The matter in Suzhou and Hangzhou had come to an end.
Yuan Xiong was arrested, the Customs Department was uprooted, and the five thousand tax collectors instantly became thugs who killed officials and rebelled, and were thrown into prison.
Mo Qinghe was killed, Hangzhou's Mo Mansion, Suzhou's Li Gui, and Jinling's Du Qingjiang, the three great families were wiped clean by the internal officials who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
No one expected that Yang Ling, who had just taken over the Customs Department and had no foundation, would dare to make such a big move and use such thunderous methods.
Li Daxiang was so scared that he immediately shut his door and did not go out, claiming that he was seriously ill. He was the owner of the largest Li Ji Cloth Shop in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and the biggest buyer of cloth, yarn, and satin business in this area. Although he usually bought at a low price, the people had formed the habit of selling products.
Now that he had stopped, the people who were used to selling cloth to Li Ji Silk Shop were not used to it. The people who were spinning and weaving waited for two days. Li Ji Silk Shop, which had been opened everywhere, was still closed. They could only let their men carry the load to the weavers and silk shops to sell.
When Yang Ling heard about Li Daxiang, he really did not know whether to laugh or cry. Should he send someone to call him to see him now? The problem was that this Eunuch Li was really not clean. He was afraid that once the letter was delivered, this Eunuch Li would either pack up and run away or hang himself. Would he dare to come to Hangzhou?
Or … should he take the initiative to see him? With the example of Yuan Xiong, Bi Chun, and Mo Qinghe, the consequences would probably be the same. But now the Customs Commissioner and Grain Commissioner had not yet taken office. If Li Daxiang also piled up the load, wouldn't the situation in Jiangnan be dangerous?
While Yang Ling was worrying, the Taoist master Zhang came to visit and thank him. When Yang Ling saw him come, he suddenly had an idea and told him his thoughts. He asked the Taoist master to stop in Suzhou on the way back and visit Eunuch Li with the local tyrant Wu Jiyuan to express his goodwill to him.
Yang Ling could not say anything too genteel. The general gist of it was that the leader was very satisfied with Eunuch Li's tax collection work, and specially proposed to commend and reward him. As for him opening a silk shop, as long as he did not treat the common people too harshly, it would still contribute to the economic development of Jiangnan. He also hoped that Eunuch Li would not be arrogant or rash, and would continue to work hard to become a role model for the tax collection eunuchs in Jiangnan.
Taoist master Zhang was good at making up nonsense to give people confidence. As soon as he heard it, he understood that Imperial Envoy Yang had gone overboard in establishing his authority and had scared his subordinates to the point of numbness. Now was the time to bestow an official position, make a wish, and give some sweetness. He couldn't help but agree with a smile on his face.
After Yang Ling tricked Eunuch Li, it was Taoist master Zhang's turn to trick him.
Listening to Taoist master Zhang's tone, Yang Ling's appearance was extraordinarily good. A high official, generous salary, a life of good fortune, and all those nice words came out of the mouth of a fortune-teller. Although it came from the mouth of a Taoist master, Yang Ling did not take it to heart at all.
Taoist master Zhang did not dare to expose his secret of seizing bodies to prolong his life. Seeing him smile apologetically and agree, but with a disapproving look on his face, he hesitated for a moment, and finally said a few more words: "Your Excellency, you may not be willing to do it, or you may not want to do it. But your fate is to have endless wars, and the wealth and fortune of those who die will be transferred to you, adding to your good fortune and longevity. This is called seizing good fortune by force. Human fate is the most wonderful thing. You cannot fully believe it, but you must also believe it."
Yang Ling was startled when he heard this. "What does this mean? Why does it sound so much like 'climbing up by stepping on other people's shoulders', 'using other people's blood to stain your own head red', those words used to describe treacherous officials? Seizing good fortune and longevity? "
When Yang Ling thought of this, his heart suddenly moved. "Coming to this era, I've already more or less changed the fate of the people around me. If I didn't come, would Young-niang hit the coffin and die? Would the people in front of Chicken Crying Post die? Would Li Duo, Dai Qian, and the others still be alive? What about Ma Yicheng, General Bao, Wang Jinglong, Mo Qinghe, and the others? Would Wang Qiong and Hong Zhong still be demoted and removed from their positions? Would Bi Chun and Yuan Xiong still be imprisoned?
