Zhangqiu Baiyun Lake has always been a resort for literati.

The lake fluctuated slightly, and the rising sun was reflected on it, as if thousands of small fish were beating on the lake, and the scales were flashing.

A small boat was moving slowly in the lake.

The boatman was rocking in the back, and the boatman was making breakfast in the fleet.

She opened the boat board, fished in her pocket for a while, and then fished some fish up.

"Guests, please rest assured that the fish was caught last night. It's fresh."

There are only two guests, and there is a boat behind, a little behind.

When Fang woke up and saw that the fish were still alive, he said, "just live."

Sitting opposite him was a man with a gray beard and hair.

The man stroked his beard and said, "the scenery here is good. I was negligent in the past."

The boat mother began to cook breakfast. The fish scales were everywhere.

Fang Xing leaned over and picked up a fish scale. The fish scale was a little greasy. He stretched out his hand to wash it outside the ship.

The lake is clear and clean, with willows on the bank, but there are many clumps of reeds in front.

Porridge was cooking on a small stove in the bow of the boat, with a strong smell.

"Xinghebo, it's not far from Beijing."

Some tiny charcoal fire breath from the bow floated over. The man sucked his nose, reached out and fanned in front of his nose, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

This is a man of honor.

Fang Xing likes the smell.

"I like the taste."

He also sucked his nose, but he was a little carefree.

"When I was a child in the countryside, I just collected rice, lit piles of straw in the field, and then the smell was mixed with the smell of cow dung."

Fang woke up in the memory, some can not look back on the sadness and leisurely longing.

"The old farmer walked in front, and the old cow followed without driving. The old farmer was reluctant to let the old cow tired, so he carried the cow to dig. It looked stupid, but it matched the world. Even if the best painter came, he couldn't find a mistake in the scene."

The man sighed: "xinghebo, my family is also farming and reading..."

Speaking of farming and reading, he looked at Fang awkwardly.

Originally, farming and reading was a commendatory word, but since Fang Xing exposed the details of the so-called farming and reading family, farming and reading has become a synonym for taking the opportunity to merge.

"Have you ever planted land?"

Fang Xing asked with a smile.

The man nodded and said, "I have to go down to the ground every year. Even if I just help the plow, I'm not a scholar who knows nothing."

Fang woke up, nodded and said, "do you know the reason why we have to plough after the autumn harvest?"

The man was stunned. He wanted to argue, but he remembered the later rebuilt wall at home, so he had to shake his head slightly.

Boom!

There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

"This is spring thunder. It's time to wake up the dormant insects."

Fang Xing put his hand into the water and said, "the biggest reason why children should be born and the fields should be cultivated in winter is to remove insects. Turn out the insects hidden in the soil and let them freeze to death in the cold winter."

"And sting... Those remaining insects must be unwilling, so they will excitedly get out of the ground and see what's going on outside."

Fang Xing said with a smile, "so the land should be ploughed frequently, and the insects are often frozen and exposed to the sun by God. Today, the farmers will plough the land again when the Tomb Sweeping Day comes next month, and they will fertilize the land when the grain rain comes, so who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard. Does your family understand this bitterness?"

The man patted the side of the boat gently and said with a smile, "Xing Hebo, this is a knife and gun between his lips, but do you want to attack my family?"

The man's bearing is quite calm, and his look is more bookish.

"Next month we will set the national foundation. Xinghebo stays in Shandong. What do you want to see?"

The man said aggressively, "if you want to stay at my house, the owner will naturally bind himself to the capital to plead guilty. If not, why bother to make a big fuss!"

He said coldly: "a count, a Zafu, a left Chamberlain, what a big show!"

The boat lady put the sliced fish into the porridge and stirred it slightly, and the taste came out gradually.

"Just put some salt, nothing else."

Fang woke up to see the boat mother's face reluctant to use a small spoon to scoop out some lard from the small jar, and hurriedly stopped it.

The boat mother said, "guest, we can't give up this oil!"

Fang Xing said, "don't drain the oil. The money won't be short of you."

The boat mother confirmed it again and waited on the fire happily.

The delicious smell of fish porridge gradually came out. Fang woke up and sucked his nose. He couldn't wait.

Later, the boat mother brought two bowls of fish porridge.

