"Little prince, it's cold outside, you better go into the cabin to rest, there is a little staring outside, there will be no mess."

Although the March day is already a little hot, but in this early morning, blown by the wind on the river, it is still quite cool, even if it has been approved, but Hongqing still involuntarily shivered, although this action is very slight, but Liu San'er, who was carelessly accompanying him, was still sensitively aware of it, and persuaded him flatteringly.

"Hmm."

Hongqing didn't care about Liu San'er's flattery, just didn't say lightly, but his eyes always fell on the south bank of the canal, but there was always no focus in his eyes, obviously not looking at the scenery, even if the peach blossoms on both sides of the strait are in full bloom, the green willows are shady, and the scenery is infinitely good, but Hongqing's heart is obviously not on it.

Shandong's pimple, speaking of Hongqing is not a stranger, in the previous life, he did not go to Shandong on business, the larger cities have basically been, but really to understand, but not much, but there is a Hongqing is clear, that is the Shandong Rebellion - since ancient times, there is a proverb of "the pit ash is not cold Shandong Chaos", which is the fierceness and roughness of the Shandong people, every time the world is in chaos, Shandong is always the most ferocious place, because of this, Shandong affairs have always been the top priority of the imperial court, The old man Kangxi almost every few years has to go to Shandong, in order to appease the people there, this time it is even more urgent in Shandong, and immediately issued an edict to release grain, which shows how much attention is paid to Shandong.

If you can know where the trouble will be, it doesn't hurt, Hongqing thinks that he can easily deal with it, what he is most afraid of is the current situation of ignorance, and what makes Hongqing feel that danger is coming is the news brought by Yinlu before departure - the tenth master is not from Tong Guowei's chapter, but the result of Yino's own self-recommendation, of course, the support of the eighth master and others is also conceivable, and the old man is really accurate, and this is obviously to add infinite variables to this mission, When he thought of the hints that were almost in the vernacular when the prince sent them off, Hongqing's heart became a little more annoyed.

What does the old ten's muddy ball want to do?

This question, along the way, Hongqing has repeatedly weighed it too many times, is the answer still the same - I don't know! Since this guy hit the road, he cowered on the deputy ship in the rear, and he didn't come up to the main ship at all, except for drinking every day, he slept a lot, so that Hongqing couldn't find a chance to meet him, let alone talk from his mouth, but the more cautious a rude person like Lao Shi is, the bigger the ambush hidden behind him will be, which is self-evident.

"Little prince, morning."

Just when Hongqing's mood was uneasy, Li Minquan, who was dressed in green clothes, walked out of the cabin with charity, walked slowly to a short distance behind Hongqing, and greeted him with a hint of flattery.

"Mr. Li, morning."

Hearing the sound, Hongqing tilted his head, and saw that it was Li Minquan, but he didn't take a shelf in front of him, nodded his head, and said a greeting.

"Little prince, turn the mountain bend in front of you again, and you should go to the boundary of Liaocheng, Li has not returned to his hometown for several years, and he is really worried."

Looking at the approaching homeland, Li Minquan was obviously a little timid, and the emotion in his words was very strong.

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Li is from Jining?"

Li Minquan just sighed casually, but in Hongqing's ears, he had a different kind of thought, but Hongqing did not say it directly, but asked with a smile.

"What the little prince said is right, Li is indeed a native of Jining, born in Si since childhood, fourteen years old in Xiucai, nineteen years old and in the lift, I thought that the hero of the world is just like this, but I didn't even go to two tests, so far I have achieved nothing, ashamed to return to my homeland, ashamed, ashamed."

Speaking of his hometown, the expression on Li Minquan's face instantly became complicated, and he shook his head with a wry smile, laughing at himself with loneliness.

"There will be a time when Yijin will return to his hometown, Mr. Li, what do you say?"

Hongqing smiled slightly, and mentioned Li Minquan in a wordful manner.

"Then it's all thanks to the little prince's auspicious words."

Li Minquan obviously understood the subtext of Hongqing's words, and he also replied with deep meaning, full of loyalty.

"Well, Xiao Wang's business also has a branch in Shandong, and there is a shortage of manpower, and I don't know if there are capable people in Mr. Li's family?"

Hongqing smiled and didn't continue the previous topic, but changed the conversation and asked suggestively.

"So that the little prince can know that there are really a few brothers in Li's own family who have traveled from south to north, maybe they can really come in handy."

In terms of strategy, Li Minquan can only be regarded as a second-rate person, but when it comes to observing the face, he is quite good, just listening, he has already guessed Hongqing's possible intentions, and a trace of joy immediately flashed on his face, bowed slightly, and replied knowingly.

