Basheng Ganzhou

That is Mochou Lake in Yuhang.

They met a boatman.

The man was very strange, he was a drunkard, waiting for passengers at the ferry.

Others need two taels of silver for the ferry, but he wants two taels.

Everyone is a young man in his prime, only he has white beard and hair.

It is conceivable that business is very poor.

When Chuxiu was in Chuzhou, he heard a traveling monk passing by say that there was a koi in Mochou Lake, which was about to transform into a dragon and become a fairy.

This is just nonsense, but Chuxiu took it seriously and insisted on going to see it.

When they arrived at the ferry, he walked from the beginning to the end of the group of ferry boats waiting to solicit passengers, and stopped next to the last old man holding a gourd and drinking.

He asked the old man, "Are you going?"

The old man ignored the answer and said, "There is no counter-offer for two taels of silver."

Chuxiu smiled and said, "Two taels of silver is enough, but you have to tell me where you are worth two taels."

The old man chuckled, scratched his messy white hair, and stroked his sloppy beard. He squinted at them and said, "There is a chess game on board. If you beat me, I don't want money. I'll pay you back." drink wine."

Chuxiu bent her eyes and pulled his hand to ask for money.

He doesn't want to give.

After being touched in his arms for a long time, he still compromised and let him take away the remaining two taels of silver.

The old man took the money, and then used the money to buy a roast chicken and two bottles of water and wine, which showed that he didn't want to return the money.

Chess was placed on the boat, and the black and white pieces entangled together to form a difficult game. He was not proficient in chess, but he could see that this was a dead game.

Chuxiu sat motionless in front of the chess game, seeing the chaotic and intertwined black and white chess pieces in the evening light, seeing the moonlight staining his clothes, seeing his stomach growling, and looking at him pitifully.

He was angry that he had given the last money to the old man, and leaned against the side of the boat with a long knife in his hand, ignoring him.

But the old man was leisurely eating roast chicken and drinking wine, the aroma was very craving.

Seeing that she ignored him, Chuxiu got angry, got up and kicked him: "Ignored me again, are you the master or am I the master?"

When Chuxiu frowned, she looked like a kitten, and it didn't hurt to beat or kick anyone.

He was amused, but still ignored him.

Chuxiu squatted down beside him, leaning on the boat and looking down, the moonlight in the lake shimmered with waves, the moon swayed gently with the water patterns of the boat passing by, and the entire lake reflected the stars.

Chuxiu was hungry, so she didn't have the time to solve the chess. She turned to look at the old man half lying on the bow, and said, "Give me some of your roast chicken."

The stingy old man turned over and turned his butt towards him.

Chuxiu said again, "Take something in exchange for you."

The old man spoke condescendingly this time, and asked drunkenly, "What do you exchange for?"

Chuxiu raised her hand and grabbed his sleeve, and said, "Use him, he is so strong that he can carry a whole boat."

He knows...

He glanced at his sleeve, then looked at Chuxiu again, the two of them stared at each other childishly, whoever moves away first will be the loser.

The old man snorted boredly, and said: "This boat is for rowing, what can I do against it?"

Chuxiu's eyes sparkled: "You use him to row the boat for you."

The old man took a sip of wine, sighed comfortably, and said, "My boat is very easy to row, and I don't need others."

Chuxiu: "Then you ask him to make money for you, he is very good at making money."

"..."

He didn't stare at Chuxiu, but glanced at him lightly, and looked towards the lake.

The night wind in July brings the fragrance of lotus flowers, the awning boat sways gently, the scenery on the banks under the moon is beautiful, the night in Yuhang is very beautiful, and it is two kinds of beauty like the grassland.

The old man was impatient: "Don't disturb me, go and solve your chess."

As soon as his legs sank, he looked away from the lake, and saw Chuxiu with a sad face, resting his chin on his lap, and said softly, "Ah Cheng, I'm hungry."

He was not very happy about this man's attempt to exchange himself for roast chicken just now, and said in a flat tone, "It's better to starve to death."

Chuxiu curled her lips, rubbed against him, crawled into his arms, and finally settled down.

He put his head on his chest in a familiar way, and said weakly: "I don't understand, if I starve to death, you have to guard my tomb and offer a roast chicken every day."

"..."

The boat sailed leisurely for half an hour, and when the moon was in the sky, he took out the roast chicken he bought from his bag, and a pack of dim sum from Xingxiangzhai, a well-known dim sum shop in Yuhang.

He took one and fed it to the sleeping boy's mouth, and said softly, "Open your mouth."

Chuxiu opened her mouth in a daze, took a bite, opened her eyes instantly, and her pupils lit up. He was content with what he had to eat, and didn't care that he was starving him for an hour. He was happy eating snacks , wiped his mouth after eating, and returned to the chess game.

The old man watched from afar, snorted softly, and said, "I haven't seen such a master and servant before."

He took a bite of Chuxiu's leftover dim sum, and said: "I am his slave, not a servant."

In the Central Plains, slaves are not even qualified to be called servants, and so are the grasslands.

The old man took a sip of his wine and said leisurely, "A master is not like a master, and a slave is not like a slave."

He glanced at the thin but strong hands of the old man, and replied indifferently: "The boatman is not like the boatman."

The old man snorted and stopped talking.

