I didn't intend to be a Fairy

The mountains are high, the emperor is far away, and the grass is dense and there are many thieves.

After Song You rested overnight, he walked from the ferry to Lingbo County. The journey of nearly a hundred miles, except for the winding and difficult mountain roads and dense grass and dense forests, there were two groups of bandits who stopped them.

However, neither group of bandits made things difficult for him, and seeing that he was a true Taoist, they let him go.

As for money, Song You still has some money.

He brought about twenty taels of silver with him when he went out, and a group of merchants on Jinyang Road gave him a dozen taels of silver, and the bounty announced by the thieves was another twenty taels. However, the consumption in Yidu is quite high. After staying for half a year, Song You has hardly treated himself badly in life. Although there are scattered and scattered income from drawing symbols, he still spent nearly twenty taels.

The rest originally wanted to buy a horse and a mule, and then left some original funds to set off again after the beginning of spring. Later, if he had money, he would be more reckless, and if he had no money, he would save some. In fact, it didn't matter to him. Saved a lot of money.

If these bandits knew that he had nearly thirty taels of silver on him, they probably wouldn't let him go so easily.

It was already the morning of the second day when we arrived in Lingbo County.

Song You judged the north according to the direction of the sun, but in fact it was not very accurate. Firstly, the sunrise may not be the due east, and secondly, the division of east, west, south, north in the urban area may not be accurate. After half searching and half asking, he finally arrived at Beicheng.

It was almost noon at this time.

I found Ganzao Lane and asked Chen Han's family.

When they arrived at the house, the sun was already over their heads, Song You stood at the door, only wishing that Chen Han hadn't moved and was still at home today.

Sending letters is already extremely difficult, so don't worry about it anymore.

Then lightly knocked on the door knocker, and there was a sound of tuk tuk.

Soon there were voices and footsteps inside. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they stopped at the door, but maybe it was just getting up from lunch break, tidying up the clothes, and didn't open the door immediately.

I only heard the voice of a middle-aged man coming from inside:

"Who are you looking for?"

"Chen Han and Chen Gong."

"Who is sir?"

Song You saw him approaching the crack of the door and used it to look at himself.

"I am a freelancer in the mountains and fields. I have traveled mountains and rivers. I was entrusted by Chen Gong's father to bring a letter from my family."

"Letter from home? Where did it come from?"

"Outside Yidu City, a roadside tea stall."

With a bang, the wooden door was opened by Lima.

Inside the door was a black and thin middle-aged man with loose clothes and a beard. His face was vicissitudes, shocked and respectful.

"I am Chen Han!"

"Then you found the right one."

"Sir, do you really come from Yidu?"

"You can't fake it."

"That's 1,600 miles!"

"The waterway is easy to walk."

"Sir..."

"It doesn't have to be."

"Please come in quickly!!"

The middle-aged man's mouth was trembling.

Song You followed him into the door.

There is a yard inside, neither big nor small, and there are some chickens, but you can bring horses in.

"My horse is obedient, it doesn't need to be tied to a rope, and won't wander around. My cat is also sensible, and won't hurt the chickens and ducks under its feet." Song You said, pulling out the bamboo tube from the quilt bag, and handing it to the man——

"It is living up to the trust!"

Chen Han immediately stretched out his hands, took the bamboo tube trembling respectfully, unscrewed the mud seal immediately, took out the letter paper, read two or three lines in his hands, and his eyes were already red.

After reading it, I burst into tears.

Song You just stood quietly and watched.

I couldn't hear the words clearly in the crying, and I could only vaguely distinguish some words like "the child is not filial" and "thank you, sir".

And there was only one thought in his mind——

Letters from home are really worth ten thousand gold.

Not long after, someone heard crying and came out. It was a woman. Seeing this, she quickly helped Chen Han up, took out a handkerchief to wipe off his tears, asked and comforted him, and it took a long time to persuade him.

"Mr. laughed."

"Where?"

"As the saying goes, my parents don't travel far away. Pity me, a son of man, who is thousands of miles away. I haven't gone back for two or three years. This made my mother sick from exhaustion, and I had to ask someone to bring me a letter... ..."

"The world is not as easy as the book."

"Quick! Sanniang! Kill the chicken!"

"Know!"

The woman probably knew what was going on, so she didn't dare to delay at all, so she immediately went outside to catch chickens.

Everyone knows the difficulty of delivering letters these days. Some people send letters from thousands of miles away, but it’s not just a matter of paying the travel expenses. Delicious food and drink are just etiquette, and friendship is hard to repay.

So in the afternoon, the Chen family smoked again.

It looked like he was the first to arrive.

Song You prefers to think that the mountains are high and the water is far away, and the road is long and obstructed. The rest of the people are trapped in the long road, afraid of bandits, or delayed by their own business, and it is not intentional that they cannot be sent.

Maybe someone is still on the way.

"gentlemen!"

"Um?"

"Sir, don't leave today. Although the house is simple, there is a bed for Mr. to rest. It is better than hotels in the city or temples outside the city." The man said to him with red eyes.

"It's better to obey than to respect."

It is meaningless to refuse at this time, it just adds to the debt, and Song You really needs a place to stay.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door outside the yard.

"Boom boom boom."

No door knocker is used, slightly stronger than Song You.

Chen Han quickly raised his cuffs, wiped off the wetness on his face, talked to Song You, and walked out quickly.

If a gentleman does not set up melon fields and plums, Song You will go out with him.

Before reaching the door, he shouted:

"Dare to ask... who are you looking for?"

