Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 497: Cutting off the Waves
However, after Pei Ye said this, he did not take the whip, but turned around and walked back.

"Huh?" Xie Chuantang was at a loss.

"I'll go call Yan Feiqing." Pei Ye said seriously.

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Xie Chuantang stuffed the whip into his hand: "The higher-ups said no, just let me call you."

Then walked forward.

Pei Ye stared and followed behind: "Which one is on top?"

Xie Chuantang was silent for a moment, then tilted his head: "I want to ask you something. There is a 'Tong Jun', do you recognize him?"

"Ok?"

The two men came to the stables, and Xie Chuantang led him a very handsome horse: "Yesterday I got the news about this ship and reported it to Lord Di. At that time, the ship had already left the capital, so Lord Di contacted this 'Mr. Tong' - that night, these two horses were delivered to us."

"A purebred horse of unicorn blood, this kind of horse can run 400 miles in an hour."

Pei Ye looked at them. He was not completely unfamiliar with this kind of horse. When he was in Shaolong Prefecture, he had ridden a similar chariot and knew that they were called "Xianshuzi". But the blood of the two white horses was diluted in their bodies, and they were majestic and majestic. These two horses were much more handsome, with scales on the corners of their eyes and square hooves, which seemed to be riding the wind.

"We are a bit short of manpower. It seems that 'Tong Jun' said he could call you." Xie Chuantang jumped on the horse and handed him a thick envelope, "asking me to pass it to you."

Pei Ye took it over, and Xie Chuantang continued, "I don't know what other arrangements there are, and we don't have time to plan carefully now. The ship seemed to have received the news the day before yesterday. It has obviously been sailing very fast in the past two days with full sails, and has not stopped at any dock along the way. Regardless of whether it is true or not, our top priority is to catch up with it first."

"Oh, that's it." Pei Ye tilted his head to look at the horse in front of him. It was indeed a precious horse. He took the note and jumped on it. "I believe what Tong Jun said. In this case, I will just rely on my left arm for the time being."

Exiting from the west gate of Chang'an City, there are tall willows on the road and light clouds in the vast sky. Once you leave the bustling city, the vastness of early winter unfolds before your eyes.

The endless stream of pedestrians of all shapes and sizes could not fill the emptiness of the earth after autumn. From a high altitude, they looked like ants gathering towards an anthill. Two riders sped out from the side door and drove along the road for a while before a broad and gentle river appeared in sight.

Xie Chuantang reined in his horse slightly, and the two horses drew a large arc and ran parallel to the river, with the cool wind blowing from the river surface against their cheeks.

"This is the main trunk of the Fengshui River. The Caoqu flows westward and merges into this river." Xie Chuantang raised his voice, "Further ahead, this river will merge into the Weishui River, and if you follow the Weishui River to the end, you will reach the Yellow River."

Pei Ye looked up. This was his first time in the so-called capital area. There were villages and towns along the river, boats on the river, and the rising sun was driving away the morning mist, illuminating the river surface with bright waves.

"It has been rainy and windless these past two days. The boat is moving slowly and just passed Fengling Ferry the day before yesterday. If we rush for a day, we should be able to catch up with it between tonight and tomorrow morning."

Pei Ye nodded, the wind whistling past his ears, he leaned down and urged the horse again. This horse was quite arrogant, if it weren't for the black cat on its shoulder, it would probably be a bit tiring to ride.

After galloping along the Fengshui River for half an hour, a river with a more gentle flow and a wider surface came into view. This was the Weishui River, which had been the life of Chang'an for thousands of years. After galloping across the entire Weishui River, the thousands of miles of Yellow River spread out before their eyes, and the distant Tianzi City was completely left behind them.

In the afternoon, the two of them stopped at a small ferry and ate a bowl of noodles. While enjoying the noodle soup, Pei Ye opened the letter that was obviously from Xu Chuo.

Inside was a piece of letter paper and another smaller envelope.

"I shouldn't have disturbed your rest, but after all, nothing is certain. I'm not afraid that you'll know that I haven't planned everything out.

