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The moon was dark and the wind was high. In the middle hall of the backyard of the Wang family's high-walled compound, a cool breeze penetrated the loosely sealed doors and windows, stirring the dim candlelight, and a group of figures swayed and flickered. . The atmosphere was very solemn.

Wang Yan was still wearing a white tunic, with his hair disheveled. He took a sip of tea and looked at the strong man kneeling on the ground, covered in dark red blood.

"You said that the water bandits will be killed if they get on the boat without benefiting from them?"

"Yes, young master. Five small boats came. I think there were about twenty people, not much more than us, but they could still handle it. So Manager Zhao got closer and wanted to discuss it carefully and give them some money to make things better.

But I don’t know how they talked about it, but the bandit leader chopped Guanshi Zhao to death with one knife, and then led his men to kill him with a shout. The changes were too fast, and the brothers' reaction was too slow. They couldn't kill them. After two people died, they were so frightened that they jumped into the river to survive. The villain fought hard for a long time and saw his brothers all jumping into the river. I had no choice but to jump with him. If the villain hadn't been good at water, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be anyone to report the news to the young master. "

"Who do you think those people are?"

"I don't know how the villain can see clearly. They may not be able to survive, or they may be transported by water. It's because our boats are small and there are few people and we are easy to bully. If we grab a vote, we can make a fortune and there will be no future troubles." The man said weakly. But he was also filled with indignation.

Wang Yan stood up and went over to take his pulse, and then checked the external injuries. There were several stab wounds and several bruises. It was not easy to run back all the way.

After seeing the injury, he took a pen, ink and paper and wrote a prescription. He ordered: "Take him down to rest, and let the grandma at home prepare the medicine tomorrow."

At this time, general knowledge was still emphasized, and scholars were all versatile. Wang Yan's medical skills were not surprising. Of course, this was because others did not know how advanced his medical skills were.

Seeing that everyone had gone out, the housekeeper Wang Fuli couldn't help but yawned: "Master, what are your plans?"

"The pensions for those people are sufficient, and the children of the family are taken care of. Those outside the village should take their children to the village to study."

"I'll make arrangements tomorrow. What about the water bandits, young master? We made five trips to Jiangning. We finally opened the road and got familiar with the manpower. Now they've all been hacked to death. Just come back and don't say anything. They're all gone." The ship's cargo is gone, and the ship is gone too. More than two months of hard work have been in vain. Why don't you tell Mr. Ouyang?"

"That is the boundary of Jiangning Mansion. Ouyang Gong is the magistrate of Yangzhou, but he has no control over the affairs there. Of course, Ouyang Gong was once famous and could have influence. But now his situation is not good, and it must not be true. Not to mention Xiaoxiao They are just water bandits, how can they kill chickens with a knife?"

"What do you mean, Master?"

"Of course I'll kill him back."

"Absolutely not, young master. The son of a rich man cannot sit down in court. I know that the young master is brave, but..."

"I've made up my mind, don't say any more." Wang Yan waved his hand and ordered, "Tomorrow we will kill three pigs and the whole village will eat them together. We will select thirty strong men and transport the knives, bows and arrows to the dock first, and we will follow them in the afternoon. I will go there by boat. Not only will we get back our goods and our ship, but we will also kill their people, and we will also seize all their goods and ships."

"If they are water transporters, they will be in trouble, Master."

"Uncle Fu, remember, water transport is water transport, and the people who transport it are the people who transport it. They should not be confused. The water transport is indeed powerful and difficult to move. Are the people who transport it still unable to move? Don't worry."

"This is the way of the world. Young Master, please rest early." Uncle Fu sighed, cupped his hands, and left immediately.

He is an old man of the Wang family. Before he got married, he worked with Wang Yan's father. Wang Yan inherited the family business, and he followed Wang Yan to work. Therefore, he was not surprised at all that his young master, a scholar, wanted to go out and kill people, because in his memory, the young master started killing people when he was fourteen years old.

Wang Yan didn't want to think about it. The exam was about to take place in more than two months, and he was still trying to make progress and study hard.

In the past two months, he only had three gatherings with a group of scholars, all of whom he wanted to contact and win over. They are all from local wealthy families. Together, these people are the representatives of Yangzhou's future opinions. They are the top social circles in Yangzhou and are not comparable to Liu Yun's group. Although Liu Yun also got involved in the party, he was a foil. character of.

