Chapter 163: Lang Jing

When they came out of Gu Yu, Ye Zhi and Ah Ping each got a bottle of iron beads, which was about fifteen in it, which was used to supplement the two of them after they finished shooting.

The two of them put the bottle in their purses and hung it on their waists and carried it with them.

Seeing that it was still early, Ye Zhi took Ah Ping to the moat.

"Ah Ping, this river is flowing in from outside the city?" Ye Zhi pondered the moat, she had been running around the city all the time, but she basically didn't pay attention to the moat.

"Yes." Ah Ping nodded, "It flows all the way to the back of the palace, when the emperor repaired the palace, he also had people dig a special canal to bring the water in, and now most of the water in the garden in the palace uses this water." ”

"That's ......" Ye Zhi thought thoughtfully, "Then where does this river come from?" ”

"This is also a tributary of the Minjiang River, but it's not that big!" "Unlike the main road of the Minjiang River, which often breaks down the embankment if it rains, the moat is much gentler. ”

"Then I'm saying that if you start from here, you can go along the moat to the main road of the Minjiang River, that is, you can reach Feicheng by boat?"

"That's right, there are already a lot of fishermen on the moat, and they occasionally go to Minjiang to sell big fish in Yucheng, and the price of a fish can increase by a few copper plates!" Ah Ping said, "Sister Kumquat and her father are fishermen, and they sell fish in the moat for a living. ”

"Oh?" Ye Zhi raised his eyebrows, "How do you know everything." ”

"Young master, these are all common sense, okay?" Ah Ping sighed helplessly, "If you read books often and listen to more people, you will know!" ”

Ye Zhi pouted, "Young master, I don't have enough common sense?" I know best which Oiran is best at what kind of performance! ”

"......" Apingmer.

"Speaking of books...... Ye Zhi patted his head and took out the heirloom he carried with him from his arms, the dart diary, "My mother said that this is the treasure of the Ye family, and I have to carry it with me every day, as if it is very thief at home!" Let me see, is there a moat on it? ”

Ye Zhi looked at it, and sure enough, there were some records in it, which were still remembered by Ye Zhi's grandfather.

Said that this unlucky old man, took a single dart, from Yucheng to transport an unexcavated big stone to Feicheng, the stone is big and heavy, the carriage is slow, the horse riding can not move, and finally can only choose to take the waterway.

As a result, they were unlucky, and they were about to arrive at the Feicheng wharf, but they encountered extreme weather, and it rained heavily for two days......

So the unlucky old man had no choice but to abandon the cargo and jump ship, and swam to the shore by himself, so that he could pick up a life.

But in the end, he still lost the goods, such a big jade, it is worth thousands of taels of silver, according to the agreement he signed with the owner of the goods, the loss of the goods will be compensated three times the silver! For the old man who was really poor at that time and had a problem with eating, it was better to drown him!

So he didn't dare to go back, so he waited on the shore, thinking that he would wait for the rain to stop and go back to see.

How do you know this, the river burst its banks, and many people on the banks of the river were affected, and when the rain passed, the old man could not find a boat willing to accompany him to fetch stones.

So he was heartbroken and bought a boat to go over, but he didn't expect that after the heavy rainstorm, the Minjiang River was even calmer than before, as if he had finished venting his temper, and it was easy to sail on it.

But the river is vast, and the old man can't find the jade anymore, so after looking for three days in the Minjiang River, the old man can only give up and go back to bear the debt.

However, the luck in the misfortune is that when the owner of the goods was waiting for the goods, he also suffered, was swept away by the flood and drowned, and there was no one alive in the family.

After reading it, Ye Zhi closed the book, "Ah Ping, do you know Sister Kumquat's father?" Lead me to the last ......"