Shi Yishui's head was deeply sunk in the mud washed by the muddy water, but there was no sign of raising his head, and the man in white saw that Shi Yishui was willing to endure the humiliation, and he had a posture of pleading guilty. didn't move in the slightest, his face was still sinking like water, and then he kicked Shi Yishui backwards and turned it upside down.

Shi Yishui stabilized his body, coughed twice in a row, spit out a mouthful of mud mixed with blood, and subconsciously clenched the money bag in his hand.

Seeing this, the man in white, who had been slowly drenched in the drizzle, scolded loudly and angrily: "Will you be at ease with this silver?!" The surrounding bamboo leaves were hit by a strong wind, rustling in the air.

Shi Yishui was probably ashamed and silent. The man in white then said: "I originally saw that you had a weak temperament, and often went to Xianjiang to salvage stones, and I thought that you were a down-to-earth person who didn't have so much care, so I handed over the upstream dam and the 300-zhang stone bridge across the north and south banks of Xianjiang County to you. ”

Shi Yishui slowly looked up at the concubine of the He family, He Qizhu. He raised his head and said: "Brother He, people's joys and sorrows don't want to understand, and what you ask for and what I ask are not on the same road." ”

He Qizhu, who seemed to be gentle, smiled sadly, and then scolded: "Idiot, are you talking to me differently and not conspiring with each other? If you really don't want to build this bridge, how can you often look at the water potential by the river and look for all kinds of stones in the deep mountains at the bottom of the river? I told you at that time that after the construction of the dam and the stone bridge, my family could be described as destitute, but I was willing to give you the remaining three hundred taels of silver, and I would never treat you half of the idea. This stone bridge has been built for more than 30,000 days and nights, and I have almost invited skilled craftsmen from Manchu County, and I have also asked you to be the bearer of the bull's ear. He Qizhu seemed to be filled with grief and indignation, and glanced at the rolling Xianjiang, and now the imperial court wants to take care of the Caoyun, if it weren't for the frequent floods in the Xianjiang River, the imperial court sent a number of capable ministers to control the water because of the hindrance of the He family, and had to leave. The man in white looked at the sky and sighed, and then said angrily to Shi Yishui, who was already covered in mud, with tears in his eyes: "We used to talk freely under Takeshita, drink and talk, and open our hearts and hearts at that time! You and I were so caring for each other when we were building the bridge, why are we losing each other now?"

Shi Yishui looked up and suddenly remembered that a few days before the bridge was built, he passed by boat, and asked for a pot of cheap turbid wine from Xiao Er of the Drunken Immortal Building as before, and after listening to the first song, he got up and left. Unexpectedly, when he went out to bypass the alley, a woman behind him took his hand and gave him a delicate stone, and then smiled brightly and said to him: "This stone is the most beautiful I have ever seen, I heard that you deal with stones every day, and this stone will be given to you." Shi Yishui was a little dazed at first, and then he just nodded lightly and carefully accepted the stone. Then he said heartily: "The girl is worthy of being the string oiran of the drunken fairy building, your piano sound is mixed with the river water, and the fairy sound of the two is refreshing." ”

The woman smiled and said, "Because I play the first song every day, I don't have to be distracted, maybe I think it's better because of this." The man in the alley didn't really know any rhythm, so he nodded his head, accepted it, and then thanked him and turned away.

The woman didn't dare to say some words, and finally when Shi Yishui walked ten steps away, the woman's words in her throat finally whispered: "The first song every day is played without distraction, just because it is played for you." Seeing that Shi Yishui, who was ten steps away, there was no sign of stopping, so she had to sigh, and then turned to leave. The woman could never have thought of it, because of this sentence, Shi Yishui secretly made up her mind to let her walk out of the Drunken Immortal Tower in a dignified manner.

Now in the drizzle, Shi Yishui, the wind blows the wound on his face, like a knife cutting a sword stabbing pain, Wu thought of the scene of that day, smiled bitterly, and smiled miserably at He Qizhu: "Brother He doesn't know, you and I have never had a heart-to-heart, I just wanted to seek some personal benefits from it, and I never thought of building a stone bridge in the north and south of the Yangtze River." After all, he is a grass people, from a humble background, and short-sighted. How much money I can make is what I think. ”

He Qiming listened to it, and was noncommittal, but asked rhetorically: "It was He Qiming, the eldest son of my He family, who asked you to do it?" Shi Yishui did not deny it, this obvious situation, there is no need to say much at all.

