After breakfast on the second day, Ling Qingyu went to the main hall of the outer courtyard after tidying up.
"Master Ling is really early." Wang Xuanzhi dialed the tea in the tea bowl and said sarcastically.
"It's relatively early, if there are no two adults, you can sleep more today." Sitting on the empty seat, Ling Qingyu said: "Okay, let's get down to business, the place you are going to this time, bring The number of people, and rewards, give me a list."
"Master Ling isn't angry anymore?" Cheng Jia laughed. The black thread who was so angry yesterday is so refreshed today? You don't want to throw us into the sea, do you
"I'm angry, aren't you taking my boat for nothing?" Ling Qingyu smiled and glanced at him.
"Today, let's go on board and see if there is anything we need to buy." Wang Xuanzhi said lightly.
"I'm sorry, it happened so suddenly. My ship was already full of goods. There are so many of you going on board, so you have to vacate it first." Ling Qingyu turned to Bai Wei and said, "Here I'll change to a cup of weaker tea."
"Then tomorrow." Wang Xuanzhi put down the tea bowl and said.
"Tomorrow, I'm already scheduled to see the Qiantang River Tide, but I'm not free." Ling Qingyu smiled.
"What do you mean by pushing back and forth like this?" The third person sitting in the lobby who had been ignored by Ling Qingyu said angrily.
"Who is this lord?" Ling Qingyu asked with a smile.
"This is Mr. Hu, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, who sent us here specially." Cheng Jia said, then turned to Mr. Hu and said, "Mr. Hu, Master Ling is right, we are not short of these few days , but it is the reward that the imperial court ordered to bring this time, I wonder if Mr. Hu has arranged it?"
Mr. Hu was taken aback for a moment, and then he looked at Wang Xuanzhi. Didn't Wang Xiang say that the Ling family's goods were used as rewards
"Which, doesn't the Ling family have goods? Lend it to the court first, and then make up for it when you come back?" Master Hu laughed.
"Hehe." Ling Qingyu looked like I knew it, turned his eyes around the three people's faces with a hint of contempt, and said: "All I brought this time are some low-grade porcelain. If you want to treat it as a reward from the court , I'm afraid it will really damage Zhou Guowei."
Mr. Hu was taken aback for a moment, and was about to speak, but Wang Xuanzhi had already said: "For the items you want to bring this time, you can go to Xu Chang and ask the Hangzhou government to arrange it."
"Yes, I'm going to find Mr. Xu right now." In response, Mr. Hu got up and left.
"The two adults have just arrived in Hangzhou, and there must be many appointments today, so I will not disturb you, and hope to give me the number of people accompanying you as soon as possible." Ling Qingyu smiled.
"What are you in such a hurry for?" Wang Xuanzhi said as he put the tea bowl down.
"Of course I'm anxious. My ship is a cargo ship. There are so many people here suddenly. Don't prepare a place to sleep? Or are you willing to sleep in the cargo hold?" Ling Qingyu said with wide-eyed eyes.
"Did you sleep in the cargo hold on the ship?" A female voice cut in.
Ling Qingyu was taken aback, looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a very beautiful maid in a bright yellow shirt standing behind Wang Xuanzhi staring at her angrily, smiled, and asked: "Which adult is this?"
"Shut up!" Wang Xuanzhi had already shouted, and Banxue immediately pulled Banmei back.
"Isn't your lord? I thought all the maids of the Wang family had official positions on them." Ling Qingyu sneered, no longer looking at Wang Xuanzhi's face, but turned to Cheng Jia and said: "There are some guest rooms on my ship, but they are all small. Now It’s too late to rebuild, how about it? It’s okay if you don’t wait for the new ships to come out.”
"Master Ling is just joking. Of course, Jia can do whatever he wants. Book the case and give the list of our personnel to Master Ling." Cheng Jia laughed.
The servant behind him immediately took out a pile of bills and handed them to Ying Shisan who had already reached out to pick them up.
"Here is the list of all the official personnel of the mission, as well as my personal attendants." Cheng Jia stood up and smiled at Ling Qingyu: "The weather is good today. Master Ling doesn't mind if Jia goes with you, right?"
Ling Qingyu's face froze, and just as he was about to speak, Cheng Jia had already smiled at Wang Xuanzhi and said, "Brother Wang, I'd like to trouble you to urge Mr. Xu more, and the emperor is in a hurry, so we can't delay this time. As for the sea boat, I and Ling It shouldn’t be a problem if the head of the family goes to have a look, right?”
Ling Qingyu was speechless and could only get up.
Seeing the two leaving hand in hand, Wang Xuanzhi's face darkened completely, and he said coldly: "Come here, send Banmei back to Bianjing, I can't afford such a person here."
"My lord!" Banmei was startled, knelt down, and said, "My lord, Banmei just saw that she was too rude, so... I beg you to forgive Banmei this time."
Wang Xuanzhi snorted coldly and said, "Send it away." Then he got up and left in a flick of his sleeves.
Banxue looked at Banmei crying on the ground, and shook her head slightly, so what if you are a gift from your wife to the son, this is not Bianjing, not Bianjing where the gatekeepers in the prime minister's mansion are older than seventh-rank officials.
"Is five days enough?"
"What?" Ling Qingyu looked back out of the window and asked back.
"Five days to adjust, is it enough?" Cheng Jia said with a faint smile.
"Enough." Ling Qingyu nodded.
"The emperor just wants the spices. As long as we get the spices he wants, we can return to the voyage. I will try not to cause trouble to you." Cheng Jia smiled slightly.
"People from the Wang family are on the boat, so it's impossible not to cause trouble." Ling Qingyu looked out of the window again.
