Chapter Seventy-One: Today's Sending You Must Be Drunk

It is early autumn, the hot summer is far away, the cool autumn wind blows from north to south, an autumn rain comes as promised, thin and continuous, like thousands of flying needles into the water, swinging circle ripples.

On the wharf in the south of Yuzhou City, people come and go, and it is still lively.

The autumn festival of Dayan is coming, and the autumn festival of Jiangnan Province is held in Linjiang City, so Zhou Xianming has to rush to Linjiang City by boat to participate in this autumn festival.

An Jing, Han Wenxin and Li Fuzhou came to the dock and came to see Zhou Xianming off.

Zhou Xianming looked at a few people and said confidently: "This autumn, Zhou will definitely return as the leader." ”

"Where did you get your faith, little old man? It can't be the Oiran, right? ”

Han Wenxin was dressed in a fast hunting suit, carrying a knife in one hand and digging his nostrils in the other, his face full of suspicion.

These days, Zhou Xianming has not seen him read seriously, except for the hook column to listen to the music, so he dares to participate in the autumn festival?

Could it be that Zhou Xianming secretly lay on the belly of the girl and read hard?

"It's really rude, Zhou is only thirty-two this year, and it is the year of his establishment."

Zhou Xianming snorted coldly, shook his sleeves, but scolded secretly in his heart: A vulgar martial artist, with simple limbs and a simple mind, he can only move his hands and feet.

"The boss is not small, and you need my younger sibling to support you even in entanglement, and you are embarrassed to say that you are thirty?"

Han Wenxin laughed when he heard this, "Some people stand at thirty, but there are also people who fall at thirty, the former is talking about me, so isn't the latter talking about you Lao Zhou?" ”

Thirty and down!?

Hearing Han Wenxin's words, Zhou Xianming almost fainted.

Bad luck!

It's so unlucky!

I shouldn't let this Han Wufu come today, it's really unlucky!

"Alright, Brother Han."

An Jing looked at Zhou Xianming's appearance of daring to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and couldn't help but smile: "After all, Mr. Zhou is about to take a scientific examination, and we also have to say some auspicious words." ”

He knew in his heart that Zhou Xianming had some ink, and maybe he could really be in Qiuqiu High School, but there were still exams and palace exams on top of Qiuqiu, which was the key to his career.

Zhou Xianming nodded when he heard this, but Dr. Xiao An spoke well, unlike the vulgar martial artist, which made people angry.

An Jing took out a blank piece of paper and said seriously: "By the way, Mr. Zhou, the silver you borrowed yesterday, as well as the previous two times, a total of twenty-one taels, if you win, remember to pay it back, if you don't have high school, you yourself said, then you have to make cattle and horses to repay, I calculated with my wife last night, it will take a total of one year and two months to pay it off." ”

Zhou Xianming: "........"

"The passenger ship to Linjiang City is about to depart, and those going to Linjiang City are about to get on the ship, and the delay is delayed, and the ship will not be able to depart until tomorrow."

At this moment, there was a sound of clear drinking from the ferry.

I saw that the figures on both sides were confused, all carrying bags and hurrying towards the passenger ship.

"Doctor Xiaoan, Zhou is leaving, and it's not too late to talk about this matter when Zhou returns."

Zhou Xianming hurriedly coughed lightly, then looked at Li Fuzhou on the side, and said, "Mr. Li, Zhou has taken his leave." ”

Li Fuzhou said quite sadly: "This farewell, I don't know when I will be able to listen to the music again." ”

"Hey."

Zhou Xianming also sighed when he heard this, "The third master is waiting for me to come back, this is the largest painting boat in Yuzhou City for you to play, and the bustard there is very moist, and you will definitely be satisfied." ”

"Okay, it's very moist." Li Fuzhou's eyes lit up.

The eyes of the two were reluctant, showing deep affection.

It is worthy of listening to the music together, this feeling is good.

An Jing said angrily beside him: "Six days of autumn, four days of back and forth, play in the middle, and release the list, but it is only twenty days, it doesn't have to be like this." ”

Zhou Xianming packed his bags and boarded the passenger boat, and when he saw the three people on the dock who saw him off, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

"Everyone, it's cold, go back."

In this autumn exam, so many people who 'cared' about themselves came to see him off, and he was sure to go to high school, which impressed the girl from Liyue.

Li Fuzhou's passenger boat floated and couldn't help but say: "The rain is clear and the clouds are scattered, the north wind is cold, and the road in Yushui and Wushan is difficult." Today's send-off must be drunk, and the Ming Dynasty has a long way to go. ”

"Good poetry, Mr. Li is talented!" Zhou Xianming's eyes lit up, but his heart was warm.

"Good!"

Han Wenxin couldn't help but stroke his palms beside him.

"You know this poem?"

An Jing raised his eyebrows.

Han Wenxin is also able to understand the cultural level of words, and he has just passed the passing line of illiteracy, so he can actually evaluate poetry?

Han Wenxin saw An Jing's eyes, and immediately smiled and said, "As long as I can't understand the verses, I think it's all good." ”

Since he was a child, he looked at ancient poems and found a truth, as long as he felt that this twist and turn was obscure, the others would definitely praise it, which made Han Wenxin remember it in his bones.

"You can't teach a child." Li Fuzhou glanced at Han Wenxin, and sighed helplessly, his poems were undoubtedly chewing peonies.

An Jing also said a little sadly: "Listen to me write a poem to see off Mr. Zhou." ”

When several people heard this, they all pricked up their ears and listened, Zhou Xianming was grateful in his heart, with tears in his eyes.

An Jing took a deep breath and muttered for a long time before saying: "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once .......he is gone."

Hearing this, Zhou Xianming's body staggered, and he almost fell off the boat.

"Quick! Let's go! ”

Li Fuzhou: "......."

Han Wenxin: "......."

It was easy to understand, and he understood.

The three of them watched the passenger ship go away like this, and Zhou Xianming, who was standing on the boat, kept waving to the three of them.

"This little old man's hand is about to be broken."

Han Wenxin looked at the smaller and smaller black dots in the distance and couldn't help muttering.

"Everyone is gone, and I should go to the doctor." An Jing moved his muscles and bones.

When I went out today, in addition to seeing off Zhou Xianming, I also had to go to Mazi Lane in the west of the city for a consultation.

"Uncle, really don't you need to be old and old to help?"

Li Fuzhou asked on the side.

When he came, he said that Li Fuzhou was just here to see off Zhou Xianming.

"No, I used to be alone."

An Jing waved his hand.

He always felt that this Li Fuzhou was a spy placed by Zhao Qingmei beside him, although he didn't do anything, but he was a little uncomfortable, and he had to be on guard at all times.

After all, this little old man said that he would eat him for the rest of his life.

"Okay, uncle, I'll go back first."

Li Fuzhou hugged his fists and prepared to turn around and return to Jishitang.

"Brother An, is Tan Yun at home?" Han Wenxin's eyes lit up slightly, and his hands fell slightly.

"Yes." An Jing nodded.

"I know, Brother An, go get busy."

Hearing this, Han Wenxin quickly caught up with Li Fuzhou, "Third Master, wait for me, the city has not been peaceful recently, I will escort you back." ”

"This kid."

Seeing this, An Jing couldn't help but chuckle, and then walked towards Mazi Lane in the west of the city.

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