In the twenty-sixth year of King Lihe, the fifteenth day of August, the autumn equinox of the solar terms.

Today is both the moon and the harvest, and the two festivals meet, diluting some of the rancid smell of war and plague.

Since it is the night of the moon, all the soldiers in the country except for the border have gone home to enjoy the rare warmth. Men lick rice, clever women pick vegetables, and children make osmanthus.

Hefeng is a unique festival in the country of Mandarin to celebrate this year's harvest and pray for good weather in the coming year.

Although this year's Hefeng Festival is still fragrant and charming, it is always inferior compared to previous years, just because it has encountered man-made disasters among the three evils.

Li people are most afraid of three evils, one is natural disasters, the other is man-made disasters, also called military disasters; The third is insect infestation. Although the country of the river worships the river god in the secluded area of the west of the country every year and prays to the river god to bless the wind and rain in the coming year, this year the state of mind of the river god has undergone a subtle change and does not shelter the country anymore.

A military disaster caused a poor harvest in all parts of the country, and Uncle Yu's face was as bitter as a vegetable garden that had been trampled by a loose fat ox, but he was still carefully preparing the grains and three animals to be distributed on his head.

There are two prohibitions on the Hefeng Festival, one is the fasting order, which cannot be eaten; The second is the lockdown order, and you can't go out. Although there is no precedent for being punished for violating the ban, few people disobey, after all, it is disrespectful to the river god, and the river god does not bless him, and the next year will be fruitless.

Jue temporarily lives in Uncle Yu's house, one old and one young, Uncle Yu's name is Jade Niu, he is a taciturn farmer, Jue doesn't talk much, the two are like two trees, one big and one small, silent.

Jue stepped on the crystal dew early in the morning and went up Taoli Mountain along the empty ridge road. After Mr. Meng left, Mr. Taoli School was vacant, and Zhao Botao went to Bayang twice to ask Mr. Shu, either dislike the remote place or dislike the fact that there are too few 20 knives every year, so Mr. Teaching has been vacant, so Zhao Botao set up a school at home, twice a year, taught by him.

Two citrus knives are worth a month's harvest for a family of five, and only a few can get two citrus knives, so let these children roam around like wild dogs.

Uncle Yu wanted to send Jue to Zhao Jiameng to study, but Jue couldn't go, so he had to give up.

Taoli Mountain is much more barren, and there is no longer a scene of Mr. Meng making tea and singing, and reading by the lamp. Jue had no impression of Taoli School, but he didn't want to go to Zhaojiameng to study, so Yuniu sent him here.

Pushing the door in, there are more than a dozen rolls of bamboo slips left by Mr. Meng, Jue kneeling in front of the bookcase, spreading out a roll of bamboo slips, engraved with the word "li". He slowly rubbed the bamboo slip, trying his best to imagine Mr. Meng's handsome appearance when he recited this volume of poetry.

Spread out the bamboo slips, I don't know a word, and I feel very cordial, such as plumbing fish, like drought and rain.

The children of the same age still called him an idiot, and he patiently asked for their names, but he still didn't remember goodbye.

The west of the orange is very small, so small that the rooster of the Zhao family chirps and the dog barks of the Shao family can spread all over every Yi. Zongxi is very small, Jue can know even younger, his mother is not there, Mr. Meng is not there, Shi Yanzhou is not there, Liu Changan is not there, except for Uncle Yu, who knows him day and night, no matter how many people don't know him.

Jue tried his best to outline the memories he once had, such as Mr. Meng making tea and singing, such as Shi Yanzhou breaking branches and practicing swords, such as Liu Chang'an shaving food in the field......

An idiot is an idiot after all, he can't remember any of this, his head is as vast as a snowfield, and there is not even a dead tree.

Jue still remembers that Mr. Meng said when he was serving the grain: "He gets two ears for Jiahe; The teacher has two sons, and he is a good teacher. ”

He pillowed the "Book of Rites" that he didn't know, and carefully pondered the meaning of Mr. Meng's words. Jiahe asked for one grain and two ears, he had seen Uncle Yu harvest rice, but he had never found one grain and two ears, and he was a little annoyed; A good teacher must have two sons, of course Mr. Meng can be called a good teacher, but Mr. Meng only has one disciple of Shi Yanzhou, it would be great if he was not an idiot.

Walking out of the peach and plum school, there are peaches and plums in the small vestibule, and there is a well-proportioned and smooth stone on one side, each with a word. He remembered that yesterday he also asked a child who came here to hunt for treasure, and the child said that these two words are "peach" and "li", which is the name of the peach and plum school, and more Jue can't remember it clearly, only remember that it is related to the sword.

