There is a dirt road branching out from Xindi Wharf, extending eastward. I heard from Tang Shiyu that this road can extend to Liyang City, which is thirty-five or six miles away. It is currently the main road connecting Liyang City to the embankment on the east bank of Chaohu Lake.
But Wang Jun had no intention of living in Liyang City.
On the north side of the road is a camp that is undergoing renovation, perhaps the site of the future East Lake City.
The camp is heavily guarded, and there is no dock under construction to the west. I wonder if a hole will be made in the new embankment, a lock will be built, and the water will flow in.
There is a lane on the south side of the road that extends south to the north slope of Ruxu Mountain. There are several rows of simple houses built on both sides, either wooden houses or thatched houses with rammed earth walls and grass roofs and mud floors. However, along both sides of the lane there are
There are teahouses, restaurants and other shops as well as top-notch inns. The prototype of the future East Lake City may be here.
It is strictly forbidden to approach the Yingzhai and the Wugang under construction. Even if Tang Shiyu comes to trade on behalf of Yangzhou, he only needs to hand over to Cao Yinghuo's subordinate at the wharf. Unless there are any special circumstances, he will not be allowed to see him.
to a higher level person.
Of course, Wang Jun was not in a hurry to see Han Qian. When he walked into the north-south roadway, he realized how crude it was. After a rain, the muddy road ridges on both sides were paved with black coal slag.
Water flows along the walls and along the feet of the houses. The terrain on both sides is lower. You can see water accumulation in many simple shops, making people wonder how to stand.
It is obvious that in the past few months, apart from arranging the generals and their families and concentrating on building new embankments, Pi canals, etc., Han Qian did not have the energy to build a slightly neater tunnel here.
Most of the pedestrians on the alleys were in ragged clothes and had hungry faces. They had not yet completely escaped from the shadow of famine. However, compared with the thousands of lifeless hungry people crowded in Yangzhou City, these people's eyes were bright.
He is full of energy and walks with wind.
"Tomorrow you will follow Xuzhou's recipe and burn a batch to try it out to see if it works?"
Walking to an inn that was full of traffickers and pawns, the captain of the fleet, Tang Shiyu, took one person in to gather. Wang Jun and his maid Xiangyun stood on the road and looked around. Suddenly, they heard a familiar voice coming from behind. She turned around and looked,
But they saw Han Qian, wearing a cloth shirt, walking over here surrounded by a dozen people, talking to Feng Liao as he walked.
Wang Jun had not planned to see Han Qian so soon. Although she was usually very kind and calm, at this moment she consciously wanted to avoid Han Qian and walked aside to avoid it, but she didn't want to end up in a deep place.
Puddle, screamed "ah", lost balance on his feet, and fell into the black water after washing the coal ballast.
The two guards around Wang Jun secretly entered East Lake with their weapons. Not knowing what happened to Wang Jun, they subconsciously reached out and pressed the weapons under their shirts, making defensive movements.
Han Donghu walked behind Han Qian and Feng Liao and listened to what they were talking about, but he did not relax his vigilance. When he saw a long bulge under the clothes of the two people in the alleyway, he thought he had encountered an assassin, so he stepped left and right to grab one.
With his position, Han Qian and Feng Liao were protected behind him, and the guards on the left and right immediately blew the police whistle, and the entire alleyway seemed to be on fire.
The water boiled, and the two teams of soldiers patrolling the streets and alleys pounced on them like wolves and tigers...
"Master Han Hou, I am Xiangyun!" The maid Xiangyun was about to help Wang Jun stand up when she saw several guards around Han Qian drawing their swords and about to kill him, and she shouted in panic.
"Wait!"
When Wang Jixiong went to Xuzhou to express condolences, Xiangyun accompanied him; but when Wang Jun was "captured" in Maoshan, Xiangyun and another maid accompanied him closely. Both maids had good skills.
Han Qian naturally remembered her, signaled Han Donghu to tell the guards to be quiet, and asked in surprise: "Why are you here? Where is your lady?"
"I'm here." Wang Jun got up in embarrassment and tidied his clothes, but half of his body was soaked in black coal water, and his face was splashed with sewage. His hair was spread down like a raven, and he looked unkempt.
Terrible.
"Why didn't you tell me when you came to East Lake?"
Han Qian stood there and looked at Wang Jun's wet and messy temples. He took off a clean sweat towel from the saddle of the horse held by the guards behind him, held back a smile and handed it to her, while watching her wipe the sewage on her face.
He wiped off the lotion that stained his skin, revealing his flawlessly white skin, and said with a smile,
"Xi Rong was talking about you yesterday. I didn't expect that Cao Cao would be here soon. If you are like this, please follow me back to the military camp to change into dry clothes. If Xi Rong knew that you were coming, he would have been so happy that he stayed all day long.
Complain to me and there is no one to talk to."
"If I see her like this, she will definitely laugh at me." Seeing that there was no way to wipe it clean, Wang Jun handed the black sweat towel back to Han Qian.
Tang Shiyu just heard the noise outside and ran out. He saw the Marquis of Qianyang standing in the alleyway. In addition to dozens of guards around him, two teams of generals were coming from the north and south. He turned pale with fright——
He didn't know what kind of friendship Wang Jun had with the Marquis of Qianyang. The engagement between Wang Jun and Han Qian was only spread among the upper class in Huaidong. How could the middle- and lower-class military attachés know about it?
