The boatmen on the cruise ship are all born and raised in the Taihu Lake water area, so they are naturally very familiar with the Taihu Lake water network, Qian Qingjian only slightly dialed the direction, and the cruise ship sailed north. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Autumn is high and cool, the south wind on the lake is gentle, the sails are agitated, the big ship is fast and steady, the sunset hangs on the Maji Mountain on the port side of the lake, and the Sanshan Island in front has loomed.

By the time the boat crossed Maji Mountain, crossed Guanzhang Mountain, and docked on the south shore of Sanshan Island, it was already dusk.

"Let's stay on these three mountain islands tonight. Qian Qingjian got off the boat first, and the ten elders took out some luggage from the carriage on the ferry behind them, and the group walked towards the island.

Qian Qingjian knew that Chixiazhuang and Xuanshuangzhuang were both on this island. Qingyunzhuang and Jinfengzhuang are on Hengshan Island in Taihu Lake.

When Li Mochou died, Qian Qingjian was in a state of escape by Xiaolongnu. Sixteen years later, Qian Qingjian once came to Sanshan Island to find Li Mochou's relics. After all, the fire in the backyard of Marshal Lu's mansion in Xiangyang City burned Li Mochou's bones, and even if Qian Qingjian wanted to erect a tomb for Li Mochou, he still needed to find her clothes before her death.

A group of people walked along the path stepped out by the predecessors, the island is full of tea trees, sometimes there are some yellow peach trees, full of greenery, the air is filled with a unique fresh smell, a mountain villa is hidden in the trees, revealing the eaves and corners, quite a deep and quiet artistic conception.

"This is your property?" Yue Lingshan asked curiously.

"No, this is Xuanshuang Village, our family's ...... Uh, the property is in front. Qian Qingjian was halfway through saying that he realized that there was a problem with his words, and he inadvertently included Yue Lingshan in his family, but he didn't change it. Why bother to change it? In front of so many people, there are traces, but it will make Yue Lingshan feel embarrassed.

The group turned the hill in front of them, only to see two hills behind, no wonder this island is called Sanshan Island, Qian Qingjian pointed to the smoke curling on the eaves of the mountain in the northwest and said: "This is our Chixia Village, but now someone may look after our house, let's come, they can end their mission." ”

Everyone followed his gesture to look, only to feel that the villa around the trees lush, flowers and leaves, at this time is bathed in the golden sunset, the scenery is really good, it is indeed better than Luoyang's Xiaoao Jianghu Garden, can't help but praise one after another, the pace of the feet has also accelerated, just look forward to the home to see what the situation is.

There are really people in Chixia Village, and not one person, but more than a dozen families, the men are smoking and drinking tea in the open space in the courtyard, some of the women are weaving fishing nets, and some seem to be preparing dinner, and the children are running and chasing all over the yard, cheering. Where's the housekeeper? This is the permanent resident.

It's just that when Qian Qingjian and his party entered the manor, the manor fell silent all of a sudden. Men, women, and children had stopped what they were doing, and looked at the men at the gate with some fear.

The three beauties in this group don't say anything, but only say that this new ten elders of the Supreme Sect, which one is not a character with blood on his hands? All of them have powerful aura, fierce flames, and entering Zhuangzi is like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and the sheep will naturally tremble.

"This Chixia Village is mine. Qian Qingjian walked into the courtyard first, and calmly stated this fact, he did not say this to a certain person, but announced the sovereignty of this place to everyone,

"So, I need you to pack up and move out of here now. Of course, I came relatively suddenly, and perhaps caused some trouble in your life, I can provide you with a settling-in fee, so that you can buy a house in Suzhou City, or you can also build a new house on this island. ”

Perhaps feeling Qian Qingjian's kindness, a stunned man knocked the cigarette pouch in his hand on the sole of his shoe, and said: "This distinguished guest, more than a dozen of our fishermen live here, and the owner of Xuanshuangzhuang lent us the house in front, you let us move, do you want to talk to the owner of Xuanshuangzhuang first?"

"Bold! What is the owner of Xuanshuang Village? It is also worthy of our master ......," Bao Dachu immediately rebuked Zhuang Min.

"Old Bao and live. Qian Qingjian stopped Bao Dachu, what kind of score is he posing with a fisherman? He turned to the man and said kindly: "You take the silver taels and leave, if it is not easy to settle down tonight, I can provide you with some tents, if you feel that you can't get over the hurdle of the owner of the Xuanshuang Village, this is also easy to do, you let him come to see me, if he does not come, then I will visit him tomorrow, in short, these things have nothing to do with you, you can go now." ”

Perhaps because Qian Qingjian was too kind, the fishermen's sense of awe was reduced, and a shirtless man with knotted muscles rolled his eyes and said, "You said let us move, do we have to move?" Who are you?"

Qian Qingjian smiled and didn't speak again.

At this time, the sunset has fallen on the west shore of Taihu Lake, the sky has been darkened, Qian Supreme's smile is an order, in the twilight hazy, the fishermen only felt that their eyes were flowering, a black shadow flashed, the shirtless man had already risen into the air, wow wow screamed and landed on the wall of the village, just riding there, only frightened and trembling.

Of course, everyone on Qian Qingjian's side could see that this was Bao Dachu's advance and retreat, and he used his grappling hand to throw the man away to deter everyone. However, the fishermen still didn't understand what was going on, Bao Dachu looked left and right, and saw a tea tree next to him that was half dead, so he shouted: "Those who don't move, there is such a tree." After that, he grabbed the upper branch of the tea tree with his left hand, and his right hand was like a knife, cutting it on the trunk, and the tea tree with the thickness of the bowl was cut into six or seven pieces, and they fell to the ground one after another.

Is this hand still a hand? This is even more powerful than a knife and an axe, and the fishermen saw it this time, and shouted, and each took his wife and children to clean up the bedding and household goods, and some of them were timid, and they didn't want anything, so they turned around and ran out.

"Don't run away yet! Sang Sanniang, you give them silver taels, ten taels is enough for a family, right?" Qian Qingjian estimated, at that time, eight taels of silver was equivalent to one tael of gold, which was estimated to be about 1,000 yuan in modern China, and 10,000 yuan per family to buy a house was indeed more than enough. After all, the Ming Dynasty was vast and sparsely populated, and there were no developers or real estate speculation groups, and the government did not rely on this to maintain financial revenue and raise the farts of chickens.

"I don't need so much, master!" replied Sang Sanniang.

"It doesn't matter if you give more, don't let people say that we bully the people, I have always looked down on those who bully the people, don't accidentally fall into that dirty ranks, it's not good. ”

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The fishermen dragged their families to the south shore of Sanshan Island with their families and rice grains, and several of them had already gone to report to the owner of Xuanshuang Village, and the rest of them were about to board their own fishing boats and rush to Suzhou overnight, but they met with three awning boats that were docking.

The fishermen were so frightened that their legs were weak, because the people who came down from the canopy boat were even more frightening, because the composition of this group of people was too mixed, they were monks, Taoist priests and lay figures, and the key was that the lay people still held swords in their hands. What's going on today?

A thin and short old monk smiled even more than the young man just now, "Amitabha, why did your donors leave the boat overnight?"

A fisherman who believed in Buddhism had a deep impression of the old monk, so he told what happened in Chixia Village, and the old monk listened to it, and his eyes lit up.