Governor Poadan had eaten breakfast and stood up contentedly. Under the costumes of the six servants, Puadan changed into a splendid dress, and the 'maid' opened the curtains for him, and although the sun had not yet risen, the morning light still sprinkled the whole room. It was a wonderful morning. After the money bag was greatly deflated, a huge amount of money was used as the beginning of a beautiful day, allowing Puadan to praise the gods from the heart.

He stood at the window with a glass of wine, not afraid of being seen. Drinking alcohol is a bit of a transgression, but what is it to the Governor? The group carried two heavy boxes up the steps, Pu Adan smiled slightly with satisfaction, and then Shi Shiran walked out of the bedroom. Secretary Jubail and six servants were already waiting. Seeing the Governor come out, Jubeir exuded a look of envy and flattery. The Governor of Basra was the most oily position in the Baiyi Dynasty, and this fat man with a big belly had held it for ten years, and his ability to steer the rudder and gather was increasing day by day. After the capture of Baghdad by the Sultan of Rûm, Puadan actually retained this official position, of course, betrayal and large bribes were indispensable.

Li Yong stood in the center of the hall and looked around coldly, most of the decorations in this living room were from the east. The intricate river carpets, the sparkling silk curtains, and the tea sets of the Song Guojun kiln. After the Sultan of Rûm captured Baghdad, Puadan massacred the descendants of the royal family living in Basra, and under the pretext of the war between the Sultan and the Xia State, he not only confiscated the goods of the Xia State Merchant Houses, but also regarded the Song State Merchant Houses as the Xia people who had harmed the pond fish. Li Yong's hoarding of goods in Basra was all snatched, and more than a dozen people were arrested in the Yajiao shop, including the account office of the store, as well as merchants and sailors who were temporarily borrowed. When Li Yong sent someone to intercede with him, the governor demanded a ransom of twenty thousand dirkhans for each captive.

"Welcome, noble bloodline of kings," said Puadan at the 'gate', with open arms, smiling, "and my most generous friend. This seems to be a flattering tone, but it has a bit of mockery and provocation. The descendants of the Baiyi dynasty in Basra were almost slaughtered, and the Xia kingdom Li was the in-laws of the Baiyi dynasty, a relationship that was once highly respected but now only invites danger. What is a noble bloodline? The warriors of the Roma Turks had just slaughtered their invincible army in a river of blood, and I am afraid that the emperor of Xia was still trembling with fear. Thinking of the legendary rich river, Puadan 'licked' his lips and lips, secretly calculating that sooner or later the position of governor of Basra would be taken away, and if the warriors of the Sultan could really conquer the river, would they be able to seek a new 'fat' over there.

"The money was brought." Li Yong ignored him, and did not hide his disgust, "Where are my people?" ”

"Don't worry," Pu Adan looked at the two large wooden boxes, his eyes 'revealed' greed, "My generous friend, it's not a good habit to be anxious. The secretary Jubeir bent forward knowingly, opened the cash box in front of the two nobles, and filled two boxes of silver coins, so that Jubeier, who was accustomed to seeing gold and silver jewelry, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, he reached into the box and grabbed a few handfuls, and threw the silver coins back into the cash box.

Pu Adan nodded with satisfaction, if he didn't like this voice very much, he wouldn't have had to be there in person.

"My friend," Pu Adan said, pulling out a silver coin and squeezing his hand, "since you keep your promise, I will keep it too." Your servants are fortunate because they have a generous master. "He pointed a silver coin to the sun, and the 'fine' minting and gorgeous glare completely attracted Pu Adan's eye. After the fall of the Baiyi Dynasty, he had no reason to perfunctory this unlucky Xia countryman. Seeing this, Jubeir spoke to Li Yongnunu with interest, and motioned to him not to disturb the interest of the governor.

"Your Excellency, what you did," Li Yong said coldly, "I promise you'll regret it soon." ”

His big food language was clear and fluent, Pu Adan's eyes were cold, and Jubeir was also startled, looking at the two nobles nervously. However, it was probably the beautiful silver coin that calmed the Governor's anger, and Jubeir waited for a while, and when the Governor began to appreciate the reflection of the silver coin, he cautiously led Li Yong out. Although Yajiaoxing had given him a lot of benefits, along the way, Jubeier did not dare to say a word, he accompanied Li Yong out of the governor's palace, arranged for a few guards to take him to the dock, and sent a servant to inform the jailer to bring the prisoners of Yajiaoxing to the dock.

The light blue 'colored' water surrounds the beautiful Basra, and on the masted pier, an inconspicuous merchant ship quickly lifts anchor and lifts its sails, and the hull of the ship slowly shakes, and layers of micro 'waves' and 'waves' ripple. Li Yong stood at the stern of the boat with his hands in his hands, and there was a trace of burning heat in his eyes. More than a dozen people stood on the deck, some with complicated eyes. The port faded away, and in this foreign land, they had earned unimaginable wealth, only to lose almost all of it overnight, and even almost took their lives.

"Li Dongjia," someone whispered, "Great Grace is not ......"

