After dealing with the affairs in the village, Ling Qingyu went to see Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi when she was free. After receiving Yan San's words, she calmed down and didn't worry about it anymore. Naturally, her original complexion and expression returned to her face.
"The weather is nice today, why don't you two collaborate on a painting and calligraphy?" Ling Qingyu finally couldn't help but said while watching the two play chess after game at the table.
Wang Xuanzhi glanced at her and continued playing chess.
Be stingy! Ling Qingyu turned his head to please Cheng Jia and said, "Master Cheng, I just got a good coral, why don't we go and appreciate it together?"
Cheng Jia looked at her amusedly and said, "Your house is full of treasures, are you still thinking about our hard-to-find?"
Who revealed this? Ling Qingyu immediately changed his righteous face and said: "What are you talking about, what kind of friendship do we have, can it be measured by money?"
"What kind of friendship do we have?" Wang Xuanzhi asked lightly.
"This...at least it should be considered as a friend who fought in the same trench." Ling Qingyu looked at the sky and said.
"Oh, friends are used to block knives." Wang Xuanzhi said calmly.
Ling Qingyu turned his head suddenly, and asked the book case: "Who taught your young master these messy things?"
The book case pointed to the figure of Su Ce who was slowly slipping away outside.
"Well, just chatting casually, why are you so particular about it?" Ling Qingyu could only laugh. This can only be blamed on her, it is really embarrassing to pass back the words that were spoken without restraint.
"Then when are you serious?" Wang Xuan lowered his head, looked up at her and asked.
"Well, I remembered, I still have some things to do, so I'm leaving first. You play slowly." Ling Qingyu got up quickly and left.
"Xuanzhi, why do we have to get to the bottom of things that have no results?" Cheng Jia said with a sigh.
Wang Xuanzhi dropped the chess piece and said, "Let's go for a walk."
"Eleventh, when you grow up, you must not be so stingy." Lying on the rocking chair with a book reading, Ling Qingyu said to Ye Shishi who was busy in and out of cooking.
"What?" Ye Shiyi asked as he put the dishes on the stone table.
"A man, isn't it okay to have three wives and four concubines? Look, I don't feel that I have suffered a disadvantage, and a man will naturally not suffer a disadvantage? Right? Such a trivial matter, to hold grudges until now, really!" Ling Qingyu turned the pages of the book, muttered. If it wasn't for that damn snake pill, would I have committed a crime? Our family, Yan San, has a better figure and skill than you, hum!
"Sister." Ye Shiyi called out.
"Ah?" Ling Qingyu raised his head and followed Ye Shiyi's fingers to see the two people standing at the gate of the yard.
Wang Xuanzhi took the roll of paper in his hand, and his face was so dark that it could be ashes from the pot.
Ling Qingyu jumped up and rushed back into the house.
A wry smile slowly appeared on Wang Xuanzhi's face, and the slight persistence in his heart turned into bitterness.
Seeing that the two had put up a picture case in the yard, Ling Qingyu took a bag of pearls from a box of pearls on the table with a cloth bag, then walked out the door and quietly walked behind the two of them.
Wang Xuanzhi's painting style is not as elegant as Cheng Jia's, but more refined. A tree of peach blossoms is in full bloom, and the beauty under the flowers looks up to smell the fragrance of the flowers. Lifelike, the smile on the corner of the mouth and the ripples in the eyes seem to be alive.
Ling Qingyu was really taken aback, he really didn't expect Wang Xuanzhi's painting skills to be so superb.
"Is it still in your eyes?" Wang Xuanzhi put down his pen and asked.
His tone had never been so peaceful, Ling Qingyu looked at him in surprise, and saw that there was no trace of resentment on his face, and he was that elegant and unparalleled young man who knocked on the door when they first met.
"For you." Ling Qingyu handed him a bag of pearls and said.
"Hehe, what is this?" Wang Xuanzhi took it bluntly and said with a smile.
"This year's pearls, you can go back and make jewelry, or grind them into powder and use them as beauty products." Ling Qingyu picked up the painting, smacking the corner of his mouth and said loudly: "It's really a peerless beauty. When I get old, I must hang it in the bedroom."
"Why wait until you get old?" Cheng Jia asked with a smile.
"When I get old, I can tell my grandson, look at how beautiful grandma used to be." Ling Qingyu said with a twitch of his eyes.
"Sister, didn't you say that lying is not a good boy?" Ye Shixi said as he served the meal.
"It's not a good boy to lie, but at that time, my sister is an old woman, so it doesn't matter if she is a good boy or not." As he spoke, he took the painting back to the room.
