'I asked the East Sea where the tide originated from. I would rather not breathe in the sky, and I would go to the moon and lose money. I was furious in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the heroic sounded in the middle of the night. The clouds gathered together, and the snow-capped mountains were sailing. The sea was thunder gathered, and the waterfalls in the middle of the river were scattered.

The giant defense has been in continuous earthquakes, and the oars are watching the wind. They are dancing like dragons fighting, and they are running like rain and hail. They come to know the faith of the eternal times, and they are returning to see the smooth rivers. The power to break the waves is hard to defeat, and the power to drive the mountains is combined. Wu Xu's spirit is not lost, and he is based on this.

Showing fame.' A poem by Fan Zhongyan tells the power of the Qianjiang River tide.

Today is August 18th, Qiantang’s best tide viewing day. From temple to Liuhe Pagoda, the riverside stretches for more than 30 miles is covered with colorful sheds tied up for tide viewing, and the curtains are watched.

Even a free place to sit in can’t be found. Watching the tide has become an organized, large-scale, and indispensable folk entertainment activity for all the people in Hangzhou.

Zhao Qi sat in the colorful shed, looking out at the sea gate, a silver line-like tide head, connecting the sky, like ten thousand white horses running. People watched the tide from afar, like thousands of jades flying in the sky, and listened from afar

Thousands of troops are rushing to the sky, the silver waves can swallow the sky, and the snow waves can quickly run towards people. The tide is like the snow ridge of Yucheng, the sound is like spring thunder rolling, and millions of layers of blue waves roll everywhere, and the tide is colliding with each other

, unstoppable.

"What a momentum, so spectacular." Seeing the tide at the forefront like a meter-high "clade" pushed forward with a roar of thunder, Zhao Qi couldn't help but applaud and was extremely excited.

"Yes, the first time I saw this tide was many years ago. I was so ashamed that I was so scared that my legs and feet were weak and I couldn't move for a long time, but I was not as calm as the prince." Hangzhou magistrate Cai Jing helped Zhao Qi sit down.

, said with great care, peeling an orange with his own hands and sending it to him.

"Brother Cai, you're polite." Zhao Qi nodded and took the orange, tear off a petal and put it in his mouth, thinking that this kid has really inherited Lao Cai's good dna. He bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong. He flatters and flatters and teaches himself. He is really a good person.

A good boy from a treacherous minister.

Cai Jing is from Cai Jing, and ranks ninth among their generation. Everyone calls him Cai Jiu. This kid is very smart and smart. He looks very good at the young style of Old Cai. He has been a Jinshi (No

Excluding his father's operation in it), he spent several years in the Shangshu Province and received 'provocation' from his superiors. He was parachuted to Hangzhou as the prefect of the prefecture, which is equivalent to a high-ranking official at the municipal level.

This kind of big prefecture was held by important officials who had served as the prime minister, and he was promoted to him in an extraordinary way. Hangzhou Prefecture is Cai Jing's hometown. He has returned here to retire several times. Letting Cai Jiu be the governor of the country is considered as a guard.

The last line of defense is here, Lao Cai thinks to retire in the future, and there are people around him to take care of him

Others go back to their hometown to become officials, thinking that they will benefit the countryside. They want to go home to seek protection from their relatives and tribesmen. This is how tyrants like Saddam and Gaddafi do it. They value and promote their hometown people, and do

Good welfare, it is better to build than the capital. It is the base area that Lao Cai had not yet made a fortune. He had just arrived at the deputy department level and repaired the seawall several times in his hometown. But Cai Jiu didn't think so, so he could play.

After carrying a gun, the mouse carried a gun and took the tricks he learned in the capital back to his hometown to practice. When the villagers mentioned Cai Jiu, they all raised their middle fingers.

"This Wu Zixu has a very strong temper. It has been a thousand years, and it can still cause such a big storm," Zhao Xin said as he looked at the rage and slapped the shore.

"Haha, it's just a ghost and a god. Who in the world has such power to move mountains and fill the seas, let alone a dead person. Wu Zixu's tide is just everyone's love for loyal and righteous people, and his retribution for his death

It's just unfair," Zhao Xiao said with a smile.

"Yes, the prince is very proud of it. They are all fools who make ghosts and use this to make trouble." Cai Jiumei smiled and brought a cup of tea to let the prince rinse his mouth, "Your Majesty, look, those trendiest people are flying in the water. If there were ghosts and gods, they would have been taken away long ago.

go"

Zhao Qi looked along Cai Jiu's finger and saw hundreds of people on the tide, all of whom were disheveled. They rushed up quickly and violently. The bigger the tide, the more they were, the more they were happy.

They sometimes use their hands or feet to step on water, walking through the huge zodiac signs, holding big or small flags, and sometimes holding red and green cool umbrellas, floating on the tide surface, and leaping into a variety of changes. Some people who play with the trend,

Use hands and feet together, hold five small flags to float on the tide and tease.

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Its speed, strength, courage, and thrilling are even better than surfing in the modern world with empty-handed pedals.

"Master Cai, this is very dangerous. Why doesn't the government stop it?" Zhao Qi was shocked. In modern society, the government must dispatch personnel to set up a cordon every year to persuade people in dangerous areas, but even so

There are also frequent reports of dead people.

