"Wait until they get off the boat." Yan San said coldly.
"We have to wait another ten days." Yan Qi gritted his teeth.
"Not necessarily." Looking at the porthole downstairs, Yan San glanced towards the cabin upstairs.
Yan Qi then left the side of the boat and headed for the kitchen.
Yan San walked past Hua Zheng, walked up to Ling Qingyu and asked, "Where's the lunch?"
"Go back to the room and eat." Ling Qingyu raised his head in response, and then smiled at Hua Linger: "I'm going back to the room first, can we talk next time?"
Hua Ling'er rolled her eyes, and was about to speak when Hua Zheng preempted her and said, "We're going down too, thank you in charge."
Ling Qingyu smiled, got up and left.
Hua Ling'er looked at Hua Zheng in puzzlement and said, "Eldest brother, we are having a good chat, can you ask sister to eat outside?"
"Junior sister!" The senior sister of the Huashan faction called her, pulled her up, and said, "Let's go down too." If there is no matter about Jiuhua, according to the temperament of the Ling family, I am afraid that she will really be invited to dinner. But in this situation, my junior sister is too confused.
Seeing that Hua Zheng's face was also dark, Hua Ling'er muttered, and reluctantly got up and followed them down.
"Stay away from the Jiuhua Sect on the boat." After Hua Ling'er passed by, Hua Zheng said to another junior sister.
The junior sister froze for a moment and then nodded, the senior brother is very safe in doing things, so there must be a reason for what he said.
I didn't notice when the man arrived just now, and Hua Zheng still felt a little terrified in his heart. For a martial arts learner, if someone approaches from behind and doesn't notice it, then it's okay to be instantly killed by someone. He is still a little confident in his martial arts, at least he is considered to be above average among the young people of the new generation, and he is considered to be the best in martial arts among the young disciples in this boat. The man just walked past him quietly like this Why don't you surprise him, I just hope that the disciples of the Jiuhua Sect don't cause trouble anymore, and don't be implicated even if they cause trouble.
Before going down the stairs, Hua Zheng looked back at the man again. From the half-open window, he could be seen lowering his head and setting the bowl. It was a warning just now, but it can't be blamed on other people, that Master Ling is really a talker, but No matter how easy you talk, you won't be slapped in the face like this.
Yan San tilted his head slightly, and when he saw Hua Zheng outside the window nodding to him, he nodded too, "If you don't cause trouble, we won't bother you, this kid is a sensible person, seeing Hua Zheng's figure disappear on the stairs mouth, lowered his head and continued to swing chopsticks.
After all the people above had left, Ling Qingyu hugged Yan San's waist from behind, rubbed his face against his back, and said, "Yan San, we are not angry." care about. Although she didn't know martial arts and couldn't feel any murderous intent, she could still feel the coldness in Yan San's eyes. Every time there was such a look in his eyes, there must be a massacre afterwards.
Yan San patted her hand lightly, and said: "I know how to measure." You can do whatever you want in Fanwai, but in Dazhou, he and Yan Qi are both shady, and it is definitely not good to fight against Wulin, but they are As a killer, he naturally has his own methods. Even if Ling Qingyu doesn't care about it, I'm sorry, Yan San has always been small-minded, and he will definitely report his flaws!
Ling Qingyu sighed lightly, the issue of identity is a big issue, no matter how rich she is, she is still just a merchant, not only those scholars and officials, but even these people from all walks of life can look down on her, it seems that the number one problem is to improve her status. It's just that in Dazhou, she was a woman, and the ways to improve her status were really limited. She couldn't take the imperial examination, and it was useless if she could. Now she doesn't know anything about this kind of imperial examination. If you want to marry someone like Juren sisters, if you want to marry, well, go directly to the backyard, I am afraid that even the property will not be your own.
After much deliberation, it is still only possible to control more of the economic share, so that no matter what status people have to use their own financial resources.
Then you can only work hard to make money!
The will to fight was once again high. After eating, Ling Qingyu picked up a pen and account book, and began to mark on the map, listing business lines, mining sites, and land properties in detail, and accounting them one by one.
Once Ling Qingyu started to settle the accounts, he would concentrate all his attention. Yan San closed the door and stood outside the door. Hua Linger swayed under the stairs a few times, and shrank back when he saw his cold gaze.
"Junior Sister, don't go anymore, maybe someone has something to do." The senior sister persuaded helplessly, there were people standing on the left and right of the stairs, the meaning was obvious, don't come up, only this little junior sister who was spoiled since childhood , just don't understand.
"But it's so boring." Hua Ling'er started pointing her fingers. The senior brother has already made it clear that she can't hook up with the Jiuhua faction. There is only such a large area on this boat. It is best to go upstairs to have a look at the scenery and chat. For entertainment, but now they are not allowed to go up, hey.
The boring days passed without two days.
When the ship passed through Songzhou, it was moored at the wharf for supplies at night, and most of the people from Longmen went ashore to do errands. Hua Linger, who was exhausted that night, also called her senior brothers and sisters to go ashore to play, and then called Ling Qingyu.
Ling Qingyu, who had been unhappy in Songzhou last time, said that he was not feeling well and did not go with them, but it was indeed uncomfortable to sit on the boat. When Hua Linger and the others left, he took Yan San there. Walk around the pier.
