salted fish soaring

The star river is far away, and a bright moon rises, hanging on the corner of the eaves, hanging in front of Meng Heze and Ji Chen.

The silver light outlines the fine fluff on Meng Heze's cheeks.Only at this time, he looks like a boy in his teens.

Summer nights are quiet, basking in the moonlight, very suitable for making friends and talking.

Ji Chen could feel that the breath of the people around him was unstable and their thoughts were impetuous, so he took the initiative to speak:

"How long have you known Brother Song? Like brothers."

Meng Heze pondered and said:

"It's been two years. But I think it was this spring that I really got to know him. I used to be so stupid and misunderstood him a lot. He ignored the past and jumped off a cliff to save me..."

The young man held his sword and looked at the moon by the vermilion pillar, "After I met him, my life changed completely. Only then did I know the life before, which is not the life of a human being."

"I don't want to live the old days." Ji Chen said with a smile, "I always tell myself 'sufficiency, I already have enough', but how can I be reconciled? Optimism is for others to see. People can't live In a place with no future in sight, even with a lot of money.”

Even if it is, what are there many things?

Meng Heze was stunned, and said in a low voice: "Don't say this kind of thing to outsiders. Especially people with the surname Liu. Do you understand?"

Ji Chen blinked, his eyes were like the sparkling lake water under the moonlight: "Are you afraid that I will be laughed at?"

It really worked for Yuejiaoxin, Brother Meng also regarded him as his own!

He has one more brother in this world.Although he broke up with his family brothers and left, but who said that real brothers must have a blood relationship.

Meng Heze didn't notice it, and rolled his eyes: "I'm afraid you will be beaten to death."

Ji Chen put his shoulders on his shoulder: "You are the leader of the martial arts test. If others want to beat me to death, will you help me?"

"Who dares to hit you? Of course I..." Meng Heze suddenly stopped talking, shook off Ji Chen's hand, and turned to the other side of the corridor, leaving his back to him, "You have a lot of money, so many good magic weapons, where are you?" Use me?"

Ji Chen went around to him again: "Brother Meng, let's chat for a while."

Meng Heze scoffed lightly: "Don't talk, I, a grassroots and muddy leg of the outer sect, have nothing in common with a wealthy young master like you."

Ji Chen bumped into a wall, but he smiled.

He used to be known as "a stupid person, a lot of money, and a lot of words", so he would not easily let go of someone who can chat.

"What kind of girl does Brother Meng like? What do you think of Sister She? Although Sister She is usually crazy and unfeminine, likes to cause trouble and is unreasonable, and has hidden violent tendencies, but she is a good girl!

"In my heart, she is ten times, no, a hundred times cuter than Fairy Miaoyan. Would you like to spend some time with her?"

Meng Heze leaned his back against the pillar, and dodged as soon as he turned his feet, while Ji Chen chased after him.

Two people perform "Hongfu Errenzhuan" around the column.

"Squeak."

The closed palace door suddenly opened.

The two looked serious and turned their heads at the same time.

It was Liu Hongshan who pushed the door.He held Song Qianji's hand and bowed slightly, as if facing his savior, the reincarnated father:

"In the future, you and I will come and go often! Qianqu Hongfu is originally a family, and a family does not speak two different languages."

Meng Heze and Ji Chen looked at each other tacitly, and saw themselves in a daze in each other's eyes.

Why are you a family?Who is with your family.

Song Qianji smiled reservedly: "It's easy to say, easy to say."

Liu Hongshan asked Ai Ai: "Then the way to break this catastrophe..."

"I will start to calculate tonight." Song Qianji said.

"Brother, can you open the eyes of the sky and use this qi-watching technique for other people?"

Song Qianji shook his head: "No."

Exclusively customized for you, specially to fool you, isn't it very touching.

Liu Hongshan was very grateful: "To be honest, after Yuanying, I want to go further as a brother. Can you leave all the remaining opportunities to open the sky to me?"

Song Qianji thought to himself, you are thinking in the long run.

On the surface, he was embarrassed: "I've performed spells many times, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain to the chess ghost and his old man."

"Understood, how can a small river be enough? Isn't the friendship between me and Brother Song worth a grand canal? In the future, we will sail on a boat and trade with the two counties. Hongfu produces silk cloth. This time, you will bring a batch back to Qianqu."

Song Qianji: "Ordinary cloth, it's useless if I want it."

Liu Hongshan misunderstood: "My brother looks down on me too much, how can I give you ordinary products! Tell me, all wealthy and squires, open warehouses and offer collections!"

"You're welcome." Song Qianji said, "It's time for me to leave."

Liu Hongshan refused: "It's getting late, don't rush to leave! Come, let's start the banquet!"

……

The junction of the two counties was originally deserted.At this time, the cars and horses are rattling, and the canopy is gathered, which seems to reproduce the lively market in the past.

But these people are luxuriously dressed and have an arrogant temperament, which is very different from ordinary farmers and merchants.

Across the boundless wind and sand, the majestic city wall of Hongfu County stood still, imperceptibly implying the strength of the immortal official behind it.

Someone was impatient: "Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Someone applauded: "Liu Xianguan Zhun Yuanying, with a kind face and a cruel heart, how can I let him go easily."

Someone sneered: "Let us go to the ground to dig ditches, work together with those rural folks, and eat together, he really dared to think."

The Qijue Treasure Ship loomed behind the dust, and all the sounds suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they got off their horses one after another. They were still respectful on the surface, but their waists were straight, as if they were supported by something invisible.

Today they gather here, called "Receiving Immortal Officer", which is actually "Dismounting Mawei".

"Hong Fu replied!" The informer ran from the smoke and dust, "Hong Fu replied!"

