The Rise of the Cold Gate in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Chapter 129 Lotus Root and Breadsticks

In just a few days, the Bei Ya Ji dissipated day and night. Unlike last year's Bei Ya Ji, this year's Bei Ya Ji seemed to be closer. There was an urgent situation looming, and Xiao Qinzhi felt a little different from others. different.

Once the patriarch and the third uncle entered Diao's manor, they basically never showed their faces. Besides, Diao Lun became the prefect of Jinling County and did not return to Jingkou.

In the "Yilan" courtyard, members of the five families discussed major issues for two consecutive days. One of them was naturally for this year's Zhongzheng selection and to find a way out for the children of each family; the other was "green tea" as a source of income with great development potential. On the road, the five families need to discuss together and distribute benefits.

But Xiao Qinzhi felt that it must be a major event, and it must have something to do with the court. During the Bei Ya Ji period, there was news from Yuzhou that Xie Yi, the governor of Yuzhou who just took office last year, was also the former prefect of Jinling County. Seriously ill, life is at stake.

This matter involved a lot. After Xie Shang passed away last year, King Sima Yu of Kuaiji intervened to mediate. There was a game between various forces. Huan Wen's younger brother Huan Chong lost, and the gentry pushed Xie Yi together. I am afraid there will be another round this year.

Yuzhou was the birthplace of the Xie family. In just two years, both Xie Shang and Xie Yi died of illness. Its successor is particularly important. There are rumors that Xie Anshi will come out of the mountain to perform his brother's duties.

For Xiao Qinzhi, after a few short encounters, Xie Yi is a man of great stamina and knowledge, and what's more, he is the father of Xie Daoyun. On the first day, Xie Yi played three games against Xie Daoyun under the Peach Blossom Forest, and Xie Yi watched from the sidelines, which was unavoidably funny.

Two days after the Bei Ya Ji, Xiao's two large ships anchored at Hanting Ferry tonight. The tide of the Spring River reached the sea level, and the spring water of Lianhu Lake overflowed into the Dantu Waterway. , It is possible to sail a sea ship.

Xiao Qinzhi leaned on the side of the boat, sniffing the spring water, holding a cup of tea, looking up at the stars in the sky, reminiscing about the events of Bei Ya Ji, he laughed out loud, thinking of last year's game against Xie Daoyun under the Peach Blossom Forest .

"Brother Xianmin, I thought it would be rude to talk about his daughter in front of Governor Xie. I didn't want the real person to criticize her in front of her. Now that I think about it, it's really embarrassing!" Qin Zhi recollected and smiled awkwardly.

"In Wu Jun, you didn't ask?" Xu Miao asked curiously.

"Why do I ask this?" Xiao Qinzhi pouted.

"Yes, but you will have a chance to see her soon."

"what chance?"

"I don't even know how to say hello. Just now you said that Governor Xie was in a hurry. Isn't this an opportunity?"

Xiao Qinzhi rushed back to the food table in a few steps, sat next to Xu Miao, and said anxiously: "Brother Xianmin, explain in detail?"

"Cough cough~ I'm thirsty." Xu Miao gnawed on the big chicken leg and said speciously.

"Drink slowly, it will burn your mouth." Xiao Qinzhi hurriedly poured tea, laughing.

Xu Miao calculated with his fingertips: "The news from Yuzhou to Jingkou means that the news has reached Jiankang. We stayed in Jingkou for two more days, so it can be inferred that Kuaiji has already known the news. Recall Jiankang to recuperate. In June, after you have been appointed by the Zhongzheng, you will go to Jiankang to enter the genealogy and get the official documents. At that time, if it is okay to thank the governor, you need to go to Wuyi Lane to pay a visit to the Jin Mausoleum. If Governor Xie dies of illness, you will have to pay homage to the Xiao family in Lanling. No matter what, you have to go to Bird Clothes Lane. Xie Xuan is not yet crowned. As the eldest daughter of Governor Xie, she should be present. Isn’t this an opportunity? "

Xiao Qinzhi suddenly realized, and murmured: "There is still March!"

"I have a way. I can see you in the next few days." Xu Miao said mysteriously.

"What way?" Xiao Qinzhi asked urgently, his eyes lit up.

"Shangrongdu, five miles southeast of Jurong, diverges in advance and enters Yanling boundary, which is our current Dantu Waterway. It passes through Jingkou, another source flows southwest, 25 miles, enters Jurong boundary, and connects to the upper reaches of the Qinhuai River. , to Jiankang, you can go to Jiankang, and you can go to Jurong Ferry, and you can get there in half a day, if I can't guess, after two or three days, you can see people from Kuaiji." Xu Miao said.