Therefore, Wang Yan is not very willing to do it himself, but he has no choice, there is no one available, and his family's financial resources are too thin. When starting a business like this, you have to personally take action and fight back.

He has two caravans with a total of more than thirty people. One team does business in Jiangbei, and the other team does business in Jiangnan. This failure was indeed what the steward said. More than two months of hard work and training of personnel were all in vain. Making money or losing money is not important, the important thing is the foundation. It is a path that only breaks out with meager profits but there is still money to be made, enough to extend the tentacles.

In the past two months, he has managed the village well and unified the villagers' thinking. Even when farming is busy, he has taken time to conduct some military training.

They also rectified the village's sanitation, built pig pens for each family, built chickens, ducks and geese's nests, laid clean stone roads, and specially spent money to find the poorest family in the village so that the old couple could live together. After being busy with farming, I specialize in sweeping. Even the small river flowing through the village, Wang Yan organized people to dredge the river.

Such a large amount of work, and it also caught up with the busy farming season, was really exhausting for the villagers, but they were all very happy. After all, Mr. Wang Dashan opened a warehouse to store grain, replenished grain for each family, cooked meat in a large pot, and distributed some minced meat to each family every day, mainly soup with heavy oil and salt to replenish physical strength.

The most important thing is that Wang Yan spent money to build a school at the entrance of the village, hired two people who won the imperial examination but had no hope of becoming a scholar, and had exhausted all his family wealth in his thirties. He had to give up his unrealistic dream of becoming a scholar and make money to support his family. To train the next generation of poor people to teach. He subsidizes part of the students' education, and if each family gives a small amount, dozens of boys and girls in the village can study and become enlightened.

In this way, the two teachers gave lessons to the children, and Wang Yan gave lessons to the two teachers, and the village school was established.

This move was more supported by the villagers than Wang Yan spending money to buy pigs and distribute them, than opening a warehouse to release grain, and than improving the village's hygiene. They also gathered the villagers together and twisted them into a rope. He now responds to everything he calls, whether he is a tenant of his family or not, everyone must listen to him.

In the past, if they didn't listen to him, it would be easy for Wang Fuli to make things difficult for them. But now if they don't listen to him, the villagers will make them have no place in the village without Wang Fuli's intervention. Wang Yan is truly supreme in Wangjiazhuang now.

In addition to these, Wang Yan once again produced soaps, perfumes, etc., and opened a Wang's Perfume Store in the city to sell these things. There are also some random incense sticks that are rubbed in by villagers in their spare time and used to make illegal money.

Of course, rich people are not fools, and they can tell whether the quality is good or bad. For this reason, Wang Yan also recruited a family who made incense and set up a working group for the villagers to work carefully.

In addition to wealthy people, the main customers are people from brothels and Chu houses. The products they sell are darker and more popular. After all, this is a group with real purchasing power. If they are not shady, they really cannot show their identity as consumers.

His teacher was still Ouyang Xiu. Basically, there was no one other than the emperor in the Song Dynasty. He himself had such a great reputation that he was regarded as a representative figure of Yangzhou scholars. It was more than enough to maintain such a financial source.

Overall, except for the bad thing that just happened, everything was fine.

After a good sleep, the next day, the housekeeper selected 30 people from front to back according to the ranking of the strongest men in the village, and talked with Wang Yan one by one.

In the large open space in front of Wang's house, a large pot was set up to kill pigs and cook meat. The children were not interested in studying, so the old and young men came to help. At noon, each family took bowls and chopsticks and started eating a big pot of rice in front of Wang Yan's house.

The thirty young men who were selected were all drinking the rare wine, eating large pieces of meat, and chatting and laughing with their families. There is no parting or death, and there are no last words, just ordinary words spoken day after day in extraordinary days. After eating, he left silently, possibly never to come back.

Fortunately, during the day, four sloppy people came back. Wang Yan did not blame them for not fighting desperately. There were many enemies, and they launched a sudden attack. He killed the leading steward first. The battle process of joining the gang on the water was also very fast. They were all somewhat brave. They had only experienced It is normal for people in basic training to be afraid.

