Chen Guhong walked to the riverside, with sunny above his head and wide river ahead. The reeds around him were green and the wind blew the reeds, which seemed like ghosts and gods were hiding in it, with a wonderful temperament.

The servant beside him is also delicate and follows him step by step, wouldn’t it be beautiful?

"Young master, your maid is a little tired." Walking by the river, looking at the scenery. Yuanyuan carried a package full of dry food and debris. Crystal beads of sweat emerged from her fair forehead, her little mouth was slightly opened, and she exhaled like orchids.

Seeing Chen Guhong's face was not red, his breath was not breathing, his expression was normal, and his feet were filled with dust, and he seemed to have enough energy. Yuanyuan was very impressed and thought to himself, "Young Master is not like a scholar who reads and writes poems, but like a peddler who travels to the mountains and rivers."

Chen Guhong turned to look at the little servant, and then he realized that he was extremely strong. He apologized and said, "Let's find a place to rest."

"OK."

Yuanyuan nodded hard and was very happy. After walking for a while, she encountered a ferry. The ferry was very small, with wooden boards, and several idle fishing boats were floating around. An old man at the ferry was sitting on a small bench, wearing a hat, gray clothes, holding a fishing rod, and a bamboo basket at his feet. He was focusing on fishing.

"Let's rest here." Chen Guhong smiled and turned to Yuanyuan.

"Oh, too." Yuanyuan cheered, immediately put down the package and started to rest. Chen Guhong swept the surrounding environment, came to the old man, and came to the old man curiously, asking, "How is the harvest from my father-in-law?"

"Sure good!" The old man glanced at Chen Guhong. Seeing that although Chen Guhong was dressed in a simple and elegant manner, he was accompanied by a beautiful maid. He thought to himself which young master was. He asked, "Young Master is here to go out?"

"Yes, when you are bored, come to the riverside to take a look and blow the river breeze." Chen Guhong nodded and smiled.

"Hahaha." The old man laughed, then nodded and praised: "Young master really understands people."

"Why do you say that?" Chen Guhong said a little curiously. He felt that this father-in-law was not like an ordinary fishing old man, but seemed to have the style of a hermit.

"As soon as you see the young master, you will know that the young master is a scholar. Although the scholar has a golden house and a beautiful woman in the book, he is seeking wealth and fame, he has lost a lot of excitement. Walking thousands of miles, looking at the world and enjoying the beautiful scenery in the world, isn't it a pleasure?? The county trial is approaching, and the students are busy seeking fame, but the young master walks alone by the river. Don't you understand people?"

The old man smiled and said, his spirit and temperament were even more different from ordinary people.

"The father-in-law is very proud of me." Chen Guhong smiled and bowed, and then said, "I am just confident in my heart that I can write literature and pass the county examination smoothly. I just wander around all day. If I am not confident, I still have to read books all day long, so I can't have such a lofty artistic conception."

The old man was surprised. There was no such confident person. But when he saw Chen Guhong's eyes were full of spirit and his demeanor was born, he believed it and said in admiration: "Young master is a real talent."

"I dare not." Chen Guhong bowed.

This old man is not like an ordinary man, and he talks happily. After a few casual conversations, Chen Guhong became curious and asked, "Listen to his father-in-law, he is not like an ordinary person. Although he is fishing, he doesn't seem to be fishing. I don't know what's wrong with sitting alone here?"

"I am waiting for someone." said the old man.

"Wait for someone?" Chen Guhong was surprised and looked up at the river ahead, then looked at the surrounding environment. This old man has a good temperament, and the person he had to wait for was definitely not an ordinary fisherman.

But ordinary travelers must disembark at Da Ferry, and this is a small ferry, which is only for fishing boats. Who are you waiting for here?

"That's right, just like the young master, he is not an ordinary person." The old man smiled and said.

"Oh?" Chen Guhong showed interest and was used to being vulgar in the world. The zither fairy made a wonderful appearance, and the talented man Liang Sheng was just a vulgar powder.

Although Chen Yuan, Wang Song and others are good, they are not extraordinary.

He was very moved by someone who was not ordinary.

The young servant beside him saw that the old man compared others with his son, but he was dissatisfied. He frowned and said, "Do you know that my son is Chen Guhong, the famous Huangshan Poetry Club, and the son of Ziyu??"

"Have you heard of that begonia?"

Then, Yuanyuan looked full of admiration and whispered: "The east wind blew over the glory, and the fragrance fog covered the moon and turned around. I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep late at night, so I burned high candles to shine on the red makeup."

"What a good artistic conception, what a good poem."

Yuanyuan looked intoxicated.

"It's Mr. Chen?" The old man was solemnly respectful, stood up and bowed, and then said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"I dare not take it." Chen Guhong hurriedly bowed and returned.

"That song of the Peach Blossom Temple is really free and easy. I admire it. It turns out to be a young master. No wonder he came to the riverside for an outing at the county trial."

The old man said with admiration.

"This old man actually likes Taohua Ange's free and easy songs, not Haitang's talent. He is really weird. But since he loves the young master's article, forget it." Yuanyuan was a little angry, but after thinking about it, he still forgave him.

"I was just angry for a moment and used poetry to despise the powerful and nobles." Chen Guhong smiled and shook his head.

"Young master doesn't have to be humble. You don't dare to offend the Wu family." The old man smiled and said in greater admiration.

"That old man, do you still dare to say that that person is comparable to a young man?" Yuanyuan was proud of this, put his hands on his hips, like a proud little peacock.

"Yuanyuan." Chen Guhong scolded. The old man smiled, but didn't care. He smiled and said, "This man is so heroic that he is comparable to a young master."

"Hmph." Yuanyuan ignored the dissatisfaction of her son and snorted coldly, very unhappy.

"Who is this person?" Chen Guhong was both angry and funny at Yuanyuan's maintenance, but he became more and more curious. At this moment, the singing started.

"I have the Kunwu sword, so I want to go to the Master's Court. Cut jade in the white rainbow, and the purple air drys the stars at night."

"The lotus on the edge moves, and the frost and snow in the box are bright. The sky reigns on the heavens and serves the country, and draws the land to give the name of a hero."

The song is heroic and the sound is also rough. It is accompanied by the river breeze and faces the waves, like a hero who rides the wind, with unstoppable momentum. Then, a small boat slowly walked.

The small boat is not as thin as a fishing boat. Behind the small boat is a coarse cloth fishing girl shaking the slurry, and the waves are surging. The fishing girl is snow-white, but the coarse cloth short shirt cannot hide her beauty.

A man stood in front of the boat.

The man was 31 or 2 years old, eight feet tall, with a majestic appearance, his eyes seemed to have divine light, and his sharpness was revealed. Although he was dressed in a coarse cloth, he did not look vulgar. His face was smiling and his spirit was dry, and his back was black-shewn ancient sword, which was like a swordsman walking on the wind.

A small boat is just a small boat, very inconspicuous. However, it becomes vivid because of this, and has a sharp and powerful aura that dominates the world.

"Who is this person?" Chen Guhong was moved when he saw it and couldn't help asking.

"This is Jiang Zuo Swordsman, and it is smooth in the water."

The old man turned his head and said solemnly.

Hongjiang is large and long, running through the entire Tianyun Kingdom. People stand in Jiangbei, and on their left, they are called Jiangzuo, and Jiangzuo is also called Jiangdong. It is rumored that Jiangzuo has many swordsmen and bold people.
Chapter completed!