"Eh, Lord Xu, that's not what I said. The boatman who was rocking the oars outside listened to Xu Xian's words, and said with a smile: "The six words 'seeking government in his position' are simple to say, but how many officials can really do it?"

"In fact, our people's requirements for the official master are really not high, as long as you can do a good job of 'doing your job', you will be a great good official. ”

"And an official like Lord Xu is the Qingtian Lord that the people dream of, Lord Xu can be an official in Hangzhou Mansion, which is the convincing of our people in Hangzhou!"

Xu Xian smiled: "Uncle Boatman praised it falsely, Hanwen has not done enough. ”

Xiaoqing saw that although Xu Xian's face was colorless, he was still very happy with the boatman's praise, and said funny: "Why does Lord Xu like to hear people praise you?"

Xu Xian looked at her calmly and said with a smile: "Who in the world doesn't like to hear praises?" It's just that for Zaixia, the praise of the people is a kind of spur, always reminding Zaixia, to be a good official, the people will praise me, not scold me." ”

"I like to listen to the praise of the people, I am afraid of seeing the disappointed eyes of the people, and I am even more afraid of being scolded by the people, so I can only try to be a good official and do my part. ”

The little idiot looked at Xu Xian stupidly, five hundred years ago, he was just an insignificant ordinary person, and her love for him came from the two of them relying on each other, life and death together.

But now, her love for him has not diminished a little, but there is more admiration in this love.

Some people say that the most perfect love is that one of the two is a fan of the other, such as Xie Na and Zhang Jie, and now Xiaobai also has a tendency to become Xie Na.

"Hahaha...... Well said, Lord Xu is upright and upright, and he is a frank gentleman. The boatman listened to Xu Xian's words and laughed happily.

He looked at Xiao Bai, who was looking at Xu Xian infatuatedly, with a bigger smile on his face, and suddenly said: "Lord Xu is a talent, young and promising, presumably the threshold of the family has been broken by the matchmaker, right?

Xu Xian subconsciously glanced at Xiaobai, and when he saw her looking away like a frightened rabbit, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Who can say anything like fate?"

"All along, a voice in the dark told me that I should wait for a fateful fate, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life. ”

Xiao Bai's eyes lit up slightly, Xiao Qing grinned, looked at Xu Xian with burning eyes, and said, "Did that voice in the dark tell you when your destined fate will come?"

The expression on Xu Xian's face became extremely gentle, he looked at the sky outside the cabin in a daze, and said, "Not long ago, a few proverbs suddenly popped up in my mind. ”

Xiaobai Xiaoqing and the boatman's uncle all looked at him curiously, only to hear Xu Xian say slowly: "The third day of the third month of March is Qingming, and it rains a lot during the Qingming Festival. ”

Xiao Bai trembled slightly, and glanced at Xiao Qing, isn't this the proverb that Guanyin Bodhisattva told them......?

The boatman looked at Xiaobai, couldn't help laughing, and suddenly began to sing: "Roar Ou roar...... Roar Ou Roar ...... Roar Ou Roar ...... Roar Ou Roar ...... The beautiful scenery of the West Lake, the sky in March, the spring rain is like wine, and the willows are like smoke......"

Xiaobai and Xiaoqing's eyes lit up, the tune sung by the boatman is an ancient tune that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Xianghu area, the lyrics are as you like, there is no fixed number, as long as you sing it according to this tune, it is the same as the mountain song of the Yunnan and Guizhou generation (cough cough, Dapeng is blind, don't scold me if you study the party).

Five hundred years ago, Xiaobai listened to a boatman's uncle sing when she was in Yongzhou, and she still remembers that Ah Xuan thought this tune was too old and taught her another tune, a tune that she would never forget until she died.

After the boatman finished singing, Xiaoqing looked at Xiaobai and Xu Xian with a smile, and then sang: "There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away......"

Uncle Boatman looked at Xiaoqing in surprise, she would also be from her hometown, because if she wasn't from there, she wouldn't be so familiar with this tune.

Uncle Boatman said again with great interest: "It's hard to hold hands without ...... other side"

Xiaoqing: "Ten years of repairing the same boat to cross the ......"

Boatman: "A hundred years of repair, sleep together......"

Xiaoqing: "If it's a thousand years, there will be ...... Creation ......"

Boatman: "White ...... Head...... Concentric in front of you......"

Xiaoqing: "If it's a thousand years, there will be ...... Creation ......"

Boatman: "White heads...... Heart...... In front of the eyes. ”

The duet between the boatman and Xiaoqing almost pierced the layer of window paper between Xu Xian and Xiaobai, and the two looked at each other silently, and something was quietly circulating between the two.

Ten years of cultivation can be crossed in the same boat, and a hundred years of cultivation can be spent sleeping together, but what about 500 years? Naturally, it is a practice of white heads and one heart.

Xiaobai and Xu Xian didn't speak, but Xiaoqing chatted with the boatman.

"Little girl, are you from Xianghu?"

Xiaoqing said: "Yes! My family's ancestral home is in Yongzhou Mansion, and later I went to Shuzhong. ”

The boatman said in surprise: "Coincidentally, the ancestral home of my family is also Yongzhou, and I have been a boatman for generations." ”

Xiaoqing said: "As the saying goes, there are three hardships in the profession in the world, supporting the boat to fight iron and sell tofu, uncle, don't you plan to change your career?"

Uncle Boatman smiled and shook his head, and said, "If you get used to it, you won't feel bitter, no matter how hard your profession is, someone has to do it, right?"

In the small talk between Xiaoqing and the boatman, Qingzhou soon arrived at Qingbo Gate, Xu Xian took the lead in jumping off the boat, stabilized the boat, and asked Xiaobai and Xiaoqing to get off the boat.

"Thank you, Xu Guanren, for sending us back. ”

"Miss Xiaoqing is so polite. Xu Xian said politely to Xiaoqing, then looked at Xiaobai, and said warmly: "Today's weather is not beautiful, when the weather clears, I will take the young lady to have a good time." ”

Xiao Bai smiled reservedly, and Xiao Qing said happily: "Then we have said okay! You must come." ”

Xu Xian smiled, "Definitely." ”

Seeing Xiaobai and Xiaoqing disappear around the corner of the road, Xu Xian happily returned to the boat and said to the boatman: "Uncle boatman, please send me to Qiantang Gate!"

The boatman smiled and said, "No problem, but I don't know when Lord Xu will propose to that little lady?"

Xu Xian smiled and said, "Soon, I haven't thanked the boatman uncle for making a match! ”

"Hahahaha...... It must be certain, Lord Xu gives the old man a face, and the old man has to carry it. ”

The light boat soon arrived at the Qiantangmen wharf, and Xu Xian quickly returned to the prefect's yamen, generally speaking, the magistrates lived in the prefect's office, with the public hall and office area in front and the residence in the back.

Now the Xu family only has Xu Xian and his sister and brother-in-law, of course, Lu Xiaofeng also has a room of his own here, but he rarely comes back to live.