"Have you had enough to eat these days?" Li Yong turned his back to him and didn't look back. He asked suddenly, and the man nodded again and again: "It's much better to be taken care of by Li Dong's family." "After they were imprisoned, they were starved every day, and they heard from the guards that if there was no ransom, they would have to be sold as slaves at will. It wasn't until the news came from Li Yongtuo that the prisoner's 'door' ate a full meal mixed with palm oil every day. His bold help, whether it is the shopkeeper, the buddy or the partner businessman, is inexhaustible.

"It's good to be full." A sneer appeared at the corner of Li Yong's mouth, "Help me do something." ”

He did not give specific instructions and continued to look at the scenery of the port. The gentle sea breeze blows, the waves sparkle, and the white feathers of the seagulls shimmer in the sun. The sun rises slowly, and its glorious light shines over the embankment, illuminating the densely packed houses of varying heights in the city of Basra, and the bright and colorful roofs reflect the lazy and cheerful sun. Basra is like a veiled Arab 'girl' who lifts her veil at the moment when the sun shines on her. Her delicate and glamorous face became more and more radiant under the sun.

On deck, several sailors stepped forward, brought the prisoners to two rows of stools, arranged for them to sit down, and pressed the pedals together at the command. "This," one of the prisoners wondered, "Could it be a car and ship in Shuzhong, but I have never heard of a car and ship at sea." "Although he was suspicious in his heart, he didn't ask much, since this life was bought by Li Yong, what is it to be supported by him to do something? Most of the dozen or so newly released prisoners thought so, silently obeyed the sailor's command, and followed the order to put their feet on the pedal together. The sailor looked nervously at Li Yong's gesture. He raised his right hand, and the sailor shouted "Step-on-" and the crowd busily kicked up the pedals. With the rapid rotation of the pedal, only to hear the "bang-" and "bang" two sounds, several water dragons sprayed out from the merchant ship, although the water dragon was sprayed from under the side of the ship, but the direction was diagonally upward, across a colorful arc, spraying far away. Without any suspense, the water dragon sprayed the nearby moored boat, and although there were not many sailors there, the most vicious swear language of the various tribes resounded almost immediately.

"Oh my God, what is this?" Everyone exclaimed, and the sailor next to him shouted: "Don't let up! Hurry up! ”

Another sailor leaned out from the side of the deck, and stretched out the red charcoal with long iron tongs to the water dragons, and there were several "boom-" "boom-" "boom-" several times, and the tongues of fire quickly spewed out along the water dragons, and almost instantly, the opposite ship had become a sea of fire. It turned out to be fire oil. The sailor shouted "Hurry up!" "Hurry up!" Everyone was stunned, but they didn't dare to stop under their feet, for fear that the fire dragon would burn back upside down, and desperately pedaled the pedal, spraying the spreading tongue of fire into the distance. The curses from the ships that had been sprayed with fire oil quickly turned into panicked shouts, wails and screams. The oil was constantly sprayed out, forming a fierce burning fire belt, black smoke rushed into the air, more and more ships were ignited, and the air was filled with a strong smell of 'milk', which was that several ships full of 'milk' incense were also ignited.

"Good!" Li Yong stood at the stern of the boat, looking at Basra in the raging fire, and couldn't help laughing, "It's really good." He took a deep breath of pleasure, and the fragrant sensation was satisfying.

The oil was spewed out very quickly, and the merchant ships that were originally fully loaded became lighter and lighter, and the speed of the ships became faster and faster. The other two boats waiting here were rendezvous, which were also loaded with oil, and when Li Yong arrived, all three boats lowered their gangways and poured all the oil drums into the sea like dumplings. When the three ships were about to be completely emptied, the sea was full of undulating barrels, connected by ropes soaked in oil, and at this time it was the rising tide, and the sea 'tide' surged to the shore one by one, and the barrels filled with fire oil were pushed towards the harbor, blocking the waterway out of the port. When he saw several warships chasing after him, Li Yong ordered the oil rope to be lit, and then hoisted the sails and sailed south. Behind the three brisk merchant ships, the oil drums were ignited one after another, and the oil drums were constantly burned, and large areas of fire oil were 'exposed' out, and the whole sea surface was like a sea of fire, and some oil drums floated into the port area, igniting the densely moored wooden ships.

"Painter Zhang, this scene 'color' can be described as a must." Li Yong stood at the stern of the boat, looked back and smiled, "It's rare in the world, but you must paint it well." The painter didn't dare to answer, Li Yong turned around with some disappointment, and said to himself: "A fire burned it more than a million times, and the 'life' of Pu Adan's dog is worth this price." In front of him, the entire port of Basra was lit with black smoke mixed with burning wood chips, rising into the sky, and the sun that had just risen was also 'colored'.

Poadan stood behind the window, watching the harbor burn, the flames raging, the whole sky was red, and countless people were shouting in terror, and the secretary, the 'chamberlain', the tax collector, and many others rushed in sweating profusely to ask the governor, but Puadan could not say anything, his mouth was full of bitterness, and he did not catch a breath, but collapsed to the ground, his face was like ashes.

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