"Eun Gong, it's almost there...... A little further on, you will come to a fishing ground of my Wei family. Wei Zisheng looked excited, and hurriedly ran into the cabin from outside the deck.

Zhang Jiao followed the sound and led everyone onto the deck, not far away the water surface was divided into a pool by some narrow earthen embankments, and under the starlight, several figures could be seen walking back and forth on the narrow embankment.

"There's a little pier in front of us, and we'll just park there." Wei Zisheng pointed in one direction.

"Okay, when your people pick you up, we'll sail back." Zhang Jiao remembered the promise he made to Yu Ji, and looked at Wei Zisheng, who was about to return to his hometown, and couldn't help but feel homesick in his heart.

"Don't benefactor, stay here for two days, and give my Wei family a chance to express my gratitude to you, you leave like this, if my father knows about it, he will not spare me." Hearing that Zhang Jiao was in a hurry to leave, Wei Zisheng became excited, and he knelt on the ground with a puff while pulling Zhang Jiao's hand.

"Yes, Master, let's stay here for two days, and we'll also go to the front family's salt warehouse to bring some goods back." Huang Zu couldn't help but interject, and finally went out of the house, wanting to taste the taste of Jiangnan women.

"Okay then." Zhang Jiao agreed.

When the ship was about to dock, there were many shirtless slender men and porters, looking at the boat of the people, their eyes shining in the light of the stars, and in their eyes, the identity of the people who owned this kind of building boat was not ordinary.

"Dock! Clever points are rewarded! When Huang Zu heard that Zhang Jiao had agreed to stay here for two days, he was in a very happy mood, and shouted at the slender men on the shore with one foot on the railing.

The slender men cheered in unison, and a sturdy man carried a pair of thick ropes into the water, and nimbly swam to the side of the boat and tied the ropes to the bow.

"No, I'll be able to dock as soon as I blow the sails." Zhang Liang looked at the slender men who were still waiting for the boat on the beach at night, and felt a little distressed, and was stopped by Zhang Jiao when he was about to make a move.

"Secretly do it." Zhang Jiao winked at Zhang Liang.

I saw that the man finished tying the rope and swam back to the shore, and with a whistle, the shirtless slender men shouldered the thick rope one after another, leaned forward, and shouted a powerful slogan in unison, slowly pulling the boat to the shore, the thick rope was instantly straightened, and the smooth tidal flats left long linear footprints.

"Ah Liang, let's make a move." Zhang Jiao saw that some people's shoulders were worn out by the rough ropes, and he couldn't bear it, urging Zhang Liang to make a move.

"Hey, hey." Zhang Liang pinched a handprint in his small hand and waved it into the air.

Suddenly, the wind blew and the sails whirred, and the people on the case suddenly felt relaxed, and in a short time they docked several boats on the shore.

"Reward!" Huang Zu got off the boat and asked the accompanying warriors to bring a few boxes of five-baht coins and grain. He saw that Zhang Jiao and the others cherished these slender men very much, so they were also very generous.

The men were all excited, and some of them even lined up to receive the money and food, regardless of their bloody shoulders worn by the ropes, grinning happily, they had rarely seen such a generous boatman.

Zhang Jiao was also infected by their smiles, and the bold laughter of these men was bathed in the bright starlight, like a bloody war song.

"Well, please drink water." Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang melted a talisman into a large bucket of water, scooped out bowls of water and handed them to the person with the shoulder injury.

I saw that the wounds on the shoulders of those people quickly scabbed and fell off, startling everyone, who knelt down and shouted miracles.

"This brother, please inform the steward of the nearby Wei family, and say that Wei Zisheng of the clan has returned with his family." Wei Zisheng found a sturdy man and asked him to deliver the message.

"Master, I won't stop here, I'll go to my salt warehouse first, and we'll pick you up at this dock in two days." Huang Zu looked at Zhang Jiao in a good mood, and said goodbye, he listened to a fishergirl singing on the river before, which caused a nameless fire in his body, and he was controlled everywhere in the clan, so he finally came to Jiangnan, thinking about indulging it.

"Go ahead, and we'll be on in two days." Zhang Jiao waved his hand, he didn't understand Huang Dagongzi's flowery intestines, and even after they got on the boat, he also blew the boat that had just docked onto the river again, which caused those men who were pulling fiber to exclaim.

The speed of the Wei family was very fast, and in less than an hour, several carriages were sent to the shore to meet them, bringing everyone back to the clan, to be precise, it was the Wei family's salt warehouse here, and some of the Wei family's clansmen also lived here.

"Many of the big families in Huiji started by selling smuggled salt, and my Wei family is no exception, after the salt is made in the salt farm, it will be transported by sea ship to the mouth of the Yangtze River, and then transported by river boat to the mainland, so there are many salt warehouses on both sides of the river." Wei Zisheng explained to Zhang Jiao.

After handing over the clansmen entrusted by Lord Wei Fan before his death, Zhang Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, and slept soundly that night, and seemed to see Wei Fan in tears in his dreams, holding Zhang Jiao's hand and saying something that people couldn't really hear.

The power of the imperial power is unparalleled, although thousands of miles away in the south of the Yangtze River, the Wei family did not even dare to make a noise about the funeral of Lord Wei Fan, only a small room was kept overnight, dressed as a mourning hall.

