Chapter 85: Yinjiang is busy receiving gifts all the way

I don’t know what the shadow gave Fan Xian, so he accepted the compensation for the "accident" incident, and happily left Shazhou City the next day. On that day, a cold winter rain fell, cold and dismal, as if it was a magic trick. Fan Tisi and his group who were sneaking in the south of the Yangtze River disappeared into the not-tall hilly winter forest outside Shazhou City.

That night, several officials wearing raincoats entered the sand lake in the night and boarded the Kyoto ship at the Jiangnan Naval Pier. They were on high alert. Even the generals in charge of the reception work of the navy did not see the true faces of those people.

At this time, Su Wenmao, who was in charge of all matters on the ship, looked at his colleagues who boarded the ship in the rain and asked in surprise: "You are all here, what should you do? How many people should you keep in Qi Nian's group?"

An official said bitterly: "The adults said they had to act more seriously. Keep all the people from Qi Nian's group on the boat. We came back with our faces covering our faces. Only then will the navy believe that the adults are on the boat. If this news is released, we can always deceive a few people."

Su Wenmao was dumbfounded: "Sir, you're having fun. Now there are traces in Shazhou, and there's still a hidden one..." He swallowed the dirty word, coughed twice and said, "It's OK, I'll get off the boat tomorrow and hurry up and enter Jiangnan Road."

"March 3rd day." The official of Qi Nian team said seriously: "The boat arrived in Suzhou on the third day of March, and the adults gave this date."

Su Wenmao was anxious: "What boat can walk so slowly?" He stood up and waved his hand, and said annoyedly: "No matter how you walk on the river, I can't stay in this Shahu anymore. I must leave the port tomorrow."

The official frowned and asked, "Sir, what's wrong?"

Su Wenmao looked sad and said, "After entering the camp of the Jiangnan Navy... Lord Tisi and the third prince refused to get off the boat. You said the generals of the navy are not irresponsible. Who is not worried about it? In the past two days, I don't know how many guards and commanders have found excuses to run on the boat every day. Everyone knows that they want to find an opportunity to curry favor with the two noble people, but if the lord is not on the boat, how dare I let them come up?"

The more he spoke, he became more and more annoyed. I thought that he was about to get angry when he was blocking people on the boat these two days: "...I can still stop these officials at this level. But I heard that the Admiral of the Navy will come here tomorrow afternoon. People are from the first-rank super-masters. Even if Lord Tisi is here, he has to salute obediently. Even the third prince is not easy to take the sect. How can he stop this?"

The official who was talking to him was also shocked. The identity of the navy admiral was no better than those of the shrimp officials. When the lord came, the lie would naturally be worn. Even if the admiral took Fantis and the third prince, at most he would submit a secret report to the emperor to express his anger of being teased, but those of him had to be used as a punching bag!

"Let's go. Go quickly tomorrow morning!"

The Qi Nian team left behind the ship immediately reached a very strong consensus and began to let the naval school officials in the cabin prepare for the sailing, and at the same time informed the Tiger Guard and three six swordsmen on the ship to keep it.

"Sir, he sent someone else to see the Hangzhou candidate. You don't have to go." The official looked at Su Wenmao and asked curiously: "In the past two days... I guess the people in the navy should have given a lot of gifts."

The upper-stream prefectures and counties have given jade, but the lower-stream prefectures and counties cannot compare. At least they have to have a bag of cat eyes, right? Our state is poor? How many ginseng can be diced? Our county has no money? We also have to bring a few pieces of famous pine needles, cypress, wood, and golden bacon! What if the two big men on the boat are used to eating delicacies and seafood, they like things that have a rural atmosphere?

What? There is no production in the city? Send workers quickly... to pull boats for adults!

For more than a month, although the officials along the river had never seen the nobles who were above the heavens. However, they were trying hard to flatter and please.

The big ship headed south and stopped in prefectures and counties. Even if the place was small, it would be a waste. While the officials in Jiangnan were happy for this rare opportunity to give gifts, they couldn't help but complain. Fan Tisi and the third prince... had a great appetite! Even those poor counties with little production were not spared!

"Don't you understand? Mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are." A master in a mansion in Suzhou City squinted his eyes and said, "It seems that this Lord Fan has really inherited the style of Lord Shangshu, and the accounts are very detailed."

Another master shook his head and sighed: "Official voice! Official voice! Now these young nobles don't even bother to do facial skills!" Then he suddenly said contemptuously: "Besides, that little Lord Fan is not the Old Fan..."

"Shut up! I dare to discuss this matter! I will kill you even before the Supervision Bureau cuts you off, and I will also kill you!"

The solemn official sitting in the middle shouted angrily. After calming down, he raised his teacup and took a sip, saying, "Don't speak out about the right and wrong behind the scenes. As long as you are willing to check the cash, Jiangnan lacks anything, but there is no shortage of silver."

