[Chapter 175 - Swear by the reputation of the Southwest King] Let's keep our word to the point of speaking

As expected, after hearing the sentence "It's time to give rewards in person," Lord Ye instantly exploded. Even though he was as slow as Mu Qingshan, he felt that something was wrong, so he quietly leaned against Shang Yunze to avoid being affected by the innocent.

"Will the King of Southwest stay and have dinner together?" Wen Liunian warmly invited.

Ye Jin silently clenched a small white bottle in his sleeve.

The secret guards desperately made Duan Baiyue wink, be careful, you will not lift it!

"There is no need to eat, I have something else to do." Duan Baiyue smiled and suddenly looked at the door, "Does Master Ye have something to say to me?"

Ye Jin was startled first, and then looked at him suspiciously - why did he say this suddenly? He is not very familiar with you.

"If there is nothing to say, then I will take a step first, everyone will say goodbye." Duan Baiyue's expression was calm.

"The King of Southwest" also learned from the people in the world and hugged their fists, thinking that it was a heroic spirit. Next time, if you go back to your hometown, you can consider going to Zhang's blacksmith shop in the city to make a sword and hang it on your waist.

Then Ye Jin stepped forward and pulled Duan Baiyue into the small woodshed on the other side.

The rest of the people looked at each other, which one did they sing?

Chen Qianfeng had a headache.

"What does the Valley Master mean?" Duan Baiyue looked at him with a smile.

"What's your purpose?" Ye Jin looked at him up and down, and the more he looked, the more he felt like a hooligan, and had the same effect as Li □□zi, who teased good women everywhere in Qianye City, and was simply the same person.

"Purpose?" Duan Baiyue raised her eyebrows slightly, "Of course it is to protect the stability of Chu State."

What did Chu Guo do for you safely? It seems that he is very close! Ye Jin rolled up his sleeves, and then said righteously: "My brother is going to get married."

"Oh? It turns out that Emperor Chu wants to accept a concubine and become an empress." Duan Baiyue was very interested, "I wonder who daughter is going to marry?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Master Ye looked up arrogantly.

Duan Baiyue laughed and said, "If it has nothing to do with me, why did Lord Ye specifically mention it?"

Ye Jin: “…”

Duan Baiyue continued to stare at him with great interest.

Anyway, don’t even think about it! Ye Jin hugged the cat and left the woodshed coldly.

Everyone watched his back disappear all the way, and they all felt extremely admiring.

What a temper, this is.

"King of Southwest." Chen Qianfeng apologized.

Duan Baiyue smiled and shook her head, saying, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Get used to it? Wen Liunian was a little confused. Is the Valley Lord very familiar with the Southwest King?

"For the matter about the mermaid soldiers, please contact the King of Southwest." Chen Qianfeng said.

Duan Baiyue agreed: "Do your best."

The facts proved that Duan Wang did his best - he immediately sent Duan Nian to return to the southwest to investigate. This record of the mermaid was written in Pomengwen, and the clan leader was named Akan. He was originally the most irritable among the seventy-two village leaders in Miaojiang. After being teased by Duan Baiyue's cat like a rat, he finally couldn't stand it and was unwilling to lead the tribe to surrender. He rarely showed up on weekdays, and lived in the deep mountains to farm and pick tea and farm and self-sufficient. He was unwilling to pay tribute or ask Duan Baiyue for any reward, and basically lived a life of isolation from the world.

In the vast East China Sea, Wufeng also took a small team of people to sail to the sea, under the name of doing pearl business, and inquire about the whereabouts of the mermaids.

"I would have a mermaid." After hearing him say that, the fisherman smiled and joked, "Hold one at home, and you can sell pearls when you cry. There is no need to go around in the wind like now, and you can barely get enough food and clothing."

"Really not?" Wufeng asked again.

"Who knows, in short, we have never seen it before, nor have we heard a few people say it." The fisherman put away the net, "Only Lai Fu said he had seen it himself, but he could not tell the truth. However, he had always had problems in his mind, and no one would believe it."

"Laifu?" Wufeng asked, "Are you a fisherman?"

"I am a net weaving craftsman, and I don't go into the sea very much on weekdays." said the fisherman, "I live on Baihuan Island not far from here."

Wufeng smiled, changed the topic and talked a few words, bought some fishing goods, and then pulled up the sails and turned around and drove towards the deep sea.

Baihuan Island is very small and there are not many residents on the island. Most of them make a living by fishing on weekdays, and rely on merchant ships to exchange for rice, flour, and vegetable oil. Although life is hard, their ancestors have lived so hard by relying on the sea for generations, so they don’t feel it hard.

In the small courtyard at the west end of the village, a middle-aged man was weaving an old fishing net. Although the weather was still a little cold, he only wore a short-dressed jacket. His muscles on his arms were bulging and he looked very strong and strong.

Wufeng knocked on the door twice, and the man looked up when he heard the sound, his eyes a little confused.

"We are passers-by merchants." Wufeng explained, "The ship had a problem and temporarily stopped at the dock for renovation. He wanted to come over to ask for a cup of hot water."

"That's it, please sit down." The man was exactly what the fishermen mentioned before. He was naturally stupider than others. He was not very careful in speaking and doing things. He often believed whatever others said. Soon, he brought out hot tea from the house, and some dried fish and fried peanuts.

