"Young Master! The goods you broke into this time are big enough, ...... over there, sir! "Dogleg is the son of the Zheng family, and he feels that his roots are in the Zheng family, and now he wants to leave the Zheng family, his heart is empty.

"You still care so much? You also have a part in beating the handsome niece. If you are caught, according to the temper of the handsome, you will be cut by a thousand knives.

That's a man with a million lives on his hands, and you're not even an ant in his eyes.

Flee while you still have your life. Take care of the uncle's business! Are you worthy? Zheng Mang sneered at the dog's legs, extremely disdainful.

Dogleg lowered his head, he was a slave of the Zheng family. has been a slave since he was born, and if the master says what he wants to do, then he has to do something, no way. Who makes the family the master and the slave himself?

As the son of a family, he was already used to insults. Especially Zheng Mang, the master who has been arrogant and domineering since he was a child.

Seeing that the dog's legs were a little lonely, Zheng Mang didn't feel the slightest. A dog's leg is a dog's leg, and the master is the master.

But in the end, it was a big family mixed up, and he still heard about things like slapping a sweet date since he was a child. After all, for a long time in the future, there will only be such a dogleg by his side. If even he is gone, with his own ability to survive, it is estimated that he will not live long.

"Actually, you don't have to worry, the Zheng family will be fine. As you know, my uncle is now a minister, and my cousin is the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple.

Our Zheng family is also a big family in Fujian, you can rest assured that Li Xiao will not dare to touch the eldest master even if he is domineering. After comforting his only horse, Zheng Mang boarded the carriage at the airship landing field.

The coachman obviously didn't know who this young master was, but he knew that he must be a rich man by looking at his luxurious clothes.

The airship is not something that anyone can take if they want to. Anyway, over the years at the airship landing site, the people who have seen them come down from the airship are either rich or expensive.

"Young Master! Where are you going? The coachman took a silver dollar from the dogleg, and immediately became happy, and asked in a thick Jiaonan accent.

"Uh......!" There was no response behind him, because the two of them couldn't understand Jiaonan dialect.

Compared with the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty, Jiaonan dialect is simply another language.

"Young Master, do you understand?" The dogleg looked helplessly at the well-informed young master.

It's a pity that Zheng Mang can't understand the weird Jiaonan dialect like him.

However, this did not stump the quick-witted Young Master Zheng, and Zheng Mang took out a small notebook and wrote the word dock on it with a pencil.

The small book was handed to the coachman, but he didn't expect the driver to be confused.

Young Master Zheng was desperate, this coachman didn't know how to read.

There is no way to do it, or it seems a little difficult to expect him to understand what he is saying.

"Jimo! Jimo! We're going to Jimo. Zheng Mang roared by his neck, but unfortunately he couldn't help it even if he roared by his neck.

He originally spoke with a southern accent in his official language, but now he is facing a coachman with a strong Jiaodong accent, and the two of them are talking like chickens and ducks.

Fortunately, although the coachman was illiterate, he was not stupid.

The carriage moved along the road and entered Jimo City at the last touch of the sunset. The carriage stopped in front of an inn, and the coachman stopped the carriage and went down.

Zheng Mang held the revolver in his hand tightly, as long as there was something wrong with this guy, he would shoot immediately.

Not long after the coachman entered the inn, a man in a green coat and a small hat ran out.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay in a hotel?" When Xiao Er saw Zheng Mang, he immediately nodded and bowed, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Do you speak official language?" Zheng Mang felt as if he had met a relative, and he couldn't wait to jump out of the carriage to kiss this little er.

"What I do is to make a living in the inn, and I receive merchants from the north and south, so I naturally want to know the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty." Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

Just in the wilderness, I was pulled around by a guy who didn't understand what to say, and I guess these two were scared enough.

"Don't care, guest officer, although the owner of the car is a little simple, he is a good citizen. This is already in Jimo City, you can rest assured that you are safe.

The owner of the small shop has been setting up shop here for 100 years. It is one of the best old shops in Jimo City, the upper room is cleaned up, and the meals are reasonable. It's sure to make your stay comfortable! ”

The shopkeeper came up with a set of words, and he seemed extremely enthusiastic.

"Little brother, I'll give you a silver dollar. Take us to the dock, we have an urgent need to go to North Korea. "Zheng Mang is very clever, he knows that the airship will land in Fuzhou tonight.

When he arrived in Fuzhou, his uncle Zheng Zhibao must have received the telegram.

If he knew that he got off the airship in Jimo halfway, and a telegram came from the capital, Jimo's officials would go out to arrest him. The most important thing now is to go to sea as soon as possible. No matter where you are, as long as you get to sea, you can avoid being pursued.

In the middle of the sea, it's too difficult to find a ship.

The current Daming Navy actually has no sense of existence in the Daming Sea. In a place like Jimo, there are only a few small boats.

Only in the Lushun Military Port, there are a few ironclad ships. Their biggest task is to train qualified sailors and officers for the Ming Navy.

This is due to the super national strength of the Ming Dynasty, and in the Daming Sea area, there is simply no maritime power that can compete with the Ming Dynasty.

"Go to North Korea! It's winter, and the sea is stormy. I'm afraid that at this time, no one wants to go to sea. The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed, looking at a silver coin but not being able to get it in his hand, his heart was itching.

After all, it is rare for a high roller who is willing to give a silver coin at a time to a place like Jimo.

"Little brother, help me think of a way." The dog leg took Xiao Er's hand, and the silver coin was stuffed into his hand.

"Oh! By the way, I remembered. There are a few Japanese people living in our shop, and I heard them say that they seem to be going back to the Japanese country recently. If you can negotiate with them, you can probably take their boat to North Korea. ”

It's really easy to do things with money, and with an extra silver dollar in his hand, the shopkeeper's brain immediately became active.

Soon, there was another silver dollar in his hand.

"Take us to meet those Japanese people, as long as you help us make this happen, there will be a reward of a silver dollar after the deed is completed."

"Oops! How dare a villain be a guest officer, such a reward for you. The shopkeeper was ecstatic, and although he said so, his hand honestly put the silver coin into his arms.

"Guest, please!" The shopkeeper hurriedly welcomed Zheng Mang out of the carriage and walked into the store with Zheng Mang and the doglegs.

Turning around and coming to a courtyard, the shopkeeper pointed to the moon door and said: "Guest officer, here, there is the courtyard of the Japanese people." ”