"Sir, just tell me what the price is!"

Sun Wusu bowed his head, slowly opened his chest, and said solemnly: "As long as my Sun Changqing has it, he can get it!" ”

"Oh~?" The fishermen looked at each other strangely, smiled and asked, "Really?" ”

"Really!"

"Good!" The fisherman nodded and applauded, stretched out his palm slightly, and said flatly: "I have long heard that you have a book on the art of war, you can take it out and look at it, and calculate the value?" ”

Sun Wu's face did not change, but he glanced at the fisherman, his eyes were slightly closed, and he slowly reached out for his hands, slowly condensing thirteen bundles of smooth and mellow bamboo slips that had been read over the years, and the battlefield was shrouded in the aura of slaughter, and there were also soldiers and soldiers fighting for strategies and cultural knowledge, and said in a deep voice: "This is the original art of war, Mr. is considerable?" ”

"Then you have to take a serious look, in case there is a lot of shoddy, I will lose a lot!"

The fisherman smacked his lips in response, and slowly sat on the side of the thirteen bundles of bamboo slips, really watching it seriously, from time to time he lifted a bundle and shook it from time to time, and occasionally took out a pickled salted fish from the fish basket and knocked it, as for the Bingjia Shengwen above, he didn't look at it, which made Sun Wu's cheeks twitch. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

In the end, when the bamboo slips were completely spread out, and the fisherman began to take out the salted fish and scrape the simple lines to test the firmness, Sun Wu's fists couldn't help but clench, his heart was dripping blood!

It was made by rubbing the rope with twine, selecting bamboo pieces one by one, tying and tying them with his own hands, brushing and cleaning the filth with his own hands, and then carefully carving and compiling the words.

Even now, he is watching it carefully every day, for fear of a little bit of wear and tear, Sun Wu is still like this, not to mention the respect of the children of the soldiers, it is a great fortune to be able to watch it from afar, but at this moment, the holy book of the dignified soldier family is constantly grinding by a salted fish, leaving a fishy fish oil, and two or three fish scales are dropped and stuck to it, which can be described as miserable!

Half an hour later, when Sun Wu, who had closed his eyes, began to clench his teeth and make a sound like grinding his teeth of a mouse, the fisherman finally stopped his movements, casually hugged the scattered bamboo slips into his arms, and said words of appreciation: "It's not bad, there is no indiscriminate filling!" ”

"Whew~" Sun Wu exhaled a depressed breath, his cheeks stiffened and he said slowly: "Sir, what is the value?" ”

"Wait a minute, I'll put things away!"

The fisherman waved his hand casually in response, and under Sun Wu's hopeful gaze, he threw the scattered bamboo slips into the fish basket with a 'bang', piled them up around a group of pickled salted fish, and took out a palm-sized abacus from the side, clicked and bounced more than a dozen times, before he nodded and said: "It's not bad, barely enough to buy a small sea fish!" ”

"Little sea fish?" Sun Wu couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and then wondered, "Do you still divide the big and small sea fish?" ”

"No, no, no!" The fisherman didn't respond, but shook his head in response, lowered his head and flicked the abacus, and finally pulled down a few abacus beads before he said: "You are buying on behalf of you, not the original owner, so you can't even buy a sea fish, at most you can only buy a river fish?" ”

"What?" Sun Wu finally couldn't bear the anger in his heart, and asked angrily after shouting in a deep voice: "This is the holy book of the soldier family, why are you calculating?" How can you sell it just for a river salted fish? ”

"Didn't I say it in advance? Buying on behalf of you is very expensive, you have to buy it yourself! How can you blame me! ”

The fisherman also looked at each other angrily, and then pointed to the sky and said: "If it weren't for you shading me from the sun, there would be no fish in the rivers and rivers, at most I would give you a lake fish!" ”

Speaking of this, the fisherman bent down and pulled out a fry the size of a little thumb from the fish basket, and said angrily: "See? You can only buy it with that broken book! Do you still want to buy it? If you don't buy it, leave quickly, lest the guy behind you die and have nowhere to bury it! ”

"Whew~!" Sun Wushen exhaled, gritted his teeth and nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Buy, I'll buy!" It's just that if I add something 'shade', how much is it worth? ”

"Wait a minute!" The fisherman responded coldly, as if he was still angry with him, but his eyes were full of the light of a philistine, and he casually threw the small fry into the fish basket, shook the abacus and re-'clicked', and slowly raised his head after a few seconds and said: "I can only buy river fish!" ”

"I am a soldier's battle flag, which contains the soul of my soldiers' thousands of soldiers, and the mystery of thousands of military formations, why is it still a river fish?"

