It is already early spring in February, and it is noon again. The spring breeze blows, and it is no longer that way.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, he was even more excited. Yang Qiuchi's alcohol content was quite good. According to the principles, these old guys were not his opponents, but these people were all produced by the postgraduate entrance examinations of alcohol, and they were all very generous. They deliberately flattered them and took turns to toasting Yang Qiuchi. Yang Qiuchi was happy and raised his glass to drink.

After drinking happily, a cool breeze blew, Yang Qiuchi felt that it was a pleasure. He stood up and walked to the railing. He looked into the distance. The river rolled eastward in the distance. Yang Qiuchi was in a whim and couldn't help but shake his head and recited a slightly modified famous poem by Mao, "Shuituo": "I just drank the water in the capital, ate Wuchang fish, and the Yangtze River crossed thousands of miles, and looked at Chutianshu. No matter the wind and waves, it was better than walking in the garden. Today I got a lot of time. My son said on the river: The dead are like this!"

"Good lyrics! What a sentence 'Strolling in the provincial and municipal strolling garden'!" Zuo Gongshu applauded, "Mr. Yang turned the tide last night, just like strolling in the garden. Only a talented and stunning figure like Master Yang can recite such good poems!"

Yang Qiuchi smiled in his heart: "Prefer to me as Mao? Haha, to apply the sentence from "Bangs Cut the Ball": 'Then I can't compare to it'!"

Lord Tiexin Censor Shi also praised: "Ah, Lord Yang is really both civil and military!" After a pause, he then suggested: "Lord Yang seems to have only given the first quotation. Why don't we ask the expert to give the second quotation together? We ordered people to engrave the stele to benefit this. There is another famous scenic spot in the Yellow Crane Tower, and this story is also produced!"

Everyone applauded the Left Government Officer and raised his glass and suggested, "How about we respect you for this?" Everyone agreed, stood up and raised their glasses to greet Yang Qiuchi: "Master Yang, please!" They all drank it all.

"Dear experts, please!" Yang Qiuchi also raised his glass.

Back to ancient times, plagiarizing Chairman Mao’s works was not discovered, and his face was revealed. Yang Qiuchi felt proud in his heart, thinking, if Chairman Mao’s poem was chanted by himself and carved by them and left in the Yellow Crane Tower. A few hundred years later, Chairman Mao would chant this poem again, then I don’t know who made the fuss, that would be fun.

Thinking of this, Yang Qiuchi was about to read out the second sect of the old man Mao, but suddenly he felt a little moved and secretly shouted, "A bridge flew across the north and south" and "a stone wall of the Xijiang River" in the second sect, which was about the Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge that was being built at that time and the giant hydropower station planned to be repaired. These people were all from Jinshi Juren, so they would definitely ask the meaning of these two sentences, what should I do? I couldn't think of how to change these two sentences for a while, and I felt anxious and my forehead was a little sweaty.

At this moment, a loud bang was heard, and a black shadow pounced down from the sky!

How could a person pounce down from the sky? The rope behind it was explained. The man used the rope to swing into the building from outside the roof. Looking from inside, it seemed as if the sky was speeding in.

Song Yuner was wearing black clothes, with a short blade on her hands, and scolded her. She just shook her eyes slightly at the man in black. Song Yuner was shocked and took two steps back.

The man in black grabbed Yang Qiuchi's arm with his left hand. Yang Qiuchi felt numb and could not move. It must be that the more than three parties were going to assassinate him. He was shocked and wanted to pull him out, but his arms seemed to no longer belong to him.

Zuo Buzheng and others were so scared that they screamed and assassinated again! Then they hid under the table, and commanded Lord Wu to raise a chair and come up. But when Yang Qiuchi was captured, he was not good at this close-fitting attack, for fear of hurting Yang Qiuchi, and he was hesitant for a moment and didn't know what to do.

Yue Chan screamed in a scream of screaming at the sight of rushing over to grab Yang Qiuchi, but was pulled by Xia Ping. Xia Ping randomly drew out the long sword and flew up.

Nangong Xiong was far away. After this slow skill, Nangong Xiong also spread his wings and rushed towards the man in black with one sword.

At the same time, a cold light flashed and Song Yuner's short sword stabbed out again.

The man in black grabbed Yang Qiuchi with his left hand, and waved his short blade with his right hand again. When the clanging sound came, the man in black shook his body suddenly, but he still firmly grasped Yang Qiuchi.

Song Yuner was shocked to take another step, but Nangong Xiong was shocked to take two steps back. Xia Ping was shocked to take several steps back, hitting the banquet table heavily, and falling to the wine glass and bowls all over the floor!

Song Yuner, Nangong Xiong and Xia Ping and the three of them had a full blow, and they could only force the man in black to shake, not to mention that this man was still holding Yang Qiuchi with one hand. His martial arts were so high that it was shocking!

