Ji Yuanheng's nose became sore and his eyes blurred.

"Why do they want to..." Ji Yuanheng said, "How did you invite them?"

Li Yong looked at the black-shirted people and said, "Yanran said that as long as their illness is controlled, they will not be passed on to others carefully when they are on weekdays. Yanran also gave them some work that they can do so that they can support themselves. This time they took the initiative to come."

Many people are like this. As long as you give them a piece of tiles, they will give everything for it.

Ji Yuanheng said: "They wear such clothes..."

"They call themselves men in black robes, and their dressing will attract attention no matter where they go in the future, so that it will also facilitate others to avoid them."

Li Yong's words in the storm shocked many people.

They all know how painful it is for the people who have changed their treacherous wind, but they come here because of repaying their kindness.

It sounds so simple, but it is actually very difficult.

"Try again." When Ji Yuanheng saw this scene, he felt that he had no reason to give up.

People should work hard to live in order to do one or two proud things.

This is not a waste of life.

"Get up, try again." Ji Yuanheng shouted again, and the boatmen on the ground stood up one after another.

The people around him waved chess pieces at the big ship.

The sound of the horn sounded, and the ship was ready to move forward again.

The rain continued to fall and kept falling on everyone. A rope weighed a thousand pounds, and everyone supported it with their backbone.

The big ship broke through the wind and waves, the ropes moved forward little by little, and the solid steps fell to the ground. Everyone tried their best, but there was only one thought in their hearts.

Finally, we arrived at the turbulent place of the water. The rope began to shake in the heavy rain, and everyone around us stared at the big ship in the river.

The hull was hit by the river and began to tilt, and the people on the boat made a scream.

"Keep going, don't stop."

Ji Yuanheng shouted.

The hull seemed to be out of control and was about to fall into the volatility of the river.

There was another rapid storm, but the boat finally stabilized its body, like the sun hiding behind the dark clouds, revealing its body bit by bit.

Cheers came from both sides and on the ship.

Ji Yuanheng stared at all this in a daze.

"It's done."

It really happened.

Ji Yuanheng grabbed the people around him and was so excited that he couldn't say anything else.

"Brother-in-law," Ji Yuanheng looked at Li Yong, "We can send grain to northern Xinjiang."

Although he didn't close his eyes for a few days in the heavy rain, Ji Yuanheng felt that Li Yong was full of energy at this moment.

If it weren't for Li Yong's help, he would definitely not have achieved such a result. He was happy and said something naturally.

He seemed a little sorry for his sister.

"I said..." Ji Yuanheng's face tightened, and Li Yong was interrupted before he could say the following words.

Li Yong said: "Uncle, we might as well work hard. Let a few more boats pass through this danger today. The rain has gradually become smaller. We should take the opportunity to seize the time."

Yes, this is the most important thing.

Ji Yuanheng kept nodding, and Li Yong had already started to give orders skillfully.

When a ship passed by successfully, everyone seemed to be inspired, without any fatigue on their faces.

Finally, the heavy rain that had been falling for a few days finally stopped gradually.

A fleet of ships breaks through the waves under the sun.

Ji Yuanheng wiped away the rain from his face again, and the scene in front of him seemed to be a dream, because this was something that only happened in his dream.

All are now realized.

...

The granaries near the Gyeonggi Museum have no food to mobilize. If this continues, the capital will soon be out of food.

Just when people are in panic.

"Emperor, the grain...grain...is transported from water to Beijing."

The emperor on the throne couldn't help but show a happy expression, and Li Yong and Ji Yuanheng really did it.

The prince standing next to him shook involuntarily because he felt the sharp gaze falling on him.

"It can be seen that Ji Chengen said nothing wrong," the emperor said, narrowing his eyes slightly, "So how did the incident happen back then?"

Before the prince could speak, the emperor continued, "If the Ministry of Justice cannot find the result, then order Dali Temple to continue to examine Qin Yi, Ji Chengen's previous files were transferred out, and I must figure it out."

The prince and others responded and left the hall one after another.

The eunuch stepped forward and whispered: "Official family, do you really want Dali Temple to re-examine the Ji family's case?"

The emperor threw away the memorial in his hand: "What's wrong? I want all civil and military officials to know that as long as I work for me, there will be rewards. This is true for Li Yong and the Ji family."

The eunuch understood.

The emperor raised his lips and smiled faintly.

...

Old Master Ji never thought that Ji Chengen and his son could return to Beijing from the border.

When Ji Yuanheng appeared in front of him, he was almost unsure that everything was true.

Ji Yuanheng looks a little less immature than before, and he is more determined and calm. At first glance, people can hardly recognize him because Ji Yuanheng is black and thin, and he is no longer the way he looked like a noble young man back then.

"It's really him," Old Master Ji looked carefully several times before confirming: "They are really back."

Why can an exiled person return to the capital and make great contributions?

Who has such ability to help the Ji family?

Old Master Ji looked at Li Yong next to him again. It was obvious that this was the arrangement of the Li family. Old Master Ji suddenly felt distressed. They had not punished Ji Yanran, but now they had more personal help.

Could it be that Ji Chengen can come back too, right? This is what Mr. Ji is most worried about.

Master Ji Si could no longer hold back: "Father, Yuanbin has no whereabouts yet, otherwise his son would go and ask Li Yong."

Li Yong had just returned from the south, and maybe he would have news about Yuanbin.

Ji Yuanbin disappeared like this. Master Ji Si searched all over Jiangnan and there was no trace of him. The family had already cried one after another. Mrs. Ji Si even spent a lot of money to ask someone to make a calculation, but there was no result.

Old Master Ji wanted to refuse firmly, but he couldn't say it when he was right. It seemed that they had no choice but to bow down and beg the Li family.

Since the last time the prince was punished, the Eastern Palace has not interfered in anything. Ji Yuanzheng wanted to see the prince but was blocked by Lord Zhou.

Only then did Old Master Ji realize that such a small thing really cannot disturb the prince.

Why is it a trivial matter? It is a life, the life of his grandson.

Old Master Ji's eyes turned red when he thought of these.

"Brother." A woman squeezed into the crowd.

Ji Yanran looked up at Ji Yuanbin on the horse. This time, his brother did not sneak into Beijing, but walked over with the support of people around him. Looking at the scene in front of him, listening to the bustling sounds around him, a feeling of sourness and joy surged in Ji Yanran's heart.

After so many years, my father and brother have finally proved themselves.

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Chapter completed!