The two guards pushed open the door with force, and more than a hundred guards were divided into two rows of people, with a solemn expression, with swords around their waists, and several carriages slowly drove out, heading towards the dock along the street.

Qian Yuan and Xiaoqi bid farewell to Tan in the main hall, and slowly walked out of the mansion. The door was silent and the guards stood solemnly. Occasionally, you could hear the neighing of mules and horses.

Although Qian Yuan had already released the news and did not need to say goodbye, the official rules must be followed.

There was a government office in front of the government office, and the minor officials from the county office led the way. Qian Yuan went to the government office and the county office one after another, and left Tang Shunzhi and Sun with wine.

"I will not let you down, and I will be worthy of the people." Tang Shunzhi gave face today and did not habitually scold him at the last moment.

"Abide by the orders of King Jingchuan." Qian Yuan bowed willingly. The old man who was already half-white in front of him worked hard and exhausted his efforts in the past two or three years to make business smooth. It was a great contribution.

"This time I return to Beijing, Zhenhai entrusts Brother Wenhe."

"Zhancai is relieved." Sun Ying knew what this meant and said solemnly: "There is a big change in the capital, and everything still needs to be planned."

Then he followed the Ningbo-court Song Jizu, Ningbo-promoted Wu Chengqi, the teaching edict and county student scholars, and Qian Yuan walked south and turned the corner, and couldn't help but take a breath.

At first glance, there was a table with ten steps and a table with a hundred steps. Looking from a distance, a colorful shed was also built at the pier, and the tables were filled with wine jars and wine cups.

"Young Master, no, I didn't prepare my boots!"

Qian Yuan turned around and glared at Liang Sheng. The local officials with outstanding political achievements did have such a process, such as the umbrella of the people and the love of taking off their boots. However, Qian Yuan went south to inspect Zhejiang and was not considered a local official.

He walked forward with a tough bullet and the front was the Zheng family. In his early years, he prospered with sea trade. Later, he offended the Zhou family in Zhenhai due to maritime fighting. More than 30 males in the family survived less than ten. It was not until the battle in Hou Taoshan last August that Zhou Fu was beheaded and the Zhou family was confiscated. The Zheng family returned to their hometown and started to trade again.

After taking the wine handed over by the elderly Zheng family, Qian Yuan smiled and bowed his hand to continue moving forward. This is the current head of the local silk trader in Zhenhai, and he drank it all in one go.

Walking forward, there are merchants from all over Cixi, Yuyao, and Shangyu, there are thick and rich maritime merchants carrying wine bowls, merchants coming to Zhenhai to sell goods, and ordinary people who support their families because of maritime trade...

From drinking it to half a cup, to taking a sip, it was just a little touching, but when he arrived at the coloring shed at the dock, Qian Yuan was already half drunk.

Wang Zhi stepped forward to support Qian Yuan and smiled and said, "Today's farewell, such a grand occasion is eye-opening."

Qian Yuan took Mao Haifeng and handed the wine cup. He was about to put it down when his nose moved and smelled the strong fragrance of tea. He gave Mao Haifeng a knowing look. He took a big sip and finally felt a little clearer.

Walking to the door of the coloring shed, Qian Yuan looked around and saw that the dock that had never stopped operating for more than two years, and various crowds crowded the dock and the nearby area.

Qian Yuan has been trying to let his influence penetrate into the land under his feet with omnipresent, but he underestimated his influence on the Southeast and on all classes.

For Japanese pirates, Qian Yuan is a broom star.

But for civil and military officials, Qian Yuan, who turned the tide several times, decided to suppress the Japanese pirates several times, and defeated the Japanese pirates several times, was the Dinghai Sword in the Southeast.

For those people who have been in dire straits for many years and have lost their father and son, Qian Yuan is an absolute blessing.

For countless merchants who were stubborn due to the Japanese plague, Qian Yuan was the God of Wealth.

For those ordinary soldiers, Qian Yuan can be regarded as loving soldiers as his sons.

When the official ship slowly left the dock, Qian Yuan, who was standing on the deck, saw the crowd bowing his head, and saw the disabled and retired soldiers kneeling down to bow to each other. The sound of rumbling cannons in Weiyuan City on the top of Hou Tao Mountain came to his ears.

