Starting from the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, Qianzhai's servants avoided Qian Yuan with a gloomy face when walking. Although his young master has always been gentle and kind at home, he treats his servants very favorably, but with a stern face... a chill unconsciously arises from the bottom of his heart.

In the side hall, Qian Yuan rarely showed a gentle smile. He held a teacup in one hand and a horse whip in the other, "Which route did you come back?"

Yang Wen shuddered and followed this man for many years, so he naturally knew that Qian Yuan's big scolding might not be a bad thing, but his smile on his face... it must not be a good thing.

"Um?"

"Are you dumb?"

"Or the wings are hard?"

Yang Wen, who came back to his senses, quickly responded: "Young master, the young man came by boat from Fenghua River. He got off the boat ten miles away from the city and came on horses."

"That should have entered the city through the new city gate?"

"yes."

"Did you see the porridge shed outside?"

"See it."

"I know who set it up?"

Yang Wen shrank back and smiled dryly and tentatively said, "It's not the Zhou family, right?"

"Oh, it's quite smart!" Qian Yuan put down the teacup and tried to wave the whip. He found that it was not enough, so he stood up and took two steps. "In June, Wang Zhi came to surrender, and Tang Jingchuan recruited personnel to start a city for trading. On the second day, I had handed over the list, which means that he had tried back and forth and planned secretly. As a result, you finally told me... he was lost!"

"You said yourself, you should have received a few whips... Of course, your Yang Yunjiang is now a guerrilla general, no longer a guard of my Qian family, so it is natural that you refuse!"

A month ago, Qian Yuan decided to resolve the issue before New Year's Eve and ordered Yang Wen and Tan Qizhi to join forces to wipe out the smuggling fleet headed by the Wu family in Fenghua.

As a result, the return fleet sailed into Zhoushan Port safely. Qian Yuan received the report, and Yang Wen and Tan Qizhi were lost.

Although it is difficult to find the opponent's trace without radar in the vast ocean, does the opponent have a definite return route? And has a definite destination? This will make Qian Yuan very angry.

The Zhou family was so happy that they set up a porridge shed like a man... Zhenhai has set up a city to trade? Now the population has increased dramatically? The Beggars' Sect may have the idea of ​​moving the headquarter here.

Qian Yuan scolded her head and Yang Wen was relieved? He knelt on one knee with dejected eyes and listened honestly, and was whipped twice and pretended to scream.

"who?!"

Seeing the figure flashing at the door? Qian Yuan was furious? He threw the whip in his hand, "Who dares to peek?!"

"Ouch..."

"Crazy..."

Qingwen, who was hit by her head, covered her forehead with tears in her eyes, and there were broken tea cups beside her feet. Yang Wen turned around nervously and glanced at her. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Isn't Zhou Ze the person being scolded? What are you doing?" Qian Yuan said angrily: "Okay, okay, I'll send a message out later and let Zhou Ze come back and be beaten!"

Qingwen pouted and muttered, "Sister Xiren asked me to come..."

"She is scheming and treats you as a gun." Qian Yuan cursed, "Who is the guard outside?"

Liang Sheng came in with a bitter face? He knelt on one knee on the ground. Did he know the inside story? Seeing that the young master was so angry, he sent a letter to Xiren to the backyard? Yang Wen and Xiren are a couple, and they have already started discussing their wedding dates.

"You go get ten sticks? Qingwen deducts half a year's monthly money." Qian Yuan turned around and kicked Yang Wen? "This time I've lost such a big face for the young master? He actually has the face to ask someone to express his love!"

Qingwen and Liang Sheng withdrew from Hu, and Yang Wencai whispered: "Young Master, they are really lucky this time. It happened to be the northwest wind... Their route was off. When Tan Qizhi found the traces, the fleet entered Zhoushan Port."

"Get up and talk." Qian Yuan snorted, "Why don't you put more eyeliners on such a big deal?"

"Young Master, it's Tan Qizhi's business to look at him." Yang Wen looked at him with grievance.

Qian Yuan leaned out of the door and cursed in a low voice: "Don't you know, others don't know, you are my legitimate uncle. Do you want the young master to scold him or beat him?"