Jue was grateful, and repeatedly asked the child's name, but unfortunately he still couldn't remember.

"Brother Jue, I knew you were here." A child folded a bunch of daisies and came slowly, and Jue recognized it as the child from yesterday.

Jue's face was full of joy and his face was tense, so he had to say, "You're here again?" I don't remember your name again, forgive me. “

The childish man squatted on the "peach" stone, pulled Jue to sit on the "Li" stone, and said word by word: "My name is Junyi, remember." “

Jue carefully recited it three times, nodded seriously, and seriously promised that he would not dare to forget it next time. It's just that Junyi's pouting mouth shows his attitude, he has come to Taoli School every day for half a month to hunt for treasures, Jue can barely remember the word "Taoli" on this peach and plum stone, and he has to ask the name every day, he doesn't believe that Ming Erjue remembers.

Jue looked down at the ants fighting, and wanted to ask the story of Tao Li Shi but it was difficult to speak. Junyi told the story of Tao Li Shi for half a month, and he didn't care about spending more words, so he took the initiative to ask: "Brother Jue, do you want to listen to the story of Tao Li Shi?" ”

Jue nodded sheepishly.

"A long, long time ago, there was an immortal who came with a sword, and with a sword he smashed the peach and plum stone, and it became what it is now." Junyi said matter-of-factly.

Jue was still waiting for Junyi to continue, and when he saw that he was silent, he asked, "Gone?" “

"No, that's all," Junyi's little face flushed, he wouldn't admit that this was the fifteenth version, and even he broke the branch for the sword and said, "In the future, I will also be the world's first-class swordsman." “

Jue's heart is like a vast snowfield, and there is Junyi walking with a sword on the snowfield.

"Brother Jue, what about you?" Junyi waved a few children's sword skills, felt bored, and blinked his eyes and asked Jue.

"I'm just an idiot, I don't know anything, I don't remember anything." Jue smiled bitterly and shook his head, an idiot, what future does he deserve.

He forgot about it day by day, and only remembered that he had come to Taoli School yesterday, and he couldn't remember any more. It's like having a long dream, in the dream, I have been far away, I have seen the prosperity of Luoyi, and I am also plugging the reckless plain to drive wolves and tigers, and practice swords, and when the rooster cries to break the dawn, I yawned, and the dream was like ripples, and it returned to calm.

"How can a man be so depressed, he must first set a small goal for himself, for example, I want to kill all the Chu people." Junyi waved two more sword moves, and said the most vicious words with the most vicious tone and the most hideous expression, although the expression looked cute in Jue's eyes.

"Chu people?" Jue had no impression of the Chu people, so he asked, "Why do you want to kill all the Chu people?" “

"I am a Qi person, and the hatred of Qi Chu is not shared with the sky," probably because he was afraid that Jue would not be able to understand the word "Dai", so Junyi added, "Dai refers to holding this piece of heaven, not wearing a crown and hat." “

Jue seemed to understand whether he understood or not, Junyi's solemn appearance was a little infectious, although he couldn't understand it, but he could express his feelings, and there was only so much he could do.

Junyi is a Qi person, after the destruction of the Qi State of Chu, he migrated to the Fang State with an uncle, and that uncle had some means, so Junyi did not move south with the displaced people all the way to the Southern Wilderness, but settled down in this remote area in the west of the Zong. There is no other reason, there is only a river between Tongxi and Qidong, and only the taste of the hometown can sleep peacefully.

"Brother Jue, you also have to set a small goal for yourself." Junyi thought that Jue was depressed, so she clenched her little fists to cheer him up.

Probably because he still didn't say anything when he saw Jue, Junyi simply made an idea for him: "For example, marry the best-looking beauty in the world, such as being a wandering knight, such as going to the Luoyi Academy on the other side of the mountain to discuss with the sage." ”

Junyi was startled after he said it, it was not his intention to say this, he wanted to say that he would marry a daughter-in-law who is not good or bad, be a good person who is free from disasters and diseases, and do a big thing that can be shown off to his children and grandchildren when he is old, but he unexpectedly said his goal in his heart.

Seeing Jue's frowns, he thought that he had touched Jue's sadness and didn't dare to speak again, so he went into the house and turned out a rough tea stove to make a cup of tea. Junyi's family was originally a tea merchant, but the tea garden was occupied by the Chu people, and the family only left an uncle and two of them, so they took refuge in the country. As a tea merchant, he naturally knows how to make tea, and his craftsmanship is not bad.

