In less than an hour, he saw the sails of the ships on the Grand Canal.

Haijin Town, which is the Tianjin of later generations, was originally meant to be the place where the Son of Heaven passed by. It arose in Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty and rose in the middle of the Tang Dynasty. At this time, it was one of the closest and most important military towns to Dadu, because it was a grain transshipment center that communicated the north and the south. The money and grain in the south of the Yangtze River reached this place through the Grand Canal and the sea route, and then continuously transported to the dignitaries and nobles in the capital.

Zhang Wuji walked into Haijin Town quickly, and then slowed down. Because this place is the north-south money and grain transit center, there are many porters and all kinds of traders, etc., and there are many restaurants and inns on the street, which is very lively, which is in stark contrast to the starvation in other places.

Zhang Wuji felt the vitality of Haijin Town, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: These are his compatriots, they just want to live a stable life, why is it so difficult? As long as they are given a bite to eat, they are the best people in the world to manage. But throughout the history of China, the number of years that allowed the people to eat was simply pitiful.

With this in mind, he followed the avenue all the way to the seashore, and if he wanted to go to sea, he had to find a boat here.

On the wharf, more than a dozen fishing boats and merchant ships are scattered and parked, which is different from the lively scene on the canal.

Zhang Wuji just asked the captains of the two fishing boats, but neither of them wanted to go to sea. I saw a man with a strong smell of the sea coming over and asked in a rough voice, "You want to go to sea?"

Zhang Wuji was surprised, this man looked like a person who lived at sea all the year round, his whole body was tanned black and copper, his eyes were bright, and his muscles were developed. "I'm still a person who knows a little bit of style, and it seems that he is also a person who works part-time at sea to do 'trading'. Zhang Wuji said secretly in his heart, but he didn't care much about this, so he nodded and said, "Yes, this eldest brother's ship is willing to go to sea?"

The man glanced at Zhang Wuji seriously and said, "As long as you have enough money, there is nothing we dare not do." Come with me, you'll have to tell our master about it. After that, he turned around and left.

Zhang Wuji was stunned: This person is somewhat interesting, but there is nothing to worry about. As long as you don't run into a character like the Yin Yang Archmage, there is really nothing in this world that can make you afraid.

So, he lifted his feet and walked away, following the man all the way south along the seashore.

After walking a mile or so, the man stopped. In front of him, a commercial and wartime dual-purpose ship converted from a standard warship of the Mengyuan Navy appeared.

Looking at the ship in front of him, Zhang Wuji's heart suddenly moved: Could it be her?

The man took Zhang Wuji on the boat, although Zhang Wuji has no consciousness now, but the intuition and judgment of the martial artist are still there. He immediately noticed the various hidden piles on the ship, which could be described as heavily guarded.

It should have been reported that someone had already gone in, but the man didn't speak, and walked straight into the cabin, and Zhang Wuji followed behind him.

The man took Zhang Wuji to a cabin, stopped, and signaled: "Our head of the house is inside, you go in and talk to her yourself." After that, he turned around and left.

Zhang Wuji was even more sure of his judgment at this time, and his calm mind was a little excited. He ignored the strangeness of the man's behavior. The hatch was opened casually, and the cabin was about twenty square sizes, and there was a small case in it, on which was a set of delicate tea sets, and a small red clay pot was spewing intense mist. A handsome "young man" is sitting on the front of the small case.

Zhang Wuji walked in and closed the hatch casually. Walked to the side of the small desk and sat down, and happened to be face to face with the "handsome man".

The "handsome man" looked calm, stretched out his slender hand like a green onion, picked up the boiling small pot and brewed two West Lake Longjing, and a wisp of tea fragrance instantly diffused in the cabin with the torrent of boiling water.

Zhang Wuji couldn't help but move his nose, this is naturally another high-end enjoyment, he doesn't have such a leisure moment to taste such a superb Longjing on weekdays.

The "handsome man" picked up a dragon well and gently put it in front of Zhang Wuji, and said, "Sect Master Zhang, please use tea." The voice is crisp and neat, very good, this person is the beloved daughter of the king of Ruyang, Zhao Min, the lord of Shaomin County who commands the warriors of the palace to plan martial arts.

Zhang Wuji picked up the teacup, gently plucked the tea leaves, sniffed it carefully, took a sip, and sighed in his heart.

This is Zhang Gong's memory, thinking that he Zhang Wuji has been on the island since he was a child, and after returning to Middle-earth, he has lived a life of exile, how could he have drunk such high-end tea.

"Thank you!" Zhang Wuji's words of thanks were natural and sincere.

Zhao Min heard the sincerity in his tone, was slightly stunned, and couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that every battle will be won, the top Mingjiao Sect advocates Mowgli Zhang Da Sect Leader, the biggest anti-thief leader in the empire, will sincerely thank you for a cup of tea, the little woman is really flattered." ”

Zhao Min is white and beautiful, with a pair of smart big eyes as if he can speak, and his red lips are dripping. Although he doesn't use powder because he dresses up as a man, it is enough to tempt men all over the world.

Zhao Min's beauty is heroic and full of a strong aristocratic temperament. On the one hand, this temperament stems from her natural beauty, and on the other hand, because she herself is a nobleman of the Mengyuan Empire, and she is also a nobleman with a lot of power. Such a woman, if the average man encounters it, just a glance at each other can hit the man's self-confidence to zero.

It's a pity that Zhang Wuji is not an ordinary man, looking at this plain face but full of temptation at this moment, he is obsessed. For him, if there was no accident of Zhang Gong, Zhao Min would be the person who would be with him for the rest of his life.

Zhao Min discovered Zhang Wuji's obsession, and couldn't help but be happy for his charm. Zhang Wuji followed his mother face to face, so he was a handsome and beautiful man among men. His stature is much taller than in the book. All in all, this is a young and handsome man, or a man with high martial arts and powerful power, such a man should win the love of beautiful women.

"If only he were a Mongol. Zhao Min's heart groaned weakly, "He used to be so domineering and declared that he was his woman, and he said that he had a fate in his previous life." In fact, he is just a pervert, but he is a super powerful pervert. Thinking of this, Zhao Min sighed secretly in her heart, thinking that she had gone a little too well when she escaped from the palace, and she knew her father's intentions. "But after all, I am a Mongolian, most of them have fathers and brothers who love them, and they have their most precious memories, and these beautiful memories can not be easily erased. ”