When Murong Fu came to the deck, others were already there.
"Second brother Gongye, what's going on?" Murong Fu asked softly.
Gong Yeqian was in his forties, the second among the four generals, and Murong Fu respectfully called him his second brother in private. He was of medium height and had an elegant face. People who didn't know him thought he was a teacher in an academy at first glance.
In fact, this gentleman who looked elegant and easy-going was actually a truly top-notch master. Murong Fu estimated that if he didn't use the two magical skills of Dou Zhuan Xing Shi and Six Meridians Divine Sword, this second brother Gongye could defeat him in more than fifty moves. , of course, this refers to before this internal strength is strengthened.
The martial arts of this second brother Gongye are even more interesting. In terms of palm strength, Gongyeqian was previously ranked first in Jiangnan, but his usual weapon is a pair of judge pens - this kind of weapon is mainly used for acupuncture. To defeat the enemy, it is important to be precise and ingenious. The fact that two such contradictory characteristics can be mastered by the same person shows that his martial arts attainments are impressive.
Gong Yeqian bowed and clasped his fists: "Master, Chuzhou is ahead of us. In one day's work, we can enter the border of Henan. However, there is insufficient rain this year, so the water in the Bianhe River is not enough to carry the big ship, so we are here It has stopped now. Don’t worry, sir, the boatman has sent trackers to pull the tow, and we will be able to set sail again soon.”
Murong Fu nodded, not surprised by this answer. The reason why the cost of renting a boat was so expensive before was because the Bianhe River had insufficient transport capacity, and priority had to be given to official ships to transport grain. If private ships wanted to sail on the Bianhe River, You need to pay a sum of money according to the size of the ship, which is euphemistically called for the maintenance and repair of the river. It is considered a road maintenance fee with the characteristics of the Song Dynasty.
Gong Yeqian said he was looking for someone, but in fact there was no need to look for him at all, because the moment the big ship stopped, there were countless people who looked like trackers on both sides of the strait. They were dressed up, wearing a shabby little coat, with their breasts exposed, and many of them had a rag of unknown color tied around their heads, probably a towel.
A group of people surrounded the big boat like ants and bees, shouting something incessantly. The general idea was to beg the boatman to let them help pull fibers.
"Uncle, hire us. We brothers are very powerful. Each of us only needs eighty coppers a day, and we can only take care of one meal!"
The two of them are similar in age, they both look to be around 20 years old, and their looks are quite similar. They seem to be brothers. Moreover, they have obviously practiced martial arts and are extremely stable.
The corner of Murong Fu's mouth curled up with a hint of fun, which was a bit interesting. Then he shook the folding fan in his hand and whispered a few instructions to Gong Yeqian, who followed the instructions.
The huge ship crawled step by step on the shallow water of the Bianhe River like a turtle. The lake surface was dotted with waves, with willows on both sides of the embankments, a gentle breeze and warm sunshine, it was really comfortable.
Judging from Murong Fu's eyes, the martial arts of these two people have vaguely touched the threshold of second-rate masters. Logically speaking, such people would not be able to work as bodyguards in a bodyguard bureau or as servants and nurses in a wealthy family. He is absolutely highly respected and would not be mixed up with a group of trackers anyway.
Murong Fu noticed that two people among the group closest to the boat gang attracted special attention.
After the previous episode, Murong Fu had no intention of going back to the cabin. He stood on the deck and fucked Gong Ye while Duan Yu and others talked.
Hearing that Jia Yucun was ungrateful and did not rescue the benefactor's daughter right in front of him, Duan Yu was so angry that he slapped the railing with his palm.
This time, when Duan Yu heard the story about the gourd monk's arbitrary judgment of the gourd case, he gritted his teeth and became very angry.
Different from other trackers who were skinny and short, these two people looked extraordinarily tall and strong, standing out among the crowd. Compared with the noisy other people, these two people seemed particularly silent, just standing quietly. There, like two sculptures, they neither moved nor made a sound. No matter how hard the people behind them pushed them, they remained motionless.
"Uncle, we only need seventy dollars, so we don't need to worry about food. We can bring our own dry food!"
On a large ship over one foot high, the princes, princes, and grandsons, all dressed in brocade, stood facing the wind, as if they were immortals. On the shallow water, hundreds of people stood barefoot and ragged in the mud.
It has to be said that when this kid is not a nymphomaniac, he is still a very interesting person. His personality is elegant and easy-going, and he does not easily get angry with others. He can be called a modest gentleman. He is also knowledgeable in poetry, poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has many talents. Unable to understand, Murong Fu sighed to himself and admired him in his heart.
Of course, the most talked about story was "The Story of the Stone". In the past few days, Murong Fu was telling it and Duan Yu was listening, taking notes and sorting it out, saying that such a good story should be recorded so that more people can see it, and it shouldn't be Buried. Murong Fu also left him.
With the combined efforts of fifty men, the ship quickly set sail again.
The crowd's voice became louder and louder. Some of the southern men were only fourteen or fifteen years old, still childish, while others had gray hair on their temples and a stooped figure. Hundreds of people were like leeches, vying for the first place and sticking to each other closely. It seems that it can bring them some comfort.
Ba Tianshi remained silent and said little, and Gong Yeqian only responded symbolically. It turned out that he had been resting in the cabin because of injuries on his body. Only Duan Yu, like a bird that had just escaped from the cage, pulled Murong Fu to say something. non-stop.
In the end, the boatman selected fifty stronger trackers, including the two brothers just now, at a cost of 100 yuan per person per day.
He already possesses an extremely powerful internal force, but he just doesn't know how to use it on weekdays. Although he doesn't know any palm skills, now when he was excited, he struck out with one palm, but it was more powerful than an ordinary second-rate master's full blow. The solid wood railing as thick as a bowl was broken immediately under his palm, and sawdust flew everywhere.
The boss of the ship was standing aside, but when he saw Duan Yu's sudden power and directly broke the railing, he was frightened. His legs went weak and he knelt down on the ground, kowtowing as if pounding garlic, and kept saying something: " Spare your life, young hero, there are words like the younger one, the older one, the younger one."
Duan Yu saw that he had accidentally caused trouble and was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do. Murong Fu calmly took out a gold ingot from his sleeve and threw it over: "Get up, I will pay for your ship."
The boss of the ship looked at the ingot of gold rolling in front of his eyes, which weighed at least twenty taels, and froze on the ground. He raised his head carefully and saw Murong Fu gently waving his folding fan, with an indifferent look on his face. Then he realized that the other party had no ill intentions. He hurriedly kowtowed again. He bowed to express his gratitude again, and finally carefully picked up the piece of gold and weighed it, with a trace of joy that could not be concealed on his face. Then he sang a rude song with Xiao, asking Murong Fu to call him if necessary, and then He quickly ran back to the cabin.