chewing dragon

Chapter 132 Wei Yingdian

In the evening, the evening smoke rises everywhere, and the eyes are dark.

On the endless river, there is a light boat going down the river.

There was smoke rising from the stern of the boat, and the fisherman was preparing meals in the ash-and-mud stove. The firework gas from the stir-fry mixed with a strong bean fragrance permeated the boat.

"It smells so good! What kind of food did the boatman cook?" A voice suddenly sounded from the boat canopy.

The person who asked the question was a scholar in white shirt in his thirties, with sharp eyebrows, high nose, piercing eyes, and a certain manner in his speech and demeanor.

The boatman poked his head in, smiled at the white-clothed scribe, and said, "My mother-in-law fried the broad beans. If the guest officer is not in a hurry to go ashore to rest, I will teach her to bring some. The wine on the boat is not very good. You are not used to drinking."

The white-clothed scribe smiled and waved his hands: "That's unnecessary, thank the boatman for his kindness! I wonder how far we are from Sutou?"

Seeing his refusal, the boatman was not very polite, and replied: "In a short while, we will arrive at the wharf in Qu'a Town, Yunxiang County. This is the largest market town nearby. There are many merchants coming and going. There are good inns where you can rest. Wait. After a while, the villain will call a few guest officers to go ashore."

"It's work!"

The white-clothed scribe nodded with a smile, and glanced diagonally across him inadvertently.

It was in the corner near the bow, a young man in black brocade robe, silver belt and black boots was sitting quietly with his eyes closed.

The white-shirted scribe noticed this unusual young man from the moment he boarded the boat, not because he traveled alone at such an age with a sword in his back. Very much, but the other party's clothes are quite ingenious in terms of material and tailoring. Although there is nothing special at first glance, if you look closely, you will know that it is not something that ordinary people's children can wear.

In particular, he is so conceited that his eyesight is vicious, and he can't see what kind of material the silver belt around the other party's waist is made of.

With this preconceived idea, the white-clothed scholar became more and more aware that the boy's demeanor was extraordinary. Although he just sat quietly in a corner, he looked at him like a green pines and cypresses, with a high standard and uniqueness.

He was secretly guessing the origin of the other party in his heart, and then he was about to look away, when the boy's eyes suddenly opened, the eyes were bright and piercing like a knife, piercing straight into his heart.

Fortunately, the other party just glanced at him and then turned to look at the stern of the ship.

Almost at the same time, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy came in from the stern of the boat, stumbled to the side of the white-clothed scribe, his face was full of panic.

Seeing his appearance, the white-clothed scribe's expression darkened immediately, and he scolded in a low voice: "Why are you running! What do you look like in a panic!"

The young man was still in shock, and said calmly, "Master, I saw a water monster!"

Hearing this, the white-clothed scholar's face showed anger, and he said in a low voice, "What water monster! What are you talking nonsense about?"

"It's true! I saw with my own eyes that a paw covered with black hair reached out to the boat and begged for food from my sister-in-law who was cooking. My sister-in-law had no choice but to give it a spoonful of fried broad beans, scalding the water monster. Squeaking and screaming, he refused to let go, grabbed the fried broad beans and went back to the river!"

Hearing what the young man said vividly, the white-clothed scribe also had a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, and asked in a low voice: "What does that water monster look like?"

The boy shook his head like a rattle: "The body of the water monster is outside the boat, and it only stretched out its claws. The little one jumped, and his hands and feet were numb. How dare he stretch his head out to look?"

As he spoke, he reached out and tightly grasped the white-clothed scribe's arm: "Master, don't go there, if anything goes wrong, the little one will die!"

The white-clothed scribe grinned in pain, and hastily waved his sleeves away, just looking at the tearful face of his servant, it was hard to speak harshly of this loyal servant again.

He stretched his neck and looked towards the stern of the boat for a long while, seeing that the boat lady was still busy working by the stove, he was a little relieved, and said to the boy in a deep voice, "It's okay even if there is any water monster, since it is facing the boat, Mother is begging for broad beans, she must be a vegetarian, and she shouldn’t harm anyone. Don’t make any noise, as soon as the boat docks, we will go far away, and we will go by land in the next few days.”

Hearing the words, the young servant immediately had a backbone, nodded fiercely and said: "I listen to the master!"

The white-clothed scribe ignored him, but subconsciously glanced at the young man diagonally opposite, only to see that young man was also looking at him with a smile on his face.

He couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, then bowed his hands to the other party and said: "I don't know what the young man thinks?"

The young hero that this white-shirted scholar spoke of was naturally Qi Jingzhi.

After he left Chaozhou City, he headed eastward, relying on Jiao Yulang's purse, he could ride a boat or a horse along the way, without worrying about food and drink. He originally wanted to change his clothes, but after thinking about it, it was a gift from an old friend. , and there is no special mark, there is really no need to give up eating because of choking, if you really meet Qing Yuanzi, Xin Changji and others and those mountain guests, it will be useless to dress up.