So Wang Yan cordially expressed condolences to each of them, looked at their injuries and prescribed medicine, took away the one with the least injury to lead the way, and thus embarked on the journey to the first battle of the Song Dynasty...

At the dock in Yangzhou, Wang Yan was dressed in smart clothes and deliberately disguised so that others could not easily see through him. After all, he will be an official in the future. He can control the people with him, but he can't control them well enough to let them slip through the net. If we meet in the future and the matter is revealed, although it can be solved, it will still take a lot of effort and is not cost-effective. It is better to make complete preparations in advance.

He and thirty strong men boarded two small boats, which were much larger than small sampans, but far inferior to serious cargo ships. Able to pack people in and fast.

When it gets dark, I eat the dry food for dinner, hold a torch, and go up the river.

The location of the accident was a section of river between Jiangning Prefecture and Zhenzhou, which was later to be between Nanjing and Yizheng City. Jiangning Prefecture is also an important city for water and land transportation. Jiangning County is the urban area of ​​Jiangning Prefecture and the provincial capital of Jiangnan East Road. Strictly speaking, although the government, state, military, and prison are parallel units, the government is half a level or even one level higher than the state.

Prefectures are divided into Jingfu and secondary prefectures. Jingfu is often referred to as the four capitals of the Song Dynasty. They are Kaifeng Prefecture in Tokyo, Henan Prefecture in Xijing, Yingtian Prefecture in Nanjing, and Daming Prefecture in Beijing. The rest are secondary prefectures. In modern times, the capital is almost equivalent to a municipality directly under the central government, and the sub-prefecture is equivalent to a sub-provincial city. Among them, the important sub-prefectures are almost equivalent to cities under separate state planning.

Jiangning Mansion can be ranked high.

In such an important waterway, there are people who are so audacious that they dare to intercept ships, kill people, and steal money. I don't know how many of them are Langli Baitiao and how many of the three Ruan brothers are among them. No matter how many there are, they are all old people who have eaten arsenic and are eager to see the Lord of Hell.

As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, and there are hundreds of miles of waterway. More than ten people rowed calmly and reserved their strength. By midnight, they had already arrived at the place where they were robbed last night.

Tonight there was fog on the river, and the water was rushing with joy. Occasionally, a strong man rocked the oar to keep the hull stable, bringing up the river water, and then falling down on the river in the silent fog.

The dim light of the torch could not penetrate very far at this time. It seemed like the hazy light when the Hongmeng world first opened, or like a lighthouse on the Nai River that lured souls to cross the river.

Wang Yan closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the humid cabin. The scabbard was removed, only the dull blade was left, and Han Feng, who had not drank blood for a long time, rested on his lap. His slender fingers tapped on the blade.

Because he stood up with his fingers, the edge of his neatly manicured nails struck the blade, and there was a faint melody.

Sudden, rapid footsteps creaked on the wooden planks of the broken ship, and a person bent at the door of the cabin. He spoke in a lowered voice: "Master, there is something going on."

"Tell the brothers to get ready and raise their shields to guard against their arrows."

"Yes, Master."

This person who escaped from death and came to lead the way felt very strange. It was obviously dark in the cabin, but the young master's eyes and the knife on the young master's knee were all bright.

How could he know that it is darker than the darkness that cannot be seen clearly, and that darkness is bright...

After a while, there was indeed an arrow shooting from the fog. Wang Yanli was on the bow of the ship, calmly swinging his knife to split the arrow that was coming towards his head: "Northwest."

As his voice came out, the boat suddenly lurched sideways, and then rushed straight into the invisible fog.

Everyone is here to try their luck. Otherwise, in such an environment, no one would come to the river to seek punishment. Their luck was that they had goods that needed to be transported urgently, and Wang Yan's luck was certainly theirs.

The sound of the oars churning the river fiercely can be heard, and the burning torches that are not extinguished can also be used as indicators. The water bandits were naturally very happy when they saw the movement here. They also save energy.

Immediately, a rhythmic whistle sounded in the calm lake, which was their code for communication.

But no more arrows were fired. Neither bandits nor bandits were very wealthy. Being able to shoot two rounds of arrows is pretty good. After all, these are consumable strategic materials, and it's hard for the water bandits to get too many of them. Even though there were some officers in the Song Dynasty who resold weapons, there were so many different kinds of grass-headed kings that they were really in demand.

