Chapter Eighty-Five: Who Are?

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After Xie Shen finished chanting a poem, he exhaled very happily, and his eyes turned slightly to Wang Shouren. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

He didn't want to sacrifice a big killer like "Linjiang Immortal" in advance, but just now Wang Shouren inadvertently mentioned Lu Fangweng's "Queqiao Immortal", and it is not difficult to understand that Xie Shen chanted "Linjiang Immortal" when he looked at the river and touched the scene.

People always have emotions, and if everything is executed according to the plan, wouldn't it be too boring.

Wang Shouren was silent for a long time, and wanted to open his mouth several times, but the words came to his mouth and were swallowed alive.

Xie Shen has a talent for poetry...... He knew this, and during the time he spent with the boy, Wang Shouren could obviously feel that this was a talented reader. But not all people with great talent can write Xie Shen's poem just now.

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes......"

Wang Shouren looked out the window at the turbulent river, looking quite excited.

"Brother Shen Xian's words are really amazing!" Wang Shouren got up and paced in the middle cabin with his hands behind his back: "Everyone in the world is chasing fame and fortune, but the foolish brother only aims to be a sage, but now it seems that whether it is a big official or a gentry, or a sage and a celebrity, it is all empty in the end!" ”

Xie Shen smiled bitterly: "I can't say that, those who are officials do something and don't do something, and the same is true for sages and sages." As long as you can realize your ambitions, even if it is only one out of ten, it is not in vain. ”

Xie Shen didn't want Wang Shouren to see through the red dust because of a poem, if the great generation of mental masters was troubled and escaped into the empty door, then he would be guilty.

"A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet, and many things in ancient and modern times are all laughed at...... Brother Shen Xian's original intention was nostalgia, but the foolish brother understood it wrongly. ”

Wang Shouren waved his hand in shame and said: "This time I went to Hangzhou Mansion, if I followed Brother Shenxian's previous plan and met the general flag of the brocade guard, I am afraid it will take some effort." The foolish brother wanted to go to the Yamen of the Judge to meet Lu Shibo and ask him to match. ”

Lu Yuan?

Hearing this, Xie Shen's heart couldn't help but sink. He also had several dealings with the deputy envoy during his time in Shaoxing. In his impression, Lu Yuan was a typical Confucian official. Although Lu Yuan's official position is to inspect the deputy envoy, there is not the slightest hint of anger from his face.

Lu Yuan returned to Shaoxing probably to avoid Jinyiwei, but Qiao Zhen unceremoniously chased after Shaoxing......

Lord Lu and Beizhen Fu Si Qiao Zongqi have been talking secretly in the mansion for so long, God knows what they talked about. One thing is certain, though, that the two must have reached some kind of agreement.

Since this is the case, there is no need for Lu Yuan to continue to hide in the old house in Shaoxing and pretend to be sick, it is inevitable to return to Hangzhou Mansion.

Xie Shen and Wang Shouren went to Hangzhou Mansion this time, and if they wanted to attract the attention of Jinyiwei, relying on Lu Yuan was obviously the best way.

"That's a good idea, but has Brother Shouren ever thought about what to do if he can't get evidence?"

Xie Shen's worries were not unreasonable, and experience had taught him to prepare for the worst before doing anything.

Wang Shouren's uncle has been working with Lu Zhongjing, the salt transport envoy, all the year round, and must have been exposed to many unsightly things. These things will definitely leave evidence in the daily processing. This evidence may be a book, it may be a document, but in short, it must be a physical object that can be demonstrated.

This evidence, Wang Shouren's uncle, will definitely carefully put it away and hide it in an absolutely safe place.

Salt transportation is the two richest places in the oil, and it is impossible to get out of the mud without staining it after mixing in this kind of place for a long time. It's nothing more than that some people are blackened and coerced by others. In Xie Shen's opinion, Wang Shouren's uncle must be this kind.

But the people of Jinyiwei will not care about this, and the people of Dongchang will not care about this.

If Wang Shouren couldn't persuade him to hand over this life-saving evidence in exchange, it would be impossible to rely on Jinyi Wei to deliver a message to the palace.

"By now, my uncle should also understand that people are swordsmen, and I am fish and meat."

Wang Shouren smiled miserably, his words full of helplessness.

His uncle really did not have the qualifications to negotiate terms with Jinyiwei, and he obediently handed over the evidence to have a chance to save his life.

The atmosphere in the cabin was a little depressing, so at this time, the shipwreck of "Sanmingwa" walked into the cabin and brought two plates of dried fruits.

"The two sons can eat something casually and put it on the mat, and they may have to wait for a while at the dock in front."

The boatlady was dressed in a royal blue floral dress, tied with a red belt around her waist, and her skin looked very fair. A black hair is neatly fixed with a wooden hairpin, and occasionally a few green silks are scattered, and a mature woman's charm hits her face.

Although she is about thirty years old, she is dressed very charmingly, Xie Shen swallowed a mouthful of spit, and secretly said sins and sins in her heart.

This boat lady can be his mother at her age, how can she be tempted.

Why is that? We've paid double the price, and it's supposed that we've already secured the boat, and you can't dock to pick up any more passengers. ”

Wang Shouren thought that the boat lady wanted to pick up the boat passengers from the front dock by the way, and said angrily for a while.

If it's a weekday, it's just that, but they're in a hurry.

The sooner you arrive in Hangzhou, the sooner you can see your uncle.

The sooner you see your uncle, the sooner you can get the evidence and try to rescue him.

He can't delay a bit!

"Childe is so angry. It was not that the slave family was greedy for money and wanted to attract passengers, but that there were big men who went down the river to Hangzhou, and this waterway has been blocked. If the slave family is right, the dock in front of it is probably already blocked like a vegetable market. ”

The boat lady was innocently beaten by Wang Shouren, so naturally she didn't have a good face, and sneered at Wang Shouren, which made his face flushed.

The scholar is thin-skinned, and Wang Shouren is naturally the same, when he learned that he had misunderstood the boat lady, he smiled bitterly and arched his hand at him as an apology.

"It's a bit abrupt, but I wonder how long we're going to have to wait at the dock in front?"

The boat lady snorted and said, "Childe asked, how should the slave family get back to Childe." After a pause, the boat lady continued: "It depends on when the captain's boat can get to the dock, if his boat driver is delayed, I am afraid he will have to wait all the time." ”

Seeing that Wang Shouren was forced to retreat by the boat lady, Xie Shen couldn't sit still.

The clay man still has three points of temperament, not to mention the scholar.

"When we chartered the boat just now, why didn't you say that it would be forbidden to sail, if you knew that the waterway could not be taken, we would have taken the land route a long time ago!"

Although it is a bit tiring to travel by road, it is not enough to be stuck at the pier and unable to make the trip. If you spend ten days and a half months here, Uncle Wang Shouren's affairs will definitely be yellow.

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