Liu Shengyue had a dream.

I dreamed that he became a master of national medicine who saved lives and was a teacher on the three-foot podium. He also experienced the ups and downs of officialdom and the game of business. Finally, he became a special force soldier, who leaped through the tropical rainforest and climbed the beach next door... he couldn't breathe anymore!

"…Ahem!”

Liu Shengyue lay on the deck in a mess, coughing repeatedly. He had just been caught from the water!

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's okay, it's okay."

The man who picked him up patted his back spine. Liu Shengyue waved his hand, and his throat hurt a little because of the choking water. He coughed twice again, and then got up after coughing, looking up at his savior.

He was a thin man with a bun and a furry beard. His exposed skin was dark and looked strong and powerful. He was now on a small boat, and his boat looked a bit like the half-cargo and half-carrying ship in "Along the River During the Qingming Festival". Even in modern scenic spots, there is no such ship.

People in ancient costumes and boats that only exist in ancient paintings, Liu Shengyue was stunned for a moment. The sea and Pegasus seemed to be a dream. She couldn't tell whether her heart was cold or her body was colder. She didn't know how to speak, as if the voice had disappeared.

Seeing that he was silent, the man who had picked him up rubbed his hands and looked into the cabin. After a while, a woman with a floral cloth bag and a thorny hairpin skirt came from the corridor next to her. The woman was holding a pottery bowl in her hand, and steaming in the bowl, she came over to hand the bowl to the man, and then quietly turned the stern of the boat.

The black and thin man came over with a bowl and handed it to Liu Shengyue: "Brother, come on, drink a bowl of ginger soup. It's a big deal to fall into the river in the early spring."

Liu Shengyue was indeed cold, so he calmed down and thanked him. He took the ginger soup and took a sip. The temperature was just right, so he stopped caring about the spicy food in his mouth. He closed his eyes and drank it in one sip. The spicy stimulation rushed straight to his nose, making his tears come out, and the chill on his body finally calmed down.

The man smiled and patted his back, saying, "Don't worry, don't worry, how can you drink ginger soup be so anxious."

Liu Shengyue rubbed the corners of her eyes, finally recovered a little, and bowed to the man with his fists: "Thank you, benefactor, please accept my blessing."

Liu Shengyue bowed sincerely to thank others and bowed to the end. The man hurriedly helped him up: "You are kind, I'm a boatman who often walks through the waterway. When he meets a drowning person, he will also help him accumulate virtue. You don't have to be kind."

Having said that, Liu Shengyue should be grateful and thanked again.

The ship was sailing on a muddy river at this time. The river channel was quite wide and it was estimated that it was at least ten meters. The boat was coming and going on the river channel, which was very busy. The water and grass were overgrown on both sides of the river channel, dense reeds, and the environment was very good. A piece of plastic products could not be seen. It was indeed a journey.

Liu Shengyue knew it and couldn't explain what she was in the mood at the moment. In short, it wouldn't be excited, but happy is. The biggest difficulty in life is survival. As long as you live, no matter where you are, you cannot get rid of the problem of survival. Survival is always better than a strange environment in a familiar environment, and it is just that you don't know time and space.

Speaking of time and space, Liu Shengyue suppressed his thoughts and spoke to his savior: "When Liu Shengyue is here, I don't know what the benefactor is called?"

The boatman said cheerfully: "It turns out that it is Brother Liu, with a surname from Dong, the president of the family. On the dock, the boat owner often calls him Dong Da. If Brother Liu doesn't dislike him, he can call him like this."

Liu Shengyue bowed with fists, respected him and asked, "Dare you ask Brother Dong, where is your ship going?"

Dong Dadao: "Go to Tokyo City, where is Brother Liu?"

Tokyo City?!

Liu Shengyue widened her eyes. Is it the Tokyo city he knew?

I couldn't help but turn my head and look around. If the Tokyo city he knew had such a wide river of muddy waters, it would have been-

"Since you are heading to Tokyo City, is this river Wuzhang River?"

Liu Shengyue asked, her heart pounding. Dong Da didn't know his nervousness and said, "It's Wuzhanghe."

Liu Shengyue smiled bitterly. If there was a Tokyo city called Wuzhanghe nearby, there would be only one, Tokyo Kaifeng Prefecture, the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty. Wuzhanghe was responsible for the military food transportation capacity of the seventeen prefectures in Tokyo before the middle of the Northern Song Dynasty. The river channel was very busy. Until the middle of the middle, due to the silt accumulation of the river channel and the transportation capacity was greatly reduced, the transportation transportation of the Wuzhanghe slowly decreased, and it was not until the Jin soldiers abandoned it after they entered the capital.

Looking at the busy scene of boats coming and going on the river, the smooth and smooth flowing, it should be less than the middle and middle stages, but I don’t know which year it was in the early stage. The early stage is always better than the middle and late stages.

Liu Shengyue felt a little relieved and thought about optimism. At least he had to go through the time and space he knew, rather than real darkness and thinking about the bad things, that was that he had no money and no things in his body. However, the most important thing was that people were alive, just live, and only when they were alive could they have everything.

Liu Shengyue immediately said: "I accidentally fell into the water while rushing to the road and floated on the river all night. I didn't expect that I had floated so far. Thank you Brother Dong for helping me. If it weren't for Brother Dong, I would have been buried in the belly of a fish... Ah sneezing!"

Liu Shengyue was still wearing wet clothes, and stood and said a few words. She couldn't help but sneeze. Dong Da scratched his head and said apologetically: "If Brother Liu doesn't dislike it, you can go to the cabin to take off the wet clothes and ask the family to dry it for you. In this weather, if you wear wet clothes, the cold will be so cold."

Indeed, in ancient times, medical conditions were limited, and now he had no money to buy medicine, so he could not be careless.

Liu Shengyue bowed: "I'm sorry, Brother Dong."

"It's okay, please come with me."

Liu Shengyue followed him to the cabin behind. The cabin was very narrow. There was a thick layer of straw mat on the board, a simple bedding, and a smell of sweat that seemed to be a place where Dong Da would rest on weekdays. At this time, a pot of steaming water was placed in the small cabin.

Liu Shengyue paused and Dong Da said, "This is hot water burned by a certain family. The Wuzhang River is muddy. I guess the guy is not feeling well. Let's deal with it first. After entering Tokyo City, find a bathhouse to wash it thoroughly."

"Thank you, Brother Dong, please send your gratitude to Mrs. Dong. Because I fell into the water, I am now in no place..."

Liu Shengyue was both grateful and embarrassed. Dong smiled and waved his hand and interrupted him: "Brother Liu, you have to be polite. It's not worth it. When you go out, you will inevitably encounter difficulties. You may as well do it. You may as well go and wash it first, don't catch the wind and cold."

Liu Shengyue focused on the key points. It would be useless to say too much gratitude. His words would be a little pale after all. The future is long. As long as he lives, he will always have a chance to repay him.

He comforted himself in his heart, took off his wet clothes and handed them to Dong Da, who took them out for his wife to dry them.

Scrub yourself quickly, and Liu Shengyue didn't care too much. After drying the water on her body, she sat on the straw mat, wrapped her quilt with a sweaty smell tightly, put her right hand on her knees, and slowly put her left hand on her, trying to listen to her pulse-

The pulse is floating and tight, and there are exterior symptoms of wind and cold invasion.

This is not the point, the point is that Liu Shengyue is not a doctor at all, he clearly studies history.
Chapter completed!