When he saw that Wang Jun's identity was exposed, he was worried that the Marquis of Guizhou Yang would detain people, so he hurriedly separated the crowd and stepped forward to salute the Marquis of Qianyang: "Yangzhou Soldiers and Horses Envoy Si Qianfeng Youyi Envoy Tang Shiyu has met the Marquis of Qianyang..."
"Aren't you the boss of the Yangzhou Tangjiazhai fleet? How come you have transformed into the Yangzhou military envoy and the forward Youyi envoy?" Han Qian stared at Tang Shiyu and asked with a smile.
Da Chu followed the system of the previous dynasty, and the vanguard game envoy was originally the official official position of the forward camp sentry in the army. However, among the Yangzhou Army Envoys under Yin Peng's rule, the vanguard game envoy was actually the leader of the spies trained by Wang Wenqian over the years.
Tang Shiyu didn't expect that he would fall into Han Qian's eyes, and a chill ran down his spine. He hurriedly explained: "If the people can't recruit boatmen, they are willing to come to Chaohu, where the enemy is invading Kou Weijing. My lord is worried that sending soldiers to escort the boat will cause unnecessary trouble for the Marquis."
Misunderstand……"
"Well, Tangyi is also the territory of the imperial court. If Tang Xiaowei doesn't come here, I will arrange for people to interrogate all the eighteen generations of your ancestors." Han Qian indicated that Tang Shiyu did not need to continue the list and invited him
We went back to the camp together and said, "Your lady's clothes need to be changed. Since I am lucky enough to meet you and we have old friendship, you can also go to my camp to have a meal together..."
Han Qian treats Wang Junru
He, Han Donghu and the others did not care. They followed the rules and first searched out the weapons hidden in the robes of the guards around her, Tang Shiyu and one of Tang Shiyu's men.
This made Tang Shiyu even more convinced that Han Qian was going to detain Wang Jun, whose identity was exposed. He was so anxious that he couldn't do anything. He couldn't understand why he was exposed as soon as he got ashore.
"..." Wang Jun took a step forward and felt pain in her ankle that made her take a deep breath.
"What's wrong? Did you sprain your ankle just now?" Han Qian walked over and asked with concern. He squatted down, opened up his skirt and trousers, and looked at Wang Jun's ankle, which was as white as snow. It was now red and swollen and stretched out.
He gently pressed his finger on the red and swollen area and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Wang Jun stood there awkwardly, his pink face a little hot, and nodded slightly.
"Since the Marquis has a distinguished guest, I will go to the gray cellar in the south to see Ji Xiyao first?" Feng Liao looked like he was looking at the sunset on the horizon. He didn't even glance at Han Qian and Wang Jun when he spoke. He cupped his hands and led him first.
He left with his two followers.
Han Qian motioned to the guards to bring his horse over, and asked Wang Jun to support his shoulders first, and then helped Xiang Yun to sit on the saddle, and then personally led the horse to the military camp to the north.
Han Qian held the reins and asked, "Why did you come to East Lake?"
"I was bored living in Jianyuan, so I thought about running away. Unexpectedly, I just arrived in East Lake and before I could find an inn to stay, I was caught by you like a thief."
Wang Jun was sitting on the saddle, holding one end of the reins with her hand. She seemed to be able to feel the strength of Han Qian's pull. Maybe it was because Han Qian personally held the horse for her. She could feel that the villagers on both sides were looking towards her.
When he turned over, he could only pretend to be ignorant and just stare at the side of Han Qian's face, then changed the subject and said,
"I thought you had already built a city here in East Lake."
"The fighting stopped in early March, and one hundred thousand generals and soldiers were resettled in their homes. Three Jiahe barracks were built along the Chu River and Fucha Mountain, and 27 new villages were built. A new embankment was built here, and there are still more to be built.
Fenshui Pi Canal and Shuijunwu Port, how can we take care of building the city here at the same time? If you can give me twice as many people, money and food, your fall today may not be so bad." Han Qian said with a smile.
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It only took half a stick of incense to walk from the alley to Han Qian's general's tent in the northern camp.
Xi Rongzheng and Guo Rong were helping Han Qian review official letters in the big tent. When they saw Han Qian walking in, they asked strangely: "Didn't you take Feng Liao to see the gray cellar in Nanshan? Why did you come back again?"
Afterwards, I saw Wang Jun jumping in with the support of the maid Xiangyun, and asked happily, "Why are you here? Did you take the initiative to be captured again this time?"
"Mr. Han just said that Mrs. Xi would be happy to see me, but Mrs. Xi said this because she was afraid that I would eat too much of the grain here and wanted to drive me away early," Wang Jun said.
"Why am I afraid that you will eat more grain? It's not my turn to feel bad anyway?" Xi Rong noticed that Wang Jun's rolled-up trousers under her skirt exposed her red and swollen ankles, and she hurriedly helped her sit down on the brocade couch. She asked this unintentionally.
She had sprained her ankle and asked the guard to call a military doctor to bring medicine and apply it on her...