Some people live and die because of me. Some people prosper and fall into trouble because of me. Could it be that I'm really seizing good fortune by force of fate? Thinking about it carefully, from the moment I came to this world, although it was not my original intention, there were always storms surrounding me. Every time someone was unlucky or even died, my official fate and benefits would increase a little. Is this seizing good fortune and longevity? "
When Yang Ling heard this, he was bewildered. He couldn't help but look at Taoist master Zhang with a guilty conscience. He was afraid that this person was really omnipotent and could see through his ins and outs.
Zhang Fubao's son sat on the side, appearing gentle and quiet. However, the speaker had no intention, but the listener had an intention. When she heard the words of accompanying a lifetime with weapons fell into her ears, she suddenly thought of 'spring shadows move when the weapons rise'. Her face suddenly blushed.
Zhang Fubao's son originally used the excuse of not feeling well to not come today. However, Yang Ling was injured because of her. How could she not come to thank him? Although Taoist master Zhang was young, as a Taoist master, he valued etiquette the most when dealing with people on Mount Longhu. Although he had always doted on his younger sister, he still dragged her here by force.
Zhang Fubao was now a little afraid of meeting Yang Ling. She wanted to stay as far away from him as possible. She twisted her body uncomfortably and secretly glanced at Yang Ling. "This person … has a high official position, he's handsome, and his words are not unpleasant. If I were to be his husband, it wouldn't be considered as me mistreating him.
But I'm the Imperial Advisor's younger sister. How can I be someone's concubine? Every time Mother sees First Aunt, she always has a careful smile on her face. That look of being bullied … I don't want it. No matter how good he is, I don't want it. "
"If what Taoist master said is true, then does that mean that my arrival has changed too many things? My fate is now beyond the control of the gods and ghosts? If that's the case … does that mean that I won't die after a year? "
Thinking of this, he remembered Taoist master Zhang's solemn vow that he would be blessed and live a long life. Although Yang Ling was still doubtful, this kind of mentality was like a drowning man grasping at the last straw. He would rather believe it than not.
Yang Ling was pleasantly surprised. "Thank you for your auspicious words. If it's really as Taoist master said, Yang will personally go to Mount Longhu to pay my respects to Taishang Laojun and offer incense as thanks."
Hearing this, Zhang Fubao was like a rubber ball. She suddenly bounced up from the chair and waved her hands in panic. "Don't go, don't go. You can't pay your respects, you can't pay your respects … Ah? … Uh … I mean … Milord is busy with official business. You can just pay your respects to the nearby Baiyun Monastery in the capital. Hehe, hehe, hehehe … "
Zhang Fubao saw that Yang Ling and her brother were looking at her in shock. She couldn't help but laugh dryly and explain in embarrassment.
Taoist master Zhang rolled his eyes and thought, "It seems that my sister is really sick today. Seriously sick. If the Governor of the Inner Works were to make a vow in front of the gods, how much sesame oil money would that cost? There's a whole family on Mount Longhu that I have to support. This stupid girl, she still wants to take advantage of others when there are benefits. "
Taoist master Zhang glared at his sister and turned to Yang Ling with a smile. "Taoist knows that Milord has a lot of official business to attend to. Besides, you've been in the capital for too long. My mother has already urged us to return to the mountain, so I won't disturb you any longer. I'll take my leave now. I hope that one day I can welcome you at Mount Longhu. "
After sending off Taoist master Zhang and his sister, Yang Ling immediately started to decide who would be in charge of customs and grain tax. Yang Ling wasn't familiar with the nearby eunuchs. He wanted to ask Dai Lou Er about them, but since the day they parted, Dai Lou Er had been living in seclusion other than when she cooperated with the authorities to confiscate the property. She had never stepped into Yang Ling's heavily guarded residence.
