Out of Beishan County, to the Hanman Ferry, Beishan County and Hanzhou face each other across the Manchu River.

The water of the Manjiang River originates from the ice field of the Northern League, in which there are countless large and small tributaries, flowing through more than 20 countries of the Northern Alliance, and the mountains in the south of the desert converge together, passing by Yanli, and are called Manjiang by the people of Yanli.

The Manjiang River runs from north to south, running through Yanli. Separated from several prefectures and counties, when it flows out of Yanli territory, it is divided by the topography of southern Xinjiang, replaced by several major rivers, and divided into southern Xinjiang, and the wealth of southern Xinjiang can be imagined.

Yan is only two states the size of the southern frontier, and the rapid development is unimaginable to others, and the new capital city Nanyun is an example.

Hanman Ferry is just a small ferry between Beishan County and Hanzhou, and there are not many people coming and going on weekdays, but it is not a small number.

When the crossbowman arrived at the ferry, it was already after dusk, so the ferry was deserted, only a bright moon had just surfaced on the river, and the river was sparkling, and he saw it in his eyes, and his heart was much calmer.

After waiting for a long time, the shadow of the first fishing boat appeared in the bright moon.

The man in charge of the boat was an old man, and when he saw that there were people at the ferry, he packed up the fishing gear in his hand, and then slowly slid over.

The old man landed on the shore, glanced at the crossbowman a few times, and saw that it was a handsome-looking Taoist, and a smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face, "The little real person is going to cross the river to the border of Hanzhou." ”

The crossbowman nodded happily, looked at the old man's boat, and then saw the horses beside him, but began to make trouble.

The old man seemed to understand something, and took out a few wide planks from under the canopy and fixed them to the stern, and his movements were very neat, as if he had already mastered this "technical work".

Okay, he smiled with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "Xiao Zhenren, don't worry, horses are like people, as long as there is a place to settle down to cross the river." Besides, you can lead it to the plank, and if you are not at ease, you can cover it with a strip of cloth after you get on the boat. ”

According to the old man's words, the crossbow man led the horse towards the stern of the boat, originally thought that the horse would retreat out of fear, but he thought that this horse was really human, and he stepped on the plank at the stern of the boat with a swish, snorted at him, and raised his head high, as if he was despising someone's contempt.

The crossbow man couldn't cry or laugh, this fool would lose his temper, but he was also a little more grateful to Huang Yan Taishou in his heart.

The old man was amazed on the side, "It's really a rare cargo, the little real person is standing firm, and the old man will go to the boat." ”

"Gone..."

With the whistle of the old man who didn't know where it was Beishan or Hanzhou, the boat slowly sailed towards the center of the river, and even the foolish goods followed a few times.

The old man was amused and laughed, and sang a boat ballad.

"The moon climbed up, Erlang returned home, which bed did the girl go to, the belly is so good-looking, I don't know where the person is on the wall, and the whole face is red..."

The old man's voice resounded through the Yueming lonely river, but he didn't know which one he was singing, he should have made it up himself, maybe it was spread somewhere, although it was in dialect, it gave people the feeling that the picture was right in front of him.

The stern passer-grape blushed.

Yueming should have been homesick, but he wanted to be led astray by the old man.

The crossbowman stood at the stern of the boat, patted the foolish man on the head with his hand, took the gourd from the side of the saddle, leaned against the horse's hooves, and poured a few sips.

The smell of wine suddenly filled the boat, and the fool moved, rubbing his head against his face, and the horse's nose was hot, but saliva unconsciously flowed from his mouth.

"So you bastard wants to drink too." The crossbow man muttered to himself, first got a few drops into its mouth, and when he saw that the fool snorted again, he could still keep steady standing in place, and he didn't think much about it, so he simply gave it enough drink.

It's also strange to say that the wine in this gourd drank so much with the Ma Shopkeeper and Yun Niang that time, but the weight remained the same at all, and the wine in it was never finished.

The fool stared at the gourd in the crossbowman's hand, licking his nose with his tongue, his eyes were shining, as if he was coquettish, and he seemed to be really drunk.

The crossbowman ignored it and shouted to the old man holding the boat at the bow, "The old man likes to drink." ”

When the old man heard this, his singing suddenly stopped, and when he saw the stern of the boat looking at him with a wine gourd, he swallowed his saliva, and his old face was full of wrinkled smiles.

The crossbowman threw the gourd over, and the old man didn't dare to be sloppy, holding the gourd like a treasure.

smelled the aroma of wine emitted from the mouth of the gourd, and was so happy that the old mother of the family gave birth to a second brother for him.

After drinking the wine in the gourd, I was even more shocked to the bow of the boat.

A pair of veterans reluctantly threw the gourd back, wiped the corners of his mouth, sniffed it on his nose again, and then laughed loudly, "Xiao Zhenren's wine is really immortal, and the gourd is really good-looking." If the little real man is willing to give this wine gourd to the old man, it should be offset by the boat fare. ”

After the old man finished speaking, the folds on his face directly covered most of his eyes, and only a slit flowed out.

The crossbow man didn't hesitate, this wine gourd was given by the senior brother, how could he easily give it to others, and said politely, "The old man laughed, this gourd is a parting gift for the senior brother of the Daomen, and the little road must not give it away, as for the wine in the gourd, if the old man does not dislike it, it is enough." ”

The old man waved his hand, "Since this wine gourd is so important to the little real person, how can the old man force it." However, I am afraid that I will not dare to drink the wine anymore, and if I drink it again, it will delay the trip of the little real person, and the old man will not be able to go back, and it will inevitably go back to the old woman to chatter. ”

After saying that, the old man smiled bitterly, took the oar back in his hand, and began to hum again.