"Because you bought it on your behalf, it's expensive!"

Facing Sun Wu's questioning, the fisherman only responded briefly, and between his fists clenched and his cheeks flushed, he waved his hand and said helplessly: "Forget it, if you are the first customer, I will give you a slight discount and exchange it for some bigger river fish, okay?" ”

Sun Wu's face finally looked better when he heard this, but he still said angrily and disdainfully: "You are so stingy and greedy, who will buy your salted fish?" ”

Disdainful of annoyance, the fisherman who was bending down to pick up the fish basket responded without looking back: "It's not that I'm stingy, but it's hard to know fish in the world!" Besides, didn't you just buy it? ”

"That's why I'm a fool! Alas~! ”

Sun Wu sighed indignantly, and the fisherman finally took out a salted fish from the bottom of the fish basket, although it was only the size of two palms, but it was a world of difference compared to the small fry that he threw away, and handed it before waving his hand: "Oh, your fish!" ”

Sun Wu didn't take it, but looked at the salted fish with a salted smell with a solemn gaze, and asked solemnly, "What kind of fish is this?" Which river is it produced in? ”

"One of the four desecrated fish of Daji! Originated from the Qiantang River! The fisherman said flatly, and handed it out before spreading his hands: "Is it possible?" ”

"Of course!" Sun Wu was overjoyed to reach out to meet in the past, but he grabbed the air, and then suddenly quickly put away the things that covered the sky and turned them into blood-colored flags of the same size, and handed his hands forward and said carefully: "This is barter, please take it from Mr." ”

"Give you fish!"

The fisherman casually threw away the salted fish in his palm, and when Sun Wu took it excitedly, he also reached out and held the battle flag, and threw it next to the bamboo slip after playing with it, bent down and walked forward with the flat shoulder, and walked towards the distance step by step.

The fisherman walked away, wiping his sweat with his hat from time to time, Sun Wu held the pickled salted fish tightly, turned his eyes to the old friend behind him, and bowed respectfully and thanked: "Thank you Mr. for your kindness, Changqing is unforgettable!" ”

The fisherman didn't respond, but waved his hand back casually, and with the sweat between his fingers spilling into the air, he said leisurely: "All living beings don't know the music of salted fish, and it is difficult to understand the water in the meantime." A book and a flag to see true friends, it is the day of the Dragon Palace, please sit high! Sell fish, sell fish, sell fresh salted fish for 100 years! ”

A mysterious and mysterious word, but it was affected by the last shouting and became extremely strange, but Ersun Wu once again saluted and sent him off, until the back of the fisherman gradually disappeared, and then he suddenly rose to the sky, and flew towards the Wujiao River with great excitement.

It's just a moment, Sun Wu is carrying Wu Zixu's body to the Wujiao River, this river is the river of Qiantang, thousands of miles of clear water is blue, from time to time there are fish and shrimp wandering sturgeon jumping into the sky, there are also water monsters stirring wind and rain waves, although the name is a river, but it is connected by countless tributaries, it is really a country of water.

This is also the reason why Sun Wu heard the name of the Qiantang River and was so happy about the past, he couldn't help but be close to Wu and Yue at all times, and it was the source of the rivers that could be counted in the world, and it was the best place for old friends to live.

Thinking in his heart, Sun Wu trembled his arms and slowly turned his old friend's body into his arms, put the salted fish on his chest, let him hold the fish body with both hands, and looked at the river spirits who were still jubilant and frolicking, and suddenly came out of his mouth with a majestic battle shout: "Stop the chaos!" Retreat! ”

"Whoa......

As soon as the sound of battle and shouting came out, all the creatures of the hundred miles of rivers stopped moving, and then instantly turned into a military posture, wandering neatly into the distance, and there was no sound of chaos in the middle, only the orderly army slowly retreated in an orderly manner.

