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Zhang Huangyan did what he promised very well, and on the third day, someone from the Zhang family found Ren Siqi and told him that the matter had been done. Zhang Huangyan has already met with the great master Wang Yinghua, Wang Yinghua has promised to restore Ren Siqi's fame, and soon there will be a text to go down to Yin County. In other words, Ren Siqi is now a talent again.

After doing this well, Ren Siqi was in a good mood, but he couldn't leave Hangzhou immediately, because Liu Defu hadn't handled the business in Hangzhou yet, so he had to wait for Liu Defu to take Liu Defu to Renjiawan to watch the "Flying Fish", and finally negotiate the cooperation.

It's rare to be idle, so Ren Siqi takes Xiong Er to wander around every day. When you come to Hangzhou, of course, you can't miss the West Lake.

Go to Lingyin Temple to listen to Zen, go to the six and tower to listen to the waves. Walking in Yangdi and watching the literati and scholars chanting the wind and the moon, Ren Siqi was originally one of them, but now for some reason he has lost the romantic mood he used to have.

The breeze and drizzle, the smoke and rain are miao, the distant mountains are close up, the wind flow is infinite, the beautiful scenery of the West Lake is picturesque, and the people who can see it are already in no mood.

"Outside the mountain, the Qingshan Building, the West Lake singing and dancing, the warm wind blows the tourists drunk, and Hangzhou is Bianzhou!" For some reason, Ren Siqi's heart sounded this poem by the Southern Song Dynasty poet Lin Sheng.

At present, the Ming Dynasty has been in turmoil, external and internal troubles, and it is difficult to move forward, but the literati and scholars of the Ming Dynasty are already in the drunken dream of death, if there are more scholars like Zhang Huangyan, why will the Ming Dynasty be conquered by hundreds of thousands of ethnic minorities?

Standing on the Qixia Ridge, in front of the tomb of King Yue, the sun is setting, the light of the road is presented in front of the tomb, and the four big characters of "Jingzhong Serving the Country" are shining in the glow.

"Wipe the remnants of the monument, fly the words, vaguely readable.

At the beginning, how heavy was Yifei, and how cool was it later!

If you succeed and die, it is difficult to redeem the pitiful things.

The most innocent, hateful and even more pitiful, stormy prison.

Don't you miss the Central Plains?

Don't you hesitate to humiliate you?

But Huiqin has returned, what does this body belong to!

Thousands of years of rest talked about the mistake of crossing the south, and at that time I was afraid of the recovery of the Central Plains.

What can a cypress do with laughter, meet his desires. ”

Ren Siqi silently recited this poem "Man Jianghong" by Wen Zhengming and Yue Fei, remembering the former sages, he made a wish in his heart to expel the Tartars Kuang to help Huaxia, but he would never be Yue Fei's second and loyal to the imperial court.

Standing in front of Yue Fei's tomb for a while, Ren Siqi was no longer in the mood to play. Instead, he took Xiong Er to start walking in the market, understanding people's livelihood and inspecting the market of various commodities.

Xiong Er has long been impatient to wander around the West Lake, and the beautiful scenery is not as good as a donkey meat in Xiong Er's eyes. While wandering around the market, Xiong Er couldn't walk when he saw snacks, so Ren Siqi had to buy him a lot of food.

Eating crab-stuffed xiaolongbao in his mouth and roasting donkey meat in his hand, Xiong Er stood at the door of a store with a satisfied face, waiting for Ren Siqi to visit inside.

"Xiong Er, is that you?" A surprised voice sounded behind him, Xiong Er turned his head to look, and saw Mao Liu, the crew member of the "Fuchun", standing behind him.

"You, you," Xiong Er struggled to swallow the full food in his mouth, and Fang spoke, "Why are you here?" ”

Mao Liu stepped forward and punched Xiong Er on the shoulder: "I am from Hangzhou, and my home is in Hangzhou City." It's you kid, don't you follow Xiucai, why are you wandering around here? ”

Xiong Er laughed and pointed to the shop next to him: "Xiucai is looking inside, I'm waiting for him at the door." ”

"Why are you here?" Seeing Mao Liu, Ren Siqi asked the same words as Xiong Er.

In the small teahouse, a pot of jasmine tea is poured into three tea bowls. Drinking a big bowl of tea, Mao Liu told Ren Siqi about the aftermath.

When returning to Hangzhou Bay from Luzon, the "Fuchun" and Ren Siqi's "Flying Fish" were separated and sailed straight back to Hangzhou.

Fu Bin really distributed the reward silver as promised, and with far more silver than before, the crew dispersed happily.

Mao Liu was a native of Hangzhou, so he and more than a dozen of Fu Bin's cronies stayed until the end. After Fu Bin and the high-ranking officials behind the "Fuchun" settled the silver taels, they also quickly took people to set up a boat.

"What about Brother Eighteen, did you go with Fu Bin?"

In the "Fuchun", Ren Siqi is most concerned about Mao 18.

"No, as soon as the ship arrived in Hangzhou, the eighteenth brother took people away." Mao Liu shook his head and said, "However, everyone said that the eighteen brothers will not return to the ship in the future." ”

Ren Siqi was stunned: "Why?" In Ren Siqi's heart, Mao 18 had a deep affection for the "Fuchun", and he didn't believe that Mao 18 would leave.

"In fact, the old brothers all know that the eighteenth brother and the old owner have the deepest feelings, and because of the old owner's affection, they have been staying on the ship, and the eighteenth brother will definitely leave after the old owner dies, but it is only a matter of time." Mao Liudao, "After the infighting at sea, the eighteenth brother was very sad, and Fu Bin complained that the eighteenth brother refused to help keep Sima Nan and quarreled with him, so the eighteenth brother decided to leave." ”

In the eyes of the crew of the "Fuchun", Mao 18 is fierce and difficult to approach, but his force is the biggest reliance in everyone's hearts. Although the crew members were not really close to Mao Eighteen, they still wanted Mao Eighteen to continue to stay on the ship.

Mao Liu sighed: "People's hearts are scattered, although everyone has earned far more silver than ever before, but many brothers privately say that they will not return to the ship!" ”

"It's a shame." Ren Siqi sighed, "Do you know where Brother Eighteen went?" ”

"Brother Eighteen's family is in the Zhoushan Islands, I don't know which island it is. By the way, Xiucai, when will you go to sea next time, can you let me get on your ship? Mao Liu suddenly made a request to Ren Siqi.

"You're not going back to Fuchun either?" Ren Siqi was stunned and asked, Mao Liu is an old crew member with rich experience at sea, and what is even more rare is that he has a good arrow speed, of course Ren Siqi is very welcome to such talents.

"I don't want to go back," Mao Liu shook his head and said: "Fu Bin is too stingy and too harsh on his brothers, I don't want to follow him anymore." ”

"Brother Mao, of course you are welcome to come, but my ship will go to sea for a while, of course, if you have nothing to do recently, you can follow me back to the ship." Ren Siqi said with a smile.

Mao Liu's face was full of smiles, and he promised to go home and settle down and return to the ship with Ren Siqi.

"By the way, Xiucai, how much money did Fu Bin earn in Luzon this time?" Mao Liu suddenly asked when he was leaving.

"You can think about how much your own goods make in Luzon and know how much he earns!" Ren Siqi didn't answer directly, after all, he took Fu Bin's 3,000 taels of silver hush money, so naturally he couldn't reveal the details, even if Mao Liu was his own person!

Mao Liu seemed to have asked casually, and after asking where Ren Siqi lived now, he promised to meet Ren Siqi before leaving, so he left happily.

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