Chapter 130 You Just Wait

"Your Majesty laughed. The position of Minister of Revenue is not one that someone without qualifications can hold. I no longer wish to be managed by others. I will just continue to be my Prince Anle!"

Qin Mo politely declined Wang Yushi's invitation. The imperial central government was not an easy place to work. Jumping directly to the position of Minister without going through the normal promotion process of Principal and Vice Minister was considered to be using irregular means, and he was unwilling to put himself in such a precarious position.

"With your talent, you should first take up a temporary post in the Ministry of Revenue, and then let the Minister of Revenue stay at home and claim to be ill."

As expected, Wang Yushi's solution confirmed Qin Mo's judgment.

"Having tasted the power, who would want to stay at home feigning illness?" Qin Mo had seen a group leader in his sixties in his previous life who clung to his position and wouldn't let go, let alone the Minister of the Six Ministries.

“Mine is… a real illness! As long as you’re willing, the rest will be taken care of.”

Wang Yushi leaned closer to Qin Mo, her crimson lips moving slightly, like the whispers of a demon from legend.

"I'd rather not block their path. Making money quietly is my favorite thing to do. For our cooperation, let's do it!"

Qin Mo actually looked down on the position of Minister of Revenue. The so-called money bag was ultimately just someone else's money bag. How could it compare to earning money and spending it as freely as you do?

“Very well, being a carefree prince suits your temperament.” Wang Yushi sat up straight, her expression dignified and serious, and drank the juice in her hand in one gulp.

Allen had disappeared at some point, leaving only Qin Mo and the other person silently eating meat and drinking juice.

"This juice isn't as good as the wine. You've become stingy, Mo."

"It's already bright. You should go back and rest for a bit. If you want to drink, I'll drink with you tonight." Qin Mo started clearing away the grill and dishes. He, as a prince, was quite conspicuous, and if others saw Wang Yushi, she would be even more conspicuous.

"I'll just rest. I hear you're a high-ranking official. How about you show me around?"

Wang Yushi gently smoothed her hair, which had been tousled by the sea breeze, transforming from a dignified and strong woman into a languid and beautiful young girl.

"I must say, Danfeng, you've come up with a great idea. I just happen to have a new ship."

The new single-masted schooner was very fast, but required very few sailors. Qin Mo and Wang Yushi were perfectly capable of handling it, provided that Wang Yushi didn't make things worse.

The ship was simple, with only one tall mast, a mainsail, and two foremasts and rigging sails, which were its sole source of power.

Qin Mo taught Wang Yushi how to steer the ship, while he himself did the work of a sailor, occasionally addressing Wang Yushi as "Captain." Although Wang Yushi didn't laugh out loud at his antics, her eyebrows were always upturned, and her bright, spring-like eyes conveyed her joy to Qin Mo.

After the ship reached the open sea, the wind and waves gradually increased, and the tall mast caused the ship to tilt, but the speed increased strangely. Waves splashed onto the ship from time to time, and since the bridge was open, Wang Yushi had to use her energy to deflect the splashing water to avoid getting her clothes wet.

"Actually, you can't experience the joy of sailing like this. What you're doing now is something that ordinary people can do, or even do better."

Open your mind and body, feel the power of nature, learn to fight against nature in the wind and rain... that's also a form of self-cultivation.

Qin Mo looked at Wang Yushi, who appeared calm but was actually gripping the helm tightly, and began to teach her how to enjoy the pleasures of sailing.

In fact, cultivation is about going against the grain. All cultivators spend their lives fighting against the heavens. Wang Yushi's childhood experiences made her heart more stubborn and hardened. Now, after hearing Qin Mo's words, she immediately let out all the pent-up frustration in her heart.

"Then what are you still doing here? Why don't you put on the spinnaker?" Wang Yushi's sudden cold shout made Qin Mo feel a little dazed. It was as if the time on Lake Baikal overlapped with the turbulent sea of ​​this great island.

"Oh! It seems I've been too lenient as captain; the sailors aren't very obedient!"

Wang Yushi was very dissatisfied when she saw Qin Mo, who was in a daze. She was having a great time and couldn't tolerate an unqualified sailor on her ship.

"Captain, it is my honor to serve you." Qin Mo smiled and performed a Western gentleman's bow, which finally made Wang Yushi's lips curl up. He deftly raised the spinnaker, making the sailboat seem as if it was about to leap out of the water.

A spinnaker is not as simple as a spherical sail. It needs to be made very thin and light, and it can break if not handled properly. It is also notoriously difficult to control, but its effectiveness is very obvious when the wind is down.

Wang Yushi also made a nimble turn, trying to match the wind direction to make the spinnaker work to its fullest potential. Rain started to fall, and the waves kept surging onto the hull, soaking her hair and clothes, but it ignited a fire in her heart. Once upon a time, it was with this fire in her heart that she broke through all obstacles and soared into the sky.

She couldn't help but let out a clear whistle, the sound reverberating in all directions; Qin Mo's whistle rose in harmony, and the two of them, in a single sail, slid diagonally across the sea, rising and falling into the distance.

"Let's lower the sails! We've gone too far..." Wang Yushi finally calmed down and said gently to Qin Mo.

"Oh! Actually, it's not far. Turning south from here leads to the southern tip of Taman Island. There's a new port there, which I've named 'Anping.' We can sail continuously and arrive by the next morning at the latest."

Qin Mo kept adjusting the sail ropes while responding to Wang Yushi. He had to keep making adjustments, otherwise the whole ship would be in danger. With a half-baked helmsman, the sailors could only cry out in despair.

"Your clothes are wet, we'll leave tomorrow!" Wang Yushi's voice was still gentle, but she casually tossed aside the rudder, forcing Qin Mo to quickly lower the sails, almost turning the boat upside down.

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