Seeing how she acted in front of Yang Ling that day, as if she was secretly in love with him, Gao Wenxin was worried that she would shamelessly try to seduce Milord again. Now that Yang Ling was living in the east courtyard as a guest and she was the only host, there were too many excuses for them to interact. Unexpectedly, she didn't show up at all.
Yang Ling had to send someone to teach him. Dai Lou Er didn't come, but she sent back a piece of incense paper. It listed the names, virtues, characters, and abilities of more than ten eunuchs in the vicinity. It seemed that she knew that Yang Ling would ask about them.
Yang Ling didn't really trust her. Although Dai Lou Er's idea was indeed a good way to solve the situation in Jiangnan and avoid giving the Ministry of Rites an excuse to attack, Dai Lou Er's calmness and calmness that day were not like the delicate, timid, and lovely appearance she showed.
Since ancient times, there were many strange women in the brothel. Even if she was a heroine, she should have been hiding behind the scenes since she was worried that Mo Qinghe would retaliate against her. Because from the situation that day, Mo Qinghe obviously didn't suspect her.
Why did she volunteer to personally plan the layout until Mo Qinghe was killed? She was too active, but she didn't have a good reason to do so. He couldn't figure out the reason. Yang Ling always had a bit of vigilance against her.
However, Dai Lou Er's current behavior was beyond reproach. She lived in seclusion and rarely saw outsiders. She even took the initiative to offer advice and fawn over the imperial envoy to give him advice. This was also in line with her current situation as the family of a criminal official who was always careful and only seeking self-protection.
As the imperial envoy who accepted her secret rescue, even if Yang Ling had doubts in his heart, he couldn't question her at this time. Instead, he had to protect her more and arrange a place for her to go so that he wouldn't be criticized by others.
Since Yang Ling listened to her idea, he had already sent people to the nearby prefectures and counties to secretly investigate. Although the information he got in a hurry was not as detailed as the people and content listed in her letter, after comparing the two, it seemed that Dai Lou Er didn't lie.
After a round of comparison, Yang Ling chose two tax inspectors from among them and sent someone to pass on the order for the two to immediately head to Hangzhou to take up their posts. The internal supervisors of the Tax Supervision Department were nominally the imperial envoys personally sent by the Emperor, but in fact, they were all arranged by the person in charge of the Tax Supervision Department. How could Jiangnan's tax collection be vacant for a long time? He naturally had the right to arrange it first and ask for a decree to confirm it after returning to the capital.
The two newly appointed Tax Inspectors rushed to Hangzhou without stopping. After handing over the invitation and paying a visit to their new master, Yang Ling, they immediately got to work decisively. They checked the tax items, collected the taxes, cleared the various miscellaneous taxes, and recruited new manpower. They did a great job. Although the two were trying to please and perform, their ability to do things was indeed not bad.
Li Daxiang, who closed his eyes and waited for death, received the news brought by the Taoist master Zhang. It was like he had taken the elixir of flesh and bones and the resurrection of the dead. His seven souls and six spirits were attached to his body. With Mo Qinghe and Yuan Xiong as two examples, one dead and one alive, and the tax supervisors of the surrounding prefectures and counties eyeing covetously, Li Daxiang didn't have the last bit of hesitation to wait and see. He wholeheartedly worked for Yang Ling.
On Li Gui's side, when he heard the news of Mo Qinghe's death, he didn't have the last bit of support, so he obediently told the truth. However, his confession was no longer necessary. With the ironclad evidence of Mo Qinghe murdering the imperial envoy and the discovery of piles of bones in the temple, it was enough to uproot Mo Qinghe's forces and not leave any scourge.
