Chapter 7: National Disaster (4)

"You, you actually plan to buy and sell whalebones like cattle and sheep?" Without waiting for Pan Mei to pick up the stubble, the elder Shi Fan Zheng rushed up with an arrow step, glaring at Zheng Ziming with his eyes, like a devil seen in broad daylight.

"The whale is the son of Kun, and when Kun becomes an adult, he turns into a peng, feeds on the dragon, and shakes thousands of miles between the waves of his wings. "When the giant whale comes ashore, the princes will ......" In the classics he has read and the rumors he has heard, the whale is a noble existence of the same level as the dragon. When mortals see it, they should at least stay away from it if they don't burn incense and bow down. Who expected Zheng Ziming to be here, but he couldn't help but say that he shot several heads with a bed crossbow first. However, it is also bone carving, oil refining, and even thinking of selling whale bones and whale oil as local products in Cangzhou!

"It's just waste utilization, killing all of them, why do you still have a lot of bones?" Zheng Ziming didn't understand why Lao Fan Zheng was making such a fuss, turned his head sideways and looked at this person hesitantly, and asked with a smile.

"You, aren't you afraid, aren't you afraid, attract, attract the revenge of the gods?" Seeing his indifferent look, the elder Shi Fan was even more anxious, waving his arms up and down, eager to use his fists to emphasize the importance of the matter.

This time, Zheng Ziming finally understood his concern, smiled, and still responded nonchalantly: "Who knows if there is such a thing as a god?" Don't worry, I asked someone to put the ballista on the boat, and I also ordered the whale to be shot." If the gods want to condemn themselves, they will only condemn me, and will not implicate the innocent!"

"You ......" Elder Shi Fan was choked by speech, and his wrinkled old face instantly turned black and purple.

At first, he agreed to come to Cangzhou to do a long history, but he only reluctantly did it because of the Guo family's affection and the high dowry offered by Zheng Ziming. However, as time went by, he unconsciously forgot his original intention. began to sincerely regard himself as a member of the Cangzhou Army, and sincerely hoped to go further with Zheng Ziming and others.

Knowing people and being good at their duties, caring for the soldiers, and cherishing the people. Heroic but not reckless, clever but not arrogant. In a corner, but you can see the world. As long as such a young talent is given time, why can't he become a hero? And by the side of the hero, he must be accompanied by good ministers and famous generals. The more brilliant the hegemony it has established, the more dazzling the good ministers and famous generals on its side. Just like the twenty-eight nights of Yuntai Pavilion, if it hadn't met Han Guangwu, I'm afraid that more than half of them would have spent their lives in the green forest and grass. (Note 1)

Fan Zheng had already decided in his heart that he was a good minister on the side of the British lord. Even if he can't be Jiang Shang by King Wu's side, he should at least be on a par with Baili Xi beside Mu Gong. However, what he never expected was that Zheng Ziming, the British lord, was almost obedient to him. But in his attitude towards the gods, he is paranoid like a scoundrel naughty.

If he was only afraid of being implicated, why did he have to resist the cold words of the entire Shilin to become the commander of the Cangzhou army? If he was afraid of being implicated, a few months ago, when he found out that the Cangzhou army and the imperial court would have a battle sooner or later, he should have hung up his crown and left. Why fight for an old bone and run around behind the young people of your grandchildren all day long?

"Don't misunderstand Changgong Wen, Ziming didn't mean you!" Pan Mei was still careful, and noticed that Fan Zheng's demeanor was strange, so she hurriedly spoke out to play a round. He just said that the whale has nothing to do with the legendary Kunpeng. If you think about it, there are more than 100 whales in the sea opposite the old estuary. If the giant kun had been able to survive like this, the entire sea would have been filled long ago. How many dragons do you have to have in the world to eat when they grow up?"

