Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

Bo Cang followed Xie Xian's gaze and said, "These small boats can only be like this. If they are placed too far away, it will be difficult to get back." The smooth river surface narrows here, and the water near the shore surges and overturns due to the uplift of the rock walls at the bottom of the river, with turbulent waves. In contrast, the center of the river and the front and rear sections all appear a deep green.

Bocang had two stone anchors made and waited until the front to test them. In fact, the current in the middle of the river was only gentle on the surface, and the large ship was too deep to reach the shore. The small boats near the rocks also saw their large ship and thought it was passing by, so they hurriedly pulled the ropes to avoid it, fearing that they would be overturned by the wake of the large boat.

Unexpectedly, after two splashes, the big ship reached the center and stopped.

People on the boat:?

"Look, that big ship is parked in the middle of the river!" The tourists at the bottom of the cliff all looked over. They were used to seeing ships coming and going, but they had never seen one parked in the middle of the river.

"This is a great position. If I could play music there, it would be louder." A zither player said enviously.

The boatman beside him rolled his eyes when he heard this. Is this the point? We shouldn't be discussing how such a large ship could be parked in the middle of the turbulent river.

The small boat collected the rope, and several boats gathered together, looking over here. They could only see a cable hanging from the stern, but they didn't know what it was tied to.

On the boat, Shunzi and Bocang walked around the deck several times. "It really stopped, and it's quite stable." Bocang has spent half his life on boats. Now he can feel that the boat is moving with the waves, but there is a pulling force that allows the boat to move only in a small space.

Shunzi grinned happily, thinking that now his big ships would be able to carry goods from many places. Many shores are shallow ports now, and their ships cannot enter and are difficult to dock. They can only find a bend with a slow current to anchor.

Bo Cang circled the ship a few more times and said, "Good, good, good." He was very excited.

With divergent thinking, he thought more. With an anchor, their boat could do more things. Many places that could not be landed could be solved with a small boat. The applicability of the ship increased, and he could have more say in the tribe. When the floating was clear, he looked at Xie Xian's back excitedly, Dashan.

Xie Xian asked everyone in Hua Yin's class to try it themselves, and found a bamboo pole to fix the conch at half a person's height. Now the microphone was ready.

The musicians played a few songs they often played, and they enjoyed the reverberation of this position. It was You Ji's turn. He took out the flute he had made earlier and played it slowly. He had practiced the "Longing" of Nujun all morning and wanted to ask Xie Xian for some advice while the sound was still there.

Xie Xian smiled and nodded after listening to the sound of the flute. This kid has a very accurate sense of pitch. I think he will be able to play more smoothly after practicing. But now there is still a drum missing. The drums brought by the musicians are not big enough or loud enough. Although there is a mixing board, these basin-sized drums are really not good enough.

The people in Heyan Pavilion on the top of the cliff could hardly sit still after hearing the sound. Cui Jing, the head of the group, pushed the tea lid and looked slowly at the group of children of the Pingcheng clan in front of him.

I don't know any of them, and I seldom go out. The Cui family basically only deals in local grain. After Wang Sanlang brought people here to introduce them, he couldn't sit still as if there was a thorn on his buttocks.

He still had to temper his temper. He was already a grown man but still so impetuous. He didn't want to lose face in the eyes of outsiders. He held his breath and said quietly, "How are you, Sanlang?"

Wang Sanlang, who was named, felt a chill on his back, so he had to calm down and answer with a smile. "It's okay, I just haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you a lot." Don't think I don't know that you were the one who instigated my brother to beat me.

Wang Sanlang's scalp tightened. As soon as Yishe told him that Cui Dalang was in the villa, he had a bad guess. He originally thought that there was no one in the villa, so he just moved in with his brothers. He didn't expect that he couldn't find anyone when he visited on weekdays, but he could bump into him here. Who knows, Xie Yushu might be there too. Although it has been almost a year, he still feels guilty after all.

In the awkward moment, he discovered that only Mr. Cui came out to receive him. He thought that Xie An was also there and was afraid that he would lose face.

Everyone exchanged a few pleasantries, and before they had even sat down to relax, they heard a leisurely flute sound coming from the bottom of the cliff, and the tune was the same one they had played last night.

Several people looked at each other and looked at Wang Sanlang, hurrying to get down to business. Xie Yushu didn't see it, so at least let us take a few glances at the fairy-like young lady yesterday.

Wang Sanlang accurately received the looks from several people and could only smile bitterly and said, "Brother Cui, it has already started over there. Why don't we go and take a look?" Humph, you just pretend.

Cui Jing had admired Wang Sanlang's angry look for a long time before he slowly put down his tea and said, "Go ahead, let Qi Ya lead the way for you."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Sanlang rushed to the front and said, "I know the place." Qi Ya, who was robbed, twitched his mouth. Wang Sanlang was still the same. He was not in a hurry and walked steadily. Cui Jing also stood up and followed.