When he traveled hundreds of miles cautiously, all the way out of Chaozhou and into Junzhou, and no one followed behind him, he completely let go of his heart.

Faced with the initiative of the white-clothed scribe, Qi Jingzhi immediately returned the salute, "There was indeed a foreign object following the stern of the boat just now, but it has gone far away now. I think it is not a serious problem."

For some reason, the white-clothed scholar immediately calmed down when he heard what he said, and there was a smile on his face: "Xia Wei Yingdian, who used to be a doctor in the Ministry of Rites in the middle of the capital, has now resigned and left the capital to return to Xunyang County of Junzhou to worship the ancestors. , I don’t know the name of the young hero Gao?”

"Oh, so it's Master Wei."

Qi Jingzhi smiled and said: "Qi Jingzhi in Huaide County, Xialin Prefecture, a hunter in the mountains, a white body."

"It turns out that the young hero is the surname of the country, disrespect and disrespect! Wei has only been a low-level official, so he can't be called an adult!"

Orion, Baishen Yunyun, Wei Yingdian obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't show any dissatisfaction. Instead, he became more polite: "It's fate to be on the same boat. If Shaoxia Qi doesn't dislike it, how about you and I being brothers?"

Qi Jing was startled, but he was touched by the word fate, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded and smiled: "That's fine."

As he spoke, he stood up and stepped out of the canopy: "It's a little stuffy in this boat, how about Brother Wei, come with me to the bow to get some air?"

Naturally, Wei Yingdian couldn't get what he wanted, so he got up happily and followed closely behind with his servant.

The three of them stood at the bow of the boat, with the wind blowing across their faces, the shadows of three or five sails in front of them, the silhouette of the river and the sky, their hearts were immediately relieved.Especially for the master and servant of the Wei family, most of the fear in their hearts disappeared immediately.

The boatman saw them coming out to blow the wind, and thought he couldn't wait any longer, so he raised his finger and pointed to a black shadow between the water and the sky in front of him and said, "Guest officers, the wharf of Qu'a Town is under that hill."

The three of them looked in the direction he pointed, and they saw a piece of smoke from houses.

After staying for a while, the wharf was in the distance, and it became more and more clear.

Wei Yingdian's mood became more and more comfortable, and he suddenly opened his mouth to chant: "Under the setting sun, the wine is leisurely, and the two or three voyages have not landed. It is late in the Xianghuashui Xiangcao hut, and the fish sellers at the broken bridge are scattered."

Qi Jingzhi stood at the side, and he could hear a bit of leisure: "This man is open-minded, and he was terrified of the water monster that the boy was talking about just now, and he didn't want to forget it completely in a blink of an eye."

Qi Jingzhi had just closed his eyes and sat quietly, and his perception of the aura of heaven and earth was extremely keen. When the foreign object in the water climbed up to the stern, he felt it. It was obviously not the first time the Yuniang faced this situation, so she let it go.

I heard Wei Yingdian continue: "Brother Qi, although I haven't returned to my hometown for many years, I still remember that the rice wine produced in Qu'a Town, Yunxiang County is very good. It is famous for its mellow and refreshing taste. When I go ashore later, Brother Yu will definitely buy it. Serve a few fresh fish, take them to the inn and let the store prepare a table of delicious dishes, and then have a drink with my brother!"

Before Qi Jingzhi could respond, the boatman on the side shook his head first: "At this time, the guest officers can't buy fish on the pier, so they can only try their luck in inns and wine shops. These places usually have a lot of fish."

Wei Yingdian was taken aback when he heard the words: "Why? It's far from sunset now."

He pointed to several light boats on the left that were also heading towards the pier: "With so many merchants coming and going on the river landing, there must be a lot of people who want to buy fish to accompany wine. How can fishmongers not make money?"

The boatman shook his head again when he heard the words: "It's not that if you have money, you don't earn money. There is only one old man in Qu'e Town who sells fish, and he only sells fish for half a day, and he doesn't wait after noon."

"Boatman, the more you talk, the more you can't make sense! How can there be only one fishmonger in such a huge market town?"

Wei Yingdian obviously didn't believe it, and said suspiciously, "Qu'a town guards the Xunjiang River, how can there be no fishmongers who depend on the water for water? Besides, just one old man selling fish can't supply the whole market town. ?”

"Of course it can be supplied." The boatman replied in a muffled voice, and then stopped talking.

"Hey, from the meaning of your boatman, it seems that the old man has taken all the fish in this section of the Xunjiang River, and he only sells them for half a day, not after noon..."

Before Wei Yingdian could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt his sleeve being pulled from behind.

He stopped talking, looked back, and saw his servant pointing to the river uncomfortably, and said in a low voice: "Master, let's say a few words less, I'm afraid this place has some rules different from other places."

Wei Yingdian was startled when he heard the words, then came to his senses, glanced at the boatman not far away, and closed his mouth calmly.

