Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

After dealing with the village affairs, Ling Qingyu went to see Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi when she was free. After receiving Yan San's words, her heart settled down, and if she didn't get entangled, her natural face returned to her original complexion and air.

"The weather is pretty good today, why don't you two work together to make a calligraphy and painting?" Ling Qingyu finally couldn't help but whisper as he watched the two playing chess one after another at the table.

Wang Xuanzhi glanced at her and continued to play chess.

Be stingy! Ling Qingyu turned his head to please Cheng Jia and said, "Master Cheng, I just got a good coral, why don't we go to appreciate it together?"

Cheng Jia looked at her amusedly and said: "Your house full of treasure, still thinking that we are hard to find ten thousand dollars?"

Who revealed this? Ling Qingyu suddenly changed his awe-inspiring face and said: "What is our relationship with, can it be measured by money?"

"What friendship do we have?" Wang Xuanzhi asked lightly.

"This... at least should be considered a friend who fought in the same trench." Ling Qingyu looked at the sky.

"Oh, friends are used to block the knife." Wang Xuanzhi still said lightly.

Ling Qingyu suddenly turned his head and asked the book case: "Who taught your son these messy things?"

The book case pointed to the figure of Su Ce who was slowly slipping away outside.

"Well, chat casually, where is so particular." Ling Qingyu can only haha. This can only be blamed on her, it is really embarrassing to say what she said without covering up.

"Then when are you serious?" Wang Xuan asked, looking up at her.

"That, I remember, I still have something to leave. You play slowly." Ling Qingyu quickly got up and left.

"Xuanzhi, why do we have to go to the bottom for things that have no results?" Cheng Jia sighed and said.

Wang Xuanzhi lost the chess piece and said, "Go for a walk."

"Eleven, you can't be so stingy when you grow up." Lying on the rocking chair and reading a book, Ling Qingyu said to Ye Shiyi, who was busy going in and out of cooking.

"What?" Ye Eleven asked, placing the vegetables on the stone table.

"Well, a man, isn't it all right for three wives and four concubines? Look, I didn't feel at a disadvantage, and men would not suffer any more? Right? Such a trivial matter, it is true!" Ling Qingyu turned the page. Muttered. If it wasn't for the **** snake pill, did I commit it? Our Jia Yansan has a better figure and better skills than you, huh!

"Sister," Ye Shiyi shouted.

"Huh?" Ling Qingyu raised his head and followed Ye Xi's fingers to see the two people standing at the gate of the yard.

Wang Xuanzhi took the roll of paper in his hand, his face was so dark that he could fall into ashes.

Ling Qingyu jumped up and rushed back into the room.

A wry smile slowly appeared on Wang Xuanzhi's face, and the persistence in his heart turned into sorrow.

Seeing the two people set up a drawing in the yard, Ling Qingyu took a bag of pearls from a box of pearls on the table with a cloth bag, then walked out the door and quietly walked behind them.

Wang Xuanzhi’s painting style is not as elegant as Cheng Jia’s, but more delicate. The peach blossoms of a tree are in full bloom, and the beauty under the flowers looks up and seems to smell the fragrance of the flowers. Lifelike, the waves in the smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to be alive.

Ling Qingyu was really taken aback. He didn't expect Wang Xuanzhi's painting skills to be so superb.

"Can you still get your eyes?" Wang Xuanzhi put down his pen and asked.

His tone had never been so peaceful before. Ling Qingyu looked at him in surprise, and saw that there was no trace of irritation on his face. It was the unparalleled youth who knocked on the door when he first met.

"Send you." Ling Qingyu handed him a cloth sac pearl and said.

"Haha, what is this?" Wang Xuanzhi took it unceremoniously and smiled.

"This year's pearls, go back to make jewelry, or grind them into powder as a beauty product." Ling Qingyu picked up the painting, and said with a slap on the corner of his mouth: "It's a peerless beauty. When I get old, I must Hang in the bedroom."

"Why wait when you are old?" Cheng Jia asked with a smile.

"When I get old, I can tell my grandson, look at how beautiful grandma used to be." Ling Qingyu said with a pick from the corner of his eyes.

"Sister, didn't you say that lying is not a good boy?" Ye Shiyi brought up the meal and said.

"It's not a good boy to lie, but at that time my sisters were all old women, so it doesn't matter if they are good boys." As he said, he took the painting directly back to the room.