Everyone was shocked, Mr. Li took it, and slowly opened it.

People have been worrying and worrying for days, can't sleep, they need good news so much, they hate him for being so steady:

"How? How did Song Qianji get a lesson?"

Grandpa Li saw half of it, his calm face suddenly changed, his lips trembled, and he turned his head and ran towards the carriage: "Go, go quickly. Get out of here, out of Qianqu!"

The younger generation of the family were puzzled and refused to mount the horse, still asking why.

"Who is Hongfu's biggest landlord?"

"Of course it's the Bai family!"

Grandpa Li broke the letter: "The pigs and sheep raised in Baijiazhuang were dragged out one by one this morning. The six big treasure houses in the house were half empty! , it's almost finished!"

Everyone was astonished, and felt a great terror of being frightened and broken.

Since Song Qianji was fine, they were the ones who were unlucky.

It's fine for Song Qianji to beat the landlord. He is a fairy official in Qianqu County. If he beats the landlord, can he go to Hongfu County next door?

Even Liu Xianguan, who is about to break through Yuanying, can't do anything to him. Is this still human, and is it reasonable?

The treasure ship crashed to the ground like a thunder, and everyone ran away in fright.

Song Qianji saw an acquaintance from a distance, and just wanted to get off the boat to say hello and ask about the construction progress of Qianqu.

But there was a rush of soldiers and horses, and those people climbed onto the horses, abandoned their carts and fled, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"What are they running? The shoes are all gone." Song Qianji was puzzled.

Later he heard that the elders of Qianqu County left, paid tribute to the casual repairmen who pulled the black boat on the Great Wilderness Marsh, and bought standing tickets overnight.

Some people would rather venture into the new world where they would have a narrow escape from death, than dig rivers to grow food like ordinary people and live a stable and ordinary life.

To them, toil with their hands is worse than death.

……

Above the wasteland, the sky was filled with boiling and dust was flying.

The sound of the trumpet broke through the sky, and on both sides of the ditch, more than a thousand people were bare-chested, bent over and buried in their work.The clinking of hammers and shovels echoed endlessly in the wilderness.

The scene seemed chaotic, but it was orderly under the command. No one's cart knocked over anyone's soil basket, and no one's rake hit anyone's shovel.

Qianqu was once surrounded by water and rivers, based on the remnants of the river bed and dry ditches from the past. The real workload of diverting water and opening the canals this time is not that big.

Under the scorching sun, the robust river workers' faces were covered with dust.Sweat flowed down the forehead and neck, washing away the dust on their bodies, like the canals in their dreams.

"Then Hongfu County, are you really willing to release water for us?"

"There is Song Xianguan, when he comes back, he will definitely succeed."

A burst of gongs and drums sounded, and Xu Wangshan used his spiritual energy and shouted: "Dinner is served, dinner is served."

Those carrying soil baskets put down their baskets, and those carrying poles put down their poles. The iron brazing and shovels were all let go, and people flocked to the grass shed.

The aroma of the food wafts into the mouth and nose with the wind, making people salivate.

There was a long queue in front of seven or eight thatched huts.

The elderly river worker patted the people around him: "It's really a good time for you. When the temple was renovated, did you know what to eat?"

"What can I eat? Bean paste?" the young man asked.

"It's a good idea, who will cook the bean paste for you. They are all black dry cakes and stones."

"Shushishi?" The young river workers at the front and back of the team all looked at him, waiting for his explanation.

The old man put on the expression of someone who has been here: "It's too hot, people have no appetite, black cakes are harder than stones, they cough and can't swallow. If you don't eat, you have no strength, and if you don't have the strength to do it, you will be beaten. There is a The chef thought of an idea, and boiled a pot of stones with hot and sour ingredients. People ate the cakes while smelling the hot and sour taste on the stones..."

Someone interrupted from behind: "There are still stones in the temple. When we cultivate the immortal government, we don't care if we are full of black cakes!"

The elders showed vicissitudes of life, and the young sighed.

The team continued to move forward, and a bowl of stewed vegetables broke their atmosphere of reminiscing about bitterness and thinking about sweetness.

Potatoes, radishes, and lotus flowers are boiled in a large pot with broth, and the meatballs are firm and chewy.The steamed buns are big and soft, with a fragrant fragrance.

I also heard a fairy leader shouting: "Those who drink sour plum water go to the C-shaped shed to fight. All the villagers of the third team, after eating, go to the A-shaped shed to get food and meat. It's time for you to go home and rest."

While devouring, everyone raised their heads and looked at the third team enviously.

"The last time I went back, the village chief gave me a celebration banquet, and my daughter-in-law was so happy that I didn't fall asleep all night."

"Working shirtless in the river, and returning to the village, they are all heroes."

Just at this moment, the earth trembled slightly.

Everyone turned their heads, and at the end of their sight, on the horizon, a white line gushed out.

The white line reflects the light of the red sun in the sky, dazzling the eyes.

People hold bowls, mouths open, and stand still.

Someone murmured, "What is that?"

The scene seemed magical.Everyone stared at the sky in a daze, in a daze, and even forgot the fragrant broth and stew in their hands.

Someone whispered: "It's a white dragon, with shiny scales."

The ground shaking gradually stopped, and the white dragon was controlled and pulled by an invisible force. The unstoppable momentum slowed down, and it swam towards them gently and lightly.

Out of nowhere, a shout sounded first:

"The water is here, our water is here—"

"Hong Fu opened the gate!"

Cheers erupted, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

On the wasteland, countless people who have never met each other cried loudly.

It is recorded in the legends of later generations that the first time Qianqu diverted water, the god king arrived with a silver dragon.