As for those pieces of rouge and gouache that were left behind, it was probably because the outside of the boxes were engraved with the words "Made in Daqing" or "For Imperial Use in Wenzhuang". "Wenzhuang" was the palace of the King of Qing State, and products with these inscriptions could not be taken away.
circulate in the market.
Wu Tiju had been prepared to lose three ships, but now that he heard that the ship was back, he felt happy.
The man named He showed mercy.
Yes, even if he takes away these three ships, they are not suitable for use in Yangshan waters and Blade Port. Even if he erases the markings on the ships, the old sailor's eyes are poisonous and he will know at a glance that they are Wu Tiju's ships.
In this case, He Lingchuan simply returned the ship to Wu Tiju after the incident, and only took away the cargo as punishment, leaving some room for both parties to change. This was a stick followed by a sweet date, which was both a goodwill and a warning:
If he wants the ship to sink, the ship will sink; if he wants the ship to float, the ship will float.
As long as Wu Tiju's ship still wants to leave port, and as long as Wu Tiju still wants to make this money, he will cooperate well with Yangshan Islands.
If everyone lives in peace, everyone will make money.
What does beating mean? It means to tell smart people: Don't be stubborn and step back, otherwise I will continue to deal with you, there are many tricks!
The premise is that you are a smart person.
Wu Tiju relaxed, suddenly remembered something, and asked Zhao Qian urgently: "Have the memorials and letters been sent out?"
"About to be delivered to the messenger."
"Bring it here."
When Zhao Qianshi found it, Wu Tiju snatched it away and tore it into pieces.
Zhao Qianshi: "..."
Wu Tiju sat down and dipped his pen in ink, wrote the memorandum and secret letter again, sealed them and gave them to Zhao Qianshi: "Send them out."
"Yes." Zhao Qianshi was confused and didn't dare to ask, so he took it and walked out.
Wu Tiju pressed his temples and muttered: "I almost got confused."
The letter he rewrote was almost the same as the original, except that the relevant content about "Yin Hui is suspected to be under the control of Yangshan Islands" was deleted, and he only reported the matter in a straightforward manner.
He was so angry before that he actually wrote down what was in his heart, but quickly deleted it after he came to his senses.
There is no benefit in reporting this kind of thing to the superiors. The best the Qing court and Concubine Yu can do is let him find a way to solve it, and the ball will be kicked back to him.
Why is he making things difficult for himself?
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The afterglow of the setting sun shines into the jungle of Black Leaf Island.
The shack-like supply stacks have long been demolished and replaced by neat bamboo and wooden houses.
Behind the house is a series of oil pressing workshops and warehouses.
After a hard day's work, the farm workers went to the new tuck shop to buy a dime of wine and a small bag of salt-fried peanuts, and they could enjoy themselves for half the night.
After work, the beach was full of people.
At this time, more than ten strong men appeared from behind, four or five of them had several braids on the back of their heads.
Without them opening their mouths, others have already noticed and moved away to give up the best position.
The first two men sat down on a long log. The young man had a scar on his face. He held up the wine gourd and handed it over: "Uncle, the guard team will start selecting people tomorrow. I heard there are many people signing up."
The older man turned to the crowd on the beach and said, "It's all this kind of stuff, it's nothing to worry about."
"I inquired that Master He Island has subdued three groups of pirates in the Yangshan Islands. There are at least 500 people, and they will also join us in the selection of the escort team tomorrow."
The older man picked up the wine gourd, took a big sip, and said in a rough voice: "Pirates are just a mob, how much loyalty can they have? Afon, you don't want to back down, do you?"
Afeng looked to the west and said: "I think we should be more cautious. At least we should find out the strength of this archipelago."
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.
Alas, is it the end of the day for their clan? "Uncle, we can't afford to make a mistake."
"How can we accomplish anything if we are timid?" His uncle grunted and spat on the sand, "The Bailong people need a safe stronghold, and this place is suitable!"
It is far away from the land but has resources, can produce food, and the area is large enough to accommodate their branch.
At this time, someone came here, also pretending to be a laborer.
