Shang Jun lay on the ship for five days, occasionally standing on the deck for a while, without stepping off the merchant ship. First, the ten days of sailing at sea made him very uncomfortable and needed a good rest; secondly, Mengyi would send someone to invite him over from time to time, but he declined because of his physical discomfort and was too lazy to socialize. I instructed Lao You to send money and goods to Meng Yiru, and she made a small profit. She was not too embarrassed. The goods will be shipped soon, and now she is waiting for the customs clearance paper.
Shang Jun was bored and flipped through a miscellaneous book, counting the time, today should be the day when the customs clearance paper was issued, and there is no news so far, could it be that Mengyiru has some tricks
As Shang Jun was thinking about it, a young crew member shouted loudly from outside the cabin: "Master Shang, there is a girl outside looking for you."
"Okay, I see." Shang Jun got up neatly and walked out of the cabin. As expected, it was Lan Yi. Shang Jun nodded and smiled: "Miss Lan."
Lan Yi looked like a businessman, and replied coldly: "The customs clearance paper has been completed. My lord invites the son to come over to the house for a chat."
It seems that he can't escape this time, or he will go to meet the Meng-sama again. Shang Jun said calmly, "There's Miss Lauland."
The two did not talk along the way. They walked one after the other. When they approached the door of the Commercial Supervisory Division, Lan Yi suddenly stopped. When she turned around, she held a light blue envelope in her hand and handed it to the commercial supervisor. In Jun's hand, Lan Yi said softly, "Give it to Bi Xian. Thank you."
Shang Jun took the envelope, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, and perhaps there were only a few words in it, but Shang Jun could feel the heavyness of Lan Yi's writing it. Putting the letter carefully into the cuff, Shang Jun replied, "You're welcome, Miss Lan."
Lan Yi turned around and walked two steps, then stopped again. Shang Jun only heard her low voice, "Mr. Meng loves beauty, but she loves money more. Be careful." Back to the ground hurriedly entered the Commercial Supervision Department.
Shang Jun raised his eyebrows gently, love money? How to dream is to love money, it is simply greed. With a faint sarcastic smile, Shang Jun slowly stepped into the door of the Department of Commerce and Supervision. This time, perhaps it was Mengyiru's explanation, and the female general did not ask much. Shang Jun walked smoothly all the way to the study, stood in front of the door, coughing With a bang, he smiled and said, "Sir Meng."
"Shangjun is here, sit down." Meng Yiru immediately got up and greeted her, with a very different attitude from last time. She liked that Shang Jun was very generous, and she had reported the fact that Shang Jun had added a merchant ship to the imperial court. Naturally, she did not forget to boast that it was the result of her hard work. Master Fei was overjoyed and praised him many times. The current status of Shang Jun is of course different from the first sight. Meng Yi Ru looked at Shang Jun up and down, and then smiled: "For many days, I heard that you are ill. Today, it seems that you are looking good."
Shang Jun slightly cupped his hands and said with a smile: "After conditioning for a few days, it's better."
"That's good, that's good." Holding the customs clearance paper on the desk in his hand, Mengyi smiled smugly, "I will handle this customs paper for you as agreed."
He also devoured a lot of his money, and Shang Jun secretly reprimanded him in his heart, with the merchant's smile still on his face, and replied, "Mr. Meng's swift and resolute handling of affairs is admirable."
Sitting down beside him, Meng Yiru praised generously: "Shang Jun's strength is also eye-opening." Looking at the goods list on the paper, she couldn't help but marvel that Shang Jun actually bought so many goods , and the imported goods are very different from those chosen by Bi Xian. Most of them are treasures from the sea area. These items are not cheap.
"Where, the adults have won the prize." Shang Jun smiled indifferently.
Meng Yiru put the paper on the table, pushed it in front of Shang Jun, patted the back of Shang Jun's hand, meant something, and said vaguely: "Actually, if we can communicate more and keep in touch, this relationship is natural. It is incomparable to others, I will take more care of you who can help you, you can rest assured." After all, there are some things in the sea that are not allowed to board and leave the port. If he is willing to obey, she will naturally give him a lot of benefits. It's just that some words are inconvenient to say clearly, if he is a smart person, he will naturally know.
Of course, Shang Jun knew, especially when a fat hand was caressing his hand back and forth, he couldn't understand it any more. Shang Jun's anger rose faintly from the bottom of his heart, he suppressed the disgusting feeling, withdrew his hand gently, turned his face away deliberately, and replied, "Then I have to thank the lord. ."
Shang Jun's complexion changed slightly, and her ignorant appearance made Meng Yiru somewhat annoyed. She retracted her hand in embarrassment and raised her tone, so she said with difficulty: "It's natural, but there are many ships in the port, so I'm afraid to take care of it. Don't come."
