Chapter 287: Heading to the Sea, Let's Go!

"Click, click."

Qiu Ping squatted on the shoulder of his idol, holding a fragrant pear in his hand, eating juicy and happy.

"Speaking of which, this business trip at public expense is not so unhappy."

Qiu Ping changed his posture again and rode on the shoulder of the idol.

The boat tossed up and down with the current, and his body swayed as if he were riding a horse.

From three days ago, their baggage team set out.

Qiu Ping was only responsible for secretly protecting the safety of the baggage team, and the person in charge on the surface was an escort sent by the imperial court.

There are not so many trivial things, and he just took this opportunity to fish openly.

"It's a pity, it's not good for you to let anyone do this, you have to come to me. I'm just a loach, who can I beat. If I encounter a strong enemy, then I will have to run away first. ”

Qiu Ping shook his head, threw the kernel out of the window, and fell into the water.

"Mile cluck."

Qiu Ping wiped the juice on his idol cloak, and then lay down lazily, shaking his little feet.

This time, they will start from Yanhu Lake, enter the Canglang River, then enter the sea from the Canglang River, take the sea route all the way to the north, and then enter the army garrison from the Nulong River in the north.

Judging by the overall route of travel, they are going around a semicircle.

But there is no way, the depth of the north-south canal is not enough to carry such a large ship.

The current emperor was about to rebuild the canal, but the cost was so great that it was almost as exaggerated as the manpower required for a major campaign.

The imperial court could not support the expenses on both sides, so it could only spend the money on more urgent matters first.

After all, because of the snowstorm in the north for many years, the large and small tribes have been swallowed up fiercely, and if they are not tightened up, there will definitely be a large-scale Hu people going south in the end.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Qiu Ping.

He slowly blended into the boat, and went all the way east along the river, dozens of huge ships in a row, and rushed into the sea along the sea.

"Whoa."

A huge wave rises from the bottom of the ship, pushing it high, and as the tide falls, the ship falls into the water.

Don't look at the calm sea, from a distance, there is only a slight rise.

But when you're on the sea, you can clearly feel the unstoppable power.

The undulations of boats are several times greater than those of rivers.

"Smack."

The little loach fell heavily from the shoulder of the idol, and the whole person fell to the ground on all fours.

He was about to stand up when he stumbled again as if he were drunk.

Although they walked along the coast, the strong feeling of jolting still made the little loaches very uncomfortable.

"Ao Cang, Ao Cang!"

Qiu Ping pulled his throat and shouted out the window.

"Huh."

At this time, it was night, and in the deep sea water, a huge true dragon hundreds of zhang long slowly opened its eyes, and he dived slightly, revealing half of his body and a pair of eyes from the water.

"You control the current, so that the waves don't be so bumpy."

Qiu Ping showed a sweet smile at Ao Cang, he gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, fortunately he was witty and brought a dragon over.

Dragons are naturally good at water, and regulating the flow of water is just a piece of cake.

"Humans don't pray, I can't help."

Ao Cang glanced at Qiu Ping and sank his head into the water again, his tail wagging slightly, keeping pace with the speed of the boat.

"What...... What do you mean? ”

Qiu Ping opened his mouth slightly, why couldn't he understand what Ao Cang was saying?

Moreover, this kid is really presumptuous to talk to himself in such a tone!

Is there any official in his eyes?

"Look for the old ghost."

Ao Cang sank to the bottom of the water, too lazy to take care of Qiu Ping.

Qiu Ping was about to scold, but a cloud of smoke suddenly rose from his side, and a shriveled old man with a pale face and a hunched back floated out.

"Qiu Tiju, don't be angry."

The old man hurriedly pulled Qiu Ping, his face full of smiles.

He was sent by Shinto to be in charge of the food inventory, and he was the master of the army from the eighth rank. Although his divine power is low, he has been doing this business for more than 100 years and has a lot of experience.

"We Shinto have Shinto rules, so it's not good to get too involved in human affairs. If we really want to be convenient, we can directly use the method of transportation, that is, ten times more of these grains, and we can also move them to the northland. ”

The old man explained to Qiu Ping.

"That's right, why don't you just carry it, or directly open up a space passage in two places, which is convenient and safe."

Qiu Ping came back to his senses at this time, if you want to carry these grains, there are many ways.

Even if the little loach himself, he can open up a storage space and send these tens of millions of catties of grain to the north.

"The cause and effect of the world is too heavy, and we can't afford it. Let me tell you, there is a strange disease among our gods, which is that the closer we are to humans, the more abnormal our bodies may be. This was the case before the [Feng Chan Mountain], which firmly tied the country to Shinto sacrifices, and many ancient gods became sick because of it......"

The old man couldn't cry or laugh on his face, this man is really bold, although Shinto and humanity intersect, but Shinto can't interfere too much in the affairs of the world.

After all, people's hearts are mixed, and if the gods are too tainted, they may also lose themselves.

Like that immortal road, it is completely isolated from humanity, just cultivating by myself, how others change, how the dynasty changes, I closed the cave and practiced by myself.

"Okay, okay, I got it."

Qiu Ping couldn't help but pluck out his ears, why did this person talk so much nonsense, and he couldn't stop talking.

"Then if you have anything else, just inform me, and the little god will leave first." The old man smiled, then shook himself and disappeared into the cabin.

"Boom."

The hull of the boat was turned again, Qiu Ping honestly found a corner, tremblingly picked up a peach scattered on the ground, wiped it casually, and began to gnaw it.

Ships sail on the sea, the dark and heavy water is like thick ink, looking into the distance, you can vaguely see the traces of land, but there is a faint thin line, as if a certain not very clever painter painted such a stroke.

The clouds in the sky were heavy, and it seemed that a storm was about to fall at any moment.

And on each big ship, there are more than 300 people stationed in leather armor, carrying bows and crossbows, and carrying long knives at their waists.

And under the water, a behemoth of hundreds of feet slowly swam, almost merging with the seawater.

"These humans are really good, so they can't eat less, otherwise when they get to the Northland, they will have a lot less food." In a bottle held by the statue of Qiu Ping, the old man was holding an abacus, crackling and calculating the consumption of food on the ship, and let out a long sigh from time to time.

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