Author: Things in the world are like tides and people are like water
Chapter 437 Fate
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Yu Zhifu exhaled heavily and pressed the last cornerstone of the formation into the appropriate place.
"Finally almost done."
Above the sea, the blue waves are endless and no edge can be seen.
But Yu Zhifu’s soul can clearly sense the boundaries.
The third plan submitted by the inexplicable being in the underworld detailedly marked the entire scope of the magic array in Sihaifutu Town, and even the methods of setting up the array, array stones, and methods of breaking the array were all marked.
Clearly.
The whole thing is very clear and clear.
After Yu Zhifu saw this, he had the feeling that all secrets were hidden from others.
"Kyoto...Do the people in Kyoto really have no control over the land of Jiangnan? Even in the entire Jiangnan land, the magic circle of Sihaifutu Town, which many people don't know about, can give such a detailed method to crack it, and even
The locations are clearly marked, is there anything else that people in Kyoto don’t know?”
Yu Zhifu is a little skeptical about life.
"Are the people in Jinyiwei continuing to provide detailed information to the top?"
Yu Zhifu himself did not believe this speculation. He was a member of the Imperial Guard Baihu, and he clearly knew the moral character of the people under his command.
Basically, the character in that sentence is inextricably linked to many families in Jiangnan. If there were no rules and regulations, and some situations needed to be reported online on a daily basis, I am afraid that the other party would not write it at all.
Basically, the information transmitted online is all trivial and trivial, and the real major events will not appear in the information at all.
It was as if everyone in the Jinyi Guard knew that the Du family had become the uncrowned king of Fuzhou, but this aspect was never mentioned in the intelligence.
Many things reported daily have changed, but most Jinyiwei are not clear about them, such as land deeds, house deeds, and the topographic location of some areas have changed...
Jin Yiwei can make mistakes even with the most basic things.
Everyone is perfunctory.
"Is it the West Factory? Or is it the East Factory working?"
Yu Zhifu carefully recalled in his mind whether he had many impressions of Xichang and Dongchang. He only remembered the white-faced, beardless, middle-aged old eunuch who was always smiling and narrowed his eyes.
But he couldn't get an answer.
Thinking of what Jin Yiwei and many aristocratic families in Jiangnan have done, even Yu Zhifu feels a little worried.
He had seen armor and crossbows in many homes. If such information was collected and reported to Kyoto so that the people in Kyoto would take it seriously, it would be a real disaster.
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"Alas! The imperial court really has no control over this area."
Zhang Mingtu watched as a middle-aged man with a fat body and a fleshy face rushed to the river bank and slapped the fisherman on the bank who was secretly selling fish to ordinary villagers and knocked him to the ground. Nosebleeds came out at that time, covering half of his face.
A clear mark.
But the obese middle-aged man didn't give up. He punched and kicked him continuously and cursed angrily: "This bitch eats the inside and outside. How many times have I told you that all the good fish must be brought to our fish gang?"
We will unify the acquisition and sale.
"You don't have a long memory, do you? You keep doing this after repeated orders."
"Have mercy on me, Wang Hutou. I'm just the most worthless silver carp. It was very windy and rainy some time ago. I floated on the river and starved for two days before I reached the shore. I was so cold that I almost died. They took me in and gave me a bite."
After having a hot meal, I played some worthless white lotus for a while, so I didn’t think about giving some to others..."
"You still dare to talk back? You must have eaten the courage of a bear and a leopard!"
There was another crackling beating. The man known as Wang Hutou did not stop at all. He was followed by three or five similarly powerful men. He was scolding and beating him until the man huddled up on the shore.
He whined without saying anything back before he stopped.
A short and stocky man under his command boarded the boat in two steps, opened the live cabin in the boat, roughly dumped the group of fish into the boat, pulled it twice with his hand, and then said to Wang Hutou on the shore.
: "Master Hu, what he said is true, they are all worthless little fish."
"Ha! You know what's going on, don't do it next time!"
The middle-aged man, who was tall and thick, with a sinewy face, snorted coldly and kicked the fisherman who was curled up on the ground on the butt, causing the fisherman to let out another cry.
Only then did he lose his temper, put his hands behind his back, and walked away with the group of people. The other fishermen passing by were all trembling with fear.