Is she threatening him? Shang Jun sneered, she thought his money was so easy to get. Putting his hands on his chest, Shang Jun replied coldly: "As far as I know, apart from the fact that we go overseas from the East, Yan Rui also has a caravan that comes from the West Sea. If there are other caravans, it means that there is a lot of goods shipped out of the sea every year, so I don’t need to come four times a year.” You are busy, then I will keep you busy.
I thought that Shang Jun is a businessman, and it is certain to seek profit. If he follows her, he should know the benefits. Who would have thought that Shang Jun is so ignorant of current affairs. Seeing his slightly angry expression, it is like a dream. Immediately said, "No, no, no, that's not what I meant. What I mean is that there are a lot of fishing boats in the sea area, and I can't take care of them because I'm busy with business on weekdays."
She has already reported it to the court. He can't come if he says it, or he won't come if he doesn't. , but it is not good to lose the big because of the small.
The scheming face of the deputy official made Shang Jun look bored for no reason. He picked up the paper on the table, got up and said, "Since the paper for customs clearance has been completed, I will not disturb the adults, and I will leave Hong Kong later. already."
Meng Yiru said anxiously: "So urgent? When will Shangjun come next time?"
"After April, the caravan will naturally come. Lord Shang is leaving." After saying that, Lord Shang strode out of the study.
Meng Yiru caressed the hand holding Shang Jun just now, his skin is better than she imagined, but his temper is a little bigger. However, she just likes the domineering domineering without anger. Next time, next time, she must cultivate a good relationship with him.
Lao You instructed the crew to check the utensils on the ship, and saw Shang Jun walk on board with a displeased face, wipe the back of his hand with a square towel in his hand, and went in and out of the sea many times, and Lao You guessed that Shang Jun was angry. Lao You didn't point it out, stepped forward and asked, "Young Master Shang, the goods are ready, do you want to leave the port tonight?"
Shang Jun nodded and replied, "Yes, let's go now."
"Ok."
Looking up at the sky, it was not completely dark. There were a few traces of unusually red and coquettish glow in the sky. The sultry and sultry breath in the air made people feel a little uneasy for no reason, but what was wrong, Lao You couldn't tell. After thinking about it, he still shouted loudly: "Ready to sail."
Xiao Zongqing has been sitting on the deck. Seeing that Shang Jun's face is not right, he followed him into the cabin and asked, "Shang Jun, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Standing beside the bed, looking at the sky full of red clouds, the anger in his heart has subsided a lot. Shang Jun shook his head and replied softly: "It's nothing, it's better to go back earlier."
No matter which country you are in, whether it is men who are respected or women are in power, it is the same dirty official dealings, the same is the bullying of those in power, the hateful thing is that he can't change anything, only to cater to this dirty and ugly, this The reason for his anger is that he is angry with Meng Yiru, it is better to say that he is angry with himself.
Xiao Zongqing felt the anger of Shang Jun's forbearance, but he didn't know what he was angry about. It was as if he didn't understand why Shang Jun pretended to be a man, and why there always seemed to be unspeakable suffering and stories. At this moment, he felt that he was completely I don't understand Shang Jun, which makes me a little flustered.
The ship has set sail, and in the undulating waves, the drizzle that slowly started to wet the window lattices, the sky and the earth are gray, and it is impossible to tell which is the sea and which is the sky. The wind and waves on the sea are getting bigger and bigger, making people almost unable to stand. Xiao Zongqing advised: "Shang Jun, sit down, the wind and waves seem to be a little big, and you will faint again later."
With a calm face, Shang Jun replied softly, "I'm fine."
Xiao Zongqing didn't like Shang Jun's expression, as if no one could enter his heart. Xiao Zongqing took a deep breath and said, "Shang Jun, I have something to tell you." He wants to tell Shang Jun that he likes him and he wants to enter his world.
Shang Jun still looked out of the boat, turned his back to Xiao Zongqing, and asked indifferently, "What?"
Xiao Zongqing faced Shang Jun's cold back, maybe he had the courage to say it, so he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth secretly, and said, "Shang Jun, I, I like—"
Before the words were finished, the ship suddenly shook violently. Neither of them could stand firm. They took a few steps back, only to hear a loud noise from outside, followed by the disturbing footsteps and low roars on the deck. The rain is getting heavier, and looking out of the window, I only feel that there is water everywhere, and I don't know whether it is rain or spray that wet the window lattice.
"What's the matter?" Shang Jun frowned, and a bad premonition hit his heart. He opened the cabin door, and a gust of wind mixed with water mist hit. Shang Jun grasped the handrail next to the cabin, and was barely able to walk on the boat in the huge waves. Xiao Zongqing followed closely.
