I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 211 The Painter Meets the Immortal
Yuan Danqiu held a large fish with great satisfaction.

He happily told Taibai, "This fish must weigh five pounds."

They couldn't eat that many fish. The small fish were thrown back into the river, and the big fish spoiled after a couple of days. Yuan Danqiu held onto them for a while, but reluctantly sold them to the other passengers on the boat.

In the short time that followed, another scholar caught a fish.

In just a short while, one person after another caught a fish.

This situation even piqued the curiosity of the boatmen watching the commotion. Why were the fish suddenly so easy to catch?
Some people went to report to the boatman, while others dragged their sleeping relatives and friends over, insisting on coming to see. The vendors selling fishing rods outside were all overjoyed.

Jiang She seemed oblivious.

As the group drank, he specially set out a small bowl for the cat, filling it with fish and fish soup.

Slowly sip the fish soup and eat some fish.

Then dip the flatbread in the delicious soup and eat it together.

It tastes delicious.

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In the largest and best cabin on the ship.

Chen Hong was woken up by the noise.

Upon receiving news from home that his grandfather had passed away, he rushed back to his hometown to observe the mourning period.

The journey from Chang'an to Kuaiji was too long, and the carriage would take an unknown amount of time. The ride was swaying and bumpy, and he felt dizzy and nauseous, so he had to take the waterway instead.

I closed my eyes and dozed off for a while, but it got noisier and noisier outside.

Chen Hong tossed and turned in bed for a while, listening to the noisy sounds outside, but still couldn't fall asleep.

He rubbed his head, frowned, sat up from the bed, and put on a plain robe.

Pulling back the curtain, Chen Hong asked Yu Qing, who was on night watch.

"What's going on outside? Why is there such a commotion?"

The servant had already heard those people's voices. If he hadn't had to keep watch for his master, he would have joined them in the fun long ago.

"I heard that for some reason, a lot of fish suddenly appeared on the riverbank, and the people on the boats are busy fishing."

The servant asked, "Should I tell them to keep things quiet?"

Chen Hong was surprised.

"fish?"

When the young master asked, the servant immediately became interested in talking.

"There are suddenly so many fish in the river. I just looked down and shone a light on them, and I could see that the area around the boats was teeming with them."

"Many fish are smart. I heard that some big fish are so clever that they can avoid the hook and you can't catch them no matter how you try."

Chen Hong was curious.

"Why are there suddenly so many fish?"

The servant had no idea. "Would you like to come with me to take a look, young master?"

Chen Hong yawned and rubbed his head.

"Let's go."

With all this noise outside, he couldn't sleep.

Carrying a lantern, Chen Hong walked out, and his servants asked the surrounding passengers to make way. Dressed in plain clothes, Chen Hong looked thinner because he could not eat meat. He shone the lantern on his face and gazed at the river.

It was indeed a dark, dense mass.

"There are so many fish..."

The servant nodded, "There are even more than I just saw. Where did all these fish come from? I'll go ask the ship owner."

Chen Hong stood by the river.

He could also hear the voices of the anglers nearby.

"That big fish was really strange. The hook was right in front of it, but it just wouldn't bite, as if it could see it."

"Don't be surprised, that fish is no smaller than those others."

"Tonight is really strange. I was initially impressed when that young master caught a big fish, but now it seems there might be something special about this river..."

"The fish I caught today are enough to eat for several days..."

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Chen Hong called to his servants.

"There's no need to go."

"Lang Jun?"

Since Chen Hong saw immortals during the Fengshan ceremony and witnessed a deity descending to earth while dotting the eyes of a person's eyes with his brush, he had come to believe in such supernatural tales. He smiled but did not explain to his servant.

Smell the smell in the air.

Chen Hong exclaimed, "This is fine wine!"

He went up and asked the scholars for directions. He followed them and found himself in front of several people who were drinking and eating at a table. The aroma of the food was enticing.

The passengers on the boat, and even the people on other moored boats, were busy fishing.

These men, however, were drinking and laughing, seemingly unmoved by the fish.

"What a huge pot of fish soup."

Chen Hong walked over, looked at them, and said with a smile, "Enjoying wine in the breeze, you gentlemen are truly delightful."

"Would you like a drink?" Jiang She asked.

Chen Hong shook his head, pointed to his clothes, and declined with a smile, "I don't need to. My grandfather passed away not long ago, and I am still in mourning."

He sat down and looked at the group.

"Aren't you guys going fishing?"

Jiang She looked into the pot. According to the cook, it was the largest pot on the boat, barely enough to hold the big fish.

"This is enough to eat."

Chen Hong put the lamp aside and smelled the aroma of wine and fish wafting through the air.

This is truly a rare and excellent wine.

He said, "It's better not to go. In my opinion, there's something fishy about how this fish came about."

Zhang Guolao asked with interest.

"How to say it?"

Chen Hong looked out at the wide, flat river.

A gentle breeze blows, the bright moon shines over a thousand miles, and frost covers the river. It brings a sense of peace and tranquility to both body and mind.

He did not reveal his experience of accompanying the emperor on the Fengshan ceremony, but instead said:
“I’ve traveled this waterway before. There’s always a constant flow of boats at this ferry crossing. Logically, the fish should have been scared away long ago, so how could so many have been caught?”

"It's probably somewhat mystical."

Beside him, Shui Jun Ao Bai also looked over with a smile.

"Then what do you think?"

Chen Hong pondered for a moment; how would he know? However, these people before him were inferior to him; after all, he himself had personally witnessed immortals.

Chen Hong made one up.

"Perhaps the Dragon King of the river is traveling, and these shrimp, crabs and fish are following to protect him."

Ao Bai smiled upon hearing this.

Chen Hong actually felt that these people didn't quite believe him.

Smelling the alcohol, he said again:

“I have heard that many famous mountains and rivers are guarded by gods. This canal, for example, was built by human hands, but after hundreds of years, it may have been inhabited by gods.”

"Now that things are like this, maybe a dragon has emerged from the water. I must say, the night breeze is quite refreshing."

Jiang She picked up his wine cup and looked at him with a smile.

“What you say makes sense, my lord.”

The air was filled with the smell of alcohol, and although Chen Hong hadn't drunk any alcohol, he felt a little tipsy.

His clothes were too tight and uncomfortable, so he tugged at the collar.

Chen Hong sat cross-legged, surrounded by immortals, mountain gods, water deities, cultivators, poets, and Taoist priests.

The night wind blew incessantly, carrying the scent of alcohol that seemed to sway the surface of the river.

He gradually became drunk.

Chen Hong's clothes were somewhat disheveled.

His servants, following their master's orders, had already gone far away to join the fishermen and didn't notice their master.

The artist, with a lisp, said:
"That makes sense."

“In recent years, the sage has also summoned many virtuous people to inquire about matters of ghosts and spirits. I have met several of them and discussed things with them, and I have benefited a lot.”

"Besides, I have also seen immortals."

"Isn't it only natural that you should know about such trivial matters?"

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)