A Character Scroll Qi Lu Qingwei Section 3 A once-in-a-lifetime life must be preserved
Horse-drawn carriages drove by.
The shops in the outer city are lined up one after another, densely populated, and when you catch up, you may not be able to get out of a mile even if you block it for half an hour, so a group of people simply go around the Weiwu Gate from the east gate of the outer city and go to the dock outside the city.
"Brother Keng, I'm afraid it's the first time you've come back, right?" Feng You saw that Feng Ziying seemed a little uneasy in the carriage, and he also felt funny, Brother Cong in the past was not like this.
This master is now the Feng family's three families, and only the third master of the three brothers in the previous generation survived, the eldest master and the second master, one fell off the horse in the confrontation with the Mongolian Tartars and failed to snatch the body back, while the second master was not fated to be awarded military merits, but he suffered from the epidemic, struggled on the bed for several months and finally died.
"When I was three or four years old, I didn't remember anything, and I came back with my mother once, and this time was also the second time." Feng Ziying said honestly: "I just heard my mother say it, and I have no impression at all." ”
"This Linqing City is a good place, if the master wants to find a quiet place in the future, it is a good place." Feng You squinted his eyes and looked ahead, and in front of him was the west gate of the outer city.
Sticking to the edge of the city gate is a large slip cloth flag, which is supported by bamboo poles, and more is still supported by reeds and bamboo and wood.
Thirst-quenching tea stalls, black date piles, vegetarian snack stalls, a few pack carts leaning crookedly against the edge of two mature oak trees, a packer is dancing hard with the dark sweat towel in his hand and shouting something, it is estimated that a few feet away, you can smell the sour smell of sweat.
A large number of Zilifu were under the willow tree, as if they were noisily shouting something, and occasionally a few words of invective jumped out a few beats higher, and there was a commotion.
There seems to be some chaos on the docks, but it wasn't quiet in the past, but today it's a little different.
Although he felt that the situation on this dock was not quite right, Feng You was not familiar with the situation here, and he had not been to Linqing a few times in the past, but he had been on the side plug for a long time, and the somewhat restless restless atmosphere made him extremely sensitive.
He tightened the healthy horse under his crotch, supported the narrow bladed waist knife wrapped in a cloth knife bag around his waist, and turned back quietly: "Brother Cong, something is not quite right. ”
"Huh?" The hand was withdrawn from the snow-white cat with a swish, and Feng Ziying's body suddenly leaned forward, "Uncle You, what's wrong?" ”
"Well, it's hard to say now, it looks like there's going to be an accident on this dock." Feng You was also a little nervous, the master only had such a lone seedling, this was just a trip back to his hometown, he thought that the road was safe, but even so he still arranged himself to take care of it, but he was worried about any accidents, but he didn't expect to be caught up by himself.
"Did you have time to board the ship?"
Feng Ziying knows very well about her own situation, an eleven-year-old boy, what earth-shaking ability can he have, these years are not peaceful everywhere, and if he gets sick, he will have to die, let alone encounter any war.
His two uncles also have three children, but none of them can grow up, even if he has a brother who died before he was a young man, that is, he survived a cold and became a lone seedling of the Feng family in Beijing in the Linqing Dynasty.
In this case, when I came to my hometown in Shandong, my mother was resolutely refused, and my father couldn't leave because of the matter of Kaifu, so he had to let himself run this trip, and he also thought that this from the capital to Linqing, all the way to the canal and waterway would not be safe from the heat and hard work, so he reluctantly agreed, but he never thought that he would encounter trouble at the door of this hometown.
Feng You didn't make a sound, just shook his head.
There were already a lot of people on the dock, and there were a few people who seemed to be the leader of the group, one of them was waving his arms and shouting something, and a few people were muttering in tandem in the pile of several people.
On the pier on this side of the road, the road was blocked by a few piles of debris packed with straw bags, and the two men in brown shirts were cursing with sweat, and pulled the placket of their clothes open, revealing a handful of black hairy breasts, while sitting on the straw bags and looking around.
There have been two groups of people blocked at the head of the road, one is a few bundles of three-shuttle cloth carried by two donkeys, it seems to be a small cloth merchant, and a group of people estimate that it is two brothers, thick arms and strong legs, driving two mules to pull a truck, it seems to be pulling a cart of black dates, this is a special product of Linqingzhou, it seems that it is going to the dock to deliver.
"Second Brother Ma, you can't blame us, the steward of the tooth shop said, no one can move on the dock today, whether it is loading and unloading the ship or entering and leaving the warehouse, it will not work, as for this one, don't think about it, it is all blocked over there."
"Third Brother Lu, what happened to make such a big fuss?" The two brothers who sent the black dates were obviously familiar acquaintances, and while accompanying the smiling faces, they casually poked in from the straw bag that leaked a hole and grabbed a handful of black dates, and handed them to the other party, "It's not worth a few dollars, try it." ”
"Second brother, it's hard to say, the people on this dock are making a fuss, we don't know, we only know that this intersection is sealed, the people in charge and the stewards are all over there, and there are no flies in the head,......" took the black dates and threw two into his mouth by the way, saliva overflowed down the corners of his mouth, but his voice was a little lowered: "If you are not in a hurry, go back first, I'm afraid something will happen." ”
"We have made an appointment with the owner of the goods...... Another young man was obviously a little anxious, and was about to speak, but was grabbed by his brother, turned his head and whispered: "Thank you, go, go back!" ”
"Big brother!" The young man was in a hurry, and the two trips of black dates to get back the payment could be said to be the dowry money for his daughter-in-law, and they all went to the dock.
"Let's go, look over there!" The older man's face had turned slightly pale, but his eyes were chasing the distance, and a wisp of black smoke had come out of the southwest corner, which was what he was most afraid of.
Feng Ziying's gaze moved with Feng You, who was already standing on the wheels of the car and looking southwest with his hands covering his forehead.
Feng You's face had become ugly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the rolling eyes seemed to be making a difficult choice, and before he could make a decision, there was already some slight vibration on the ground, and the two brothers of La Wuzao were obviously also often running outside, and they quickly turned their eyes to the west.
Through the low earthen wall, you can roughly observe a floating yellow dust rolling up in the eastern half of the sky.
The sun was shining in the morning, and there was not a single wisp of wind on the riverside, and looking at the willow branches on the riverside, I couldn't think of anything else that could make the field roll its soot except for the large-scale movement of cattle or people.
Feng You had already stepped on the wheels and climbed onto the roof of the carport, and the roof of the carport jumped directly onto the earthen city wall, standing on the battlement, standing on tiptoe and looking into the distance.
Feng Ziying and the servant Ruixiang beside him were a little discolored, even if Feng Ziying's psychological age was over forty years old, but in this different time and space where you shouted that the sky should not be and the earth was not spiritual, what if you just had thousands of miles of splendid scenery in your chest? Who believes in you, and who listens to you?
With a knife sweeping, the good head was about to fall to the ground, and the life he longed for was about to end before it began, thinking of this, Feng Ziying couldn't help but shudder: "Uncle You, what's wrong?" ”