In the following days, Ling Qingyu will handle affairs in the main hall in the morning, and in the afternoon will take two people out for a stroll or listen to them play the piano and watch them paint.

Half a month later, Yan San brought back a bunch of exhausted people.

The next day, Ram’s ship returned from Da Zhou.

"The price is good. I heard that Dazhou's incense is out of stock, and the price of a stock is very expensive. Generally, officials and eunuchs can't afford it, so as soon as we arrived, the stock was robbed." Mu smiled.

"Give you all the cash?" Ling Qingyu asked strangely, is there so much cash?

"Gold and silver and copper are available, and there are goods to be exchanged. Master, do you know how many goods we brought back this time?" Ram handed her the bill.

One million silk fabrics, including Qingluo Hongluo, Shujin Dongjuansi Ling, two million pieces of porcelain, including Jun porcelain that was impossible to buy before, and one million catties of tea, including Xiaolong Tuan. That's it, just tens of millions of dollars!

"I left 300,000 jin of tea in Quanzhou. Here are those high-end teas called Xiaolong Tuan. They are very precious. I brought back all the silk, three hundred and fifty thousand taels of gold, and three million taels of silver. The 500,000 copper coins are also in Quanzhou." Ram said.

"Which merchants are you selling to?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"Many houses, when we went, Mr. Fan happened to be in Quanzhou, so he contacted more than ten major commercial firms, and then drew one-tenth of the tax, and 30% of the purchase, all of which were traded in kind. Mr. Ding said It was Master Fan who used the items in the warehouse of the Fujian Road transfer agent, so there are more tea leaves."

No wonder it can be sold at this price, Ling Qingyu nodded in his heart, and he still has to thank Fan Ye for the opportunity when he goes back.

"This is a letter." Ram took out a stack of letters and said, "By the way, Master Fan asked about the Fengshen, I followed what you said, and Master Fan's face changed at the time and asked Did I see the Great Zhou Envoy? I said I hadn’t seen it, but there were also some extra ships that came recently. I don’t know if anyone else has seen them.

"Well, then we can go back later." Ling Qingyu said.

"Then we will leave later." Ram said.

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Heishuiguan Daying.

Yang Zhao and He Li were looking at the newly delivered armor. The messenger hurried in and said, "General, letter."

Yang Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then he saw the words on the envelope, took it quickly, and asked, "Is she back?"

"No, it's the ship coming from Quanzhou. It's said that it's a ship from outside the country, not from the Ling family." After the messenger finished speaking, he retreated first.

"This time the Wang family is afraid that it will be a dumb loss." After reading the letter, Yang Zhao smiled.

"What?" He Qili asked itchingly.

"Qingyu wants Ram to bring the fleet over to trade as a merchant in the Zhuluo country. Didn’t Xiao Sui sell the last batch of goods to the Wang family and Zhao family? It is estimated that the price is very dark, and those shops sell at high prices. It's ridiculous. Now that the four full-loaded sea ships come back, the price of incense is about to fall, and their goods will be pressured." Yang Zhao smiled. Seeing the back, his face sank again.

"Something happened?" He Li asked, staring at him.

"Well, when we went out, the imperial army and the Wang family in the embassy on the ship were in trouble first, and later they were attacked by the Xie family's ship. Yan San was seriously injured, and Qing Yu said...I will come back later." , Tao.

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Zhaojiajun Camp in Bazhou.

Zhao Yinfeng laughed loudly and said, "How much did the Wang family lose?"

"I'm afraid it's a lot. At first, they were going to sell it at a high price. I'm afraid that one-tenth of the goods were not sold. However, General, we also have a member of the Zhao family." Zhao Meng said.

"When you said that, I remembered, they promised that we haven't given us anything this year?" Zhao Yinfeng put his chin on and looked at Zhao Meng.

Zhao Meng wiped off his sweat and said, "General, don't embarrass me. At this time, find the eldest son to ask for armaments. I am afraid that the little one will be killed."

"Big brother is clever and confused for a while, even if he gets stuck in the Ling family? Isn't there a ship coming from outside?" Zhao Yinfeng said sarcastically, and then asked: "What is going on with the Fengshen? "

"It is said that Master Fan made the memorial, and the news from the Fan people is that the Fengshen was attacked and the loss will not be small, but now there is no news. Zhengshitang has instructed the Quanzhou Shipyard to build ships immediately." Zhao Meng replied.

