Chapter 43 Yangzhou

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Chapter 704 Yangzhou

The old man just hasn't woken up yet, "I'm exhausted mentally and physically, so I'll be fine if I take a rest. So, Holy Aunt, are you ready? After your father wakes up, arrange for him to live in seclusion in the countryside somewhere. Although his superior martial arts skills are gone, but This internal strength can still be regained by practicing to some extent, not to mention that the moves and eyesight have not been lost, right? You can live in anonymity for a long time," Bai Lang said, shaking his hand.

After that, he waved his hand to indicate that Ren Yingying could leave. This girl Bai Lang also knew that her words meant what she said. She must have arranged for Ren Woxing to come over - but don't be a charlatan when you come here. Of course, Ren Yingying must be serious. It doesn't matter if Bai Lang is a deadbeat. The problems faced by Ren Woxing would be a headache even for the head of Shaolin, requiring the Yi Jin Jing to be used, but they are nothing in front of innate masters - not to mention someone like Bai Lang who is famous for his powerful internal strength.

It was customary for the emperor to be invisible, and several elders of Qingci Pavilion were dedicated to serve him. After Bailang went to get the petition, he directly drove the mule cart with the escort - he took the official ship and took the canal south, and the mule cart could be driven back anyway. It's rented. This journey will be easy. The place we are traveling is not the territory of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, Shaolin Temple, Wudang Sect and Demon Sect. The southeast coast has always been a place where they can't interfere.

The real giants and powerful gangs are all in Zhili, Zhejiang, and Fujian, Guangdong. Who makes this the place where the real money is? If you have money, you will have masters. This is a wise saying. Only the Salt Gang and the Cao Gang here can be called They are the real big gangs in the world, and the powerful martial arts families or martial arts sects are the powerful tycoons in the city - they are all smugglers, and it will not work if they are not good at martial arts and have a wide range of skills.

Bailang was going to Zhejiang to become a leftist and join politics. He met Ren Yingying again on the Shandong Canal section. This girl actually kept her promise. Without saying a word, she jumped onto Bailang's official ship and became a maid. Saint aunt. He also brought a Blue Phoenix, "Are you not the leader of the Five Poison Sect?" Bai Lang was quite curious. He had found it in the documents of the Ministry of Punishment and Jin Yiwei. It turned out that the Five Poison Sect was a relatively unpopular primary school in Yunnan.

As a result, Lan Fenghuang's expression was quite embarrassing, but fortunately she immediately became as if nothing had happened - "Who can be the leader of the Five Poison Sect if you can compete with the Han officials in the Central Plains?" Bai Lang was speechless after saying this. Think about it carefully. It's so damn reasonable. Bai Lang really can't think of anything to say to make a point. I guess the so-called Holy Girl from the Demon Sect feels the same way. Bai Lang is now a senior official from the fourth rank, and it's hard for anyone to be promoted faster than him. Already.

But it probably won’t be that fast in the future. You can take your time in getting various honorary officers and other titles. If this time it doesn’t work, Bailang will be made an official in the Zuo Council for at least three years, and then he will be promoted to the governor of Hangzhou or Ningbo. The prefect will be here for another three to six years. After that, you can be promoted to the chief envoy. If you don't go to the administrative officer, you can also go to the judicial officer. I probably won't go to the Yushitai.

The official ship sailed along the Grand Canal peacefully, and nothing happened - the Caobang's land was along the way, and the only ones that could compete with them were the Yan Gang and the Yangtze River Thirteen Ladles. The troughs on the canal. There are many people with deep auras on the ship, and the number of masters is much more than that of Heimu Ya. Ren Yingying and Lan Fenghuang have not been to this southeastern place very much, and now they look very cautious when they come here.

The other party doesn't care about the two of them. The bureaucrats who come to visit Bailang won't pay attention to them. The masters of the Cao Gang don't even have the qualifications to visit Bailang. They can only escort them from a distance and send gifts. "Yes.

All the high-ranking officials who leave the capital are like this, and they treat me very well. One day, sir, if you see me returning to the capital as a third-rank or second-rank official, then I will be in the limelight." Bai Lang was not surprised at all.

When Bailang got off the ship in Yangzhou, he planned to stay here for a few days - it was not that he was coveting the prosperity of Yangzhou, it was just that he planned to customize some official robes in Yangzhou. In fact, it would be best to go to Nanjing to customize them, but Bailang was too lazy to go around in a small circle.

The salt merchants were also very polite. The Yangzhou magistrate held a banquet in honor of Bai Lang, a leftist political activist from Zhejiang. There were many salt merchants among the guests, and the entire banquet was held in the large garden of a certain salt merchant's home.

Many beauties from Yangzhou were invited, and almost all the local scholars and bureaucrats came - Bailang's official rank of fourth rank was not a big one, but his innate master's background was very big. Although this gentleman was a civil servant, at the banquet

At first glance, he looked like a military commander. His eyebrows were raised and his beard was extremely powerful, and his appearance was worthy of a warrior.

If you were an ordinary commander or commander, you would inevitably be ridiculed at such a banquet. This is out of the arrogance of civil servants. However, the person in front of you is also a genuine Jinshi, and those scholars only

Maybe he was obediently flattering—Bai Lang was their senior in the examination room, and among them there were many who were much older than Bai Lang and were still in the role of civil servants, and there were still quite a few scholars.

The beauties in the Yangzhou Courtyard also smiled charmingly in front of Bailang like flowing water, and even persuaded him to drink. Of course they also played with poetry and music - but after a few times, they realized that this gentleman was not good at this.

So these smart people immediately switched to other things to enjoy and never mentioned poetry.

Bai Lang drank too much again, but of course it was the Holy Aunt who pulled him back this time - it was not a problem for Ming Dynasty bureaucrats to sleep in flowers and willows, but it was actually prohibited by Ming law in public. Such a happy banquet,

Of course, Bailang would not be disappointed and use his innate innocence to force him to drink. He was naturally drunk.

This guy sang a song, "Where will my sword go? Love and hate are hard to find. My sword cuts through the sky, and the winds and clouds surge between the sky and the earth." The holy lady curled her lips and felt that the tune was a bit out of tune when sung by this person.

What song?" She was also a little curious. The last time Bailang teased her, he sang various slang-like songs, and it was the same this time, so she asked.

"Swords are like dreams, hahahaha." Bai Lang also said with a smile, "Oh, there is a song that is very suitable for you, ah, it's not you, it's sister Qingxia, ah, it's not right, it's the Invincible East. The world of mortals is so ridiculous and infatuated.

It's the most boring and arrogant thing." As a result, the holy lady was so angry that she had nothing to say.

Bai Lang stayed in Yangzhou for six days. When the official robe was ready and delivered, Bai Lang also tried it on. When he wore the big red robe, he really looked full of official authority and could be called a member of the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty. The chest patch was Yunyan, which was made with

It was embroidered with colorful threads, and there were dark cloud patterns on the red robe. "Sooner or later, the master will also be given a python robe." Bai Lang was very proud - Ming Dynasty's clothes have begun to be worn randomly these days, if Bai Lang hadn't wanted to give him a five-grade face

When I was young, I dared to wear a red robe.

Within a few days, Bai Lang had already arrived in Hangzhou and met the Chief Secretary who took office. He was responsible for the Japanese pirates affairs in the garrison and the road.

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