It's late autumn, and the river wind blowing from the sky is chilly and chilly.
In time for the autumn grain to be on the market, most of the landowners and farmers in various villages and towns only keep rice for household use for one year, and transport the rest to the nearest market town for sale in exchange for money to pay the land tax and various assessments, and to exchange for salt and oil.
For daily necessities such as sauces and teas, many people's pots and pans have to be taken to the market to find craftsmen to repair any gaps or gaps so that they can be used again.
Jiangning has a bumper harvest this year. Although the price of grain is low, the surplus is still greater than in previous years. I gritted my teeth and pulled out a piece of cloth to buy new clothes for my family before the New Year. I also spared a few coppers to buy a pack for the children who followed me to the market.
Fruit food wrapped in lotus leaves.
The government also took this opportunity to prepare the canal. The Zhuhe Gang took the official letter from the government and the cash to prepare the canal and went to the suburban towns to collect and store grain for shipment.
It has been more than a month since the East China Sea bandits retreated, and the prefectures and counties along Taihu Lake have temporarily returned to calm, which has little impact on the Qiu Cao River.
Along the Hongzepu coast, especially after the Shanglindu rice market in Dongyang Prefecture ceased to exist, it had a great impact on the autumn canal. Dongyang and Haozhou prefectures could only transport tax money to Jiangning to prepare the canal. The rice market in Quyang Town was almost half
The abolition of the city caused extra congestion and chaos in the rice market in Longzangpu and Shangyuan County in the south of the city.
The Xihehui originally planned to send only one third of the canal boats to the mouth of the river to prepare the canal. Seeing that something was wrong, Sun Jingxuan sent all the canal boats of the Xihehui to the estuary to prepare the canal. In just four days, 40,000 people were sent to the estuary.
Shi Cao has sufficient supplies of grain, and more than two hundred canoes are moored in the calm waters of Chaotiandang in autumn and winter, waiting for the ship to be shipped on an auspicious day.
The waterway will be much more congested than in previous years, so the possibility of being blocked in advance is always smaller.
After Sun Wenwan and Wen Pei arrived at the mouth of the river, they first brought gifts to Lin Jingzhong's house to greet Lin Jingzhong's parents. Then they returned to the ship and changed into men's clothes before going ashore to go shopping and buy clothes for their father and brothers' autumn trip to Cao Cao this year.
As the grass market in Hekou opens today, there are many villagers and tourists coming from all over the countryside and the city, and there are also a lot of ladies and village women. But it is always more convenient to change into men's clothes, and you don't have to worry about being stared at rudely by those scumbags.
There is nothing to say or do, and besides, I have to go to Zhutang to listen to Zhao Shuhan's lecture later, so it's not convenient for my daughter to go in.
"Let's go to the warehouse first. There are always some novel items to buy there." Wen Pei said after landing ashore.
"Lin Jingzhong may not be in the warehouse, why are you running there in a hurry?" Sun Wenwan said jokingly.
"Who wants to see him?" Wen Pei said with a blushing face, dragging Wen Wan and the four accompanying members to the Jiyunshe warehouse.
The shops in Hekou are mainly concentrated on the north-south long street, which is nearly 400 steps long. Coming out of Jiang'an Wharf and the yard, the first store is Jiyunshe Warehouse.
Although the front of the warehouse is not large, the interior is very deep. To prevent river theft, the yard of Jiyunshe Warehouse is covered with high blue brick walls, with a wall foundation more than three feet thick. The pavilion and warehouse are integrated into one, and the warehouse has a walkway leading directly to the river bank.
pier.
Sun Wenwan and Wen Pei walked to the warehouse. In front of the shop, grain storage was busy, and there were many mules and carriages parked. They did not see Lin Jingzhong, but they saw Lin Fu, wearing a blue cloth robe, squatting under the eaves in front of the warehouse without any manners.
