Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 32: Portrait and Cultivation of Luo Kedi
Yang Yuan hurriedly left the "Shuiyunjian" restaurant and headed for Qiantang Gate on the bank of West Lake.

He often went to various places in Lin'an to deliver "calls" and knew the locations of various water and land ports.

There is a ferry outside Qiantang Gate.

Yang Yuan planned to rent a small boat there and return to Houshi Street as soon as possible.

After arriving at Houshi Street, we rented a fast horse from Lujia Mule and Horse Shop and went to Fuchun.

He had to remove the first bomb from Dan Niang first.

When he arrived outside Qiantang Gate, Yang Yuan looked around for the ferry boat.

In a small pavilion on the shore, an old man with white hair and beard was fishing.

There were a dozen anglers scattered along the lakeshore, and this pavilion had the best location.

Here you don't need to wear a bamboo hat, so you don't have to worry about being exposed to the sun.

There was a stone table in the pavilion, and beside the table there was a man in his thirties, drawing something with a pen.

A burly old man with hair as white as frost sat on the bench in the pavilion, with his fishing rod stuck on the railing.

An old white cat lay lazily at his feet.

The old man was too lazy to put the small fish he caught into the fish basket, so he threw them to the old cat.

The old cat was probably full and just stared at the fish jumping.
Once the fish jumps far away, it will quickly stretch out its claws and pull it back.

The old man walked leisurely in the wind and said in a leisurely voice: "Ke Di, don't be impatient, do you know why I asked you to draw your portrait?
The human heart is pure, and when the mind is calm, it is naturally clear. This image is the cultivation of the mind.

Let your body and mind focus on your pen, and cultivate your character little by little..."

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "You are already a palace guard at such a young age. Won't you be promoted to a higher position in the future?
This character must be tempered, otherwise, if it continues to rise, it will easily cause trouble. "

“Actually, I have a pretty good temper.”

The man called Ke Di smiled shyly, with a hint of simplicity and honesty on his heroic face.

This man's surname is Luo, and his name is Luo Ke Di.

The highest commanding sequence of the Imperial Guards consists of eight people. The Palace Guard Yuhou is in the commanding sequence of the Palace Guards.
He was second only to the commander-in-chief of the Three Yamen, the commander-in-chief of the Palace Front and the deputy commander-in-chief of the Palace Front.

Although he was only a fifth-rank military officer, his authority was extremely great.

It is truly remarkable that Rock, who is only in his thirties, has already risen to such a high position in the Imperial Guards.

However, this person has a strange personality and is usually very easy to talk to.

Good, good, yes, yes, right, right, right has become his catchphrase.

He doesn't look like a man who has made many military achievements at a young age and became a senior general of the imperial guards.

But... don't irritate him.

If he gets angry, no one can stop him.

The problem is that no one knows what words or actions will make him angry.

It was precisely because of his bad temper that he was pulled over by the old man and kept by his side.

While the old man was fishing, he sketched his figure beside him, calling it self-cultivation.

The old man rolled his eyes in disdain at his answer.

But when he turned his eyes, he saw Yang Yuan standing on the dock and looking around.

The old man was very happy and waved in a loud voice, "Erlang Erlang, here, here!" Yang Yuan heard the call, looked carefully, then walked down from the dock and walked towards the pavilion.

"Ha, so it's you, old man from our family. You're fishing here again. How's your catch today?"

The old man is fishing here. He often doesn't want to leave at noon, so he orders some "suohuan" to fill his stomach.

Yang Yuan had sent him gifts several times before, and since they knew each other had the same surname, Yang, they became more familiar with each other.

Yang Yuan pulled up the fish basket that was sinking by the water without hesitation, took a look, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's not in vain today, I caught quite a few fish."

Old Man Yang said proudly: "Of all the fishermen in this area, I have the best luck."

As he spoke, he picked up the fishing rod, put the bait on again, swung the fishing rod violently, and the pulley spun rapidly.

When the fish hook entered the water, Old Man Yang clamped the pulley and stuck the fishing rod back on the railing.

Fishing rods in the Song Dynasty already had pulley devices. Yang Yuan was also surprised when he saw them for the first time.

Yang Yuan walked across the pavilion and sat on the railing.

The old cat played with the little fish to death, then jumped onto the seat and lay down on the heated seat, lying on its belly, squinting its eyes comfortably.

There is a patch of black hair on the white cat's belly.

Yang Yuan stroked the old cat and said with a smile, "Uncle Yang, luckily your cat's belly is black, otherwise, I'm afraid it would have been snatched away by someone, right?"

When Old Man Yang heard this, he immediately became furious: "Of course, I have been fishing these days and there are always people coming to see my cat!
Damn it, just because the long-legged guy lost a broken cat, is the whole Lin'an city going to flatter him?

"They all boasted that 'the one who was called out as a good man outside the Donghua Gate', bah! Shameless broken-backed dogs."

The "long-legged man" that Old Man Yang was referring to was Qin Hui.

Qin Hui's family background was very ordinary.

When he was studying at the Imperial College, in order to borrow books from his classmates, he often helped them run errands and do miscellaneous tasks, so his classmates gave him the nickname "Qin Changjiao".

Yang Yuan looked around quickly and reminded him, "Uncle Yang, keep your voice down. If someone reports you, you will be arrested and beaten by the government."

Luo Kedi, who was sketching the portrait, also stopped writing and looked up, saying, "Yes, you have a loud voice, so you should be more restrained in your words to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Old Man Yang said angrily, "Shut up! If you weren't such a quick-tempered firecracker, I wouldn't know how much less worry I would have to worry about. Why are you still here to lecture me?"

"Okay, okay, you are right."

Luo Ke Di agreed with a smile, then lowered his head and continued to paint.

Yang Yuan looked at Luo Kedi and whispered to Old Man Yang, "Your nephew?"

Old man Yang answered casually: "A junior."

He paused and continued to complain: "Now, even Lin'an Prefecture has issued a notice to find a cat for the long-legged man!
What a disgrace! Nowadays, only the three imperial guards ignored him, which was considered to be a little respectable for the court.
Otherwise, the imperial court would lose all its dignity, and even its loincloth would be stripped off.”

Yang Yuan laughed and said, "If I were the commander of the Three Yamen Imperial Guards, I would definitely join in the fun and arrange for the Three Yamen Imperial Guards to help him find the cat!

Not only will I send out the imperial guards in the barracks, I will also mobilize most of the officers and soldiers guarding the palace and send them all to look for the cat."

When Old Man Yang heard this, he was immediately displeased, and he spat fiercely, staring at Yang Yuan and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a flatterer!

Get lost! Don't say your last name is Yang anymore. We don't have people like you who are embarrassing us in our Yang family."

"No."

Yang Yuan said with a smile: "Uncle Yang, do you think I am just trying to flatter him? Can't I just... flatter him?"

(End of this chapter)