In the southern capital, there is a big ship moored in Longwan on the side of the Jinchuanmen River, and a large flag with Song characters is hung on the mast.

Song Jie, who was dressed in brocade clothes and had a cold face, watched as the family in the house carried the last batch of cages onto the boat, and waved his big hand, "Pull the anchor." Sail! ”

"Wait a minute—" A long cry drifted down the river breeze.

"Eldest prince, look-" The people next to Song Jie pointed in the direction of the city gate, Song Jie looked into the distance, and saw three people riding horses galloping towards this side.

"The eldest prince, it seems to be Jiang Gongzi of the Dingxi Hou Mansion and Zhang Gongzi of the British Mansion, we-" Someone with sharp eyes saw who the person was.

"Tell me to go down and hold off on sailing." Song Jie ordered.

The three horses galloped to the side of the boat and slowed down, and immediately the three of them dismounted, and walked quickly down the gangway to the big boat.

"Zhang Gongzi, Jiang Gongzi, you came in a hurry, are you in a hurry?" Song Jie asked with a frown.

"The eldest prince, we have a relationship with the second son, and now he is going to go to Beijing, I don't know what year and month he can meet again, so he specially prepared a glass of thin wine and came to see him off, the eldest prince will not be surprised!" Jiang Wenying waved his hand at Song Jie.

"Wen Bo, take them to see the second son." Song Jie snorted coldly and commanded.

"Two sons, please here—" An old man in a brown robe made a gesture of invitation and led the way.

"Grab your stuff, I'll need you to wait for you later." Zhang Tianhe said to a little guy in a green coat and a small hat behind him, with his head bowed and his eyebrows lowered.

"Yes, Childe." The little guy tightened the food box under the crook of his arm.

The three of them followed Wen Bo to a remote cabin at the stern of the ship and stopped, Wen Bo stepped forward and tapped the cabin door: "Second son, your friend has come to see you." ”

"Let them in." Song Ping's voice shrank slightly.

With a "squeak", Wen Bo pushed open the hatch, "Two sons, please-"

"This is my personal subordinate, who serves my son's meal and pours wine." Zhang Tianhe looked at Wen Bo.

Wen Bo bowed his head slightly and did not say a word.

The three of them walked into the cabin, and the young man in Tsing Yi turned around and closed the cabin door.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Zhang Xian, I didn't expect you to come to see me." When Song Ping saw them, a bright color appeared on his haggard fat face.

"Don't say so much, Brother Song, who do you think this is?" Zhang Tianyi pointed to the young man in Tsing Yi behind him.

The little guy in Tsing Yi took off his hat and raised his head, revealing a handsome face.

"Brother Yang Xian—" Song Ping was surprised and delighted.

"Shh-" Jiang Wenying hurriedly waved his hand, "You two hurry up and change your clothes." ”

......

"Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no one in Yangguan in the west. Brother Song, please drink this cup and take care all the way. ”

"Brother Jiang, Brother Zhang Xian, you must come to Beijing to see me." Song Ping's voice was a little choked.

Wenbo stood in the doorway, his eyes seemingly closed.

The hatch opened with a "squeak", Jiang Wenying and Zhang Tianhe walked out with a sigh, and the little guy in a green coat and hat came out and turned around to close the hatch, then lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows and hurriedly followed behind them.

"Strange?" Wen Bo rubbed his dizzy old eyes: "Why does this little guy feel fatter, is he like this?" Hao shook his head frequently: "It seems that I am really old." ”

......

The big ship of the Song family finally pulled anchor and set sail.

"Brother Song Xian, you go west along this path, and at the end of it is the mouth of the Qinhuai River, Mrs. Yang is waiting for you there with Miss Butterfly Rain, go quickly!" Jiang Wenying urged. From time to time, I looked back at the departing ship, as if I was afraid that it would go and return.

"Is Brother Yang Xian really okay?" Song Ping looked apprehensively at the direction in which the big ship was heading.

"Don't worry, Brother Song, Yang Gongzi is strong in martial arts, it's not difficult to get out," Zhang Tianhe glanced at him, "It's you, I'm afraid you'll have to wander the world in the future." ”

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Jiang, Brother Zhang Xian, farewell!" Song Ping waved his hand and turned over on the horse.

"Take care all the way."

The sound of hooves was heard, and the figure became blurred in the blink of an eye.

......

The Qinhuai River flows into the Yangtze River's estuary wharf.

"Dieyu, you and Song Gongzi need to be incognito, and you can't show up in public anymore, there are two of you in the baggage, as well as five hundred taels of silver. Be sure to take ...... well," Shisu explained carefully.

