Han Song also heard the news of this "Xiaolian General", and a lot of it was heard from Fu Yi's talk. Fu Yi replied, "I haven't heard of it." ”

Daoist He said, "Oh? I look at my friend's words and deeds, I should be a child of Hongdu, and a young hero, I must have gotten acquainted with 'Hengshan Jun', right? ”

Fu Yi said: "The Taoist thinks too highly of me, I am indeed from Juyang, but I am just the son of a military family." Even if you pass by the prime minister's house, you can't get in, where is it worth knowing General Xiaolian? ”

He said this with a slight self-deprecation, not like he was telling a lie. Daoist He stroked his long hair and said, "Where is that friend going now?" ”

Fu Yi said: "Go to Mianshan." ”

He Taoist said: "That has to cross the river to do it, now the heavy snow is closing the city, there is not much left of the ferry port of Jingzhou boats, you can cross, there are also soldiers and horses of the imperial court to guard." My friend came from the south, and said that he was the general of the defeated army, and I am afraid that he would not be able to pass the test easily. ”

Fu Yi said: "The offer is here, and I have to go." ”

Daoist He nodded, he was short in stature and had a mediocre appearance, not like a cultivator, but like a shrewd businessman. At this moment, he looked at Fu Yi with both eyes, and there was a lot of measurement in his eyes, and then said: "I see that my friend is very suitable for my eyes, and I want to invite you to go along, but I am afraid that you are reluctant." Before Fu Yi could answer, he said again: "It's better to accept this thing, if necessary, it may be able to help you." ”

He reached out and took out a small wooden plaque from his sleeve, with two circular characters engraved on it, and handed it to Fu Yi. Fu Yi looked at it, but didn't take it.

Daoist He's hand hung in the air, and he was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "I heard that the heroes and heroes of the world, just like dragons, have thousands of forms and know how to change with current events. My friend is in a difficult situation right now, so why should he be so stubborn? ”

Fu Yi said: "I know that I can't be a hero, I just hope that when I encounter something, I can follow my heart." ”

When Daoist He heard this, he shook his head and said: "Life in the world is like mustard grass in the wind, but it is just swaying along the frost and snow, who can go with the heart?" If there is really a great cause to overcome the wind and snow, it is by no means something that can be done by those who seek success. ”

But when he said this, he stopped asking questions and put the wooden sign back in his sleeve.

He didn't ask, but Fu Yi replied: "Do your best, it's just worthy of your heart, why do you need to do anything?" ”

Daoist He smiled, there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and said, "My friend is wrong. Life is like morning dew, fluttering without roots. What you want is nothing but an empty reflection. You are 'you' and I am 'me', just like this child's riddle, falling on the high branches, there is still a line of emerald green, and falling between the mud is the color of the mud. ”

Fu Yi didn't speak, Daoist He flicked the corner of his robe, stood up, and walked straight to the frame. Passing by Han Song on the way, his long sleeves brushed by, patted her on the back of the neck, and said in his mouth: "Qingqing branches, the ignorance of fun!" *”

Han Song barely listened to the two of them at first, but when he saw the Taoist priest leaving, his spirit was relieved, and he fell asleep in an instant. In my dream, I vaguely heard a woman's voice humming in a low voice. When I woke up the next day, I found myself sitting in a big bamboo basket with Fu Yi on her back. She looked back and forth, the cold smoke was filled, the grass was withering, and the gang of robbers who pretended to be officers and soldiers, and the strange Taoist priest, were gone.

Fu Yi changed his clothes, his armor was gone, and he was wearing a hat, looking like a young fisherman, but he was still carrying a spear diagonally. Seeing her probe, he handed her a water bladder. The water in it was half-frozen, and it froze her. Fu Yi reacted, a little apologetic. Han Song had been taken care of so much, but he no longer had any scruples, and asked with a sip of water, "Who is that Dao Chief?" ”

Fu Yi replied, "They are from the Manna Sect. ”

Han Song remembered the words of the Taoist priest and asked, "Is it 'born like morning dew, fleeting'?" ”

Fu Yi smiled and said, "That's about it, I don't really understand. Twenty years ago, this religion was all the rage, and there were many believers in the folk courts. The sect leader claimed to be a Puji Taoist, and it was said that he was an earthly god who could glimpse the past and the future, and the first emperor also invited him to preach in the capital. ”

As he spoke, a shadow suddenly swept through the dead trees beside the road. The two of them were immediately silent. He stopped for a while, but saw that the wind was blowing and the grass was growing, and there was no sign of people, so he set off again. After walking for a while, Fu Yi didn't speak again, as if he had forgotten half of the story. Han Song waited for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "So the sect leader went to the capital, and then what?" ”

Fu Yi said: "He's dead." ”

Han Song sighed, but Fu Yi didn't explain, and said, "These remaining sect members are resentful and have been operating in secret. In the name of helping the people, in fact, it is to gather rebels. If you do, avoid them. ”

This journey was not dragged down by Han Song's pace, he walked a lot faster, and when the sun set, he faintly heard the sound of running water. Fu Yi said: "It's here." ”

Across the shadows in the twilight, it is a wide river. Fu Yi walked to the shore, and Han Song saw that the water surface was full of broken ice, the water flow was slow, and occasionally a line of light floated, and the opposite side was dark and dreary, with no end in sight.

