A bright moon hangs in the dark sky.
The same scene, reflected on the calm sea, seems to have the same high sky and the same silent moon under the water.
A ship, along the coast, set off waves of ripples, sailing towards the depths of the sea.
A tall figure stood at the bow of the ship.
His figure is tall and straight, like a pine tree, no matter how big the storm is, he can't make him bend down; his eyes are firm, like rocks that have gone through thousands of years, even the wind and rain can't make him yield.
Facing the vast sea in front of him, there was also a trace of bewilderment in his expression.
It seems that I don't know why I am here.
At this time, an old man came out from the cabin, apparently the owner of the ship, he was dressed very plainly, and his expression was very calm, only the wrinkles on his face showed the storms he had experienced in his life.
He said: "This nobleman."
The person at the bow didn't look back, but stood with his hands behind his back, motionless.
The boatman said, "My lord, do you really want to go to sea tonight?"
The person at the bow still didn't look back, but said in a deep voice: "Zhen, when I paid you, I made it very clear."
The boatman said, "Yes, but—"
"But what."
"However, there are really big storms at sea tonight."
"oh?"
"The old man sees that the nobleman is extraordinary, and he is not an ordinary person. Why must he insist on going to sea on such a stormy night?"
"..."
"We are all here to make money, and we can spend our lives on our belts, but isn't the life of a noble person more valuable than ours, and if something happens, it will be a pity?"
The person at the bow was silent for a while, and said, "Life is valuable."
"Then why does the nobleman insist on going to sea?"
"Why..."
He fell silent, his eyes looked into the distance, the farther sea surface, as if he couldn't see the watch, let alone what was at the end of his line of sight.
He murmured, "Yeah, why...?"
"..."
"Why must I want to go to sea?"
Leaving Yujia, without anyone noticing, he went on the road alone. He did not take the official road, but a shortcut path, and soon arrived at the canal; he rented a boat and went south, but did not directly enter the canal. Changqing City.
Instead, they changed the boat and wanted to go to sea.
Even though all the boatmen warned him that although the sky looked clear today, there would be a big storm at sea, and no one dared to go out to sea easily, and advised him not to take his life as a joke, but he still insisted.
In the end, there must be a brave man under the heavy reward.
The old boatman, because the youngest son in the family was sick, continued to pay a large sum of money for medical treatment. In order to earn this life-saving money, he agreed to him.
At this moment, they are in the boundless sea.
The outline of the land behind him has gradually disappeared.
This feeling is actually very bad.
Everyone needs a sense of security, just like no matter how strong and powerful a person is, he still hopes to have a warm family, so that no matter how hard he is outside, or even bloody battles, in the end, there is a safe place for Rest by yourself and lick your wounds.
The most basic sense of security for people comes from the ground under their feet.
As long as there is still a place for oneself to stand, then the most basic sense of security is still in the heart, but it is different when it is at sea.
This ship looks solid, but who knows, will it capsize in the wind and waves
Although he has accepted or remembered the identity of the emperor since he became sober, everything he does is "what the emperor should do". With a wave of your hand, you can "protect" yourself by hitting the guards who are lying down.
After all, he is in everything.
But this time, what he did was something no normal emperor would dare to do, and absolutely should not do.
He went on the road alone, and even rented a boat. Under the persuasion of everyone, he still went to sea at night when the storm was coming.
That's because there is always an inexplicable feeling in my heart that is guiding me.
It seems that he has something important and left it outside.
on the sea.
Therefore, he must go to find it.
"Your Excellency? Your Excellency?"
The old boatman beside him was still calling him cautiously, but Zhu Feng slowly turned his head. Under the moonlight, his eyes looked a little bewildered, but in the bewilderment, there was an indescribable determination.
He said, "You don't have to worry about that much."
"..."
"The money has been given to your family."
"..."
"What you have to do now is to sail the boat well and let me see what's on the sea."
Hearing his words, I know that he is determined and must stick to it.
The old boatman smiled, nodded and said: "Well, anyway, I once made a vow in front of the Bodhisattva, as long as my son can survive, I am willing to use this life in exchange for it. Now, the money given by the nobleman is enough to cure me. My son is ill, so what if I leave this life to the nobleman?"
With that, he went to the rudder.
The sea became more and more calm.
And in this calmness, it seems that there is something secretly surging, ready to roar out at any time.
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On the other side of the ship, a ray of moonlight shone through the skylight on the silent promenade.
Under the moonlight, Jian Ruocheng was silent.
Monk looked at him for a while, then said, "You don't want to say?"
"..."
"You don't want to say it, so what's the deal?"
Jian Ruocheng frowned slightly, but remained silent, as if he was still hesitating whether to tell him or not.
Seeing Jian Ruocheng's hesitant expression, Monk chuckled again, and then said: "You have to know, I am also the emperor of Tan Kingdom, although you are not a subject of Tan Kingdom, but you should be very clear that as an emperor, you cannot Tolerate that the person in front of you has something to hide."
"..."
"You are very clear about the purpose of my coming here, but if you still hide it from me, then there will be no transaction between us, let alone any cooperation."
"..."
"I just have to tell that master about your behavior."
"..."
Jian Ruocheng frowned suddenly.
He looked up at Munch, his eyes became deeper, and even the moonlight above his head couldn't shine into his eyes.
But Monk said with a smile: "I think, Nan Yan must not know, you still have this side."
"..."
"To be honest, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that such a humble gentleman like you would have such a side."
"okay."
Jian Ruocheng's voice was low, as if it didn't come from his mouth, but condensed from the darkness.
"I can tell you."
Monk looked at him with interest.
Jian Ruocheng said: "I want something from that person."
"what?"
"A bunch of keys."