Since Huang Daopo in the Yuan Dynasty, Songjiang cotton cloth has become the best in the world and is known as the "clothing and quilting world". Songjiang naturally has become the center of the national cotton textile industry, and the development of transportation has followed.

The journey from Songjiang to Hangzhou is usually from Qingpu County to take a boat from Dahuangpu to Xuedian Lake, then from the second stream to Jiaxing, and then to the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal flowing through Jiaxing, and take a boat to Hangzhou directly.

The advantage of this route is that it is fast, but the disadvantage is that it takes one to two days to leave the boat and it doesn’t seem much to go, but Qian Yuan, who was uneasy, chose another route.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Qian Yuan looked down at the rolling river water, and then looked back at the distance. If you remember correctly, the so-called "Huangpu Entering the Sea" happened during the Jiajing period and was hosted by the famous Hai Rui.

"Young Master Yuan, it takes a long journey to the Wusong River, and it is upstream and it takes about seven or eight days to get to Hangzhou." Manager Ma whispered in a low voice as if respectful.

Qian Yuan was silent for a while before saying, "Go away from the sea business and be safe."

Manager Ma first glanced at him, and then looked up in surprise. Mr. Yuan had never left Songjiang except for the provincial examination last year. He only knew how to read, but unexpectedly he was proficient in geography.

Walking on Xuedian Lake, the road in Jiaxing is very close to the coastline, Haiyan County and Haining County were attacked by Japanese pirates in the past few years. However, since the deputy envoy of Haidao Ding Zhan and the sea merchant Wang Zhi joined forces two years ago, and the imperial court re-established the governor of Zhejiang, there are not many Japanese pirates on the southeast coast, and Zhejiang has only been frequently invaded by Japanese riots in Taizhou.

Modern people rarely study geography in their lives, but the relevant key points are often subtly engraved in their minds. Qian Yuan spent most of his previous life in Hangzhou and Shanghai. Of course, he is very familiar with the geographical environment of this area. The line is not far from the Zhoushan Islands, and the most critical thing is time...

Qian Yuan did not explain anything about the comfort of Manager Ma, nor could he explain it. Could he let himself carefully say that the current maritime trade is just the default of the local government, and the central government absolutely does not allow it. Soon there will be a Japanese riot in the southeast, and then Yu Long and Qi Hu will appear?

From the Wusong River to Taihu Lake, then from the tributary to the Suzhou Wharf, and then from the Grand Canal to Hangzhou, this is the safest route. Even if you accidentally encounter the Japanese turmoil, it is relatively safe. After all, the canal soldiers on the canal rely on boats to make a living and will not just flee like the guards.

Since we have come to this era, we must try our best to make full use of those "prophets".

"Mr. Yuan, I'll touch two bass to get up and drink later!" Several young men who were rarely traveling at the stern of the boat were excited and shouted.

Manager Ma glanced over and wondered why Qian Yuan was going out to bring these half-boys with him. He neither could serve others nor had any eyesight. I wonder if Qian Yuan was still in the filial piety period now.

"When the autumn wind blows, the water of Wujiang is fat," Qian Yuan murmured a few times, smiled and shouted at the stern of the boat: "Zhang San, go down and touch a few more tails when stopping the boat, and use it to drink for Manager Ma."

These teenagers are all tenants from the Qian family. Qian Yuan had missed the provincial examination and returned to Songjiang in the past few months. He once met while recuperating in a village outside the city. This time, the Qian family suffered an accident. The only servants in the family died with their father and brother. Qian Yuan had no choice but to attract them.

However, maybe I can do it more... Qian Yuan stared at the young leader who was not tall but extremely stout.

Three days later, the boat finally arrived in Suzhou. Although it was still in the first month of the year, the dock was crowded with people, and the carriages were coming and going, shouting and scolding kept ringing, and occasionally the neighing sounded by horses, followed by the sound of long whips rolling in the air.

There are dense boats of all sizes on the shore, although they are scattered, but they are in a way to advance and retreat. Passenger ships and cargo ships do not interfere with each other in different categories.