"Girl......" Dieyu choked with tears in her eyes.

"Now is not the time to be emotional, you guys go quickly, if the people of the Xining Hou Mansion find out, it will be terrible." Shisu urged.

"Butterfly rain, the boat is about to leave, let's go." Song Ping took Dieyu's hand and turned his head to look at Zisu: "Mrs. Yang, when you come back, you can say to Brother Yang Xian, I, Song Ping, thank him." ”

"I see, don't talk about it, hurry up......"

......

The boat that pulled Song Ping and Dieyu out of the Qinhuai River estuary and gradually sailed upstream......

"Miss, do you think the master will be in trouble?" Su'er asked on the side, a worried look on her face.

Zi Su retracted his gaze and glanced at her: "Your master is very capable, how can there be anything?" ”

"But he is now facing the Xining Hou Mansion, their family is powerful, I'm afraid that the old man will ......" The rest of the words couldn't be continued.

"With you bless him, he will definitely be fine, he has come over with so many winds and waves, this little thing is nothing?" Shisu looked at her with a strange look, "I didn't expect you to worry about him more than I did." ”

"The master said that when I grow up, let me wait for him." Su'er's eyelashes drooped slightly, and the corners of her mouth hooked a smile.

"This bastard doesn't even let go of the girl next to me." Zi Su scolded secretly in her heart, her face remained silent, "Dieyu is gone, after you go back, you will live directly in her Feiyan Pavilion, I think your talent is even more outstanding than her, it won't be long before you will be more popular than her now." ”

"Miss-" Su'er said timidly: "Su'er doesn't want to be an Oiran anymore, Su'er just wants to be by Miss's side for the rest of her life." ”

"It's not productive." Zi Su snorted, and said in his heart: Just your careful thoughts, you still want to hide it from me. Just as he was about to say two words to her, his eyes rolled, "Okay! Then you can teach Jinxuan well, teach her well, and be able to replace you, you can return to me! ”

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"The eldest prince, the front is the mouth of the canal, you can go straight to Jingshi through Guazhou Town to the north, and Zhenjiang Mansion to the south, it's almost noon, should we stop at Zhenjiang Mansion." The captain at the helm of the ship came over and said to Song Jie.

"To the north, cross Guazhou." Song Jie's words did not hesitate at all.

"The eldest prince-" Wen Bo came to him at some point, and he wanted to speak.

"What's wrong? Wenber. Song Jie asked.

"The second son lost his temper in the room, threw things around, and didn't let us in."

"Let him make trouble, don't pay attention to him, put the food at the door and leave, he will eat if he likes, and take it away if he doesn't eat." Song Jie said coldly.

The Song family's big boat had a smooth journey, passed Huai'an Mansion the next night, and docked at Wutou Town on the shore of Hongze Lake at night. Wutou Town belongs to Qinghe County, Huai'an Prefecture, is a small town at the confluence of the Yellow River and the Huai River, since the Yellow River was diverted to the south and merged with the Huai River in Qinghe County, a big lake was formed, called Hongze Lake.

Yang Muyun had already pretended to be the second son of Song and stayed on the big ship for a day and a night, because he was crazy and playful, so that the people of the Song Mansion did not dare to enter his room, and Song Jie did not pay attention to him, so that he could temporarily fool the past. But he is getting farther and farther away from Nandu and closer and closer to Jingshi, and sooner or later, the fake second son of Song will have to be exposed, forcing him to think about how to get out.

In the vast night, he looked at the vast Hongze Lake, and thought to himself: "It's been two days, Song Ping and Dieyu girl should have fled far away." If I get out now, the people of the Song family should not be able to catch up with them. But I'm just leaving, the Song family still won't let them go, and they have to think of a way to make them think that the second son of Song is dead, so that things can be over. He stroked his chin and swept his gaze to the bookcase in the room, on which was a wad of paper, which was Song Ping's distraught handwritten fragments. He also took a closer look, and secretly joked that the second son of Song did not understand the text and ink, and the font was sloppy.

Right now...... He rolled his eyes and counted on his mind. Immediately sat upright in front of the bookcase, placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, held the pen and concentrated, thought about it slightly, and the pen was full of flowers, and a "Songti" suicide note was written on the paper in an instant. After Yang Muyun finished writing, he picked it up and read it, smiled knowingly, and was about to dry the ink on the paper, when he thought about it: No, Song Ergongzi doesn't read much, and this posthumous writing is very good, which makes people feel that it is not from his handwriting. So he crumpled it up and threw it through the window. He laid out a piece of paper from the new, and wrote a "Songti" suicide note with half-vulgar and half-elegant, in which he sketched and painted a lot, and some of the sentences were very unsmooth, which had the style of the second son of Song.