The smuggling under the ship was a little unexpected, but it seemed that there were some clues in other places that I had not thought of. In short, this matter is quite critical. I think I would like you to go again, stop this ship, investigate it, and bring back the clues. Di Jiu said that Xie Chuantang is very skilled and can be relied on in times of crisis. You can partner with her.

You can handle it on your own within the Pulse Realm, and don't worry about Xuanmen. This trip shouldn't be dangerous, but I need you with me, so I can feel more at ease.

I have urgently requested some information from Xianren Terrace, which is attached to this page.

May."

Pei Ye glanced at the letter paper, drank the last of the soup, put it away and wiped his mouth with a cloth.

Xie Chuantang on the opposite side had put on his sword again and looked over.

"This ship is not a government ship, nor is it a Taipingcao ship." Pei Ye put a few coins on the table.

Xie Chuantang frowned, but Pei Ye closed the document, seeming to be thinking about something.

If it weren't for the original target of "Yanwang Mansion", from the prison to Liguan to Taipingcao and now, these three words would have almost disappeared from the whole thing. Above Liguan is Taipingcao, and above Taipingcao are Huanlou and Yu Sicheng, who are the enemies facing us now.

Even now, the ship is still not directly controlled by the Taiping Cao Gang. The Prince of Yan's Mansion has handed over all the interests and power, so it has hidden its presence. Under the cover of this huge network of interests, no one knows what is going on.

But fortunately, what I am pursuing now is the line below.

"What is that?" Xie Chuantang looked at him.

"The owner of this ship is called 'Fengshuiwu'."

"Ships are sailing at Fengshui Wharf! Please give way!"

In the dim light of day, a shout startled the dogs, donkeys, horses and cattle at the ferry. The travelers standing at the bow of the boat looked over their shoulders and saw a tall boat sailing from the center of the river on the thin morning mist. "It's too early to sail so early. Even big businessmen think it's not enough to make money." The boatman muttered in a hoarse voice, took the oar and spun. The covered boat turned half a circle and then moved back to the center of the river.

The ferryman turned around and said anxiously: "Hey, won't it be over if we try harder?"

"If this big thing comes over here, we will be sucked back if we pass by." The boatman paddled back slowly, speaking in a leisurely voice, "People live for decades, why are you in such a hurry?"

Yangjiadu is a small ferry crossing on the Yellow River. It supports the livelihood of thousands of people by fishing, farming and entertaining travelers. In the morning, there are early-rising travelers, so there are also early-rising boatmen. It always takes time for a large ship to start. There is no town here, so there are indeed few such ships passing by at this time.

The boatman came back from paddling and saw that the first pot of water was boiling at the noodle stall on the shore. He sent a sieve of noodles down, and the steaming white hot steam rushed into the cold and dark air.

"I'm not in a hurry. It won't hurt if you get closer!"

The ferryman turned out to be quite young. Without his bamboo hat he might still be a teenager. He was dressed in coarse cloth and a pair of mud-soled boots, with faint pockmarks on the lower half of his face. Although he was crossing the river, his eyes were not looking at the other side, but staring at the big ship approaching in the mist with pursed lips. It was hard to tell whether his expression was anxious or apprehensive.

"If it's scratched, it will break; if it's hit, it will sink." The boatman said leisurely, "They are all big gangs. They own the 17 docks along the 300-li Fengshui River. If there's a misunderstanding, it could be fatal. I see you carry a sword too. Do you know what's going on in the underworld?"

"There are things happening every day in the martial arts world."

"Yes, 90% of the time, it's the big fish eating the small fish, the small fish eating the shrimp. I heard that the whole gang in Fengshui Wharf is on high alert these days. At times like this, we have to stay away." The old boatman pretended not to hear, and while muttering, he picked up the oar and paddled the boat, and the boat drifted a little closer to the shore.

The ferryman grabbed his oar and said, "That's enough! Don't go backwards!"

The old boatman was startled, and looked at his anxious expression suspiciously, then tilted his head to look at the approaching ship: ". What do you want to do, young man?"