On the afternoon of the second day, Zhang Jiao saw many Wei Zu elders who came in carriages, all with gray hair, kneeling in front of Wei Fan's spiritual throne with tears in their eyes.

"The master is merciful, save my grandfather's family, if there is a need in the future, I will kill the Wei family, we will scatter the family wealth and support it." An old man said gratefully as he held his horned hand, his beard shaking.

"Everyone, when Lord Wei Fan was in office, he implemented good governance, loved the people like a son, and Zhang Jiao was also duty-bound, it was nothing." Zhang Jiao patted the old man's hand and held him. Seeing the old man's trembling posture, he was about to kneel.

The Wei people's thank-you banquet was very grand, and several old men were stunned to put Zhang Jiao on the leader, looking at the delicacies that were constantly being served, Zhang Jiao secretly swallowed his saliva.

"The salt seller is really rich..."Zhang Jiao thought to himself, he tried to put on a calm appearance, because there were some ingredients that he had only heard from Yu Ji and Zuo Ci, and it was the first time he had seen them.

A huge copper case was carried in, and there was a big fish on it, which seemed to be the finless porpoise that Yu Ji had said, and a pig polong that had been cleaned of blood, which was chopped up and put into a copper kettle to stew, and there were also steamed small fish, which looked like a knife.

"It's delicious, big brother!" Zhang Bao picked up a piece of swordfish's tendon with chopsticks, and his eyes lit up.

"Eun Gong, please!" Wei Zisheng was dressed in plain linen, serving beside Zhang Jiao, he opened a jar of wild rice wine, sifted out a bowl and poured it into Zhang Jiao's wine glass, the dark red wine with a little wild rice dregs, the wine was fragrant.

"Your food is so good, Jiangnan is rich, but it is really much better than my hometown." Zhang Jiao raised his glass and drank it all, the aroma of wine lingered around his lips, he licked his lips and exclaimed.

"The master laughed, even I and other old men have never eaten this kind of banquet a few times in my life." A clan elder raised his glass to Zhang Jiao.

"Mr. Wei was born in a wealthy family, went to the north as an official, was honest and honest during his tenure, and loved the people like a son. Zhang Jiao raised his glass and looked at the mourning hall outside the hall.

"Brother Jing!" A group of old men echoed and raised their glasses in the direction of the mourning hall.

"This is my clan letter talisman, please accept it from the master, if it is used in the future to my Wei family's place, you can use this talisman to send anyone from my Wei family, please don't see the master." A clan elder walked up to Zhang Jiao with a jade plaque in his hand.

"This ......" Zhang Jiao was a little flattered, first the grand banquet, and then this talisman that could dispatch the Wei family.

"Please don't shirk the master, you saved my brother from the thieves of the court regardless of the danger, and even avoided the pursuit of the court all the way, and protected my brother's family back to the clan thousands of miles away, this is a great grace!" The old man was holding the jade plaque and was about to kneel.

"Don't don't, Zhang Jiao took it." Zhang Jiao hurriedly held the old man up.

After the feast, several old men were drunk, pulling the sleeves of Zhang Jiao's clothes, snot, and crying with tears.

"The death of the clan brother is tragic...... Those eunuchs are really mad, such an upright person, they are just slandered as a party member...... "An old man cried in the dark, blew his nose with one hand and threw it aside, and then pulled Zhang Jiao's sleeve.

"The old gentleman doesn't have to be so sad, I believe that one day, an upright official like Lord Wei will finally be wronged." Zhang Jiao was also very sad in his heart, the Han Dynasty was dark, and one by one Zhongliang died tragically in the court struggle, becoming a sad victim.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the soul flag at the door of the mourning hall opposite the hall was raised, and in a trance, Zhang Jiao saw a figure, sitting aside and sifting wine by himself.

"Lord Wei?" Zhang Jiao was stunned, he obviously saw Wei Fan's soul fire fluttering in the direction of Taishan Yudu, but Wei Fan in front of him had a ruddy face and was sitting at a table.

A group of old men were shocked by Zhang Jiao's voice, and looked around with their eyes open. Wei Zisheng got up and looked left and right, his eyes full of hope. Ma Yuanyi drew his sword and stood beside Zhang Jiao, looking at the four directions vigilantly.

"I saw it too." Zhang Liang also spoke, and walked to where Wei Fan was sitting.

"Can you see it? Why can't I see? Zhang Bao looked at Zhang Jiao and Zhang Liang in surprise.

Suddenly, the soul flag in front of the door of the mourning hall spontaneously combusted without fire, turned into ashes and drifted into the hall with the wind, and gradually formed two words on the ground, and Wei Fan's figure gradually faded and disappeared after sifting and drinking a glass of wine.

"Jiazi ......" Zhang Jiao stepped forward to look at those two words and muttered them, it seems that there are other things in this world besides the souls that can be seen by the eye of heaven. As for Zhang Liang being able to see it but Zhang Bao not being able to see it, Zhang Jiao was very puzzled.

"The clan brother has appeared, and the soul has returned..."A group of old men looked at the wine glass that was slowly emptying, and then looked at the two words composed of the ashes of the soul banner on the ground, as if they had seen a miracle, they knelt down in front of the two words.

"Father..."Wei Zisheng also burst into tears and knelt in front of the ashes.