Immortal of Book and Sword Chapter 29: Jiangzuo swordsman came by boat
Chen Guhong walked to the edge of the river. The sun was shining above his head. The river in front of him was wide. The surrounding reeds were green and green. The wind blows the reeds. It looks like ghosts and gods are hiding in it. He has a wonderful temperament.
is also delicate and tender by the side of the body, is it not beautiful to move at the same time?
"The son, the son, and the maid are a little tired." Walking along the river, looking at the scenery. Yuanyuan carried the package full of dry food and sundries, crystal beads of sweat appeared on her white forehead, her small mouth was slightly open, and her breath was blue.
Seeing Chen Guhong's face is not red, not breathing, his expression is as usual, and there is dust under his feet, it seems that he still has more energy. Yuanyuan was very impressed in her heart, thinking in her heart, "The son is really not like a scholar who reads and writes poetry, but like a trafficker who walks in the mountains and rivers."
Chen Guhong turned his head to look at the little waiter, and then he suddenly had an unusually strong physique. I apologized and said: "Find a place to rest."
"Okay."
Yuanyuan nodded hard, very cheerful. After walking for a while, I came across a ferry. The ferry was very small, with cylindrical wooden planks and several idle fishing boats floating around. On the ferry, an old man was sitting on a small bench, wearing a hat and grey clothes, holding a fishing rod, and his feet. Putting a bamboo basket, I am focusing on fishing.
"Just rest here." Chen Guhong smiled and turned to Yuanyuan.
"Oh." Yuanyuan cheered, immediately put down the package and began to rest. Chen Guhong scanned the surroundings and came to the old man's side. He curiously came to the old man's side and asked: "How is the harvest of the old man?"
"Good!" The old man glanced at Chen Guhong, and saw that although Chen Guhong was dressed elegantly, he was accompanied by a beautiful maid beside him, wondering which son he was. Then he asked: "The son is here for a walk?"
"Yes, come to this riverside when you are bored and have a look at the river breeze." Chen Guhong nodded and laughed.
"Hahaha." The old man laughed, then nodded in approval and said: "The son really understands."
"Why does the old man say that?" Chen Guhong asked a little bit curiously. He felt that the old man was not like an ordinary fisherman, he seemed to be a hermit.
"When you look at the son, you know that the son is a scholar, and although the scholar has a golden house in the book, he has a face like a jade. He is seeking wealth and fame, but he has also lost a lot of wonderful things. Traveling thousands of miles, watching the world and enjoying the beauty of the world , Isn’t it fun?? The county test is approaching, and all the students are busy seeking fame, but the son is walking alone on the riverside. Isn’t he understanding?"
The old man smiled and said, his dazzling and temperament are more different from ordinary people.
"Lao Zhang is looking up at me." Chen Guhong smiled and gave his hands, and then said: "I am just confident in my heart that I can write and can pass the county test smoothly, so I just wander all day long. If I am not confident, I still have to Nibbling books all day long, how can there be such a lofty artistic conception."
The old man is surprised, how can there be such a confident person. But seeing Chen Guhong's eyebrows and eyes flying, his temperament was self-reliant. But he believed it, and said in amazement: "The son is really talented."
"Don't dare." Chen Guhong said.
This old man is not like a common man, and he talks very happily. After chatting for a few words, Chen Guhong became curious and asked: "Listening to the old man's words does not look like ordinary people. Although fishing, it does not seem to be fishing. I don't know what's the matter sitting here alone?" /
"The old man is waiting for someone." The old man said.
"Waiting for someone?!" Chen Guhong was surprised, and looked up at the river in front of him, and then at the surrounding environment. This old man has a good temperament, and the person who has to wait is definitely not an ordinary fisherman.
But ordinary travelers must disembark at Dadukou, and here is a small ferry, only for fishing boats, who is this waiting?
"Yes, like the son, he is not an ordinary person." The old man smiled and said.
"Oh?" Chen Guhong showed interest, and was used to seeing the vulgarity of the world. The piano fairy Shi Miaomiao, and the talented Liang Sheng is nothing more than a vulgar fan.
Chen Yuan, Wang Song and others are good, but they are not otherworldly.
He is very interested in people who are not mundane.
The little waiter by the side saw that the old man compares others with his son, but he was not convinced, wrinkled his nose, and said: "You know that my son is Chen Guhong, son of Huangshan poetry, who is famous in Huangshan poetry. ????"
"Have you ever heard of that Begonia?"
Immediately, Yuan Consummous face admired, and whispered: "The east wind is wafting from the sogo, the incense mist is empty and the moon passes through the corridor. I only fear that the flowers will fall asleep late at night, so burn a high candle and red makeup."
"What a great artistic conception, what a great poem."
Yuanyuan looked intoxicated.
"It was actually Master Chen?" The old man stood up in awe, and then said, "Disrespect, disrespect."
"Don't dare to be." Chen Guhong hurriedly returned a gift.
"The Taohua Temple song is really free and easy. I admire the old man. It turned out to be the son. No wonder the county test is approaching, and I also come to this riverside to go out and play."
The old man admired.
"This old man originally liked the free and easy way of Taohua'an songs, not the talent of Begonia. It's really weird. But since he loves the son's articles, forget it." Yuanyuan felt a little uneasy, but thinking about it, he forgave him. Up.
"It's just a moment of anger, and I use poetry to despise the powerful." Chen Guhong smiled and shook his head.
"You don't have to be humble, you don't dare to offend the Wu family if you wait for idlers." The old man laughed, admiring him more and more.
"The old man, do you still dare to say that he can be comparable to the son?" Yuanyuan was triumphant at this, hands on hips, like a proud little peacock.
"Yuanyuan." Chen Guhong scolded. The old man smiled, but didn't care, and said with a smile: "This person is proud, comparable to the son~IndoMTL.com~huh." Yuanyuan ignored his son's dissatisfaction and gave a cold snort, very upset.
"Who is this person?" Chen Guhong's maintenance of Yuanyuan in his heart was kind and funny, but he became more curious in his heart. At this moment, singing began.
"I have the Kunwu sword, I am seeking to follow the Master's Court. I cut jade at the time of the white rainbow, and the purple night star."
"The hibiscus moves on the face, the frost and the snow are in the box. Yitian holds the service to the country, and draws the name of the hero."
The song is proud and rough, accompanied by the river breeze, facing the waves, like a hero coming by the wind, the momentum is unstoppable. Immediately, a small boat came slowly.
A flat boat is not as small as a fishing boat. Behind the flat boat is a fisher girl in coarse cloth swaying, and the waves are surging. The fisher girl was snow-white, but her coarse blouse couldn't hide her beauty.
There is a man standing in front of the flat boat.
This man is thirty-two years old, eight feet long, and majestic. His eyes seem to be bright and sharp. Although he is coarse-clothed, he is not coarse. With a smile on his face and a dry cloud of pride, his body carried an ancient sword with a black sheath, like a swordsman walking in the wind.
A flat boat is nothing but a small boat, very inconspicuous. But because of this, he became alive, and there was a sharp and sharp air of dominating the world.
"Who is this person?" Chen Guhong couldn't help asking, feeling a little bit about it.
"This is the Jiang Zuo swordman, and the water is flat."
The old man turned his head and said solemnly.
Hongjiang River is large and long, running through the whole country of heaven. People standing in Jiangbei, the left hand side is called Jiangzuo, Jiangzuo is also called Jiangdong. Rumor has it that there are more swordsmen in Jiangzuo, rough and heroic people.
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