The middle-aged man known as Hutou raised his head proudly and said loudly: "I'm telling you, don't think about messing around. Master Hu, I know it all in my heart. If any of you dare to mess around behind my back,
If he doesn't abide by my rules, he will be punished today.
"If I really find out that precious fish species have been leaked to the market without Mr. Hu's hands, then, hum..."
He didn't go far when he encountered a patrolman on patrol. Without the tiger master's instructions, his men naturally took some fish from the hands of the fishermen nearby, carefully selected them, and threw away the unwanted fish.
Throw it aside.
He picked up a few swordfish and mullet and put them into the hands of the patrolman.
"Hey, Mr. Zhang, you can take these two newly caught fish for a drink."
The patrolman nodded and saluted Master Hu.
"Master Hu, it's too much trouble for you to take charge of the discipline of your servants yourself."
"Oh, I can't help it, the people below are always not so worry-free."
Zhang Mingtu was completely silent after seeing this.
Xiao Qing quietly sneaked into the bottom of the lower reaches of the Yangtze River. The many rare treasures he collected in the early years and the strange fields formed are still connected, and the waves surged silently.
A white mist rose into the sky, then turned black, and soon a light rain began to fall.
"Oh, this weather is so weird! It's suddenly a bit cold."
Several of the men around Master Hu shivered, but no one noticed that the strange aura mixed with the rainwater sank into their bodies.
Xiaoqing appeared silently on the bow of Zhang Mingtu's boat. Her big golden eyes turned, and she tilted her head in confusion, looking at Zhang Mingtu.
In the gentle breeze and drizzle, it uttered human words: "Just kill them directly, why do you have to hide it? After integrating into the dragon aura, they will fall into the water and die within two days without leaving any trace. Why don't I spit it out now?"
The water arrows will kill them all."
"Kill them on the spot, those fishermen won't survive."
"Aren't they all the same? What's the difference? There are so many people like this anyway."
Xiao Qing turned her head in confusion. On the bank, the beaten fisherman huddled up into a small ball. The blood mixed with the rainwater flowed little by little along the turf and into the river.
The man's face was swollen, and his eyes were narrowed into a line because of the swelling.
The short and stocky man who gave him the fish before came to him at some point, helped him up, and even covered him with a raincoat.
Several carp were already lying beside him, making no sound. On the contrary, several crucian carp the size of a tail palm were tenacious. They jumped crazily along with the rain and slid down to the shore step by step. It was expected that they would be able to struggle to survive in a short time.
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"Oh! I told you not to do this kind of thing anymore, and you are really out of your mind."
"It's different. I heard from the big caravan that Jiujiang is different. People there will take the lead."
"As a mother, you can just listen to what others say casually. Didn't you see the patrolman greeting Mr. Hu with a smile?"
"My uncle went into business with the fleet. What he said is true, it's different there. He has to move his family there and settle down in Jiujiang County and is not ready to leave."
"Why is Jiujiang County different? What should we do here? If I were a Qingtian Grand Master, it would be in the story, but where can I find it here now? Do you expect Fuzhou to have it? Do you expect Jiangzhou to have it?"
The man helped him get on the boat with him, then lit a stove with charcoal fire at the bow of the boat, picked up the dead fish together, deftly disembowelled them, and threw them into the pot for cooking without using any seasonings.
Cook and simply sprinkle with salt.
"Look, aren't you helping me?"
"I don't fucking want to. If you weren't my cousin and you saw me ignoring you and being fascinated by this story after listening to two chapters, you deserved to be beaten.
"Does it hurt here? What about here? Where's the hand? Fortunately, no bones were broken. It's basically just a skin injury. Ten days and a half of rest will be enough."
"Boatman, can you take shelter from the rain?"
The sudden sound coming from outside the boat made the two people's expressions change.
The short and stocky man stretched his head out to take a look first, and found that there was a boat on the upper side of his face. There was no simple rain cover. The young man's hair was soaked by the rain, and his clothes were a little wet.
He glanced carefully, especially at his hands and face, and found that the young man's face was fair and his hands were long and slender without calluses. He was relieved.
"You scholars just like this kind of fun. What fun is there in rafting on the river in the light rain? Come on up!"
"Thanks!"
