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If you want to chase away the light horsemen, the snow is full of bows and knives."

In just 20 words, Lu Lun's song "Plugged Song" in the Tang Dynasty wrote all the bitter cold scenes of the snow night plugged and the ice and snow covering the sky, and also wrote the heroic feelings of the two armies fighting and the moon and the dark wind and high wind. My generation of boys, who doesn't want to make contributions in their lifetime and go down in history!

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

It is said that after Zhu Chongba had that strange dream that day, with full of doubts, he left Famen Temple, wandered around Chang'an City for two days, and really had nothing to do, feeling that the weather was in autumn, and Chang'an was gradually getting cooler.

Haozhou was called Zhongli Country in ancient times, named after Haoshui through the city, near Luzhou in the south, Suzhou in the north, it is the important place of the soldiers of the past dynasties, and it is the hometown of Zhu Chongba. Zhu Chongba was desperate, so he decided to go back to his hometown for the New Year first, and then come out to travel around the world in the spring of the next year to see if he had any strength to do.

Leaving Chang'an, Zhu Chongba walked out of the suburbs quickly, and rushed to the shore of Weishui at dusk.

However, he was born poor since he was a child, playing in the world, and he didn't think about any trivial matters of staying at all, he was casual and peaceful, often hungry and full, very tired, lying in the grass, and a nest under the tree was a night.

Zhu Chongba didn't care, and stepped on the remnant sun behind him until he came to the edge of Weishui. There is a saying: "The autumn wind blows Weishui, and the fallen leaves are full of Chang'an." "In the late autumn season, the eyes are full of withering, the bluestone brick road under the feet is paved with a thick layer of fallen leaves, and in the distant mountains on the opposite bank, smoke is rising everywhere, slowly enveloping the entire mountain. Another gust of autumn wind blew, and the fallen leaves swirled and fell into the turbulent river at their feet, stirring up a little ripple, and they were immediately washed away into the distance.

It's a pity that this kind of poetic scenery has no value in Zhu Chongba's eyes, he stretched his neck and looked back and forth to see if he could try his luck to find a home, at least fill his stomach first.

After looking around for a long time, I didn't see a house, helplessly, it was dusk, and it was not the time to sleep, Zhu Chongba groaned, and felt that it was better to walk south along the river for a while, and then see if I could find a narrower place, and cross the river first.

This walk is more than an hour, the sky gradually darkened, after a while, it was completely dark, the cold moonlight shone in the river water around him, turned out the silver light of the stars, coupled with the sound of flowing water in the ears, it was really indescribably quiet.

Zhu Chongba was hungry and tired, so he just wanted to lie down by the river. Who knows, the sky is endless, at this moment, I saw a dim lantern under a few big trees in front of me from a distance, as if there was a house.

Zhu Chongba was overjoyed, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he suddenly sped up his pace again, and went straight towards the light.

Walked to the front, only to find that this was a small ferry, more than a dozen steps on the size of the wooden platform, there is a wooden sign on it, three words are written on it, Zhu Chongba has not been to school for a day, naturally he does not know, there is only a dilapidated fishing boat on the side of the platform is considered a ferry, next to the ferry is a simple thatched house, there is a dead lantern hanging in front of the firewood, the dim light I saw just now is the light of this lantern.

Zhu Chongba strode to the front of the room, stretched out his hand and knocked on the firewood, but no one answered for a long time, so he couldn't help but shout a few times, "Is there anyone?"

There was a staccato cough from the thatched hut, and an old deep voice asked, "Who is outside?"

When Zhu Chongba heard that someone agreed, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted: "A passer-by late at night, please ask my uncle to take him in, and leave early tomorrow morning." ”

There was a sound of rustling inside, and after a while, the firewood squeaked open, and a thin old man came out, the old man bent his back, wearing a shabby cotton coat, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhu Chongba, coughed a few times, and then asked in a weak voice: "It turned out to be a monk master, and the wind is strong outside, so please come in." ”

As he spoke, the old man walked in front with a lantern and let Zhu Chongba in. Zhu Chongba was not polite, thanked him, and walked into the house, and the old man then closed the firewood.

There was a small child in the hut, with a pigtail and a cotton coat full of holes, shivering with cold, and in front of the child was a small wooden table, which had only three legs, and the other leg was made of stones. A light on the table was like a bean, and a yellowed book was spread out, and it seemed that a child was reading.

Under the dim oil lamp, at the door of the house was a simple stove made of adobe, and behind it was placed an equally broken straw mat against the wall, on which it seemed that the old man and the young were sleeping on it, and beside the straw mat lay half a piece of hemp rope, and it seemed that the old man was rubbing the hemp rope on the ground.

"Master Monk, please sit casually. The old man put the lantern on the ground and blew out the candle in one gulp. He said guiltily: "Don't dislike it, master, I'm so poor here that I don't even have a place to sit." ”

Zhu Chongba hurriedly said: "The old man is too polite, the people who are in a hurry just have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and I am very happy to lie on the ground for a night." ”

The little child looked up at Zhu Chongba, without saying a word, and shook his head again, reading aloud.

