Seeing that he could not escape, He Xiangdong said with grief and anger: "I remember that there was a reckless man from the Three Kingdoms of the Later Han Dynasty. Since the rebellion in Taoyuan, the old man's surname was Liu, Bei, the name of Xuande, and his family lived in Dashulou Sang. The second brother's surname was Guan, Yu, the name of Yunchang, and his family lived in Jieliang County, Puzhou, Shanxi Province. The third brother's surname was Zhang, Fei, the name of Yide, and his family lived in Fanyang County, Zhuozhou. The fourth brother, Zhao, Yun, and his family lived in Changshan County, Zhending Prefecture, was named Changsheng General."

There are rules for the rhythm and rhymes in the crosstalk. For example, you need to pronounce the fourth tone of the bo, and you need to pronounce the second tone of the rosy rice and the second tone of the dish. There is also the dish that can be pronounced the fourth tone of the rosy rice and the name of the dish.

It's strange that He Xiangdong, who was still bitter in front of him, actually got into the job and was not afraid at all. He danced and danced with body language to describe the battle scene: "It was only because of the fierce battle in front of Changbanpo. Zhao Yun broke into Cao's camp alone, chopped down two big balls, and seized three spears. The horse fell into a pit, barely abolished his life. On the top of the mountain, Cao Mengde saw a white boy wearing a white bo sound, white helmet, white armor, white flag, and a white horse. He was mounted with a silver spear. He was actually a brave general. He thought, if I subdue this general, why worry about the big thing not going to happen! He had the intention of loving general in his heart, and Xu Shu secretly protected Zhao Yun. Xu Shu had not entered Cao's camp yet. Today, he saw General Zhao's horse fell into a pit, barely abolished his life. He said: "Prime Minister, does it mean to have loving general?"

He Xiangdong turned around, stared at him, frowned and pursed his lips, and used Cao Cao's appearance: "Cao Cao said: That's right."

He turned around and bowed his hands, made Xu Shu's form, and said, "Xu Shu said: Why not take this general in?"

He Xiangdong pretended to be Cao Cao again and reached out to order: "Cao Cao hurriedly sent an order: The order was ordered to go out to shake, and the three armies were clearly informed. I want Zhao Yun to live, and not to kill Zilong. If there were soldiers and generals who injured General Zhao's life, 830,000 troops and 50 generals would fight against him. When the generals heard this, they dared not advance, so they could only retreat. Zhao Yun relied on his young master and was the bravest general who was always victorious in two battles. He killed seven in and seven out, and then broke through the siege."

"Cao Cao saw that such a brave general could let go? He chased him closely behind and chased him to Dangyang Bridge. Zhang Fei arrived and shouted: Fourth brother, don't panic. It's okay if a family is here! Let Zhao Yun's men go, Cao Cao rushed to see Zhao Yun, and saw a black-faced man standing on the bridge. Cao Cao hurriedly asked Xiahou Dun: Who is this black-faced man? Xiahou said: "He is Zhang Fei, a reckless man."

"Cao Cao was shocked when he heard this. He thought that when Guan Gong killed Yan Liang on Baimapo, he once said to a certain family that he had a sworn brother, named Zhang, Fei and Yide. He took the general from a million troops like taking objects, looking at the pattern. Today, he saw it, he was indeed brave. He removed the Qingluo umbrella cover of a certain family and saw how the reckless man was doing martial arts."

"Removing the Qingluo umbrella cover." Speaking of this, He Xiangdong stole his breath and his expression was condensed. The next part was the fastest stage of penetrating the mouth, and it was getting faster and faster, which was also a challenge to him. However, he saw He Xiangdong's lips flew up and down, his speech was very fast, but his pronunciation was very clear.