, an old farmer who looked like a villager was talking. He looked quite leisurely and had nothing to do.
Sun Wenwan was about to pull Wen Pei away, but the sharp-eyed Xiaoman saw him.
"Wan Niang and Sister Wen Pei are here..." Xiao Man called out sweetly.
When Sun Wenwan saw Lin Fu looking up, she could only bite the bullet and salute Lin Fu in a nondescript manner: "I have met Mr. Lin."
Lin Fu's identity was revealed to Sun Wenwan. The old farmer who put his hand on Lin Fu's shoulder and was spitting on Xingzi realized that the young man in front of him was an "adult". He immediately stammered and apologized quickly, picked up the pole carrying grain and the hemp pole.
Walk away as if escaping with a rope.
Lin Fu stood up and dusted his clothes, nodded to the sisters Sun Wenwan and Sun Wenpei, and said, "Jingzhong is on the pier. He will be back in a while. Please sit down for a while..." He knew that the Sun sisters had no good impressions of him.
, without much exchange of greetings, he took Xiaoman and left the warehouse first.
Lin Fu left, and Sun Wenwan looked a little more natural. She couldn't help but glance at Lin Fu's leaving figure. She never noticed an ordinary carriage parked diagonally opposite. The curtains of the carriage opened at a corner, revealing a pair of charming Qingli.
His eyes were staring at her, and the tip of his red lips was as alluring as a blazing flame.
"It's so boring. You said you wanted to bring me here to get some air, but you made the carriage stop at the door of my shop for a long time. That idiot also left. Shouldn't we leave too?" She Mingyue couldn't help but yawn,
He turned his face to look out the car window at the long street and asked, "What are you looking at?"
There were dozens of mules and carriages filled with rice and grain parked on this side of the long street, and the smell of mules and horses came to her nostrils. She Mingyue frowned, wondering what her sister-in-law Song Jia was looking at with interest, and when she saw it
That's most of an hour.
Outsiders all knew that Lin Fu used Jiyunshe to collect and store grain at the mouth of the river when the autumn grain was on the market, but they didn't know the scale of the collection. After the carriage stopped on the street for a while, Song Jia saw that there were almost a thousand bags of rice.
The grain was moved into the warehouse of Jiyunshe Warehouse. On the surface, it seemed that Lin Fu was idle in the warehouse, but in fact, it could be seen that he was very concerned about collecting and storing rice and grain in the warehouse.
Lin Fu borrowed Xihehui's watercraft to ship supplies to Xisha Island mostly at night. In addition, Jiyun Society also arranged for people to collect and store rice and grain in the prefectures and counties along Taihu Lake. It is difficult for outsiders to know that Jiyun Society spent this period of time
How much rice grain was collected and stored, how much rice grain was transported to Xisha Island, and how much rice grain was stored in the river mouth warehouse of Jiyunshe.
Song Jia was thinking about these things in her mind, speculating about Lin Fu's possible plans for Xisha Island, and did not intend to explain these things to She Mingyue in detail. She turned around, sat with her delicate back against the wall of the carriage, and said with a smile: "Who
Look at that bastard! If your brother hadn't been so smart, how could this bastard be as troublesome as it is now?" He opened the curtain and told the driver to run and call back the maid who was choosing clothes for cover at the clothing store.
Listening to the driver climbing out of the front of the car, the curtain of the car was suddenly lifted from the outside. Song Jia thought it was some frivolous gangster on the street who got into the carriage. She picked up the protective silver knife and stabbed it with her wrist.
Tightly, the silver makeup knife fell into the hand of the visitor.
Song Jia raised her eyes and saw Lin Fu ducking in with his head lowered and smiling, then gave up struggling and said, "Who do I think it is? It turns out to be Mr. Lin. We are the only two female relatives in the carriage. Do you think it's appropriate for Mr. Lin to barge in?"
