"Boom boom boom"

The huge sound of cannons attracted people's excited eyes to the direction of the dock. Dozens of naval ships of all sizes were moored there. The cannon windows on the side of the building were spewing flames one after another. Not long after, the sky was covered with black smoke. The Guangzhou defenders were very familiar with this scene. Most people saw this giant thing spraying the flame tongue for the first time. Some people around the campus had shocked faces, some were excited for no reason, and some children were so scared that they cried.

"The great cannibal loses without any wickedness." Nie Siwei, the leader of the Chamber of Commerce, sighed.

The merchants around him nodded in the same way. If the infantry and cavalry camp reviews were deeply impressed by them, the naval reviews were now shocking. Some Nanyang merchant ships also had giant crossbows and iron cannons, and even facing pirates or ordinary official warships, they were still invincible. However, the armed merchant ships had no power to fight back at all. Before the official army fired, the pirate ship might still be able to escape by the advantage of speed, but the merchant ships loaded with cargo could not even escape. In the face of fierce artillery fire, personal bravery was useless. At this time, Nie Siwei and others understood why the fierce pirates were blocked by the South China Sea Navy in the port, and they did not rush out until the end of the mast and oars were destroyed.

"Dad, are you magnifying the firecrackers?" asked a bold little boy.

"This is the artillery of the imperial navy." Liu Honggui lowered his head and explained to his son Liu Fuxiang, "A few days ago, they drove away the robbers of the Great Food." Liu Honggui was the son of Liu Gongliang. Among the scholars, Liu Gongliang was a gentle elder, and Chen Dong and Chen Gongju were both descendants of Liu Gongliang. Liu Honggui discussed friendships with Erchen, Zhao Xingde and Huang Yuanlong. He was a knowledgeable Confucian scholar. While he was a profession, he was in charge of mulberry gardens and silkworm farms. Although he had never been an official, he had long been a student in the state and was quite famous in the local area.

"The black thing flying in the sky," Liu Fuxiang asked loudly, "Is this what it was called?"

The tender childish voice attracted the attention of the surrounding people, and many people watched it. The people standing and watching the ceremony were famous scholars and rich sen in Guangzhou City. "Don't be afraid of the cannons that are not equipped with round iron shells," Sun Shen pretended to be humorous and said, "It can be regarded as a big firecracker. This firecracker is much more lively than Shangyuan!" His words caused a concise laugh. Someone even laughed and said, "Young Master Liu, this cannon leader is not cheap. I heard that the eight-inch heavy cannon cannon is more than ten cents of sen. This is not a firecracker, it is obvious that it is a firecracker. "The laughter around him became even louder. Liu Honggui frowned slightly, thinking that these guys were too stinky and were treated with military and national affairs.

"I'm not afraid!" Liu Fuxiang shook his head violently, his little face turned red and said loudly, "I will be like them in the future."

"I want to defeat those robbers like Mr. Zhao." He pointed to the army that was lined up on the scholastic field.

The child couldn't afford to eat, but this solemn expression of ambition caused a small burst of laughter.

"Ambition!" Sun Shen gave a thumbs up and smiled, "But I'm afraid your old lady Liu won't be willing to bear it."

"My brother Sun's words are wrong," at this time, Liu Honggui shook his head and said, "Our court is one, and protecting the country is to protect the family. How can we fall behind? My father's praise is not enough, so how can we stop it?" He stroked Liu Fuxiang's head and praised, "I'm afraid that he will not be good when he is young." Since the imperial court opened local regiment training, it has become a trend for gentry to train troops and protect themselves. Not only are scholars like Luo Huan pens to join the army, but also from scholars like the Liu family who have been a scholar for generations, they are not afraid of grandchildren talking about military affairs.

"Old Master Liu is so noble." Sun Shen once again extended his thumb and praised.

He thought in his heart that even Mr. Liu's grandson had to follow General Zhao. It can be seen that General Zhao had gained the support of most Qingliu gentry in the opening of the South China Sea. Now the imperial court has fewer and fewer scholars to open up the imperial examinations. If scholars want to become officials, one way is to go to school and the other way is to recommend them. Both of these paths depend on reputation among the scholars, and it is not easy to walk. In the past, ordinary wealthy gentry families only had to hire a full-learning scholar, and once they had an imperial examination, they would jump from the dragon gate to the high school. This situation is almost gone now. Reputation sounds very empty, but it is more important than anything else.

It is rare. A wealthy businessman like Sun Shen, if he is not a local tyrant, even if he is a powerful person, he can only accumulate reputation slowly and make Shilin recognize him as a "good gentry" rather than a "bad gentry", so that he can hope to truly squeeze into the Qingliu. However, merchants are also particular about making friends with Qingliu. If they accidentally make friends with sweet-mouthed or greedy guys, they can't afford to lose money even if they have a wealth. What merchants are most afraid of are corrupt officials. And a fair-skinned and honest person like Liu Honggui, who has a green and white family, has a right character, and also runs an industry, and does not exclude the friendship between merchants, is the best choice.

"The boss," a shopkeeper came up, holding his ears, "There are all the gifts there, and the inkstones are returned."

"What?" Sun Shen glared and whispered, "Didn't you beg to accept it again and again?"

