"You'd better be careful yourself." Rong Yi looked directly at his eldest apprentice and said in a deep voice: "As soon as you steamed bear meat, you almost revealed your origins. How can it be a big deal to act like this? ”

Chongli wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, bowed deeply and said, "Master has taught me that he is acting carelessly, and he will rely on Master's teaching in the future." ”

Rong Yi sighed heavily: "That's it, you can do it yourself." ”

The winter solstice has arrived, and snow and ice may fall at any time. Why didn't Ji Hu have to worry about being blocked by ice and snow when he went to Chaoge? In fact, because the road in the Central Plains is smooth and accessible, unlike the Cuihan Road, once the ice is frozen, it can only wait for the snow to melt in the spring of the next year before it can set off.

But God is not merciful, and the group stayed overnight, and when they arrived at the Baimajin Ferry, they were caught up with the heavy snowfall.

The White Horse Tsu is named after the legend of the miraculous White Horse. The great river flows through the Central Plains and reaches the middle section of the land of Deweiguo. Puyang, an important city of Weiguo, is in Henan, and there is a mountain on the other side of the river opposite it.

People circulate at the time: there are often white horses like clouds under the mountain, the white horse screams and the river breaks, the white horse gallops and the mountain collapses and cracks, the white horse calmly then the white clouds are leisurely, and the river is surging without incident. However, when the river was broken, the government recruited warriors to throw the three white horses under the mountain into the river, and the flood subsided. Only in this way, this mountain is called White Horse Mountain, this ferry is called White Horse Jin, and the huge stone pavilion by the ferry is called Shenma Pavilion.

In order not to disturb the white horses to avoid mourning, for many years there has been a custom of crossing the river silently in Baimajin - no matter the wind, rain, frost and snow, the horses must be tied to their hooves, the vehicles must take off the bells, the horns are forbidden, the golden drums are breathless, and the boat travelers are not allowed to shout.

The snow was flying long, and there was only an uninterrupted clatter between the heavens and the earth, and even if he spoke loudly, it was difficult to hear clearly.

Qi Zhongyao looked at the ferry and looked back and smiled: "King, it's hard to make a sound, do you still have to rectify the carriages and horses?" ”

Ji Hu pushed the window and walked down, waved his hand and said, "The countryside is a world, get out of the car and do it." After that, he walked to the car and wanted to pick up the bell by himself, so frightened that Qi Zhong hurriedly stepped forward: "Don't move, wait for the slave to come." ”

Ji Hu said with a straight face when he heard this: "I have already said that you should not call me the king, call me the son, and you are not allowed to call yourself a slave, do you understand?" ”

Qi Zhong hurriedly made a promise, and Rong Yi and Wei He in the back car also got out of the car to pick up the car bell, and they were busy wrapping the horse's hooves. Ji Duoyou came up on a horse, and when he saw this scene, he smiled and said, "Childe, my horse should also be hoofed, right?" ”

Ji Hu smiled: "Or is Brother Duoyou smart, how quickly did he change his words?" ”

After tidying up in a moment, Qi Zhong turned around and was about to ask his son to get into the car, but saw that Ji Hu had already walked towards the ferry in the vast snow, and without speaking, he gently shook the reins of the horse and led the horse to catch up. Read the book

Although it is covered with snow and ice, there are also several passenger boats moored at the ferry. As soon as Ji Hu stood on the empty dock, a swarthy young man appeared on the bow of the nearest small boat: "Do you want to cross the river?" ”

Rong Yi arched his hand and smiled: "Dare to ask the boatman, how much is the freezing, can the boat be driven?" ”

The boatman pointed to the surface of the river: "The ice is uneven, and the thickness is uncertain." If the guests are in a hurry, I will lead you across the ice. ”

Rong Yi and Ji Hu exchanged glances, shook their heads and said, "It's not that I want to walk on the ice, it's that we have two carts, five horses and six people, I wonder if your boat can carry it?" ”

The boatman shook his head and said, "My little boat can't carry cars and horses. If the guest officer wants to ferry by boat, I can call a big boat to come over. ”

Ji Hu nodded and smiled: "Thank you very much." ”

As soon as the words fell, the swarthy boatman raised a black horned flag in his hand and waved it left and right in the air a few times. In the midst of the snow dance, a black flag on the south pier is also waving in the distance.

In a moment, a big boat came leisurely, and an old man with snow-white hair stood on the bow of the boat: "Bei'er, but you want a boat?" ”

The swarthy young man arched his hand and said, "Uncle Wei, it is this guest officer's carriage and horse that wants to cross the river." Your big boat can break the ice, but I can't hit this small boat. ”

The old man shook his head and said: "The wind and snow are heavy, the old man's helm skills are not as good as yours, if you want to ferry passengers, I am afraid that you will be at the helm." ”

The swarthy young man smiled and said, "What a word, Zhong!" The old man only supervised the sailor's trumpet. After saying that, he flew from the small boat two feet away to the bow of the big ship, which caused Ji Hu and others to cheer one after another, but they hurriedly silenced in fear.

The car was on board, Ji Hu and his party entered the cabin, and Rong Yi stood at the bow of the boat with the old man. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a low shout from the stern: "Get on the boat!" ”

The eight long oars at the bottom of the boat entered the water with a neat sound, and the old man at the bow called out in a long and low voice: "Wind and snow crossing—slow down—" The eight long oars paddled to the long beat. The large passenger ship Kerala broke through the half-foot-thick ice and headed southeast. Seeing the middle stream, the ice gradually thinned, and the boat movement was much more relaxed.

At this moment, I saw that in the misty wind and snow, an iceberg was floating from the upstream to the waist of the ship. Rong Yi's eyesight is quite good, and he has been boating for a long time, and he was suddenly in a cold sweat, and he was just about to shout to the old boatman, when he heard a roar like thunder at the stern: "Deep water fast oar!" from—"

The old man on the bow of the boat also suddenly shouted: "The river is oceanic! Beiliu is alive! Iceberg cross wave! White horse help me! ”

The rhythm is word by word, which is precisely the fastest speed of the long wooden paddle entering and exiting the water. After three rounds of call signs, the huge iceberg just brushed the stern of the ship and drifted over, and the bilge suddenly cheered: "White horse help me!" Hooray—"

Wei He was already with tears in his eyes, looked at Ji Hu and choked up: "Thank you so much for Baima and God, if it is because of me Wei He, I will cause you to have an accident, I am really ------."

"Say what? You and I are the best confidants and friends, shouldn't we share this together? Ji Hu comforted.

An hour later, the ship finally anchored on the opposite shore.

As soon as the sailor's trumpet subsided, Ji Hu bowed deeply to the old man, turned around and whispered a few words to Qi Zhong, who took out three delicate small brown leather bags from the car. Ji Hu arched his hand and said: "Uncle Wei, you have broken the ice in the wind and snow, risked death to cross the river, please collect some boat fare." ”

The old man bowed down and said with a smile: "Thank you so much, guest officer." He turned around and shouted: "Bei'er, Shuitou'er, the passenger officer's fare, come up and get it!" ”

The bilge shouted in unison: "Thank you-"

As soon as the call fell, a lean shirtless young man limped up. The old man's face suddenly changed: "Bei'er, your leg is injured?" ”

The swarthy boy shook his head: "Hehe, I don't want to think about the iceberg of dog days." If you don't worry, it's good in three or five days. ”