A female voice came from outside:

"Is this Chen Han's home?"

Chen Han glanced back at Song You, not daring to delay, he immediately opened the courtyard door when he reached the door.

"Exactly!"

Outside was a Jianghu man, dressed in men's clothing, with a kerchief wrapped around his face, with a normal height, a simple long knife in his left hand, and a rein around his wrist. The bamboo tube of the letter is full of exhaustion and dust.

She glanced at the room, focused on Song You, and then immediately looked at Chen Han:

"You are Chen Han?"

"Exactly!"

"As entrusted by your old father, I will bring you a letter."

As she spoke, she handed the bamboo tube to Chen Han, and she paused for a moment with the straightforwardness of a Jiang Hu person, "But it seems that someone has already rushed ahead of me."

She looked at Song You, and Song You also looked at her.

Song You nodded to her, and she laughed softly.

Thousands of miles away, there are many mountains and rivers, and thieves and bandits are rampant. The road ahead is unpredictable. This road for sending letters is not accessible to ordinary people. Ability is second, the most important thing is faith and persistence.

Chen Han was very grateful, thanked him repeatedly, and immediately invited them in together.

The red and yellow horses stood side by side in the yard, and the three sat down in the main room.

Chen Han read the letter again.

The handwriting of this letter was different again, obviously written by a different person, and even the wording was different, but the meaning was the same. It doesn't take much thinking to know that the old man must be embarrassed to bother an official to write all the letters in one go, so he invited different officials to write them separately. When I read it again, not only do I still miss the old man, but I can also imagine the scene where the old man asks officials one after another, and tells them how he misses his child in front of them. Those long-winded spoken words were sorted out patiently and turned into words on the letter. Each was written differently, and the same was written with extra care.

When Chen Han read it, he couldn't help crying again.

The three-flowered cat jumped onto the table and watched him cry closely.

The woman took off the muffler that wrapped her face. Inside was a somewhat round face. Even though her face was dusty and her lips were chapped, it was still difficult to hide her delicate features and youthful feelings. Walking around the rivers and lakes with this face, I am afraid that it will only have some deterrent effect when the person who has just been cut is holding a bloody knife.

However, as soon as she turned around, she bowed her hands to Song You:

"People in Jianghu, please register first. My surname is Wu, and my name is two characters. I am a disciple of the Xishan School in Yizhou. What do you call me, sir?"

The voice is much rougher than the appearance.

"My surname is Song and my name is You, and my courtesy name is Menglai. I'm from Yishan, Lingquan County, Yizhou."

"Nice name."

"The name of your step also has a lot of rhymes."

"It was indeed taken by a Taoist priest in Qingcheng Mountain. But I don't think it sounds good, I'm afraid the Taoist said it casually."

"It's a suitable name for a man."

"Girls in the rivers and lakes should take more male names."

"I see."

Song You only felt that he had gained a little more knowledge.

"Where did you go? You actually arrived before me."

"Walk for a while."

Only then did Song You vaguely recognize that when he came out of the tea stall and walked a few steps, when he turned around to look, the old tea seller was asking where a group of Jianghu people were going, and she was among the group of Jianghu people.

Fortunately, it didn't take long, and the memory never faded.

It is also wrong to say that it has not faded.

If it wasn't for the woman who took the letter and talked to him at this time, but just met him by chance on the side of the road, it must not be related to the memory.

So he added:

"meet again."

"This is the third time we've met."

"oh?"

"I seem to have seen you once before at the Yidu Temple Fair." The Jianghu woman put the knife on the table, her tone was not at all twitchy, "At that time, you were wearing a Taoist robe, and you were tender and conspicuous. When I circled back, I saw you looking for the juggler, hehe, we are still guessing, maybe the guy stole the money?"

"Fated."

"There is a destiny..."

The woman chanted it over and over again, but continued to stare at Song You with eager eyes:

"But the money was stolen?"

"Did you make a bet with your companions?"

"Haha, not really."

The hearty laughter from women is rarely heard by Song You in this era.

"I'm just curious."

"One step is a wonderful person."

"People in the rivers and lakes meet by chance, and we will say goodbye tomorrow. The sky and the earth are big, and no one can meet anyone. I advise you not to be coy, and speak quickly."

"rational."

Song You narrowed his eyes and nodded repeatedly.

This is also interesting.

Then he whispered:

"yes."

"I knew it!"

The woman seemed satisfied, and asked again:

"Are you coming back?"

"I'm coming back."

"That man is particular about it."

"yes."

"But it seems that he was arrested that night, so it can't be the officer you reported to."

"It's not."

"I think so. I heard that the group of people just wanted to run away that night, but the winter thunderstorm and the thunderbolt in the clear sky beat them half to death. It is probably because Grandpa Yue Wang appeared that he caught them."

"Maybe."

Song You's chatting is not very high.

The Chen couple quickly brought the food.

A whole old hen, fried with shiitake mushrooms, is full of a large pot, fragrant and smooth, plus a pot of fried two-faced yellow, it is also a good dish for entertaining guests in a hurry.

The woman is not restrained and eats meat.

Song You didn't speak, and fed the cat while eating.

A pile of bones gradually piled up on the table, which was really refreshing.

Chen Han was a little afraid of women who were clearly dressed as Jianghu people, but how could he lose his etiquette when they sent letters from thousands of miles away, so he also invited women to stay at home. While eating the meat, the woman agreed very readily, but she also knew their worries and said that she would leave tomorrow morning.