Chapter 11: The Boat

After entering Huaibei, everyone gradually saw the crowd.

Unlike Henan, which is thousands of miles away, the two Huai water networks are dense, and the land can finally harvest some grain, but in the mountain forest avenue, there are still cottages and green forests everywhere. Unless it is a powerful caravan and invites a large number of guards and dart masters, it dares to walk on the road.

"Young master, there is a ferry not far ahead, and then we will take the waterway, if it goes well, we will be able to reach Jinling in a few days!"

After killing a small wave of bandits, Jiang Yingjie looked at the location, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

From Qixian to now, more than ten days have passed, and a few of them have traveled lightly and simply, without attracting the attention of those big cottages, but they are still constantly intercepted by many bandits.

Rao is Jiang Yingjie and Gu Rujin are not weak, and they are also very tired after more than ten days of rushing and fighting.

Fortunately, they have already walked through the most dangerous sections, and when they get to the front to change to the waterway, there will not be so much trouble, the canal of the waterway is perennially boated, and there are Caoyun governors and officers and soldiers along the road to protect them, and there are no large-scale water thieves.

And in the case of a tailwind, the boat can travel hundreds of miles in a day and a night, and there are many large and small ships on the water, and there is hardly any danger.

"I have worked hard for all the brothers in the past few days, and when I arrive in Jinling, I will reward each of them with twenty taels of silver!"

Feng Yuan nodded first, then swept his gaze over everyone, and said in a deep voice.

These palace guards are his current team, and after he is ready to find the treasure in Jinling, he will start recruiting people.

After these palace guards have experienced more than a dozen battles in these days, their sword and gun skills have become more and more sharp, and they are elite in the army.

For example, the elite of the official army and the general soldiers, the monthly salary is less than three taels of silver, and twenty taels of silver is not a small amount of money for these palace guards.

Including Jiang Yingjie, everyone was shocked when they heard this. The fatigue and stuffiness of the long journey and fighting suddenly subsided, and some people even began to think that when they arrived in Jinling, they must go to the Qinhuai River, which is famous all over the world.

Stimulated by the silver, everyone's pace quickened, and soon the ferry appeared in front of everyone.

I saw large and small ships leaning against the pier in front of me, most of them were small fishing boats, and only a small number of merchant ships could travel far away, and these merchant ships each hung their flags and danced in the wind.

On the north shore of the ferry, there is also a market, where many merchants and escorts walk around the market during the docking, and there are many shops in the market.

Feng Yuan and his party are dusty and dusty these days, eating dry food, after seeing the market, they first went to an inn and freshened up.

After freshening up, Feng Yuan changed into a Confucian robe, rich and handsome, and at first glance he was a child of a rich family. Jiang Yingjie, Gu Rujin and others changed into strong suits and swords. It seems that the children of a rich family go out for a walk with their families.

After a quick meal and drink at the inn, Feng Yuan led everyone to the ferry, found a merchant ship that was going to Jinling, and pretended to be a scholar who went to Jinling to ask for a carry.

At this time, the land south of the Yangtze River was relatively stable without encountering fire, and the status of scholars and Confucian scholars was extremely high, and the owner of the ship saw that Feng Yuan and his party were not like thieves, so he agreed after a little hesitation.

After that, they did not encounter any further trouble, and two days later they came to the canal with the merchant ships.

The canal runs through the north and south, since the Ming Dynasty became the capital of Beijing, the dignitaries and millions of people in the capital rely on the canal to transport grain, and the canal has also become a life and death line related to the stability of the north of the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, during the transportation of grain, Feng Yuan and Jiang Yingjie had nothing to do, standing on the deck and looking at the canal.

Dozens of large ships with an extremely deep draft slowly moved towards the north, and in addition to the officers and soldiers escorting the grain, there were also sturdy men in short coats.

These men were sturdy, with short blades at their waists, and they were more capable than those of the loose officers and soldiers.

"Who are these?" asked Feng Yuan in a low voice.

Jiang Yingjie glanced at the grain ship, and also lowered his voice and said: "They are Cao Ding under the command of the Governor of Caoyun, there are tens of thousands of people, it is said that many of them secretly burn incense, and they are called the Cao Gang in the rivers and lakes, which is very difficult to mess with!"

"White Lotus Sect members?"

Feng Yuan frowned slightly, when Jiang Yingjie mentioned the word burning incense, the White Lotus Sect and the Smelling Incense Sect, two extremely active evil sects in the Ming and Qing dynasties, instantly appeared in his mind.

The two sects of White Lotus and Wenxiang actually come from the same source, and it is okay to say that they are an evil sect, and when they overthrew the Yuan Dynasty, the White Lotus Sect made a lot of effort.

Ming Taizu also accepted the canonization of the Little Ming King of the White Lotus Sect at the beginning, but Ming Taizu had unparalleled skills and skills under his command, and the soldiers and horses under his command were not affected by the White Lotus Sect.

In the Ming Dynasty, the White Lotus Sect repeatedly rebelled, which became a major problem for the emperors of previous dynasties. Later, in the Qing Dynasty, the White Lotus Sect also set off an uprising of the White Lotus Sect in Sichuan and Chu, which affected half of the world, and even affected the national fortunes of the Qing Dynasty......

Thinking a little far.

When Feng Yuan saw Cao Ding on the grain ship just now, a thought suddenly appeared in his heart. These tens of thousands of Cao Ding are all young and strong, and if they practice well, they can be pinched into a team of soldiers and horses that are not weak.

"All my gains in this world, whether it is qi and blood cultivation or merit and qi, can be blessed to the body of the god world...... Qi and blood cultivation aside, this merit and qi number, no matter what world it is, has a great effect!"

In the Fengshen world where Fengyuan's body is located, countless immortals have been involved in the catastrophe, with countless casualties, and there are also immortals who have escaped from the catastrophe.

The most obvious examples of this are Yun Neutron and Yang Jian. Yun Zhongzi has merit to protect his body, and he has not even suffered injuries when the Sect Jin Immortal has almost been wiped out.

And Yang Jian, as the nephew of the Emperor of Heaven, has the body of a demigod, and is the protector of the Daomen, with the number of atmospheres in his body, he can also get out of the catastrophe and get great benefits from it, and finally sanctify his body.

Of course, the most important thing for them to get out of the catastrophe is that their own strength is strong enough. But the role of merit and qi cannot be denied.

"Xibohou Jichang's eldest son, Bo Yi Kao, also has an atmospheric number, so even if he falls in the Great Tribulation, after he ascends to the god list, he can also rank among the supreme thrones of the Emperor of the Zhongtian Arctic Crape Myrtle!"

If Feng Yuan had such luck, he wouldn't have to worry about the God Tribulation at all.

His original identity is the Hou Shizi of Qingzhou, whether it is status, status or ability, he is not as good as those famous generals who have appeared in the Great Tribulation of the Gods. It can be seen that his qi is mediocre.

Fortunately, as long as he doesn't die, he can improve himself with the treasure of the Great Thousand Mirror, whether it is strength or qi!

The most effective way to change the number of qi is to "gather the crowd", hold the power in a high position, and raise its qi in its position, and after a long time, the number of qi will be enhanced.

"I can come to this world this time, it all depends on the Great Thousand Mirror to absorb an innate origin qi! If I return without finding anything, and if I want to open the Great Thousand Mirror for the second time, I don't know when! I must cherish this opportunity!"

Feng Yuan secretly clenched his fists. Whether it's cultivation or qi, he wants it!

Cao Ding in front of him, after he came to Jinling, began to find a way to subdue him.