Chapter 67 The rivers and lakes are far away
Entering Datong from the grassland again, Gu Huai looked back at the scenery of the wind blowing the grass and seeing the cattle and sheep, and his mood was a little complicated.
If you really want to talk about it, this trip is quite safe, although there are some things, such as the mutation of Yimaling, and the plague on the grassland, but they are all solved one by one, and in the end, it can be regarded as adding some help to this business.
If the Yimaling is solved, it will not be a problem for the goods to be transported in; After solving the plague, Hara Mangbu was able to do business with the royal palace with all his heart.
From this point of view, it seems that it is really a success, but when I think of the Zhen family caravan...
Gu Huai glanced at Zhen Ru, who was immediately disillusioned, and sighed.
Since she woke up, this woman has always been like this, she can ride a horse and eat with medicine, but she just doesn't say a word, she doesn't even react to the bleeding from the wound, she just looks at the south blankly.
Glancing at the caravan guy who had broken his hand and gave him a vicious look, Gu Huai sped up a little and arrived at Zhen Ru's side: "I'm sorry." ”
This apology is still a little late, in the end, the Zhen family trading house encountered this kind of thing, purely because there was an extra Gu Huai in the caravan, if Gu Huai hadn't walked with them in Beiping, if Gu Huai had discovered the identity of those Mengyuan people earlier, they would not have fallen into this situation.
Zhen Ru's lips moved, but in the end, she didn't say anything, just shook her head.
"I really don't have any identity, when I provoked these Mengyuan people, I was still a son-in-law," Gu Huai lifted the reins, "The group of Mengyuan people in Yimaling that day, do you remember Miss Zhen?" They should have recognized me at the time, but I didn't remember it. ”
"Just because you didn't remember, so many people died?"
Zhen Ru still spoke, and she didn't expect it, she was angry... Extremely heavy.
"It's my problem," Gu Huai was very sincere, "People can't be resurrected after death, no matter how you apologize, it's a little pale after all, I just hope that Miss Zhen can give me a chance to make amends." ”
"Make amends?" The scar on Zhen Ru's face oozed some blood, "What can I make up for?" ”
"I have a shop, which is still profitable, I will bring up any amount of silver to Miss Zhen, and ask the girl to help send the money to their family," Gu Huai looked into the distance, "As for the Zhen family's firm..."
"In the future, there will be no Zhen family firm."
"What?"
Zhen Ru raised his head: "All the people are dead, the goods are lost, and the Zhen family firm is gone." ”
The city gate can already be seen in the distance, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty on the city wall are patrolling with Changge, the wind is blowing from the grassland, and several escorted Hara Mang warriors are leaving, and the sound of horses' hooves is melodious.
"Although I know it's a bit hypocritical to say that... But I still hope I can help you with something. ”
Gu Huai was a little unbearable, the guards were dead, the trade route to the north was broken, and the business house that had been supported by a woman for many years was down, and even his face was ruined... These things happened to a woman one after another, and you can imagine what kind of mood she is feeling now.
Not to mention the women and children who were waiting for the caravan to go back in Jiangnan when she chatted with Zhen Ru before, who were counting on the merchant house to eat.
However, Zhen Ru just glanced at him, her face intertwined with hatred and some unknown emotion, but she didn't say anything.
"The main business of the comptoir is the textile business?"
"Yes."
"The machine of weaving... I saw it that day, but I had to rearrange it by hand after each reset, and the efficiency was too slow," Gu Huaiyi pointed out, "Have you ever thought about adding a spindle to make it more efficient?" ”
Zhen Ru was stunned.
"If you are a little more daring, add a few more spindles, and use your hand or foot pedal to drive it, so that you can spin a lot of cloth at once, right?"
Seeing the look on Zhen Ru's face, Gu Huai nodded: "I understand... Wait for me for a few more days, I'll recall, and draw the drawings to you. ”
"That's all I can do."
......
It is not easy to recall the structure of the textile machine, in fact, Gu Huai only has a little hazy impression of the textile machine of later generations, and it is tantamount to a fantasy to draw drawings in this case.
But as he said, this is the only thing he can do for the Zhen family firm.
From entering Datong Mansion to this distance of Yimaling, in addition to hurrying, Gu Huai is basically drawing drawings with memories, fortunately Zhen Ru seems to have broken free from the previous encounter, as the owner of the textile firm, Gu Huai can also answer occasional inquiries, which makes Gu Huai gradually reproduce the spindle spindle structure of the textile machine in later generations on the basis of the existing textile machine.
After passing the Yima Ridge and driving for a few days, Gu Huai finally completed the drawings.
This road is more stable than when I go, and it takes less time to travel day and night, and at dusk that day, the city wall of Beiping is already visible in the distance, and the people who are in the dust and dust are finally relieved.
And when it came time to enter the city, Zhen Ru shook her head: "I won't go in." ”
Gu Huai was stunned: "But I haven't..."
"I don't want your money, and you don't owe me anything," Zhen Ru smiled, the scar on her face was a little hideous: "After all, it's fate... I can't blame others. ”
Gu Huai looked at the still stubborn woman in front of him silently, and sighed silently.
He took out the drawing from his bosom: "This is a new type of loom, I finished drawing." ”
"Although it still requires manpower to operate, the efficiency is much higher than that of the previous textile machine, about ten times higher," Gu Huai handed over, "If the firm still wants to do silk business in the future... I think you should be able to use it. ”
This time, Zhen Ru took it, looked at the ink on it, and just smiled faintly: "Thank you." ”
Turning the horse's head, the official road outside Beiping City is one to the north and the other to the south, and the place where everyone is located happens to be the intersection, and Zhen Ru is naturally going to the south.
It's just that before leaving, she suddenly reined in the reins of the horse and looked back at Gu Huai's face: "I had a long dream, the rivers and lakes in it really exist, just like the story you said, there are many sects, there are martial arts from heaven to earth, and there are young chivalrous warriors and beautiful fairies." ”
Her smile is still as beautiful as before, but some tears flowed from the corners of her eyes: "People in the rivers and lakes will not have no way out because they offend officials and magnates, and those who act chivalrous and righteous can be respected by others. ”
"I feel like I've walked a trip to the rivers and lakes, but it's like I've only had a dream."
The sound of horses' hooves faded away, and Gu Huai stopped in place, looking at the back for a long time without speaking.
"The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and the rivers and lakes are far away."
He let out a long sigh, "Goodbye." ”