After the two of them said goodbye to the shopkeeper, they left the inn and came to the riverside. At this time, no one came, only the sound of the wind and the lapping of the river water, which seemed particularly peaceful and peaceful.
Yang Jinxi walked straight to the pergola next to her, moved her shoulders and neck slightly and sat down. The cool river breeze blew through her thin clothes, bringing with it a hint of coolness from the morning dew.
"I heard from the shopkeeper that the boats here are all used for fishing and do not carry people." Al Yuna sat down next to her and lightly hammered his shoulder with his backhand, his expression a little unhappy.
"It's okay," Yang Jinxi deliberately stayed far away, looking at the vast blue river with her chin on her head, and said calmly, "He will carry people." Who in the world would have trouble with money? She was not without confidence.
, what is worrying is not the banknotes, but the faces of the Dongjue people in Aryuna.
Al-Yunna looked at her quietly, as if she had become different from yesterday after she slept, as if she was a little indifferent. Al-Yunna gently pulled the corner of his mouth, and moved his gaze from her face.
Together she looked at the endless river, waiting for the ferry boat.
About half an hour later, a small boat drifted past the center of the river, and a melodious fisherman's song could be faintly heard from the boat. As soon as he heard it, he knew it was a woman.
Yang Jinxi stood up and looked up from the pergola. She saw the woman rocking the oar on the bow of the boat. She was wearing a blue dress and a blue skirt. She had two big braids draped on both sides of her shoulders. She must have been exposed to the wind and sun on the river for a long time.
His skin is dark, but he looks to be around eighteen or nineteen years old.
"Sister, are you willing to take us across the river?" Yang Jinxi walked to the shore and shouted, "I am willing to pay double the boat fare."
The woman heard someone shouting on the shore, paddled slowly over, and when she got closer, Yang Jinxi saw clearly that her big eyes were very lively, making people pay attention to her eyes at a glance, and no longer look at her eyes.
other.
"You don't look like you are from here," the woman looked at you carefully for a long time before asking, "Where are you coming from, and where are you going?"
"I went to Xiling to visit some friends," Yang Jinxi gestured inside and said with a smile, "Sister, if you don't mind, could you please give us a ride."
Only then did the woman see Aryuna coming out of the pergola, and she was slightly surprised and said, "Is he from Dongjue?"
"Yes." Yang Jinxi replied with a smile. She didn't look too surprised. It would be easier to do this, "Or if my sister makes a price, I will give you a lot of money when you return to Xiling."
The woman hesitated for a long time, then nodded and said: "There is still a hundred miles of waterway from here to Xiling. I have to go back and discuss it with my family. You can come up first."
Yang Jinxi finally breathed a sigh of relief and gratefully boarded her boat with Aryuna.
The boat rowed towards the other side, and Yang Jinxi chatted with her from time to time. He learned that she was named Su Xiaoliu because she was the sixth eldest child in the family. When she was fifteen, she lived with her husband Dali in a fishing village north of the canal.
People make a living by fishing on this river.
"Did you escape from home?" Su Xiaoliu suddenly asked.
Escape? They could at most be escaping home, not escaping from home. Seeing her simplicity and generosity, Yang Jinxi smiled and asked, "Why do you ask, sister?"
"Because you don't look like an ordinary private girl, and you don't have a maid around you," she shook her head and turned around with a smile as she joked, "It must be because of him that you decided to elope, right?"
Yang Jinxi purposely glanced at Al Yun out of the corner of her eye, and saw that he was looking calmly into the distance, as if he had not heard their conversation, and then nodded gently to her.
Seeing her nodding, Su Xiaoliu smiled brightly and started humming the fishing song just now.
"Swimming in the clouds, walking in the sky, the people in the painting are laughing... Fishing songs are used as bait, and the fish are chasing them..." The melodious tune echoed on the river and lingered for a long time.
go.
Before they got close to the fishing village, they saw five or six boats, large and small, parked on the shore in the distance. After the boats stopped, Yang Jinxi and the others followed Su Xiaoliu into the fishing village. Several fishermen on the shore were lowering their heads and weaving fishing nets. No one was there.
He looked up at the two foreigners.
They followed Su Xiaoliu to the outside of a thatched house and called softly: "Brother Dali, I'm back."
There was a faint sound of footsteps in the thatched house, and along with the man's voice, the door opened from the inside.
"Why are you back so early today?" The moment he opened the door vigorously, he saw two strangers at the door. He was a little surprised, "This is?"
This is Su Xiaoliu's husband. Unexpectedly, his skin is even darker than Su Xiaoliu's. Standing in the dark doorway, his white teeth are particularly eye-catching.
"I just met this sister on the river. She asked me to take them to Xiling. The journey is too far and it takes a day to go back and forth, so I came to tell you."
Su Xiaoliu took a few steps forward and whispered quietly into his ear. Yang Jinxi and Al Yunna looked at each other, not knowing what they were talking about, and turned around to meet Dali's smiling and appreciative eyes.
"Since we have escaped, let's get on the road now," he pulled off the strip of cloth around his waist and warned Su Xiaoliu, "I just fed them soup and porridge in the morning. You can feed them some fish soup at noon, otherwise they will be prone to burping."
