There are arbors in the south, which cannot be contemplated, and there are wandering girls in the Han Dynasty, which cannot be sought.

The breadth of the Han Dynasty is impossible to think, and the eternal nature of the river is impossible to think.

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This is the earliest description of the Han River in Chinese history, from the "Book of Songs" of the "National Wind Zhou Nan", named Han Guang, the poem is a woodcutter in the Han River when cutting wood saw a woman playing in the river to enjoy the scenery and ashamed of himself, dare not pursue the story,.

There is a huge tree in the south of the Han River, lying under the tree is cool and comfortable, but "I" want to chop wood to support the family can not and is not qualified to think about a comfortable rest under the tree, there is a young woman in the Han River, it looks really likeable, but "I" am just a woodcutter, how to pursue others? The Han River is too wide, "I" can't swim over, the Han River is too long, and "I" have no boat to cross......

The widest part of the Han River is actually less than three miles, but for the ancients it is already an insurmountable moat, the woodcutter uses the breadth and length of the Han River as a metaphor for the leisurely life and the difficulty of a beautiful woman, the poet compares the situation of the woodcutter with the helplessness that he can't ask for, and I don't know how many people in later generations use this poem to alleviate their lovesickness and sorrow.

Zhou Laoxiao, who has been ferrying in Hanshui, has secretly written it down since that year when he heard a few courtesans singing "Han Guang" on the bank of the Xiangjiang River, and sang to relieve fatigue when he was ferrying on the Han River, his daughter Zhiruo once asked what it meant, but Zhou Laoxiao had no ink in his stomach, only said that he praised Hanshui for being big and good-looking, his daughter was good-looking, and she was smart and kind since she was a child.

But today Zhou Laoxiao can no longer sing "Han Guang", after he took a bearded man with a little boy, it didn't take long for a big ship to catch up, there were obviously a lot of Mongolian military masters and Buddhas on the boat, they shouted Zhou Laoxiao only to know that they were going to arrest the man and child on the boat, Zhou Laoxiao didn't have time to regret that the two were shot by the Mongolian military master The arrow pierced through the chest, before he died, he just looked at the poor daughter, and thought in his heart: Your mother died early, I will die again, how can you live?

Hankou boarded the ship for an hour, Song Yuanqiao, who was about to return to the mountain, sat in the cabin and was explaining the essence of Wudang Changquan to his son Qingshu, he saved the life of a widow who threw himself into the well more than 20 years ago, and did not think that the woman had a strong temperament, because of the death of her husband and wanted to be martyred, her mother's family was quite powerful, and she was grateful to marry the young woman to herself, when Song Yuanqiao was in his thirties, he wanted to follow the master and become a monk, but because he took care of the young woman, he fell in love for a long time, and finally did not report to the master to complete the good deeds.

Later, after a long time, he dared to say that Zhang Sanfeng was naturally not angry, but full of joy, and Song Yuanqiao went down the mountain to take his 16-year-old son Song Qingshu back to the mountain.

It's just that Song Qingshu was young and Song Yuanqiao didn't dare to show the master, and later said that the child was ten years old at the time, and Song Yuanqiao only taught him some basic tuna kung fu.

When the father and son were teaching and learning, they suddenly heard a loud voice on the river from afar: "Stop the boat quickly! Hand over the child obediently, and the Buddha will spare your life! Otherwise, it will be no wonder that you are ruthless!" This voice came from the waves of the water, and it was clear to the ears, and it was obvious that the person who called was very deep in his inner strength.

"Qingshu, sit down. Song Yuanqiao frowned and sneered, "What kind of water bandit is so bold that he wants me to keep the child?" Looking up, I saw two river boats rowing at a rapid pace like arrows from the string.

Song Yuanqiao stared at it, and saw a bearded man sitting on the bow of a small boat in front, rowing with both hands on the oars, and there were two children sitting in the cabin, a man and a woman, and there was a big boat behind, on which stood four monks, seven or eight Mongolian military attachés, all the Mongolian military attachés held the boat board to help row the water, and the leader of the Fanbang monk held a longbow in his hand, and the person Song Yuanqiao wanted to talk to should be the monk with the bow.

