The next morning came as usual, but today the boatman's mood was a bit unhappy. A large number of cargoes on the deck were scattered inexplicably, and some were damaged. However, upon closer inspection, we didn't know who had done this.
, in the end, it can only be attributed to the visit of the siren last night.
The villagers in the fishing village were also a little surprised this morning. First, they seemed to have slept very soundly last night, and then the beach not far away looked a little messy today. The villagers naturally attributed this to the siren.
Song Mu helped clean up the battlefield last night. Now he was standing on the boat, looking at a slightly raised earth bag under the green shade somewhere on the edge of the beach in the distance, and let out a deep breath.
Holding Shang Yuan's waistband in his hand, Song Mu looked towards the north at this moment.
The Qingtian Guard Center is in Jinling, and this time, I have to go no matter what.
Also, regarding the demon sect and the barbarian tribes, I had to find a way to find out some things while I was in Jinling.
The cargo ship set sail and continued towards Jinling.
After experiencing yesterday's danger, Tao Fengming still seemed to be calm and calm, but he had to hit a few shots every day, and then he inspired Song Mu to write a few articles.
Song Muze stayed in the cabin most of the time. In addition to the necessary homework every day, he was doing the stories he had always wanted to write.
After wandering on the sea for almost two days, at noon one day, the boatman stood on the bow and shouted loudly.
"Jinling has arrived, Jinling has arrived!"
The words spread everywhere, and people in each cabin poked their heads outside, only to see a magnificent city standing there on the ground in the distance.
Even from here, the city looks extremely wide, occupying almost a large area of land on one side of the Yangtze River.
Looking from a distance at this moment, I saw Jinling City shining brightly in the midday sun, looking like a towering city.
"This Jinling is so big. My uncle's family actually lives in such a city. It's really amazing."
"Yes, this is a big city after Chang'an and Luoyang. It is a big city in Eastern Xinjiang. I heard that any business can make money."
Several people were standing on the side of the ship, looking towards Jinling City in the distance. Even Song Mu was slightly stunned at the moment. The big cities of this era always gave people such a shocking feeling.
Perhaps it's because what I see now is its complete appearance, instead of looking for heavy traces of history in a section of the city wall in the previous life.
The cargo ship circled back to the Yangtze River from the offshore sea. Now it went upstream and carefully approached the dock on the Yangtze River. Once here, it was even more possible to see the vastness and prosperity of the city.
There are people everywhere, and various buildings are lined up in rows. Whether outside the city or inside the city, it is a prosperous scene.
Song Mu was quite fascinated by this kind of scenery. On this trip, he had experienced various places, and Song Mu had a panoramic view of the scenery everywhere.
It seems that the New Year is approaching, and the dock has been particularly lively these days. Song and Mu were sent off the cargo ship with great gratitude by the shipowner, and the noise around them filled their eardrums.
The dock was extremely busy. Song Mu and Tao Fengming did not stop, but boarded the carriage that was brought with them and walked straight towards the city.
This time Tao Fengming did not sit in the carriage, but sat on the side of the carriage like Song Mu. It seemed that he knew a little more about the city. At this moment, he also introduced the surrounding situation to Song Mu from time to time.
Forgot to tell Song Mu about Jinling City.
"Jinling is also a scenic spot. Throughout the ages, many famous people have left their writings here. Nowadays, Xu Yun, the great scholar, is still in charge of this big city. Maybe you can get a glimpse of his true face this time."
Hearing what Tao Fengming said, Song Mu nodded repeatedly. After all, Jinling, as the capital of several dynasties in history, has the reputation of "the beautiful land in the south of the Yangtze River and the imperial state of Jinling".
In history, Li Bai, Liu Yuxi and others all traveled here and left psalms of praise.
Among them, the ones that Song Mu remembers most clearly are Du Mu's "Four Hundred and Eighty Temples in the Southern Dynasties, How Many Towers in the Misty Rain" and "Businesswomen who don't know the hatred for the country's subjugation, but still sing the flowers in the backyard across the river."
