It is early autumn, the hot summer is gone, the cool autumn wind is blowing from north to south, and an autumn rain arrives as promised, thin and continuous, like thousands of flying needles entering the water, making circles and ripples.
On the south pier of Yuzhou City, people were coming and going, and it was still lively.
The Great Yanqiu Festival is approaching, and the Autumn Festival of Jiangnan Road is held in Linjiang City, so Zhou Xianming has to take a boat to Linjiang City to participate in this Autumn Festival.
An Jing, Han Wenxin and Li Fuzhou came to the dock to see Zhou Xianming off.
Zhou Xianming looked at the few people and said confidently: "This autumn, Zhou will definitely return as the leader."
"Where did you, little old man, get your confidence? It couldn't be that courtesan, could it?"
Han Wenxin was wearing a police officer's uniform, holding a knife in one hand and picking his nose with the other, his face full of suspicion.
These days, Zhou Xianming only listens to music in Goulan and Goulan, and I haven't seen him seriously studying. How dare he go to Qiuwei like this?
Could it be that Zhou Xianming secretly lay on the belly of the mother-in-law and studied hard?
"That's really rude. Zhou is only in his thirties this year, so he is in his thirties."
Zhou Xianming snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and cursed secretly in his mind: You are a vulgar warrior with simple limbs and a simple mind. He can only use his hands and feet. As the saying goes, a gentleman talks but does not use his hands. Zhou will not argue with you for the time being.
"Boss is not young anymore. You need my younger siblings to support you even to pay for your expenses. How dare you say that you will be established at thirty?"
Han Wenxin laughed when he heard about it, "Some people stand up at thirty, but there are also people who fall down at thirty. The former is talking about me, but isn't the latter talking about you, Lao Zhou?"
Falling at thirty!?
Hearing Han Wenxin's words, Zhou Xianming almost fainted.
unlucky!
So unlucky!
This Han Wufu shouldn't be allowed to come today, it's really unlucky!
"Okay, Brother Han."
An Jing looked at Zhou Xianming's expression of being angry but afraid to speak, and couldn't help but smile: "After all, Mr. Zhou is about to take the scientific examination, so we have to say some auspicious words."
He knew in his heart that Zhou Xianming had some talent, and he might actually be able to pass the Qiuwei High School. However, there were the General Examination and the Palace Examination beyond the Qiuwei High School, which were the key to an official career.
Zhou Xianming nodded his head when he heard this. Dr. Xiaoan was still nice to talk to, unlike that vulgar martial artist who was irritating.
An Jing took out a piece of white paper and said seriously: "By the way, Mr. Zhou, the money you borrowed yesterday is also the two before. The total is twenty-one taels. If you win, remember to pay it back in full. If
If you didn't have a high school, and you said it yourself, it would be a lot of work to repay it. My wife and I did the math last night, and it will take a total of one year and two months to repay it all."
Zhou Xianming: "......"
"The passenger ship to Linjiang City is about to leave. There are also people going to Linjiang City who need to board the ship quickly. The ship is delayed and will not be able to leave until tomorrow."
At this moment, a clear sound of drinking came from the ferry.
I saw a jumble of people on both sides, all carrying luggage and hurriedly walking towards the passenger ship.
"Dr. Xiao'an, Zhou is leaving. It won't be too late to discuss this matter when Zhou comes back."
Zhou Xianming coughed quickly, then looked at Li Fuzhou beside him and said, "Mr. Li, Zhou has taken his leave."
Li Fuzhou said rather sadly: "After this farewell, I don't know when we will be able to listen to music together again."
"Why."
Zhou Xianming also sighed after hearing this, "Third Master, wait for me to come back. You can enjoy the largest painting boat in Yuzhou City. The madam there is very good and will definitely satisfy you."
"Okay, as long as it's moist." Li Fuzhou's eyes lit up.
The two people's eyes were full of reluctance, showing their deep love and righteousness.
It is indeed a good feeling to listen to music together.
An Jing, who was standing by, said angrily: "There are six days in autumn, four days of going back and forth, and in between we can play and release the results. It's only twenty days. It doesn't have to be like this."
Zhou Xianming picked up his luggage and boarded the passenger ship. When he saw the three people seeing him off at the pier, he couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.
"Everyone, it's getting cold, go back."
During this autumn exam, so many people who 'cared' about me came to see me off. I was determined to go to high school and impress Miss Li Yue.
As Li Fuzhou's passenger ship floated, he couldn't help but say: "The rain and clear clouds have dispersed, the north wind is cold, and the road to Wushan on the Chongqing River is difficult. I have to get drunk to see you off today, and the road to remembering you tomorrow will be long."
"What a poem, Mr. Li is a great talent!" Zhou Xianming's eyes lit up, but his heart felt warm.
"good!"
Han Wenxin couldn't help stroking his hands and said.
"Do you understand this poem?"
An Jing raised his eyebrows.
Han Wenxin is a cultural level that can understand Chinese characters. He has just passed the passing line for illiteracy, and he is actually able to comment on poetry?
When Han Wenxin saw An Jing's eyes, he smiled and said: "As long as there are poems that I don't understand, I think they are all good."
When he was a child, he read ancient poems and discovered a truth: as long as he thought it was winding and convoluted, others would praise it, which made Han Wenxin stick in his bones.
"A child cannot be taught." Li Fuzhou glanced at Han Wenxin and sighed helplessly. His comments on his poems were undoubtedly like cows chewing peonies.
An Jing also said with some sadness: "Listen to me composing a poem to see Mr. Zhou off."
When several people heard this, they all pricked up their ears and listened. Zhou Xianming burst into tears of gratitude and had tears in his eyes.
An Jing took a deep breath and pondered for a long time before saying: "The wind is rustling and the water in Chongqing is cold. A strong man will never return once he is gone..."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xianming staggered and almost lost his footing and fell off the boat.
"Quick! Set sail quickly!"
Li Fuzhou: "......"
Hanwenxin: "......"
The words were easy to understand and he understood them.
The three of them just watched the passenger ship go away. Zhou Xianming, who was standing on the ship, kept waving to the three of them.
"This little old man's hands are almost broken."
Han Wenxin looked at the increasingly smaller black spots in the distance and couldn't help but mutter.
"Everyone has left, it's time for me to go get a consultation." An Jingdan stretched his muscles.
When I went out today, in addition to seeing Zhou Xianming off, I also had to go to Mazi Lane in the west of the city for medical consultation.
"Uncle, do you really don't need me to help you?"
Li Fuzhou asked from the side.
When he arrived, he had agreed that Li Fuzhou was only here to see Zhou Xianming off.
"No, I was alone before."
An Jing waved his hand.
He always felt that this Li Fuzhou was a spy placed by Zhao Qingmei beside him. Although he did nothing, he felt a little uncomfortable and he had to be on guard against him at all times.
After all, this little old man said that he would eat him for the rest of his life.
"Okay, uncle, I will go back first."
Li Fuzhou clasped his fists and prepared to turn around and return to Jishi Hall.
"Brother An, is Tan Yun at home?" Han Wenxin's eyes lit up slightly and his hands twitched slightly.
"Yes." An Ding nodded.
"I understand, Brother An, go and do your work."
Hanwen Xinwen quickly caught up with Li Fuzhou, "Third Master, wait for me, I will escort you back."
"This boy."
When An Jing saw this, he couldn't help but chuckle, and then walked towards Mazi Lane in the west of the city.