Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang

   Chapter 135 Canal Water Ghost

   Mr. Jiang once spent the night in the Qingping River in Kang'an City, listening to silk and bamboo accompanied by flowing water, and enjoying the spring breeze of ten miles; Because of all the good memories of the past, he is full of longing for Yeguan Canal.

   After writing the policy question humbly, Erye Jiang couldn't wait to leave the guest room and walked through the dim corridor to the bow of the boat to savor the night. When he leaned on the railing and looked around, Jiang Erye saw only a shadow of the moon trembling in the water in the boundless night, and his ears were full of rushing water and chirping insects, and a desolation and loneliness that had never been seen hit his face. Come on, Jiang Erye lost his interest and just wanted to go back to his room and pinch his daughter's little fat claws.

   When he turned his eyes, he suddenly saw weeds flickering not far away, and whispered to Jiang Baodao, "Bao'er, do you see something in the grass over there?"

  Jiang Bao was squinting his eyes to observe carefully, when the helmsman on duty came over, "Sir, your clothes are very conspicuous at night, you should go back to your room and rest as soon as possible."

   Jiang Erye, who was wearing a white crescent shirt, nodded with a smile, "Young Brother Lao reminded me that the room was really stuffy, so I stood up and went back."

   stretched out his hand and did not hit the smiling man, and the helmsman also had a smile on his face, kindly reminded, "As the saying goes, wealth is not exposed, it is best to put away your brocade clothes when you are walking outside, so as not to be remembered by thieves..."

Before he finished speaking, the helmsman saw Jiang Erye's face clearly by the light of the lantern, and after a moment of stunned he changed his words, "No, you will be remembered even more if you put on a coarse cloth! No, that's not what the villain means... Eh !"

   This helmsman whose foreword doesn't fit the description is even more suspicious. Jiang Bao stopped looking at the weeds and turned to stare at the red-faced helmsman.

"Master understands the good intentions of the younger brother, so I will go back and change into a dark robe." Jiang Erye kindly helped the helmsman out of the predicament, and pointed to the pile of grass, "The grass over there was shaking, and I don't know why. What's down there."

The helmsman turned to look at it, then turned back to stare at Jiang Erye, "That's the rushes that live in the water, maybe the frog jumped up and down, and hit the straw. Don't worry, sir, we wish our family's passenger ships have escorts. Come with me, keep safe. Will the villain take you back to your room? Watch your steps carefully."

   Jiang Erye followed the helmsman carrying the lantern and left, not far away, in the half-person-height bushes, two heads out of the water were facing each other.

   "That's the Wanshi boat of the Zhu family. Maybe that person just now is the big fish that went down to Hangzhou with a lot of money!"

"Never inseparable, his face is more beautiful than the top card in Hualou!" The black shadow in the rush grass stretched out his tongue, licked the grass clippings from the corners of his mouth, and a pair of greedy eyes stuck to the swaying Zhuo on the boat. The word banner, "I wish the escorts on the boat are not bad. We have to count up before we start. After finishing this vote, our brothers will wash their hands in gold, and go home to buy a farm and buy a property and hold a baby!"

   "You have to marry a daughter-in-law and roll around before you can hold a baby." The shadow next to him smirked in a low voice.

   "With the wealth of the family, let alone the daughter-in-law, the concubines who wash their feet can buy them all! Let's go!"

  The two heads silently dived under the rushes, and two black shadows swept across the bottom of the boat, resembling two big catfish.

   In the guest room, Erye Jiang circled the paper while listening to Uncle Qiu's explanation. After Uncle Qiu finished speaking, he also put down the pen and put the paper aside.

   Uncle Qiu looked big, "After entering the infield, if the second master thinks that the writing is not good, he must rewrite it, and must not be smeared in this way. The words must be correct..."

   Jiang Erye was surprised, "Since the exam papers have to be written down, why bother to write them correctly?"