In the days that followed, Ling Qingyu would handle affairs in the main hall in the morning, and take the two of them out for a stroll in the afternoon, or listen to them play the piano and watch them paint.
Half a month later, Yan San brought back a group of exhausted people.
And the next day, Ram's boat came back from Dazhou.
"The price is good. I heard that Da Zhou's incense is out of stock, and the price of the one that has stock is so expensive that ordinary officials can't afford it. So when we arrived, the stock was sold out." La Tom laughed.
"All the cash?" Ling Qingyu wondered, is there so much cash
"There are gold, silver and copper coins, and there are goods for exchange. Master, do you know how many goods we brought back this time?" Ram handed her the goods list.
One million bolts of silk fabrics, including Qingluo Hongluo Shu brocade Dongjuansi Ling, two million pieces of porcelain, including Jun porcelain, which was never available before, and one million catties of tea, including Xiaolong Tuan. That's all, it's tens of millions of taels!
"I left 300,000 catties of tea leaves in Quanzhou. Here are those high-grade teas called Xiaolong Tuan. They are said to be very valuable. I brought back all the silk, 350,000 taels of gold, and 3 million taels of silver. Five hundred thousand copper coins are also placed in Quanzhou." Ram said.
"Which merchants are they selling to?" Ling Qingyu asked.
"There are a lot of houses. When we went, Mr. Fan happened to be in Quanzhou. He contacted more than a dozen large commercial firms, and then collected one-tenth of the tax, and bought 30% of the purchase. All of them were exchanged in kind. Boss Ding said Master Fan used the goods in the warehouse of the Fujian Road Transit Envoy, so there are more tea leaves."
No wonder it can be sold at this price, Ling Qingyu nodded in his heart, and would like to thank Fan Ye if he had the opportunity to go back.
"This is a letter." Ram took out a stack of letters and said, "By the way, Master Fan asked about the Fengshen, and I followed what you said. Then Master Fan's expression changed at that time. Have I seen the envoy of the Great Zhou? I said I haven’t, but there are also some extra boats that came over recently, I don’t know if other people have seen it.”
"Well, let's go back later." Ling Qingyu said.
"Then we'll leave later," Ram said.
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Heishuiguan camp.
Yang Zhao and He Li were looking at the newly delivered armor when the messenger soldier hurried in and said, "General, letter."
Yang Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then saw the words on the envelope, quickly took it over, and asked, "She's back?"
"No, it's a boat from Quanzhou. It is said that it is Fanwai's boat, not the Ling's." After the messenger finished speaking, he retreated first.
"I'm afraid the Wang family will suffer from being dumb this time." After reading the letter, Yang Zhao said with a smile.
"What?" He Li asked itchy in his heart.
"Qingyu asked Lamu to bring the fleet over to trade as a merchant from the Zhuluo Kingdom. Didn't Xiao Sui sell the last batch of goods to the Wang family and the Zhao family? The price is estimated to be very low, and the prices sold by those shops are high. It’s outrageous. Now that four full-loaded sea ships are coming back, the price of incense will drop soon, and their goods may be overwhelming.” Yang Zhao laughed. Seeing the back, his face sank again.
"What happened?" He Li kept staring at him and asked.
"Well, when we were going out, the imperial army and the Wang family in the mission on the boat attacked first, and then they were attacked by the Xie family's boat. Yan San was seriously injured, and Qing Yu said... he would come back later." Yang Zhao spoke more and more slowly, road.
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The camp of the Zhao family army in Bazhou.
Zhao Yinfeng laughed loudly and said, "How much did the Wang family lose?"
"I'm afraid it's quite a lot. They planned to sell it at a high price at first, and I'm afraid they didn't sell one-tenth of the goods. However, General, there are also members of our Zhao family in it." Zhao Meng said.
"Now that you said that, I remembered that they haven't given us what they promised us this year?" Zhao Yinfeng raised his chin and looked at Zhao Meng.
Zhao Meng wiped off his sweat and said: "General, don't embarrass me. At this time, I will ask the eldest son to ask for armaments. The younger one will probably have his life in custody."
"Big brother was so smart that he was confused for a while, so what if he got stuck in the Ling family? Isn't there a ship coming from Fanwai?" Zhao Yinfeng said sarcastically, and then asked: "Then what happened to the Fengshen? "
"It is said that Mr. Fan has submitted the memorial. According to the news from the Fanren, I am afraid that the Fengshen has been attacked, and the loss will not be small, but there is no news from anyone now. The Zhengshitang has ordered the Quanzhou Shipyard to build the ship and go to sea immediately." Zhao Meng replied.
