Chapter 649: Ten Thousand Miles of Yangtze River Crossing
"An old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west. Fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the solitary sail disappeared in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River could be seen flowing in the sky."
Wuchang, in front of the Yellow Crane Tower,
In early spring in March, it was misty and rainy.
Lin Ruhai stood on the bow of the boat, bathed in the slanting wind and drizzle, listening to the friends on the shore reciting this farewell poem by Li Taibai, and a melancholy feeling of impending separation filled her heart.
He smiled faintly, cupped his hands and said: "This poem by Li Taibai, although it is a farewell poem, is written elegantly and smartly, with deep but not stagnant feelings, eternal but not sad meaning, beautiful but not frivolous words, and far-reaching rhyme.
It’s true. Brother Zhang Nian sent me off with this poem. It’s so affectionate! It’s just that I’m sending you off a thousand miles away, but I’ll have to say goodbye eventually. Brother Nian stopped, because Lin is destined to travel far away.”
After saying that, he bowed and saluted.
The friend who saw him off on the shore sighed: "I have been gone for many years and I don't know when I will see you again. Brother Lin cherishes me."
After saying that, he bowed and saluted.
What the two people performed was a great farewell ceremony for scholar-bureaucrats, with a noisy ceremony. They were Jinshi in the same year and had been officials for many years. They can be said to be the most authentic scholar-bureaucrats, so this etiquette was elegant and generous.
Since the Zhou Dynasty, China has attached great importance to rituals and music, and this has been passed down for thousands of years. This great ritual of Wei Wei is still popular among the scholar-bureaucrats.
What's more, this dynasty is also called the Great Zhou. Because the Ming Dynasty fell and the Eastern invaders invaded, they were driven out by the rebel army of the founding emperor of the Great Zhou. A new dynasty was established and the country was the most upright, so rituals and music were revived.
Lin Zhao watched from a short distance away and couldn't help but nod secretly, feeling that it was really pleasing to the eye.
When the country is in peace and the people are in peace, and the fortunes of the dynasty are on the rise, these etiquettes among literati and officials may feel cumbersome and troublesome, but they are part of the culture after all and are worth promoting.
In the past, the great sage of the immortal world, Lin Zhao, has been in this world for sixteen years. He has already adapted to this identity and accepted the couple Lin Ruhai and Jia Min as his biological father and mother. Of course, he has also accepted the current situation.
My younger sister Lin Daiyu is only five or six years old.
In front of me, the cheap old man Lin Ruhai has said goodbye to his friends. The ship has set sail and is about to sail down the river to Yangzhou.
It turns out that Lin Ruhai was the best girl in high school when she was young. She served as the doctor of Lantai Temple for many years and as a local official for several years. After the new emperor ascended the throne this year, he was promoted and appointed as the salt patrol censor and went to Yangzhou to take up his post.
The ancestors of the Lin family once attacked the princes, and when Lin Zhao's cheap father, Lin Ruhai, was in the family for five generations, he was only granted the title of three generations at first. Because of his great favor and virtue, he was far ahead of his predecessors, and he was given extra favors, reaching Ruhai.
Father, another generation passed. The ancestors of the Lin family descended from rank to rank, and Ruhai's father was the last generation. By the time Ruhai arrived, the foundation of the Lin family had been exhausted.
But even though the foundation is gone, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. The Lin family can still afford to hire a boat for a long trip.
This ship is probably an improved building ship. It is about 13 feet from beginning to end and about 1.6 feet wide. There are three levels of cabins above and below the deck. Generally speaking, the top is as balanced as a balance and the underside is like a knife, so that it can cut through the waves.
OK.
Because there were not only Lin Ruhai's family of four on board, but also servants, maids, and women. In addition, there were a few Qingqing, but they were not the best scholars, and were hired by Lin Ruhai as staff.
The big ship started to move. Lin Zhao stood on the bow and looked at the mighty Yangtze River. He felt proud in his heart and said: "Sure enough, the Yangtze River is rolling eastward, and the waves are sweeping away all the heroes!"
"Zhao'er, what are you doing on the side of the boat?" Lin Ruhai was walking on the boat with a few Qing guests, chatting about worldly matters. Suddenly she saw Lin Zhao standing on the side of the boat and asked.
Although Lin Zhao was only sixteen years old, and he lived in the scholar-bureaucrat tradition of being a strict father and a loving mother, who cherished grandchildren but not children, Lin Ruhai should have been stern with Lin Zhao and scolded him at every turn.
But the Lin family is different.
Lin Ruhai was a single descendant of three generations. In her own lineage, she only had one son and one daughter, but her daughter was still a bit delicate. Therefore, Lin Ruhai was inevitably a little relaxed about the education of her children. There was never a fine tradition of aristocratic officials having grandchildren but not children.
Lin Zhao was smart and healthy since he was a child, and never worried his parents. Naturally, Lin Ruhai and Jia Min would not treat him as harshly as Jia Zheng treated Baoyu.
But Lin Zhao turned around and said with a smile: "Father, I saw the vast misty rain and the tortoises and snakes clinging to the river. Not only did I become interested, I had to cross the Yangtze River twice to feel comfortable."
