Chu Qing woke up before midnight on the second day. He didn't wake up naturally, but was kicked off the wooden bed by Tao Ruolin.
Tao Ruolin had a habit of sleeping with a big font, and someone was grabbing the bed next to her. In her dream, she was kicking people out of control. That night, Chu Qing was kicked down three times.
Others had woken up early and were having breakfast, drinking minced meat porridge and eating flatbreads. The friends were all quite excited, as they were all going to sea for the first time.
Chen Yan has already selected his men, a total of five hundred people. Except for fifty old soldiers and fifty frontier troops, the rest are all Cao Hu's younger brothers.
Moreover, Chen Yan did not board the ship, but stayed behind and continued to lead the men to repair the ruined city.
From the Tao family, only Tao Qi, Fang Buer and Tao Dashu boarded the boat, and no other entourage was brought with them.
Neither of them had a good rest. Although Tao Qi was still quite elegant, there was always a hint of sadness in her eyes.
As for Fang Buer, he had dark circles under his eyes, and it was obvious that he had not slept all night.
He was worried on the one hand, but mainly because Xiao Yi was squatting outside his tent, sometimes singing, sometimes drinking, and sometimes chatting with others. He was so noisy that he couldn't sleep all night. He just wanted to keep an eye on him.
I was afraid that he would behave like a beast to Tao Qi.
Fang Buer is not stupid. If he were stupid, he wouldn't be able to survive today. He had vaguely noticed that something was wrong.
But it's not true that he saw through Chu Qing and wanted to get rid of him.
Because it was Tao Ruolin who was pulling the strings.
Tao Ruolin gave Fang Buer a feeling of distrust in this damn fat man.
But it’s just distrust. Aren’t you going to report it? Well, let’s get on the ship together. If you come out to fool around, you must be careful. You are a maritime businessman. What if you want to trick us? We will bring it to you.
Be more at ease.
So when it comes to this matter, there is no problem at all. Fang Buer never thought of it in his wildest dreams. Chu Qing doesn’t like him. Fu San thinks this guy is suspicious. Tao Ruolin agrees with Chu Qing’s point of view. In addition, Tao Shaozhang thinks this guy and Li Lin are the same.
In the same way, when four people reach an agreement, it is equivalent to pronouncing his death sentence.
When Chu Qing came to the beach, he expressed high praise for Cuttlefish and the coolies in Hucheng, and then cursed and wanted to deduct Cao Hu's bonus.
The goal was achieved. In one night, the Son of Vengeance, which was brand new yesterday, majestic and capable of beating the sky, now looks like the Sun Tzu that has been avenged. It's not even broken, but it's mainly rotten.
Those horizontal bars, I don’t know if they were smoked or rubbed with some kind of dye, but they are so black.
The same goes for the sails. There are a few crooked characters written on them that look like ghostly symbols. I don’t know if they are simple patterns or characters written by Japanese thieves.
In addition, there are many wooden boards nailed to the top of the hull, which is like sewing and patching for three years and patching for three years and patching for another three years.
At this broken ship, no one could take a quick look at it. It was definitely a pirate ship. For such a big ship, it gave off an extremely wretched aura.
So Chu Qing was very upset. As much as he loved this ship yesterday, he now resents this broken ship.
Cuttlefish ran over quickly, with a smile on his face: "Well, Lao Sheng's skills are pretty good, right?"
"That's right." Chu Qing nodded: "Stay away from me in the future!"
After saying that, Chu Qing left with his hands behind his back and went back to tell Tao Ruolin to get up.
Cuttlefish looked depressed.
Why is this kid's temper getting weirder and weirder?
But Cuttlefish didn't think much about it, he was already used to it.
Lao Mo ran away, entered the process of being broken, and asked Cao Hu's younger brother to build him a temporary simple house. There, his research had already made staged progress. As long as he succeeded, his Mo family's mechanism skills
The reputation will spread all over the world.
In fact, Chu Qing didn't care at all about the things that Cuttlefish tinkered with every day. It wasn't because he didn't care, but because he didn't understand at all. Only Nangong Ping followed Cuttlefish's butt every day, which made Chu Qing feel that this kid was going to change jobs and bully his master and destroy his ancestors.
Chu Qing was walking back when he suddenly saw Wen Ya teaching a group of children to practice swordsmanship at the beach.
Chu Qing was already in a bad mood, but now he was even more upset.
Because a kid could actually wield the Mo Dao so well. He was so thin, his body wasn't even long, and the Mo Dao was taller than him, yet he could lift the Mo Dao upright and strike.
This kid can also use force, which is a bit like playing with a knife on a person, rather than a person playing with a knife.
After the knife was struck out, the little kid's thin body would use Mo Dao as the center of gravity, and use the strength of the body to lift Mo Dao up, without stopping, and strike out again.
Chu Qing was not only upset, but also depressed.
He had been practicing at the border for so long, but the best he could do was to be caught by Mo Dao for less than five seconds because he couldn't use any force.
Look at that kid again, he's acting like a tiger.
Seeing Chu Qing looking over, Wen Ya hurriedly ran over, looking excited: "Dudu wants to go out to sea on a boat?"
"Well, what."
"Can I go with you, General?"
"What are you going to do?"
"Whatever Dudu says, the general will do it."
"When there's a headwind, you jump into the sea to help push the boat?"
Wen Ya was stunned for a moment: "Can the final general push it?"
"What do you think?"
"It should be..." Wen Ya thought for a moment and hesitated: "I can't push it."
"Nonsense." Chu Qing rolled his eyes fiercely: "If you can push it, you are the one I am here to put down the rebellion."