According to legend, when the Kun grows up, it will turn into a peng, and Peng's back is thousands of miles wide and narrow! If the whales you saw on the sea half a month ago turned into a Kunpeng, I am afraid that the sky above your head will not be able to hold it at all, let alone where in the world can provide them with enough food!

"Yes, legends may not be true. Didn't you say that you are always afraid of being affected? Think about it, what kind of time have adults treated you slowly?" Li Shun'er had always seen the wind and rudder, followed closely behind Pan Mei, and added with a smile.

"Don't misunderstand Gong Wen, Zheng really didn't mean to ridicule!" Zheng Ziming realized that his words hurt people, and he hurriedly apologized.

"Hmph! hmm——!" After listening to the words of the three of them, the elder Shi Fan Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, crooked his nose, and dragged a long voice.

However, before he could figure out how to persuade Zheng Ziming a few more words, Li Shun'er muttered in a low voice, but it drilled into his ears like a flame, "Actually, it's really a kun seed, Kun meat, alas, something more noble than a dragon, dry the meat into dried meat and sell it in Bianliang, those officials and old men don't have to go crazy." ”

"I told you to eat, I told you to eat. You are not afraid of thunder and thunder!" Thinking of the scene where Zheng Ziming was bewitched by the "traitor" and commanded the fleet to rush into the sea to kill the whales, Fan Zheng's seven orifices suddenly spewed out thick smoke. raised his slap and slapped his head and face at Li Shun'er!

"Oh, don't slap your face, don't slap your face!" Li Shun obviously could push him down with one hand, but he didn't have the courage to face it, holding his head and running away. As he ran, he shouted loudly, "I just think it's a pity that whale meat is only used for oil refining." It's better to dry it and sell it for a good price! Besides, what if that thing is really a Kunpeng? No one else can kill it, but Brother Zheng kills it, but it is justified!"

"You ......" Elder Shi Fan Zheng staggered suddenly, stopped, and held his knees with both hands, panting like a cow.

Li Shun was afraid that after he relieved himself, he would talk to him endlessly, so he stopped and added loudly, "Don't be angry, things are not as serious as you always think." If the legend can be taken as true, the Kun eats the dragon, and of course the dragon can kill the Kun! They are natural enemies with Brother Zheng, no matter who kills whom, the gods can't pull the strings!"

This sentence, but it really got to the point, which made the elder Shi Fan Zheng stumble again, completely speechless.

According to folk sayings, the Son of Heaven is a dragon and the princes are Jiao, no matter which one Zheng Ziming is, his attitude towards whales seems to be taken for granted.

Thinking about it along this line of thought, Zheng Ziming's act of slaughtering whales and selling them for money suddenly became less terrifying in the eyes of the elder Shi Fanzheng. What's more, his old man already knew a fact in his heart, Zheng Ziming was the royal bloodline of the previous dynasty, the real "phoenix son and dragon grandson". The son of the dragon's grandson Zai Kunpeng avenged his elders, who dares to say that it is not natural?

was thinking about it with tears and laughter, but Zheng Ziming's own voice came from his ears, "Shunzi, don't talk nonsense! Wen Zhenggong, you are always like him." His mouth has never said anything serious. I set my eyes on the whales in the sea, on the one hand, to open up financial resources for our Cangzhou. After all, the legend must be true, and Cangzhou is located on the border of Han and Liao, and his parents are under the enemy, so how can they protect themselves without sufficient money and food? On the other hand, they want to try whether there is any hope and build a sailor. If we succeed by luck, then we can cross and cross the coast at will, and no one can stop it!"

Note 1: Yuntai Twenty-Eight Nights, Emperor Ming of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Yongping ordered people in Yuntai Pavilion in the third year to paint portraits of the heroes who followed his father Liu Xiu. In order to show fairness, the royal relatives were specially deducted. So in the end, only Cho period was painted, Ma Wu, Deng Yu and other twenty-eight people. Later generations corresponded to the constellations in the sky and deduced them into the 28 Nakshatras of Yuntai.