Chapter 262 There is also a Dragon in the Yangtze River
Before you know it, the end of the 24th year of Yongding has come to an end.
It seemed as if overnight, the temperature in the entire week dropped to the extreme.
The temperature in Dujiang, Yongzhou is even more so.
Dujiang, which had seen a little snow in previous years, had a heavy snowfall today.
Chen Luo walked into Dujiang in the wind and snow.
He wasn't walking fast.
Every step he took left shallow footprints on the snow.
When Tang Zheng turned around, he could see the lines of footprints gradually getting farther and farther in the wind and snow, and finally gradually disappeared and became blurred.
Since entering Dujiang, Mr.'s pace has become slower and slower.
It seems that he is unwilling to go fast.
He also seemed to be hesitating for something.
Look up occasionally.
Looking at the heavy snow, I sighed slightly.
Yu Xiaorong asked Chen Luo, "What are you looking at, sir?"
Chen Luo replied, "Looking at the snow."
"Snow?"
They didn't understand what was so good about the snow.
It snows every year this week, but in the south it’s better to have less snow.
But the further north you go, the more and heavier the snow becomes. Day after day, year after year, the snow is not the same as before. What's so good about it?
Chen Luo is hard to explain.
Because even he didn't know whether the snow was ordinary snow or snow from Yanmen Pass.
"Afraid of being close to home?"
Chen Luo thought...
Captain Jiang, thinking about it, might not know how to face his own heart at this moment, right?
But what is supposed to come will eventually come... It
took me several months to walk from Yanmen to Yongzhou. It may not be far, but it is not close either. Some things must be fulfilled.
The economic development of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the past few years can be said to have reached the highest level in thousands of years.
This is especially true after Zhao Qian's reform.
With the addition of a series of measures such as Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty's books and trains on the same track, the economy of the Zhou Dynasty never stopped. To say that it took off was no exaggeration.
As a result...
there were even fewer tea stalls beside the official road. It would not be an exaggeration to say that this was the urgent need of the Great Zhou Dynasty in recent years.
The same is true for the knights of the Jianghu, the wandering monks, or the common people.
Whenever I pass by, I always like to stop on the straight road, either to drink tea and rest, or to chat about some gossip.
Although it was snowing and there were fewer pedestrians on the official road, the tea stalls were not closed, so not long after entering Jiangdu, Chen Luo and the others found a stall.
There are plans to take a short break.
Of course, I also asked about the purpose of the trip.
There weren't many people.
There were only a few stalls.
Besides Chen Luo, there was only one other stall.
Ordered a meal.
Four servings of tea were served.
A total of ten cents...
This is extremely cheap.
Counting the coins, he gave the copper coins to the waiter and asked along the way: "Xiaoer, do you know where Jiangjia Village is?" "
Jiangjia Village? It's not far from here."
The waiter said: "If it was in the past , The straight road has not been straightened up, and the winding road has to be walked for about twenty miles, but after the straight road is straightened, the road to Jiangjia Village will be shortened by half..." "It seems that this straight road is right. The people have changed a lot?"
"That's... Anyway, not to others, but to us ordinary people, it is better than any policy."
The waiter was a little emotional: "When the construction started in the past, some people still said this Traveling is a waste of money and people, but after the straight road comes into use, who in the world will still take the trails? Those trails have been abandoned for a long time!"
These Chen Luo were quite enlightened.
I have walked the trails these days... and I have walked the same old road that I walked a hundred years ago.
It's a pity...
grass is taller than people.
Along the way, the Hanwu Sword has become a sickle specially used to clear weeds.
"The location of Jiangjia Village is easy to find. Sir, after you walk along the straight road for about ten miles, you will see a village near the straight road... The village is not big, and the government has set up a village monument in front of the village entrance. You can see it at a glance I saw it."
"Okay, thank you, shopkeeper."
"You're welcome, sir. Enjoy your meal and drink. If you need more tea, just call me sir."
"Okay!"
After drinking the tea, the four of them started walking again.
After more than ten miles of road and a straight road, we arrived at Jiangjiacun in less than an hour.
Entered the village.
Met an old man.
I asked about Jiang Guangfeng’s home.
The old man told a direction, and after walking for a while, they saw the Jiang family...
Yu Xiaorong and others did not approach, but waited from a distance.
Chen Luo stood in front of the door, looking at this ordinary but clean house. Yard, or ring it.
Dong Dong...
"Wait a minute, it's coming."
A voice came from inside.
Somewhat old.
Followed by steps, neither hasty nor slow, neither light nor heavy, finally the courtyard door opened.
What appeared in front of him was a gray-haired old man.
Although old.
His clothes are meticulous, and just by looking at him, he is a person who knows how to live his life.
"This gentleman is meeting you. Who are you looking for?
Jiang Guangfeng looked at the person in front of him.
He had never seen this person before... so he was a little curious.
"I'm Chen Luo, coming from Yanmen Pass. "
With just one sentence, the old man's body trembled...
and then he grabbed Chen Luo's wrist.
"Yanmen Pass? But the Great Wall border? Did you come from the border of the Great Wall? Did you bring news about my son? Is he okay? What about others? "
He looked behind Chen Luo.
There were three people not far away.
He expected to see the person he wanted to see from there.