The sky and the earth are dark, the dark clouds are rolling, and the lightning pierces the sky, as if silver snakes shuttle between the clouds and waves. The dazzling flashes reflect the fury of the deep sea under the storm. On the face, people can't open their eyes. The huge waves swayed higher than the ship, and from time to time they rushed to the deck. Before Shang Jun and Xiao Zongqing walked out of the hatch, they were already soaked by the rain and waves.
On the deck, Lao You and several young crew members were running towards the stern with bundles of hemp ropes. Shang Jun staggered over and asked loudly, "Old You, what's going on?" Even though Shang Jun had used his loudest voice, he was almost blown away by the strong wind on the stormy sea.
Lao You supported Shang Jun and loudly replied in his ear: "Suddenly there is a storm, and it doesn't look like it will end so soon." It was his mistake, seeing the strange red glow in the sky, but still arrogantly thought, There are few storms in the late autumn season, but it turned out to be such a big storm.
The boat shook violently, and Shang Jun grabbed the side of the boat tightly, barely standing, and said anxiously, "Is it too late to go back to the port now?"
Lao You shook his head and replied solemnly: "No, the hurricane blows into the sea, and now I can't go back to the port at all. I can only continue to walk in the direction of the wind and get out of the scope of the storm." Now there is no turning back, Only the wind passed by.
Xiao Zongqing stood behind Shang Jun, holding Shang Jun's hand tightly with one hand, and holding the hemp rope beside the boat with the other to stabilize his body. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and he wiped his eyes hard to see the scene in front of him. The boat was like a leafless leaf in the wind and waves, spinning uncontrollably. Xiao Zongqing asked inexplicably, "Why does the boat keep spinning?"
Lao You pointed to the huge sail at the stern and replied, "The mast of the main sail is broken on one side, the sail can't be fixed, and the boat can't hold the direction."
When Shang Jun turned back, he saw that the sails were shaking violently in the wind and rain, and there was a loud popping noise. Shang Jun grabbed Lao You's sleeve and called, "Take me over there to see."
"No." Lao You shook his head vigorously and replied, "The waves are too big, you are not used to walking in the wind and waves, you will fall into the sea if you are not careful, and you are still seasick, Mr. Shang, it is better to go to the cabin." He Being so thin, the strong wind could blow him away.
"I'm fine now, Lao You, don't talk too much, go and have a look first." It was only after getting on the boat for a while, and he had a good rest two days ago. Shang Jun only felt a little dizzy, but he could still support. It was he who insisted on leaving the port at night. In the event of a storm, he was duty-bound, and he felt uneasy if he did not go to see what happened. Letting go of Lao You's hand, Shang Jun held the side of the boat and walked towards the stern with difficulty.
"Shangjun wait for me!" Even though the hand holding the hemp rope is numb, Xiao Zongqing still wants to follow Shangjun to the stern, how can he be better than a girl.
"Young Master Shang!" Lao You shouted, Shang Jun's thin back was still firmly marching hard in the wind, Lao You helplessly carried a bundle of hemp ropes and walked behind Shang Jun and Xiao Zongqing.
Coming to the stern, Shang Jun saw more than a dozen crew members gathered here. Looking up, the lower right corner of the triangular mainsail had collapsed, and it flipped left and right under the violent storm. Tie the sails back down.
Seeing Lao You, an old sailor held the hemp rope tightly in his hands and shouted: "Old You, no, the wind is too strong, and the sails can't be tied at all."
Lao You put the hemp rope under his feet and rushed over, pulling together the sails that were still madly moving, and said to the crew: "If you can't tie them up, you have to tie them up. There are a few more people, and the sails must be fixed. , otherwise we can only spin in the middle of the storm, and finally get involved in the vortex. Let's work hard together!"
"One, two, three, one, two, three—" Under Lao You's command, the crew quickly pulled the two ropes, and with the rhythm, the sails finally approached the mast little by little.
With his feet on the mast to fix his body, Lao You blushed and said with difficulty to the small crew next to him: "Quick! Tie it up!"
The little crew hurriedly threw the hemp rope around the mast, but it was still a little bit. Lao You shouted, "G-snap!" He took a deep breath, and everyone tried their best to push in the direction of the mast. Points, even if the shoulders and palms have long been worn out, the strength is still not slack.
Finally, just a little bit closer, the sails were tied back to the mast, and the boat was still tossing in the big waves, but no longer spinning. All of a sudden, including Lao You, a group of people fell to the ground, gasping for breath, letting the rain wash away, but their faces had bright smiles.
