In autumn, the sky is so far away from people, and the heaven and earth no longer give people the feeling of being crowded like summer, in short, everything feels so refreshing and pleasant. This feeling is even more set off by its loneliness on the boundless sea, and the unhappiness between people's hearts and minds also flies out of the clouds with the chirping of these seabirds accompanying the boat.

Their ship was not very large, and the goods that were pulled from Fuzhou were all products of the old barracks. It's hotter in the South Seas, and the fan and the three-fold parasol are much better than here. The boss of the ship held the rudder, looking at this happy sailing on the sea, not to mention how happy he was, you must know how much more money this ship would make when it was transported to the South Seas. Murong Zhuo was about to go home, and according to his estimates, if his family knew what he was doing now, they would not look at him as they did in the past.

Chen Rong was not in a good mood, he held the string of the boat with his hand, and endured the discomfort caused by seasickness and looked at the place where the sea and the sky were connected in the distance.

The emperor has completely broken the line, and he must be a dead man in the eyes of the emperor, and what Chief Yue said is right from now on, I will live for myself. "Alas! It's just a pity that the silver saved is cheaper than those boys. I think that I have worked hard for half my life, and it is easy to accumulate some wealth after experiencing heavy dangers, and I put myself into it for the sake of the momentary thought that I don't know the height of the sky, which is really damned. The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, reaching out and slamming it on the side of the ship, and the sound of "Peng" was also raised.

When Murong Zhuo was chatting with the ship boss just now, he had been secretly paying attention to Chen Rong's movements, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he hurriedly came over to talk. "Chen Rong, my heart is not happy," he said, throwing the drink bottle in his hand at Chen Rong.

Chen Rong stretched out his hand to take it, he knew in his heart that Murong Zhuo was not giving him a drink, but wine, and the drunkards in the old military camp all found that this bottle was easier to carry than ordinary wine jars or wine jugs, and the value of this bottle was far higher than that of drinks for people who liked to drink. He smacked silently. The spicy liquor slid down his throat with some force, turning into a fire in his abdomen and burning his chest. Turning around, Murong Zhuo had just taken a sip and was looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Come, drink" Chen Rong held out the bottle.

The bottle in Murong Zhuo's hand greeted him, and the two bamboo bottles collided with each other and made a dull sound.

After another sip of strong wine, Murong Zhuo spoke, thinking that it was because of the wine that his throat had a strange hoarse voice.

"You don't have to worry, I've done everything for you over there, and your subordinates can't escape the hands of the chief." Both of them are now Yue Xiaofei's spies, so they also call him a chief according to the rules of the old military camp.

Chen Rong nodded slightly, and he felt a little more joyful. Yes, I also explained the method of contacting them clearly, thinking that Yue Xiaofei would be more useful if he had this ambush in the palace, and he was not afraid that those people would not return to Yue Xiaofei, his "absolute loneliness" was not something that those people could bear, and they would cooperate with the old military camp after seeing their tokens.

Murong Zhuo blinked his slightly bewitching eyes, turned his head to look into the distance, and said in a low voice, "Do you know why I voted for this old military camp?" ”

"Forget it, don't tell me, I don't want to hear it." Chen Rong knows clearly, don't you want to exchange your own secrets after listening to other people's secrets? Although he doesn't have any secrets about the old military camp now (he has said everything that should be said and shouldn't be said in the old military camp), it is better to keep some more about the cunning Murong Zhuo in front of him.

Murong Zhuo chuckled softly, "Hehe, you're still so cautious!" Let me tell you, this Boss Yue is not interested in the country, he wants to establish a new China, but he doesn't want to be an official and he doesn't want to submit to Emperor Zhu, so he made it look like this. He looked at Chen Rong, and the smile in his eyes was even stronger. However, it is difficult to say what will happen in the future, and now they are having common interests, so what about the future, one wants them to do one thing and do that...... What will happen? …… Actually, it doesn't matter, at least not to me, but to you...... That's why I said you have to thank the guy who handed you over this time! ”

As Murong Zhuo spoke more and more, Chen Rong's drinking speed became faster and faster, and when Murong finished speaking, Chen Rong's last sip of a bottle of wine was also poured into his mouth. With a sigh of relief, he said, "Yes, maybe I'm really grateful to him, but you said that the chief won't be ...... in the future." ”

"He- he's the kind of fool, the kind of fool who doesn't control his subordinates very well, but as far as I'm concerned, I won't betray him, not because I'm afraid of his 'absolute loneliness' or anything like that, but ...... It's just that the benefits of cooperating with him are greater, unless others give more benefits than he can give, and they are more stable......"

I believe that everyone encounters the problem of loyalty when playing the Three Kingdoms, some people use kindness and righteousness, some people use money, what method is right, this Yue Xiaofei does not know. However, he also realized the correctness of the saying that there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests, which we often say in today's society. Then it can be said that the rebellion of people in any camp is possible, and the difference is only a question of how the authorities balance the distribution of interests, so it is not difficult for us to understand why in the last years of the Southern Ming Dynasty, officials everywhere had no loyalty at all. Again, as I said earlier, everyone has no choice but to choose between preserving themselves and serving a court that has no tomorrow, and I believe that there will be problems.

In response to this problem, Yue Xiaofei and Murong Zhuo, Huang Gu, Xu Liejun, and Chen Tianhua have all talked about it respectively. Everyone is worried about this, but there is no clever way to do it. In the end, Yue Xiaofei returned to his home with a lot of advice, and lay on the bed to meditate.

Although Chen Tianhua is fully responsible for people's livelihood, she is even busier for Wang Jingwen. The first ship built by the old army is about to be launched, and she still has nothing to do. Yuwen Xiuyue relinquished the responsibilities of the garment factory and was sent by Yue Xiaofei to engage in propaganda. She is naturally beautiful and has a good voice, wouldn't it be a pity not to use her for publicity. Besides, the relocation to Fuzhou is about to take place, and it is time to make preparations.

Yue Xiaofei was lying on the bed, his eyes staring at the ceiling.

"It's really not that easy...... If something important happens to me, we won't be able to stand it...... But what's the best way to do it? …… There are no permanent friends, and it seems that we still have to work interests. In my time, businesses relied on pension insurance, housing, a stable income, and ...... And also...... Corporate culture! That's right! ”