Because of the lessons learned from the previous dynasty, the salt and iron in Daliang were collected by the official camp, and the matter was so big that it could not be easily determined by just a bag of salt.

Selling illicit salt is far from being as simple as buying goods from the government and selling them, and the formation of the salt gang is not just as simple as selling salt.

Behind the countless riots of the people, there is more or less the shadow of the salt gang behind them, which is one of the reasons why Emperor Daliang must crack down on illegal salt.

The two of them looked at each other, knowing that this matter had to be investigated carefully.

"Ding Wu."

Gu Qingzhang suddenly shouted outside, and soon a man with low eyebrows and an ordinary appearance walked into the cabin.

"Don't throw them into the sea yet," he instructed, "and search your body for any tattoos or tokens, and the faces of these men, and I want you to draw them." ”

Gu Qingzhang's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, firmly staring at Ding Wu's face, and he said slowly: "You can't let go of any detail, understand?" ”

"Understood."

Ding Wu nodded.

The men were quickly divided into three groups, one to clean the cabin, one to inspect the corpses, and one to take over the place of the boatman so that they could continue their journey.

The needle of time was moving quickly, and when the attendants were almost busy, the sky was already white.

Lin Shijing walked out of the door refreshed and came to the deck at the bow of the ship, looking at the scenery in the distance.

"Look at this," he said, looking around, "we're going ashore soon?" ”

Gu Qingzhang was asking his subordinates to make a big pot of strong tea for himself, and he didn't raise his head when he heard this: "If I'm not mistaken, I will be in Xuzhou for a while." ”

"Wait until Xuzhou, and then we will return to the capital by land."

Lin Shijing looked back and was startled by the dark circles under his eyes: "What's the matter, Master Hou, you didn't sleep at night?" ”

Before he finished speaking, Lin Chonghan pushed open the door and walked out of it, she walked up to Gu Qingzhang and asked him for a cup of strong tea.

"Dealing with the boatman," she said, taking a sip of her tea, "it took a little effort, and it was nothing." ”

Lin Shijing's room was arranged with attendants early in the morning, for fear that the boatman would enter his room first and stab this powerless scholar.

The three of them sat down and gossiped while making tea.

Yang Siniang and Ji Hongying, the two children, were together and muttering something, and the former even rolled into the water from time to time to swim twice.

It wasn't until she was scolded by Gu Qingzhang that she reluctantly climbed up from the river, sat honestly by the boat, and stopped making waves.

I don't know how long it took, until the golden sunset appeared again on the horizon, Yang Shi Niang's ears suddenly moved slightly, and she looked up to find that their ship was heading towards the nearest port.

The crowds of people on the port are surging back and forth, and all kinds of people are constantly shuttling on it, and Yang Siniang seems to have heard the noisy and frolicking of people.

The glow was steaming, and the smell of food could be faintly heard in the distance.

This kind of call rooted in the soul of the Central Plains people and coming from home made Yang Shi Niang, a little girl who had been wandering outside for a long time, involuntarily look fascinated.

"How?"

Lin Chonghan didn't know when he came behind her, she touched the top of the little girl's hair with her right hand, and lowered her head to meet her eyes.

She smiled and asked, "Are you hungry and want to eat?" ”

Yang Siniang was stunned on the spot.