But he didn't.
Until... when he saw the ceramic box Tang Zheng was holding in his hands. At that moment, his body began to tremble. He
stopped talking.
He just stared at Chen Luo closely, as if he wanted to hear different news from his mouth.
Chen Luo also hoped to be like the old man. Thoughts.
But in the end, he could only say softly: "Captain Jiang fought at Yanmen Pass five years ago to resist the enemy and sacrificed his life to save his teammates... Chen sent Captain Jiang home today." Anyway, he walked up
.
Chen Luo took it.
Hands raised.
The old man's hands were shaking a little, but he still took a deep breath. "It's nearly ten thousand miles from Yanmen Pass."
"Someone needs to do something."
"Thank you."
The old man took the urn and said, "Sir, he traveled thousands of miles to send his son home... I should have entertained you well." , but today... please don't blame me, sir."
Chen Luo nodded.
salute.
After exiting Jiang's house...
the door was closed.
A voice came: "Old man, who is it?"
The old man did not respond.
Soon there was the sound of something falling to the ground and breaking, but it was still very calm.
When Chen Luo turned around.
I saw the good luck above the Jiang family...
I wanted to go back, but in the end I didn't.
Chen Luo stayed in Jiangdu City that day, and Tang Zheng came back the next day. ,
he was arranged by Chen Luo in Jiangjiacun.
When he came back, he brought news...
"The old man and old lady of the Jiang family are dead. They committed suicide by hanging."
Chen Luo just hummed and said nothing.
But on this day, Chen Luo drank some wine.
He asked himself...
should he send Captain Jiang back?
There is nothing wrong with falling leaves returning to their roots.
But what if you come back?
In exchange, the two old men lost hope...
But that was his lifelong wish. They had been waiting for so many years, weren't they waiting for him to come back?
Life or death is good.
Even death.
Isn’t that the case all the time?
Chen Luo didn't understand...
Maybe he was wrong?
Maybe you are right?
who knows?
Chen Luo didn't want to think too much. Who can tell clearly whether things in this world are right or wrong?
But if Chen Luo is allowed to choose again.
Maybe he will still come to Jiangjia Village?
When Tang Zheng and the others woke up, Chen Luo had already left.
Alone.
Never said goodbye.
Nothing was left behind.
When Yu Xiaorong pushed Chen Luo's room away, she felt a little regretful.
"Sir has left."
They also wanted to follow him, but it seemed that it was better for him to be alone.
...
Yangtze River.
The Great Zhou Dynasty has the most rivers in the world.
It is as famous as the Yellow River.
In the past, there were rumors that a real dragon appeared in the Yellow River. Some people in this world have wondered whether there is a real dragon in the Yangtze River,
but they have not seen a real dragon in several years.
But this does not prevent the emergence of the Yangtze River Dragon King Temple and
Jiangcheng.
It is a city on the bank of the Yangtze River.
Chen Luo and Jiang Cheng have a rather close relationship...
In the past, when Chen Luo left Kyoto for the first time and took a boat down, he sat in Jiangcheng...
But the Jiangcheng at that time was not Jiangcheng. Just a small fishing village.
Over the past hundreds of years, the former small fishing village has now become a huge city.
Entered the city.
Found an inn.
Order food and drinks.
There is a storyteller in the restaurant.
It tells the story of cultivating immortals. It tells the story of a young man who mistakenly entered the Immortal Mountain and saw an old man playing chess. On a whim, he forgot to return and returned.
When we got down the mountain the next day, a hundred years had passed in this world.
The daughters of the former parents are all old.
There was not a single familiar figure in the village...
old friends were nowhere to be seen.
New people don’t know.
When Chen Luo heard this, he actually knew this story in his heart...
There may be something magical in the world.
One day in the mountains, one year on earth.
But it is impossible for one day in the mountains to last for hundreds of years on earth.
But this story made Chen Luo quite emotional.
Like yourself.
Hundreds of years have passed quietly in this world, but there are not a few people that I am familiar with in this huge world.
Someone sat in front of Chen Luo.
Wearing a pure white Taoist robe.
The eyebrows are a little bright red.
A head full of white hair.
There was a sword on his back...
He raised the corner of his mouth and looked around Chen Luo.
"Where is the white dragon Taoist friend next to you? I heard she is a white dragon? Where is the person? Why is she missing?"
Chen Luo couldn't help but laugh when he saw the person coming.
"Calculate how long it has been since we last met? Thirty years? Fifty years? What? You miss Taoist Bailong so much just after we met?" "
Bah!"
Lu Xuan sighed.
"Will this Taoist miss her? I want to come here to ask her about the sword!"
"Are you really going to ask her about the sword?"
Chen Luo asked: "If so, then our family will ask her to come out now. She is not far away. The place... will be here soon."
Lu Xuan:...
"Actually, it's not that urgent. It's not that important to ask about swords."
He chuckled.
Asked Chen Luo: "When did you come back?"
"September of the 24th year of Yongding..."
"It's been more than half a year since I came back." "
Why are you here?"
"Invited by the Yangtze True Dragon... to the Yangtze River to attend a banquet !"
Chen Luo:? ? ?
Is there really a real dragon in the Yangtze River? ? ?
(End of chapter)