Police Officer Shen looked up into the distance, where the waves of the river were lapping against the shore, the river wind was blowing, and strange rocks were falling horizontally and vertically in different shapes. Here was the largest ferry in Jingkou - Xuanmen Ferry.
Refugees who crossed the river from the north often disembarked here and were evacuated. Some people were directly resettled in Jingkou, a county where overseas Chinese were resettled.
If you have relatives in the south, you can go further south to visit relatives and friends.
The smoke was vast and the river was dense. On the other side of the river, several small boats were rippling. The broken awnings made this simple boat look even more precarious.
Now it is climbing over layers of waves and approaching the ferry with difficulty.
On the horizontal stone on the riverside, there is a young man, dressed in white, holding a scripture in one hand. You can even feel the immortal energy around him from his back.
The Wei and Jin Dynasties can be said to be the most deviant era of scholar-bureaucrats in ancient China. Scholars at this time liked to wear white clothes. They simply disdained the colors of vermilion and purple that the ancients fought over to show their status.
When Officer Shen saw this person, he smiled slightly and leaned forward calmly.
Among the group of refugees who came ashore wearing rags, a young man dressed in white and spotless stood out.
"The harvest today is not big."
The young man faced the river and turned his back to Officer Shen, muttering to himself.
The scroll in his hand had not been turned over since it was opened. The young man had no intention of studying at all, and another boat docked on the shore.
The people on the boat were old and young. They looked tired, but also full of excitement. With a bamboo pole as a support, the ferry officer put down the sampan, and the women jumped onto the shore first.
Next, several strong men escorted the children and followed them. The oldest man among the people on the boat looked to be over seventy years old and his hair was all white.
With the help of several juniors, he tremblingly climbed onto the shore. When his thin feet stepped on the wet mud on the shore, the old man's dry eyes were filled with tears in an instant.
"After all these years, I never thought that I would still be alive to set foot on Han soil!" He knelt down with a plop and cried loudly.
The young man glanced at it and shook his head regretfully.
There's no one he can catch his eye on, he thought regretfully.
"I heard that General Yingyang has a nephew who lives a free and unrestrained life and has unparalleled martial arts skills among the best in the world. May I ask who he is?"
He Wuji put away the scriptures and was about to stand up when a middle-aged man with a dark face and a slightly fat face appeared next to him, with a joking smile on his face. He Wuji glanced briefly and knew the origin of this man. .
"Exactly, what advice does Shen Canjun have?"
Tsk tsk...
This young man is so rude. Can't he give him a chance to show off his wisdom?
Officer Shen sat down next to him and turned a blind eye to his disgusted gaze.
"I can't talk about advice. I just heard that Dr. He is General Liu's most trusted person. He is actively recruiting talents for Beifu recently. Is there any harvest?"
He Wuji was stunned for a moment, rather confused. It suddenly occurred to him that Police Shen shouldn't be in Jingkou at this moment.
"I can't even talk about the harvest. The land of Jingkou is full of talented people, especially those who are good at recruiting and fighting. There are too many to count. I'm just helping."
"It's Shen Canjun. I heard that Shen Canjun took over General Xie's errand and wanted to escort Mrs. Wang and the others to Kuaiji. Why did they stop at Jingkou?"
"Could it be that something went wrong?"
Although He Wuji was not from Beifu, he was very concerned about the stability of Beifu. He instinctively believed that what happened to Police Shen might also bring trouble to Beifu.
Officer Shen patted the cold and hard rocks and sighed.
"Don't worry, Dr. He. When General Xie comes, you will know everything."
The vastness of the river gave Shen Jing endless inspiration. He suddenly felt extremely itchy, and all the pores were protesting against him.
bath!
bath!
Old man, you should take a shower!
However, it is impossible to take a bath. As a devout believer in Tianshi Tao, he, Shen Jing, strictly implements the principle of taking a bath once every six months.
Don’t go into the water until the day is up!
Lift up your fingers and rub them here and there, especially around the neck and chest, which has always been Police Shen's favorite.
The clay is rich and a gentle rub can bring him a hundred times happiness.
"I heard that Dr. He has often sat by the river since he arrived at Jingkou, admiring the scenery and people. Many good men among the refugees in Nandu were all selected by you and sent to Beifu."
A trace of surprise flashed across He Wuji's face. This police officer, Shen, had only been in Jingkou for only two or three days. How could he understand his situation so clearly?
I heard that General Xie also intended to let this person work under his tent. Now it seems that he is indeed a ruthless character.
However, thinking about the ups and downs of the Shen family's fate over the years, He Wuji also felt a little sweat for him.
It is true that the Shen family is very resourceful, and it is also true that they often fall in love with the wrong people. This time, if Officer Shen really wants to work in Beifu, He Wuji is really worried that the fate of Beifu will also decline accordingly.
"It's just a small effort. Wuji is still young and his vision is not as good as Shen Canjun."
A simple compliment made Police Shen, who had always felt good about himself, feel more confident, and he blurted out: "I heard that Dr. He is good at identifying people, and to be honest with Dr. He, I am also very good at it."
嘤嘤嘤……
嘤嘤嘤……
A small sound rang in He Wuji's ears. The sound was very small and not very clear, but it seemed familiar.
He tilted his head slightly, and you could clearly see the way Police Shen was rubbing his neck excitedly.
He frowned, so disgusting!
He's actually looking at me!
Lao Shen felt better. After rubbing hard, the black skin on his chest turned slightly red. On the tip of his finger, a ball of mud about the size of half a fingernail took shape in the blink of an eye.
Whoosh!
Good things naturally have to be shared with everyone. In this regard, Police Shen has always been the most generous and unruly.
With a graceful flick between his two fingers, the mud ball that was hanging in the air and still very clear actually flew up!
What is he... trying to do!
He Wuji was still young after all. Faced with the ridiculous behavior of the shameless police officer Shen, he was completely defenseless and allowed him to take action.
Take a look!
Now this mud ball has landed on your plain white clothes, what are you going to do?
When the mud ball flew in front of him, He Wuji suddenly realized that he had bounced away neatly, but had no choice but to slow down a beat and was hit by Police Shen's bullet.
"Where are you going?"
"Don't you have eyes?"
He Wuji shook his clothes angrily. There was so much mud on this guy's body, he must be covered with lice and fleas.
He had to suspect that there must be crawling lice in this huge ball of mud!
He Wuji turned around and left. How could Police Shen let him go?
"Hey, Dr. He, don't leave!"
"I still have serious things to say!"
No matter whether He Wuji wants it or not, I, Old Shen, are just going to follow you. How can you still not let me follow you?
"What serious business can you have?"
He doesn’t look like a serious person, how can he still do serious things?
What a liar!
Without stopping, He Wuji strode toward the market.
"Dr. He, I really have something serious to do. I heard that the Beifu soldiers will be gathering from Jingkou soon. Can you take me with you?"
He Wuji paused in his steps: I bet he came up to get close to me just for this reason!
"You are General Xie's guest. You can come if you want. It's not too late for Beifu to welcome you."
Being so indifferent doesn't look like a welcome.
"Dr. He, don't be so cold. General Xie did write to me, but I'm not from Beifu yet. I think I should contact General Liu first."
"I have never met General Liu, and I don't know if he is willing to meet me. But if Dr. He recommends me, it will be different."
He Wuji didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He actually wanted me to recommend him. This person's face is really unfathomable!