After Mi Huang explained the arguments and arguments of both sides of the debate with dissatisfaction, Chen Xian couldn't help but laugh and said, "You two are going to debate the relationship between refugees and the court with a White Lotus Sect?"

Fortunately, Su Xinzheng was giving face to this guy, otherwise his old man would have just moved his fingers and would have crushed you two weak scholars to death?

"Okay!" Seeing Chen Xian's strange expression, Mi Huang said righteously: "This is a big rebellion that Mr. Su said, and I, Dingbo, sounds good. If others listen, he would not be caught in the Heavenly Prison and chopped his head!"

"If you are good at speaking, you can speak eloquently, so you will go to find him with me, save Brother Su, and let him go back to the end?"

Fan Dingbo was walking towards this side with the net scarf on his head. At this moment, he heard Mi Ying's words, and immediately interrupted indignantly: "It should be true. Su Cheng repeatedly spoke wildly, and he was afraid that he would cause trouble sooner or later! As his relative, Xingzhi naturally had to persuade him kindly!"

"Oh..." Chen Xian grinned in surprise, thinking that this guy must have said something bad about the emperor, otherwise the two people from the capital in front of him would not be so angry...

Seeing that Chen Xian seemed to be hesitating, Mi Huang immediately added a shot: "I dare not even repeat some of the remarks that Su Cheng said. If you are extremely smart, you must not be careless!"

"Okay, okay..." Chen Xian waved his hand, followed these two righteous scholars with a wry smile on their faces to find Su Xinzheng, and advised him to stop and return to the loss.

The three of them searched around in the inn, but they never found Su Xinchang's figure. They ran to the front hall and asked the waiter in the shop, only to find out that Su Xinchang had already left with a burden.

The monster from the White Lotus Sect escaped?! Could this guy be persuaded by his past few days of temptation, and now he decided to reform himself and find a monk in a small temple to become a monk? Or... he was moved by the two stupid scholars in front of him with tireless spirit, so he gave up the idea of ​​"inviting" himself to go somewhere?

Whatever the reason, this is always a good thing!

Chen Xian didn't think of one day Su Xinchen suddenly had a wrong mind and decided not to wait for him to figure it out, but to help others choose to "help" him to figure it out...

He didn't want to experience the feeling of being kidnapped again.

"The technology tree is still a little slower now. I don't know when Bobosha will be able to be formed. I will be afraid of a mere little Su at that time?" Chen Xian murmured with a grin.

Mi Huang sighed with disappointment. Seeing his dejected look, Chen Xian felt that this guy should feel like a hero hiding in the mountains and practicing martial arts and preparing to seek revenge from his enemies. After years of practicing magical skills and finding a few helpers, he found that his enemies were missing.

Mi Huang didn't hear Chen Xian's whisper, but Fan Dingbo was half clear and scratched his head and asked, "Xingzhi, what is Bobosha? Could it be that Xingzhi is thinking of something new? "

"Oh!" Chen Xian laughed and said evasively: "New words may be difficult to come out in a short period of time."

Fan Dingbo bowed: "You are talented, and your skillful hand is worthy of meditation for a long time. It is naturally easy to make such a bobosha..."

If we easily make up the Bobosha, we may have been able to unify the world in the Ming Dynasty...

Although Chen Xian often talked about this famous machine gun in World War II, he also knew that if he wanted to create such a killer weapon based on the current technological level and smelting technology, it would be a fantasy.

But there are some things that can still be thought of...

Su Xinzheng seemed to have evaporated from the world and never came back all night. This cola made Chen Xian bad - without this like a threat, he seemed to have even relaxed his breathing, at least he didn't have to worry about being kidnapped at any time.

In the early morning, a group of eight people set out on the Yucheng to Qingpu Town.

Qingpu is located on the southwest side of the intersection of the Huangpu River and the Yangtze River into the sea. It is across the sea from Chongming and surrounded by water on three sides. It has been a place where fishery has flourished since ancient times.

Although it was only more than 30 miles away, the waterways in Songjiang Prefecture were crisscrossed. After walking a short distance, the stone bridge collapsed on the road that must be passed. Everyone changed their ferries and swayed until noon before they reached their destination.

Chen Xian got off the boat first and then pulled Lu Xiaochai and jumped down. Only then did he have time to take a look at this natural port, surrounded by water on three sides, the Huangpu River and the Yangtze River converged. This unique geographical condition made this seemingly inconspicuous place one of Shanghai's most important economic, trade and passenger terminals in later generations.

At this time, Qingpu was even more depressed, Songjiang. When you looked up, you could only see the small fishing village spreading along the eastward street with its wings, and the broken roofs also rose and fell from time to time. Chen Xian's eyes looked east along the small street and could vaguely see sails shaking gently with the rise and fall of the waves, as if we were welcoming the guests from afar.

"Official, I still remember it here, as if it has not changed much in the past ten years!" Lu Xiaochai blinked her almond eyes and looked a little happy. She looked around and even reached out to touch the dismount stone standing in front of the street door.

Chen Xian narrowed his eyes by the whirring wind, smiled and said, "Is it a bit like home?"

Not far away, two dark men wearing old gray jackets hid in the shadow of the building, squinted their eyes and looked here...

Yue Zheng led Chen Xian and his group to the small fishing port wharf in the wind, pointed to the two yellow two-masted wooden boats moored to the south, and shouted proudly on his face: "Those two are my boats!"

Chen Xian narrowed his eyes and looked over the sun. He saw that there were many fishing boats moored on the small pier. The larger ones were similar to Yue Zheng's fishing boats with two masts and sails, while the small boats had different shapes. At this moment, some boats even stretched out a pole to dry people's clothes.

Many fishermen have no home on the shore, and the small boat is the place for the family to live, so that some fishermen's children have become proficient in swimming before they even learn to walk.

At this time, a thin girl emerged from the bottom cabin of a small boat next to Yue Zheng's ship. Her skin was shriveled and dark, her figure was thin, and her boring yellow hair showed her master's malnutrition all the time.

The girl narrowed her eyes first by the scorching sun, then looked up at the dock. She first saw the rice wicker standing in front of the dock watching the waves. She saw the man wearing a bright purple satin coat, a crystal clear jade pendant hanging around her waist, and a golden jade hairpin on her hair. She seemed to be nervous all of a sudden, and hid half of her body in the cabin again, and then looked over timidly.

Until she saw Yue Zheng who was grinning...
Chapter completed!