Qi Jingzhi listened silently for a long while, amused but also surprised, and immediately asked: "Boater, do you still have any fresh fish on board? It's the same if you sell us two."

The boatman immediately shook his head: "It's not just the fishmongers, but those of us who sail the river can't catch or sell them here."

"Oh? What a big rule!"

Hearing this, besides being surprised, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help feeling a little angry.This is like someone occupying all the wild animals on Xiaosong Mountain and not allowing others to enter the mountain to hunt. How overbearing and arrogant is this?

He didn't ask the reason any more, just looking at the boatman's more and more reserved expression, he knew that it was a waste of time to ask, and he didn't want to cause trouble for others.When I see the old fish seller tomorrow, maybe I can see some clues.

While speaking, the light boat slowly docked.

Qi Jingzhi settled the boat price with the master and servant, and followed the boatman's guidance to find the largest inn in the town.

After such a short period of time, Wei Yingdian seemed to be a normal person again, and forgot all the previous guesses and unhappiness. The first thing he did when he entered the store was to ask the innkeeper if he had fresh fish and Qu'a rice wine, and when he got an affirmative answer, I just have to drag my new acquaintance brother Qi to have a good drink.

Qi Jingzhi couldn't laugh or cry, but he could more or less imagine how aggrieved and impatient this dear man would be in the Ministry of Rites, which pays most attention to etiquette and rules. No wonder he wanted to resign from office and return to his hometown.

Since the young man couldn't refuse, he had no choice but to be respectful rather than obedient.

The two immediately found a table in a quiet corner, sat down, and drank heavily with a plate of peanuts and a plate of cold mixed fish.

Pour the orange-yellow, bright and impurity-free liquor into a bowl, exuding a rich aroma. After entering the mouth, you will feel fresh, sweet and delicious, and your mouth will be full of body fluid.

After three or five bowls of rice wine, Qi Jingzhi was aroused by Wei Yingdian and his pride.

He and Wei Yingdian's experience is very different, so it's not like a thousand cups of wine is not enough to meet a bosom friend, but he also understands a bit of the chic and boldness of meeting a confidant and drinking for the king.

In the eyes of Qi Jingzhi, a mountain boy, compared with the two ordinary dishes and a bowl of old country wine in front of him, whether it is the rare delicacies on the Caojiang River or the extremely wealthy Dragon Mother in Chaozhou City Birthday banquets are too bland and boring.

So at the end, when the young man held up the wine jar, drank the remaining half of the rice wine in one gulp, and looked at Wei Yingdian again, the former doctor of the Ministry of Rites of Daqi had already got under the table.

Qi Jingzhi's cultivation level is advanced and he is only a little drunk at this time, he helped Wei Yingdian to the bed with the servant of the Wei family, and then went back to his room.

He didn't rest on his pillow, but sat cross-legged on the couch, and took out Qi Huchan and the last piece of Eastern Sea sinking iron.

Introducing gold energy to mend the sharp knife with the ear of a cow is a difficult and delicate job, which has been regarded by Qi Jingzhi as part of his own cultivation in Fanxia, ​​and he does it diligently every day.

Up to this day, not only has the bull's ear sharp knife been repaired for the most part, but even his own practice and the red gold beads have benefited a lot.

During this process, he gradually discovered that compared with fine iron, burnt steel, and Huabin, the gold energy contained in the sunken iron in the East China Sea is the purest, the most beneficial to Qi Huchan, and the most difficult to induce, so even if it is too late After so long, there are still some leftovers.It's just that the weight of this last piece of heavy iron is too small, obviously not enough for use, and another good iron material needs to be found.

Now Qi Jingzhi's vision is gradually opening up in the way of practice. In his opinion, Qi Huchan's absorption of gold energy is just like his own practice in Shanxia. There is no doubt that the purer the gold energy, the stronger the foundation of his younger brother. The more stable it is, so it is better to have a trade-off in the selection of iron materials, rather than lacking.

Qi Jingzhi had already made up his mind that before he found better iron materials, he would only use Shen Tie to feed Qi Huchan and Chi Jinzhu from now on. Fortunately, the Liaozhou he was going to belonged to the East China Sea, and there would be no shortage of them. Good Shen Tie.

It is worth mentioning that, after beheading the Zhijia boy of the same realm, Qi Jingzhi finally loved Jian Renshou, whose origin is not so innocent, and the details have not yet been ascertained, and he was ready to feed him without discrimination.

Who knew Jian Renshou didn't appreciate it, and didn't eat a bite, and didn't know whether it was because of the unborn spirit in the knife that he didn't know what was good or bad, or whether the golden energy of Shentie in the East China Sea didn't suit its taste.

After some practice, Qi Jingzhi visualized the angry crane in his heart, and gradually entered the deepest samadhi.

The night was getting darker, and after an unknown amount of time, Qi Huchan who was placed on the young man's lap suddenly jumped up and pulled out a section of the saber by itself.

Immediately afterwards, a clear knife sound resounded through the entire inn!

(End of this chapter)