But Sun Wu didn't look at it again, but just carefully put his old friend's body, watched him be swallowed by the river little by little, looked at his gradually hidden body, his eyes flashed a trace of red, and he shouted loudly: "On the first day of August 18 in Nangong, my old friend Sun Changqing, Wu Zixu, a soldier, was buried in Qiantang, and the river covered his body and drowned his soul!" In this world, there is no more Wu Zixuer! None! ”

"Boom~"

The loud shouting and shaking spread throughout the sky, and the Qiantang River, which was originally just a slight wave, suddenly surged with a huge wave, and the roar of thousands of miles rolled and surged towards Wu Zixu's body.

The tide rolled up and the waves were surging, and the body of Wu Zixu, who had just sunk at the beginning, slowly floated again, and his body slowly shattered with the impact of the waves.

"Zixu is loyal to his king, and the whole world wants to be a minister. Filial piety has loved his relatives, and the world wants to be his son! ”

"The soldiers are loyal to the sea of clouds, and the husband is dying in the country. Zhejiang wave Lingtao roars through the ages, worship the people of Qingshan endlessly! ”

"Xu should also have no regrets, and he should be loyal and filial. Life can reward grievances, and death can repay Wu En. The straight air is in the waves, and the heart of the river is preserved. Those who are long on the day are only ashamed of their souls for a thousand years! ”

"Wu Zixu is absolutely filial piety and pure loyalty, earth-shattering, Wu Zhilie also!"

"Wu Zixu made a lot of achievements in the past, and he died later, but he didn't know the ups and downs. When you meet a poor husband in the past, you will be loyal to it! ”

Facing the righteous words left by the Confucians, Sun Wu's face was pale, he knew that this was the admiration of the Confucians, and even knew that this was an olive branch thrown by him, until a colorful butterfly appeared beside him, he raised his head and smiled: "How can Zixiu have the leisure to come here?" ”

"Come if you want to, don't come if you don't want to!"

The butterfly responded in a subtle tone, and looked at the fluctuating waves, as a magnificent crystal clear palace slowly condensed, slowly flapping the butterfly wings to make the waves more turbulent, and also spread the words again: "The governor is loyal, but he doesn't know that the rebellion will cause trouble!" Zixu, you are now the king of Qingyuan Hanji, when you are tomorrow, you should not do it again! ”

"Ang~"

As soon as the words came out, the sound of the dragon's groan came out in the crystal palace in an instant, a hundred-mile true dragon hovered out from the inside, with white scales and white beard, but it was a five-clawed white dragon, the dragon's eyes looked at the butterfly and instantly turned into the shape of the dragon's head and human body, and he was dressed in a dragon robe and arched his hand and said: "Mr. Zhuang Zhou's warning, Zixu remember!" ”

Zhuang Zhou did not respond, but disappeared silently as he came, only the words of true admonition echoed: "The spring is dry, the fish are on the land, the fish are wet, and the foam is wet, it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes." There are no soldiers in this world, and there is no record of Zixu! Don't forget the beginning, don't seek the end, is morality! ”

"Thank you Mr. Zhuang Zhou for your teaching!"

Bai Long bowed down to thank him, slowly got up to look at Sun Wu, and said with a slight chuckle: "This gentleman, I am the Dragon King of Qingyuan of the Qiantang River, I am destined to meet each other, I don't know if I can enter the Dragon Palace and sit!" ”

"Haha~!" Sun Wu laughed loudly when he heard the sound, walked towards the long ladder that stretched to his feet, stepped on it and said loudly: "The Qiantang is left behind, the waves are angry and the tide is galloping, and the air is like a galloping horse, it is really the sea of God!" As if, the sound always cares? ”

"Take care of yourself!"

The Qingyuan Dragon King responded with his head bowed, and landed beside Sun Wu, uninvited and uninvited, just accompanied, and a solemn voice suddenly came out of his mouth: "The sun and the moon are waves, and the dragon body is subsumed into the Qiantang River!" Non-celebration, non-celebration, non-joy, but please invite my true friends! This is said to be Qiantang Yongzun a tide! ”