Chapter 241 A Sudden Surprise! Marriage!

After taking care of the affairs in the village, Ling Qingyu went to see Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi when she had time. After hearing Yan San's words, she felt calm and no longer entangled, her face naturally regained its original look and expression.

"The weather is nice today, why don't you two collaborate on a calligraphy and painting?" Ling Qingyu finally couldn't help but said as he watched the two of them play chess one after another at the table.

Wang Xuanzhi glanced at her and continued playing chess.

You must be stingy! Ling Qingyu turned around and went to please Cheng Jia: "Master Cheng, I just got a good coral, why don't we go and appreciate it together?"

Cheng Jia looked at her funny and said, "You have a house full of treasures, but you are still thinking about our hard-to-find treasures?"

Who revealed this? Ling Qingyu suddenly changed his face to a righteous one and said: "As you said, our friendship can be measured by money?"

"What is our friendship?" Wang Xuanzhi asked lightly.

"This... should at least be considered a friend who has fought in the same trench." Ling Qingyu looked at Tiandao.

"Oh, friends are used to block knives." Wang Xuanzhi still said calmly.

Ling Qingyu suddenly turned his head and asked the bookcase: "Who taught your young master these messy things?"

The book desk pointed to Su Ce's figure slowly slipping away outside.

"Well, it's just a casual chat, why should we pay so much attention to it?" Ling Qingyu could only laugh. This can only be blamed on her. It was really embarrassing to hear what she said so unobtrusively.

"Then when did you become serious?" Wang Xuan paused, raised his head and looked at her and asked.

"Well, I remembered. I have some things to do, so I'm going to leave first. You guys take your time and play." Ling Qingyu quickly stood up and left.

"Xuanzhi, why do we have to get to the bottom of something that has no results?" Cheng Jia sighed and said.

Wang Xuanzhi threw away the chess pieces and said, "Let's go out for a walk."

"Eleven, you must not be so stingy when you grow up." Lying on the rocking chair and reading a book, Ling Qingyu said to Ye Shi who was busy in and out cooking.

"What?" Ye Shiyi put the dishes on the stone table and asked.

"As a man, isn't it okay to have three wives and four concubines? Look, I don't feel like I'm at a disadvantage, so men certainly won't be at a disadvantage, right? It's really hard to hold grudges for such a trivial matter until now!" Ling Qingyu turned the page of the book, muttered. If it weren't for that damn snake pill, would I be guilty? Our Yan San has a better figure and better skills than you, hum!

"Sister." Ye Shiyi called.

"Ah?" Ling Qingyu raised his head and followed Ye Shiyi's fingers to see the two people standing at the door of the yard.

Wang Xuanzhi held a roll of paper in his hand, and his face was so dark that he could shed ashes.

Ling Qingyu jumped up and ran back to the house.

A bitter smile slowly appeared on Wang Xuanzhi's face, and the persistence in his heart turned into sadness.

Seeing the two people setting up a painting table in the yard, Ling Qingyu used a cloth bag to take a bag of pearls from a box of pearls placed on the table, then walked out the door and quietly walked behind the two people.

Wang Xuanzhi's painting style is not as elegant as Cheng Jia's, but more delicate. A peach blossom tree is in full bloom, and the beauty under the flower looks up as if sniffing the fragrance of the flowers. Her dress is floating, and her figure is graceful. Although it is drawn with lines, it is Lifelike, the smile on the corner of the mouth and the waves in the eyes seemed to be alive.

Ling Qingyu was really shocked. He really didn't expect Wang Xuanzhi's painting skills to be so superb.

"Does it still catch your eye?" Wang Xuanzhi put down his pen and asked.

His tone had never been so calm. Ling Qingyu looked at him in surprise and saw that there was no trace of anger on his face. He was the elegant and elegant young man who knocked on the door for the first time when they first met.

"Send it to you." Ling Qingyu handed him a bag of pearls and said.

"Haha, what's this?" Wang Xuanzhi took it unceremoniously and said with a smile.

"This year's pearls can be used to make jewelry or be ground into powder and used as beauty products." Ling Qingyu picked up the painting and smacked the corner of her mouth as she said, "She is truly a peerless beauty. When I grow old, I will definitely Hang it in the bedroom.”

"Why wait until you grow old?" Cheng Jiaxiao asked.

"When I get old, I can tell my grandson, look how beautiful grandma used to be." Ling Qingyu said with a raised eyebrow.

"Sister, didn't you say that lying is not a good boy?" Ye Shiyi said as he brought the rice over.

