Yang Ruoning, Chapter 6
It's the familiar Youzhou City again. In fifteen years, everything has changed except for the tall moss-covered gates. The bluestone streets have become wider, the merchants on the streets have become more numerous, and the green buildings and restaurants on the pier have changed their faΓ§ade signs, and the city seems to have become more lively and prosperous.
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Twenty days in this world means that he has been here for twenty years. In twenty years, he may have traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Dasong, and then fell in love with a woman in a goose yellow dress and took this photo. The girl looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and she was now middle-aged. Is she still waiting for him? Or are you already married and have children? Yang Ruoning was at a loss, how should she find this vast sea of people?
The Tiffany's vase, Yang Ruoning was twenty taels of silver. She didn't talk too much to the owner of the pawnshop, she just wanted the money she needed.
I think there should be no more gains from coming to this Youzhou City. A businessman from the south told her that Bianliang was the capital of the Great Song Kingdom, and half of the country's population was there. If you're looking for someone, try your luck there. Yang Ruoning then decided to go south to Bianliang.
The quickest way to get from Youzhou City to Bianliang is to take a boat, which can be reached by about half a month along the Grand Canal. Yang Ruoning found a small boat carrying passengers at the ferry, paid the money, and in the twilight mist, took the boat south.
It is a small passenger ship with two cabins. Although it is not carved like those luxury passenger ships, it is very clean and tidy. Because it was the last passenger ship to go to the capital today, there were very few guests on board. In addition to Yang Ruoning, there were only two other guests.
Yang Ruoning's room was a small cubicle on the first floor next to the bedside deck. After putting the huge backpack in, Yang Ruoning could only sit with her knees hugged. She opened the window of her cubicle, and the gentle breeze of the early summer evening greeted her with the sound of rushing water. She sat by the window and watched the scenery slowly move backwards outside the window, enjoying a rare moment of tranquility for many days.
Two other guests occupy the entire second floor. According to the boatman, it was a young boy with his little attendant. Although they were on the same boat, Yang Ruoning rarely met with them. Of course, in addition to the reason why Yang Ruoning rarely left the small cubicle, it was also related to the schedule of the disciples of the Gongzi faction.
Boatmen sail during the day and rest at the ferry port in the evening. The vicinity of the ferry port is often more economically active, with inns, restaurants, and brothels. Every day after the boy docked, he took his little attendant ashore to eat and drink and have fun, and did not return drunk until the next morning, and then slept all day.
When he came back that day, Yang Ruoning happened to be standing on the deck. She saw a handsome boy dressed in white walking from the other side of the pier with a folding fan in his hand. He is about sixteen or seventeen years old, although he looks childish, but he is full of arrogance and nobility that cannot be concealed. He was followed by a thin little squire, who looked younger than him, only fourteen or fifteen years old.
The boy also saw Yang Ruoning, he nodded at her slightly, and raised the fan in his hand and shook it at her. Yang Ruoning saw him say hello and nodded politely in response.
After the boat departed, Yang Ruoning sat by the window and looked at the tablet in his hand. I downloaded a lot of information about Chinese history on the tablet. Yang Ruoning immigrated to the United States with her family when she was in elementary school, and although she had no problem communicating in Chinese, she did not know many Chinese words. Some very simple words she recognizes, but it is definitely not enough to read Chinese materials. So everything in that tablet is in English. In the past few days, she has read a lot of information, but she has not found a dynasty called Da Song. She guessed that this parallel world and hers should have a completely different timeline. She put down the tablet in her hand and looked out the window. She thought of the proud boy in the morning. She vaguely felt that the boy looked familiar, but she couldn't remember when she had seen it.
On the evening of the ninth day of the voyage, they docked at a large and prosperous wharf. Yang Ruoning rarely got off the boat this day, and after going ashore and simply buying a few cakes to fill her stomach, she began to wander around. Perhaps because it is getting closer and closer to the capital Bianliang, the buildings here are becoming more and more luxurious and refined, and of course, the prices are naturally much more expensive. Yang Ruoning walked back and forth around the already small-town-sized dock area, and felt a little tired, so she prepared to go back to the boat to rest.
Suddenly, someone in a luxury restaurant over there shouted, "Auntie! Aunt! The voice was urgent, attracting passers-by on the street to seek their reputation. Yang Ruoning glanced at the restaurant. Naturally, she didn't think it was calling her, so she ignored it and walked on.
Suddenly, a man grabbed her from behind. Startled, she turned to look behind her, and saw that it was the little squire. The little squire was panting, and it seemed that he was running after her.
He breathlessly said, "Auntie, can you come with me?" β
Yang Ruoning felt very strange. "What's the matter?"
The little squire scratched his head a little embarrassedly. "We had just finished eating at the restaurant, but when we checked out, we found that our wallets were gone. Alas, it must have just been stolen on the street...... There's no way to pay for that meal right now. The shopkeeper did not agree to the credit, and he had to pay the money before leaving. We don't know anyone here, only you, the aunt who is on the same boat. I wonder if my aunt can help? β
Just a gesture, Yang Ruoning followed the little attendant into the restaurant.
In the single room on the second floor of the restaurant, the five big and three thick cooks were viciously pulling the young man's collar and scolding, "His grandmother's X actually wants to slip for Lao Tzu!" I have to give you some color today! As he spoke, he raised his fist and smashed it into Childe's face.
The little attendant hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the cook, "This big brother, you can't do it, you can't do it." Yang Ruoning suddenly felt a little strange, his master was going to be beaten, but the little attendant seemed to be more nervous about the cook.
When the cook saw that the little attendant had brought someone, he scolded and let go of the boy. "Looking for someone?"
"yes, yes, I'll bring someone over to pay for the drink." The little attendant said and looked back at Yang Ruoning. "Auntie, please help us pay in advance. We will return it to you when we return to Beijing. β
"Oh, okay. How much? Yang Ruoning took out the money bag from her pocket and asked the cook.
"Fifteen taels." The cook's tone softened when he heard that someone was going to pay for the boy.
What?! Fifteen taels?! What the hell did you eat?! Yang Ruoning touched the money bag and hesitated. That's all she has left.
Seeing Yang Ruoning's hesitation, the little attendant hurriedly asked quietly, "Auntie, I know it's a bit expensive." I don't know ...... you."
Yang Ruoning glanced at the noble boy in the corner and thought for a few seconds. If this boy is beaten up by someone, he will definitely delay the trip, and the travel and medical expenses at that time will definitely be higher.
So she took a deep breath and placed the whole bag in the cook's hand. "It's fifteen taels."
The cook flipped the purse, "That's pretty much it." He glanced back at the boy, snorted disdainfully, and left.
The boy walked over and shook his fan a little irritably. "It's obviously a black shop. How did these dishes get so much silver? As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, "Little Guizi, why are you stopping me, you should teach him a good lesson!" β
The little squire, "Childe, don't be so impulsive anymore. β
The boy looked back at Yang Ruoning. "Thank you, girl, for your help."
Girl. It was the first time she had been called a girl, and she was a boy who was many years younger than her. For a moment, she felt as if the money was well spent.
The boy clasped his fists in both hands and said very sincerely, "When I return to Beijing, I will pay it back." Then he smiled at her. Two shallow dimples on the cheeks are exposed. Yang Ruoning stared at his face, and he was really shocked. She finally remembered where she had seen the child.
He is the deposed emperor who was poisoned in a wormhole.
It turns out that those images are not the present, but the future.