Jue is as determined as dead wood, Junyi said to marry the best beauty in the world, and Mang's original woman came, leaving a dark fragrance that was not thick or light; Junyi said that when he was a wandering knight, he walked with a man and a dog, leaving a series of footprints that were neither deep nor shallow; Junyi said that he went to the Luoyi School Palace on the far side of the mountain to discuss with the sage, Mangyuan turned into a small chessboard, there was white dew freshly cooked tea, a small red mud stove, and a person came slowly, asking: "If you want snow in the evening, can you enjoy a cup?" ”

My heart is like a reckless plain, vast and desolate.

Jue thought about the vague figure that appeared in Mangyuan, and he couldn't help but read it: "If you want snow in the evening, can you enjoy a cup?" ”

"Reward." Jue asked and answered himself, startling Junyi who came out with the teacup.

Without waiting for Junyi to speak, Jue took this white dew tea, like a cow chewing a peony without time to taste the taste and swallow it.

"Hot." Junyi hurriedly stopped it, for fear that this idiot would be burned, then he couldn't get out of it, after all, he was an outsider, and he was not treated well, and only this idiot did not dislike himself.

"Good tea, what kind of tea is this?" Jue smacked his lips and reminisced about the taste of that tea, where did he look like an idiot.

"This is white dew tea, spring tea is bitter, summer tea is astringent, you want to drink tea, autumn white dew." Junyi showed all the goods in his stomach, but he couldn't let Brother Jue look down, he really cherished this friend, was willing to listen to his nonsense, and was willing to accompany him to hunt for treasures, but it was a pity that he was an idiot.

"Okay, remember." Jue nodded and nodded very seriously, if it weren't for Junyi's knowledge of him, I'm afraid he would have believed it to be true.

"Brother Jue, are you going to worship the river god?" Junyi glanced at the lively and extraordinary Zongxi, and could not hide her excitement. In the end, he is a child, although he has a solid family background, he has never seen the scene of worshiping the river god, not to mention that it is rumored that Jiang Wangshu, a shocking guest in the world, will be present in person.

For the two countries of Fang and Qi, Jiang Wangshu is an undefeated myth, washing the west to resist the three generations of the Luo clan of Shu for 26 years and winning every battle, mentioning the word Jianghou The Shu people are frightened where they still have the will to fight, and even in the face of the overlord of Chu, he is not inferior, although the two did not decide the superiority, but Jiang Hou still exists in the world, and the husband is wrong but there is no news, and the judgment is made. As for the record of defeating five top generals in a row with his own strength, Jiang Wangshu's prestige was pushed to the peak, turning the tide of the tide, supporting the general of the building, and forcibly pulling the fang country back from the brink of extinction.

Junyi did not hide the yearning in his eyes, like Jiang Wangshu, he walked alone in Liangzhou, and then killed all the Chu people. He couldn't bear to leave Jue behind, so he stared at him pitifully, making Jue a little unnatural.

"Okay, go check it out." Jue didn't want to go, he was still looking for lost memories, and every grass and tree in Taoli School was filled with Mr. Meng's breath, which made him intoxicated, but he couldn't bear to refuse, after all, Junyi was the first person to call him a brother.

This brother made Jue's heart feel comfortable, and the mood of the idiot had undergone some subtle changes, so he had to take care of this cheap brother.

The two went down Taoli Mountain together, and along the way, Junyi chirped like a bird, Jue listened patiently, and became more and more curious about what this Jianghou who was touted by Junyi as a god looked like.

The altar was newly erected, and the two of them could not squeeze in, but stretched their necks like sheep eating leaves on a high tree, and squeezed their heads through the gaps between the adults.

The one who reads the memorial text is still Lizheng Zhao Botao, this middle-aged elder is already the fourth year of serving as a veteran, and his expression is still restrained, after all, there is a big man behind him.

"Brother Jue, look, that's Jiang Hou." Junyi only squeezed in one head, so he had to pout in the direction of Jiang Hou.

Jue's heart is like a piece of reckless plains, desolate and desolate, there are Jiang Hou under the moon to break branches to practice swords, flying in the snow, like a shock.

"From this year onwards, there is no need to sacrifice to the river god with boys and girls," Jiang Wangshu arched his hand towards the river and shouted loudly, "Lord River God, offended." ”

The people of Tangxi took a breath, only Zhao Botao's eyes were confused, and he forgot the words for a while, only holding the bamboo tube, not putting it, nor shaking it.

"The Great Mandarin Country, the Citrus Xili is Zhao Botao, and he personally sacrifices to the river god."

"Jia Ren, the doctor of Bayang in the Great Mandarin Kingdom, personally sacrifices to the river god."

"The Great Fang Kingdom is the southern border of the Zhigui Yang Xian personally sacrifices to the river god."