When Yang Ling saw that the situation in Jiangnan had stabilized, he was completely relieved. At this time, the people he sent back to the capital to inquire about the movements in the imperial court still hadn't sent back any news. Yang Ling wrote a secret memorial about the matter in Jiangnan and ordered people to send it to the capital again. He reported to the Emperor Zhengde that he would go to Jinling first and then immediately return to the capital after selecting two tax supervisors. He also secretly ordered the messenger to report back in time if there were any movements.
Everything was arranged properly. When Yang Ling was preparing to leave for Jinling, that Madame Xiao Lou, who hadn't appeared for a long time, suddenly appeared and asked to see the imperial envoy. Yang Ling was about to leave the Mo mansion and also wanted to see Madame Mo. When he heard that she had come, he quickly welcomed her into the room.
Dai Lou 'er floated into the room and bowed to greet Yang Ling. Today, she wore a black satin silk gown. Her ink-black hair was tied up and fixed at the back of her head with a white jade hairpin. It made her face even more sparkling, her skin was as white as snow, and her skin was as tender as a new lychee.
Her footsteps were light, but when she walked, it was as if she was floating on a wave of smoke. Her footsteps were light and her socks were covered with dust. Yang Ling thought of the first time he came to the Mo mansion. She stepped on the grass in the rain and looked at him sweetly. He couldn't help but feel a bit sad: Although Mo Qinghe deserved it, everything that happened today was because of his arrival.
When Mo Qinghe first brought him into the mansion, he definitely didn't think that there would be a day like this, right? If he didn't consider justice and good and evil would be rewarded, he would really be a bit of a jinx.
Yang Ling saw Dai Lou 'er greet him and quickly pretended to be polite. He smiled faintly and said, "Madame, please sit. I will leave in a few days and return to the capital via Jinling. I was just about to say goodbye to Madame." He said this and raised his head towards the door and said, "Someone, serve tea."
Gao Wenxin was in the back packing the medicinal ingredients and wasn't by Yang Ling's side. That's right, she was packing the medicinal ingredients. The imperial envoy was injured, so the local officials, gentry, and celebrities had to show their support, right? So all kinds of medicinal ingredients were continuously sent. It was enough to open a medicine shop, but it could only be a medicine shop with rare and special medicines.
Which of those celebrities and rich people knew about medicine? Anyway, they just needed to take out some strange and rare valuable medicine to show their appreciation. They didn't care what kind of injury Yang Ling had and what kind of illness he had. So, there were medicine for injuries, tonics, and aphrodisiacs sent by ignorant and incompetent local rich people. It was a dazzling and spectacular sight.
Among them, there was no lack of rare and precious medicinal herbs. In the eyes of a true divine doctor like Gao Wenxin, these were simply countless handy weapons. How could she bear to let those ignorant foreigners tidy them up randomly? She was sorting them out and sorting them out herself.
There were only two people in this guest room. They sat across a round table. The two people quietly turned their faces and looked at each other. Then they quickly looked away. They both looked a little embarrassed.
Now that they were alone in a room, Yang Ling thought of the scene of her seducing him naked that day and felt a little uncomfortable. Dai Lou Er wasn't pretending. If she was facing a shameless and lascivious man, she wouldn't feel uncomfortable being coquettish and dissolute. But now, facing Yang Ling, if she still had a sense of shame, how could she still be indifferent?
Yang Ling put his hands on his knees, stared at the front and said, "This official … will set off tomorrow … This mansion is Mo Qinghe's ill-gotten wealth, so … once I leave, Hangzhou Prefecture will be confiscated. Uh … Madam reported to this official and let me know about Mo Qinghe's plot to murder me. So, this official should make proper arrangements for madam before leaving. I don't know what madam's plan is? "
Dai Lou Er gently turned her head. She wore black clothes and black hair. Her neck was snow-white and dazzling. She smiled faintly and said softly, "This lowly concubine still has to thank you for your care. With your order, this lowly concubine's jewelry, makeup box, and private money have not been confiscated by the government. It has accumulated … it's actually a lot of wealth. From now on … hehe, in short, I won't be starving."
