261. Chapter 261 Gathering at Jinling Pier

Author: Dongchen Yuanxiu

Chapter 261 Gathering at Jinling Pier

Jinling City,

The most prosperous capital in the south of the Yangtze River was not the private residence of aristocratic families and wealthy businessmen, nor was it the former national capital.

Around Jinling City, there are all good paddy fields, and servants are working hard in the fields. Outside the city gate, not to mention the bustling people, small businessmen and hawkers all gather together, forming markets everywhere.

Outside the city, on both sides of the Qinhuai River, there was a buzz of people and they stayed up all night.

The river water exudes the fragrance of rouge and gouache, which lasts for a long time.

The north city of Jinling City is the former residence of the historians and the Jia family, while the south city is the residence of the Wang family and the Xue family's wealthy merchants.

The Zhen family and other powerful people naturally dominate the East City. Most ordinary people live in the South City and North City of the West City, which are close to the dock for easy travel.

bright moon,

There were also a lot of ships coming to the pier of Jinling County. Many fleet stewards brought their servants to board the ships, and they were all swearing.

In a market town not far from the pier, on the second floor of a restaurant, the right guardian of the Red Lotus Sect respectfully poured wine for the leader Hong Shuiyue.

"Master, why are you here in such a hurry? You didn't even notify your subordinates to come to meet you. Is it difficult to walk through the canal in those days?"

Hong Shuiyue took a sip of Jiangnan Chun, with a long aftertaste and a fragrant fragrance. Then she seemed not to have heard the right protector's question and murmured in response,

“It’s true that Jiangnan’s sake is authentic, I haven’t tasted that flavor in a long time,”

"If the leader is great, then if it was brewed from the mountain spring of Jinghu Lake last year and frozen in an ice cellar for a whole winter, it must have a pleasant taste."

The Right Protector followed beside him and introduced that the output of the wine was extremely low and it was not easy to make, as if he had forgotten what he had just asked.

Hong Shuiyue took another sip and then said;

"Whether the wine is good, it won't have that atmosphere. His good junior sister may have just got married at home. I never thought that the little guy would already have a wife, so good wine needs to be paired with someone."

"Congratulations to the Holy Maiden. Is your little master Ruming becoming more powerful? It's incredible. I wonder what's going on now?"

The Right Protector Ying Xiancai never dreamed that the Red Lotus Sect could break into the imperial court. Although the Saint established a separate mountain, she could not hold the skin of the Red Lotus after all.

"She's very good. We'll see her in less than a month. It's coming soon. As for the river I mentioned, it's just a dream dreamed by those salt merchants. I think they can stop Junior Sister?"

Hong Shuiyue drank wine and lightly mocked the salt merchants and the generals of the Guards. Since arriving in Jiangnan, did Hong Shuiyue have a general understanding of the affairs in Jiangnan? As the headquarters of the Red Lotus Sect, it would be easy to know those things.

I never thought that those salt merchants would be so bold, evading the Guards, smuggling private salt, and even seeking to poison the third-rank officials of the imperial court. I never thought that they would dare to use water bandits to intercept ships in the capital.

When Ying Xiancai heard this, he was slightly startled, and then he realized that the saint and the marquis wanted to come to Jiangnan. Could it be that?

"Master, could it be that the imperial court sent me the little master that time, and the saint also came with me?"

Hong Shuiyue nodded,

"Wrong, they came with soldiers, Zhao Si, who has the seal of Royal Horse Supervisor, also brought secret orders to supervise the army in the south."

"The imperial court, no, shouldn't that be what the emperor wants to do? Is it really possible to overthrow Jiangnan?"

Ying Xiancai asked incredulously, the Jiangnan family's honor is deeply rooted and intertwined, and the influence of one hair can affect the whole body.

Hong Shuiyue was not in a hurry. She picked up the chopsticks, picked up the tender meat of the sea bass and put it into her mouth. She chewed it lightly with a look of aftertaste.

"It's so delicious. I don't want to think about it. Think about those barbaric customs outside the customs. They can practice those. Was it a good thing in the south that time? The Jinling Prefecture Army was almost infiltrated by them. Can the Jiangnan Camp continue?

A thorn in our side, can General Jiao Xiong remain the noble lackey? What will happen if the junior sister comes?"

Ying Xiancai then suddenly thought about it, Jia Wenfu, the leader of the ninth house of the Jia family, or the people around him would be unlucky, or their lives would be in danger. Could the legs of the young master Luo Yunhou be extremely ruthless?

When the time comes, the general of the Jiangnan Camp will definitely protect them. There will definitely be conflicts. Is it true that Luo Yunhou only has more than 10,000 people, while the Jiangnan Camp has 50,000 people?

With more than 30,000 people, Jiao Xiong asked worriedly if he could be more than simple;

"Master, do you think there are more than 30,000 people in Jiao Xiong's leg? It is said that they are elite. I'm afraid the Marquis will suffer a loss."

"What's the disadvantage? He may not be good at conspiracy and scheming, but when it comes to marching and fighting, there is almost no one who can compare with Da Wu. I bet that he will kill Jiao Xiong in one fell swoop and fight without a single blow."

Hong Shuiyue suddenly became energetic. Ying Xian hesitated for a moment, but after thinking about whether Jiao Xiong was considered a number one person in Jiangnan, he would definitely not wait to die, so he said;

"Okay, Ying has taken over. Let's bet on whether there will be some conflict."

While the two were drinking and betting on the second floor, there was a sudden commotion at the dock.

The two of them noticed it at the same time and turned their attention to the dock to check.

