Guan Chen raised his eyes to the distance, the river waves slammed the shore, the river breeze blew, and the strange rocks sank in a row, with different shapes. This is the largest ferry in Jingkou - Xuanmen Ferry.

Refugees who crossed the river from the north often came ashore from here and then evacuated. Some people were directly placed in Jingkou, an overseas county.

If you have relatives in the south, you can walk south to visit relatives and friends.

The smoke is vast and the river is misty. On the other side of the river, several small boats are rippling. The broken black tent makes this already simple boat look even more stormy.

Now it is climbing over the layers of waves and approaching the ferry with difficulty.

I saw a young man wearing white clothes and holding scriptures in his hand on the single-lined stone by the river. You could even feel the fairy spirit around him from his back.

The Wei and Jin Dynasties were the most rebellious era in ancient China. At this time, scholars liked to wear white clothes, and those ancient people were fighting for the vermilion red and purple, which showed their identity, and they were simply disdainful.

When Police Officer Chen saw this person, he smiled slightly and leaned forward calmly.

Among a group of ragged refugees, the young man in white clothes looked particularly eye-catching.

"The harvest today is not great."

The boy faced the river, with his back to Chen Jing and murmured to himself.

The scriptures in my hand have not turned over another page since I opened them. The boy had no intention of reading at all, and another small boat leaned on the shore.

The people on the boat were old and young. They looked tired, but they were excited. A bamboo pole supported them. The servants at the ferry put down the sampan and the women jumped onto the shore first.

Next, several strong men escorted the children and followed. The oldest man among the boatmen looked over 70 years old and all his hair was white.

With the support of several juniors, he climbed to the shore tremblingly. When his thin soles stepped on the wet mud on the shore, the old man's dry eyes were instantly filled with tears.

"It's been so many years, I really didn't expect that I could still set foot on the Han territory alive!" He knelt down with a plop and cried loudly.

The boy glanced at him and shook his head regretfully.

There was nothing that could be seen by him, he thought of regretfully.

"I heard that General Yingyang has a nephew who is very elegant in life and martial arts. I dare to ask if you are the one who is the best?"

He Wuji put away the scriptures and was about to get up, but a middle-aged man with a slightly fat face appeared beside him, with a playful smile on his face. He Wuji glanced briefly and learned the origin of this person.

"It's right here, what advice does Chen Zongjun have?"

Tsk tsk...

This young man is so rude. Can't he give him a chance to show off his wisdom?

Police officer Shen sat down beside him and turned a blind eye to his disgusting gaze.

"The advice is not enough. I just heard that Dr. He is the person that General Liu trusts the most. He is actively recruiting talents for the Northern Palace recently. I wonder if there are any gains?"

He Wuji was slightly stunned and somewhat confused. He suddenly thought that at this moment, Chen Jing should not have appeared in Jingkou.

"The harvest is not something. The place in Jingkou is full of talents, especially those who can conquer warriors, and there are so many that I can't count them. I'm just helping."

"It's Chen Jun. I heard that Chen Jun took over General Xie's errand and wanted to escort Mrs. Wang and the others to Kuaiji. How could he stop at Jingkou?"

"Is there something wrong with this?"

Although He Wuji is not from the Northern Palace, he is also very concerned about the stability of the Northern Palace. He instinctively believes that what happened to Shen Jing may also cause trouble to the Northern Palace.

Police officer Chen slapped the cold and hard reef, sighing.

"Doctor He, don't worry, when General Xie comes, you will know everything."

The vast river surface gave Chen Jing infinite inspiration. He suddenly felt extremely itchy on his body, and all his pores were protesting to him.

bath!

bath!

Old man, it's time for you to take a shower!

However, it is impossible to take a bath. As a devout believer in Tianshidao, he strictly implemented the principle of taking a bath once every six months.

Never get into the water until the day is gone!

Lift your fingers, rub them here and there, especially the neck and chest, which has always been Chen Jing’s favorite.

The amount of mud is abundant, and a gentle rub can bring him a hundred times more happiness.

"I heard that since Dr. He arrived at Jingkou, he has often sat by the river, enjoying the scenery and watching people. Many of the heroes among the refugees from the south were all selected by you and sent to the Northern Prefecture."

A hint of surprise flashed across He Wuji's face. It took only two or three days for this Shen policeman to reach Jingkou. How could he know his situation so clearly?

It was heard that General Xie also intended to let this person do things under the tent. Now it seems that he is indeed a ruthless person.

However, thinking about the ups and downs of their Shen family over the years, He Wuji also felt worried about him.

The Shen family is resourceful, and it is true that they often follow the wrong person. This time, if Police Shen really wanted to do things in the Northern Palace, He Wuji was really worried that the fate of the Northern Palace would also decline.

"It's just that Wuji is still young and his vision is not as good as Chen Zongjun."

A simple complimentary sentence made Chen Jing, who had always felt good about himself, feel more confident and blew it out: "I heard that Dr. He is good at beauty, but I will not hide it from Dr. He, that I am also good at it."

Huh huh huh huh...

Huh huh huh huh...

A subtle sound rang in He Wuji's ears. The sound was very small, not very clear, but it seemed familiar.

He tilted his head slightly, and Chen Jing rubbed his neck excitedly at a glance.

He frowned, so disgusting!

He is actually looking at me!

Lao Shen felt better. After rubbing it hard, the black skin on his chest turned slightly red. Just at the tip of his fingers, a mud ball as big as half a nail became shaped in a blink of an eye.

Whoosh!

Of course, good things need to be shared with everyone. In this regard, Shen Jing has always been the most elegant and unruly person.

With a bounce between his fingers, the mud ball that was extremely clear in the air actually flew up!

What does he want to do?

He Wuji was still young after all. Faced with the absurd actions of the shameless and indignant police officers, he was not prepared and allowed to take action.

Look!

Now the mud ball falls on your plain white clothes. What are you going to do?

When the mud ball had already flown in front of him, He Wuji suddenly realized that he bounced away neatly, but he was helplessly slowed down and was shot by Shen Guan.

"Where are you going to bounce?"

"Doesn't your eyes grow long!"

He Wuji shook his clothes angrily. The guy's body must be covered with lice and fleas.

He had to suspect that this huge mud ball must be surrounded by lice!

He Wuji turned around and left. How could Chen Jing let him go?

"Hey, Dr. He, don't leave!"

"I still have serious things to say!"

No matter whether you are willing or not, I, Old Shen, just follow me like this. How can you not let me follow me?

"What can you do with serious things?"

They don’t seem to be serious, but they can still have serious things?

What a scam!

With his pace, He Wuji walked towards the market.

"Dr. He, I really have a serious business. I heard that the soldiers of the Northern Palace will soon gather from Jingkou. Can you bring me with you?"

He Wuji paused: It turns out that he ran up and got close to him, just for this!

"You are the guest of General Xie. You can come if you want to come. It's too late to welcome the North Mansion."

So cold, it doesn't look welcome.

"Dr. He, don't be so cold. General Xie did write to me, but I am not from the Northern Palace yet. I think, should I go and contact General Liu first?"

"I have never met General Liu, and I don't know if he wants to see me, but if Dr. He recommends it, it will be different."

He Wuji was so amused that he wanted me to recommend him. This person's face is really unpredictable!
Chapter completed!