Songzhou is also a big transit city on the canal. Coolies and commoners live by the pier. Over time, a small market has formed beside the pier. There are mostly food stalls, and most of the food is for the coolies on the pier. Ample and cheap.
Ling Qingyu wore men's clothing, sat on the stall and ate glutinous rice balls while chatting with the coolies next to him.
"Nowadays the world is hard. A few years ago, I was able to farm some fields, but now I can only live on my back." The man in his thirties sighed.
"Is that enough money?" Ling Qingyu asked.
"Let's try not to starve to death. It depends on whether we can live enough. Now that we have entered Longmen, we can finally have a guarantee." The man sighed, and then told the few people to rest and continue to move the goods.
The land tax is too heavy, and when natural disasters come, those lower-class households will basically become landless refugees. Even if the harvest is good, if the family has too many people, they will migrate away because the production cannot pay the tax. The current situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty is that the situation of military generals is better than that of the Northern Song Dynasty. At least there will be no embarrassing situation where the soldiers do not know the generals, and the generals do not know the soldiers. On the contrary, a family of generals has been formed. The situation of being in charge of the soldiers on the East Road is just that Zhou Shizong's original policy of equal land rent, light corvee and low tax has survived in name only. In recent years, taxes have increased dramatically. The increase to 10% is due to the bad shipping situation in recent years, so I dare not add more, but the land tax has increased to 20% to 30%, Han Bian has already discussed with her to increase land rent to deal with it, let alone ordinary small farmers . If the country doesn't have enough to eat, sooner or later there will be changes, but now the army of Dazhou is still very strong, and ordinary refugees or riots will be suppressed directly, and it should be no problem for another ten or twenty years.
Speaking of which, originally he only wanted to avenge his parents here to complete the task of this life, but now there are more people who can't let go, so he can only continue to struggle in this glitzy world.
Although it was already night, the pier was still brightly lit and it was very lively. The lights reflected the river crimson.
When Hua Zheng walked out from the city gate, he immediately saw two people sitting by the side of the small stall on the pier. There were coolies coming and going, and the stall was very simple and dirty. With a smile, it was unusually harmonious with that scene.
"Brother?"
"Let's go." Hua Zheng withdrew his gaze, sideways blocked Hua Ling'er's sight, and brought her back to the boat. If Junior Sister ran over to disrupt the situation at this time, the man would definitely kill her!
"It's getting cold, let's go back." Yan San looked at the sky and said.
Ling Qingyu nodded, and suddenly frowned when she got up, and said, "Yan San, I seem to..." The aunt came.
Yan San's first reaction was to hug her and go, but she stared at her, threw a few copper coins on the table, and took her hand and walked back. Her menstrual affairs are always uncertain, and she may have something to do with that snake pill, so she still needs to go to the ghost doctor to see her.
When they got on the boat, they saw that the lights on the boat were brightly lit, and several Longmen disciples were guarding the boat mouth. When they saw Ling Qingyu, Lin Jinglin said in shame: "The master."
"What happened?" Ling Qingyu asked.
Lin Jinglin wanted to say something but didn't, and took the lead up to the second floor of the boat.
The second floor was very lively. Several people from the Huashan faction were standing on the side of the ship with constipated faces, and several people from the Jiuhua faction were fixed at the door of Ling Qingyu's cabin while maintaining the posture of stabbing with long swords.
"Are you a well-known sect? Or a group of young people?" Yan Qi said coldly.
"What's the matter?" Ling Qingyu walked around those people, and asked when he saw the boy who asked her to give up his cabin lying on the ground with a broken arm.
"Boy, put smoke in your cabin, and then go into the cabin to steal. If you want to stay, I'm afraid you'll have to steal incense or something." Yan Qi kicked the young man, and the young man was in extreme pain. But it is estimated that after being hit on the Ya acupoint, he could not scream, and could only whimper while clutching his broken arm.
"Then these few?" Ling Qingyu pointed at those statue-like human beings again, and deliberately walked around Zhen Zhen.
"They are guarding the door to catch the traitor." Yan Qi's cold eyes paused for a moment on Zhen Zhen's face.
Lin Jinglin whispered the story to Hua Zheng and the others at the side. At night, seeing that there was no one guarding the upstairs, Zhen Tong from the Jiuhua School quietly went up to the second floor, and first blew incense into the cabin. , and then pried open the door, and there was no one in the room at the time, so Zhen Tong rummaged through the room and wrapped Ling Qingyu's jewelry in a big bag. When he was stealing inside, several other disciples of Jiuhua also came up to him quietly. When the male disciple of Jiuhua pushed open the door, Zhen Zhen shouted: "How can you be so shameless, you woman, look at me!" Our little junior brother actually fell in love with him when he was young."
Hua Zheng immediately understood when he heard this, and looked at those people with extreme contempt. If Ling Qingyu hadn't gone out, how could they still have the face to face others if they were stunned by Mixiang? , This is more than killing her with a knife.
Seeing that all the Huashan faction showed contempt on their faces, and even Hua Ling'er, who was originally impatient, took a step back, Zhen Zhen was a little anxious, and winked at Hua Ling'er vigorously, tears kept rolling down, looking extremely pitiful. appearance.