This is a city full of historical heritage, and it is close to the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, which can be said to be a chokepoint connecting the north and the south.
Tao Fengming talked eloquently all the way, and it seemed that he finally came to a familiar city, which made him suddenly start chatting.
However, Song Mu also looked at Tao Fengming at the moment. If he remembered correctly, the camp of the Eastern Border Army should be near Jinling.
This was once a place where Tao Fengming struggled.
However, Tao Fengming did not show any different emotions at this moment. The carriage arrived at the city gate, and after verifying their identities, they were able to enter the big city smoothly.
The scene is as prosperous as ever. After all, this belongs to the hinterland of the Wen Dynasty, with a population of one million, and its prosperity is immeasurable.
Song Mu and Song Mu wandered around the city for a while, and then found a place to have lunch. Then Tao Fengming suddenly said that he would take Song Mu to find someone.
Song Mu originally thought he was going to visit some friends, but he didn't expect Tao Fengming to take him directly to a street full of various shops.
What appeared in front of me was a blacksmith shop.
At this moment, there was a dense banging sound coming from the blacksmith shop. Several sturdy men, who were still shirtless in winter, were standing in front of the stove and beating the red iron blocks rhythmically, all of them sweating profusely.
What surprised Song Mu the most was that outside the blacksmith shop, there were actually several scholars dressed like scholars gathered around, and they were looking inside at the moment.
One of the scholars walked up and was talking to a middle-aged man in the blacksmith shop, but he was repeatedly asked outside.
"Mr. Zheng, my father really can't help you forge. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without straw."
"This is not a matter of whether you give me money or not. Without the materials, even if Lao Tian and I tried my best, I wouldn't be able to make it."
Saying this, the man surnamed Tian pushed Mr. Zheng out, and several other scholars immediately gathered around him. After hearing their requests, the other students waved their hands again and again.
"Everyone, although you have materials, they are just ordinary materials. My old man won't take them, and I won't take them."
The man surnamed Tian offered his hands and said. At this moment, the two thick beards on his mouth were trembling, but he smiled and said with his hands.
"If your farm needs some hoes, rakes, or something, I can give you a fair price."
When those people heard this, their interest suddenly waned, and Mr. Zheng even said in a rather angry voice.
"Tian Erye, you'd better take this matter and let the field workers fight with me as civil servants. My father is a recorder and a member of the army. You can't afford to offend him."
"Oh, if Mr. Zheng threatens me like this, then I, Tian Qiandui, will have something to say."
When Tian Qiandui heard this, he immediately threw the hammer in his hand at the opponent's feet. This frightened Mr. Zheng and took two steps back. However, Tian Qiandui blew his beard again and said unceremoniously.
"Young master Zheng, you can ask your family to be the secretary and military advisor. I have never seen anything like this in the Tian family's iron shop. If he dares to do something, I guarantee that he will not even think of looking for my Tian family to forge civilian soldiers in the future."
When Mr. Zheng heard this, his expression suddenly became a little frustrated, and the few blacksmiths next to him were also laughing, looking at the frail Mr. Zheng and saying.
"Mr. Zheng, the civilian soldiers used by your master may have been beaten by my Uncle Tian. It is not good to be so presumptuous."
"Even so, you still want to open the shop? Who do you think my Uncle Tian is? He is the national craftsman who was personally given a plaque by His Majesty. Who in this city doesn't know about it and who doesn't respect it?"
"you!"
Mr. Zheng was furious, but everyone around him burst into laughter. The guy felt ashamed and immediately threw up his sleeves and walked away.
Song Mu had never seen such a scene before. Seeing a blacksmith with such a straight back and rejecting the request of an official's son, he looked at Tao Fengming with confusion, and Tao Fengming smiled.
explained.
"Tian's Iron Shop has been in Jinling City for hundreds of years. Now Mr. Tian, Tian Bailian, is a civil servant who can do ten jobs a year, and all of them are Jinshi civil soldiers."
"Can you actually forge Jinshi and civilian soldiers?!"
Song Mu was suddenly shocked.
Tao Fengming had already nodded and walked up, and Song Mu quickly followed.
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