"Well, that's good, when we arrive in Jining, Mr. Li will invite them to come and talk about it when he is free."

Some words are enough, there is really no need to say too much, since Li Minquan has already understood, Hongqing will not say more, after explaining a sentence, he will set his eyes on the Liaocheng Wharf, which is already faintly visible......

Liaocheng, located in East China, Central China, North China three major regional junction, named after the Liaohe River, from the Spring and Autumn Period, has been thousands of years long, under the jurisdiction of the Gunzhou Government, for the junction of the Yellow River and the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, although the geographical location is important, but because the Yellow River often floods, Liaocheng is not a prosperous city, its wharf is also small and dilapidated, only as a temporary docking place for the boats from the south to the north, most of the cold and abnormal in the past, but today it is the colorful flags flying, the canopy gathers, the officials of the whole Shandong seven grades or more gather at the wharfto wait for the arrival of the two Chincha elder brothers.

"Fun, quick, play!"

A large five, small and six official ships slowly sailed on the canal, gradually approaching, not long, from the wharf is less than thirty zhang away, waiting in line on the wharf of the big and small officials are all cheered up, standing at the front of the queue a white-haired official in a brocade uniform saw this, hurriedly raised his hand, cut off a throat, this person is the governor of Shandong A Jintai, behind him on the left side of the tall and thin middle-aged official in the brocade rooster uniform is Shandong political envoy Gong Puqi, The short and fat official on the right in a peacock supplement uniform is Du Moliang, and these three people are the three giants of Shandong officialdom.

"Qing'er, come, get off the boat with your father."

As soon as the boat docked on the dock, the sailors on the boat who had already prepared had already set up the gangplank, and the third master, who was standing on the bow of the boat with great interest, saw this, and did not wait for the old ten's boat to be very stable, so he greeted Hongqing refreshedly, raised his feet and stepped onto the gangplank, and walked to the shore with a self-contained expression.

Dad is still very angry in the end, hehe, when he is really in power, he will make the order, interesting!

According to the rules, when meeting with local officials, the main and deputy Qincha should have appeared together, obviously, the third master left the old ten's move a little too much, but Hongqing didn't plan to remind his father, after all, the third master has already moved, and if he wants to take it back, it will only backfire, if he just goes, who let the old ten still haven't come out of the cabin until now, and was thrown aside, he can only blame himself for his big shelf, but it is difficult to complain about the head of the third master, because of this, Hongqing just muttered in his heart, But he didn't say anything, just silently followed behind the third master.

"A Jintai, the governor of Shandong, led all his colleagues in Shandong to meet Lord Qincha."

As soon as he saw the third master coming with high spirits, Ah Jintai didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness, and hurriedly rushed forward a few steps and paid homage.

"Lord A is polite, Xiao Wang is late, there is Lao Zhugong to welcome him, Xiao Wang really can't go, please get up."

The third master is a long-sleeved person who is good at dancing, although it is the first time he is a minister, but when it comes to clichés, he is very slippery, and his smile is so good that people can't find the slightest flaw.

"Thank you, Lord Longen." After Ah Jintai thanked him according to the rules, he stood up with a smile, approached the third master with a smile on his face, and said cautiously: "The prince has come from afar, he has worked hard all the way, the post station has been prepared, do you think you should rest here or go to Jining to discuss again?" ”

"Hmm......"

This time I came to Shandong to put grain, half of which was paid by the official warehouses in various places, and the other half was spent by Hecao Yamen, because of this, the destination of the third master's trip was not Jinan, the capital of Shandong, but Jining City, where the Hecao Yamen was located, and it was only a day's waterway from Liaocheng, which was not far away.

"His grandmother's, this broken boat is shaking so that the bones are about to fall apart, third brother, the younger brother can't stand it, if you don't rest for a few days, the younger brother is afraid that he won't be able to hold on, grandma is a bear, the left and right are just to put food, there are so many slaves here, let them do it."

Before the third master made a decision, he saw Yin Osmium swaying his burly body and scolding from behind, and he was about to help the third master get an idea.

"The tenth master is right, some small things, the minions can do it, the two masters just sit in command, there are minions below, and there will be no big things."

As soon as Lao Shi's words fell, the political envoy Gong Puqi had already stood up from the side and echoed loudly.

"Second master, please rest assured, the minions are neat and will never cause trouble for the second master, you two please rest assured."

Seeing that Gong Puqi, who was also a subordinate of the Eighth Elder Brother, was out of the ranks, Du Moliang was obviously not willing to be lonely, and patted his chest with a big bag to make a guarantee......