"It's okay to ask Quanzhou to build a ship when you first go out." Zhao Yinfeng sneered: "One is anxious for incense, and the other is an idea for someone else's ship."

Zhao Meng's sweaty head didn't dare to follow him, my third master, you are getting more and more unobstructed now.

This year in Bianjing of the Great Zhou, a few happy and sad, but Lingjiacun has had the happiest year.

The ships of all routes gathered together, crew, sailors, villagers of Lingjia Village, and local indigenous people.

The New Year’s Eve reunion dinner was more spectacular than the one that Cheng Jia and the others arrived.

It's just that Yan San smiled so much next to him this time, and no one dared to die to ask Ling Qingyu to drink. After drinking it all by himself, he watched Ling Qingyu take a sip with water instead of wine.

A soldier couldn't help crying to his companion next to him, why do we have to drink all of it, and the master drink only a sip?

Companion said coldly: Go talk to San Ye.

The soldier was speechless.

Halfway through the banquet, a circle was cleared out of the village square. Aboriginal people performed dances, some set off fireworks, some beat drums, and the drums danced around the circle.

Amidst the roar, the bold man sang the boat song, the shy girl was pushed up to sing the folk song, Soum also sang with Ling Qingyu's encouragement, the singing as if rushing into the sky, the whole village was boiling. stand up.

Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi met the group led by Zhang, who had been completely assimilated, followed Fang Nianyuan's boat, and fought with the natives in Papua. They are now completely half-bandits.

Those little officials also took the time to talk to Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi. They wanted to stay here. These people are all specializing in the study of Fanwai in the Hongyou Temple. Now that they have such good conditions, they want to stay and study the next foreign affairs seriously.

Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi had already taken off their white clothes and wandered around the fields in short clothes. At this time, they joined the joyous army without any psychological obstacles.

During the excitement, someone suddenly shouted: "Master, when did you marry the third master!"

The middle of the yard suddenly became quiet, and then the roaring man suddenly sobered up.

Ling Qingyu raised his head and glanced at Yan San, stood up, and smiled: "It's better to hit the sun instead of choosing a day. We got married today, okay?"

"Okay!" This time it was a loud applause.

The New Year’s Eve dinner turned into a wedding wine, and fireworks bloomed all over the sky. Huang Jing and Zhou Tan hurriedly took people to the mountain to bring new fireworks down.

Ling Qingyu and Yan San were pushed back to the room to change into new clothes. Seeing the bright red dress, Yan San understood at once. Ling Qingyu must have secretly prepared early, even if the big man’s voice was also prepared in advance. There are also more fireworks and alcohol than usual.

"Qingyu..." Yan San felt some choking in his throat, and was pushed out when he was about to say something.

"We have to welcome you first! Then come to the church! Don't worry, there is time to tell you." The crowd laughed.

The welcoming sedan chair walked around the village and was sent to the main hall. There was no high hall. Zhu Weili sat on the main seat and received a ceremony.

Like a dream, Yan San was almost pushed away, but when he was finally sent to the bridal chamber, everyone shouted, "Now I'll take off the hijab!"

Yan San's momentum exploded at this time, and he took his wife and ran back to the backyard first. When you reveal it in front of you guys, it's beautiful!

The main house has been beautifully decorated, with red brocade tents, Liuxia windows, a bead curtain made of thumb-sized pearls, a full set of red sandalwood furniture, a dazzling array of rare treasures on antique shelves, and the central wall. Hanging the painting by Cheng Jia.

Although Yan San's lightness is very high, but a group of people can't bear to wait in the new house, rushing and unable to drive away, so they have to take the weighing pole in front of them and pick up the bright red hijab.

Yan San's hands trembled a little, and it was the third time that he successfully picked off the hijab, causing bursts of laughter.

Yan San never heard any more voices, only the tender face with blushing cheeks slowly raised in his eyes.

Her eyes seemed to have a layer of water, shining like the most dazzling gems, Yan San's fingers touched the crimson cheeks involuntarily, and then made a trace on the smiling lips.

"Well, don't be tired of showing it to us now, get out quickly, everyone outside is waiting!" The person next to him laughed.

"What's the matter, you still have to eat us and we won't succeed." Ling Qingyu stood up, took Yan San's hand, and smiled.

"The bride is going out too!"

"That is, we should be married to the head of the house!"