He Qiming chuckled twice and said: "It's me who asked more, according to the seniority, I should also call that person a big brother." At that time, when he was in charge of the family, he was not thin to me, and gave me a family foundation that had no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime. ”

Originally, when He Qiming found Shi Yishui, the condition put forward was that if the dam and the stone bridge collapsed in the event of a flood, they would give 2,000 taels, and if both of them collapsed in the event of a flood, they would give 5,000 taels. At that time, Shi Yishui only said that he didn't want more, three hundred taels was enough.

At this time, the wind did not stop, and the drizzle suddenly turned into a shower, hitting the bamboo leaves, making a dense ticking sound.

Wang Yishui watched the rain coming, put the money bag in his arms, looked lonely, and said ashamedly to the man in white in front of him: "Brother He, I'm sorry." It's here, let it go. ”

"At first, I thought you could be a pawn, and then after drinking with you, I felt like a fellow player, but now it seems that you are only worthy of being a pawn. I know you'll go to the South Shore every evening to listen to the woman's voice, but now you may never hear it again. He Qiming said, turned around and left, this sudden shower in autumn, in fact, as early as he expected, now he has four walls, unable to build a Tianping dam for the people of Xianjiang, this kind of rain, not three days, the north bank of the Xianjiang River will not be a thing.

And his elder brother, no, it should be said that his He family, who has been in charge of Xianjiang Caoyun for generations, should also have collapsed!

The little doctor, who was feasting in He Mansion and tasting the delicacies and tea, was stung by a cold wind in autumn. Seeing this, He Qiming, who was hospitable to everyone, hurriedly pushed the screen and placed it in the house, and there was a picture of the Xianjiang River surging on the screen, which stretched ten zhang away. Then another sweet-looking maid brought a freshly woven bamboo stove, spread it with soot, and put in a few pieces of broken charcoal for everyone to keep warm.

Wang Jingdao was drinking wine and eating meat happily, and when he saw an autumn wind, he blew the little doctor shivering, and couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Stupid boy, if you feel cold, you can take a sip of wine, and when you eat a mouthful of coal, your whole body will be up." ”

The little doctor didn't say much, took a sip and endured the spicy, pretending to be heroic and raising the wine glass, but there was still a sense of immaturity in his bones. Zhong Liyu pouted and chuckled beside him, drinking can be so unnatural, I'm afraid it's just this stupid doctor.

If it weren't for the last time Lu Wenping even coaxed and deceived and even teased and ridiculed in the end, he used that clumsy agitation method to finally let the unconvinced little doctor pour a few sips of high-grade liquor, and I am afraid that he will not be able to drink in this life.

At that time, Lu Wenping was stunned, this amount of wine was 108,000 miles better than himself. But after that, the little doctor wanted to vomit and couldn't vomit, and the painful appearance of falling on the bed also made Lu Wenping even more frightened, for fear that the little doctor would get drunk to death.

And after the little doctor himself hit that once, he even avoided the wine, and felt scared when he smelled the wine. Only Wang Jingdao will force and drag the little doctor to drink some wine from time to time, and said that when he goes out, the swordsman does not drink, so he can't afford the word swordsman, not just a swordsman, but if he is a chivalrous man, he should be able to drink some wine, drink less, get drunk to death, and he will lose his life.

Lu Wenping saw Wang Jingdao echoing beside him, saying that in the past, there was a kendo hero, fishing for the moon in the water, drunk and seeking pleasure, and poetry was a must. also said that if the little doctor can learn the hero's three-point chivalrous politeness, he will be able to be like a fish in water in the court and the rivers and lakes, and he can mix chic and comfortable no matter what.

The little doctor sneered, how can there be a person in this world who is proficient in everything, and he has to compete for the top spot in swordsmanship, and he has to drink as much as the ocean, and his poetry is slightly better than that of the immortals. I am afraid that it is not the words of the sour scholar's family who are trying to deceive him.

It wasn't until the last line of people that the second master who spoke the most weighty nodded in affirmation of the sour scholar's words, which inevitably aroused the curiosity of the little doctor. But the second master then said that this person had been dead for 1,800 years.

The little doctor was puzzled and asked, "Such a person can't become an immortal, will he die of old age?"

"He can become an immortal, and is expected to become the only person who has won the name of sword immortal, poetry immortal, and wine immortal throughout the ages."

"Then why are you still dead?"

"After getting drunk, Lao Yue drowned. ”

"This is too miserable, you are going to become an immortal, and you are drunk and drowned, if a person has a last word after death, then he will definitely say, 'It's not good to drink, delay becoming an immortal'!"

