Regarding the loss of the warship, Zheng Zhifeng was also puzzled.

This thing is not a horse, and if you say you can take it, you can take it.

Especially the two red-haired battleships, although the firepower is fierce, but it is really too difficult to operate the sails, and none of the sailors can not drive away.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhifeng's brows furrowed, could it be that the Jiangnan sailor did it?

"Quick, send someone to the Xinjiang Estuary Naval Division to investigate and see if there are any of our warships."

After Zheng Zhifeng finished speaking, he felt unsafe, "Send someone down the river again, and report any trace immediately." ”

Naturally, these people sent out by Zheng Zhifeng couldn't find anything.

He couldn't have imagined that this incident was related to a kid who had a conflict in the Qinglou a few days ago.

Just when the Zheng family was in a hurry about this, the culprit Liu Ximing was already laughing wildly on the carriage to Suzhou with a fragrant beauty in his arms.

It's a fucking big deal.

As he had guessed before, these two ships should be the battleships that Zheng Zhilong captured from the Dutch.

He even found a small flag embroidered with the VOC logo of the Dutch East India Company in the captain's room.

It's a pity that the Dutch battleships must have been much more on the water than the British and Spanish, and each of these two battleships only carried 50 guns.

Fortunately, these guns were all large-caliber 32-pounder guns, which should be no less powerful than Spanish battleships.

As for the other three, they are the common boats used by the imperial court sailors, that is, large fortune ships.

In Liu Ximing's view, this kind of warship is completely a product of the era of cold weapons, with only one deck, and the Zheng family reluctantly placed 12 24-pounder guns on it, which is better than nothing.

At present, the ship is there, but there are still craftsmen who know how to build ships, and I don't know if Chen Zilong can bring any surprises to himself.

When he left Nanjing, Liu Ximing asked Chen Zilong for help in the name of wanting to buy a shipwright.

At present, there are many shipyards in Songjiang, although most of them are building merchant ships for private use, but they are much better than the craftsmen who know nothing on Liu Ximing's side.

Chen Zilong is the head snake in Songjiang again, so Liu Ximing threw this problem to him and asked him to help find it.

In fact, he was still thinking about Liu Ruyi's matter, and he just took this opportunity to try to see if he could solve it together.

I see how charming the green mountains are, and the green mountains should be like this when they see me.

Now that Liu Ximing is in his arms, he pities these strange women in history even more.

"Why are you smiling so happily, did you succeed last night?"

Li Xiangjun saw that Liu Ximing was just sitting and smirking, and even the hara was about to flow out, she wiped the corners of her mouth for him with disgust, and asked coquettishly.

In the past few days, she has also felt Liu Ximing's temper thoroughly, and in general, her own Langjun temper is still very good, and she is even more gentle to people, especially women and children, so she is becoming more and more courageous.

Liu Ximing smiled and held her soft hand and rubbed it, "I earned back the money I spent on you last night alone, do you say you should be happy." ”

"Really?"

Li Xiangjun's eyes smiled into two crescents.

Liu Ximing took the opportunity to move his hands and feet again, and there was a sound of frolicking in the carriage.

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, tourists only meet Jiangnan Lao, from Nanjing to Suzhou all the way down, Liu Ximing is more impressed by this.

Compared with the war-torn Shaanxi, Henan and other places, Jiangnan is like a paradise.

There are no unclothed homeless people, no miserable situation of white bones exposed to the wild, only bumper rice fields, and pedestrians and business travelers.

In addition, the population density in the south of the Yangtze River is already relatively high in this era, and Liu Ximing has found a little prosperous scene here.

Although land annexation in Jiangnan is also very serious, due to the developed commodity economy, even landless peasants can find some casual workers in the city to live.

Li Xiangjun was born in Suzhou, although he had to live in Lefang because of his family's downfall, but he is also familiar with the situation in Suzhou.

According to her, there are now more than 10,000 looms in Suzhou alone, and there are countless embroidery villages.

Therefore, from the beginning of the Apocalypse to the present, most of China has had riots by the people's army, but only in Jiangnan there are sporadic small things such as tax resistance or attacking the government.

On the way, Liu Ximing also visited Liu Jianhou's hometown once, and only continued to move forward after giving a generous gift.

It took ten days for the group to arrive in Suzhou.

"How do we arrange it in Suzhou, do you know Xiangjun?"

