Ye Chunqiu only understood from his father's thoughts about his deceased mother, how could this father, who was too gentle, make such an astonishing move as eloping for his mother back then.

"Hey, I don't know if the embroidery lady is doing well, but now it's good, when I get to the ancestral tomb, there are always the ancestors of the Ye family, she is the posthumous lady, presumably the ancestors will approve of it, and there is a good care in the underground, when I go back, I should prepare more incense candles, the incense and candles here in Hangzhou are in better condition, and the yellow paper is also ......"

Listening to his father babbling like this, Ye Chunqiu was actually used to it, seeing that he was thoughtful, he served him vegetables, and he realized that it was time for him to fill his stomach, so he reluctantly moved his chopsticks.

In fact, Ye Chunqiu really wanted to go back with his father earlier, so as to save him from worrying about it every day, but these days, because of the list of the first assistant bachelor, he was always called to go every once in a while.

Zheng Tixue's face, he can't erase it, so he has to keep it, but the government schools and county schools in Ningbo and Fenghua County are looking forward to him going back, and probably hope that he will do things like this, which makes him a little difficult to handle, and it is okay to delay it for a day.

After eating, Ye Jing made a pot of tea and took two teacups, but Ye Chunqiu shook his head and said, "Dad, I have something to do today, and I made an appointment with a few classmates to go to Yunshenglou for tea, but I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany me." ”

"Going out at night? It's a bad day. Ye Jing frowned.

Ye Chunqiu said with a smile: "They are all acquaintances and classmates, since they agreed, it is not easy to break their promises." ”

Ye Jing finally understood, so he nodded: "Come back early." ”

Ye Chunqiu sat idle for a while, then held the oil umbrella and moved, as soon as he came out of the house, there was an autumn wind with the rain blowing, Ye Chunqiu obliquely held the umbrella, as if walking in the rain, he tried his best to stare at his feet, did not dare to step on the puddle with his boots, he was already familiar with the city of Hangzhou, every street and every alley in this vicinity was firmly remembered in his mind, he liked the alleys and alleys paved with green bricks here, and he also liked the tough grass squeezed out of the brick cracks, so he tried his best not to trample on them, I don't know if it's with some kind of compassion, but it seems to admire the tenacious life of survival in these brick cracks.

After a long alley, there is a small wharf in the distance, the river leads to the West Lake, so most of them are flower boats here to pick up guests, the weather is bad today, there are few cruise ships in the river, only a few canopy boats docked on the wharf, Ye Chunqiu pulled the skirt of the Confucian shirt that had been wet, and arrived at the trestle with an oil umbrella, waiting here alone.

The night is already thick, the neighborhoods on the other side have lit up a lamp, occasionally, there is also the sound of silk and bamboo music, sometimes high, sometimes drowned by the sound of wind and rain, the turbulent river flows under Ye Chunqiu's feet, Ye Chunqiu is alone here, can't help but whistle.

After a while, there was a canopy boat gradually approaching, there was a man in a cloth standing on the bow of the boat, muttering something to the people in the boat, and so the awning boat leaned on the trestle, the faces of the people who came to see clearly, this is the famous former Hainingwei commander Qian Qian, the current commander of the left battalion of the fifth military camp, well, has been promoted, but he is not in a hurry to go to Nanjing to take up his post, he also needs to run a relationship in Hangzhou, Qian Commander, it has always been like this, the soldiers and horses have not moved, and the grain and grass go first.

Seeing Ye Chunqiu, his eyes lit up, and he helped Ye Chunqiu to get on the boat, and two more people came out of the canopy, greeting Ye Chunqiu, one was Zhang Qianhu, who had always regarded Ye Chunqiu as a life-saving benefactor, and this time he also made a contribution, Qian Commander was going to Nanjing, so he took him with him, and the other person was also an old acquaintance, it was Chen Chang, a hundred households who had compared swords with Ye Chunqiu, and was also taken by Qian Qian to fool around, Qian Qian, this guy, has always adhered to the mentality that Uncle I have a lot of money and many people are easy to mix, and it is always inevitable to transfer some of his own people to his side.

Everyone is an old acquaintance, and they can't help but greet each other, Qian Qian didn't mention the debt, Ye Chunqiu still owes him a lot of silver, and he didn't remind Ye Chunqiu to repay the debt when they met, and he already gave Ye Chunqiu a lot of face.

The canopy boat began to leave the trestle, and gradually went down the water, towards the depths of Xizi Lake, Ye Chunqiu was still holding an oil umbrella in the bow of the boat, listening to Qian Qian talking about how to settle relations when he went to Nanjing in the future, and heard that Ye Chunqiu was going to study in the Guozi Prison, so he smiled and said: "Oh, that's great, I'll go and see you when I'm free, tsk, Chunqiu don't look at us when the time comes, pretend not to recognize us." ”

Ye Chunqiu's mind was not here at all, but he still said: "Where is it, you are an official, and students are people, but I am afraid that Brother Qian will not look down on students." ”

"Haha......" Qian Qian laughed: "Where is this, you still owe me ......" Speaking of this, thinking that it seems that talking about money at this time seems a little unrighteous, so he said stupidly: "What is the relationship between us, that is to go into battle together to kill the widows, live and die together, you turn to ashes, I also recognize you." ”

Ye Chunqiu thought to himself: "It must be that I still owe you money, so I turned into ashes, and you also recognize me." He smiled and didn't break it.

I don't know how long the boat went, and when it reached the center of West Lake, Chen Chang, who was holding the pole, put down the pole, and then glanced at Zhang Qianhu, and pulled out two cloth bags from the canopy together, the cloth bag was very large, enough to accommodate a person to bend in, the mouth of the two cloth bags opened, and there were really people inside, both of them were tied as strong as zongzi, and the mouth was still blocked by the cloth, whining and making a desperate sound, these two people were all dressed in a cloak, as soon as they came out of the black canopy, their hair was wet by the rain, and they looked very embarrassed.

Ye Chunqiu held the oil umbrella and looked at the two of them faintly.

One is Deng Juren, and the other is his second uncle.

Their faces were terrified, and their bodies were constantly struggling.

Qian Qian smiled beside him: "The knot that Lao Tzu tied himself, can you struggle to get rid of it?" If you move again, you will be punished with one sword. ”

Deng Juren and Ye Song suddenly didn't dare to move.

A few days ago, Deng Juren had been promoted to the Governor Yamen of the Imperial Palace, and now only his white body remains.

As for Ye Song, he was in the yoke for a few days, almost half dead, and finally raised some well, but he was extremely depressed, and it is said that he barely survived with the support of some fellow villagers.

Now that they were all tied up by Qian Qian and brought to the boat, Ye Chunqiu stepped forward, smiled at Deng Juren, and said, "Uncle Deng Shi, do you remember me?" ”

(To be continued.) )