The old man looked at the child with satisfaction, shook his head, sighed, and said, "Master monk, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I still have a little millet here, I'll make you some porridge." ”

Zhu Chongba looked at the four walls of the family, one old and one young, all with dishes on their faces, it seemed that he didn't know how long he hadn't eaten a full meal, where he still had the heart to eat, and waved his hand again and again and said: "Don't be polite, I've already eaten, just lie down for a night." Zhu Chongba walked for a day, and he was really tired, so he said, lying on the ground at the door, and asked: "In the common family's name Zhu Chongba, dare to ask the old man's surname, where is this?

The old man sighed and said in a low voice: "Don't you dare to be, the old man's surname is Zhang, everyone calls me Zhang Laohan, this is my grandson Zhang Xiaohu." This is a remote and deserted suburb, it is the smallest ferry port of the Wei River, called Liangsidu, there were still some guests more than ten years ago, and now an official ferry was built thirty miles upstream, and this place has long been deserted.

Our grandfather and grandson have lived here for a long time, and his parents said that they would go south to do business, but after five years, I took him to live here alone, and I was used to being hungry and full. ”

Zhu Chongba's heart was not good when he heard it, the south is now in turmoil, the White Lotus Sect is revolting, and the wolf smoke is everywhere. His parents have not returned for five years, and most of them have died in the fighting. Looking at this old man and young man, he felt pitiful in his heart, but he didn't dare to tell the truth.

He just casually comforted a few words, saying that maybe the business was delayed, and he should be back soon, so that the old man should not worry too much. The old man muttered a few words, then stopped talking, and went to the straw mat to continue rubbing the hemp rope.

Zhu Chongba looked at the night outside the window, listening to the sound of the child reading aloud, and only felt safe and happy, he had never had such a relaxed moment in such a long time.

I couldn't sleep for a while, and listened to the child read: "When Chen Shi was young, he tried to plough with others, dropped out of farming, and hated for a long time, saying: 'Gou is rich and noble, and there is no forgetfulness. The servant smiled and said, "If you are a servant, how rich and noble is it?" Chen Shetai said: "Huh!

Zhu Chongba has never read a book, and he doesn't know that this child is reading the famous article "Chen Shi Family" in the "Historical Records", but he can understand the general meaning, and when he heard the sentence "The Bird's Nest Knows the Ambition of the Bird", he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and suddenly felt that he was running hard, and now he can't even fill his stomach, and he is also a poor person, and he is really far from this Chen She.

Zhu Chongba pondered for a while, missed a paragraph, and listened to the child who read: "The world has been suffering for a long time. I heard that the young son of the second emperor should not be established, and the person who should be established is the son of Fusu. Fusu gave several advices and envoys to foreign generals. Now I may hear that he is not guilty, and the second will kill him. The people heard a lot about his virtue, but they didn't know his death. Xiang Yan is a Chu general, a number of meritorious soldiers, love soldiers, and Chu people pity him. Or think death, or think death. Today, Cheng claims to be the son of Fusu, Xiang Yan, and sings for the world, and it is advisable to respond to many people. ”

The story of Fusu and Xiang Yan has also been told by Mr. Storyteller, and after listening to these few sentences, he couldn't help nodding secretly in his heart, feeling that if this Chen Shi could use Fusu and Xiang Yan as the banner, he should really be able to gather a large group of like-minded rebels, which is a good policy.

I suddenly remembered that I heard that in my hometown, the White Lotus Sect has been making trouble very fiercely recently, and it is also a slogan of worshiping Maitreya Buddha to gather everyone to uncover the uprising, which turned out to be a secret strategy of the ancients.

This "Chen Shi Family" seems to be very familiar to children, and they read it in one breath, "Chen Sheng, Wu Guangxi, read ghosts, and said: 'This teaches me to be the first to be powerful. Naidan Shubo said, "Chen Shengwang", put people in the belly of the fish. The pawn buys fish to cook, and gets the book in the belly of the fish, which is strange. In the ancestral hall next to Wu Guangzhi, there was a bonfire at night, and the fox shouted: "Da Chuxing, King Chen Sheng." 'The pawns are terrified at night. On Sunday, stroke is often spoken, and it all refers to Chen Sheng. ”

Zhu Chongba also nodded secretly, and said in his heart, it was really the same, although he had never read a book, but he also knew what a stone man with one eye, Maitreya Buddha was a false saying, I didn't expect this trick, the ancients had already used it.

After a while, when the old man had finished rubbing the hemp rope, he came and told the little boy to put down his book, and to come to sleep on the straw mat.

The old man and the child soon fell asleep, but Zhu Chongba couldn't fall asleep over and over, he repeatedly recalled his strange dream in Chang'an City, and thought about the book that the child read just now, "And the strong man is not dead, and he is famous when he dies, the prince will have a kind of Xiangning! The prince will have a kind of Xiangning!" I silently read it over and over again in my heart, and I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion, and I couldn't sleep anymore.

Readers are invited to look forward to watching the next chapter, "The Crossing of the Two Temples"