"When we first go out, we need to build ships in Quanzhou." Zhao Yinfeng sneered, "One is anxious for incense, and the other is because of the idea of others' seagoing ships."
Zhao Meng was sweating, and he didn't dare to pick it up. My third young master, you are becoming more and more open-minded now.
In the year of Bianjing in the Great Zhou Dynasty, some families were happy and some were sad, but Lingjia Village had the happiest year.
The ships of all routes gathered together, the crew, sailors, villagers of Lingjia Village, and local aborigines.
The reunion dinner on New Year's Eve was even more spectacular than the one Cheng Jia and the others had.
It's just that this time, with Yan San smiling like that, no one dared to go to ask Ling Qingyu for a drink. He finished it all honestly, and watched Ling Qingyu take a sip of water instead of wine.
A soldier couldn't help crying to his companion next to him, why do we have to drink all the water, and the leader only takes a sip
The companion said coldly: "Go and tell the third master."
The soldier was speechless for a moment.
Halfway through the banquet, a circle was cleared in the village square. Some indigenous people performed dances, some set off fireworks, some beat drums, and danced around the circle to the sound of drums.
Amidst the booing, the bold man sang a boat song, the shy girl was pushed up and sang a folk song, and Su Mu also sang loudly under the encouragement of Ling Qingyu. The singing that seemed to soar into the sky made the whole village boil stand up.
Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi met the group led by Zhang, they had been completely assimilated, they went out with Fang Nianyuan's boat, fought with the natives in Papua, and now they are completely half-bandits.
Those little officials also took the time to tell Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi that they wanted to stay here. These people are all from Honglu Temple who specialize in studying the extra-fantasy. Now that they have such good conditions, they want to stay and seriously study the extra-fantasy matters.
Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi had already taken off their fluttering white clothes and wandered around the fields in short clothes, so they joined this happy army without any psychological barriers.
In the midst of the excitement, someone suddenly shouted: "Master, when will you marry the third master!"
The center of the venue suddenly fell silent, and then the person who yelled sobered up.
Ling Qingyu looked up at Yan San, stood up, and said with a smile: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a date. We two will get married today, okay?"
"Okay!" This time it was a thunderous applause.
The New Year's Eve dinner turned into a wedding banquet, and fireworks were blooming all over the sky. Huang Jing and Zhou Tan hurriedly took people to the mountain to bring new fireworks down.
Ling Qingyu and Yan San were pushed back to the room to change into new clothes. Seeing the bright red dress, Yan San immediately understood that Ling Qingyu must have secretly made preparations early on, even if the big man's voice was also prepared in advance, And the fireworks and booze that totally exceeded the usual amount.
"Qing Yu..." Yan San felt a lump in his throat, and was about to say something when he was pushed out.
"We have to welcome the bride first! Then there is the church visit! Don't worry, there is plenty of time for you to talk about it." Everyone laughed.
The sedan chair for welcoming relatives went around the village, and then was sent to the main hall. There was no high hall, so Zhu Weili sat on the main seat and received a salute.
As in a dream, Yan San was almost pushed away by someone, but when he was finally sent into the bridal chamber, everyone shouted, "Take off the hijab now!"
Yan San's aura broke out at this time, he hugged his wife and ran back to the backyard first, and exposed it in front of you guys, what a beautiful idea!
The main house has been decorated beautifully, with red brocade tents, Liuxia windows, bead curtains made of thumb-sized pearls, a complete set of rosewood furniture, and a dazzling array of rare treasures on antique shelves. On the main wall, On the other hand hung the painting by Cheng Jia.
Although Yan San's lightness kung fu is very high, but he couldn't bear to wait for a group of people in the new house, and couldn't drive him away, so he had to take the scale in front of them and pick up the bright red hijab.
Yan San's hands trembled a little, and he managed to remove the hijab only after picking it for the third time, causing bursts of laughter.
But Yan San could no longer hear any sound, and only saw the delicate face slowly raising her blushing cheeks.
There seemed to be a layer of water in her eyes, shining like the most dazzling gemstones. Yan San's fingers unconsciously caressed the blushing cheeks, and then drew a trace on the smiling lips.
"Okay, now don't be tired of showing us, get out, everyone outside is waiting!" The people next to him laughed.
"What's the matter, you still want to eat us?" Ling Qingyu stood up, took Yan San's hand, and said with a smile.
"The bride is going out too!"
"That's right, we should be getting married by the head of the family!"