The Jun River reached the boundary of Shishijin, and the river was so wide that it could not be seen, and everyone was waiting for a yellow and black boundary line, and after crossing it, they entered the boundless sea from the boundless river.

"Dongzi, before entering the sea, first come to shore. ”

Qi Zuo stood at the bow of the ship and looked into the distance.

The boundary between yellow and black has not yet appeared, so this seemingly boundless water is not really boundless, no matter how much it looks like a sea, a river or a river, as long as you sail unremittingly to the side, the boundless will become boundary, and the civilized world of mankind will beckon to you at the end.

"Left bank or right bank?"

"Left bank. ”

Qi Zhilai turned around and no longer stared at the river, she lifted the curtain and shouted into the cabin:

"It's time to dock, collect everything that should be collected!"

......

On the pier of Zuoshijin, several garrisons wearing hats and robes lazily jumped onto a medium-sized black-sailed sand boat, and four well-dressed people, two men and two women, stood solemnly aside. The ship had two small and one large sails, and it seemed that it was still going to enter the sea.

The soldier lifted the curtain and went into the cabin to inspect it. A young man with a smile on his face squeezed him out.

The young man was wearing a purple copper coin pattern straight-necked deep coat, his face was full of deference, and he had lost the domineering of a disciple.

"Master Jun, this small ship is going to Shizhou, transport some charcoal from the gray mountains, and earn some travel expenses......

No, it doesn't feel right. Ge Lan looked at the young man in front of him and felt that his acting skills were clumsy.

After all, none of the five people in this line resemble a businessman, and the two women with stiffness written between their eyebrows are even more eye-catching wherever they go.

"Business, less nonsense!" the leading garrison furrowed his brows in annoyance, squeezed away the teenager who was in the way, and got into the cabin.

"Yes, yes, you do your ......" The little boy who was squeezed away nodded hurriedly.

The hatch allowed only one person, and the remaining three garrisons walked in one by one as if in line.

"Master, you have worked hard. The boy took a small bag from his bosom and shoved it into the hands of the last garrison.

The man had a thick beard, but he still couldn't hide his smile, and he was snorting haha.

"Pang Tou, it's time for dinner!" he patted the young man's upper arm with the back of his hand, and with the other hand, he opened the curtain and shouted inside, "This kid is quite responsible, there's nothing wrong with it—"

The sound trudged through the cabin for a while.

"What are you transporting?" asked from the cabin.

"Coal!" replied the boy, curling his hand into a trumpet shape and pressing it to his mouth.

After a while, the garrisons who went in all came out of the hatch one by one, the first to go and the last to come out, seeing that he looked indifferent, and had more official authority than the others, and about that "Pang Tou" was called him.

"How long is the ship going to stop?" he asked.

"In a few hours, we will only buy some food and fresh water," replied the boy, "and I have told you just now, that this ship is going out to sea." ”

"Okay, settle down a little after you go ashore, the last thing Shishijin lacks is shackles. ”

The garrison took off his hat, hugged it to his chest, and beckoned the brothers to leave. When he passed by the young man, he patted the young man's back with the hat in his hand, as if he was relieved and admonished.

"Gone. ”

He said again, stepped on the dock with his left foot, kicked hard, and jumped up from the boat with his body and the other foot, and stood firmly on the plank of the dock.

The sand boat sank a little from the kick, moving slowly away from the dock until the rope tied to the bollard was taut.

......

Sesame cakes, sesame cakes, sesame cakes...... Ge Lan thought silently in her heart.

The prisoner was not qualified to put forward his own preferences in the procurement of supplies, so he could only pray to himself that any of the three people who came ashore would have the same taste as himself.

If only Cai Zhao had gone with them.

In more than ten days of getting along, Ge Lan confidently figured out the temperament of everyone on the ship - Qi Zhilai is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, looking at the leader, but actually the heart of the old mother; I don't know if it's an illusion, looking at the face that is always tense, Ge Lan will always think of it being broken by laughter in the next second.

The other woman on the boat was much more identical, her lowered eyelids hiding nothing, and the unmistakable contempt was conveyed from the slightly more whites of her eyes. Glenn hated those eyes.

Then there are Dongzi and Cai Zhao. One of them is the most typical man, the other is the most typical boy, as you first sketch in your mind when you mention these two words, don't think about it, don't speculate about their story, imagine a man with thick arms, scratching his head and smirking, imagine a boy with thin shoulders and scratching his head and smirking...... A lot of the time, there isn't much difference between the two.

But Dongzi smiled more silly, and Cai Zhao was somewhat spiritual. Both of them often come to talk to Ge Lan, but it is always the latter who is better able to pry open his chatterbox.

However, if you call the fourth person, Ge Lan is the one who laughs the most stupidly.

"Ge Lan, is there anything interesting in Shizhou?"

In self-absorption, the young man's clear voice came from behind him.

The other three went ashore to buy supplies, leaving him to supervise the prisoners.

Glenn turned his head, his feet attached to chains, which were attached to a pillar that led to the roof of the ship.

At this time, Cai Zhao was lying on the porthole, the gray sky and the bored teenager, this was really the scene that Ge Lan saw the most on this trip.

"Well...... this"

Ge Lan was sitting cross-legged on the board of the boat, facing Cai Zhao by the window, but now he was interested, and his legs were too lazy to stretch out, so he propped his fists on the ground and turned his whole body in the direction of Cai Zhao.

"There are four realms, ten islands, twenty-eight countries, and a thousand vans of grass and beauty, depending on what you are interested in——"

Cai Zhao turned around, leaned against the window, and asked, "Four Realms, Ten Islands, Twenty-Eight Kingdoms...... What are they?"

"The Four Realms are the four borders, the Ten Islands are the ten Great Islands, and the Twenty-Eight Kingdoms are the twenty-eight states on them......" Ge Lan paused for a moment and grinned, "You must not be satisfied with that-"

"But if I read the names to you one by one......"

"Then just talk about your hometown, you said ...... Qing"

"Qingque. Ge Lan replied.

"Yes, Qingque. ”

"Qingque is one of the four realms, and it is the same boundary as Ansai and Sexi, and it is not an island, but a land territory separated by a city wall and a border army. ”

"There is not much difference between Qingque and Ansai, because of their proximity to Sisi, and the use of musical instruments and singing narrative poems is very popular in both places, and many young people learn the language of the Sisi countries and imitate the instruments of the other countries, which is considered to be a very elegant activity and is most popular with girls. ”

Cai Zhao held his hand and put his thumb in his mouth, and he didn't know if that look was focused or not—but in any case, Ge Lan spoke very attentively.

He demonstrated half-chanting and half-chanting, tapping his finger bones on the floor to accompaniment.

"Kairong! Tailor! Infinite Swords!"

"The needle pierces the iron armor, and the thread sews the yellow bell!"

"Sir!"

He said,"

"You're not blind or deaf;"

"Madame!"

He said,"

"You don't cover your breasts;"

"Kairong! Tailor! Infinite Swords!"

"Needles through rats, silverfish in threads!"

"Your Majesty!"

He said,"

"I'm empty-handed;"

"Your Majesty!"

He said,"

"I'm ...... empty-handed"

Ge Lan's voice is dull but not thick, dry and non-magnetic, saying that he is a folk singer but does not improvise out of tune, just like a pair of cheap calligraphy and paintings written in the right place, but the pen is dry.

But Cai Zhao still applauded him.