Chapter 2: A Hurried Parting

Ruoshui watched her lover become an unattainable king overnight, and all her struggles seemed to have lost their meaning. They didn't even have time to say goodbye, he hurried after the woman.

Yes, that woman is powerful, she is the queen mother, and she has lifted him to a height that is impossible to reach in a lifetime of struggle, and what is more ecstatic than this adventure.

Ji Fansheng's ancestor was a prince who made a mistake and was demoted to Penn by Emperor Weilie. The generation is depressed from generation to generation, although it wears the hat of the clan, it is also something that everyone can take lightly, and it is no longer a noble golden branch and jade leaf.

In those difficult days, only Ruoshui was willing to be his friend and willing to make friends with him, and now ......

He suddenly rose to the top of the clouds, without even turning around, Ruoshui was a little hateful, but he still tried his best to calm himself.

"General, what are we going to do? Do you continue to go to Dongyue Prefecture to suppress bandits? Xiao Qiu followed suit, looking at the general's face uncertainly, not knowing if her question would annoy her, but the army had been staying in Pennsylvania for several days, and the general said that he wanted to see his old friend, but he did not see his friend.

"Go, how not to go, my mountains and rivers have always taken the world as their own responsibility, where there are bandits, there should be the figure of our mountain army." The sound of Ruoshui is clear, but it has an unmistakable taste.

"General Shengming, several squires in Dongyue Prefecture have already written letters, urging the general to leave quickly, if the trouble continues, not to mention the loss of property, even the family will not be able to keep it."

"Prepare the meal, send orders to the three armies, and start immediately after the meal, the fathers and elders of Dongyue Prefecture are waiting for our Shanjia army."

"Order." Xiao Qiu trotted all the way out of the tent.

Ruoshui looked at the farewell letter stupidly, and the handwriting that had always been familiar became more and more cold. "In this world, is that what you want?"

Holy Borneo was divided from overseas, admired the civilization of the Celestial Empire, copied all the rules and regulations, advocated etiquette, and respected Confucius.

Due to the late enlightenment, men and women are still equal, rich men can marry concubines, rich women can also marry husbands, and maintaining family harmony is the first priority.

Most people still revere monogamy, which is the best expression of the saint's home and prosperity.

Ruoshui has always thought that one day he will marry Ji Fansheng, who knows that the little cloth merchant has also learned to carp and jump over the dragon gate, and once he is developed, he can't climb high.

The Hongyin Dynasty in the center has been in Dingding for more than 200 years, and the cultural and martial arts are the first in the sea, and the surrounding small countries can only pay tribute regularly, and God protects it, and it can be regarded as stable for many years.

Every few years, there is a huge tsunami, which brings a major flood that floods all coastal cities, causing serious waterlogging and suffering for the people.

When the worship of Luozu was just rising in the people, no one cared, but the power of Luozu was gradually strengthened because of the worship of the Japanese public, and when the sixth Emperor Mingwei of the Hongyin Dynasty, Fanggang and Beicheng in the southernmost part of Dongyue Prefecture believed, and also built the golden statue of Luozu.

In the 30th year of Emperor Xuanhua of the Ming Dynasty, the tsunami arrived, and Dongyue Prefecture became a Zeguo, and only Fanggang and Beicheng were preserved.

Rumor has it that Luozu appeared and with a flick of his arm, the tsunami turned around and pounced on the north.

More than 100 years later, rumors have become legends, and the belief in the ancestors of Luo Zu has become deeply ingrained in Holy Borneo.

Needless to say, people who go to sea, even ordinary people should also worship a statue of Luozu in their homes to pray for peace.

And Penn is close to the sea, this Luo Zu worship is even more exquisite, the annual race god meeting, Ruoshui always brings Ji Fansheng to worship together, it seems that worship Luo Zu, Ji Fansheng's business can also be better.

On the autumn day of each year, they always agreed to go to worship Luo Zu Niangniang first, and then set up a stall together in the place with the most people, and often the income of those three days can exceed the whole month on weekdays.

Ruoshui is not short of money, but she also stands in a place where people come and go, shouting desperately, a female swordsman who can crissify the rivers and lakes, but when the flow of people is turbulent, she often feels panicked, she is afraid that the crowd will wash her and Ji Fansheng away.

It's as if you have to shout twice at the top of your voice so that you can hear each other. In the evening, the two men walked home hand in hand.

At that time, they were still young, there was no barrier, and the two had lived next to each other for many years.

Ruoshui repeatedly wanted to take Ji Fansheng, but he always refused. He was stubborn in temper, and when he asked in a hurry, he said, "I am a man, and I have to support myself and my mother on my own." ”

"Sooner or later, we are all family, so why be polite?" If the water is very puzzled.

When Ji Fansheng heard this, he just smiled, neither rejecting her affection, nor refusing to say a word more.

He still got up early every day and ran out to set up a stall in the dark, and if he made a few more pieces of silver one day, he would ask his mother to come to a doctor, grab a few pairs of medicine and eat them, and if the water could see his old lady get up through the wall, and if the weather was good, he could walk around the yard.

Whenever this happens, Ruoshui will take some food and send it over to Ji Fansheng's mother to say goodbye.

And Ji Fansheng was in front of his mother, so it was not good to refuse her kindness, but Ruoshui still felt that his eyebrows would always be so wrinkled, although it was such a slight small movement, she could see it clearly.

They are getting older, and Ruoshui also has a lot of outside things to do, but the first thing he always does when he returns home is to go to the city to see Ji Fansheng, and help him keep watch at the cloth stall for a while, so that he can go to eat a meal in peace.

If a guest comes, Ruoshui always talks about the price indiscriminately, either to scare the guest away, or to make people smile and hug a whole piece of cloth.

Ji Fansheng often sighed and didn't say much, but Aunt Zhang from the sugar water shop next door couldn't stand it, and quietly told Ruoshui that the business was sold cheaply, which made Ruoshui's face redden.

She took advantage of Ji Fansheng's inattention and put the whole piece of silver into the money box.

But every time, Ji Fansheng always returned Ruoshui's money to her. After going back and forth, Ruoshui had to honestly remember the price of all the cloth, and really helped shout and sell like a buddy, helping to do business, and calculating every penny.

Ji Fansheng also persuaded her twice, "Why do you come out to suffer this while you are a young lady?" The baht must be compared, which makes people see the joke. ”

"What's a good joke, if anyone dares, he will make two moves under my sword." Ruoshui is always smiling and groaning, she is reluctant to be angry with Ji Fansheng, the two of them laugh, and many things will pass.

Later, she became a general and often had to lead the troops out, Ji Fansheng didn't say goodbye every time, but when she came back, she prepared her favorite food, as if a small tacit understanding, although she was speechless, she had each other in her heart.

If Mr. Shui said that for two years, when Ji Fansheng passed the year of the crown, he would find a matchmaker to come to the door to propose marriage. According to the customs of Borneo, if it is too early, it always makes people feel that Ji Fansheng was wronged and married into the general's mansion because he couldn't get by.

Who knows, just such a letter, even if it is a farewell, Ruoshui can only sigh when he looks at it again and again, and the terrifying thing is that even the way he sighs, he feels very much like Ji Fansheng.