"Thank you." Wufeng put a silver ingot on the table.

Lai Fu smiled and put it away, not politely - he would not blackmail or be polite. If Wufeng didn't give it, he would not take the initiative to ask for it. But if he gave it, then the silver would be a good thing, so of course he would have to accept it.

"Sister-in-law is not at home?" Wu Feng asked.

"I'm going to dry sea vegetables, the sun is good today." Lai Fu continued to weave fishing nets, "What business do the guests do?"

"Pearl." No wind duct.

"That's a big business." Lai Fu said, "No wonder I haven't seen it before." Most of the merchants who are willing to come to this island are doing business daily needs. As for porcelain and jewelry, they pass directly from the east end and will not come here deliberately.

"The business is not easy to do recently." Wufeng sighed, "If this continues, I'm afraid I can only change my career to make a rice and flour business."

"Why?" Lai Fu asked curiously, "Has the pearls dropped?"

"It's not that the price drops, it's impossible to pick it up at all." Wufengdao, "Even if it's taken, it's still different in size and poor in quality and can't sell it for a good price."

"Guests must go to the deep sea often." Lai Fu lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Go to Besha Bay, where there are mermaids."

"Oh?" Wufeng was surprised, "Mermaid?"

"Yes, mermaids, a large group." Perhaps it is rare for someone to listen to this story. Lai Fu didn't even have the intention to weave a fishing net anymore, and his eyes shone brightly and got closer. "Swimming in the sea very fast, it disappeared in the blink of an eye."

"How many?" Wu Feng asked.

"There are at least twenty or thirty." Lai Fu said, "The upper body is a human, the lower body is a fish tail, exactly the same as the one in the painting."

"Apart from Beshawan, where have you seen the mermaid?" Wufeng continued to ask.

"No more, that's the time." Lai Fu looked at him, "Do you believe it?"

"I believe." Wufeng nodded.

Lai Fu said happily: "I really saw it, but no one believed it."

"But Beshawan is not close to here, why should I go there?" Wufeng asked again.

"I hadn't gotten married at that time. Uncle San said that the Prince of Chu in Dakun City was recruiting soldiers and horses. My parents thought I could make a name for themselves, so they packed their luggage and went out to the sea with a few fellow villagers." Lai Fu said, "When the recruiter saw that I was strong and well-versed, I asked me to work as a helper on the boat, and I saw it by accident."

"Would you tell others about this at that time?" Wu Fengdao.

"No, it would be great if you bump into a mermaid on the sea, causing storms." Lai Fu said, "That's what our ancestors have said for generations. Where there are mermaids, there are sea gods."

"What about after getting ashore? Didn't you tell me about it?" Wufeng poured him another cup of tea.

"After I got ashore, I accidentally offended the deputy general and was driven out of the army." When talking about this, Lai Fu was obviously a little depressed, "I will talk about it after I get home, and no one will believe it."

No wonder he saw the mermaid, but he was not silenced yet... Wufeng knew it in his heart and continued to talk to him without saying a word. He left until the night fell and pulled the sail back to Luoying Island.

"Belshawan?" Yun Duanhun opened the map, "It's very close to Dakun City."

"I have been there with Wuying. The white mist is everywhere all day long, and whirlpools are everywhere." Wuying said, "Apart from the warships of the Chu Navy, ordinary merchant ships cannot get close to them at all."

"So there must be a name inside." Yun Duanhun said, "What are you doing there with Xiaoyingzi?"

"It happened three or four years ago, so take him to fish for sea snails." Wufengdao, "Although I can't get into Besha Bay, there is still a waterway nearby that leads to the East Ocean, so merchant ships pass by every few days."

"Tell Xiao Liuzi about this first." Yun Duanhun said, "Go to the near Besha Bay to take a look, be careful."

Wufeng nodded and agreed, turned around and left the study.

Dakun City is not close to Sakura Island. The letters have been passed from spring to summer. Wen Liunian is so silenced and is holding a small bowl of sour plum soup and slowly drinking it.

Heat stroke.

Mu Qingshan commanded his servants and brought him a lot of ice cubes in, then sat by the bed and said, "The porridge will be cooked later."

"Yes." Lord Wen was weak, his nose was slightly red, and he looked very haggard.

"Wait until you get better, then eat your elbow." Mu Qingshan comforted him.

Thinking of the greasy taste, Wen Liunian felt a little stuffy on her chest and she was rarely nauseous.

So when the Chu family father and son came in, they saw him lying on the edge of the bed and retching with red cloth tied on his head, and dried hawthorns and wild sour plums were placed on the cabinet.

Chu Cheng thrust the corner of his mouth, let's have it.

"Prince, Prince." Wen Liunian was weak.

"Why is the adult so sick?" Chu Heng said, "Have you ever asked the little prince to treat him?"

"It's been cured, but it's not cured yet." Wen Liunian said, "I wonder what the prince is doing to find the officials?"

"It's nothing big," Chu Heng said, "I just heard that the Lord is ill, so I came over to visit him."

"It's really a blessing that the prince has troubled." Wen Liunian sat up a little, complaining, "Come on, what other gifts should I bring?"

Chu Cheng: "..."

When did he say he brought a gift?!
To be continued...