"Ah, I'm entangled in mundane affairs, please excuse me. I must take my leave, I must take my leave first."
Zhang Fusi drank all the wine in his cup, showed the bottom of the cup, then gently placed it down and turned to leave.
As soon as Zhang Fusi left, the guests in the room called the boatman of the Huaboat: "Captain Ding, move this Huaboat closer to the Yunmo Theater, move as close as possible."
"A pavilion near water gets the moon first."
The guests chatted among themselves, making Ding, the boatman, feel a bit troubled.
He said bitterly, "Dear bosses, the Huaboat has already anchored. To weigh anchor again simply means using some manpower, but the river is crowded with boats. If we try to get the Eight Immortals Huaboat to the shore, it might scrape or collide with other boats."
"Just move the boat as told, at the end of the day, you're worried that your boat will get damaged. Just move it; I'll cover the repair costs for any damage."