He just wanted to know whether such loud sounds were usually not heard in Heyan Pavilion, or whether the zither player who came this time was really special.

This was entirely because You Ji blew it twice, and Xie Xian wanted to test the amplification effect of the conch, so she asked You Ji to try it. Unexpectedly, the effect was perfect, and the whole Xiangxia was echoed with the sobbing thoughts of the bamboo flute.

As they got closer they could hear more clearly. Wang Sanlang said excitedly, "This is the tune. Let's see what kind of flute it is." The sound could be so mournful.

This side is still some distance from the ship. Looking down from above, I saw a young man playing a recorder, standing on the deck facing the ringing stone. Because he was facing away, it was not clear, but it was easy to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Cui Jing almost laughed out loud. Although the music was nice, there were no beautiful girls among the old musicians on this boat.

Pretending to walk casually, he walked over and stood next to Wang Sanlang. "Sanlang, has it been a long time since you came to Jingzhou? Even these old zither players are rushing to play the zither." Poor kid, apart from the fact that the song was a little interesting, he had no idea what was so interesting.

The faces of several young men from Pingcheng changed slightly. They had come here under the pretext of seeing a beautiful woman.

Although You Ji was wearing a cloth shirt and linen pants, she had a slender figure and delicate features, and was a little beauty.

Wang Sanlang stared intently below, searching for the figure he saw in the crowd, but Xie Xian always took a nap at noon without moving, and no matter how noisy it was outside, it could not affect him.

"Impossible, what I saw was indeed a girl." He murmured to himself, not because of the beauty but because of the music. The performance he heard that night was completely different from the feeling of the young man now, or even the bamboo flute was not the same.

Wang Sanlang insisted on his judgment. Gou Xin, who was standing next to him, saw Qingdai coming down from the upper floor, holding a green gauze hat in her hand. The gauze on it was slightly reflecting light under the sunlight.

"That maid's hand holds a hat, right?" He said casually. Although it was a bit unkind to talk about the girl's things, he didn't care in order to stand out in front of Wang Sanlang.

Everyone stared at it, "Oh, it really is. That is silver gauze. Could there really be a noble lady on the boat?" Everyone searched among the group of middle-aged and elderly people.

Cui Jing snorted lightly, and Qi Ya beside him glanced at him and whispered, "I heard that the zither player in Kangjian is also very popular recently." It might just be a player, no wonder these people are chasing after him eagerly.

Seeing that Wang Sanlang was not giving up, Cui Jing walked back in a good mood while listening to the ditty. Qi Ya followed him and said, "Wang Sanlang, since you are looking at me like that, would you like to come up?" After all, he was just a trick.

Cui Jing didn't say anything. He just felt that there was something familiar among the group of people just now. But he didn't think much about it. "No, it's just a nuisance."

Cui Jing returned to the chess room to chat with Xie An. In just a few words, he put a big hat on Wang Sanlang, saying that he was narrow-minded. He complained for a long time, but saw no reaction on Xie An's face.

“It’s nothing special, except that the flute is a little weird,” Cui Jing concluded.

His friend's eyes were clear, and he seemed to be distracted and not listening to what he said. After a long while, he seemed to feel that Cui Dalang was on the verge of exploding. Xie An only said softly: "The lingering sound is gentle and graceful. This flute is quite interesting."

Cui Jing felt like a water bag with a leak at the bottom, completely lost.

It seems like I was talking for a long time, but you didn't listen at all.

When everyone on the boat started to spontaneously practice the concerto that the lady had mentioned, the people on the cliff didn't take it seriously at first, but gradually got the hang of it after listening to it. Wang Sanlang grew up listening to music and knew this kind of band style performance, and he himself was a drummer, but at the moment everyone liked to listen to the clear sound of the small bridge and flowing water, and no one except the eldest brother approved of him playing the drums. But he felt itchy when listening to the ensemble below, his fingers gently beat and his mind was closely in tune with the ups and downs of the music.

It was not until the evening that Xie Xian heard Shunzi talking about the villa built by a noble family on the top of the cliff. She thought that people must have heard her loud noise, but people were reserved at that time. Now it seemed that they had been arguing for the whole afternoon, so it didn't matter if they quarreled a little tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened at night, because the boat had finally stopped for a while, and Tu Zhen went ashore to do some work. The boat was too far from the shore and should not be a problem. However, the people from Yanlou took advantage of this opportunity.

In the night, two black shadows were riding on a small boat, hiding the sound of water, and a hook climbed up to the side of the boat. Xie Xian was wearing white pajamas and applying a pure natural green algae mud mask. She was lying on the bed with her hair loose, reading a travelogue, but somehow she suddenly felt sleepy and knew nothing.