"There are three large ships in the fleet, only one carries passengers, the other one is a cargo ship, and the other one is for the Beigong family's own use." Mr. Qing Wei said, "I will go find out about the tickets tomorrow to see if there are any.
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"Ah? If ferry tickets are in short supply, shouldn't we expand the fleet? Why are there only three ships?" Mingruo was puzzled.
"First of all, there are many foggy and submerged reefs in the East Pole sea. Even if we have traveled this sea route many times, sailing is still very dangerous, and not many people are willing to take the risk to go to sea.
Secondly, and the most important thing is that the East Pole Sea is very windy and waves, and ordinary ships cannot withstand it. Only ships made of iron nanmu can sail in the East Pole Sea." Mr. Qing Wei explained, "Although the iron nan tree has survived for thousands of years, it will not die after death.
It will not fail for a thousand years, and it will not decay for a thousand years, but it has almost disappeared in Zhongzhou and even Shikoku. It is very rare for the Beigong family to build three large ships."
"I see." No wonder Si Haochen was eager to let Bai Shen open a shipbuilding factory. It turned out that he was planning to go to Zhongzhou at that time.
"Do you want to go with me? If so, I will book the boat tickets together." Mr. Qing Wei asked.
"Then I'll trouble you, sir." Si Haochen nodded.
"Prince Yun, you don't have to be polite. The kindness of this virtuous couple in administering medicine will be unforgettable." Mr. Qing Wei bowed quickly.
Mr. Qing Wei then told Mingruo and Si Haochen about the intricate relationships among the four major families in Zhongzhou, and also talked about some customs and customs. Soon it was time to make friends.
An Xin and An Sen lit the fireworks in the open space in front of the main hall one by one. Colorful fireworks bloomed in the air and on the ground, creating a spectacular scene of fireworks.
Mingruo watched the fireworks outside for a long time, and the cook also brought cooked dumplings and glutinous rice balls to the table.
The Lord was not interested in fireworks or anything like that, he just wanted to accompany his disciples. Seeing the food coming from the kitchen, he quickly invited everyone back to the palace to eat rice dumplings.
"Are these dumplings?" The Lord only heard Ansen say that Jiaozi ate glutinous rice balls when he was there, and was quite surprised to see several plates of white and fat dumplings.
"Well, my husband likes to eat dumplings on New Year's Eve." Mingruo shook the pot.
"I don't like snacks that are too sweet." Si Haochen firmly caught the pot thrown by his wife.
Dumplings stuffed with vegetables and shrimps were obviously more to their liking, so the kitchen cooked four plates and ate them all. After drinking another cup of tea, they dispersed.
Si Haochen held Mingruo's hand and walked slowly towards Qitong Residence.
"For those of you who are unfamiliar with Zhongzhou, it should be better for us to go with Mr. Qing Wei than to go alone, right?"
"Well, it is indeed easier to hide your identity this way." Si Haochen's voice was deep, "However, if we take the passenger ship, we can only do it ourselves, and we can't bring anyone with us."
"Then let's... leave by ourselves?" Mingruo knew that Si Haochen had something to do when he went to Zhongzhou, and he probably needed manpower.
"Let's go with Mr. Qing Wei. This time when we go to Zhongzhou, we don't need too many people to do the things we have to do. It might be more troublesome if we alert the enemy." Si Haochen suddenly stopped and lowered his head to kiss Mingruo gently on the forehead.
, "If your child is my lucky star, with the lacquer sculptor's cover, this trip should go much smoother."
"The lacquer sculptor...why..." Huh? Mingruo finally realized, "Mr. Qing Wei is from the lacquer sculptor?"
"Otherwise? Didn't you see the lacquer-carved token this afternoon?" Si Haochen scratched the bridge of Mingruo's nose.
"..." She had seen the jet-black token, but she had no idea that it had such a big influence. It was a lacquer carver from one of the four major families in Zhongzhou.
"You're so stupid..." Si Haochen poked Mingruo's forehead.
"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid!" Mingruo snorted and closed Si Haochen directly.
With a smile on his face, Si Haochen knocked on the door: "What my beloved concubine said is absolutely true. My whole family is stupid. How about opening the door for me?"
"This is..." The word 'almost' was swallowed back by Ming Ruo. Si Haochen was both his 'favorite' and 'my king'. After all, he and he were from the same family...
This guy is so sinister, "Don't open it!"
"I was wrong. Open the door. How about I go in and kneel down and crush you with medicine?" His Highness Prince Yun also spent a lot of money to get in.
"It's not good." Kneeling down and grinding with medicine is too cruel.
His Royal Highness Prince Yun, seeing that Wen was in trouble, used a dagger to pry open the window and jumped in through the window.
"Yeah..." Mingruo leaned against the door, waiting to see if Si Haochen had any new ideas. Unexpectedly, someone just broke in through the window.
"Didn't you say you kneel down and crush him with medicine?" Mingruo turned around and rushed over, hitting Si Haochen's chest with his small fist.
Si Haochen took the person into his arms and closed the window: "I can't be crushed by medicine outside, right?"
"You still dare to quibble." Mingruo threw her boyfriend directly onto the Arhat's bed, beating him like this to save energy.
There was a muffled thud, and Si Haochen hummed a few times in response, indicating that this kind of tickling beating was very powerful.
Shififu and Chuyi, who were squatting on the roof, were both stunned - Master, is he really kneeling? Hearing this movement, he must be kneeling! The princess is so powerful!
The two quarreled for a while, then went to wash up and go to sleep. Si Haochen was not honest and took revenge for the "vengeance" he had just received.
Because he slept late the first night, Mingruo didn't wake up until three o'clock in the morning.
After lunch, Si Haochen was caught by the Lord playing chess.
Si Haochen was not Jun Che, and he didn't give up at all against the strange old man. He played five games in a row, and the Lord lost so much that his face turned green.
I wanted to use violence to solve the problem, but I was afraid that my little disciple would be angry. It was really frustrating.
The 'fire of war' was about to break out, the chirping of eagles cut through the sky, a red-bellied eagle circled down, fluttered its wings and landed, blowing away the Lord's 'defeat like a mountain' in the chess game.
The Lord secretly applauded in his heart, since he hadn't finished the bet anyway, he couldn't be considered a loser!
The Lord happily took down the letter sent by the messenger, opened it, and found that it was written by Qing Wei to his precious disciple.
Ming Ruo took the letter and opened it: "The ship returning to Zhongzhou will set sail on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Mr. Qing Wei has reserved the cabin, and we have to set off for the western boundary on the third day of the Lunar New Year."
Si Haochen frowned slightly, obviously not very satisfied with the time: "In such a hurry?"
"It's not bad, the luggage is basically in place, I just need to pack it briefly."
Mingruo felt that there was actually no need to prepare anything, since everything was ready in the space anyway.
Just bring some dry food with you so that you can take cover when the time comes.
"Yeah." Although Si Haochen was dissatisfied with the time, there was nothing he could do about it. He still had many things to arrange. The secret guard and Bai Shen both had new tasks to arrange.
The Lord stroked the red-bellied eagle and said to Si Haochen with a smile: "Boy, let's call this game...a draw."
"You will lose if you don't produce a cup of tea." Si Haochen said calmly.
"I have already thought of a way to break the situation." The Lord pretended to be unpredictable.
"Heh." Si Haochen smiled at the Lord, and restored the chess game that had just been messed up by the falcon in a few strokes, "Please, Lord..."