"Jing Qijun, the palace master of Shuli Xinggong in the Great Fang Kingdom, personally sacrifices to the river god."

"The Taibao of the Great Fang Kingdom, the Eastern Border Zhigui Fan Mustard Seed personally sacrifices to the River God."

"The Taishi of the Great Mandarin Kingdom, the Western Governor Guiba Mang, personally sacrifices to the river god."

"The Taifu of the Great Mandarin Kingdom, the Northern Zhigui, and the Hou Jiang Wangshu of the Zongjiang River worship the river god."

"The monarch of the Great Mandarin Kingdom is cool and personally sacrifices to the river god." The new king was young, and the Taishi Ba Mang sacrificed to the river god for the new king.

A long list of names made Jue smack his tongue, where did he remember it, but it was Junyi who said that the world was more interesting. Jue had already admired Jiang Wangshu's figure, so he withdrew from the crowd and looked at Tang Tang Jiang in a daze.

Jue's heart is like a piece of reckless plains, vast and desolate, there are old sheep crawling, eagles soaring, clouds singing, and thin fish in the water.

In front of everyone's eyes, Jue rushed into the Mandarin River like a thin fish.

Jiang Wangshu jumped up from the high platform, followed closely into the Tong River, and then carried this thin fish ashore.

Yu Niu hurriedly took the thin fish, Junyi nervously ran over to take a look, and when he saw that there was no big problem, he took a breath, greedily breathed Jiang Wangshu's reckless breath, like drinking a good white dew tea, and his face was intoxicated.

Jue was wet like a chicken in soup, and Jiang Wangshu was also wet like a frightening splash, and the world was different.

One is an idiot, and the other is Jiang Hou who walks alone in Liangzhou, and there is almost no intersection between the two. Jue looked at this reckless poet from Liangzhou seriously, and Jiang Wangshu was also looking at this young man who dived for no reason, and the two looked at each other silently.

Jue's heart is like a reckless plain, vast and desolate, there are Jiang Hou and the overlord's husband wrong gambling battle, Jiang Hou defeated Song and Chu five generals in a row, and Jiang Hou with one enemy and ten thousand.

"Why dive?" Jiang Wangshu spoke.

"It's not diving, it's diving." Jue tried to correct, but his strong desire and instinct drove him to the water, so he ran into the river without saying a word.

"He's an idiot, Jiang Hou shouldn't care." Zhao Botao laughed on the side, this idiot almost ruined the river god sacrifice, it was really stubborn, but Jiang Hou was present, he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Jiang Wangshu ignored Zhao Botao, his face was like a snowy smile, showing a warm smile, and turned to leave.

The sacrifice to the river god finally completed a more streamlined procedure, the big men from the capital all left by boat, the aborigines in the western part of the fang also went home, the harvest festival is over, and the moon is over, although the harvest is poor, but the moon is worth celebrating, the new rice has been cooked, the man rarely played a small pot of wine, and the children are hungry for the delicious fish on the table.

Yuniu led Jue home without saying a word, and the two of them were silent in the cold room like two trees, one big and one small.

"Mr. Meng gave the name Jue, and the name Citrus Citrus, so you should be close to the Jiang River." Yu Niu turned his face away and said, Jue's face was too calm, calm like a pool of stagnant water, without waves. There are only two kinds of people who can do not change their face in front of Jiang Wangshu and be as calm as stagnant water, one is extraordinary, and the other is an idiot.

Jue is the latter, but Yuniu is soft every time, just like now, the two look at each other silently, he doesn't open his mouth, Jue doesn't open his mouth, he sits quietly for a night, Jue also sits quietly for a night. Yuniu, who has been silent like an old cow all his life, brought the meal to the table and beckoned, "Eat." ”

It was already his bottom line to be soft and comfort Jue before, and such a silent man threw the rice in the bowl like an old cow chewing straw. Not long after, Yuniu came back with a pot of wine, whistling and greeting, "Haven't eaten yet?" Uncle gave you a drink, how can a man not drink. ”

This year's harvest is poor, and it is not easy to eat a full meal, and I don't know where Yuniu got the spare money to drink. In the end, he is an idiot, he is an idiot who has no heart and lungs and only pretends to be a vast plain, where does he care about how the jade cow makes the wine, like a cow sucking water and pouring it down.

"Leave me some." Yu Niu snatched the small wine jug in frustration and shook out a few drops of wine to satisfy his hunger.

"Knives, swords." Full of wine and food, Jue spit out two words.

Yuniu took a knife and a sword, which Jue brought back from Saishang Mangyuan, and the forging skills were very vulgar, just suitable for him, a vulgar idiot.