A foreigner came in with two cups of tea in his hands and casually put them on the table. He said, "Factory supervisor, please have some tea!" Then he walked out.
It wasn't that he was disrespectful to the factory supervisor. These illiterate soldiers were all transferred from the Shenji Battalion. Drinking tea was just drinking tea. They didn't know anything about this.
Yang Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He picked up the teacup and made a gesture to invite Dai Lou Er to have tea. But when he saw her lightly dressed and calm appearance, would she be willing to drink the teacup that the soldier grabbed with his hand?
Dai Lou Er's eyes flashed. Seeing his expression, she couldn't help but smile. She picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Hehe, don't think that this lowly concubine lives a luxurious life. This lowly concubine has eaten the leftovers of the customers in the Spring Rain Brothel for ten years. I don't have so many rules."
Yang Ling heard that she didn't mind talking about her experiences in the brothel. Although it sounded like she was talking about her childhood experiences and not the romantic stories of her time, it wasn't appropriate for him to continue the conversation. He made an "oh" sound and avoided this topic under the pretense of drinking tea.
Dai Lou Er glanced at him lightly. Today, Yang Ling was wearing a sky blue silk robe with black pine patterns embroidered on the collar. His black hair was combed high and tied in a silk knot. His features were delicate and his eyes were like dots of paint. Even with her experience, it was rare to see such a romantic person. She couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart: If I could be ten years younger and meet such a young and handsome man when I first started my career, how good would that be? Now … I'm probably six or seven years older than him. Not only did I come from a brothel, but I'm also married to a eunuch. That day when I seduced him, he was unmoved. Although he was afraid of Mo Qinghe, I can see his vision. Based on his status, how can I get close to him?
Yang Ling took a sip of tea. Seeing that she was holding the cup and thinking about something, he couldn't help but ask, "Have you found the residence of madam? Now the gate of the mansion is guarded by the yamen of the prefectural magistrate. I'm afraid it will be more difficult to get in and out when I leave. If there is a residence, I can send someone to help move. "
Dai Lou Er remembered the purpose of her coming here. She put down the cup and said faintly, "I'm here because … because of this reason, Hang Zhou Prefecture … I can't live in peace anymore. After the news of Mo Qinghe eating human brains was spread out, it became more and more popular among the people in the neighborhood. They said that Mo Mansion was like hell.
Alas, Mo Qinghe brought orphans here. There were only 35 skeletons, but some families whose children went missing now insist that it was Mo Mansion who did it. If it weren't for the yamen guarding, someone would have come to make trouble. "
Yang Ling had a thought. That kind of demonic behavior was something he detested a long time ago. Since Mo Qinghe believed in sorcery and mistakenly thought that eating human brains could regenerate his penis, then did Dai Lou Er already know about this? Mo Qinghe did such a thing that angered people and gods, so he must have believed in this sorcery. Then, would he hold back from showing it off to Dai Lou Er?
Yang Ling calmly took a sip of tea and sighed, "That's right, cannibalism, cannibalism, it's really unheard of. It's infuriating. When I first heard about it, I was also scared out of my wits. Madam, on the other hand, is much more knowledgeable than me."
Dai Lou Er sneered and said, "Milord is really a scholar who only reads the books of sages. Naturally, you don't want to know these disgusting things.
Since ancient times, there are still a lot of such things. Let's not talk about him who eats people to survive. During the Spring and Autumn Period, Duke Huan of Qi was the ruler of a country. Just because he was tired of eating delicious food, he ate babies as food. It was just to show off his appetite. Even Sage Confucius praised Duke Huan for dominating all the feudal lords and ruling the world. "
She sighed and said, "At the end of the Sui Dynasty, Zhuge Ang and Gao Zan were fighting for wealth. One killed a twin boy, the other killed a beautiful concubine and ate her flesh. At the end of the Tang Dynasty, the military governor of Wuning, Ji Congjian, and the Song Dynasty's royal prince, Ji Xun, each ate more than a hundred people. As for this dynasty …"
This matter was related to the cannibalism scandal of the Imperial Court. Even though everyone knew about it, Dai Lou'er still had to be careful in front of the imperial envoy. She swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth. Her lips curled into a cold smile as she said, "As for those dignified cannibals who did not eat humans, there are countless of them. This lowly concubine comes from a humble background and has seen too many of them."