After all, the bearded man had limited strength, and in a moment he was approached by the back ship, and all the military attaches and monks bent their bows and arrows and shot at the big man.

Song Yuanqiao only then knew that the monk wanted the bearded man to leave the child, he had followed the master's practice more than forty years ago, and had been taught by him for a long time, so although it was rare to see the Yuan soldiers brutally killing, but he hated the Yuan and Mongolian Tatars, and wanted to save him at that time, but he saw that the big man rowed with his left hand, and raised a wooden oar with his right hand to block and shoot down the arrows one by one, and the technique was very fast. Song Yuanqiao said in his heart: "This person has extraordinary martial arts and is quite heroic, how can I sit idly by and not save him?" shouted to the captain who rocked the boat: "Boat family, meet up." ”

When the captain saw the feather arrows flying wildly, and the Mongolian officer was killing people, he was already frightened, and he was too late to row the boat away, how could he dare to meet the general instead......? Boss...... You...... You're joking...... This is a thing to die...... Which...... Seeing that the situation was urgent, Zhang Songyuanqiao snatched the oar from the captain, and after two blows in the water, the ferry boat crossed the bow of the boat and headed towards the incoming boat.

Suddenly heard a miserable cry of "ah", the boy in the boat was hit by an arrow on his vest, and the bearded man followed the arrow on his shoulder and back one after another, and the wooden oar in his hand finally fell into the middle of the river, and the big boat behind immediately caught up, and seven or eight Mongolian military attachés and monks jumped into the boat. The bearded man was unyielding, punching and kicking, struggling to resist.

Song Yuanqiao shouted: "Tartar stop, Hugh has to do murder and hurt people!" Seeing that the ferry boat was approaching, he jumped up with a ladder cloud, fluttering with his big sleeves, and pounced from the air to the small boat five feet away.

Two Mongol military attachés whizzed two arrows and fired at him. Song Yuanqiao's robe sleeves waved, and the wind flew down with two feather arrows, and then stepped on the board with both feet, and waved out his left palm. When the military attachés saw him like a flying general descending from the sky, they shook two monks with strong martial arts into the air as soon as they made a move, and they were all frightened. The leading military attache shouted, "What are you doing, man?"

Song Yuanqiao scolded: "Dog Tartar! Come again to do evil and harm good people, get out of here quickly!"

The military attache said: "Do you know who this person is? That is the remnant of the Yuanzhou Demon Sect's anti-thieves, and the whole world wants to arrest the Qin criminal!"

Song Yuanqiao was taken aback when he heard the words "Yuanzhou Demon Sect Anti-Thief", and said in his heart: "Could it be Zhou Yuwang's subordinates?"

The bearded man was covered in blood, holding the boy in his left hand, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Little lord...... The little lord shot them to death. This sentence is an acknowledgment of one's identity.

Song Yuanqiao was even more shocked in his heart, and said, "Is this Zhou Ziwang's Langjun?"

The big man said: "Yes, I have a negative order, and I don't want this life." He gently lowered the boy's body and threw himself at the military attaché. However, he was already wounded, and the two long arrows on his shoulders and backs were not pulled out, and the arrows were poisonous, and as soon as his body was raised, he fell on the deck of the ship with a "hey" in his mouth.

The little girl threw herself on top of a male corpse in the cabin, just crying: "Daddy, Daddy!" Song Yuanqiao looked at the outfit of the corpse, and it was the boatman who operated the boat.

Song Yuanqiao thought to himself: Master often teaches us not to make friends with people in the Demon Sect, if we knew that we were characters in the Demon Sect, this idle matter would not matter. But the Yuan Court Tartar is not a good kind!" At that moment, he said to the military attaché: "This boy has died, you have already made meritorious contributions, go quickly!" The military attache said: "No, you must cut off the heads of the two." ”

Song Yuanqiao said: "If you don't leave, I'll do it!" The military attache was terrified when he heard this, and said urgently: "Who is the hero? Dare to ask the honorable name!"