Shang Jun narrowed his eyes and deeply admired this group of men who were not afraid of rough seas and storms. Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Shang Jun suddenly heard a strange sound from the top of the mast. Even in the heavy rain, it was still clear. He wanted to take a closer look, but was washed away by the rain and couldn't open his eyes.
Obviously, Lao You heard it too, but Shang Jun couldn't see clearly, but Lao You, who had been traveling at sea all the year round, could see it clearly, and his face turned pale in an instant.
The crew members, who were relieved, saw that Lao You had a strange expression, and looked up one after another. At a glance, they all took a deep breath.
The top sail on the mast was loose.
Looking in horror at the crumbling sail on the high pole more than three feet tall, the old sailor said anxiously: "What should I do? If the main sail falls, the storm is so strong that it is impossible to tie it up again." Just now they were just a small part of them. Exhausted, there was nothing they could do above the mast.
"Climb up and strengthen it." Lao You gritted his teeth and shouted, "Bring the rope."
The crew looked at each other, but no one took it. The old crew member shook his head and sighed bitterly: "Old You, the wind and waves are so strong, it is impossible to climb up."
The main mast is more than 30 feet long, the body is straight, and there are only a few simple wooden stakes on it for climbing. Usually, when the sun is shining and the wind is calm, only experienced and old crew members can climb up. Now it is stormy and the poles are slippery and shaking violently. How can it be possible to climb up.
Bending down, picking up a bundle of hemp rope and carrying it on his shoulders, Lao You replied calmly, "It's impossible to have a try, or you will die!"
The old sailor grabbed the hemp rope and said, "Then I'll go!"
"I go!"
"I go!"
Several experienced old sailors rushed forward, and Lao You shouted, "Nonsense, the mast is so high, if it is accidentally knocked down by the storm, it will definitely fall into the sea. If you fall into the sea in such weather, you will die." God It seems that in order to cater to Lao You's words, a thunderstorm sounded at the right time, and the momentum that would split the heaven and the earth was frightening.
"Go away." Lao You grabbed the hemp rope, kicked off his shoes before they regained consciousness, and climbed alone on the smooth, straight, swaying mast.
Everyone's heart was in their throats, and no one cared about the taste of rain falling in their eyes, but they refused to leave Lao You's difficult and upward figure for a moment. The rain was flowing down the mast. Even if Lao You took off his shoes, he was still unable to move an inch on the slippery mast. He climbed a little and then slid down a little. After repeating this several times, he only climbed to less than one-third of the way. , but exhausted. The storm seemed to be fighting against them, and it became more and more rampant, and the boat was just its toy at the moment, and it was allowed to be ravaged. A huge wave hit, the people on the boat stumbled and fell, and Lao You fell from the mast.
"Old Yu."
Everyone gathered around, and Shang Jun said anxiously, "How are you?"
Lao You shook his head, supported his waist, and sat up slowly. Fortunately, Lao You didn't climb high enough and fell on the boat. If it were higher and fell into the sea, it would be hard to escape.
The sound of the rope on the main pole rubbing against the mast became louder and louder, and under the hurricane, it seemed to fall at any moment. Lao You said in surprise: "The main sail is almost unable to support it."
Lao You struggled to stand up, but was pressed down by a not thick but powerful hand.
Shang Jun took the hemp rope from Lao You and said, "I'll come."
"You can't do it, Lord Shang!" Xiao Zongqing's eyes widened. He saw with his own eyes that a strong man like Lao You was thrown down by the wind and waves, not to mention a thin woman like Lord Shang.
The crew all looked at Shang Jun with horror and disbelief. How could he do something that Lao You couldn't do? Isn't this courting death? Lao You was shocked and shouted, "Young Master Shang can't do it."
Shang Jun walked under the mast, pointed to the top of the pole, and asked, "Who of you can jump on the top of the pole?"
Leap on? It is difficult to climb up, how can it be possible to jump up.
Shang Jun said loudly: "I can!" He also knew that on this ship, only he could. Even now dazed by the wind and waves, he still wants to go.
"Shang Jun—" Xiao Zongqing has seen Shang Jun's martial arts. He can indeed jump up this mast, but after all, it is not on the flat ground, his face is gray, he does not know, he looks like at any time All will be normal.
"Don't say it, I must go." Can't bear to think too much, seeing that the sail is about to fall down, grab the rope, Shang Jun lifted his breath and jumped up. Perhaps the hurricane was too strong, or Shang Jun was unwell. He failed to jump to the top of the pole, but only halfway up. Shang Jun stepped on the mast, leveraged his strength again, and finally got on the pole head.
The crew members below were dumbfounded and applauded. They never thought that the thin and weak scholar was actually armed with martial arts.