Yang Ling saw a layer of hostility appearing on her beautiful face and could not help but be surprised. After Dai Lou Er vented her anger, she suddenly realized that she had lost her composure. She quickly smiled and combed her hair gracefully. She said, "This lowly concubine's knowledge is accumulated from living a life of being bullied and eaten by others. After listening to Lord's words, I was moved for a moment. I am really impolite."
Yang Ling saw that she was able to hide her emotions so quickly. Once she restrained her emotions, there was not a drop of water leaking out. Although he knew that this was an occupational disease developed in the brothel, he still felt a chill in his heart. He laughed dryly and said, "Uh … these people do it for vanity, novelty, or for the appetite. They are indeed more hateful than Mo Qinghe. Sigh … that kind of nonsense …"
He glanced at Dai Lou Er. How could he talk about whether her eunuch husband could germinate in front of her? Yang Ling changed the topic and said, "If there are people who vent their anger on Madam, it is indeed inappropriate for you to live here. Is Madam thinking of moving to another place?"
Dai Lou Er nodded and said, "Yes, this lowly concubine is a woman and has no relatives to rely on. The only way is to leave this place and live in seclusion. Now … this lowly concubine cannot afford to keep so many servants. If I only bring a few personal maids with me, I am not afraid of the long journey. I am afraid that I will encounter bad people …"
As she said this, she glanced at Yang Ling with her big watery eyes. If she always had such an expression when facing others, it would be difficult for her to not encounter bad people. Yang Ling's scalp tingled when he saw this. He faintly felt that something was wrong. Before he could speak, Dai Lou Er had already said, "Jin Ling is a prosperous place. There are fewer bad people. No one knows this lowly concubine there. This lowly concubine wants to move to Jin Ling. So … can I borrow Sir's prestige and follow Sir's fleet? Then there will be fewer difficulties."
After Dai Lou Er finished speaking, she stared at Yang Ling without blinking and waited nervously for his answer.
Dai Lou Er said that she wanted to go to Jin Ling, but her real purpose was to go to the capital. She was just afraid that if she revealed her purpose, he would reject her even more. These few days, she had carefully thought about it. Her current identity was different from before. Even if she wanted to marry a high-ranking official as a concubine, he would have many scruples and refuse her in every possible way.
On the other hand, when Mo Qinghe was alive, he offended many officials. When he was alive, those people dared not do anything to him. Now that he was dead, if she fell into the hands of those people, how would they humiliate her?
What's more, in order to win over Li Fu, she promised him that as long as he got rid of Mo Qinghe, she would sleep with him. Now that Mo Qinghe had just died, the East Courtyard was full of people from the Inner Factory. That reckless thing wanted her to fulfill her promise immediately. He was not afraid that she would give herself away. After several prevarications, he even threatened her.
Dai Lou Er was arrogant. Although Mo Qinghe was a eunuch, since she married him, she felt that she was also a proper wife. She was no longer a lowly prostitute. She felt humiliated when he forced her to please those high-ranking officials. How could she be willing to follow Li Fu's wishes?
What's more, this person was so unsophisticated that he would ruin things sooner or later. When Li Gui died, Li Fu had no relatives. She could take the opportunity to go north to get rid of this scourge secretly. She would not attract attention when she went to a foreign place, and she was not afraid that the victim's family would come forward.
Other than these plans, Dai Lou 'er's greatest hope was to get into the good graces of the handsome and noble Governor of the Internal Workings when she accompanied Yang Ling to the north. Even if she had no status, it would be a world of difference compared to the days when she smiled and fawned upon him like a toy.
