When Andhai sat in the cabin and looked at the lifelike horse in the crystal bottle, he was amazed and thought to himself.

How is this Zhao Xiong different from what outsiders say, he is very good at things!

Knowing that he belonged to a horse, he sent two bottles of wine with horses, such a beautiful bottle was much better than the whiskey crystal bottle sent by those foreigners.

I just don't know how the wine is!

An Dehai thought in his heart, "Do you think I am open or not?" ”

Facing Nie Baihu, he said: "The bottle made of foreign glass is really ingenious, but I don't know if this wine is good wine!" ”

"Open it and take a look!"

An Dehai said boldly.

Nie Baihu came over and studied it, and the wine bottle cap was instantly opened, and he said with a smile while pouring wine for An Dehai:

"Smell this wine, this is a good bottle of wine, it is estimated that it is not cheap!"

An Dehai took the wine glass and took a sip gently, mellow and delicious, with a long aftertaste, and sighed:

"Good wine, much better than the "stuffy donkey" that we were replenished on board! ”

Nie Baihu said with a smile: "As soon as we entered the boundary of Taierzhuang, we learned that Mr. Zhao's younger brother was this Zhao Xiong only became the official of the Hanzhuang Gate a few days ago, so it seems that Mr. Zhao is really like a god!" ”

An Dehai nodded, thinking about Zhao Ming, who is now following the little prince, Zhao Sanqian has a reputation for divine calculation since his debut.

It's just that Zhao Ming is in Qingjiangpu in Huai'an at this time, and he wants to ask Zhao Sanqian for ideas, even if he takes a clipper back and forth, it will take about ten days, so he can't wait.

After thinking about Zhao Xiong's words again, his heart settled down a little, and he said to Nie Baihu:

"Yes, the Grand Canal has been rumored about this Zhao Xiong in the past few days, and this time I saw him and it really deserved his reputation."

Nie Baihu poured himself a glass of wine and said while drinking: "I didn't expect that since Zhao Sanqian has such an amazing brother, it seems that the person who rescued him from the canal said the truth."

An Dehai said: "Don't trust him like Wang Ratwolf, as for the fight between Zhao Xiong and his colleagues, let's watch the fire from the other side for the time being!" ”

Nie Baihu sat down and played with the wine glass in his hand, noncommittal.

An Dehai saw that Nie Baihu was silent, and then spoke:

"We went ashore at Hanzhuang Wharf, and after we went ashore, all the goods on the ship were moved to the warehouse of the Yixian Tax Office and strictly guarded, my old arms and legs, it's time to rest!"

Zhao Xiong's patrol ship passed through an afternoon, passing by, Houqian Gate, Dunzhuang Gate, Dingmiao Gate, Wannian Gate, Zhangzhuang Gate, and Desheng Gate arrived at the waters of the Hanzhuang Gate Canal.

It's a bitterly cold wind on the Grand Canal in October, and the sun goes down quickly.

Zhao Xiong was going to disembark at the Fuzi Pier in Hanzhuang.

The boat gradually landed, Zhao Xiong stood at the bow of the ship and looked at the wharf paved with bluestone, the pieces of bluestone were washed by the waves of the Grand Canal, and there was really a sense of vicissitudes of a hundred years of history.

Zhao Xiong checked the information, this Fuzi wharf in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, in the Hanzhuang to Taierzhuang canal section, more than 100 miles of coast, more than ten wharves are the largest one.

Standing on the bow of the boat and watching the sunset is spectacular.

It is estimated that the canal will be closed soon, and the four or five hundred large and small ships waiting to pass through the lock are docked densely, next to the trestle bridge of the wharf.

Such a scene can be seen everywhere on the dry docks of the canal waterway.

He took a deep breath of the earth and the sky, and the icy air faintly exuded a smell of being rancid.

He didn't care, it was not as good as PM2.5 to breathe in the fresh air.

At this time, he was intoxicated and looked over, only to find that the pier on the trestle was empty.

Zhao Xiong felt inexplicable, before he was about to close his eyes, the trestle was still full of people, why was it empty for a while?

"Zhao Xiaodonkey, why is this, why is it empty for a while!"

Zhao Xiong pointed to the trestle that was getting closer and closer to the patrol boat.

Zhao Xiaodonkey had an arrogant face, and while asking Liu Sheng, the head of the house, to command the people to pack up the tributes piled up in the cabin, he said:

"Now Hanzhuang Town, it is your own land, at least near Fuzi Wharf, who dares to eat the gall of the ambitious leopard and not give you face?

The red flag was hoisted high on our ship, Fu Bo's eldest son is blessed, and now the "little tax collector" at the dock should see our red flag, and the people on the bridge probably drove him away! ”

Zhao Xiong nodded in his heart, he knew that Fu Bo's eldest son Fu Qi had come to the dock of Hanzhuang Town half a year ago and became a tax collector.

He sighed in his heart, he finally knew that his Zhao Xiongba's previous name in Hanzhuang on the Grand Canal was not covered!

But it's not a good name!

Fuzi Wharf is the official wharf of the gate official office, and Fu Qi is the small official of the lock official office who takes care of the wharf.

Fu Qi collected the bridge tax on the dock in the afternoon, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a patrol ship with a red flag embroidered with a golden tiger head, waving in the wind.

Of course, Fu Qi knew that this was the battle flag of the Evil Tiger Gang, and it must be that the gang leader Xiong Ye had come to take up his post at the gate office, so he hurriedly cleaned up the field.

In the past, he was stunned and didn't see the sedan chair when he got off the boat, and he must have lost his temper, which was terrible, and he didn't want to be offended.

So, prepare the sedan chair and wait for Zhao Xiong to get off the boat.

Because there are three gates in Hanzhuang Gate, there are eight officials in the gate office, which is two more than the Taierzhuang Gate Office headed by Feng, the boss of the top.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty are rated, called the officials of the economic system, which belong to the official government, and the system also allows officials outside the economic system, but there is no labor and food, and they also rely on bad rules to earn.

In Zhao Xiong's view, most officials are 'in power' and want to do whatever they want, but society is so fair.

He recalled in his head that in his previous life, a lot of power was given to the people below.

Don't look at the flattery of the little officials now, once they have an attack, it will be fatal.

In the past six months, I have seen the blessings of the wharf, and I have lived a good life by relying on the gray income of the Fuzi wharf, because I am the son of a family, and I am the most loyal to Zhao Xiong.

Fu Qi stood on the bridge and watched the patrol ship dock, and nodded happily to greet him.

Zhao Xiong jumped off the boat and stepped forward to look at Fuqi, and suddenly patted Fuqi twice on the shoulder, and said:

"You kid, you've been blessed in the past six months, and your belly has become fat, so that Fu Bo has to be angry to death when he sees it, haha!"

The blessing is also joyful and said to him: "I will eat with the blessing of the old lady, and in the future, the ninth master will sit in the Hanzhuang Gate, which is the blessing of Hanzhuang Town and the blessing of the Grand Canal!" ”

Zhao Xiong asked, "Didn't Li Hai come to the official office in the past two days!" ”

Fu Qi said with a smile: "Since you cleaned up that fat pig Li Chao, Li Hai has never come to Hanzhuang Gate again. ”

"Has anything happened in the past few days?"