"I saw Zhang Feibao's head and eyes, with a tough iron face, a bright and bright middle, a bright and black middle, a pair of black steel beards under the jaw, like steel needles, just like iron wire, wearing a tart iron helmet, two dragons fighting treasures, red tassels float, eight treasures on it, Yunluo umbrella covers the flower crown on it, a large leaf chain armor with lock characters, a soap robe, tiger head fighting boots, a horse under the crotch, a beast of smoke and clouds in the thousands of miles, and a snake spear with a hand. Standing on the bridge, gritting teeth, beating the chest and resentful, cursing: Cao, listen to the truth, now your family, Zhang San is here, you are attacking, fighting, or fighting, fighting, not attacking, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting, not fighting,

This penis was used to make him feel fine sweat on his forehead, which shows that he had sold his strength. He Xiangdong put his hand behind him, and pointed out his other hand with two fingers, and a very beautiful ending came: "The descendants praised him for his poem: Save Zhao Yun in front of Changbanpo, and repel Cao Cao's millions of troops, his surname was Zhang Fei and his name was Yide, and he was reckless forever!"

"Okay." Master Fang Wenqi gave a thumbs up and praised him. He had to praise him. It was rare for a nine-year-old child to be able to talk about the reckless person with eight screens to this point.

He Xiangdong wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and smiled proudly, "What, man, this job is good."

Fang Wenqi nodded in agreement: "It's a blessing that you have a good master."

He Xiangdong looked disgusted. He often put a lot of effort into practicing martial arts, just take Zhao Yun riding a white dragon horse and holding a silver spear in his hand as an example, but He Xiangdong practiced this move no less than ten thousand times.

I ride a long bench under my crotch and hold a long stick in my hands to perform riding a horse and fighting. Don’t think that this is something fun. It may be interesting to have two minutes to get it, but I have to wear my legs all day and all month, and my master is standing next to me with a stick. If the movements are not standard, it means that the stick is down. It is very hard for artists to learn skills.

Like in the past, some crosstalk artists learned from martial artists to play these characters well and fought well. They really learned how to make a move, which shows the artist's emphasis on art. There are also differences between literary and martial arts in crosstalk. Wen is afraid of writing and martial arts, and martial arts are afraid of great bodyguards. None of them is simple.

However, He Xiangdong is not thinking about making art now, and he looks backward from time to time.

Fang Wenqi was amused and knew what He Xiangdong was going to do. He immediately said, "Okay, stop watching. If you want to find your child bride, just look for it. Remember to come back early."

"Okay." He Xiangdong agreed and ran out the door excitedly.

"This kid." Fang Wenqi grinned, with his hands behind his back, humming a little song in his mouth, and walked into the house.

He Xiangdong ran out of the door happily, and his short legs were fast.

The traffic in the suburbs of Tianjin in 1984 was not as congested as in later generations. Cars were a rare thing in that era, so children don’t have to worry about having fun on the road, just pay attention to the bicycle.

He Xiangdong and his master lived in the east of the county town, close to the countryside. It was considered the suburbs at that time. The ground was paved with yellow mud and it was also made of rectangular bluestone slabs on it. This kind of old road was fine on sunny days, but it would be a disaster when it rained. You could get back with two kilograms of mud when you go out.

After trotting, He Xiangdong came to an old farmyard and didn't go in. He jumped to the side very familiarly, jumped onto a stone pier, and looked inside with his feet.

Inside, a little girl with a braid was placed in front of her flat wooden leather drum, which was supported on a bamboo rack made of several bamboo sticks. The girl was holding a wooden uniform board in her hand and a bamboo drum stick in her hand.

He sang: "The grass is green under Mawei Slope, and today there are still concubines tombs. When there are poems written on the wall, everyone is resentful. When you enter the temple, you will feel sad. If you go to the west, you will be invited to go. Why don't you sigh at the bell on a rainy night? Yang Guifei's fragrance disperses under the pear blossom tree. Chen Yuanli led the army soldiers to protect him. He sighed that the king has thousands of desolation and loneliness, and his heart is like drunkenness and tears are like falling."

The singer is the representative work of the famous Jingyun artist Luo Yusheng, Jiange Wenling. The girl who sang the Jingyun drum is Tian Jiani. She is He Xiangdong's new friend. Because she is two years older than He Xiangdong, she is also jokingly called by Fang Wenqi as He Xiangdong's child bride.

There was an old man standing opposite the little girl, completely different from Fang Wenqi's sloppy appearance. The old man was dressed in a delicate manner, with a long jacket, a cloth shoes, and his head was combed backwards, his silk was not messy, and he also had a pair of glasses on his nose, which looked like an old-school intellectual.

The old man's name is Bai Qiang, and he is Tian Jiani's master.
Chapter completed!