Wen Ya laughed sarcastically.
If I could do anything, why would I have to kowtow to you? How about I go to the capital to seize the throne? After I ascend the throne, I will call you Liu Liu every day. I will make you mad!
Although she didn't know what Lao Liu meant, Wen Ya instinctively felt that it was not a good thing to say.
Pointing to the boy playing Mo Dao in the distance, Chu Qing asked: "Who is that dead kid?"
"Bai Biao, the final lieutenant."
"Oh." Chu Qing crossed his arms and said, "The training is okay, but without the guidance of a famous teacher, it will definitely be half the result with half the effort."
Wen Ya looked strange: "Dudu also plays Mo Dao."
"That's necessary. When we were at the border, we played with Mo Dao every day... No, Ben Dudu played with Mo Dao every day."
Wen Ya was too embarrassed to reveal it.
When he was outside Taizhou City, his own son heard about it. The detectives told him with pride that Chu Qing had been practicing Mo Dao and could even catch him for three breaths.
This is not playing Mo Dao, this is obviously a loser... He is obviously a Dudu who spends all his time forgetting to eat and sleep, but he has no talent.
"Call that boy." Chu Qing was a little unconvinced. He felt that at Bai Biao's level, he had at least started playing Mo Dao since his mother's womb, otherwise it would be impossible to be better than him.
Wen Ya didn't know what Chu Qing meant, so she shouted into the distance. Bai Biao came over, but he dragged Mo Dao with him. The heavy and old Mo Dao left clear traces on the sand.
After arriving in front of Chu Qing and Wen Ya, Bai Biao raised his head and looked at Chu Qing. He was obviously a half-year-old child, but his eyes were exceptionally clear.
Looking at Wen Ya again, Bai Biao said: "The foster father is looking for a child."
Chu Qing: "A foster father is a foster father, and a godfather is a godfather. What does a foster father mean?"
Wen Ya laughed dryly.
In front of outsiders, you have to call your foster father, which is the custom here.
Bai Biao lightly kicked his foot and said gently: "Call sir."
With a "bang" sound, Mo Dao hit the ground. Bai Biao knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and saluted: "I humbly ask Bai Biao, the archer of Jiaoyingzhou, the master of the East China Sea, to see you, sir."
Chu Qing was very interested: "Can you also shoot arrows?"
Bai Biao hummed, neither salty nor bland, neither arrogant nor humble.
Chu Qing smiled and said: "I also practice Modao."
Bai Biao raised his head and looked at Chu Qing with unscrupulous eyes. His expression was a little strange, as if to say... It's just you?
Then Bai Biao lowered his head, and Chu Qing was so angry: "Wait a minute, what was your expression just now?"
Bai Biao lowered his head: "I humbly admire you."
Chu Qing: "..."
Glancing at the embarrassed Wen Ya, Chu Qing said with a smile: "He is indeed your adopted son, and he doesn't even blink when he lies."
Bai Biao: "I just blinked."
Chu Qing was so angry that he rubbed Bai Biao's forehead hard.
It was originally a very intimate gesture, but in the end, the little guy named Bai Biao tilted his head and shook Chu Qing's hand away, showing his stubbornness.
Wen Ya's face changed slightly: "You bastard, why don't you apologize to Dudu quickly?"
"Be humble and know your fault."
Wen Ya quickly explained: "Don't blame Dudu, you are a child and don't know etiquette."
"Father, this child is not a child." Wen Ya raised her head, extremely stubborn, and said seriously: "There are no children in the East China Sea."
Just when Wen Ya was about to scold, Chu Qing squatted on the ground and asked curiously: "What does it mean that there are no children in the East China Sea?"
"There are no children in the East China Sea." Bai Biao looked at Chu Qing and said word by word: "In the East China Sea, there are only orphans whose relatives were killed by Japanese thieves. Sooner or later, after their relatives were killed by Japanese thieves, they will carry a big sword and kill the generals on Yingdao.
The Japanese thieves drove all the orphans and children to death. They are weak and can only cry and howl. They are despicable and not children."
"I understand." Chu Qing stood up and snapped his fingers: "In half an hour, Wen Laoliu, take your son and get on the boat with me. Let's go out to sea for a walk."
After saying that, Chu Qing left with his hands behind his back.
Wen Ya's face showed a look of ecstasy.
"Father." Bai Biao said with a bit of resentment on his face: "Why did that person call you Lao Liu? The word Lao Liu makes me feel uncomfortable."
Wen Ya turned a deaf ear and just clenched her fists with excitement on her face.
"I...I finally have a nickname!"
In the past, Wen Ya was called Lao Liu, but without her surname. This time, she was called Lao Liu.
He had already found out from Xiao Zhi.
The nickname Lao Liu is usually temporary. I don’t know how many people have used it. The border commander Ma Rujing was also called Lao Liu by Chu Qing. Anyway, people who Chu Qing dislikes are all called Lao Liu, and some Chu Qing also calls him Lao Liu.
People who are too lazy to remember their names are also called Lao Liu.
But these sixth sons are not worthy of having a surname, and now, Wen Ya, the sixth sixth son, has a surname, which makes Wen Ya not excited.
Wen Ya knew that it seemed like this was just a small step for his surname, but it was a big step for his Wen Ya life. It was still a big step. Even Xiao Zhi had been beaten for half a month and disliked for two more times.
Yue, then got the nickname "Little Retard", but he is much stronger than Xiao Zhi.
"Hehe." Wen Ya said with a proud look on her face: "I'll show off to the guy named Xiao later. I can win back the victory for my adoptive father, hahahaha."
