In this world with natural power, those who fly in the sky may not necessarily run faster than those on the ground.

But the eagle demon who has achieved success in cultivation is indeed faster than the dragon horse.

However, in less than a stick of incense, the man with purple crown left Linchuan and arrived in Jinxi, causing the eagle demon to fall down in the wide area next to Fang Zhongyong's house.

Such a big eagle demon has long attracted the attention of the villagers. But older people can recognize it. This is an eagle demon that they look familiar with. Especially there seems to be a person standing on the other party.

Fang Zhongyong also sensed the arrival of the eagle demon and stood outside the house and greeted him with a smile.

"Jie Fu!"

"Zhongyong!"

The middle-aged man on the Eagle Demon jumped down, and when he saw his friends until now, he couldn't help but show a bit of joy.

Wang Anshi skillfully hung a bag of silver money on the neck of the Eagle Demon, asked it to find the villagers to buy some mutton and pork, and settled three meals by himself. He took out another pill ball and asked the Eagle Demon to take it.

The two of them walked into the house with a little gaygay, and Fang Zhongyongdao.

"Jiefu, I thought you would have arrived tomorrow, but I didn't want to come today."

This guy named Lao Wang next door, whose courtesy name is Jiefu and whose name is Anshi, was joking with Fang Zhongyong.

"Yes, I, Mr. Wang, came to you to cheat on food and drink."

Fang Zhongyong laughed.

"Then of course I welcome you! I wish I could leave you for several months and talk with candles every day at night, but I'm afraid that Sister Xiwen will come to you by then!"

"Ahem!"

Wang Anshi couldn't hold back his face when he was teased by his friends.

He loves his wife very much, the kind he loves very much.

Don't ask, you know if you ask again!

His wife Wu Xiwen is also from Jinxi, so she comes from Fangjia Village, and his mother also comes from Fangjia Village. Therefore, Wang Anshi is quite familiar to Fangjia Village.

After laughing and making fun, Fang Zhongyong spread his pen and ink and exchanged calligraphy with Wang Anshi.

As mentioned in the previous article, Wang Anshi's calligraphy is like water flow, without fixed patterns, and is done casually.

When he wants to behave, he will behave. When he wants to behave, he will behave. The words burst like fire, sharp like gold, round like water, thick like earth, and lush like wood.

Among the world, Wang Anshi is the only one who can write such strange calligraphy.

In comparison, Fang Zhongyong's calligraphy is much more serious, and it is the most popular flying white body in the Southern Song Dynasty. Some parts are like dry silk parallel, with prominent strokes at the turning points, which has a touching sense of rhythm and rhythm.

Just like the lyrics that the Song people like the most and are easy to sing.

But Wang Anshi got angry when he saw this word. His eyebrows just frowned, as if they were burned by someone with fire.

Seeing him like that, Fang Zhongyong stopped writing and said funny.

"Why, I'm defeated again?"

"Isn't those old guys who are just sitting in the room yet?"

Wang Anshi threw the pen angrily, and the ink stains flew, dyeing the small and small spots of ink on the plain white rice paper on the top, destroying the calligraphy that was half written.

(The following is the magical world, please do not be serious)

"The Mongolian Yuan in the north is eyeing him and his sword is on his way; the empress of the prosperous Tang Dynasty in the west has been ascended to the throne for two years, and was called the "Kaiyuan Prosperity". Only the Song Dynasty is still addicted to singing and dancing to promote peace and prosperity, and the people are at peace. They never thought that the annual tribute given to the Mongolian Yuan every year will allow them to raise more barbarian horses?! There were two new and half-saints, poets and immortals in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but our Song Dynasty has not even produced a half-saints in the past fifty years, and it is still the old half-saints who control the situation!"

Wang Anshi said it was heartbroken, but Fang Zhongyong was already used to it.

He often saw such remarks in the letters they had interacted with.

He didn't know whether it was a comfort or a sensation on the fire.

"But although we paid the annual monies, the northern barbarians were also blocked by the Mongol Yuan. Although the Tang Dynasty seemed to have strong national strength, many people still opposed the empress and their foundation was unstable. What's more, our Song Dynasty and the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, and even had in-laws between the royal family. If there was a situation, they would probably not sit idly by."

"Now, even ordinary people can live a safe life and have enough food and clothing. There has been no great war in the 20 years of the Song Dynasty. Isn't that good?"

"It is because the country and the people are addicted to such false peace that reform is needed!"

Wang Anshi clenched his fist and rushed to the crown with anger. There was gold, wood, water, fire and earth around him, and the five elements of energy burst out.

"The Mongols and Yuan dynasties on the north have been fighting against the barbarians for many years, and their military strength is getting stronger! The Tang Dynasty fights against the demons on the west, and the poems that have passed down from generation to generation, and treasures of the country are emerging one after another! In the long run, our Song Dynasty is sandwiched between the two countries, and it seems to be stable, but in fact it is just a captive cattle and sheep! It has not changed yet. Will it change when the Mongols and Yuan dynasties attack and the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed?!"

Fang Zhongyong knew that Wang Anshi was not angry with him. He just wanted to take the opportunity to express his depression.

It seems that the stuffiness in his chest has been there for a while.

After a while, without Fang Zhongyong speaking, Wang Anshi adjusted himself.

He sorted out his crown and pressed the unevenness in his chest, and the other party Zhongyong said with a wry smile.

"Let you be a joke."

"Where? I was happy to see you so angry. Sure enough, Wang Jiefu is still the same Jiefu. This kind of concern for the country and the people is Mr. Wen Zheng (Fan Chongyan) has someone to succeed."

Fang Zhongyong put the pen in his hand on the shelf and did not clean it up. He turned around and took out two fishing rods from another place.

"Since Jiefu, you are depressed and angry, let's go fishing. Maybe it's like Jiang Taigong fishing - someone who wants to take the bait."

Wang Anshi nodded slightly.

“Okay.”

...

At this time, by a stream flowing through Fangjia Village, Fang Nan was drooling and sitting on a big rock with Ye Nan.

In the stream one foot deep, there was a small shrimp basket, which contained a bait composed of Ye Nan using crushed fish and dough.

Fang Nan stared at the shrimp cage in the stream with her eyes tightly. She remembered that her mother wrapped the dough, added some salt, and threw it into the oil pan to make the fragrant fried fish and fried shrimp. Her saliva couldn't stop flowing down.

"Guanguo, when will we have fish and shrimps?"

"The shrimp cage has just been put down, not so fast."

Ye Nan pulled Fang Nan up from the big stone.

"Let's go back first, wait until the sun is about to set, and let my aunt fry you fish and shrimps."

"oh."

The little guy nodded blankly and was taken away by Ye Nan holding hands.

Then, Ye Nan patted the warm big stone under his butt.

"Rhubarb, I'm back home!"

With Ye Nan's call, the big pale yellow stone stood up.

Looking closely, it was not a stone, but a giant dog with a shoulder height of nearly three feet and a body length of six feet.

The giant dog rubbed Ye Nan's hand with his face and followed the two little guys.

This is a dog that Fang Hu brought back when he entered the mountain. He is over eight years old this year. On weekdays, he is a good helper for hunting mountains and forests.
Chapter completed!