Yang Wen was speechless and said for a while: "Anyway, they were all copied in the future, so it would be okay to let them earn more."

"I feel sorry for that little money?!" Qian Yuan was so angry that he kicked him again!

It is now New Year's Eve, and Wu Baipeng left Hangzhou on the same day to serve as the governor of Fujian. He had already written to the court to request the transfer of Zhejiang Deputy General Qi Jiguang to lead his troops south to Fujian to pacify the Japanese.

In other words, it is very likely that Qi Jiguang will go south soon after the New Year, and Lu Bin, the Tai general stationed in Taizhou, will move north to Ningbo, and this time, the troops that Qian Yuan can mobilize immediately will have a vacuum period for a period of time.

Something may not happen.

But something may not happen.

Qian Yuan has never fought an unprepared battle. He has been preparing for this battle for at least two years. After planning for a long time, how could he take such a risk at the most critical moment?

"Young Master, what should I do?" Yang Wen whispered: "Or...just..."

Seeing Yang Wen making a throat-cutting gesture, Qian Yuan sneered and said, "I am not going to publicly publicly... In the name of smuggling and going to sea, there is no real evidence to search for the Southeastern big households. Do you think the Censorate impeached the young master? I don't have enough memorials?"

After pausing, Qian Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Let them live longer, and send a few people to the Xiangshan Mountain to see if they will go to sea after the New Year, but I will not be allowed to order them and do not take action."

Qian Yuan’s year is not very happy, but the Zhou family, which is just three streets, is full of joy.

The fleet arrived in Nanyang smoothly, and the goods were sold at high prices, and they brought back new goods such as blankets, making a lot of profits from one return to another. Zhou Fu was relieved of the pressure on his shoulders and a satisfied smile on his face.

The second son got married three days ago and took the young daughter of Liu Juren in the county, and the two happinesses are coming.

"Brother, congratulations." Zhou Feng came over with a smile, "I just heard about it. The gift to my daughter-in-law... Tsk, it's a big deal!"

Zhou Fu whispered: "Stop going out and talk nonsense."

"Don't worry, brother, I won't say it out." Zhou Feng said, "I haven't seen such a red coral tree for many years. I'm afraid I'll be sent to Beijing to offer it to the palace a few decades ago."

Zhou Fu smiled reservedly, "Now that the sea trade is booming, these objects are no longer rare things."

"Brother, the Liu family came to send New Year gifts yesterday and asked when another batch would be left after the New Year." Zhou Feng said relaxedly: "I asked this trip carefully. Pingping An An, no leak was found. Fujian was in trouble, but I dared not robbery at will at sea."

"Why is that guy Wang Zhi so well-behaved..." Zhou Fu was a little confused, "I'm used to eating meat, but I've actually changed from eating vegetarian food. Want to be a monk?"

"Hey, who knows!" Zhou Feng laughed and said, "Xu Hai has been a monk, but he kills people like numb and never eats vegetarian food!"

Zhou Fu thought for a moment and hesitated: "Second brother, I still want to go to Hou Tao Mountain... After all, there is a clear road here, so why bother to sneak in? The government office may not be allowed to leave after the New Year."

"That's the reason, but the problem is..." Zhou Feng smiled bitterly: "Our eight families have always been advancing and retreating together over the years. I'm afraid they will not agree. At least the Wu family in Fenghua will definitely not..."

Zhou Fu also smacked his lips, wanting the Wu family to bow to Wang Zhi, but he can't even think about it. He had been fighting several times back then, and the head of the Wu family had a son and a grandson.

Zhou Feng lowered his voice and added: "Besides, if the eight families fall apart and go their own way, what if something happens to the Wu family's fleet..."

Zhou Fu shivered, right, if he went to sea to pay taxes and silver on Ming Road, and the Wu family fleet was arrested for smuggling, I was afraid that the Wu family would suspect him, and that family... has always been unreasonable, and killing and robbing people is common.

After sighing in his heart, Zhou Fu decided not to consider going to the government office to apply for the release of official documents. This road is a dead end, and he cannot walk even if he can go through it.
Chapter completed!