"What's inappropriate? The mouth of the river is not a dragon's den, but the young lady and Miss She also barged in alone. I didn't ask whether the young lady and Miss She were compatible," Lin Fu let go of Song Jia's smooth wrist.
, took the exquisite but extremely sharp silver makeup knife in front of him, looked at it, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I expected that the young lady had this trick, otherwise I would have accidentally barged in and stabbed her in vain. It would be more harm than good..."
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Song Jia gently held her sister-in-law She Mingyue's hand, asking her to calm down. Zhen turned slightly away, staring at Lin Fu with her clear and bright eyes. She smiled and said charmingly: "The mouth of the river is the dragon's pond and the tiger's den. I also know Lin Fu."
Your Excellency, a rare and rare man in the world, will never bully weak women like us. Today, Mr. Zhao from the Ministry of Punishment is giving a lecture on prison science in the Zhutang. My little girl and I want to come over and have a look at Mr. Zhao's style. What's wrong with that?"
Lin Fu stared at Song Jia's plump and beautiful face as fair as jade for a moment, then smiled and said: "There is nothing inappropriate. I came here to invite the young lady and Miss She to the Zhutang; I didn't expect that it would suit the young lady's taste."
"My heart, that's not an intrusive beauty. Besides, the young lady and Miss She are coming to the mouth of the river, what's the point of me hiding?" I thought that in order to conveniently peek at the mouth of the river without disturbing the people here, this woman left all the accompanying guards on the south side of the fence.
It was really bold outside the door; if the carriage hadn't stayed in front of the warehouse for a long time, it would have been hard to notice.
Song Jia heard the sound of the coachman being restrained and unable to struggle outside. She leaned over and opened the curtain of the carriage. Seeing that there were Lin Fu's guards in front of the carriage, she ordered the restrained coachman: "Master Lin invited us to go to the Zhutang to listen.
Mr. Zhao Shuhan is giving lectures on prison science. There is nothing to make a fuss about. Just follow me..." But in his heart, he cursed Lin Fu: He is shameless. Others are in his position and have huge conflicts with the She family. They always have to worry about their reputation.
Fortunately for him, he shamelessly got into the car and threatened them with words.
Lin Fu smelled the faint body fragrance coming from Song Jia's close body, turned his head slightly, opened the curtain of the carriage, asked Xiaoman to get into the carriage, and asked the guards to wrap their arms around the carriage and go to the bamboo hall together.
When Emperor Gaozu founded the country, a large number of remnants of the previous dynasty moved to Eastern Fujian, led by eight families including the She family and the Song family. Although the eight families later chose to submit to the imperial court, the era of eight surnames ruling Eastern Fujian began.
For more than two hundred years, although the imperial court established royal vassals in Eastern Fujian and used Jin'an Prefecture as the residence of the Fujian kings and vassals, the imperial court took more precautions against clan royal vassals than foreign surnames, which gave the eight surnames of She and Song a chance to merge with the local indigenous people.
It has become the backbone of local forces in East Fujian and has never been weakened.
She Wenzhuang killed the King of Fujian ten years ago and raised the flag of rebellion, setting off a ten-year-long clan-king rebellion. The other seven surnames were also involved in it. Could it be that the other seven families were willing to follow the She family's path?
Is it black?
"Why did Mr. Lin suddenly climb into that carriage?" Wen Pei stared at the carriage diagonally across the street in confusion. Those men dressed in ordinary clothes surrounded the carriage and passed towards the back street. They were obviously Lin Fu's guards.
"Maybe I met an acquaintance," Sun Wenwan was also guessing who would be sitting in the carriage. Thinking that the carriage was going to the Bamboo Hall, she wanted to see what happened. Without waiting for Lin Jingzhong to come back, she said to Wen Pei, "Let's go to the Bamboo Hall.
, Lin Jingzhong will probably go to Zhutang later, don’t worry you won’t be able to see him today.”
"Who wants to see him?" Wen Pei said firmly refusing to admit it.