Walking out of the cabin, the talented man who had been kicked into the water had been rescued by Old Man Xia. He was trembling as he looked at the rude Master Meng. After a moment, the talented man immediately grabbed a round jade piece from his body and handed it to Meng.
The young master held it in his hand and said in horror: "Meng... Mr. Meng is a man of great benevolence and righteousness. This is the most valuable thing in my body. Please accept it."
These people are typically arrogant and arrogant, thinking that they are superior people. Meng Xinghe did not feel any guilt for intimidating them. Meng Xinghe was not polite and accepted the jade from the talented man. He said in a bad voice: "Okay, you
Go in! It would be great if you did this earlier."
After hearing what he said, the talented man ran into the cabin with relief. He said with lingering fear: "Thank you, Mr. Meng...Thank you..."
All the things he had just collected from the talented people were stuffed into Xiao Yuhe's hands. The ferocious look on Master Meng's face had disappeared, and he turned to gentle words: "Xiao Yuhe must be good, don't give it back to big brother."
, you are not allowed to give it back to those talented people. This is the reward you deserve, and no one dares to take it away." As he spoke, Meng Xinghe stretched out his hand to Xiao Yuhe's red face, and said seriously: "If someone bullies you in the future,
, just come to the rouge shop in Miaoyufang to find big brother, big brother will definitely teach the evildoers a lesson for you, you know?"
Xiao Yuhe stared blankly at Meng Xinghe's unique face, and nodded hard, with a bright smile on his face like a lotus blooming in June. His watery eyes blinked, and then asked in a low voice: "Brother,
What's your name? Xiao Yuhe remembered it, and from now on he would stand on the bow and recite it a thousand times and ten thousand times to bless his big brother for a safe life, because he is a good person."
Looking at Xiao Yuhe's innocent expression, Meng Xinghe had never been more moved than at this moment. He stood on the bow of the boat, and no one saw the loss in his eyes. The wind and smoke on the Qinhuai River suddenly became thicker. After a long time, Meng Xinghe finally
He said calmly: "I actually don't know what my name is, or even who I am. If Xiao Yuhe likes it, just call me big brother from now on. I like this title. At least it makes me feel young.
."
After saying some thought-provoking words, Meng Xinghe returned to the playful and smiling Young Master Meng he used to be. Xiao Yuhe was still young and could not understand the meaning of his remark, but Xia Laoer, who was rocking the boat, felt the same way and said: "
I don’t know who I am, and I have forgotten who I used to be. Living is a burden to me, but God has arranged for me to survive. Let everything go according to God’s will, and one day the truth will come to light.”
Meng Xinghe's words are mysterious, and Old Man Xia's words are undoubtedly more mysterious than mysterious. Meng Xinghe glanced at the waning Old Man Xia curiously. This old man ferrying people may have used his decades of preaching to make people have to take it seriously.
think.
Holding the oar with Old Man Xia, I felt the power of cutting through the waves coming from the water. Looking at the painted boats sinking in the river behind me, and the smoke filling the river and flying in all directions, Meng Xinghe suddenly said with emotion: "The rolling Yangtze River is passing by in the east.
The waves wash away the heroes, right and wrong, success and failure are all gone, but the green mountains are still there, and the sunsets are red a few times. The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. We happily meet each other over a pot of turbid wine, and many things in ancient and modern times are all laughed at."
He came up with a poem that was a classic that was passed down from generation to generation, and when he recited it, he screamed extremely sadly. Even Xia Laoer, who was standing beside him, immediately stopped the oar in his hand after hearing it, and could not move for a long time.
Unexpectedly, Meng Xinghe, who was several rounds younger than him, would be so mature in his heart, as if he had experienced thousands of years. After tasting it carefully, Old Man Xia seemed to have the same feeling, and said sadly: "I have lived dozens of extra lives in vain.
I haven't had this emotion from the young master in years. Today, I suddenly felt cheerful after hearing what the young master said. Based on what he said earlier, even if the young master is the best bachelor in the world, no one dares to say a word."
It's hard to tell that this old man's words are somewhat domineering. Meng Xinghe, the best bachelor in the world, has never thought about it. He just wants to get a good reputation, firstly, he can explain to his mother at home, and secondly, he can support his family and survive.
In this society, the so-called talents and bachelor's titles are all unrealistic and empty talk and cannot be used as food.
Just like that, even though it was cold, Meng Xinghe, shirtless, rocked the oar and ferried the group of talented people behind him who had just escaped from the bad luck to the dock.
Jumping off the bow of the boat, I saw Zhao Haoran and others rushing over from a distance, followed by some boatmen. Those slightly luxurious ferries docked on the shore saw these talented people and beauties like dogs in the water, and they realized that just now
A big event happened on the Qinhuai River. While he regretted not going there, he also laughed at the poor boatmen who rescued the talented man.
Meng Xinghe saw all this and did not go to preach. After Zhao Haoran and others arrived at the shore and got off the boat, Meng Xinghe walked up and met them.