Li Xiangjun's face showed a trace of expectation and confusion, "The concubine has been in Nanjing with her godmother since she was eight years old, and she only remembers that she seemed to live in the Fengqiao area of Changmen in Suzhou, and I don't remember the others." ”

Liu Ximing touched her little head, "Then do you have any relatives at home?" ”

A trace of sadness appeared on Li Xiangjun's face, "Father and mother don't know where they are, and the two brothers don't know what the situation is, and the concubine may have no relatives in this world." ”

"Little fool, you have me now", Liu Ximing gently kissed her on the forehead, and the atmosphere in the carriage quickly slid in an ambiguous direction.

Liu Ximing knocked on the carriage, called Li Biao over and ordered: "Go to Fengqiao in Changmen." ”

The city of Suzhou is boxy, and the cultural scene is not much more than Nanjing, which is the southern capital.

It's just that along the way, Liu Ximing found that there were more men with grease and powder, hairpins and hairpins, where was there still manliness.

Seeing that Liu Ximing kept frowning and sighing.

"There is such a man, the martial virtues of the country and the dynasty do not exist, I don't know when my generation was broken by Hu Lu."

Changmen is located in the west of Suzhou, and a group of people shuttled through the city, but when they arrived at the place, they found that Li Xiangjun was also at a loss.

She was abducted and sold to Li Zhenli when she was eight years old, where do you remember what her family was like, but she remembers her real surname Wu.

Liu Ximing also vaguely remembered Li Xiangjun's life experience, and the pro-guard group immediately divided into several waves to inquire around near Fengqiao.

An hour later, Li Biao came to reply empty-handed.

Just looking at his expression, Liu Ximing and Li Xiangjun knew that there was no result.

Li Xiangjun's expression darkened, but he comforted Liu Xi's life.

"Husband doesn't have to worry about the slave family, you can accompany the slave family to come here, and the slave family is willing to die."

Liu Ximing looked at Li Xiangjun's smiling face with some distress, and hugged her in his arms again.

"From now on you will depend on me."

Li Biao looked at it from the side, the second brother is too powerful, where did he learn these methods, could it be that he was taught by immortals?

Since Li Xiangjun's family could not be found, Liu Ximing planned to stay in Suzhou for two days and leave.

Who knew that the group had only arrived near Liaojia Lane near the gate of Changmen, and they heard a burst of crying and shouting, which seemed very abrupt in the market full of laughter.

"You thief, obviously you are greedy for the money of my family's embroidery village, pay it back to me quickly, otherwise I will go to report to the official now."

The carriage of the Liu family was tall, and Liu Ximing looked through the window of the car, and in a group of people who were watching the excitement, a middle-aged woman was dragging a young man who looked like a guy and crying.

On the shop behind the woman, the words Dong Jia Xiuzhuang were clearly written.

Liu Ximing didn't like to watch the excitement, even if he wanted to tell Li Biao to avoid going another way.

Unexpectedly, the young man who was caught kicked the middle-aged woman to the ground, spitting in front of her.

"You are a mourning star, don't say anything about killing your husband, and you want to wronged a good person, Lao Tzu didn't take a cent more than his own salary, if you want to sue, just sue."

After saying that, he was going to turn around and leave, but he turned around and looked back with a wicked smile after taking two steps.

"Anyway, does your family still have the money to hire a lawyer, oh yes, I heard that your baby daughter has gone to Chunxiang Building to sing, maybe she can really pay off your family's debts with one leg."

"Hahaha"

The man was not happy after speaking, and shouted at the crowd of people around him who were watching the excitement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Dongjia Xiuzhuang has lost all his net worth on the goods that went to sea, and now there is no money left at home, and the big guy has to borrow her money, so you don't want to get a penny when other debt collectors come over."

"Ahem"

The middle-aged woman who fell to the ground coughed twice, and was so angry that she spat a mouthful of blood on the ground.

"Don't spread rumors about thieves."

"Then do you dare to say in front of the neighbors when you will pay back?" , the young man was still justified, and glared back defiantly.

"Wow"

"Is her family really ruined?"

"But it's not, I said I had no money a year ago."

"Oops, what can I do with the money I borrowed?"

Seeing that the middle-aged woman didn't dare to raise her head to answer, the onlookers were all in an uproar, and more than a dozen people even patted their thighs and rushed into the embroidery village behind the woman.