Far east, a ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and shone down, and the earth was brighter than before. The earth in the early morning is clear. The dew on the leaves of the trees fell with some fear, making a slight noise. The dew on the grass couldn't resist the power of the sun, bent over, and dripped down.

After practicing pranayama, Zhuangzi regained his physical strength. The clothes that were cold on the bushes were also dry. Putting on his clothes, he walked again.

He didn't dare to run wildly anymore, for fear of attracting the attention of passers-by, but his steps were fast, his head was lowered, and he looked in a hurry.

When he was looking inward just now, he heard a lot of passers-by talking. Know! The entire Song Kingdom panicked. Conscription is taking place all over the country, and the ratio of conscription is 50 to 1. On the Korean side, the troops have been assembled on the border of the Song State, ready to attack at any time. At the junction of the Song Kingdom and Korea, as usual, when the war came, all the people who lived there migrated to the center of the Song Kingdom overnight.

The ratio of fifty to one has reached the highest level in history. That's war! Give the feeling to the people.

The ratio of conscription there in Qiyuan is 100 to 1. Because! The Song Kingdom did not have any silver, and there was no way to recruit soldiers in the Qiyuan. Song Guo may not be able to afford so much silver, right? So! The ratio of conscription here is one hundred to one.

But? Zhuangzi still did not believe that the Song Dynasty would start a war.

Today's Song State does not have the national strength to start a war. Since Dai took the Song Dynasty, the national strength of the Song State has deteriorated. By the time the current monarch Song Cuicheng became the king, it would be difficult for him to control the situation, and it would be difficult to maintain the status quo, so where could he still start a war?

Regardless of whether there is a war or not, if there are more refugees fleeing the country, it will be chaotic. Zhuangzi was worried that there would be an accident with the sellers and their group. To know! And the wagon in which they sold them carried so much gold and silver. That's no joke, and if anyone knew, the consequences would be dire.

Zhuangzi remembered that when he came from the Mojia Altar, there was a small river. The river is not very wide, but the current is fast. In the summer, it is the flood season, and the river will only be wider and the current will be faster. I heard Zhang Shan say that if you don't cross the river, you will have to make a lot of detours. In the upper reaches of the creek, there is a wooden bridge, the official toll wooden bridge.

The last time he came, he and Zhang Shan were ferrying across the river.

They had a wagon, and there was so much gold and silver on it, so! They will not cross the river, and they will definitely take a detour. If you take a detour, it will take two more days.

Zhuangzi doesn't know which way they will go? There are many of them, so they can ask people everywhere and ask for the nearest route. And he! Not wanting to chase after him, he wanted to get closer and cross the river first. And then! On the way to the Mojia branch altar and so on.

There will be only two more days, and with the black-clothed senior brother to protect them, there shouldn't be any major incidents. Let alone! In the current Song Kingdom, the war has not yet come, and it is not so chaotic.

After most of the day's journey, Zhuangzi finally came to the small river in the evening.

Really! The river is much wider now than it was when it came, and the current is much faster. On the surface of the river, there are floating branches and debris, whirlpooling from time to time. The water of the river is naturally cloudy, as if there is a rotten smell.

Unfortunately, when he came, the ferryman happened to leave the dock with two passengers in a rowing boat.

"Help! Help me! Help me! …… Help-......"

Zhuangzi was about to sit down cross-legged, enter a state of cultivation, and regain his physical strength. That's it! There was a cry for help from the upper reaches of the opposite side, as if it was a person overboard. He looked that way, but it was too far away to see anything. Simply! Sit down cross-legged, enter the state of concentration, and then enter the state of inner vision, pass through the world, and rush to the scene in the first time.

In the river, sure enough, there was a young man struggling.

Because he was in the inward world, Zhuangzi could not rescue him at all, and could only watch the man struggle.

The ferryman happened to be on an equal line with the person who fell into the water at this time, just! The person who fell into the water is on the cruise, and the boat is downstream. At this time, there were two more passengers on the ship. When the boatman saw someone overboard, he hurriedly turned the bow of the boat and rowed upstream. But! The current is too fast, and the speed still can't be raised.

"Help...... Help-......"

The man who fell into the water shouted a few more times, finally! I was physically exhausted and sank.

When he surfaced again, he was already a few feet downstream. Just right! Not far above the boat's house.

"Help!" The person who fell into the water again cried out for help.

Looking inwardly at the world, Zhuangzi seems to be floating in mid-air, looking down at the situation on the surface of the river. Visible! This overboard man still knows a little bit of water, otherwise! Should have drowned.

With the help of the boatman, with the help of two passengers, the person who fell into the water was finally rescued.

"Ahh Burst! Yes! Poof......"

The man who fell into the water lay on the edge of the boat and vomited in a big gulp!

While rowing, the boatman asked, "Since you don't know how to water, why don't you wait for the boat to come?" ”

"I can't wait! I! The man who fell into the water replied.

The boatman asked again: "What is so urgent that you don't even want your life, do you look at this flood?" If it's in spring or autumn, the wind is calm, and you can still swim through. ”

"I'm going to Wei to be the prime minister, you say? Can I not be in a hurry? ”

When the boatman heard this, he thought it was very funny. Look at this guy like a chicken in soup, looking lost and depressed, and suddenly a look of contempt appeared on his face.

couldn't help but laugh shamefully: "Look at the way you fell into the water just now, the poor one can only shout for help, if I didn't come in time, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to save your life." Can a person like you who can't even drink water still be a prime minister? It's ridiculous. ”

The man who fell into the water was very angry when he heard the boatman's words.

But! He still patiently said to the boatman: "If you want to talk about rowing and watering, of course I am not as good as you; But! When it comes to governing the country and stabilizing society, you can't compare with me. Again! Can water be compared to statecraft? ……”

"Who? Who is he? ”

"Go to Wei to be the prime minister?"

"Hui Shi?"

Zhuangzi suddenly felt that this young man who fell into the water was not Hui Shi? I heard the protectors say that it seems that Wei wants to invite Hui Shi to be the foreign minister.

Didn't you say? Has Hui Shi gone a long time ago? How? He is still in the Song State and has not yet gone to the Wei State?

I looked at the man who fell into the water carefully, and the more I looked at it, the more familiar I felt. It seems like? It's really a giving!

"That's right! He must be Hui Shi! ”

Zhuangzi felt that this person was eloquent, very similar to the Hui Shi when he was a teenager.

How could it be so coincidental to meet him here!

Hey! I'll have to ask when he comes.