She looked along the riverbank again, and in the distance there was a collapsed pontoon bridge, with a little fire on the side, and many figures clustered in black.

Han Song asked, "Shall we go there and wait for the ship?" ”

Fu Yi nodded and whispered: "If anyone asks, I will say that my surname is Cheng, and you are my brother's daughter." If you are asked anything, don't answer. ”

The pontoon bridge looked not far away, but it was not close when they walked, and it was already completely dark when the two arrived. Fortunately, there was no snow today, and the moonlight shone in the crowd, and I saw more than a dozen people gathered around a simple bonfire, all standing in the cold wind on the river.

Getting closer, Han Song found that these people were standing on both sides, and they looked very strange. Led on the left is a man in brocade with two women with children in their arms, and four tall servants with weapons. There are a lot of bulging bags under your feet. On the right, two middle-aged men with gloomy faces are surrounded by an old man and a young girl. Another man stood in the distance, with a wide robe and wide sleeves, and an elegant appearance, as if he were a scholar, and behind him stood a samurai in armor.

When this group of people saw Fu Yi approaching, they all looked over. The man in brocade seemed to be greatly annoyed, and shouted, "Why is there another one?" ”

Fu Yili said: "Are you waiting for the ship here?" ”

The man in brocade said angrily: "There is no boat! If there were boats, this shore would have been crowded with people, where would you be able to get your wheel? ”

The two women beside him were holding the baby in their arms, and they were already frightened, and they even supported each other when they heard the words, standing and trembling. The old man and his attendants looked at him with disdain.

The man who looked like a scribe was standing at the side of the crowd, turned his head at this time, glanced at Fu Yi, and said slowly: "This gentleman, there is indeed no ferry at the moment. After General Pinglin went south, a large number of victims crossed the river, and the states and counties along the line could not be disturbed. Today, the ferries on the six banks of the three rivers have been blocked. Neither official nor civilian use was allowed to enter the water without an order from the city garrison. Even if the boat crossed the riverbank, it could not enter the city. ”

His face was rather cold, and what he said was a serious matter, but there seemed to be a meaning in his words. Han Song felt very strange, Fu Yi glanced at the crowd, as if he was a little confused, and said, "However, ......"

"However, Mr. Pei has great powers, and he is willing to break the bank, so he found a ferry for himself and agreed to set sail today." The scribe said with an unchanged expression, "Isn't it a great blessing to help each other in times of need?" Bai Lao and I are here to join this smooth boat. ”

Mr. Pei shouted and scolded: "Despicable and shameless! Shameless! ”

The scribe still understated and said, "Mr. Pei need not be excited. There may not be so many people in this boat. I just can't sit down, I think Mr. Pei's line is quite redundant. The ancients had money and wealth in the clouds, not to mention the ill-gotten gains that were abducted and defrauded? ”

Han Song understood, probably because the rich Mr. Bai spent a lot of money to hire a boat to smuggle across the state border, and the scribe and the old Mr. Bai somehow heard the wind and wanted to occupy the ship's seat. And Fu Yi and the others happened to pass by, just when the strength of the two parties was similar, and they were at a stalemate with each other. The scribe welcomed them to a piece of the pie.

Mr. Pei said angrily: "What kind of bodhisattva is the surname Lu!" When you are a clerk in the county, where do you have to deduct a penny? How many offerings have you made over the years, do you think the uncle wants to coax you? If it weren't for your dead father's sake, who would give you face? ”

The scribe didn't move his eyebrows and said, "If Boss Pei is reluctant to give up his belongings, it's okay to give up something else." This time I went out and made a lot of choices in the inner house, right? If you want to look down, there are too many beauties to flee with them. ”

Han Song looked up at Fu Yi, and it happened that Fu Yi also glanced back at her. She spent a few days with Fu Yi, and easily saw his thoughts: if he was alone, he would not want to intervene in this matter. But now with a child who fell ill at the slightest accident. If you miss it, you may not be able to find another boat in time.

She felt a pang of chagrin in her heart and whispered, "Let's go." ”

Fu Yi was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd, and they all turned around and looked at the river. In the dim mist in the distance, a dark shadow was passing through the darkness and sailing into the moonlight in the distance. The surface of the water drove the colliding ice floe to stir up layer by layer, pushing a small sound like silver bells on the water surface.

The ship is coming.

* "The Book of Songs: Xi has Chang Chu": "Xi has Chang Chu, and its branches are rampant." The Wowo of the Dead, the Ignorance of the Fun! "The poet envies the plants that grow well and have no troubles.