The boatmen sit one behind the other and use foot-operated oars. The husband also has an oar in his hand and can adjust the sailing direction at any time. Xi Xingyun and the current are gentle. Although he is sailing against the current, the boat is not moving slowly. It is estimated that it is not slow.
You can travel more than twenty miles in one hour,
At noon, the boat girl cooked hot soup and brought some cakes for Zhang Yuan and others to satisfy their hunger. Everyone ate some casually and continued sailing in the afternoon. They were tired of looking at the scenery on both sides of the strait, so Zhang Yuan took a volume of "
Judging from "The Encyclopedia of Physics", this is also the official required reading for the imperial examination, with a total of seventy volumes. Zhang Yuan has read the first forty-five volumes, and this time he brought the last twenty-five volumes with him to read them on the way back and forth.
After reading a few pages carefully, he felt that he was still not as comfortable as listening to a book, so he asked Wu Ling to read it to him. Wu Ling stumbled and read half a page. Zhang Yuan sighed and said: "Oh, forget it, I'll read it myself, Xiao Wu, you too
If you don’t make progress.” He stopped reading and started practicing calligraphy while Mu Zhenzhen knelt down and watched.
In the evening, two white-covered boats arrived at Qianqing Town one after another. Qianqing Town is located in the middle section of the Xixing Canal. It has convenient water and land transportation and is also a prosperous big town. When Zhang Yuan's boat docked, under the setting sun, he saw
Little sisters Jinglan and Jinghui were already standing on the shore looking at them with smiles.
Zhang Yuan jumped ashore, and Xiao Jinghui stepped forward and asked: "Brother Mr. Zhang, what did you wear on your nose before? Was it a telescope?"
Zhang Yuan showed the pair of crystal glasses to Xiao Jinghui. Xiao Jinghui also wanted to wear them. When he put them on, his eyes blurred and his head felt dizzy. He quickly took them off, shook his head and said, "This mirror is not good.
It’s better without a telescope.”
Shang Jinglan also came to try on the glasses, looked around, quickly took them off, and laughed and said she felt dizzy.
Shang Zhoude came over and asked: "Jiezi, should we go to a restaurant in town to eat, or should we buy some cooked food and just use it on the boat?"
Zhang Yuan said: "Let's have dinner on the boat."
Shang Zhoude then ordered his servant to go to the town to buy cooked food. The boat girl had already lit a fire and cooked in the small cabin. In less than half an hour, the food was ready. Shang Zhoude invited Zhang Yuan to have a meal with him in the cabin. Xiao Jinghui
He came over and said, "Brother Mr. Zhang, don't go back to the ship. Just talk to us here."
Then he begged Shang Zhoude: "Uncle, are you okay?"
It is always inconvenient at night. Shang Zhoude smiled and said: "Tomorrow, let Mr. Zhang come here tomorrow, and you two sisters will read to him. Mr. Zhang has a good ear, so you can test him."
The waterway from Kuaiji to Qianqing is one hundred and five miles, and from Qianqing to Xiling in Xiaoshan is sixty miles. This waterway has many night sailing ships. When the scene was dark, the two white-topped boats of the Shang family also set sail again, crossing Qian.
Qingyan, sailing to Xiling on the Xixing Canal, there were many Luoyi ships along the way.
The weather was fine during the day, and the stars came out as soon as it got dark. Under the starry night, the white-canopied boat was like a big white fish skimming the water, seeming to move faster than during the day.
Zhang Yuan opened the awning window and looked at the night view for a while. He felt that the wind was a bit cold, so he closed the awning window and looked back at the flames of the iron lights hanging on the bulkhead. Wu Ling sat on the side and yawned. Mu Zhenzhen
He was in good spirits, sitting there with his waist straight. Seeing Zhang Yuan looking over, he hurriedly asked: "What are your orders, Master?"
Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "The night cruise has to tell a story, otherwise it would be boring to tell me a story."
Wu Ling chased away his sleepiness and said, "Yes, Sister Zhenzhen tells a story."
Mu Zhenzhen said in shock: "Six little maids don't know how to tell stories."
Zhang Yuandao: "You can say whatever you want, I'll say the same thing you say, just to pass the time."
Mu Zhenzhen thought for a while and said shyly: "The maid told me that my mother told me before that there was an old man who grew eggplants for sale. Every time the eggplants were ripe, hundreds of them would be picked. This lasted for several years.
So, the old man was very angry and went to the criminal department to complain to Dian Shi. Dian Shi taught the old man that when the eggplants are about to ripen next year, he would cut more than a hundred bamboo needles and pierce them into the belly of the eggplants. If they were still stolen, he would come and tell him.
Sure enough, the eggplants were stolen again when they were ripe the next year. Dianshi sent a few officers to check the eggplant stalls in the city. Sure enough, they found that there were bamboo needles in the eggplants sold by one of them. He called the old man to confront him and found that the eggplant sellers were selling eggs.
The one with the eggplant is the old man’s neighbor, the young master. My servant has finished what he said, and he didn’t say it well.”
Zhang Yuan praised: "That's really well said. This is a smart Dianshi Xiaowu. You can also tell me." Looking sideways, he found that Wu Ling had fallen asleep on the mattress. He chuckled and got up.
Tie him up and cover him up.
Mu Zhenzhen blushed and said, "Young master, do you want to rest too?"
Zhang Yuan said: "It's still early and I can't sleep. Let me tell you a story. I don't know why, but I really want to tell stories and listen to stories on the boat that night." The eldest brother Zhang Dai later compiled an encyclopedia-like collection.
, it is called "Night Sailing", covering everything from astronomy and geography, birds, animals, insects, fish, characters, stories, laws and regulations, night sailing can be a source of discussion.
Mu Zhenzhen said happily: "Okay, I love listening to stories the most."