Seeing that her third brother was fine, Mengdie followed him. Lu Ning, who was wet and only had a green cloth on her body, finally breathed a sigh of relief and came to Meng Xinghe. She was about to speak. Meng Xinghe waved his hand to block it and said seriously.
Said: "Miss Lu, you must have experienced the bad luck just now. I think you and Brother Lu will have a detailed discussion with your father when you go back. Now I just want to say one thing, if you want to rectify the Qinhuai River to avoid worse things from happening, and
To ensure that those who have fallen into the water can be rescued as quickly as possible, please first make arrangements for those ferries that have not been rescued today, and it is best to ban them from sailing for life."
With just an understatement, Master Meng made a reference direction for the management of Jiangdu's river transportation. Lu Ning remembered it in her heart and gave him a faint look. This man is really tough. He wears so little in the winter, can't he feel the cold?
After enduring it silently for a long time, she really couldn't stand it any longer, so Lu Ningcai whispered: "Be careful with your body, don't catch the cold." After saying this, she felt a little ambiguous, and her face, which was originally frozen, turned red.
Not daring to look Meng Xinghe in the face, Lu Ning lowered her head and walked away gently.
Lu Ning didn't tell Young Master Meng that he still didn't feel it. As soon as she reminded him, Meng Xinghe immediately shuddered. He snatched a piece of linen cloth from the kind-hearted boatman nearby and wrapped it around his waist.
Laughing. Seeing that everyone was soaked, it was really a water sport today. Meng Xinghe wrapped his lower body and said to the people around him: "Everyone, please go back. Take a hot bath and drink a bowl of ginger soup when you get home."
Get rid of the cold, so as not to catch the wind-chill."
After saying goodbye to these people, Meng Xinghe walked to his rouge shop together, Zhao Haoran was going back to the province to study, and the Lu family brothers and sisters were returning to the Yushi Mansion. The three of them walked away together without stopping.
Seeing Meng Xinghe walking forward, Mengdie quickly followed her. Her soaked clothes clung to her body, and her graceful figure was like a thin white fish. The concave and convex figure attracted the attention of countless people around her.
"Mr. Meng, thank you for today. What about the bride price?"
Mengdie's words were still in her mouth. Meng Xinghe turned around and looked at Mengdie. After reading it, he said lightly: "Miss Mengdie, please go back, so as not to catch a cold. I will go to your Wanhua Building to discuss the bride price another day.
If you claim it, don’t worry about no one claiming it.”
Knowing that Mengdie is the shepherd of Wanhua House in Miaoyu Square, are you still afraid that the bride price will fly away? Meng Xinghe waved to her and turned around to leave.
Seeing Master Meng walking away, Mengdie groaned sadly and looked at Master Meng's green shirt that she had been holding tightly in her arms. Thinking of the time when everyone was panicking just now, she saw Master Meng's clothes on the board and ran over to replace them.
He put it away and then separated from Lu Ning and others. With a smile on his lips, Mengdie said in a low voice, "Why doesn't this man even want clothes? If I had known, I wouldn't have picked them up for him just now."
With a sweet smile on her lips, Mengdie still carried Master Meng's green shirt and returned to Wanlou.
I didn't feel cold in the river just now, but now I'm on the shore, and the cold wind blows, like knives being cut on my body. Master Meng was naked, with only a piece of linen cloth like animal skin wrapped underneath, and he went to the rouge shop in a hurry
He rushed there. After walking a few steps, Master Meng suddenly stopped and turned around. He saw the fairy sister who was dressed in white, with a silk scarf covering her face, and holding a snow-white sword in her hand. She had been following him.
He didn't know what Sister Xianzi wanted to do. He didn't have the money to rob him, so he could still consider the robbery. Without thinking too much, Meng Xinghe simply came to Sister Xianzi and said with a confused expression: "Sister Fairy, I have no money and no house.
No car, a typical three-no person. The only advantage is that he is extremely handsome. You must have fallen in love with me, right?"
Meng Xinghe tried hard to show his handsome side, hoping to impress the fairy sister in white clothes. But he was wrong. Ever since he met this fairy sister, no matter what Meng Xinghe said, he felt like a pebble thrown into the lake.
It couldn't make a big splash at all. Looking into Sister Xianzi's eyes, Meng Xinghe knew that his hard-working performance just now was in vain.
Sister Fairy glanced at Meng Xinghe. In her shining eyes, there was no trace of any influence from the world. It was like a spring hidden deep in the mountains for a long time, pure and without any dust. Then, Sister Fairy seemed not to feel what she said.
How surprising. The small white silk scarf was blown up by her, and she still stared at Meng Xinghe's face with eyes as transparent as air that had not changed for thousands of years, and said flatly: "I want to go home with you."
Looking at those talking eyes, Meng Xinghe almost fainted. It was like a bachelor who picked a beautiful wife outside and cried with joy: "Let's go home. Let's go back to our own home."