

"Yu Shaobao." Zhu Qiyu looked at Yu Qian who was happy and suddenly spoke.

Yu Qian was stunned, full of doubt: "Ah?"

"Nothing happened." Zhu Qiyu just shook his head and looked at the beautiful scenery of West Lake.

In the original historical line, the Punishment of the Gate should have occurred in the first month. Yu Shaobao was killed in the capital three days after the Punishment of the Gate. The Governor Chen Kui couldn't bear to be loyal to the city level and took people to restrain the corpse.

Yu Qian's adopted son Yu Kang returned to Yu Qian's hometown Hangzhou with his corpse and was buried in front of him at the foot of Santai Mountain south of West Lake.

Zhu Qiyu came to Hangzhou specifically to visit King Yue to worship Yue Fei and take a look at the beautiful rivers and mountains.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness Xiang's memorial has arrived, and I said I would like to ask for the front page." Xing'an handed it to the emperor with a memorial.

Zhu Qiyu picked up the memorial with interest and read it for a long time and said, "Get a pen."

"His Highness Xiang has a noble argument?" Yu Qian asked curiously.

Zhu Qiyu and Zhu criticized King Xiang’s memorial and said, “Well, the emperor is very smart.”

Yu Qian took the memorial handed over to Xing'an and said, "It's good to be smart, no one can be troubled by smart people."

"It's me, I have me, I have no self, the true self." Yu Qian kept sucking these words repeatedly and said with a smile: "No self is not without doubt, but the true self is the end of life."

Yu Qian smiled and said, "Your Majesty is the only one who is in the world. How can one not be disturbed by the world?"

This is what Yu Qian said before when he discussed the system of the country with His Majesty: Famous and tools should not be faked.

Zhu Zhanji's personal entry and the Ming Dynasty's national system cleverly got together.

Zhu Qiyu looked at the scenic spots of West Lake and said with a smile: "What kind of freedom, freedom, and happiness? If you are not a fish, how can you know the worries and happiness of fish?"

"How many days have you been here for Ansheng? I'm in trouble again."

"Jiangnan is so nice, just like going home."

Yu Qian asked with a frown: "Is there something wrong again?"

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Chapter completed!