"Haha~ Brother Xianmin is also like my son-in-law, come and drink!" Xiao Qinzhi thought of a waterway from Kuaiji to Jiankang, and he couldn't help laughing.

Therefore, Xiao Qinzhi found an excuse, saying that he was going to Jurong Maoshan for a tour, which took about two or three days, and then went directly to Yuantouzhu, Wuxi to participate in the Taihu Yaji. The patriarch agreed without thinking too much.

In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Qinzhi rented a small boat, took Xu Miao, and set off from Hanting Ferry to Jurong Ferry, before arriving in time, he waited at the wharf for a boat from Kuaiji.

We parted in midsummer last year, and we met in spring next year, and the relationship was even more timid in recent times. Xiao Qinzhi was in a complicated mood, nervous, urgent, and afraid. Walking on the river bank, he watched the boats coming in the distance, one after another, I never saw the boat from Kuaiji.

"The spring breeze does not pity me, but I feel pity for myself. Looking at the tall buildings and clouds, I am free."

"The setting sun enters the grass on the bank of the willow bank, and the lonely fragrance admires itself and sleeps on the moon."

Xu Miao recited the poem written by Yan Ruoyu, and couldn't help but think of the woman in Tsing Yi in the Huxin Pavilion, and then looked at Xiao Qinzhi who was looking forward to it on the river bank, and couldn't help but sigh, God's will tricks people.

Shangrongdu is very narrow, only more than ten zhang. Large ships traveling to and from Jiankang use the Dantu Waterway, and light boats all use this waterway, which can save a few days, but Xiao Qinzhi has already waited for two full days, playing the bamboo flute very Her voice was hoarse, and the crisp and melodious sound of the bamboo flute turned into a sobbing hoarse at midnight.

It is already March [-]nd, Xiao Qinzhi will leave for Wuxi tomorrow, the spring water flows quietly at night, the half-waned moon hangs over the distant mountains, the silver light shines on the hearts of sad people, a hoarse After "Myth", followed by "Long Qing" and "Short Sigh".
"You look like this, how is the county going?" Xu Miao worried, regretting this idea, he glanced at this small ferry, which was only a mile long, and there were dozens of small and large boats parked there, and a few sparks in the night were faltering. .

Seeing this, Xu Miao snatched the flute and said with a sigh: "This is destined, why force it, maybe she will be in the future, maybe she has already left, even if I don't see you today, you will come to Wuyi Lane in the future." Must see."

Xiao Qinzhi leaned against the porthole, looking at the silver-glowing river, his mood was very depressed, and gradually became empty, that piece of white paper from last winter came to his mind, and after drinking a sip of tea, his throat felt comfortable Quite a few, said softly: "Flute!"

"No!" Xu Miao refused, got up and left the cabin, stepped onto the pier, and suddenly saw an old farmer carrying a basket, hunched over, coming from the night, seeing Xu Miao, said: "Just now fishing, let's go!" When the boat came back, it docked at the ferry, and suddenly heard the sound of the flute, panicked, and humming in the night. It was expected that the flute player's throat was uncomfortable, and it happened that the new loquat fruit was picked in March, which can cure throat problems. Please take it."

By candlelight, Xu Miao saw the bright yellow loquat fruit in the basket, mixed with a piece of lotus root, and asked, "What is the use of this lotus root?"

The old farmer smiled and said: "Last year's winter cold lotus root, New Year's March batch, both can clear away heat and eliminate phlegm, and cure throat problems."

"That's it, thank you very much." Xu Miao groped for a while, but found no money, and said again: "Old man, wait a moment, wait for me to come back."

The old farmer said: "Xiao Lang, let's go!"

Xu Miao went back to the cabin, took more than a dozen coins, and hurried to meet the old farmer on the pier, but the old farmer was nowhere to be seen, but seeing a basket of loquat fruit and a piece of lotus root lying quietly in the night wind, he called again. The old farmer called a few times, but no one came, only the vast night in front of him.

Xu Miao bowed to the night, returned to the boat with a basket, and told Xiao Qinzhi about it, only to see Xiao Qinzhi standing up at the sound, picked up the piece of lotus root, and sniffed it carefully.

"Brother Qin, this is not a willow, what are you smelling?" Xu Miao asked in confusion.

"Smell the lotus root!"

"What do you smell?"

"Lan Fang!"

"What?" Xu Miao was really confused.

"Flowers of plants and trees in water and land are very lovely." Xiao Qinzhi said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)