   Dazhou Imperial Examination, in order to seek justice, adopted the method of obfuscating the names of relatives, and strictly managed the examination papers of scholars. In order to prevent the examiner from identifying the students due to their handwriting, a copy of all the answer sheets is arranged for a special person to copy, and then handed over to the examiner for review; the name paste is to seal the name, age, three generations of the father and grandfather and the place of origin. Let the examiner mark the papers without knowing the student's identity, and then unlock the anonymous name until the results are announced.

   Uncle Qiu paused before saying, "Whatever is written on the second master's scroll, they will copy it; or if the second master's handwriting cannot be recognized, they will skip directly and then copy down."

   Jiang Erye is not worried about this, "Uncle Qiu, don't worry, they will recognize the words of the master."

   There were five typos in your question, which was less than 300 words! Even if thousands of soldiers and horses can be banned by their own training, Uncle Qiu doesn't believe that he is a prostitute in Beijing! He changed his approach, and persuaded, "Wait for the second master to be selected, and next year, after he has been awarded the jinshi, he will have to take the imperial examination. At that time, your examination paper will be presented directly to the imperial court, and Wansui will handwrite the champion. To be right and miss a good opportunity, isn’t it because the small loses the big?”

   Jiang Erye looked at Uncle Qiu with a surprised look on his face. He didn't expect him to think so far, "Uncle Qiu has been thinking too much. It is good fortune to be able to perform martial arts. Master's words have no chance to enter the palace."

  Ginger Qiu…

   "Is Uncle Qiu tired?" Jiang Erye looked at Uncle Qiu eagerly.

  Jiang Qiu had to say, "The old slave is a little tired, the second master should rest early. The old slave has already told Zhu Cheng that you and the young master can practice marksmanship in the open space on the bow tomorrow morning."

   Jiang Er Ye disagreed, "The boat is bumpy, Ling'er doesn't know water, and it will be troublesome if her head falls into the river!"

Jiang Qiu said with a smile, "Second Master, rest assured, the old slave will make a safe arrangement and will never let the young master fall into the water. Immediately it will be bumpy, and the boat will be bumpy. If you can stabilize your body on the boat and practice your marksmanship well, you will not have to spend a lot of time on the horse and the plank. The power of blowing dust."

   Jiang Er Ye had to answer, turned around and went to look for his son next door.

  Sister was already asleep, Jiang Ling moved a chair and sat beside her, holding a book and reading. Hearing the door slamming, Jiang Ling raised his head and saw his father waving at him, so he stood up reluctantly, put the chair under the table and fixed it lightly, and walked out. Seeing his father staring at him without speaking, Jiang Ling explained seriously, "I didn't squeeze with my sister."

   Jiang Erye didn't say anything, just raised his finger and flicked his son's dark forehead, "Go back to the room to sleep, get up tomorrow morning to practice guns!"

When Jiang's father and son were asleep, four people were sitting on a dark fishing boat parked two miles in front of the canal. Two of them were big shirtless men, while twisting the water on their clothes, while talking about the boats on the Zhujia Wanshi boat. situation.

   After listening to the brothers, Boss Yu asked, "What is the origin of that person, and why did he bring so much silver taels out of the city? How did the news come out, and is it unreliable?"

The fourth fisherman who twisted his clothes said, "This man is called Jiang Feng. He is the son of Jiang Mian, the minister of punishment who was so angry with the Supreme Emperor. It looks like he is taking the child out to play. The news is from people from the West City of Kang'an City. spectrum."

   Third Yu added, "Even if we don't have money, we can't lose money. When this kid from the Jiang family got on the boat, he only carried six boxes. I'm afraid there are a lot of good things in it!"

   The second fisherman asked, "Have you confirmed this big fish, is it really Jiang Feng, who is known as the first son of Kang'an City?"

   The third fisherman replied, "It must be him, that kid with fine skin and tender flesh is prettier than girls!"

  The cautious fisherman frowned, "The news of Jiang Feng just went out of the city and spread out. This is because someone wants his life. Let's not be an executioner for others in a confused way."

   The second shift is at 12:00 noon, please wait a moment.

   (end of this chapter)