Several strong men were broad-shouldered and round-waisted, and they looked like they were not easy to mess with, but they did not stop him from approaching.
The man bent down next to the two men and sat on the ground: "Brother Wanqi, can you give me a drink?"
The older man threw a wine gourd to him: "Lao Yu, are you not on the island today?"
"Ah, I went to Sodin Island to help. There are more and more customers there, and there are not enough manpower, so the wages can be higher." Lao Yu shook his head and sighed, "I worked hard every day until I died, and the money I earned was not enough to buy anything.
Two peanuts."
The young man threw half a bag of peanuts over: "Here you go."
When they were recruited, Lao Yu was already working on the island. He was an aborigine of Sodin Island. He knew these islands very well and provided many conveniences to his uncle and nephew.
Lao Yu deliberately curried favor with them and spoke nicely to them. After going back and forth, the two parties became familiar with each other.
"Afeng is a good man." Lao Yu took a peanut and asked the uncle and nephew, "Do you want to join the guard?"
"Yes." Everyone knows that the escorts get a lot of money.
"Your men are all strong men, I guess you will also join." Lao Yu said with a smile, "Bailong people serve as guards, what a luxury."
Neither uncle nor nephew said a word.
For their status, this is not a compliment.
Lao Yu looked around and whispered: "You are all heroes, do you want to be a guard for the Lord of He Island for the rest of your life?"
"Is this what you should say?" Wan Qifeng immediately felt something was wrong. What does an old farmer on an island do to care about this matter? "Who are you?"
The two strong men behind also came forward and surrounded Lao Yu in the middle.
He quickly waved his hand: "Don't do anything, don't do anything, I'm just a messenger!"
The older man sneered: "Pass a message? Are you approaching us these days just to convey a message?"
"You are Wan Qisong. If I don't get close to you first, how can you look at me?"
"Interesting." Wan Qinsong took a sip of wine, "Tell me, who asked you to come?"
"My master's surname is Lu. He knew that Mr. Wanqi had come to Blade Port and sent me to express his condolences."
"Deer?" Wan Qisong was startled, "Lord Bailie's Lu family?"
"Exactly."
Wan Qifeng rushed to ask: "When did your master know?"
"It's been some time." Lao Yu said, "The Ya Kingdom has been oppressing the Bailong people, and Wan Qitong, the clan leader's son, can't tolerate you, so you take these people south. It just so happens that the Yangshan Islands are recruiting people, so you're here.
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"But when you come to this island, do you really want to be a bodyguard?"
Wan Qinsong's eyes flashed fiercely: "If there is a P, let it go! If you make more twists and turns, I will throw you into the sea."
Lao Yu was so chilled by what he saw that he secretly thought that these Bailong people were really barbaric: "The island owner named He used some disgraceful means to get the Yangshan Islands. Our host is very angry, but he doesn't want to
A big fight."
Wan Qifeng pointed at him with a smile: "I heard that your Lu family thought you had taken advantage when you sold this archipelago that no one wanted. Unexpectedly, the owner of He Island developed it well and now the miasma has disappeared.
It's gone, and the guests have arrived."
Lao Yu was a little embarrassed: "The disappearance of the miasma is a natural problem and has nothing to do with the owner of the island. He is just lucky."
Wan Qisong snorted: "In other words, Bailie wants to regret it?"
This is a rhythm that will kill everyone. Lao Yu complained secretly, but kept a smile on the surface: "My master hopes to cooperate with the Bailong people."
Wan Qifeng sneered: "It's a joke, you have all been fooled..."
Wan Qinsong raised his hand to interrupt him: "What kind of cooperation method?"
"The one named He has just captured the Yangshan Islands. His foothold is unstable and the escort team is uneven. It is best to deal with it at this time." Seeing the straightforward nature of these Bailong people, Lao Yu simply spoke openly, "All of you, uncles and nephews, Wanqi, are all here.
How can you come here to work as a guard for a young boy who doesn't want to be a subordinate of the patriarch's son? I think you and my master should hit it off."
To be continued...