This is distributed regularly. The closer they are to the center, the weaker the various bandits are, and vice versa. Except for the war zone on the border, it is not easy to mix there. The warring parties are swept away casually. Those who can mix in the border are mostly people with a few brushes. The Caotou King does not have much space there. , unless it is a trick to support the bandit's self-respect. But obviously, Song Dynasty's side generals do not have such conditions.

The reason is stability. The closer you are to the center, the more stable you need to be, and the lower your tolerance for certain things. Although it is all an economic account, if it is far away, no matter how much compensation it is, it is easy to be unwilling to move, but if it is close, it will provoke the sensitive nerves of the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty.

Therefore, this group of water bandits must be strong men, otherwise they would not have the guts to take advantage of them. But it is definitely not strong. This is something that affects the lifeline of the economy. Anyone who takes the lead will be killed by the fire.

However, they acted very bravely. As soon as the two ships collided, someone jumped over with a knife and went straight to Wang Yan's face.

Wang Yan didn't panic, he opened the knife that struck him, wiped the unknown gangster's neck, and kicked him into the Yangtze River with a cool kick. Then he ignored the jumping attack from the opposite side and walked to their ship, heading straight to the person who looked like the commander behind them.

The strong men in Wangjiazhuang behind were not timid at all. After all, Jin Gui's young master was risking his life in front. Although the young master's bravery at this time was somewhat inconsistent with the reincarnation of Wenquxing they had heard about, it was obvious that they had no intention to think about it.

The strong men were also the fastest to follow Wang Yan to help Wang Yan share some of the pressure, although Wang Yan didn't need it at all. After all, the little boss who seemed to be the person in charge of this ship had been thrown away by Wang Yan like a dead dog. On the broken wooden plank.

Seeing this, the other gangsters began to jump into the river wisely. At the same time, in another boat, the strong men of Wangjiazhuang were very brave. There were more people than others, and there were constant sounds of jumping into the river.

A battle ended just like that. The price was that two of Wangjiazhuang's strong men died, one was seriously injured and was rescued by Wang Yan, and many others were slightly injured.

The strong men lit more torches, but still followed Wang Yan's instructions, surrounding them with straw shields and keeping their bodies as low as possible.

In the center of the torch shrouded area, Wang Yan gently used the sharp tip of the knife to slash the little bandit leader's body one by one until the little bandit leader woke up.

Kneel on the ground and kowtow like pounding garlic.

Wang Yan asked with a smile: "Are you a water transporter?"

"It's the subordinates of the younger brother who is in charge of this section of Jiang Road. Hearing that he lost a lot of money, he asked me to wait here late at night to rob the weak cargo ship."

"Then where is the younger brother from the outer chamber who is in charge of this section of the river? Where are the cargo ships that you have robbed recently?"

"The villain is willing to lead the way. I beg the hero to spare the villain's life."

"Looking at your performance, lead the way quickly." Wang Yan slashed him again.

As the saying goes, it's better to arrive early than to arrive by chance. This man didn't sell many goods, but Wang Yan was cheap. As for the person who dared to take advantage of him, and the little leader who led the way, there was naturally no reason to survive.

After all consideration, Wang Yan did not touch the manager to see if he understood the situation.

Water transportation has always been very important. Forming cliques is also inevitable. In the Qing Dynasty, it became the Caogang. But this organizational form has actually always existed.

In the Song Dynasty, due to the developed commerce and large transaction volume, there was a lot of need for cargo turnover, as well as the transportation of various official materials, the demand for water transportation was considerable. Because compared to the land route, the transportation capacity is strong and the cost is low.

What's more, the throughput of Bianjing, a global metropolis with a population of 12 to 300,000, is huge. It cannot afford to rely on supply and consumption from surrounding areas. The entire country must support Bianjing.

The officials responsible for water transportation are shipping envoys and transshipment envoys. They are not subordinate to each other and are responsible to the three departments. A small steward below is responsible for tens of thousands of people and has great power.

If he was killed, the impact would definitely be huge, and it would be bad if it caused more trouble.

In this way, after killing people and robbing wealth, arranging the sale of the stolen goods, and waiting for things to change, Wang Yan returned to Yangzhou seven days later...

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