The old boatman glanced at her, stopped the boat, put aside the bamboo pole that was holding the boat, and reached for the fishing rod in the cabin. When he saw the girl's eyes, he explained: "You gave a lot of money to add a fish to you." ”

The girl didn't speak, nodding slightly. The long hair was draped over his body and braid again.

The old boatman sat on the bow of the boat fishing, the hook swayed, but when it was put up, it was always an empty hook, and he continued to add bait, continued to fish, and when he collected it, it was an empty hook. After such a cycle, the perseverance is good, but it makes people look at the nameless fire, but he doesn't know it.

After combing her braids, she approached the old boatman's house and stretched out her hand: "Give it to me!" ”

The old boatman hesitated for a moment, and shoved the fishing rod into her hand. This time, in the blink of an eye, a big fish was caught. And then there is the only umami in these days, the old boat is not good at fishing, the ability to grill fish is good, and there are a lot of seasonings around me.

When she finished eating, she walked back to the cabin and muttered, "I paid for it, so I slept in the cabin." And he fell down and fell asleep.

The old boatman sat on the shore for a moment, reached for the bag on the other side of his waist, felt something and threw it into his mouth. He reached out again for the fishing rod, went to the shore and sat down, hung the bait, fished, and hung the hook, and again and again, and tossed for most of the night, and it seemed that the fire was finally getting bigger, and the fishing rod was thrown aside, and he walked back to the boat, and the girl slept soundly in the futon. The night by the lake was still a little cold, he walked into the cabin, the futon was actually not small, even if the girls accounted for most of it, but he could still divide some, he covered the futon, and slept with his clothes.

When she woke up the next day, it was already late her, she opened her eyes, and after being silent for a long time at the boatman who was sleeping in a friendly suit, she reached out and touched the old boatman's hair, and then touched the folds on the old boatman's face, hesitated for a moment, but breathed a sigh of relief, and turned away.

After walking for a long time, I saw the street ahead, in addition to the characteristic bamboo building village, there are also ordinary houses. There are people from southern Xinjiang here, as well as descendants of the royal family surnamed Liu in the previous dynasty. The descendants of the royal family of the previous dynasty, although there are many people born with the talent of yin and yang eyes, there are also many ordinary people who do not have such talents. Just like the Zhang family, no matter how much God loves them, there are ordinary people.

The ordinary mansion was built by the descendants of the royal family surnamed Liu, some palace servants in the palace of the previous dynasty and the descendants of the personal guards of the imperial family of the previous dynasty. There are Han and Miao people here, so it's not surprising that she walks on the road.

After 400 years of recuperation, there are already many people here. Just like the two families of the Zhang family will evolve into a whole Pingkang Fang and Pingkang Street. Therefore, it is not too difficult for a single person to get involved in it. However, because the number of people is not small, the previous dynasty has never given up the idea of regaining power.

There are not a few men, women, and children on the street who know how to fight.

The local Miao people in southern Xinjiang have long been mixed with the royal family surnamed Liu and the people brought with them. The Han people have the Yin and Yang Division Great Heavenly Master, and the Miao people have the High Priest. The witch Gu of the Miao people is the most powerful, and the royal family surnamed Liu is proficient in the rest of the thirteen branches of yin and yang, so it can be said that the royal family surnamed Liu fled into southern Xinjiang, and the technique of yin and yang is actually on a higher level.

As for where the Empress Dowager Yanxi, the crown prince and Princess An Le of Great Chu were imprisoned, it is not difficult to know. It is the royal family surnamed Liu who has an enmity with the Great Chu royal family, not the Miao people, and it is not difficult to inquire about these things.

Southern Xinjiang is not a big place, but there are many people, and to find the location of the Empress Dowager Yanxi and others, they still need the help of the old people.

Fortunately, the last time she came here, she didn't come here for nothing, she also has a past here.

……

Mo Laosan is an out-and-out Miao person, who lives in this place, and there are no talented descendants in his family, so what he has done in this part of southern Xinjiang for generations is the lowest level of physical work. However, in this generation, he was very happy, because his daughter Mo Hua'er was chosen to be a maid by the high priest's side, and she was very trusted by the high priest, which meant that Mo Laosan's family was very likely to get rid of the fate of selling manual labor for such generations.

After finishing the day's work, Mo Laosan carried two cans of small wine and walked home while humming a small tune, which seemed to be a little different today. In the past, when I returned home, my eight-year-old youngest son Mo Ye'er, who was still skinned and had no shadow, stood obediently at the door of the house, as if guarding the door.

Mo Laosan was stunned for a moment and walked over: "Yo, it's rare today, come back so early?" ”

Mo Ye'er blinked, looking very happy: "My sister is back." After a pause, he added, "Another guest is here." ”

Coming to the guests? Mo Laosan hurriedly walked over, and then pushed the door into the house.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he heard Mo Hua'er say, "Have you thought about it?" If you anger the high priest, not to mention that you can't save people, it is very likely that even you will be compensated. ”

Hearing the words "anger the high priest", Mo Laosan's face immediately changed, and he blurted out: "Hua'er, you must not anger ......"

"Dad, you're just in time." Mo Hua'er was very happy, and pulled the person beside her: "Look who is coming?" ”

The girl who had been facing away from him and had only combed a big braid turned her head.

Mo Laosan was stunned for a moment: "This is?" ”

"Xiao Zhang, she came with her husband back then, Dad, have you forgotten? Even the fact that I was able to get to the High Priest was because they helped. ”

As soon as he said that, he remembered, so he looked the smiling girl up and down, and muttered, "It doesn't seem to look the same as before." ”

"The Han people have a saying called the eighteen changes of the female university," Mo Hua'er argued, reaching out and touching the girl's big braid by the way, "It's still a little similar." ”

Transfiguration can only be changed, but it is almost impossible to completely transpose into another person, unless there is some resemblance to this person. Zhang Mingzhu and Wei Yaoqing are not similar, so Yi Rong can only do his best. Wei Yaoqing touched one of his faces in front of him: this face is neither like Wei Yaoqing herself, nor is it a little similar to Zhang Mingzhu, but this is enough.

The smiling girl arched her hand towards him: "Mo Laosan, I haven't seen you for a long time." "Disguise can't be exactly the same, but sound can.

This voice was familiar, Mo Laosan calmed down for a moment, and quickly reacted again.

"No, what did you just say to anger the High Priest?"

"Just a letter." The girl smiled and said, "You don't have to worry, the high priest won't be angry. ”

Mo Laosan still wanted to speak, but the girl said again: "Mo Laosan, think about it, when did I lie to you?" Before, now, and in the future, I can assure you that the High Priest will never be angry. ”

Mo Laosan hesitated a little, but he still hesitated for a while.

"If the high priest is angry, I will take responsibility for this matter, and I will definitely not affect the flowers."

The last sentence fell, and without waiting for Mo Laosan to nod, Mo Huaer accepted the letter and slipped out.