Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Xu Zizhen felt as if he had had a very long dream. In the dream, he had his dead parents, his quiet and well-behaved younger brother, his dilapidated and low-slung home when he was a child, and the messy and dilapidated alley in front of his door.

As soon as the scenery changed, the world in front of me suddenly became strange, the blue sky, the clear water, the golden rice fields and the towering city walls, and then familiar faces appeared in this strange world one by one, Zhao Zhi, Mo Lier, Shui Liuli, Wen Xian... Kou Qiaoyi was quietly sitting beside the bed, mending clothes, Yun Shanglan and Su San were practicing their fists and kicks in the courtyard, Li Luoyan was watching with a smile, Zhuo Ya was sitting coldly by the window side, holding a book in his hand.

Xu Zizhen looked a little crazy, he really wanted to walk over with a smile, and then hold their hands and say something, but at this moment he found that he couldn't move, and he couldn't make a sound from his throat.

He began to panic, sweat began to seep from his brow, and he tried desperately to wave and call them by their names, but no one could see him, it was as if he was just a mass of air, nothingness.

"Father, he's moving, he's moving!" A clear and pure young boy's voice seemed to resound in the void. The voice was full of joy, as if it was very far away, but at the same time it seemed to be right next to his ears. Xu Zizhen was a little dazed. He must not recognize the voice, who is this?

A big rough and warm hand touched Xu Zizhen's forehead, and then a calm male voice said, "Go get a bowl of warm water."

"Oh." The boy responded and ran out.

Xu Zizhen only felt dizzy in his head. He vaguely remembered that he had been hit by an arrow, and then fell into the river with the arrow, and then he didn't know anything. He wanted to open his eyes to see who was talking in front of him, but he found that he had no strength in his whole body, and even raising his eyelids was powerless.

It didn't take long for the boy's voice to return, and then a thick and powerful arm helped him up, and a rough bowl was brought to his lips.

Xu Zizhen moved his lips subconsciously, and poured a mouthful of slightly bitter and salty water into his mouth, but at this moment he couldn't care less, he found that his throat seemed to be so dry that it was about to catch fire, and now suddenly there was water Appeared, he immediately drank greedily.

"Ahem...!" He might have been injured too badly, or he had been in a coma for too long, and now he drank too fast when he drank the water, and suddenly coughed violently, and the big hand quickly stretched out behind his back After patting him lightly, Xu Zizhen slowly came to his senses, his cough stopped, and his eyes slowly opened.

The first thing that catches the eye is the rough face of a middle-aged man, with thick beards around his cheeks and piercing eyes, and next to him is a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, whose face is very similar to that of a middle-aged man. It's just that a beard is missing, and there is a little childishness in the eyes.

There was joy in the eyes of both of them, the middle-aged man and the young man. The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Brother, are you awake?"

Although Xu Zizhen is awake now, he is still exhausted, with a faint pain in his chest and abdomen. He took a breath and smiled weakly: "Thank you, big brother, for saving my life."

The man said: "It was my boy who found you by the river and carried you home."

Xu Zizhen glanced at the young man in surprise. No matter what he said, he weighed more than a hundred pounds, but the young man was obviously not yet fully developed, and his body was a little thin, but he didn't expect to have such great strength.

Seeing Xu Zizhen looking at him, the boy said embarrassedly: "I was a little scared at first, but when I saw a golden dog's arrow stuck in your chest, uncle, I knew you must be a good person."

Xu Zizhen struggled to sit up to thank him, but the man gently held him down, and said with a hearty smile, "You just woke up, take a good rest, if you have anything to say, you can talk about it later."

The boy brought a large bowl from a dilapidated wooden table next to it, which contained half a bowl of millet porridge with clear soup and little water.

The man said, "You've been in a coma for five days, order some rice soup first, and wait until you're better before eating meat."

Xu Zizhen nodded with difficulty, grinning at the corner of his mouth, and barely drank the porridge with the man's hand, and fell asleep drowsily after drinking half of it.

I don’t know how long it took until he woke up again. The window beside the bed was propped up. The sun was shining outside the window, and the birds could be heard singing happily. Xu Zizhen tried to support himself and sat up, but was surprised to find that he I can really sit.

The door creaked, and the boy just walked in, looked up and saw Xu Zizhen, and exclaimed in surprise: "Uncle, are you awake? I'll call my father!" After speaking, he turned and rushed out.

It didn't take long for the man to come, and after entering the room, he quickly walked over and supported Xu Zizhen to sit on the head of the bed, and said with a smile: "Brother's physique is strong enough, and you have relieved such a serious injury."

Xu Zizhen also laughed: "If it weren't for you and your son to save me, I'm afraid I would have fed the bastard by now."

The man suddenly pointed to a pile of unknown things in the corner: "Brother, you really couldn't be saved, but I didn't expect you to have a saddle tied to your chest. If it wasn't for that thing, you would have been pierced by a sharp arrow." Already, brother, you are really taking precautions."

Xu Zizhen couldn't help laughing: "It's not as strong as you said. To put it bluntly, he is afraid of death." The saddle was for him to fix his broken ribs, and he accidentally blocked an arrow for him.

The two looked at each other and laughed, and Xu Zizhen asked again: "I don't know what to call the eldest brother? What is this place?"

The man said: "My surname is Zhang Dan and my name is Mu. This place is called Xiaozhangjiagou. There are dozens of families in total. It is about 80 miles away from Daming Mansion."

Xu Zizhen immediately changed his words: "Brother Zhang."

Zhang Mu smiled: "What's your surname, little brother?"

Xu Zizhen hesitated for a moment. This place is still so far away from the Daming Mansion, and it might be within the range of Jin Bing's activities. He didn't want to reveal his name easily, but then he thought about it. The grace of saving lives will no longer be concealed.

"My younger brother's surname is Xu, Xu Zizhen."

Zhang Mu's smiling face suddenly changed drastically, he stood up abruptly, and said in surprise, "You said your name is...Xu Zizhen?"

Xu Zizhen paused in his heart, but still nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhang Mu stared at him firmly, and said word by word: "But Xu Zizhen who accompanied His Highness King Kang into the gold camp?"

Xu Zizhen was already accumulating the remaining strength in his body, and his nerves were tense, ready to jump up and escape at any time, and nodded slowly: "Exactly."

Zhang Mu slapped his hands fiercely, and laughed loudly: "Okay! I didn't expect you to be a brother, a good man, a good man! A brother admires you!"

Xu Zizhen was a little dazed, he didn't understand what was going on, but when he turned around, he saw that even the boy was beaming with admiration.

Zhang Mu grabbed his shoulder and said excitedly: "Brother, you don't know yet, right? Now your story has spread all over the Daming Mansion, and every citizen in the Song Dynasty is full of praise for you, saying that you are courageous and knowledgeable." Courageous and resourceful..."

Xu Zizhen was dumbfounded: "I'll go!...Is that how I became famous?"

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