"It's not a good boy to lie, but my sister will be an old woman at that time. It doesn't matter whether she is a good boy or not." As he said this, he took the painting directly back to the room.

In the following days, Ling Qingyu would handle matters in the main hall in the morning, and in the afternoon he would take the two of them out for a walk or listen to them playing the piano and watching them paint.

Half a month later, Yan San came back with a group of exhausted people.

The next day, Ram's ship returned from Dazhou.

"The price is pretty good. I heard that the incense in Da Zhou was out of stock, and the one that had it sold it at a very high price. Ordinary officials and people couldn't afford it, so as soon as we arrived, the goods were sold out." Mu smiled.

"All the cash given?" Ling Qingyu asked curiously, is there so much cash?

"There are gold, cash, copper coins, and goods for exchange. Boss, do you know how much goods we brought back this time?" Ram handed her the bill of goods.

One million pieces of silk fabrics, including light Luo, red, Luo, Shu, brocade and Dongsi Ling, two million pieces of porcelain, including Jun porcelain that could not be purchased before, and one million kilograms of tea, including Xiaolong Tuan. That's all, it's tens of millions of taels of silver!

"I left 300,000 jins of tea in Quanzhou. Here are the high-grade teas called Xiaolongtuan. They are said to be very valuable. I brought all the silk back, including 350,000 taels of gold and three million taels of silver. Five hundred thousand copper coins have also been placed in Quanzhou," Ram said.

"Which merchants were they sold to?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"There are many houses. When we went there, Mr. Fan happened to be in Quanzhou, so he contacted more than a dozen large commercial banks, and then levied one-tenth of the tax and paid 30% of the purchase price, all of which were exchanged in kind. Boss Ding said Mr. Fan used the items in the Fujian Road Transfer Envoy's warehouse, so there are more tea leaves."

No wonder it can be sold at this price, Ling Qingyu nodded in his heart, and would still like to thank Fan Ye if he had the chance to go back.

"This is the letter." Ram took out a stack of letters and said, "By the way, Mr. Fan asked about the Fengshen. I told you what you said. Mr. Fan's expression changed at that time, and he even asked Have I seen the Great Zhou envoy? I said I haven’t, but there are also extra ships that have come recently. I don’t know if others have seen it.”

"That's it, let's go back later." Ling Qingyu said.

"Then let's leave later." Ram said.

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Heishuiguan Camp.

Yang Zhao and He Li were looking at the newly delivered armor when the messenger hurried in and said: "General, letter."

Yang Zhao was stunned for a moment, then saw the words on the envelope, quickly took it over, and asked: "She's back?"

"No, it's a ship from Quanzhou. It's said to be a foreign ship, not the Ling family's." After the messenger finished speaking, he retreated first.

"This time the Wang family is afraid that they will suffer a loss." Yang Zhao said with a smile after reading the letter.

"What?" He Li asked heartily.

"Qing Yu wants Lamu to bring a fleet over for trade as a merchant from the Zhuluo Kingdom. Didn't Xiao Sui sell the last batch of goods to the Wang family and the Zhao family? The price is probably very low, and the prices sold in those shops are high That's outrageous. Now that four fully loaded sea-going ships have returned, the price will drop soon, and their goods will probably be out of hand." Yang Zhao said with a smile. His face darkened again when he saw it.

"What happened?" He Li kept staring at him and asked.

"Well, when we were going out, the Forbidden Army and the Wang family in the mission on the ship attacked first, and then they were attacked by the Xie family's ship. Yan San was seriously injured, and Qing Yu said... that he would come back later." Yang Zhao spoke slower and slower. ,road.

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Bazhou Zhao's army camp.

Zhao Yinfeng laughed loudly and said, "How much did the Wang family lose?"

"I'm afraid there are quite a few. They were planning to sell them at a high price at first, but I'm afraid not even one-tenth of the goods were sold. But, general, some of our Zhao family are also involved," Zhao Meng said.

"When you said that, I remembered that they haven't given us what they promised us this year?" Zhao Yinfeng raised his chin and looked at Zhao Meng.

Zhao Meng wiped his sweat and said: "General, please don't embarrass me. At this time, if you go to the eldest son to ask for armaments, the younger one will probably lose his life."

"Brother is smart and confused for a while, so what if the Ling family is stuck? Isn't there an extra ship coming?" Zhao Yinfeng said sarcastically, and then asked: "Then what happened to the Fengshen? "

"It is said that Mr. Fan has submitted a memorial. According to the news from Fan Ren, I am afraid that the Fengshen was attacked and the loss will not be small. But there is no news from anyone now. The Zhengshitang has ordered the Quanzhou Shipyard to build a ship and go to sea immediately." Zhao Meng replied.