Qian Yuan stared at this scene without turning his eyes. In the modern society with extremely developed transportation, such a lively scene could not be seen on the river bank.

I just don’t know what fate this canal will have in the upcoming Japanese turmoil in the southeast... Although Qian Yuan was very interested in history in his previous life, he was not a graduate of history major after all. Many things were only a slight understanding, and he couldn’t remember the time point.

However, Qian Yuan can still remember some unique time points, which is why he dared to go to Hangzhou.

Half an hour later, the Qian family boat finally docked on the dock. Qian Yuan and his group didn't have much luggage. They quickly packed up and got off the boat. At this time, an official boat slowly docked at the dock. A servant quickly set up the pedals, and the two old men on the bow were whispering something.

Qian Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at the crowded dock, waved his hand and told Manager Ma to take people to clear out a field.

Zhang San asked in confusion a few words. Manager Ma slapped him on the back of the head, and glanced at Qian Yuan while explaining, "I didn't see a white lantern hanging on the boat. I'm back home by holding a coffin."

Qian Yuan nodded slightly, and was about to say something, suddenly his ear moved, walked forward quickly, reached out and shouted, "Be careful of the pedal!"

The old man who was about to get off the boat slowed down. The servant who was serving on the side looked closely and couldn't help but feel frightened. At some point, several large cracks had been cracked in the middle of the pedal and was shaking in the air.

The servant stretched out his feet and stepped hard, and the pedal made a "creaking" sound and fell into the river. If Qian Yuan had not reminded him, the old man would probably fall into the river. This year, the river water was cold and bone-black, and it would be enough to not get seriously ill.

In the chaos on the ship, Qian Yuan had already taken away. It was not that he was noble in character and did not want to repay kindness, but that he knew this truth and often got the most rewards.

The group found an inn not far from the pier to stay. Manager Ma was confused and reported in a low voice: "The family's surname is Sun, and the servant's accent should be from Shaoxing."

Qian Yuan's eyebrows didn't move, and he put the tofu into the meal with his own tofu, muttering in his heart that he had funerals in Shanghai in his previous life. Not to mention ordinary meat dishes, he had everything, even seafood. Now, he can only rely on tofu to replenish his body during his mourning period.

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The post stations in the Ming Dynasty were divided into two categories: one was the land post and the other was the water post. The former provided carriages, horses, donkeys, mules, and porters, while the latter provided boats, boats, and water posters, all provided food and accommodation, but were only for officials.

There is also a tofu feast in the water station not far from the pier.

Sun Sheng covered his chest and sighed. His elder brother was over 70 years old. Once he fell into the river... Over the past year, his second brother died of illness, and then his mother passed away. If even his elder brother was gone...

After looking at his brother Sun Kan who was not good at his spirit, Sun Sheng whispered: "Brother, he is the Qian family of Huating in Songjiang. I don't know if he was a descendant of Hetan Gong back then."

"Hetan Gong was very talented and won two yuan in a row, but he was extremely stubborn and stubborn. He resigned and returned home after three years of office." Sun Kan shook his head, "Last year, Cui Yuan, the Marquis of Jingshan, passed away. It is said that he had complaints about Hetan Gong before his death."

Sun Sheng's mouth twitched. When Princess Yongkang married Cui Yuan, Qian Fu said that Cui Yuan was unbearable and then resigned from office the next year. "But today this young man is very kind."

Sun Kan nodded, "I ordered the entourage to clean the dock, remind the pedals in advance, and leave without saying goodbye. It's interesting and has a very good look."

Sun Sheng pulled his lips and showed a smile. He passed away after being a Jinshi in the 14th year of Jiajing. Han Yinglong, the top student in that subject, was also from Yuyao. He died of illness less than a year after he became an official. Sun Sheng handled his funeral, raised his orphans, and asked someone to establish a famous house for him to fulfill his ambition.

The government and the people had a consensus on Sun Sheng: "I will not repay you with kindness."
Chapter completed!