After he finished writing, he read it carefully, and then he was satisfied and pressed the suicide note under the pen holder. I straightened my clothes, opened the window, and jumped into the lake.

"Plop", the Song family who was on duty at night on the big boat hurriedly rushed to the side of the boat with a lantern, "It's not good, someone has fallen into the water." ”

Yang Muyun struggled to swim into the depths of the lake, and behind him, the lanterns and torches on the Song family's big boat were already in chaos......

The water made a gurgling sound around Yang Muyun, and he didn't know how far he had swam, and when he turned back, the lights on the Song family's big boat had disappeared. He looked up ahead, there were a few bean-sized lights not far away, and he couldn't help but feel energetic, and quickly swam towards the light.

Getting closer and closer to the light, Yang Muyun sped up, and suddenly he felt as if his hands and feet were entangled in something. He struggled, but his hands and feet tightened even tighter. When he was at a loss, the light moved in this direction, and when he got closer, it turned out to be a fishing boat.

"Boss, come out quickly, it seems that the net has reached a big guy, help me pull the net." A woman's voice shouted.

"It turned out that it was a fishing net that caught me." Yang Muyun just muttered for a while, only to hear a man's voice answer. As soon as his body tightened, he was tightly covered in the fishing net, and he was dragged out of the water with a "bang" and landed on the bow deck with a "pop".

Yang Muyun felt a loosening of his body, and a bright light shot into his eyes.

"It's—" came the woman's giggles, "Master, come and see, what do you see we've netted?" ”

Yang Muyun opened his eyes and looked up, only to see a woman about seventeen or eighteen years old staring at him with a pair of big round eyes, covering her mouth with her hands, her shoulders kept shaking, obviously holding back a smile. At this time, a young man about twenty years old with thick eyebrows and big eyes came over, looked at Yang Muyun who was covered in the net, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Mom, how did you find a person in the net?" ”

"It looks like he's still a little minister!" The woman removed the fishing net covering Yang Muyun's body, "Little Xianggong, why did you run into our fishing net?" ”

"I ......" Yang Muyun was speechless for a while.

"You see that people are soaking wet, what do you have to say about going into the cabin and changing clothes." The thick-eyed young man said.

When he got into the cabin, the woman brought him a man's clothes of her own, and went out. Yang Muyun took off his wet robe and changed into a gray coarse cloth shirt. The cabin curtain was raised, and the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes brought a large porcelain bowl, "There is no hot water on the ship, there is a bowl of thin wine here, you drink it to drive away the cold on your body." ”

"Thank you, big brother!" Yang Muyun took the bowl, when the day had entered June, the heat of the day had disappeared, and the night was as cold as water, although he swam in the water for a long time, he did not feel cold.

"Boss, everything is put away, let's go home, shall we?" The woman entered the cabin and said, her eyes glancing at Yang Muyun: "Little Xianggong, are you okay?" ”

"It's much better, thank you sister-in-law for your concern." Yang Muyun bowed his hand.

"Then you can rest in the cabin, and I'll go with the master's boat." The woman smiled and went out of the cabin with the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"This Hongze Lake is very big, it seems that it is no less than Taihu Lake in Huzhou and Chaohu Lake in Luzhou, it is not easy to discern the direction at night, it seems that the only way to follow this young fishing couple first, and then make plans when it is dawn." Yang Muyun thought secretly in his heart.

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Yang Muyun opened the cabin curtain, and at the bow of the boat, the young man was shaking the oars, and the oars dotted on the sparkling lake, spreading out ripples one by one, making the lake surface like a crumpled green forging. The woman sat next to the young man, mending the fishing nets by the moonlight.

"The eldest brother, the sister-in-law, the younger Yang Muyun, is from Jiangnan. I went to Huai'an Mansion in Jiangbei to visit a distant relative, and I didn't want to meet a group of robbers on this lake. He bowed.

"Yang Gongzi doesn't have to be polite, my name is Cao Shuisheng, she is my wife, called Yun Niang." The youth introduced.

"Brother Cao, sister-in-law Cao." Yang Muyun saw the salute again.

"Young Master Yang looks like a scholar." Yun Niang raised her head and glanced at him.

"Xiaosheng is a talent in Huzhou Mansion."

"What do I say? How to talk about crepe. Yun Niang chuckled, "It's really not safe for you to walk alone at night." ”