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The two of them were both relieved by this, even if they could withstand this level of cold, but the thought of being able to bake and have a good night's sleep couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths.

Soon, they came to the place where the fire flickered, and when they got closer, they realized that it was actually a lighthouse.

This is the seaside, and the sound of the waves is the most beautiful sound in the long dark night.

"Hey, anyone?" Zheng Fei raised his head and shouted to the top of the lighthouse.

The lights dimmed for a moment, presumably blocked by the figure inside, and a few seconds later, a man appeared at the top of the tower, looking down through the window.

The man complained, got dressed, and went downstairs.

His steps were so light that he could not be heard in the silence of the night, and in about half a minute, the wooden door at the bottom of the tower creaked open, and the tower keeper coughed, stepped out with an oil lamp, and looked at the visitor by the faint light.

"It's strange that someone would come here. He muttered, a look of confusion in his eyes.

"We'd like to borrow it for one night, okay?"

In order to facilitate communication, Zheng Fei deliberately learned a few words of practical Danish.

"Of course, but I don't have a bed here, so you have to lay a quilt and sleep on the floor. The tower keeper nodded.

Zheng Fei didn't understand what he said, but seeing him nodding, he must have agreed, so he took out a few gold coins and handed them to him.

"It's the cost of accommodation. ”

The tower keeper didn't expect the other party to give money, so he was very excited, quickly took it and put it in his arms, and said with a smile: "Come in, if you need dinner, I can help you warm up milk." ”

The Danish language of the tower keeper was so misty that Zheng Feiyun heard it, since he didn't understand it, then answer with thank you, this is the most troublesome word.

"Thank you. He laughs.

In addition to his wife, there are two sons and a daughter, the eldest son was recruited to join the army by the expedition plan, and the younger son was not yet eighteen years old and stayed at home with his sixteen-year-old sister.

During the day, they would occasionally go hunting and fishing, or go to the beach to pick up some colored shells, and when their father was going to the town to buy supplies, they would sell the shells to the noble lady who regarded them as treasures.

When Zheng Fei went upstairs, the family had just finished dinner, the mother was teaching her daughter to sew sweaters, and the son who was hanging aside was standing silently at the window, reading words that no one could hear.

In the clear eyes of the young man, there is dissatisfaction with life and the desire to express emotions.

"When the sun fades to its last rays, dark clouds come from the sea like a tide, and overflow the dikes, and the red and white lighthouses stand silently, guiding the seafaring travelers......"

Surprisingly, he spoke not Danish, but Latin.

Out of curiosity, Zheng Fei came to the young man's side, leaned on the window edge, unscrewed the lid of the wine jug and took a sip.

"Hey, whose poem are you reading?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and showed a smile that was even more surprised than him: "Do you know Latin?"

"Of course, I'm from the south of Europe. ”

"Well, it's been a long time since we've had a guest here...... This is a poem I wrote myself. ”

"Yes, not bad. Seeing the young man staring at his wine jug, Zheng Fei smiled: "Would you like to take a sip?"

The boy stole a glance at his father, who was heating milk in the corner, and whispered, "Quick, don't be seen by him, he never lets me drink." ”

Zheng Fei gave him the wine jug, and saw that he seemed to have never seen wine for eight hundred years, and raised his neck and poured a few big sips.

"Terry, what are you drinking?!" the tower keeper shouted fiercely.

The cold scolding made the young man shudder, put down the flask and said weakly: "Juice ......"

The tower keeper looked at Zheng Fei: "Is it really juice?"

Zheng Fei hesitated, moved his mouth slightly, and asked the young man in the lowest voice, "What is he talking about?"

"You just have to answer yes. The boy replied quickly.

"Yes. Zheng Fei smiled and covered for the young man.

The tower keeper gave the boy a blank look, dropped a sentence that he was not allowed to drink, and left him alone, and added some firewood to the stove.

The young man sighed with relief, stuck out his tongue, and smiled at Zheng Fei, "Thank you." ”

Then the boy turned his attention to the window, the starry night sky, the invisible but audible sea.

Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows, looked at his lonely expression, and recalled the poem he had just recited.

Long.

"You can see that you don't want to stay in this lighthouse?" Zheng Fei said.

"Hmm. A simple answer.

"If your father agrees, how about coming with me, I am a navigator and I need a talented poet who can write beautiful poems about our voyages. ”

"Really?" the young man's eyes flashed with a look that he had never seen before.

Zheng Fei Nunu mouthed, and took out a small cloth bag from the package: "There are a hundred gold coins in here, go and discuss it with your father." ”

"No need to discuss, he will definitely agree, he would like to send me out, then there will be one less person in the family to eat. ”

The boy took the bag in ecstasy and ran to his father, the faint light of the oil lamp reflecting his face, unreservedly showing his inner excitement and hope for the future.

Poet, there is finally a tall character in the fleet.

"Hey, why are you taking him away?" Brad leaned over.

"Because we need a poet to write poems and ballads for everyone and enrich everyone's lives. ”

"Well, why haven't I seen you recruit poets before?"

"Talented people are hard to come by, I have never met them before, and for some reason I just think that this teenager has that kind of talent. ”

"Talent. Brad mused, "But didn't you say that nothing can't be done as long as you work hard?"

After a few moments of silence, staring at the sea in the dark night, Zheng Fei curled the corners of his mouth, raised the wine jug and took a sip.

"If you work hard and be useful, what do you need to be a genius for?"

Brad couldn't help but smile bitterly, raising his eyebrows slightly: "What a cruel word." ”

"Don't pretend, you're a real genius too. ”

Zheng Fei smiled, just as the tower keeper handed over the hot milk, and after drinking it, he went to sleep on the floor.

Tonight, he fell asleep to the incessant sound of the waves, and this feeling was really long gone.

Sure enough, as the boy said, the tower keeper desperately wanted to give him away, and a hundred gold coins were enough to "buy".

In fact, there is a reason why the tower keeper is relieved to let his son go.

The expedition plan needs to recruit a large number of soldiers, the eldest son has already enlisted in the army, and the younger son will be drafted when he turns eighteen years old in half a year, and the army gives the family a pitiful amount of money, so it is better to let the son go with Zheng Fei.

Early the next morning, shortly after dawn, Zheng Fei and the others took the carriage of the tower guards to a nearby town, where they had to change cars and return to the city where they had set off. (To be continued.) )