"What are you doing?" The ferryman quickly let go and pressed down his bamboo hat. "Well, I'll just give you two taels of silver and let me drive your boat first."

The old boatman was even more shocked: "Young man, please get off quickly. I will refund you double the money for this business trip."

The boat was getting closer and closer, as tall as a building on the river. Niu Shaoyi tilted his head to look, and now he understood why it was so far away. When the huge shadow fell, he subconsciously wanted to urge the boatman to the shore.

As they got closer, they could vaguely see a tall figure standing on the bow in the dim light, his clothes fluttering and a large sword at his side.

Niu Shaoyi's heart suddenly tightened and his body stiffened uncontrollably.

【Black Clouds on the River】Chen Renzhong.

He had actually heard of the name of Fengshuiwu. The boatman said it was a big gang in the underworld, which was true, but it was not that simple. It was half a water escort agency and half a northern and southern chamber of commerce. Such a big gang at the foot of Tianzi City always had some connections with the higher-ups, and was even controlled by others. It was difficult for outsiders to know the depth of it.

Chen Renzhong was a person standing in the foreground, and he was also well-known in this 500-li water system. As long as you make a living on the Fengshui River, you will always recognize the figure of this man standing on the sword. He spends more than ten months a year on the water, following the route of the "Southern Golden Wind" to travel north and south, and is the true confidant of the owner of the dock.

For the two teenagers wandering the streets of Chang'an, this was an absolutely dangerous behemoth.

They should never approach such a real gangster with a weak body and a broken dagger. But who made him and Xiao Zhang a brother?

Niu Shaoyi looked at the approaching ship, his palms sweating, his eyes constantly scanning the water as it passed, hoping that a head would suddenly pop up.

However, the old boatman kept driving the huge ship in the middle of the river closer and closer, and the agreed time had clearly passed half a minute.

Just at this moment, two crisp hoof sounds broke the tranquility of the stone road.

Two beautiful horses galloped out from the mist, followed by a cold-looking woman in police uniform with black eyebrows and black pupils; and a younger boy with a single sword wrapped in cloth, with a black cat lying steadily on his shoulder.

In the middle of the river, a huge ship like a high wall was slowly passing by.

The woman tilted her head and looked, her eyes stopped at the boat: "Old man, please take the boat to the middle of the river."

The young man got off the horse and tied the two horses to the trees by the lake. Before the old boatman responded, he looked towards the center of the river. Then, in the astonished eyes of Niu Shaoyi, the figure drew his sword and flew up like a wild goose. He turned lightly in the air and passed through the water surface of several dozen feet. Like a kite in the wind, he spread his clothes and landed directly on the deck of "Nan Jin Feng".

Niu Shaoyi saw Chen Renzhong on the bow suddenly turn his head, and the big knife was tilted towards the young man. At the same time, the boat made a slight sound, and the woman had stood on the awning, raised her hand and issued an order, and her clear voice spread across the river: "Xie Chuantang, the constable of Jingzhao Prefecture, is now ordered to inspect your boat. Lower the sail immediately for questioning!"

Then she lowered her head and signaled to the boatman. The old man's mouth seemed to be glued shut and he didn't say a single joke. He paddled hard and the boat headed towards the center of the river.

After a while, the distance was almost right, and the woman jumped up and landed lightly on the deck of the ship.

As the two rice-sized figures approached, the big ship actually slowly lowered its sails and began to slow down.

At this time, on the shore, a figure in gray walked over from the deserted street and walked towards the noodle stall with white steam rising from it.

He stood tall, with a long sword on his back, his boots stained with mud, his hems covered with morning dew, and a bamboo hat on his head, revealing only his angular chin. He looked like an ordinary passerby by the river on a winter day.

"Auntie, please give me a bowl of meat soup noodles." The white breath he exhaled rose in the air and then dissipated. He took off his sword and threw it on the table with a "clang". He lifted up his clothes and sat on the cold stool, becoming its first customer of the day.

On the river behind him, the tall figure standing with a sword on the bow also disappeared. In the dim light, the large ship, which had few lights to begin with, was filled with a frightening silence. No one knew what was happening inside.

(End of this chapter)