Song Yuanqiao scolded: "Chivalrous people can't let you wait! Get out!"

The military attache made a look, and the two Mongolian officers suddenly raised their long knives and slashed down at Song Yuanqiao's head. These two knives are not fast, and the distance between the boats is so close that there is nowhere to dodge.

Song Yuanqiao's figure flashed and two knives were cut into the air, his palms were up, and he had hit the vests of the two people, and the two officers vomited blood and fell down.

Before the military attache at the head could speak, Song Yuanqiao actually flickered and knocked all the military attaches and monks into the water, and said with a smile: "So that you know that there has been no shortage of chivalrous people of the Han nationality since ancient times!"

Song Yuanqiao took out the pill from his arms, fed it to the bearded man's mouth, rowed the boat to his ferry, and was about to help him cross the boat, but the big man was very tough, holding the boy's body in one hand and the girl in the other, and got on the ferry.

Song Yuanqiao nodded secretly: "This person is seriously injured, but he is still so loyal to the young master, and he is indeed a good man." ”

When he returned to the ferry, he personally took down the poisoned arrow for the big man, and applied the medicine that he brought with him to pull out the poison and build muscles.

The girl looked at her father's body and drifted away with the boat, just crying, and the bearded man said: "The dog officers and soldiers are not vicious, and they shot the boatman with arrows as soon as they came up. ”

Song Yuanqiao thought to himself: "If you hadn't boarded the boat, how would the other boatman be killed?"

Thinking that he couldn't talk to the people in the Demon Sect, he took out two taels of silver and handed it to the captain, and said, "Brother Gonggong, we will get off the ferry in front of us, and I bother you to send this eldest brother to the place where he is going." ”

Dahan thanked Song Yuanqiao and knew that it was a Wudang hero, and then realized that he was deliberately alienated and sat aside to heal his wounds.

When Song Yuanqiao and Song Qingshu got off the boat, the big man suddenly said: "Song Daxia, this little girl's father died because of me, and the villain should try to take care of it properly." "But I can't take care of her now, and I hope you will take her away and find a home. ”

Song Yuanqiao took Song Qingshu and the little girl off the boat, and after walking for a long time, Song Yuanqiao asked, "Girl, what is your name?"

The girl was about ten years old, in shabby clothes, barefoot, although she was a poor girl of the boat family, but her face was beautiful, and she was a stunning beauty. It's just me and my dad at home, and now it's ......."

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said, "You can't make a living at a young age, but I'm a man in Wudang, how can I take in a woman?"

Song Qingshu was sixteen years old, and it was the time when his blood was strong, he stood aside and looked at Zhou Zhiruo's soft and weak appearance, his heart softened, and he suddenly said: "Daddy, you might as well recognize her as a daughter and be a sister for me!"

Song Yuanqiao saw that his son looked resolute and had the intention to refuse, but thinking that he would not go home all the year round, he would rarely accompany him, so he inexplicably agreed: "That's fine." ”

Song Qingshu took Zhou Zhiruo's little hand and said with a serious face: "Sister Zhiruo! In the future, my father will be your father, and my family will be our family!"

Zhou Zhiruo listened to her father tell the story of the ancients and gentlemen, although she was young, she knew a lot of truths, and when she heard the words, she knelt at the foot of Song Yuanqiao and kowtowed a few times, and said, "My daughter meets her father!" and then bowed to Song Qingshu and said, "I've seen my brother!"

Song Yuanqiao then took the two children to Wudang Mountain, on the way to Zhou Zhiruo told the names of himself and Song Qingshu, and told the people and the situation of Wudang one by one, Zhou Zhiruo was born well-behaved, all secretly wrote down, Song Qingshu held Zhou Zhiruo's hand along the way, quite happy, he only felt that he was full of joy when he saw his sister-in-law.