Liu Ziqiu didn't have high hopes, but he still asked loudly: "Shipman, can't you make it to Luoyang? Can you help me?"
The boss of the ship was busy packing his things and replied casually without looking back: "Go, go, don't you see this is an official ship?"
At this time, a boy of seven or eight years old hurried to the shore and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Uncle Zhang, my father is sick. He asked me to tell you that he can't go!"
The boss of the ship who had just coiled the cables cried out: "What! Your father can't go? Then how can I explain it to the guests? Oh, that will miss my important event!"
The little boy didn't care about him. He had already brought the letter and ran away quickly. The captain of the boat was so anxious that he stamped his feet and made the boat rock back and forth.
Liu Ziqiu asked curiously: "Boatman, isn't this an official ship? Where are the guests?"
"I want you to mind your own business!" The boat boss muttered angrily. He raised his head suddenly and saw Liu Ziqiu's clothes were still wet. He couldn't help but ask, "Can you control the boat?"
Liu Ziqiu thought of the boy's words, suddenly understood, and said with a smile: "You can hold a pole, swing an oar, pull a sail, and row an oar. It just depends on whether you go to Luoyang or not."
The ship boss said happily: "Great, this trip is going to Luoyang. Are you willing to be a helper?"
But Liu Ziqiu frowned and said awkwardly: "You are an official ship, I'm afraid..."
"Hey, that flag was made to deceive people! It's just for convenience on the road." The boss of the ship was anxious and told the truth, "However, the guests on the ship are all young ladies from the official family, so this is true."
Watching Liu Ziqiu skillfully lifting the anchor and raising the sail, the boat boss finally felt relieved. They had set off early, there were no other boats on the river at the moment, and the waterway was quite stable. Zhang San didn't need to worry about it, so he stepped onto the boat.
He got close to Liu Ziqiu and said, "My surname is Zhang, and I am the third eldest child. Just call me Zhang San. Brother, what do you call me?"
Liu Ziqiu did not give his real name: "I am tall, so they all call me Da Niu."
"Brother Daniel, you are very skilled. Where did you run before?"
After the opening of the canal, more and more people took the waterway, and the number of ships also increased, and people who could handle boats became in short supply. At this time, the imperial court built dragon boats and recruited a large number of sailors, which made this contradiction even more acute.
Although there are many boats at the pier, there are many boatmen who cannot find help.
You can make a lot of money by running long distances, but you can't do it without helpers, so poaching among peers is quite fierce. The helper Zhang San originally agreed on was probably because the other company offered more money, so he rejected the appointment. Now Zhang San
San then set his sights on Liu Ziqiu.
Liu Ziqiu chuckled and said, "I used to run on the sea."
"No wonder he's so skilled!" Zhang San praised him. Just as he was about to talk about his long-term cooperation, he heard bursts of silvery laughter coming from the cabin. A little girl of seven or eight years old came out of the cabin holding a ball.
He ran out, and a young man’s voice behind him shouted: “Little sister, be careful!”
Suddenly, the girl's foot slipped and the ball fell on the deck and rolled forward. The girl failed to catch it and hurried to chase it. The ball rolled so fast that it had already fallen into the river. However, the girl was tripped by the cable on the bow of the boat.
, unable to hold his feet, he screamed "Ah" and fell into the river!
Liu Ziqiu had already noticed that the situation was not good. He roared, jumped up, hooked up the cable with his right foot, and hugged the girl around the waist with both hands. At this time, Liu Ziqiu and the girl were already hanging outside the boat, and the cable "swish"
It slid out with a whoosh. Zhang San had already been so frightened that he stood at the bow of the boat and even forgot to pull the cable. Of course, with his strength, he probably couldn't pull the two people.
The good Liu Ziqiu was calm in the face of danger, secretly using his right foot to move the power, and the cable was thrown out in a huge arc. It was wrapped around the mast, and it straightened instantly, pulling the mast with a "creep" sound. With this force
, the fall of Liu Ziqiu and the little girl was slowed down. Liu Ziqiu had already released his left hand and put it on the side of the boat. With a beautiful maneuver, he had already turned over and stood on the bow of the boat again.
Looking at the little girl in his arms, her face turned pale with fright, she pointed at the surging river, and after a long while she said: "Ball, ball..."
Liu Ziqiu looked up and saw a red and green ball half sinking and half floating in the water, rippling with the waves, but disappeared after a while. He was immediately amused and said: "Little guy, I almost lost my life, but I'm still thinking about the ball."
.You wait here obediently, and you are not allowed to go anywhere. My brother will help you catch the ball."
The little girl nodded and still murmured: "Ball, ball..."
Liu Ziqiu made a leap and rushed down the river. The waves were splashing on the water, and Liu Ziqiu had already dived to the bottom. Zhang San also woke up at this moment and hurriedly controlled the sail to slow down the boat.
After a moment, there was only a "wow" sound, and Liu Ziqiu emerged from the water, holding the ball high in one hand, and shouted: "Go on!"
The ball landed impartially in front of the little girl. When the little girl saw the ball, she suddenly cried "Wow" loudly.
Zhang San quickly put down the cable, pulled Liu Ziqiu up, and said with lingering fear: "If it weren't for brothers, something big would definitely happen this time..."
At this time, a young man walked up to Liu Ziqiu, bowed deeply and said, "Thank you so much for saving my little sister."
When he saw this thrilling scene in the cabin just now, he was so frightened that he didn't know what to do. He didn't come back to his senses until now, but he didn't look at his little sister. He wanted to thank Liu Ziqiu first. This is the demeanor and cultivation of a child of aristocratic family.