"The villain asked." The shopkeeper looked like he was almost dead unjustly, "But he said there, no one who agrees with the adults?"

Sun Shen had prepared for a long time and collected the ancient inkstones used by famous officials of the previous dynasty in the ten directions and gave them to Zhao Xingde as a gift. However, inkstones in the ten directions were no less than rhinoceros horns and ivory, and even if the family had a wealth of money, they might not be able to collect them so well. Sun Shen took a few thoughts to search everywhere and then collected the ten-final numbers before the collegiate review. He guessed that General Zhao's thoughts were both a famous scholar and must have been praised by famous officials in the previous dynasty. However, one of these inkstones was secretly in line with his thoughts, so General Zhao would have a great impression of himself. However, he did not expect that none of them would be able to return all the inkstones in the ten directions.

"No one is satisfied?" Sun Shen frowned and asked, "What style does Lord Zhao like? Have you asked clearly?"

He seemed easy-going and cheerful, but in fact he was a person who never gave up until he achieved his goal. He had always spared no effort to make friends with the government. The Song Dynasty was so popular that the exchanges between officials and gentry gifts were not obvious, and as long as it was not obvious bribes, he would not avoid others' words. The navy was about to go to war soon, and after passing this village, he would lose this store. Therefore, Sun Shen was a little angry and his voice was a little louder. This time, as long as Lord Zhao's mansion revealed a trace of his preference, he would definitely get it back at any cost. Even if he spent a lot of money, he would have to open up this path.

"This," the shopkeeper looked embarrassed and hesitated, "Mr. Zhao said replying."

"Say!" Sun Shen stared at him and urged, "What do you mean by sir?"

"Then he said," the shopkeeper said carefully, "I have received the kindness of the boss. The ancient inkstones in the ten directions are good, but these Lord Zhao don't like them. Lord Zhao's favorite is the Duanzhou tribute inkstone used by Baoshishi in this dynasty."

"Which Bao Shi Zheng? Duanzhou Gongyan?" Sun Shen said sternly and stomped his feet, "Why are you doing while standing there? Go search everywhere quickly!"

"Yes, yes." The shopkeeper agreed repeatedly, but he didn't dare to argue, so he stepped down.

"Brother Sun, wait," Liu Honggui, who was standing by, couldn't stand it and said, "This dynasty has only one Bao Shishi, Bao Xiaosu and Bao Zheng. This adult only used one Duan inkstone in his life, which was a Duan inkstone given by the Duanzhou elders. Therefore, according to legend, Mr. Bao had been the governor of Duanzhou for three years, and he was clean and did not take anything casually. When Ren Man returned to Beijing, his disciples could not bear the request of the Duanzhou elders and privately collected a Duan inkstone. Until the official ship was about to leave Duanzhou and could not turn back, the disciples offered this inkstone. As a result, Bao Shishi immediately ordered the ship to stop and put the inkstone into the river water of Duanzhou, and then continued to drive the ship." Liu Honggui looked a little strange and looked at Sun Shen with a smile, "This dynasty has only used this Duan inkstone in his life. Where do you ask the shopkeeper to look for?"

"Ah?" Sun Shen was speechless. He knew the story of Bao Heizi throwing in the inkstone, but he didn't remember it for a while.

'"Is Lord Zhao spending my time?" Sun Shen said intimately, but he thought again, as if he had opened up a little bit, summoned the shopkeeper to the front and asked, "You are asking outside, has Lord Zhao accepted the gift from other families?" The shopkeeper nodded quickly. Sun Shen looked at his back and thought to himself that it would be easier to deal with if Lord Zhao was really a clean official like a Bao Heizi. Since he had been in business, he has been used to seeing the world and has long disbelief in the things in the plays.

At this time, Sun Shen looked at Zhao Xingde's figure on the campus, and a hint of hope arose in his heart: "I hope it's okay"

In the middle of the viewing platform, another shopkeeper was also whispering to Nie Siwei, the leader of the Chamber of Commerce.

"What?" Nie Siwei frowned, "Mr. Zhao only accepted the box and returned the jade bi?"

"Yes." The shopkeeper whispered, "Then said, the master's gift is too expensive, so it is really hard for Lord Zhao to accept it. The young man also begged again and again. The opposite side was in a difficult position and reported it to the mansion. Then he took Yuhuan out of the box and handed it to the villain Huan, leaving the brocade box. He said that Nie Xingshou's intention was taken in the box, but the jade bi was still returned to Zhao and returned to the old man. The villain gave another push, and it was extremely difficult there and he refused to report it again. The villain brought Yubi back."

"What a perfect return to Zhao." Nie Siwei looked at Zhao Xingde's back, pondered for a moment, and sighed, "Mr. Zhao has such elegance and wings, which is really a blessing for us. This sea-expanding matter was originally intended to be left for children and grandchildren to do. But now Lord Zhao is in charge of the South China Sea, and the time is gone. We must prepare more goods this time, and the ship must try to travel farther. Taking advantage of the past few years, we can handle it no matter who comes back in the future." He did not ask the shopkeeper where he put the jade bi back, waved his hand and asked him to retreat, turning his eyes to Zhao Xingde in the university, as if this was a rare item.
Chapter completed!