After only half a quarter of an hour, Chuxiu suddenly called out happily: "Ah Cheng, I've untied it."

The old man was stunned for a moment, swept away his former listlessness, suddenly stood up, and quickly ran to the cabin.

Chuxiu was startled, she quickly gave way, ran to his side, and said with her eyes bent, "Bai Zi wins half, breaking the tie."

He leaned over his head and bit the half-eaten snack, sat on the edge of the bed and swayed his legs, and said, "That chess player is a master, and he set up a tie very cleverly. In fact, he only needs to make another move, and he will win the game." gone."

"Why did he do that?"

The old voice came from the cabin, which seemed to carry some kind of forbearance.

Chuxiu: "How do I know? But you lost two stones in that chess game, one black and one white, do you know?"

"Ah."

"If the piece is not lost, according to ordinary people's solution, the chess game will have been solved long ago." Chuxiu drank his saliva and said, "If the piece is lost, my solution is the only solution."

Old man: "..."

He chuckled lightly, as if he felt some kind of relief. He came out of the cabin, untied the gourd of wine around his waist, took a sip, and said, "I promised you earlier that I would pay you back two liang of silver. Let the boat arrive."

As soon as the words fell, the man rose into the sky and walked away with his feet on the water. His body was as neat and beautiful as a thunderbolt under the moonlight. A moderate voice came to the ears of both of them: "Thank you, my friend, the chess game has been solved. I can go find him."

After a while, the surface of the lake returned to calm, and the sickly looking old man disappeared.

Chuxiu was stunned, and praised: "It's so easy."

He got up holding the knife, nodded and said: "Good internal strength."

Chuxiu stood at the bow of the boat and saluted the night from afar.

He was going to say goodbye to Chuxiu that night, but Chuxiu didn't know.

He ate in his arms as usual, and was fed wine by himself.

Chuxiu didn't drink well, and he was drunk after two sips. He pointed to the stars in the sky and asked him, "Why are the stars spinning?"

He looked at those eyes that reflected the stars, and fooled him: "Because the ship is turning."

Chuxiu asked again: "Why don't you drink?"

He replied, "I'll watch you drink."

The boy's eyes were foggy, and he seemed to be absent-minded.

A moment later, he grabbed his collar, pulled him closer to himself, and pressed his wine-smelling lips to his.

The awning boat strayed into a piece of lotus. There was no wind, no waves, no one to slide the oars, so they stopped, and the large lotus leaves hid them in it.

Chuxiu licked her lips, looked at him with bent eyes, and said, "Ah Cheng, sell this boat tomorrow, and exchange for some wine."

With the sky as the roof and the wooden deck as the mat, he untied Chuxiu's clothes, covered himself up, sucked the tip of his tongue, and said, "Don't drink alcohol from now on."

The young man's body was hot, and as the ship swayed, the sweet moan intertwined with the man's low gasp, which disturbed the lotus beside him. The dew on the lotus leaf shook off and splashed onto the palm of the young man, and then covered it with a big hand, dew Being held in the palms of the two, the rough fingertips ran across the gap between the young man's fingers, stroked gently, and then inserted domineeringly, the messy hair was intertwined, and the fingers were tightly clasped.

Sweat soaked the clothes under the young man, and the young man clung to the man's broad back drunkenly, with his legs wrapped around his waist.

Wan Chengzheng took a sip of the sweet apricot blossom wine that he deliberately bought, put it in his mouth, pinched Chuxiu's chin, and blocked his lips.

The sweet wine entered the young man's mouth along the slit of his lips, before swallowing, it slid down the side of his lips and into the white and delicate neck.

Wan Tengcheng followed the wine and kissed the side of his neck, biting the smooth skin of the young man with a thin kiss.

Chuxiu's eyes reflected the sky full of stars, and he spoke softly, as if laced with sugar, he asked Wan Tengcheng: "Why do we always want you to keep pressing me down every time we do this?"

Wan Qicheng buried his head in his graceful neck and shoulders, and gently closed his eyes. His heart was sore, and his words were inevitably extremely affectionate. He said, "Because you please me."

Chuxiu said softly: "You are talking nonsense, my whole body is weak, otherwise I will beat you."

After a pause, he laughed again, and read aloud freely and willfully: "When you are drunk, you don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams to press the galaxy."

Wan Qicheng said, "You are Xinghe."

He carried Chuxiu back to the cabin and put her on the wooden bed.

The boat that came to pick him up had already docked aside.

He turned around, not daring to look at him, Chuxiu, who was too sleepy to open his eyes, said in a daze, "Ah Cheng, we will see the koi carp tomorrow, and let's go to Emei to see the monkeys."

There is no koi, it was a letter from his subordinates to pick him up here.

He lowered his eyes, stood still for a long time, and responded warmly: "Okay."

Chuxiu didn't sleep well, she always moved around, and this time she was pressing on the wound again.

He carefully carried him into his arms, and said softly: "You said to go to see the monkey, but I don't know if you can do it or not. I met the old man who cheated you of two taels of silver. The world called him the master of chess. It’s really a waste of reputation.”

There was endless pain in the man's voice, and he murmured dully: "I hope that you will remember, and I hope that you will not remember, Chuxiu, I know I was wrong."