"Jia has always wanted to go to the Fanwai, but the head of Ling's family has been running around the Fanwai for so long, so I don't know if he can be Jia's guide then?" Cheng Jia laughed.
Ling Qingyu had no choice but to turn his head back again, and said: "You are the envoys of the Great Zhou, so naturally someone will receive you."
"You said you're going to Qiantang to watch the tide tomorrow?" Cheng Jia asked.
"If you say you want to go together, then I won't go." Ling Qingyu's hair immediately stood on end.
"It really makes Jia sad." Cheng Jia lowered his eyebrows, concealed the expression in his eyes, and sighed.
Ling Qingyu stopped talking and turned to look out the window.
The Ling family's wharf is some distance away from the Hangzhou government wharf, extending from the official wharf.
The carriage stopped at the intersection, and Ling Qingyu paused after getting out of the car, thinking about what excuses he could use to not let Cheng Jia in.
"Jia won't go in, I'll wait for you at the tea stand over there." Cheng Jia got off the carriage behind her and said calmly.
Ling Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, then looked back at him, saw his eyebrows crooked and smiling, and said, "Okay, I'll take you to see the tide tomorrow."
Cheng Jia couldn't help but smile, seeing her leading people to the path, she wandered to the tea stall by the pier, found a table and sat down.
The book case has already rushed over, wiped all the tables and chairs carefully, and after Cheng Jia sat down, he said: "Young master, this place is not very clean, why don't you go to the car to get your own?"
Cheng Jia shook his head and said, "No, I'll try the taste here."
The store brought tea and snacks up, looked carefully at it, and hurriedly retreated away.
Looking at the muddy big tea, Cheng Jia suddenly remembered what Ling Qingyu said once, she said, what is a young lady from an aristocratic family? They are all piled up with money. They only know the joy of enjoyment. They don’t know the five grains or the crops. Except for the wind, the flowers, the snow and the moon, how can they know a little survival skills? Upbringing, the third generation knows how to eat, and the fifth generation knows how to wear. In the end, they are a bunch of prodigals. What is the use of such an aristocratic family when a real disaster strikes
Recalling that she was sitting by the campfire, eating barbecue, her eyes narrowed with happiness, and then she said, look, if you escape, will these be worse than those made at home after hundreds of processes
After taking a sip of the big bowl of tea, the astringency and bitterness of the tea almost made Cheng Jia spit it out, but he swallowed it forcefully. He looked up at the pier. Although it was already autumn, the weather was still hot and there were people coming and going on the pier. The hard workers are sweating profusely with their shirts off.
"Brother, I heard that the Ling family wants someone today?"
"Yeah, there's a lot of work these days, so you should bring more people there."
"Are their masters going to sea?"
"The flag of the Fengshen is hanging out, and it must be the leader who goes to sea."
"I really want to board the Fengshen."
"You are dreaming, the sailor of the Fengshen is something that ordinary people can be. For me, I am satisfied if I can be recruited as a sailor of the God of Wealth."
"You failed again this time?"
"Isn't that just a bad stomach that day. It will definitely work next time."
"Boss Shen is here, go!"
A big man appeared on the path, and the coolies on the tea stand rushed over, and after a while, the pier became quiet, and everyone went to Ling's pier.
"father."
"Hey, what's the matter?" The old man at the tea stand rubbed his hands and replied.
A young man ran over with a bundle on his back and said, "The God of Wealth has set off early. I won't be home for the holidays. Take care, you and mother."
"Hey, be careful yourself, and follow the boss!" The old man shouted at his son who had already run away.
"Understood!" The young man waved his hand and quickly ran into the path.
"Old man He, are you willing to send your son on board?"
"Of course those who follow Master Ling are willing to do so."
"Why do you say that?"
Seeing that the young master who had been sitting next to him spoke out, everyone else in the tea stand was silent for a moment, and then the owner of the tea stand smiled and said: "In the sea, the most important thing is to have a good boat master and good captain. The master Ling, whoever When encountering storms and other things, I have always stood in the most dangerous place by myself, and in the wind and waves, I can go through with her. The old man is not at ease with other boats, but the old man is very at ease with Ling’s boat.”
"Old man He, what you said is wrong. Your son is not on the Fengshen, but the God of Wealth." A person next to him said with a smile.
"The boat master of the God of Wealth is the master's direct disciple, so he is naturally formidable. In short, I don't worry about the old man."
"That's true. The Ling family is very strict in selecting sailors. It's rare for your son to be selected."
Both the book case and the painting case took a look at their young master. They followed the young master and Ling Qingyu to Jiangling, and then shared hardships in Jiangling. Seeing that the young master's eyes are now smiling and very happy, they are slightly relieved.
"Hey, Sanli, didn't you say you were taking a break today? Why are you here?"
"Stop talking, here's a steamed stuffed bun, I'll hurry to get on the boat."
"The Fushen is leaving too?"
"Let's all go, Fu Lu Shou Xicai, let's go today, don't talk about it, brothers, wait for me to come back to treat you."
"Isn't something going to happen? Didn't you say you're leaving after the festival?"
"How can something happen? If you can get on the boat of Ling's family, you will pay a hundred taels of silver when you come back a year. It's a pity, they basically don't recruit outsiders."
It seemed that it had caused her quite a lot of trouble. Cheng Jia lowered his head and took another sip of the big bowl of tea. After a few more sips, the tea had a hint of sweetness after the initial bitterness.
After sitting for more than an hour, Cheng Jia had already tasted the big bowl of tea, squinting his eyes and sitting comfortably on the long bench in the tea stand.
When the sailors who hurried from the pier to Ling's pier passed the tea stand, they all glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi who was sitting on the simple tea stand on the dirty pier, but seemed to be a painting.