Liu Ziqiu saw that the young man was handsome, well-dressed, and followed by two shrewd maids. He obviously came from a wealthy family. But the young man acted politely, which made Liu Ziqiu feel more favorable. He smiled and said in return: "
It’s such an easy task, so worth mentioning. Young master, you should go and see your sister first.”
After saying that, Liu Ziqiu turned around, took off his shirt, and shook up the water with all his strength. He only had these clothes, and he had a hard time drying them while crossing the Yangtze River last night. Who would have thought that he would be wet again now.
When the young man saw Liu Ziqiu twisting his clothes, the muscles were tense and very strong, but there were twenty or thirty scars of various sizes on his back. Thinking of his agility just now, he couldn't help but secretly marvel.
, turned around and waved to the rescued little girl, and said: "Guanyin, please come and thank your benefactor."
The girl who called Guanyin Maid suddenly stopped sobbing, walked over with the ball in her arms, and saluted Liu Ziqiu without saying a word. The boy saw that the ball was still dripping with water, soaking Guanyin Maid's clothes.
, hurry up and grab it. Guanyin just holds it tightly and refuses to let go.
Liu Ziqiu put the half-dried clothes back on, then turned around and said with a smile: "Little sister, give the ball to brother, and I will make you a better one when he has time."
But Guanyin Maid listened to Liu Ziqiu's words, stretched out her hands, and handed the ball to him.
Liu Ziqiu took the ball and said: "It's windy outside, be careful of catching a cold, and get in the cabin quickly."
This time, Guanyin's maid didn't listen to his advice. She tugged at the corner of his clothes and refused to move.
Liu Ziqiu knew that this was the natural reaction of the little girl who had escaped from death, was stimulated and lacked a sense of security, so she couldn't help but turn to look at Zhang San.
Zhang San knew that this family was a high-ranking official in the court. Since Liu Ziqiu saved the young lady of this family, he would be greatly thanked in the future. I was afraid that he would also be ingratiated with him in the future. He couldn't help but said: "Brother Da Niu, go ahead.
and me."
After saying that, Zhang San quickly packed up the cables, adjusted the sails, and continued sailing, as if Liu Ziqiu was the boss and he became a helper.
Entering the cabin, the young man thanked him again and said, "If it hadn't been for the strong man to save me, Bu Mei would have been in bad luck, and Wuji would not have the face to see his father."
"Wuji?" Liu Ziqiu couldn't help but think of Mr. Jin Yong's Zhang Wuji. Just as he was about to laugh, he suddenly remembered the word "Changsun" on the small flag on the bow of the boat. He was shocked and couldn't help asking, "Your name is Changsun."
Wuji?"
The young man nodded.
Liu Ziqiu couldn't help but be secretly excited. The eleven or twelve-year-old boy in front of him turned out to be Changsun Wuji, the leader of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion. He was a much more powerful man than Yuan Tiangang. Li Shimin could sit on the throne of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
, this Changsun Wuji can be said to have taken the greatest credit! I didn’t expect that he is only an eleven or twelve-year-old boy now. So could the little girl he was holding just now be the famous Changsun Queen? What if we took a group photo...
While Liu Ziqiu was thinking wildly, the maid named Guanyin had already changed into a pair of clean clothes and walked in from the back cabin. They were children of a wealthy family, so naturally they would not be as shabby as Liu Ziqiu, who only had the same clothes.
Guanyin Maid walked to Changsun Wuji and sat down quietly without saying a word. After all, she was from a famous family. At this time, there was no trace of panic on her face. She recovered so quickly that Liu Ziqiu was also secretly surprised.
I couldn't help but ask: "Your name is Changsun Wugou?"
The girl lowered her head and whispered softly: "My name is Guanyin, not Changsun Wugao."
In the TV series, Empress Changsun's name is Wugao, and Liu Ziqiu suddenly became unsure. Since ancient times, there have been many people with the same name. If she is not Changsun Wugao, then this Changsun Wuji will not be the other Changsun Wuji.
Avalokitesvara raised her head and asked, "Big brother, how do you write the word "簐"?"
Liu Ziqiu said without thinking: "It's just dirt."
"Then it's dirty things." The girl was a little disappointed, but suddenly she became happy again, clapped her hands and said, "Wugu means there are no dirty things, spotless! This is a good name, I want to call it Changsun Wugu too!"
Liu Ziqiu was surprised and inadvertently helped Queen Changsun choose a name.
But I heard Changsun Wuji scolding: "Guanyin, maid, please don't mess around."
Guanyin, however, was not afraid of her brother. She made a face and said, "No, I will tell my father when I get back that from now on I will be called Changsun Wugu!"
The boat gradually sailed into Hangou. There were many dangerous shoals here, so extra caution was required. Liu Ziqiu heard Zhang San's call, got up to say goodbye, and went to the bow of the boat to help. In fact, although he was the savior of Guanyin, his identity was only a boatman after all.
, in this era of distinction between superior and inferior, it is impossible for Changsun Wuji and his sister to leave him sitting in the cabin for a long time.
After walking for a few more days, we crossed the Huaihe River, turned into the Tongji Canal, and drove northwest along the Tongji Canal to reach Luoyang.
Liu Ziqiu was holding a long pole and was trying hard to turn the bow of the boat and adjust the direction when he heard a sigh from behind. When Liu Ziqiu turned around to look, it was Changsun Wuji standing there, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Why is Master Changsun sighing?
"
For some unknown reason, Changsun Wuji was always unsuspecting when facing Liu Ziqiu and blurted out: "Do you know how many people died for this Tongji Canal?"