"Whose little daughter-in-law is so handsome and pretty, she will become a fierce woman one day..."

The crossbow man drank again, looked up at the bright moon that had risen to the top of his eyebrows, the bright moon was eaten up a gap, in the old man's singing, he shook his mind, and the figures of several people suddenly appeared in his mind, feeling a little indescribable melancholy.

The fool on the side was also much quieter at this time.

I don't know when, the old man's singing stopped, and the crossbowman also came back to his senses, and the old man spoke, "The border of Hanzhou has arrived. ”

The crossbow man woke up the fool who was standing on the side with his eyes narrowed, hung up the wine gourd back, and hugged his fist at the old man and thanked him, "Fortunately, the old man took a ride, Xiaodao is grateful, and the money is not much, I hope the old man will accept it." ”

The crossbow man said and took out a money bag from his bag, which was prepared for him by Huang Yan Taishou, the money bag was bulging, and he didn't know what kind of money taels it contained, only a few were left in his sleeves, and he threw the money bag to the old man.

The old man held the heavy money bag, almost threw it out, it could be seen that the little Taoist was so sincere, and it was not easy to say anything, he took out two from the money bag, and threw the bag back, and said, "The little real person didn't ask the old man how much the boat fare was, so he gave me a bunch of them, and I regarded the old man as the person who greedy for money." ”

The crossbow man was embarrassed and wanted to talk to the old man again to thank him, but he had already seen the old man sail away.

Seeing the old man drift away, clouds and mist rose on the river.

The crossbowman put the money bag back in his bag, and the money bag was really heavy.

Holding the goods, he stepped on the border of Hanzhou along the wooden plank of the ferry.

In the middle of the river, the old man was sitting sulking at the bow of the boat, holding two Yanli coins printed with the word "official" in his hand and muttering to himself, "Damn, then a big bag of Yanli official coins, if it is how many ordinary silver coins." He wrenched his fingers and calculated, "One Yan leaves the official currency and other one thousand ordinary currencies, and one ordinary currency waits for ten yuan, and it is estimated that there are two or three hundred in that bag, that is, three hundred thousand or three million." A roast chicken is five coins, and a pot of soju is two coins..."

"Master Dao, I was kicked in the head by that fool, pretending to be fucking high... No, if you don't blackmail this kid, I won't call me Tai Er, I will call me Tai Fucking Er. ”

The old man at the bow of the boat jumped up and disappeared into the clouds and mist of the river, and the small boat did not know where to go.

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The crossbowman took the goods and continued to hurry while the moon was bright.

Suddenly, the fool sneezed and almost turned him on his back.

He dismounted and touched the head of the fool, it was not like he was suffering from the cold, he was afraid that he was tired from coming to this goods, and he planned to find a place to stay overnight.

There were just a few villages in front of this place, and there seemed to be a few lights on there, and he knocked on a house, and it was an old woman and child who opened the door, and there was a little granddaughter in the family.

The crossbowman chained the goods to an abandoned stone mill, and found some water and hay by himself, but the temperament of the crossbowman was so arrogant, how could he just be obedient, and finally the crossbowman took out the wine gourd to coerce and tempt, and it reluctantly ate some.

The little granddaughter of the old woman and child stared at the performance of the fool with wide eyes, and snickered on the side. The girl's curiosity is already strong, and after a few contacts, the crossbow man is also quite happy with her, as if she had picked up a little sister herself.

The girl's name is Begonia Blossom, and the name is good, but it feels a little strange, and when she said that it was from her deceased parents, the crossbow man didn't want to ask more.

The old woman and child are called Granny Cui, and the two granddaughters depend on each other in Xiahaitang Village, Tanhua County, Hanzhou, and usually make a living by picking begonia flowers to make wine.

After settling down, Granny Cui invited the crossbowman into the back room and served some food.

The crossbowman was actually not very hungry, but Granny Cui was so gracious that she had to pretend to gobble it up.

Seeing the crossbowman eating like this, Granny Cui's face was full of kindness, and she slowly said, "Little Taoist, I want to have some begonia stuffing." ”

The crossbowman nodded, and he was indeed choked.

Granny Cui smiled, and the begonia flowers on the side trotted out.

A moment later, a pair of small hands brought the old flask to the corner of the table.

Begonia Duoduo smiled and said, "Brother Xiaodao, you eat slowly, don't choke." With some difficulty, she lifted the flask and poured it into an empty bowl in the crossbowman's hand.

The crossbowman poured the whole bowl of wine into his stomach, and he didn't taste it for a moment, but he felt that the more he ate, the more he wanted to eat, the bitter and unpalatable multigrain nest was now much more fragrant than those big fish and meat.

After eating the things on the table and drinking most of the pot of wine, the crossbowman smiled with satisfaction and thanked Granny Cui.

He remembered a few coins he had put in his sleeve at the ferry, and hurriedly took them out and handed them to Granny Cui, who excused herself, saying that it was natural for passers-by to give hot food to passers-by, and tried to reciprocate.

The begonia on the side saw the strange coins in the crossbowman's hand, and her eyes couldn't stop sweeping, where had she ever seen such a thing, and pouted, "Brother Xiaodao, what kind of money is this, is it worth a lot of money." ”

The crossbow man was amused, touched his head, and said, "Sister Duoduo, Xiaodao doesn't know what kind of coin this is, but it should be quite valuable, if my sister wants my brother to give it to you." ”

The crossbowman thought carefully about the begonias and gave her a handful of coins. But she only dared to take one, for fear that her mother-in-law would be angry.

Subsequently, the crossbow man was pestered by Xiao Nizi and said a strange story.

It wasn't until the moon went down that I was able to rest in the cabin on the side.