"Why don't we just ask Quanzhou to build ships when we go out at the beginning?" Zhao Yinfeng sneered: "One is anxious to get the fragrance, and the other is thinking of other people's ships."

Zhao Meng was sweating and did not dare to answer. My third young master, you are becoming more and more outspoken now.

This year in Bianjing during the Great Zhou Dynasty, some families were happy and some were sad, but Lingjia Village had the most joyful year.

Ships from all routes gathered together, including crew members, sailors, villagers from Lingjia Village, and local indigenous people.

The New Year's Eve reunion dinner was even more spectacular than the one Cheng Jia and the others had arrived.

But this time, with Yan San smiling like that next to him, no one dared to risk his life by asking Ling Qingyu to drink. He drank them all by himself and watched Ling Qingyu take a sip with water instead of wine.

One soldier couldn't help but cry to his companions next to him, why do we have to drink all the water and the leader only takes a sip?

The companion said coldly: Go and tell the third master.

The soldier was speechless.

In the middle of the banquet, a circle was cleared in the village square. Some indigenous people performed dances, some set off fireworks, and some played drums. Amidst the sound of the drums, they danced around the circle.

Amidst the cheers, the bold man sang a boat song, and the shy girl was pushed up to sing a folk song. Sum also sang at the encouragement of Ling Qingyu. The singing voice seemed to soar into the sky, making the whole village excited. stand up.

Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi met the group of people led by Zhang. The group had been completely assimilated. They followed Fang Nianyuan's boat out and fought with the natives in Papua. Now they are completely half-bandits.

Those minor officials also took the time to tell Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi that they wanted to stay here. These people are all in Honglu Temple who specialize in studying extras. Now that they have such good conditions, they want to stay and study the extras seriously.

Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi had already taken off their fluttering white clothes and were wandering around the fields in short clothes. At this time, they joined this happy army without any psychological barriers.

In the excitement, someone suddenly shouted: "Master, when will you marry the third master!"

The middle of the place suddenly became quiet, and then the person who yelled woke up.

Ling Qingyu raised his head and glanced at Yan San, stood up, and said with a smile: "It's better to choose a day than to hit it. We two will get married today, okay?"

"Okay!" This time it was a loud cheer.

The New Year's Eve dinner turned into a wedding banquet, and fireworks bloomed all over the sky. Huang Jing and Zhou Tan quickly took people to the mountains to bring down new fireworks.

Ling Qingyu and Yan San were pushed back to the room to change into new clothes. Seeing the bright red dress, Yan San immediately understood that Ling Qingyu must have secretly prepared it early. I'm afraid the big man's voice was also prepared in advance. There were also more than the usual amount of fireworks and alcohol.

"Qingyu..." Yan San felt a little choked in his throat. Just as he was about to say something, he was pushed out.

"First we have to welcome the bride! Then we have to go to the church! Don't be anxious, I have plenty of time to tell you." Everyone laughed.

The sedan chair carrying the bride went around the village and then was sent into the main hall. There was no high hall, so Zhu Weili sat on the main seat and received a ceremony.

One is to worship heaven and earth, the other is to worship in the high hall, and the third is to worship each other.

Just like in a dream, Yan San was almost pushed away, but when he was finally sent to the bridal chamber, everyone shouted: "Take off the hijab now!"

Yan San's momentum exploded at this time. He hugged his wife and ran back to the backyard. He exposed her in front of you guys. What a beautiful idea!

The main house has been beautifully decorated, with red brocade tents, Liuxia windows, bead curtains made of thumb-sized pearls, a complete set of rosewood furniture, and a dazzling array of rare treasures on antique shelves. On the wall in the main room, The painting by Cheng Jia hangs there.

Although Yan San's Qing Gong was very high, he couldn't bear it and waited for a group of people in his new house. He couldn't drive them away, so he had to pick up the scale beam and lift the bright red hijab in front of them.

Yan San's hands were shaking a little. It took the third time to pick off the hijab successfully, causing bursts of laughter.

However, Yan San could no longer hear any sound, and only the charming face with blushing cheeks slowly raised in his eyes could be seen.

Her eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of water, sparkling like the most dazzling gems. Yan San's fingers unconsciously touched the crimson cheek, and then traced the smile on the lips.

"Okay, now don't show it to us. Get out quickly, people are waiting outside!" The people next to you laughed.

"What's going on, you still want to eat us." Ling Qingyu stood up, took Yan San's hand, and said with a smile.

"The bride has to go out too!"

"That's right, this should be the wedding of the head of our family!"