Fang woke up and took a sip, then closed his eyes and tasted it slowly.

The man looked at him coldly and said, "is Xinghe really gluttonous?"

Fang Xing drank the porridge silently. Finally, he handed the bowl to the boat mother, wiped his mouth and drank the green tea he had just brewed.

Green tea is slightly bitter, but it is most appropriate when the mouth is full of fresh fragrance.

Some of the strong aroma of green tea gradually washed away the delicious smell of fish porridge. Fang woke up and said with satisfaction: "just eat a bowl of fish porridge, Fang will be satisfied with this trip."

Gluttonous, greedy and greedy for money are synonymous with greed.

The man just waited patiently for him to drink porridge, but he just smelled it a little, and the bowl of porridge didn't move at all.

The boat mother wanted to come and collect the bowl, but she was afraid that he hadn't moved.

"Take it!"

The man pointed to the bowl around him, and the boat mother took away the dishes and chopsticks, and then took the bowl of fish porridge to the stern.

Fang woke up and looked back at the boat mother feeding the boatman to drink porridge. The couple whispered and looked happy.

"This is the day of the people. Your family has been extremely rich for many years. I think they are mole ants."

The man wanted to refute, but Fang Xing glanced at him coldly, trembled in his heart and said, "what kind of benevolence do you want? The benevolence of the son of heaven? That's the disaster of the world. Or the benevolence of important officials, it's also a disaster. Only seeing everything as a ruminant dog is the basis of prosperity. I don't even understand this. Xinghe Bo, the title of the prince's young teacher should go."

"People are never straw dogs!"

Fang Xing said, "the canonization must be smooth, and then the prince has become a rare treasure. Countless people want to be his teachers, and you are the biggest force. Benbo reminds me that your family had better continue to lie dormant, and the dragon has to lie down for me!"

The man's complexion remained unchanged, as if he were really a dragon's son and grandson.

"My family doesn't care about worldly affairs, so it's useless for you and me to gather here today."

The man said coldly.

Fang woke up and nodded, "that's the best. Ben has to go back to Beijing, and then his whereabouts are uncertain, but he won't pass your house."

The man stared at Fang and woke up, "you're threatening."

Fang Xing continued, "if your family dares to get involved in it, it's up to you."

A wild duck flapped its wings and landed on the water, then looked here curiously.

"Dock!"

Fang Xing waited until the boatman finished drinking the bowl of porridge, and then ordered him to dock.

The man looked at him curiously and asked, "are you pitying them?"

"No, everyone deserves respect, that's all."

The man shook his head and felt that this kind of thinking was hopeless.

"Heaven and earth are unkind..."

He wants to save the values that are far from each other for the last time.

Fang Xing said, "heaven and earth are ruthless, and there is no difference in treating all things."

The man sighed, "you blocked the way of negotiation between us again."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "we are not the same people. I will go back to Beijing and deter those disordered officials and thieves. You... Your family will be panic and angry, but you will do nothing."

The man held back his anger and said, "can science have the way of governing the country? Can it have the way of kings?"

"Yes."

Fang Xing said, "the emperor wants to be sober and knowledgeable, but the most important thing is to be able to recognize the hearts of the people."

They were silent for a while, and the boat sailed into the river with reeds on both sides.

The reed is slightly green. In a month or two, it will be a healthy reed.

When the boat lady saw that they were silent, she asked tentatively, "can the guest want duck eggs?"

"The lake is good, and the ducks raised must be good."

Fang woke up and said, "if so, get hundreds and let people take them back to their families."

"Yes! Not to mention hundreds, but also thousands."

The boatman happily told her husband to shake and roll quickly, so that she could go to the village and ask someone to collect duck eggs.

When the man saw that Fang Xing and the boat mother were seriously talking about the price of duck eggs, he couldn't help but look at each other slightly.

After the boat landed, more than ten people came down from the boat behind, including Fang Xing's servants and men's entourage.

Standing on the shore, the man arched his hands and said, "I'll say goodbye. Xing and Bo, we shouldn't be rivals. This is what the owner said."

Fang Xing clapped his hand and said, "whether you are the opponent or not is not decided by Fang. It's still that sentence. Running water does not rot, and the spring tide is right in front of you. Whether you follow the trend or move against the current is only up to you."