I saw a speedboat coming from the south. When I arrived at the shore, I saw that there were not many vacancies, so I started to squeeze in, and I was afraid of being bumped. It can be seen that the boat was small but strong, and the merchant ships that were bumped did not dare to express their anger or speak out.

It turned out that the person standing at the bow of the boat was a man from a hundred households in the Imperial City Division.

When the ship docked at the shore, Mr. Baihu and many of his confidants jumped directly over the ship and jumped on the shore. Then without any delay, he rode directly on the horse from the guards who were waiting at the dock.

Head straight to Jinling City.

He looked very anxious, like he was passing on news.

Where the restaurant is,

Yingxian stood by the window and took a closer look. It turned out that this person was Liang Zhao, the chief minister of the Yangzhou Imperial City. He was the confidant of Jinling Yu Qianhu. Could something have happened in such a hurry?

He walked back to his seat and whispered to Hong Shuiyue;

"Master, Liang Zhaobaihu, the person in charge of Yangzhou Imperial City Division, seems to have something happened when Mingyue came here and needs to report. Zhudong guessed whether he could go to Jinling Yu Qianhu, Mr. Yu, and whether Liang Baihu could be his confidant.

, I don’t know why I belong to the East and I need him to come here in such a hurry. Could it be that something happened to Mr. Yang Zhoulin?"

Hong Shuiyue pondered for a moment, her eyes half-casting, and then she spoke after a moment;

"No, at this juncture, Lin Ruhai must be alive, or must be alive before the imperial envoy comes, otherwise he will not go east anyway. Those officials are not stupid, and they will not let Lin Ruhai die in his own territory."

Seeing that the leader insisted that Lin Ruhai was fine, what on earth could make Liang Baihu so anxious? After thinking about it, he still had no clue, so he asked;

"Master, I don't know why Zhudong is in the east. Why are Liang Baihu so anxious to come to Jinling? Is there anyone else besides Lin Ruhai who wants to come to Yangzhou?"

"Huh, of course there won't be anyone else. If it's Mr. Lin's business, then it's a good thing. When he comes, will there be a big boat following him? The people inside are from the Imperial City Department outside the capital.

Man, I said that the building ship is not at Jinling Pier, where is it?"

Hong Shuiyue asked with a smile but not a smile. Mingyue was sure that the building ship would definitely go straight to Yangzhou, then there would be a good show.

"Yangzhou, Yanzheng Yamen Lin Ruhai."

The right protector suddenly replied.

Outside Jinling City, Beicheng.

Jia Wenfu, the leader of the ninth house of the Jia family in Jinling, was writing a copybook outside the study room in the mansion.

He has a flushed face and a clean beard, a thin figure, and is dressed in gray clothes. He has a somewhat outsider demeanor. However, the prestige of the Ming Jia family has not diminished since then. Together with the historians, Wang family, and Xue family, which almost control most of the real estate industry in Jiangnan, they usually use

Do you wear gold and silver? Do you go in and out? Do you shout in front of you and support you in the back?

After the heirs came to Beijing, the huge property income left in Jinling was divided among the nine families, and the head of the nine families took the lion's share, and managed the property and Zhuangzi in Jinling on behalf of the Ning and Rong families.

After so many years, Ruming has long since become the private property of Jiufangwaiding.

"Report, sir, is this a letter from Lord Ning Kai of the Jiangnan Imperial City Department?"

The corner of Jia Wenfu's mouth was slightly wet, his eyes were half-squinted, and his expression was full of disdain. He slowly finished writing the last stroke on the rice paper, then put the brush away, looked at the concierge who was kneeling on the ground, and said;

"Get up and bring it over, I'll take a look."

"No, sir."

The steward stood up respectfully, walked forward, held the letter between his legs and handed it over.

Jia Wenfu stretched out his legs to take it, opened the seal, took it out, looked at something, and wrote a few words on it,

"Someone is coming from the capital!"

"snort!"

After reading it, Jia Wenfu snorted coldly, clenched his legs tightly, and the letter turned into a ball of waste paper.

"Master, can you please do something?"

When the confidants saw this, they had to remind him.

"What can be done? Can we save Lin Ruhai? Can we stop those salt merchants from showing mercy? Can we stop those officials from taking money? It doesn't work. What should I do?"

Whether Jia Wenfu seemed to be mocking or complaining, if someone came from Ming Yangzhou City, it meant that the imperial envoy from the capital would soon go to the south. It could even be said that he had already arrived. He wanted to see who would come here. When the imperial envoy arrived in Yangzhou

"Who knows about this matter? Does Mr. Jia, the prefect of Jinling, know about it?"

"Sir, I probably don't know if this letter was handed over from the Imperial City Department, and not from the Yamen. I must be very ignorant!"

The steward thought for a while and found out whether the person coming was mysterious and there were no rumors outside.

"Well, that should be the case. It can be seen that the people who came to the court that time were not kind. I will tell Mr. Shi Lan of Jiangnan Jiandu about this now. By the way, I will check the warehouse to see what holes are needed to supply the court. How many clear reports are there?

Come."

Jia Wenfu's eyes moved, and he needed to prepare in advance just in case.

"Do you mean that, Master?"

"That's not what you mean, please move quickly,"

"No sir."

The steward immediately pulled away and walked out of the study.

When Jia Wenfu saw the steward walking away, he picked up the brush and continued to write on the copybook, wondering if the stroke would not go away.

After being quiet for a while, I slowly wrote my name calligraphy, but when I finished writing it, I realized that I had long since lost my body and spirit, and the calligraphy was just discarded.

"So, how can it be good?"

A sigh echoed in the study for a long time.
Chapter completed!