The official closed his eyes and pondered for a little while, and said with a little concern: "I'm afraid it's just that Lord Tisi's smoke. Who knows? Besides, does anyone know if he is still on that boat? I heard from the gentleman who went south that Lord Fan's convoy is still heading towards Danzhou, and he has also collected a lot of cash along the way."

On the official road of the Central Plains, the team with the largest number of people was led by the "fake Fan Xian" area, carrying the guards of the servants and the shopkeepers of Qingyutang to Danzhou.

On the river, Su Wenmao was riding a big boat and was happily on a gilded journey. However, he didn't know that he would be scolded by Fan Xian in the future.

After a few news mixed up, the officials in Jiangnan were confused. I don’t know where Fan Tisi was. Even if some smart people guessed that Fan Xian might have another itinerary, they could not catch any useful information. People from the Second Division of the Supervision Bureau were covering the real whereabouts of Fan Xian and his group.

In the early February, spring has not arrived and winter has not gone. The coldness domineeringly occupied the fields and roads on both sides of the river, and refused to come any spring. However, the Jiangnan area is close to the sea, which is slightly warmer than other places, so there is no snow these days. However, the mud marks that have been turned out on the official road were blown by the winter wind for several months, making the convoy walking on it move up and down, and the people in the car were a little miserable.

Fan Xian couldn't bear the hardship, so he opened the curtains and called to stop the convoy, jumped out of the car and rode on horseback, and then felt a little more comfortable. He stretched his waist and breathed the slightly cold wind that was coming to his face. He looked at the ditch on both sides of the official road, and his eyes couldn't help but squint. He saw that there was no water in the irrigation ditch and a piece of drying out. If it was because of the drying of water in winter, it would be fine. The problem was that there were more than one person growing in the ditch, and smoke grew ahead along the ditch. Looking at the desolation, it was still unknown.

He was a little puzzled, thinking that he would have been working for several years before he could have made this look. He stepped on his feet and stood up and looked up high. He couldn't help but take a breath and found that most of the ditches around the official road were like this. The grass in the ditches had long been frozen to death, but they were still standing firmly, stubbornly, piercing towards the sky... How can such a ditches be irrigated? What should I do when planting in spring?

When Fan Xian returned from Northern Qi, he saw that the water conservancy irrigation system of Qingguo was quite complete. This Jiangnan land was rich in the world, so why did he have no money to repair ditches? Do you don’t need to plant those land?

The officials from the Supervision Office who came out from Kyoto and him saw the unhesitation on Lord Tisi's face, and immediately stepped forward and explained: "This part is a bit wasteful, and Suhang is not like this."

Fan Xian frowned and said, "Of course there is no shortage of food in Jiangnan. This area is mainly because of thin land, and the labor force has been retrieved too much by the Neiku." He smiled helplessly and did not continue to speak.

Everyone was silently walking along the weeds ditch, and came out of Shazhou for a while. They were shaking slowly along the way, but they were almost approaching Hangzhou. The group was a little tired, and Fan Xian didn't have much time to play the scene of supervising and private visits along the way.

"Car behind you!"

The official from all over the world was named Wu and Mai. Since Su Wenmao stayed on the ship, the logistics arrangements and the entire team of work were handed over to him.

He saw that Tisi was in a bad mood and was not good at talking too much, so he had to order the people behind him to follow him. There were many masters in these inconspicuous carriages. The problem was that the six swordsmen and tiger guards were not the main players in life. They were all veterans who were assassination alone. It was okay to ask them to dig into the ditch and go to Hangzhou without eating or drinking, but they seemed a little uninspired when they asked them to travel to the zero-group fee.

Especially in more than 70 miles outside Shazhou City, a group of people, who were originally a small group, bought four or five little girls with grass-planted labels at the foot of a mountain, which became more and more procrastinating, like a team of rich families going on a trip.

Speaking of buying people, it was also an experience that surprised Fan Xian. Now that Qingguo is known as the prosperous era, he never expected that there would be such a thing as selling his children in the south of the Yangtze River because he was about to starve to death. Although those poor people came from Jiangbei, Fan Xian was still a little depressed.

Their group sneaked to Hangzhou secretly, and it was not easy to bring these people. Moreover, Fan Xian himself was a cold-hearted person. In the end, the third prince couldn't bear to say anything. Sisi happily took more than a dozen taels of silver and bought five little girls. The girls' parents thanked them all for their gratitude. After leaving in tears, Fan Xian agreed to this fact.

This group of people is too conspicuous, a handsome noble man, a poor scholar, a arrogant child, a decent and generous maid, and more than a dozen powerful guards. Those who are interested can always guess Fan Xian's identity. Now there are a few more little girls, which can be regarded as a small disguise. Fan Xian persuades himself like this.

After a few days, the official road was as flat as a mirror, and the winter trees on both sides of the road were particularly tall. The prosperous scenery suddenly came to the front of the people. Looking at the lively road, the pedestrians were dressed brightly, and the green city walls were vaguely visible in the distance. Only then did everyone realize that Hangzhou had arrived easily.
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