If she couldn't, then based on the fact that Yang Ling owed her a favor, as long as she stayed by his side, he wouldn't ignore her. With his help, she would be able to safely move to the north. As for the future, she could only think about it later.
Yang Ling listened and hesitated for a moment, "Uh … you want to move to Jin Ling? This … if my official ship carried Madam, it would be inappropriate. Now the Inner Factory has built a carriage and ship company in Suzhou. I can write a note for Madam to take it to find them. They will definitely escort you safely to Jin Ling. "
When Dai Lou Er heard him trying to avoid arousing suspicion, she could not help but feel disappointed. However, she was still hopeful and forced a smile, "It will only take two days to reach Jin Ling. Right now, I just want to hide my identity and live in a foreign place. I really do not want to show my face in public. Also … I will not board your official ship. I will hire another ship and follow behind your fleet. Once we reach Jin Ling … once we reach Jin Ling, I will not dare to trouble you anymore. Is that okay? "
Yang Ling hesitated for a while and nodded, "Alright. Yang will escort Madam to Jin Ling. Does Madam want to hire a ship?"
When Dai Lou'er saw that he had agreed, her face was filled with joy. She smiled and said, "Yes, thank you, my lord. I will go back and prepare my luggage."
She stood up and bowed. After a few steps, she suddenly turned around and smiled, "Oh yes, I do not have a name. Now that I am going to the north, I cannot use my stage name anymore. I have given myself a name, Cheng Qiyun, so that you can know me! "
When she turned around and smiled, it was like a flash of sunlight. In an instant, it was so bright that it dazzled everyone's eyes.
Yang Ling looked down and cupped his hands. When he raised his head again, she had already left.
Yang Ling's lips curled downwards. He softly said, "Cheng Qiyun … Cheng … Qiyun. My poem, Cheng Qiyun, is composed of three thousand poems. I hope that your poem is not a poisonous one. Otherwise, I will not hesitate to destroy a flower! "
* * *
The ship was still moving, but the speed of the ship was much slower at night. In front, there was a big ship leading the way. Yang Ling's official ship was in the middle. Behind them, there was a smaller cargo ship. There were two strings of red lights on the bow and stern of the ship to identify the ship at night.
Yang Ling stood at the side of the ship and quietly looked at the night sky. He gently touched the jade belt on his waist.
The jade belt was made for him by Yutang Chun before he went to Jiangnan. Under the Lantian jade buckle on his abdomen, there were three strands of black hair.
Han Youniang had ordered Yutang Chun to put it in. Yutang Chun only knew that it was because of her master's long journey. Sister Young-niang, who had always been shy, expressed her affection to her husband. Only Yang Ling and Young-niang knew the inside story.
At this time, a bright moon hung in the sky. The water looked quiet and deep. The lights of a few fishing boats were scattered on the shore.
The wind brushed past his cheeks, and the water beneath the boat splashed. Yang Ling seemed to see the dark green cape fluttering in the wind again, and a red horse slowly approaching from afar, like a cloud of sunset clouds. In his ears, there seemed to be a buzzing sound of the tail of an arrow.
Yang Ling took a deep breath and sighed in his heart. "If I don't see her when I'm in Suhang, it's still acceptable. But if I don't see her when I'm in Jinling, will Lian 'er … … kill me?"
Yang Ling slapped the side of the ship in distress. He said to himself, "I'm afraid I have to go. Ai! Chang Gan, Chang Gan … "
A light laugh came from behind him. "Qie's hair first covers her forehead, folding flowers in front of the door. My husband comes riding a bamboo horse, circling the bed to play with green plums. Living together in Chang Gan, the two little ones don't mind each other. Master is from the north and has never come to Jin Ling. How can there be a childhood sweetheart waiting for you in Chang Gan? Is Master thinking … thinking of sister Young-niang, or Yu 'er, or Cher? "
Yang Ling turned back to look, only to see a sky full of stars. Under the starry sky, Gao Wenxin walked toward him with a smile, a lantern in her hand.
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