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud cry came from the thatched house, which shocked Su Xiaoliu and urged: "Let's go quickly, it's only for one day, I can handle it."
It turned out that the two people already had a child, and the sound sounded like they were still in their infancy. Yang Jinxi followed the sound and looked inside, but she couldn't see anything in the darkness.
"Let's go." Dali said with a smile.
The three of them turned and walked towards the river. Su Xiaoqi, who had entered the house, ran out again, holding the baby in her arms and shouted loudly: "Be careful on the road, the boat will be stable only if you paddle firmly."
Strangely enough, the baby was crying non-stop just now, but now it is really quiet in Su Xiaoqi's hands.
"Xiao Qi is better than me. The fish she catches are the biggest in our village every time," Dali waved goodbye and said with a smile, showing his teeth honestly, "The baby can leave me, but she can't leave her mother."
Yang Jinxi suddenly remembered Chu Miao'er. If she had not met Chu Miao'er in Xiling, she would not have gone to Kyoto to find her. If she had not thought about finding her, she would not have known Al Yuna. Ultimately, it was fate that played a role in people.
.
"This is your blessing." After getting on the boat, Al Yunna, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up. Yang Jinxi couldn't help but look sideways.
At this time, the river was rippling slowly, and the vast sky was extremely clear. The two of them stood on the bow of the boat, facing wisps of warmth. The gentle river breeze blew their hair, entwining it in the air. "The heart is like a double mesh, and the center is like a double net."
"There are thousands of knots" is nothing more than this.
A carriage was driving slowly on the road, "Sneeze!" Suddenly, a crisp sneeze came from the sedan.
"But you're suffering from the wind and cold?" Fu Yunqi asked while riding outside the window, the concern in his tone obvious.
"No, sneeze - sneeze -" After sneezing several times, Chu Miao'er replied angrily, "It's okay, I don't know who is scolding me behind my back."
Bai Tao, who was sitting aside and serving, smiled, put away the handkerchief, and handed her a cup of green tea.
Chu Miao'er used her hand to moisten her throat and said softly: "Roll up the bead curtain, it's so stuffy inside, I feel like I can't breathe anymore."
"Yes," Baitao obediently rolled up the bamboo curtain and reminded softly, "Princess, you can rest for a while. We have been walking south for more than three days and will soon arrive in Bianjing."
Bianjing? Chu Miaoer looked out the window and began to long for it. Bianjing was the place where Huyin was born. She wanted to see what kind of Feng Shui could bring out a beauty like Huyin.
"Your Majesty." Tingfeng, who was far behind, suddenly called in a low voice.
Fu Yunqi turned around and saw the carrier pigeon flying away from his hand. He paused for a moment and waited for Tingfeng to catch up before asking: "But there is news from the palace?"
"Yes," Tingfeng said in a low voice, "The imperial guards have searched for traces of the little Khan. He is fine, but..." Tingfeng did not continue.
Fu Yunqi turned to look at him with a slightly disgusted expression: "When did you become such a mother-in-law?"
"I just heard that the woman beside him was seriously injured, but her life is no longer in danger," Tingfeng said hesitantly, "Isn't there Miss Yang beside the little Khan?"
He had fought with those people, and in terms of martial arts, he should not have failed to leave Al Yuna unscathed. They wanted to kill Al Yuna, and there was absolutely no way they would suddenly turn around and assassinate Yang Jinxi, who had nothing to do with the imperial court.
Yun Na was not injured, but Yang Jinxi was injured. Apart from Yang Jinxi voluntarily risking his life to save her, he could not think of any other explanation at the moment.
"I got it, I'll tell the princess," Fu Yunqi glanced at him sideways and said specifically, "You're not allowed to tell."
"Yes." Tingfeng lowered his head and replied, not daring to ask why, but his heart was very messy.
Chu Miaoer leaned against the window, listening to the chirping of cicadas and birds, and fell asleep in a daze. As soon as Fu Yunchi came over, he saw that her red lips were slightly open, and her breathing was a little heavy. It seemed that her nose was indeed not breathing smoothly, and she had just brewed.
I swallowed my good words again.
After a deep sleep, Chu Miaoer opened her eyes to see the night. As soon as she lifted the bamboo curtain, fine raindrops began to fall. The summer rain came at any time, and there was no pattern to follow.
"Yunqi, let's find a place to avoid the rain before leaving," Chu Miao'er saw that he was already wet and said, "There's no rush for this moment."
Fortunately, there was an inn not far ahead. As soon as their carriage arrived, the waiter at the inn greeted them enthusiastically: "Do you want to be honest or stay in an inn?"
Chu Miaoer was hugged by Fu Yunqi and walked straight to the store. Tingfeng took out a silver coin from his arms and threw it to him: "We will stay one night and take care of the horses."
"Come on!——" The waiter in the shop smiled happily as he took the silver and quickly led the horse to the stable.
After entering the room, Chu Miaoer stood by the window and stared at the vast night in front of her, losing her mind until Fu Yunqi's voice floated from behind.
"It's dark and rainy, so what's there to see?" He stepped forward and closed the window, leaving only a small gap that the rain could not reach. He stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, with a sense of reproach, "She was a little cold to begin with.
If you're still standing here blowing the wind, what will you do if you can't get up tomorrow?"