Legend of the Eagle Heros

Qiantang River, day and night endlessly from Lin'an Niujia village side around, east into the sea. Row by row of dozens of ebony trees, leaves like fire like red, it is August days. The weeds in front of and behind the village are just beginning to turn yellow, and a slanting sun reflects the light, adding a few more points of depression. Two large pine trees surrounded by a bunch of villagers, men and women and more than a dozen children, are listening intently to a thin old man. The speaker is fifty years old, a green cloth robe washed early faded into blue-grey. Just listen to his two pieces of pear-shaped wooden board touched a few times, the left hand in the bamboo stick in a small capricorn drums on the beat up to get even sound. Singing: "The little peach blossoms without a master, and the tobacco brings the evening crows. The old well is surrounded by a few ruined walls, and it has always been the home of one." The speaker knocked the wooden board a few times and said, "This seven-character poem is about the fact that after the soldiers' fire, the original families have all become dilapidated places with broken walls and tiles. I just talked about that Ye old man's family of four, sad and happy, gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered again. His four people to the Jin soldiers scattered, easy to reunite, happy to return to their hometown, but see the houses have been burned clean to the Jin soldiers, there is nothing to do but go to Bianliang, want to find a livelihood. Unexpectedly: the sky has unpredictable winds and clouds, people have every day and every month. The four of them had just entered Bianliang city, when a group of gold soldiers came to their face. The leader of the troop had a pair of triangular eyes and saw that Ye Sanjie was beautiful, jumped down from her horse, hugged her, laughed and put her on the saddle, saying: 'Little, go home with me and serve the master.' That Ye San sister how willing to obey? She struggled desperately. The gold soldier officer shouted: 'If you refuse to obey me, I will kill your parents! He lifted up his wolf-toothed stick and struck that Ye Sanlang on the head, instantly his brain burst out and he died. It's exactly: The ghosts of the dead have been added to the netherworld, and the youths are not to be seen in the Yangworld! "Ye old man and his mother were so scared that they jumped up, embraced the dead body of their son and cried loudly. The officer brought up the wolf-tooth stick, one by one, and all the accounts. Sister Ye did not cry, but said, 'Sir, don't be mean, I'll go home with you! The officer was overjoyed and took Sister Yeh home. Unexpectedly, Sister Ye Sanjie saw that he was not on guard and suddenly jumped over to him, pulled out the officer's belt knife, aimed at his heart and stabbed him. Unexpectedly, that officer has been in battle for a long time, skilled in martial arts, and with a push, Ye San Sister fell out. The officer just cursed: 'Little b***h! Sister Ye had already raised her sword and strangled her neck. Poor her: She was a beautiful woman, but her soul went to the nine springs in despair." He said a part, sang a part, only to hear the villagers all gnashing their teeth and sighing angrily. The man also said: "All of you, as the saying goes: For people do not use deceptive heart, raise your head three feet there is God. If you still do evil without retribution, the world's murderers eat people. "But that the Jin soldiers occupied my Song Dynasty, murder, r**e and pillage, no evil, but did not see him suffer what retribution. I blame my Song officials do not compete, I had a large number of soldiers, but a see the arrival of the Jin soldiers, will be far away from the escape, leaving only the people suffered. Like that leaf three sister's family tragedy. Jiangbei land, really thousands of tens of thousands, like a common household meal. You live in Jiangnan, really is in paradise, afraid of only fear of the arrival of the Golden Soldiers. Precisely: I would rather be a peace dog than a man in chaos. Villain Zhang fifteen, today passing through your place, serving all of you to see this part of the talk, called "Ye Sanjie martyrdom record". The words are said thoroughly, right as a scattering." The two pieces of pear blossom wooden boards were clapped and knocked around for a while, and a tray was brought out. The villagers took out two or three coins and put them into the wooden tray, and in a flash they got sixty or seventy coins. Zhang XV thanked the villagers and put the coins into his bag, and was about to leave. A big man in his twenties came out from the villagers and said, "Mr Zhang, are you from the north?" Zhang XV saw his stout figure and thick eyebrows, so he said, "Exactly." The big man said, "My little brother will be the host, how about inviting Mr Zhang to drink three cups?" Zhang XV was overjoyed and said: "I've never met you before, how dare I disturb you?" The big man laughed and said, "Drink three cups, then we know each other. My name is Guo, Guo Xiaotian." Pointing to a white-faced man beside him, he said, "This is Yang Tiexin, brother Yang. Just now, the two of us listened to the gentleman rap about Ye Sanjie's Festival of Martyrdom, and it was really well said, but we have a few words that we would like to ask." Zhang XV said, "Good to talk, good to talk. It is also fate that I have met Guo Yang and the two of you today." Guo Xiaotian brought Zhang XV to a small hotel at the head of the village and sat down at a dining table. The owner of the small hotel was a cripple, supporting two canes, slowly scalded two pots of yellow wine, set out a dish of broad beans, a dish of salted peanuts, a dish of dried bean curd, and another three.