The swordsman walks the rivers and lakes, and the person who can be as happy and free as him is unparalleled in the world. If a swordsman can choose how to live as he wants, or he can choose how to die according to his heart, then it will be in vain. Drunk and fishing for the moon, if he can say his last words, then the last words must be 'Gentlemen, please drink with me, look at the mighty river water, carry the neon clothes of the sky and the moon, enter the underworld with a sword, and sprinkle wine to invade the soul soup!' This kind of death may be unprecedented and unprecedented. ”

At this time, Lu Wenping saw that after the little doctor drank, he didn't come to his senses for a long time, and he couldn't help but be a little worried, and asked, "If you don't drink this wine, you have to spit it out, right?"

The little doctor said with contempt in his eyes: "Cut, even if I can drink the entire Xianjiang." "The little doctor doesn't know how long it took to learn the ability to brag with Lu Wenping, and now he speaks with a sense of vanity.

Lu Wenping squeezed his eyes, patted the little doctor on the shoulder and praised flatteringly: "The child can be taught!"

The second master is silent, drinking, ignoring the heavy rain outside the window, drinking and having fun, since the little doctor is willing to come to this experience, he has nothing to say, so that the little doctor can see the world more, which is also a good thing.

He Qiming saw that everyone had drunk for three rounds, and the wine was strong, and he had the posture to speak freely, so he said, "What do you think of Xianjiang County?"

Lu Wenping took a bite of the saury caught from the Xianjiang River, and said with a satisfied face: "The fish in Xianjiang County swim all over the river, and the fishermen sing at night, and there are looming strings on the riverbank. The scenery and people are naturally excellent. "Lu Wenping, who was picked up by Master Lu as a grandson since he was a child, has been growing up in Suping City, where the mountains and rivers are poor and the water is mixed, and now when he sees this Xianjiang County, he is naturally not stingy with his praise. Then he continued: "It's just that the stone arch bridge collapsed, if the stone arch bridge is still standing on the north and south banks of the Xianjiang River, it is undoubtedly the finishing touch of Xianjiang County." ”

He Qiming looked at Lu Wenping, who praised Xianjiang County with a smile, and remembered that when he took the knife fish in the hands of the pretty maid in the mansion just now, he couldn't help but tremble slightly with his right hand, and laughed out loud for no reason.

Lu Wenping thought that he had won He Qiming's appreciation, and he also laughed together.

For the sour scholar who can drink all the mouthwash tea on the table, He Qiming can't think of too many reasons to make friends. But because of the sword-bearing man's feelings, he also showed his gentle and elegant side to the fullest.

Lu Wenping and He Qiming had a deep relationship, and after a few conversations, Lu Wenping probably figured out how unbreakable the He family's foundation was in this place. Then He Qiming also talked about his chic deeds of robbing the rich with wealth, and Lu Wenping was envious.

Now the entire Xianjiang County knows that He Qiming is doing practical things for the people, and He Qizhu, who is half-brother to him, is selling his reputation and reputation, and the dam burst as soon as the drizzle came. Repair a broken stone bridge, can not withstand the slightest wind and rain, by the burst of the embankment water rush and collapse.

He Qiming looked at the wine in the cup, and did not say anything to Lu Wenping, how could this kind of poor disciple know how difficult it is for a family like him to take care of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and prevent the family from falling into the middle.

Everyone knows that Xianjiang County is a piece of fat, but only his He family can gnaw it down, without him, just because there are thousands of boats and boats, firmly pressing the river waters. Then his own family and the good ministers of the court who came to control the water were in the same breath, and in Xianjiang County, where the old ministers were all over the place, it was not difficult to do this kind of thing, so it was also possible to hold Xianjiang Caoyun firmly in his hands. However, He Qiming knew that the tail was too big to fall off, and it was easy to become the target of the public, so he tried his best to buy the hearts of the people and take good care of the people on the surface.

There are some things, he gives the people a little more, then he can be qualified to be tough on the court. And now you can also be filial piety and honesty to enter the official career, both officials and businessmen are correct, and when the time comes, the He family is here, it can really be regarded as a wind and rain.

As for building bridges and dams, I have the intention to interfere with them. First, if the dam is built too early, there is no hidden danger of flooding, so that the imperial court can intervene without fear, and the foundation of the family for generations here may be in vain. Second, even if the dam is built, it should not be his younger brother who will build it, but him. Only in this way can we firmly control the minds of the people in terms of public opinion and public opinion.

It is difficult to run a family, especially for a person like him who was born a mountain higher than others, and it is even more difficult to take charge of a family.

At this time, because of the continuous rainstorms, the flood rose like layers of transparent silk that Tiangong had descended for Xianjiang County, and then stacked layer by layer. Now the already low-lying south bank has been flooded a little miserable, only the drunken immortal building is still standing, but it has already become a pot of porridge inside.