On April 2nd of the 38th year of Jiajing, Qian Yuan, the Zhejiang Inspector who had been south for three years, set off for the trip to return to Beijing.

That night, Qian Yuan stopped in Hangzhou. He said goodbye to his uncle Tan Lun, close friends Zheng Ruozeng, and Shen Mingchen. He set off on the second day and turned north on the canal. He arrived in Zhenjiang on the tenth day of April.

Wang Yi looked out from afar, and suddenly his expression moved. He took out the telescope from his arms and looked carefully for a while. He turned around and asked a few words in a low voice, put away the telescope and went to the second deck. Before he could say hello to the servant who was guarding here, he heard a sharp female voice of joy coming from the cabin.

"Zhuge crossbow!"

"kill!"

"flash!"

"kill!"

"flash!"

"Kill again!"

Qian Yuan threw away the card in a bad mood, "Three people, too few people can't play!"

Thinking about it, Qian Yuan glared at Qingwen, "Besides, no matter what identity card you have, you will be with your lady!"

"There's nothing to do, the three of you can't play numb." Xiaoqi smiled and shuffled, "Qingwen, keep the accounts!"

"Liang Sheng's wife can also make numb!" Qian Yuan was about to complain, and saw the servants outside coming in from the corner of his eyes.

"It seems that something is wrong... three people can play, and you two can play too. Qingwen will never be with you this time!" Qian Yuan ignored Xiao Qi's eyes and took two steps out of the cabin.

"Come?"

"Here you come." Wang Yi approached, bowed and whispered: "It's a coincidence that I just arrived."

"Well, don't show your head, let Liang Sheng hand in the post."

Seeing Liang Sheng boarding the official ship not far away, Qian Yuan's eyes flashed with a cold light and murmured, "If life was just like the first meeting, why did the autumn wind make a sad painting fan? It changes easily but the hearts of old friends."

Two quarters of an hour later, Qian Yuan boarded the official boat with a sad look on his face and bowed to him, "Brother Donglou is mourning."

Yan Shifan sighed and replied, "Thank you Zhan Cai. Mr. Dongbi has not arrived in the capital. It is God's will."

The servant poured tea and the two of them sat down. Qian Yuan shook his head and said, "I still think that I can still get together again when I return to Beijing this time, but the situation changes drastically."

"Your Zu Yue did a good thing." Yan Shifan's face was a little distorted. "I have seen it for a long time, but I have chosen a good opportunity."

Qian Yuan sighed: "I once thought that there was a turtle and snake, and it was true."

"The head is like a turtle, and the poisonous one is like a snake." Yan Shifan gritted his teeth, "Zhan Cai has to be careful when he returns to Beijing this time."

"Haha, Brother Donglou is here to provoke." Qian Yuan laughed and said, "But why do you need to provoke?"

Even though Yan Shifan was feeling bored after leaving Jing these days, he couldn't help laughing, "Yes, Zhao Zhenji was wiped out by you, Zhan Cai and Huating have already broken up."

Qian Yuan leaned closer and whispered: "It's far more than that. Zhao Dazhou wanted to disrupt Zhejiang Province. On that day, Qian denounced the Zhao family of Neijiang, a descendant of the Qin Society, and kicked him hard."

"Zhancai, your mouth!" Yan Shifan shook his head, "Huating is now aggressive. Even if you provoke Li Shiyan to revive, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist."

"Hehe, if Li Shiyan recovers, do you believe it or not, he slapped Huating with his left hand and punched Suiyuan with his right hand?"

Yan Shifan laughed and said, "When it comes to making enemies everywhere, there are few people who are the right ones who show their talents."

"Where has it been?" Qian Yuan sneered: "I was so ruthless back then. If I had known this, I would not have stopped Uncle Zhang from visiting Ligang on the eve of the destruction of Ligang."

"Hmm?" Yan Shifan was a little surprised, "Zhan Cai and that guy still have such a friendship."

"A white-eyed wolf!" Qian Yuan sneered: "After climbing to Huating, Huating broke up with Qian and climbed to Xinzheng. Xinzheng is now quite afraid of Suiyuan... Brother Donglou should know."
Chapter completed!