Zhang Yuan drank the tea and opened his mouth to tell a story. He saw the boat rocking slightly, and the iron paper on the wall shook. He heard the boatman shout: "Mr. Zhang, be careful of the candlelight, the water flow in this section
More turbulent.”
Zhang Yuan responded: "I understand." He went to blow out the lamp and said to Mu Zhenzhen, "You can tell stories even if you use a black lamp or make a blind fire."
In the darkness, Mu Zhenzhen let out a low "hmm".
Zhang Yuan opened the tent window a little more. There were stars outside, and the half-waning moon had also risen. A faint light entered the cabin, making people feel that the cabin was very clean. Mu Zhenzhen was kneeling on the mattress.
It's also refreshing and refreshing.
Zhang Yuandao: "I will tell you a story about a scholar. It is said that the instructor of a certain school is very strict. If any student in the county school commits a small offense, he will be punished. At that time, the instructor had great authority and could not control the scholar like today's instructors."
Mu Zhenzhen in the stars and moonlight said "hmm" again, indicating that she was listening.
Zhang Yuan continued: "On this day, another scholar violated the academic rules. The instructor hurriedly ordered the scholar to come to Minglun Hall. He waited angrily. The board was ready. When the scholar came, he would beat him.
He hurried over and saluted as soon as he arrived in class and said that the student had just received an unexpected windfall, worth about a thousand taels of silver. He was currently disposing of the money, so he was late. Please forgive me, sir."
"As soon as the instructor heard that there was such a thing, he forgot to make a plan and asked the scholar where he got the money. The scholar said that he dug it out in his backyard. The instructor asked again what to do with such an unexpected fortune?
The scholar said that since students are always poor, they should use the nine hundred taels of silver to buy fields, houses, make utensils, and buy concubines. Half of the remaining one hundred taels of silver should be used to study hard, and the other half should be given to the husband as a reward for his daily life.
The instructor was overjoyed by the gift of education and asked politely how he deserved such a generous gift. He ordered Zhaifu from the school to entertain the scholar, chatting and laughing, not at all like his usual stern appearance. After drinking half a hearty, the instructor
Thinking of something, he asked the scholar who hurried over to the school office if he had hidden the money so that no one could steal it. The scholar said that the student had just arranged how to spend the money. Zhuo Jing pushed the student and when he woke up, there was no money.
"One." Mu Zhenzhen covered her mouth and laughed, but asked: "Master, did the instructor get angry and beat up the scholar?"
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "The instructors are also gentle people. They treat you with good wine, good food, good words and kind words. It's hard to fall out at once. As for what will happen in the future, I don't know. Don't ask for details when listening to the story, otherwise there will be no aftertaste."
Already."
Mu Zhenzhen responded with a smile: "Yes, young master."
Zhang Yuan also yawned at this time and said: "I'm sleepy too, let's rest."
This cabin has exactly three berths, and Wu Ling just fell down to sleep on the outer berth. Zhang Yuan asked: "Zhenzhen, where do you sleep?" Mu Zhenzhen's voice trembled slightly: "My maid, please sleep on the side, and the young master will sleep first.
"Zhang Yuan went to the bow of the ship to relieve himself, then came back and lay down on the middle berth to sleep. After a while, he saw Mu Zhenzhen lowering himself from his feet to the inner berth, and quickly got into bed, for fear of being
As if grabbing.
Zhang Yuan secretly laughed and thought: "I'm not that anxious. Mu Zhenzhen's father is in the next cabin, so he can't be too bullying." He thought again: "If I were the third brother Zhang E, I would probably kill Mu Zhenzhen.
You really pulled yourself under the covers, the third brother is sometimes someone worthy of envy." I thought wildly for a while, but I couldn't resist the sleepiness. The boat rocked leisurely at night, and I fell asleep well. When I woke up, I had already arrived at Xiling, Xiaoshan.
The next day, Zhang Yuan went to Shang Zhoude's boat and asked sisters Jinglan and Jinghui to read the "Complete Book of Xingli"
I told him that the seven-year-old Jing Hui knew more Chinese characters than Wu Ling, and he was very good at reading. After reading a few pages, he asked Zhang Yuan to recite it, but Zhang Yuan recited it incorrectly. As soon as he was young, Jing Zheng started to laugh out loud.
I pointed out that in the evening, the boat passed the Qiantang River. On the north bank of the Qiantang River is Hangzhou, also known as Wulin. Sisters Jinglan and Jinghui saw such a vast river for the first time. They stood on the bow of the boat and watched the setting sun and the river flow.
, the two maids held the hands of the two little sisters tightly~
There is a weir on the Qiantang River that connects to the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal. When Shang's two white-topped boats sailed into the canal port to berth, the large boat with five bright tiles lightly touched a nearby red-headed camphor boat, and they boarded the boat at the dock.
It is very common for many people to have slight contact like coming in and out. The Shang boatman didn't care and just moored the boat. He saw a young man in strange clothes jumping out of the red-headed camphor boat and asked loudly: "Who's coming again?"
Hit my boat!" Zhang Yuan saw that this boy was about twelve or three years old. He was jumping and full of energy. His head was wrapped in a green silk handkerchief, and he was wearing a thick uniform of a student. It is impossible for this young man to have the title of a student.
Moreover, he does not wear a scarf but wraps his head with a blue silk handkerchief. What kind of attire is this? Can a thick shirt be worn casually?
Before Shang Zhoude could speak, another man on the red-headed camphor boat shouted with a clear voice: "Lin'er, don't cause trouble, come back to the cabin."
The young man stamped his feet and said, "We have been bullied so hard. My father is still in prison, and we are always hit by boats. I am really angry to death."
Zhang Yuan's heart moved: "Who is this young man?"@.