Zhang Mingtu thanked him and jumped over from the side boat in one step. His body swayed and he almost fell into the river, but was supported by the short and sturdy man.
Then the short and sturdy man turned around and took a rope from the boat to connect the small boat with the black awning, and then turned around and went into the shed to take shelter from the rain.
“I really don’t know the suffering in the world!”
That's all, he even cursed when he entered.
Zhang Mingtu just smiled, but watched the stocky man, busy and busy, fish out a rough porcelain bowl from nowhere, simply washed it in the river, and drank the white fish soup stewed in the bowl.
, handed it straight to Zhang Mingtu’s eyes.
"Drink some soup to warm yourself up."
"Thank you."
"Oh, thank you for nothing. It's just a mouthful of worthless fish soup, something that even rich people look down upon."
Zhang Mingtu didn't answer, but took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to the short, stocky, handsome man.
"What are you doing?"
"A little medicine for bruises."
The short and stocky man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't refuse. He grabbed it with one hand and said, "You scholar, you are quite interesting!"
Amidst the patter of rain, the short and sturdy man's cousin was lying in the boat, humming from time to time. It was because his cousin's hands and feet were a little rough and his wounds were painful.
"Stop howling, stop howling. You are so brave to bring me fish in front of Mr. Tiger. I would have thrown you into the river even if I didn't beat you to death."
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After saying this, the stocky man paused again and glanced at Zhang Mingtu carefully.
Seeing Zhang Mingtu just blowing on the fish soup in a low voice, he felt relieved.
He poured a bowl of fish soup for his cousin, added a piece of meat from the bottom of the fish's face and a large piece of meat from its belly, and then put half of the stewed fish head that was already a bit rotten into his cousin's bowl.
inside.
Only then did he serve himself a bowl of fish soup, move a folding stool from the corner, and sip the fish soup.
"Phew, feel good!"
Zhang Mingtu also imitated him, taking a deep breath and sighing in admiration.
The fish was not fried, it was simply disemboweled and then boiled in water. However, the color of the soup was still thick and white, with only a slight yellow tint on the surface.
It's very fresh and doesn't have the usual fishy smell of fish.
It can be said to be quite good.
"Why did you come up the river?"
The short and stocky man was very talkative and good at chatting.
"It is a beautiful thing to go boating on the blue waves and enjoy the scene of hundreds of boats competing against each other."
"Hey, you scholars are very polite in your speech. Your accent doesn't sound like you are from Fuzhou. Are you from out of town?"
"It was originally a study tour on the Jiangnan West Road. I read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles."
"Oh, you are really rich. They say poor scholars, poor scholars. How can this scholar be so poor? In my life, let alone Fuzhou, I have never even been out of this small county."
"If you want to leave, you can try."
"Just try it, I have to leave. My wife and children are suffering from the northwest wind, and my father is not in good health. Fortunately, he is not sick. If he is, I will be in serious trouble."
"Don't you usually save some money?"
The short and stocky man did not stop talking.
"Save it, save it! Let's not talk about the far ones, let's talk about this fish. Every now and then, we can always catch saury fish that has been prepared for one tael of silver per pound. We can also occasionally catch a few fish, and when we are close to the seaside, we can always catch them.
There are rare things that can be fished out of the sea, and the most precious ones are said to be worth five or six taels of silver per pound.
"Oh, but, poor people like us don't deserve to see such expensive things. The Pier Fish Gang buys them all at once, and the most expensive things don't cost more than half a penny. To save money, use your head to save money.
"With this little money, my daily life is tight. If I have a headache, it's not enough."
The short and stocky man couldn't stop talking when he talked about this. When paired with the cousin next to him who was still moaning, the scene was full of emotion.
"No one cares?"
"Who cares? You care? Don't tease me. You are just wandering around here in a broken boat. You are not from a rich family. You will definitely not win the literary examination. You are not from a poor family.
"Looking at your body, you can't even do martial arts. In the future, the best you can do is to be a master. I don't care, can you handle it?"
"The most interesting thing is Mr. Tiger's cub. He has been eating delicious food and drinking spicy food since he was a child, and he has been taught by martial arts masters who wash marrow and exchange blood. We, huh, are born in poverty, and we are not born with that kind of talent."