"Prince, at this time of year, we will also send people to ban the tide. Isn't the prince here this year? Thinking that there is nothing worth watching in our small place, I let go and let these folks enjoy the prince and have fun with the prince.

Cai Jiu explained with a smile.

"Wouldn't an accident be a big shame? I'd like to ask the prefect Cai to order them to get ashore?" Zhao Qi held back his anger and said. Cai Jiu was really strong enough. In order to win a smile, he actually spared no effort to let those trendmen take risks.

"Yes, yes, what the prince said is, the subordinates ordered people to recruit them immediately." Cai Jiu curled his lips and said, "I asked them to go into the water to make you happy, but you pretended to be serious. It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin.

Cai Jiu complained about the hearts of the people and ordered people to go to the dike to recruit people ashore.

The spectacular tide quickly disappeared from sight. Zhao Jie and Cai Jiu went home. After arriving in Hangzhou, Cai Jiu arranged Zhao Jie in his own manor in Phoenix Mountain. From this point of view, he was more enthusiastic than Zhu Jie's boy.

After he came, Cai Jiu also returned to the manor to live. He was very attentive to serve tea and water, which made Zhao Qi very embarrassed. He also attacked him for a moment, and was very distressed.

Every time he went out, Cai Jiu would go in and out with the prince, but today the prince treated his kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, which made him very upset. When he reached the fork in the road, the two parted ways. One went back to the government office, and the other went to West Lake to find the White Snake and taste it.

West Lake Fish With Vinegar Sauce.

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"Cai Hu asked someone to kill him." Zhao Qi sat down in the restaurant. After tasting Longjing, the vinegar fish had not yet been served. As soon as he talked about the drizzle, Xu Xian opened his umbrella to hide the rain for Bai Snake, and then he heard the restaurant.

Suddenly, someone ran up and shouted loudly.

"Who is Cai Hu?" Zhao Qi looked at the people running around and told each other, and asked the waiter curiously with a lot of discussion.

"The guest official is from another place, Cai Hu is the governor of this prefect Cai Jiu and Cai Xiang," the waiter said quickly.

"?" Zhao Qi was shocked, a little bit bad. He and Cai Jiu broke up and were killed in just half an hour?

"Yes, the city has spread all over the city now. Just when he arrived at the government office, a righteous man suddenly stepped forward and stabbed Cai Hu a few times..." The waiter was still showing off, but suddenly he sat around him.

More than a dozen people pulled out their knives, surrounded them, and immediately stopped their mouths.

"Prince, Prince, do it?" Huang Jingchen was stunned when he saw the prince, shook him down and asked.

"Go to the government office immediately to check the situation." Zhao Qi was in a state of mind at this time. He just thought that Cai Jiu was dead or alive, and his mind was running quickly, analyzing the possible situation. This was too strange. He broke up with him just now.

I encountered an assassination, by chance, by rushing, or trying to frame it.

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"Prince, the matter is not clear yet. Should you slow down? Let's check the situation first?" Huang Jingchen stopped the prince and said.

"No, Cai Jiu was assassinated, both public and private, and they must go." Zhao Qi waved his hand to refuse. Now that the assassination of the prefect was assassinated, it was another day of great tide. The city was crowded with people and the news spread quickly. He was worried that someone would take the opportunity to cause trouble.

"If you want to live for a long time, don't talk nonsense." Zhao Xin threw the little silver to Xiao Er, glared at him and said, turning around and following to protect the prince downstairs.

"My mother, prince, this is 'King of Hell'." The waiter saw a group of people downstairs surrounding the boy who was chatting and laughing just now riding a horse and leaving, and then he exhaled and said in surprise, feeling like he was escaping from death, but he also

It is impossible to associate the legendary prince with green face and fangs with this handsome boy.

Before Zhao Qiong and others arrived at the place, they saw countless people who received the news surrounded the government office. The soldiers of the government arrived and drove away the crowd. He didn't care much now and ordered his personal guards to attack and forcefully

Crushing out a path from the crowd to the front of the government office. The ground was in a mess, throwing the prefect's travel ceremonies and weapons, as well as pools of blood. The yamen runners formed a circle to prevent people from approaching, and Zhao Xin and others were even more nervous

Tuantuan surrounded the prince in the middle. The situation is unclear now. Is there only one assassin? There are still accomplices. There are so many people now, and it is impossible to distinguish clearly for a while.

"Is the assassin arrested me like Cai?" Zhao Qiong revealed his identity and came to the government office. Without waiting for the yamen runners to ask, he pulled someone over and asked.

"Report to the prince, Priest Cai is treating him, and the assassin has been captured." The yamen runner quickly replied.

Zhao Qi stopped talking nonsense and led the people into the door of the mansion. The lobby of the mansion has now become an ambulance center. More than a dozen yamen runners were grinning, and several doctors were busy bandaging their wounds.

There were three or four lying beside him, with clothes covered on his face, probably they were killed.

An official saw the prince arrive and led him to the side hall. A group of people were working around him. Needless to ask, it must be Cai Jiu. Zhao Qi came up to him and took a look. The boy was gone, and the assassin was there.

He stabbed several times, and the most powerful one was his neck, which probably hurt his carotid artery. With the medical conditions of this era, he could not transfusion or vascular anastomosis, so he couldn't last long.
Chapter completed!