"'The mist and rain are vast, the turtles and snakes are locking the river', it is really a good sentence, a good sentence!"
A Qing guest couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised.
Another Qing guest couldn't help but exclaimed: "Brother Shi is really a master of poetry. This mist and rain, and the vastness of the sky are writing a confused scene. I quote Wang Wei's "Mountain Colors with and without Center" to look at the distance.
The mountains are vague and unclear, similar to the fog and rain. Looking closer, you can see Turtle Mountain in Hanyang and Snake Mountain in Wuchang, facing each other across the river. The word "lock" just indicates that the river is narrower there. To the east
Weng is a prodigy with a criminal record, and the son's poetry has been passed down to the family. It is in the name of the father that he does not fall!"
"Yeah yeah!"
Several other Qingke also agreed.
"My dear brother, I have great talent, far-reaching talents, and can come up with good sentences when I see the scene. You are not like us who have read rotten books."
"Brother, you are a great talent. I will ask for more advice from you in the future."
Lin Ruhai said with a smile: "You can't be wrong about the award. He is young, but he just got a good sentence by chance."
Several Qing guests then said: "Dong Weng's teachings are still good."
"A prostitute with a criminal record is naturally very talented."
"In my spare time, I still want to ask Dong Wengduo for advice."
"..."
There was a lot of flattery, even though Lin Ruhai had a noble heart, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, stroking his beard and smiling.
At this moment, Lin Zhao moved his body and stepped onto the side of the ship.
"Zhao'er, what are you going to do?"
Lin Ruhai was taken aback and shouted quickly.
"Didn't I just say that? I want to cross the Yangtze River!"
Lin Zhao said in a matter-of-fact tone.
One sentence shocked everyone.
Lin Ruhai was even more horrified, and quickly scolded: "The Yangtze River is deep and wide, and the current is turbulent. It is not comparable to rural rivers and ditches. Even if you hang out on the river all year round, few people dare to cross the Yangtze River. How can you, a little boy, do it? Why don't you retreat?"
Next, be careful if your mother finds out, she will inevitably shed tears of worry."
Several Qingmen also quickly grabbed his sleeves and grabbed his arms, trying to pull him back.
Several people advised at the same time.
"Brother, crossing the Yangtze River seems heroic, but in fact it is just a mirage."
"Yes, even a mature sailor cannot do this."
"I heard that even the most proficient swimmers in the Zhou navy don't dare to stay in the river for too long. Brother, please don't take the risk lightly."
"Brother, don't be so reckless that your parents will worry."
While they were chatting, Lin Zhao laughed: "It's just crossing the Yangtze River, which is more than two miles wide. Don't scare people with your big words."
I didn't see how he moved, but with just a slight shock, the few pilgrims were knocked back.
Lin Zhaoqing said: "How big of a deal is it for my father to change his mind? Don't lose your mind when you meet those salt dealers in Yangzhou in the future!"
After saying that, with a slight shock, his clothes were taken off, he turned over like a kite, and jumped into the water with a splash.
"Zhao'er." Lin Ruhai was shocked, threw herself to the side of the boat, and looked down.
But I saw Lin Zhao laughing loudly, swimming quickly to the other side of the Yangtze River like a flying fish,
You must know that on the Yangtze River, hundreds of boats are vying for the current, and boats of all sizes are scattered all over the river. When they see Lin Zhao jumping off the boat and swimming like a flying fish, everyone watches and marvels.
He swam across the Yangtze River like this, something that very few people could do even among people who had been hanging out in the river all year round. Seeing his bravery, many boatmen cheered loudly.
Seeing him swimming like this, Lin Ruhai breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know when his son learned to swim, he finally felt relieved.
"Zhao'er, be careful. Our big boat is going down the river. I'm afraid we won't see you soon. You'd better come up!" Lin Ruhai shouted loudly.
Lin Zhao roared loudly in the water, half of his body came out of the water, and said haha: "It doesn't matter, father, just let the boat go fast with the current. I will catch up after I reach the other side. If I can't catch up in half an hour, I lose!"
His voice was not loud, but even though he was so far away, it was clearly heard by everyone on the ship around him, as if he was speaking right into their ears.
Many boatmen immediately let out thunderous cheers as they marched off.
Lin Ruhai was stunned and couldn't help but look at each other with all the Qing guests.
When he looked at Lin Zhao again, he saw only a line of water, rushing straight towards the other bank, and its speed was no less than that of birds in the sky.
"When did Zhao'er actually have such magical powers?" Lin Ruhai couldn't help being shocked.
A man with extraordinary supernatural powers came to the Yangtze River in Wuchang. Although he couldn't see a bridge spanning the north and south, how could he not want to cross the Yangtze River?
Just as Lin Zhao was flying happily, a small ship was sailing slowly on the Yangtze River a hundred feet away. There was a pair of eyes in the cabin staring at Lin Zhao's figure who was faster than a flying bird. He couldn't help showing a look of shock.
He said slowly: "Unexpectedly, the new Salt Patrol Censor has such a bad trait! It's just that although his skills are high, but..."