The man in black praised: "Good Kung Fu!" Hearing this voice, he was like a silver bell, but it was a woman. Seeing that the two of them were still on, the man in black saw that he had to take a walk, and after a while, the short sword was already on Yang Qiuchi's neck.

Song Yuner and Nangong Xiong immediately stopped. Song Yuner's face turned pale and stared at the man in black. What did they say, but her lips trembled for a moment but didn't say it.

At this time, Xia Ping took a breath, suddenly woke up, and shouted: "She is the one who snatched her second grandma! Don't let her run away!"

It was too late, and the man in black had already picked up Yang Qiuchi and pinched it under his armpit, and suddenly flew backwards. The short blade in his right hand was gone. He quickly grabbed the long rope that was hanging down to the Yellow Crane Tower, and dropped at high altitude and landed on the ground.

Yang Qiuchi was pinned under the armpit by the man in black and could not move at all. When the man in black pounced into the air, Yang Qiuchi could not see the man in black behind him holding the rope because his head was out. He saw himself descending rapidly, layered eaves passing by quickly, and a heart fell rapidly due to rapid decline. He thought that the man in black had jumped off the building and died together, and was so scared that he screamed.

Just as Yang Qiuchi was waiting in horror for his head to hit the bluestone slab on the ground and waiting for death to come, his body suddenly stopped, but he was not dead, and he was ecstatic.

The officers, soldiers and yamen runners downstairs shouted, "Who! Stop!" They rushed forward with their swords and guns, but they saw Yang Qiuchi being pinned under the armpits by the man in black, throwing him at the mouse and snatching the weapon. They just shouted loudly, but they didn't dare to step forward to intercept him.

Song Yuner's voice was heard in the air, saying, "Wait! He is my brother! Don't catch him!" The voice approached quickly, but Song Yuner also slipped down along the rope.

Yang Qiuchi felt warm in his heart, feeling that Song Yuner was so important to him at this moment, but before he could continue to sigh, the man in black had already rushed out with him in his arms.

Yang Qiuchi also heard Xia Ping's words, and was surprised and happy. Could this woman be the martial arts senior? The old pious woman who stole her concubine? No, although Yang Qiuchi did not see her face, she could tell from the thin and tender skin of her arm holding her hand that this woman was at most thirty years old. Could it be that she claimed to be old and was simply confusing the public?

Yang Qiuchi had no time to think about this question now. He was sandwiched against the woman's armpit, his whole body was sore and soft. He could only see trees swept back quickly, and the screams of Song Yuner and Nangong Xiong came from behind him. Compared to the two of them, they followed closely.

At this time, his body turned, and then he snapped, Yang Qiuchi was placed face down on the back of a red horse.

Then, his whole body was covered with a black cloth. The man in black flew onto a horse, pressed Yang Qiuchi's back with one hand, lifted the reins of the horse, and grabbed the horse's belly with both legs. The red horse neighed and rushed away like lightning.

The horse was obviously a divine horse. Although Yang Qiuchi was covered with cloth, he could still see the ground on his face. He could only see the ground that had already begun to emerge and spring buds galloped back quickly. His speed was much faster than before. Of course, the speed of the human beings could not be compared with the horse. Song Yuner and the others' shouts gradually faded away, and then they could not hear it.

Although this is a magic horse, it is still very bumpy when it runs. Yang Qiuchi's ribs are placed on the edge of the saddle. As the ups and downs are painful, I can't help but remember that Duan Yu was caught by Mu Wanqing in Jin Yong's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and he also put him on the horse's back and ran. I just don't know if the person who caught him is also a beauty like Mu Wanqing.

If you die at the hands of a beautiful woman, it would be like that: "Die under the peony flowers, you will be romantic even if you are a ghost." However, when this romantic thing really falls on your head, you will not be poetic at all.

The woman didn't speak, but just kept galloping. Yang Qiuchi was held down by her, and her whole body was sore and soft, but her mouth could still speak. The woman snatched her concubine away and now she snatched herself away. What was she going to do? She asked nervously and angryly, "Hey! Who are you? Why are you arresting me?"

The woman ignored him.

"Are you mute?"

Still, there is only the rushing sound of horse hooves every moment.

"I knew it, you must be an ugly monster, you are so embarrassed that you dare not see anyone!"

Slap! Yang Qiuchi was slapped hard on the butt mountain, causing pain! Yang Qiuchi screamed, then endured the pain and laughed: "I'm so embarrassed that I guessed it, hahahahaha!" Pugushan was slapped again.

"Hey! A girl you slapped my big man's ass, aren't you shy?"

Slap! Another slap. After Yang Qiuchi's scream stopped, the woman said coldly: "You are talking nonsense, I will hang you behind the horse and drag you away!"

Yang Qiuchi was so scared that he shut up quickly, remembering that Duan Yu was tortured by Mu Wanqing like this? Is this person Mu Wanqing? Why do you think the same thing? I can't bear the loss in front of me, so I dare not talk nonsense anymore.
Chapter completed!