Hearing the old boatman's stubborn and firm words, Zhang Sanfeng felt a lot of emotion.

After all, the white-eyed Taoist did not bother the boatman, and put away the broken silver in his hand again.

"Boat family, I don't know if you've heard Yue Wumu's story."

Zhang Sanfeng harvested the broken silver, leaned on the edge of the canopy, and took the initiative to talk with the old boatman.

Although this old man's words are vulgar, he is a simple person in the end, and he has always maintained a good heart towards Zhang Sanfeng.

For this kind of enthusiastic old man, Zhang Sanfeng is also interested in chatting with him more when he has nothing to do.

"Harm..."

When the old man heard Zhang Sanfeng's words, he patted his coat and let out a sigh.

"When I was a child, I used to hear the older generation of old guys mention it."

"I heard that man is a big official!"

"In the previous generation of my grandfather, it is said that he also participated in the anti-Jin Yijun in private, and served under the tent of Yue Wumu for a period of time."

"At the height of their troops, there were no less than hundreds of thousands! Even those golden people who were as vicious as wolves and tigers at the beginning were terrified! ”

At this, the old boatman's eyes flashed with longing, and then turned dark.

"But what's the use of this, after all, I still haven't driven these barbarians out."

"Even that Yue Wumu himself put his life into it."

"What the hell is going on?"

"Being able to live well is better than anything else, even if it is not as good as those dignitaries and nobles, but it is still alive!"

Hearing Zhang San's words that he didn't care about before, the boatman gradually let go, and his words became a little bold.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head with a smile when he heard the boatman's words with doubts.

"Boatman, your old man has never been to the Song Dynasty, so naturally he won't understand."

"There, every Han person can hold their heads high and live with their backbones up."

"Although there are class differences, everyone can make their lives better through their own efforts."

"Knowing books and learning etiquette, literacy and hyphenation, everyone has a chance."

"The Hanwei family also has a day of ascending to the court, a day of great dignity and nobility."

"Although the emphasis on literature and light on military force led to the inability to resist the blade and iron cavalry of foreign races, coupled with the mediocrity and incompetence of the Song Emperor before, he mistakenly killed loyal ministers and good generals, lost the opportunity of the Northern Expedition, and tended to perish."

Speaking of this, the words of the white-eyed Taoist did not reveal a sense of regret.

The old boatman stopped the oars in his hand and listened quietly to Zhang Sanfeng chattering slowly beside him.

Where had the old man heard of these things before?

Because of cultural restrictions, the boatman had a poor understanding of Zhang Sanfeng's words.

But this will not prevent him from yearning for the world that Zhang Sanfeng depicted, which belongs to the Han people.

"If that were the case, how nice it would be..."

The old boatman's words were murmuring, as if in a dream, and his tone was a little low.

In his life, he has not lived a personal life.

If you were born in this prosperous world, you should be able to live a pretty good life, right?

Seeing that the boatman was a little immersed in it, the white-eyed Taoist stroked his beard and continued:

"Born in such an era, there will always be no shortage of noble people with a strong backbone."

"For example, Guo Jing Guo Daxia, who guarded Xiangyang and martyred the country, still did not regret until death, and came to an end in the great cause of resisting the Yuan Dynasty, and Lu Xiufu Lu Cheng, who lost the emperor and threw himself into the sea, and did not let the emperor be humiliated by the enemy..."

"For hundreds of years, there have been countless people like Yue Wumu, Guo Daxia, and Wen Lu, who have the righteousness of the family and country."

"And what we juniors can do is not to let this kind of backbone be lost."

"Not only can it not be lost, but it must be turned into a spirit and passed on forever!"

The voice fell, and there was a loud sound.

Although he didn't know how to do it, the old boatman felt that this old fairy was really good.

"These words make the little old man feel like his blood is burning..."

"It's exciting!"

The white-eyed Taoist couldn't help laughing.

"It's all the same, it's all the same!"

The boatman smiled innocently, and then seemed to remember something, and said with some chagrin:

"Oops! Look at my memory! ”

Seeing that the sun was about to set, the old boatman slapped his head suddenly.

"Okay, okay, old fairy, these things you talked about are very interesting, and I can be regarded as opening my eyes to the old man."

"Now we have to start rushing, or I'm afraid we won't be able to send you to the shore before dark!"

As he spoke, the old boatman held the oars in his hand and pushed forward with all his strength.

"No, old man."

Zhang Sanfeng straightened up and shook his sleeves.

"Being able to talk to you so much is something I didn't expect."

Looking at the old man in front of him, Zhang Sanfeng said again.

Baimei Daoren just pitied this old boatman at first, and he came to make some money so late, so he relented for a while and took this boat.

But with the in-depth understanding, Zhang Sanfeng knew in his heart that this was a very good person.

That's why I talked to him so much.

"Alright, that's it."

"Old man, if you have a fate, see you next time."

The white-eyed Taoist waved his hand.

"The loyal and righteous people I just mentioned are all the predecessors of the ancients, and they are in the past."

"And now, old Taoist priest, I'm going to do something that none of these predecessors have done."

"Maybe later, you can hear my name too, old man."

"Poor Dao Zhang Sanfeng, goodbye!"

The lake was in turmoil again, Zhang Sanfeng had white hair and white beard, stood in a Taoist robe against the wind, stepped on it, and stepped out of the boat.

"Alas! Old Immortals! ”

The old man of the boatman screamed in surprise, frightened by Zhang Sanfeng's movements.

He was about to step forward and grab Zhang Sanfeng's clothes, when he saw a scene that made his eyes wide, unforgettable in his life!

The ripples rippled on the soles of the white-robed Taoist's shoes, and the orange light of the last sunset near the night was reflected on the Taoist's white robe.

“......”

The old boatman was so frightened that he retreated again and again, as if he had seen a ghost.

Seeing the expression of the old man of the boatman behind him, Zhang Sanfeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, bowed his head lightly at him, signaled his farewell and left, and then there was no wind around him, and the Yin and Yang Dao diagram emerged, and in the sky, it turned into a black and white streamer and disappeared without a trace.

As soon as the Baimei Daoist goes, the target is the capital of the Yuan Court.

When Zhang Sanfeng's figure disappeared, the old boatman reacted and rubbed his eyes.

"O immortals! This is a real immortal! ”

This old man, who was approaching the end of his life and had half a foot in the coffin, kept looking at the direction of Zhang Sanfeng's departure in the middle of the lake, stunned, and then knelt down on the boat with a puff and kowtowed again and again.

He had already decided that after he went back, he would find a plaque to make offerings and offer incense to this living immortal named Zhang Sanfeng, praying for peace.

This is the most simple dream of the elderly, and he only wishes that the family will be safe.

And Zhang Sanfeng's ideal is to ensure that the entire Han people are in one line, and every family is safe and sound!