"The bells of the mountain temple are ringing and the day is already dark, and the fishing boats are noisy as they scramble to cross the river." [Song of Returning to Lumen at Night]
At dusk, sparkling water ripples appear on the river, reflecting the setting sun in the west, as if a bright red silk satin is floating on the water.
The slightly cold river breeze blows in the face, bringing fresh moisture, as well as the rough and bold singing and loud wild songs of the boatmen. Each boat sings and answers, connecting the scattered fishermen with the current. It is the harvest
During the fishing season, the ferry was crowded with boats returning from fishing. Countless fish were jumping in the cabins, flashing blue and silvery white belly and back. The young fishermen exposed their hot chests and stepped barefoot on the river, holding their arms.
Put the boat on the beach.
The ferry has already gathered into a grass market, where fishermen who know each other are competing for the day's harvest. The servants of nearby wealthy families are waiting here to select the freshest river fish. Even the farmers in the countryside are busy in the grass market.
Wandering aimlessly, I bought a small fish and took it home.
This bustling ferry is called Yuliang Ferry because it is adjacent to Yuliangzhou on the river.
The middle-aged scribe was riding a big ship and saw this lively scene from the cabin. Although it was already dusk, a bonfire was gradually lit in the grass market, and it seemed that it had no tendency to dissipate.
When the boat arrived on the island, there were several pale-headed slaves holding horses and holding lanterns, waiting on the shore for a long time. The leader was a young man with an unattractive appearance.
The young man had an ordinary appearance and was a little short, but his eyes seemed to be shining with stars. When he saw the scribe calmly coming ashore, he took a step forward and saluted: "Junior Pang Tong, I have met Mr. Huang."
"Sima Decao has always had a good reputation. Being able to talk freely with him is better than reading a book." Huang Chengyan looked at the other person's eyes intently and nodded with a smile: "Shi Yuan went to Yingchuan, and there were a lot of changes. The strange Taoist Pang Gong often called you
A blunt sword is like a rough jade, but once you think about it, its edge will be exposed."
"Huang Gong is overrated." Pang Tong replied with a smile, his eyes flashing, and he stretched out his hand to guide him along a path.
Huang Chengyan asked casually: "Where is Public Security Pang?"
"Uncle is hoeing vegetables in the garden, and he said he wanted to entertain Huang Gong." Pang Tong turned his head sideways, and the light in his eyes immediately disappeared. Without the sparkle in his eyes, he suddenly seemed like an ordinary ordinary person, nothing surprising.
, no wonder the world calls it dull.
"He is quite ambitious." Huang Chengyan clapped his hands and smiled, and followed Pang Tong along the road. Halfway there, he unexpectedly turned around and looked into the distance. He saw the flickering bonfires on the other side of the river and the passing fishing boats. Just now, the light in Pang Tong's eyes was reflected from here.
Yuliang Island is not small. There are houses in the woods and a vegetable field. An old farmer is stooped and picking vegetables in the field. He is followed by a young man with a basket in one hand and a torch in the other.
Wearing a long sword.
It was dark, and the old man couldn't see clearly even with the lamp on. He could only see that he was holding a vegetable with a thick root in one hand and was about to use a small hoe to get it out. Huang Chengyan arrived at the right time: "This vegetable is old and not delicious."
."
"What do you know about farming?" The old man was Pang Degong. He sneered, as if he was angry, and pulled out the vegetable without raising his head. Under the illumination of the candlelight, the vegetable stem was white and green, and it was really fresh and tender.
: "There is no such thing as old vegetables in early spring, and there is no saying that they are picked late!"
Pang Tong stood with his hands down, listening quietly to the words of the two old men who had known each other for a long time. He didn't even mean to step forward to help. The young man who was following Pang Degong and holding a fire glanced at Pang Tong and saw that the other man was indifferent.
I also pretended to be a piece of wood.
"Okay, I don't understand, you understand." Huang Chengyan laughed angrily at this stubborn old man. His family had mixed traditions. In addition to orthodox scriptures, there was also a book on witch doctors and hundreds of skills. Nowadays, he is despised for not knowing how to farm.
, apart from being funny, he really doesn’t want to argue with the other party.
Pang Degong snorted, threw the vegetable into the basket carried by the young man's arm, and without wiping his hands, he grabbed Huang Chengyan's green robe. He held Huang Chengyan's arm tightly, making a warm gesture like an old friend meeting again.
Huang Chengyan's expression tightened, and his body stiffened as he allowed him to lead him towards the house.
The young man was carrying a basket of vegetables and followed straight behind. Pang Tong saw this and hurriedly followed him. The two of them were already used to this. Pang Tong glanced at the sword on the young man's waist and murmured in a low voice.
Said: "You really never forget this sword."
"I can't forget, this is my old friend's sword."
Pang Tong showed a cunning look that did not suit his appearance and temperament, and pursed his lips.
"A few days ago, Lord Liu sent his lieutenant general Han Xi and his son Liu Hu to lead five thousand troops to Jiangxia as Huang Zu's vanguard. They will soon attack Chaisang." Under the Xuan window, the two of them sat separately.
Sitting across from each other, their respective tables were filled with rich food and wine. The servants had all been dismissed, and only Pang Tong and the young man with the sword were sitting in the room. Huang Chengyan ignored the vegetables that Pang Degong picked and picked them up with chopsticks.
A piece of fish.
Pang Degong knocked on the table with his chopsticks in dissatisfaction, as if to teach the younger generation: "A gentleman eats without speaking."
Huang Chengyan showed no shame and calmly showed his sleeve to the other party, which had several dark fingerprints on it.
Mr. Pang Degong fell silent. The two of them had known each other for many years. In private, they no longer adhered to formal etiquette. They spoke and laughed casually, which was quite Taoist. At this moment, he also took a piece of fish meat and put it in his mouth to chew carefully. He suddenly said in confusion: "Why?
Is it Liu Hu? Where is Liu Pan?"
Among the younger relatives Liu Biao brought from Shanyang, only two were useful. Except for Liu Pan, who was famous for his bravery, his other nephew Liu Hu was unknown and slightly inferior. In terms of importance in Liu Biao's eyes, it was Liu Pan who was still valued.
First.
"Liu Pan went to Jiangling to see the boat master." Huang Chengyan said: "I am also surprised that Liu Jingsheng has changed his mind and expressed his goodwill to the court. This time he went east to Yangzhou and did not send Liu Pan. It is unjustifiable."
"Is Sun Ce from Jiangdong an easy person?" Pang Degong glanced at Pang Tong who was eating quietly, and then said: "You may just be showing off, but you made a good move without realizing it. If Huang Zu and
If Sun Ce fights to the death, the people of Yingchuan may laugh."
"Why are they taking so much trouble?" Although Huang Chengyan knew some of the accidents, he still didn't know why.
"Above the temple, the minds of the meat-eaters are much deeper than mine. They have their own plans." Pang Degong sighed. These were all judgments made out of thin air by him relying on Pang Tong's guesses.
Even Sima Hui didn't know what the purpose was behind it.
These things were not what Huang Chengyan was good at, so he turned to ask: "Then Liu Pan goes to Jiangling?"
"It should be about Changsha. No matter how hidden the matter is, Jingzhou is only so big and we have been together for so many years, so we should have guessed it." Pang Degong said nonchalantly. He ordered the green vegetables that had not been touched and said: "The world
If a member of the Liu clan can stand in this position, how can he be worse? Isn’t it the same with Liu Junlang of Yizhou?"
Pang Tong listened quietly to the two men talking, occasionally raising a glass of wine to toast the young man opposite.