"This... this ...
"Isn't this just like escaping from the wolf's den and entering the tiger's den? Going over there is like getting married."
"What are you talking about? Uncle Jiang is a loyal and honest man. He won't force you."
"Mom, is there no other way?
How could you bear to let me go so far? That's the exile area of Southern Xinjiang. It's such a remote place, I don't know how long it will take for me to come back to see you."
Yuchi Ziling was very conflicted about her mother's arrangement and didn't want to leave home so far away from home.
She grew up in the general's mansion and was accustomed to life in the capital. She felt a little scared when she heard about the place of exile. She heard that it was a deserted place and very desolate.
"Then what else can you do? If you stay in the capital, will Yang Zhe let you go? If you don't go to Southern Xinjiang, then tell me where else you can go outside the capital."
"..." Yuchi Ziling was speechless. Her growth trajectory was a straight line between the general's mansion, the military camp, and the capital. She had never traveled far.
"Pack up and leave at daybreak. If nothing unexpected happens, Yang Zhe will be here to block the door soon."
Su Hui reached out and touched her daughter's cheek, as if she wanted to remember more of her daughter's appearance, as she didn't know when they would meet again after this separation.
Yuchi Ziling, who was a bit thick-skinned, didn't feel too sad. She responded and went back to the house to pack her luggage.
"Bring two sets of men's clothes with you so it will be more convenient when you go out." Su Hui reminded from behind.
"Okay, mother. Remember to write to me when the trouble here is over, and I'll come back to see you."
"Yeah. Got it."
…
early morning.
The sky was turning pale as two riders on horseback rode out of the south gate of Rong'an City and headed south.
In Rong'an City, Prince Xuan's Palace.
A painful groan of "Aiya, ah" came from Yang Zhe's room. The ninth concubine was applying medicine on his face.
"Can't you be gentler? How did this clumsy guy fall for you in the first place? I am blind."
Faced with Yang Zhe's impotent rage, the concubine dared not say a word. She continued to apply the medicine with her head lowered, wishing she could finish applying the medicine to this guy quickly and leave.
After the concubine left, Yang Zhe called the charming brothel girl over. The two confirmed that it was a woman's voice last night.
"Come here, bring your guards and follow me to the Left Guard General's Mansion."
…
Binhai County, Xincheng.
A big yellow dog was hiding behind a pillar, shivering, with the chain around its neck pulled tight.
In front of the dog, a beautiful woman was making pancakes.
The shop sign behind the woman reads [Five Big Baked Buns].
"Dahuang, come here, I won't kick you." Jiang Hai greeted the big yellow dog while chewing on a sesame cake.
It's hard to say whether Da Huang has a good or bad life. He has lived in the new city since he was a child, and he has no worries about food and clothing. But the hard part is that every time he meets Jiang Hai, he gets kicked. He has been kicked since he was a child, and it has left a psychological trauma on him.
"Master, please stop bullying my Da Huang. Look how scared he is of you now."
The woman smiled and made pancakes for Jiang Hai and Wenzhi while persuading Jiang Hai.
"Oh, sister Xiaolian, you're already married, and you're still worried about this silly dog." Jiang Hai raised an eyebrow and said, "Won't you have no use for it now that you're married?"
"Who said that? Dahuang is fine." Xiaolian quickly spoke up for Dahuang.
Wenzhi took the pancake and sighed, shaking his head. Jiang Hai left with Wenzhi, grinning mischievously.
Xiaolian only realized what was happening when she saw Jiang Hai's meaningful smile. Her pretty face flushed.
"Oh, Master, you are so bad."
This is Young Master Jiang's daily life in the new city, playing with cats and dogs, and teasing little girls.
He lives a leisurely life and is a real local tyrant in Xincheng, but he is a little bit out of touch.
However, the people of Xincheng like him from the bottom of their hearts. It can be said that without him, there would be no Xincheng, and there would be no good life here.
After finishing the pancake, Jiang Hai wiped his hands on Wen Zhi, who dodged him with a look of disgust.
"Master, do you want to go to the shipyard? Wu Gong said yesterday that two ships are ready to be launched."
"Oh, this is so exciting, let's go, call Wu Gong to go with us."
The master and servant returned to their residence. Wu Gong was in the study, frowning as he processed documents, which were all information about merchants cooperating with Xincheng.
Jiang Hai walked to Wu Gong and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Wu Gong, come on, the young master will take you to the sea to play."
"I'm a decent man, I don't go into the sea."
Wu Gong slapped his dirty hands away and suddenly felt like hitting him. Damn it, he did it again, wiping his hands on someone else's after eating the pancake.
"Where are you going? Aren't you testing the boat? Pay attention to your rest. Let's combine work and rest, okay? If you tire yourself out, I'll be very sad, young master."
"Then let's go." Wu Gong threw a handkerchief to him in disdain.
The master, his servant and his two companions went out laughing, and of course it was Jiang Hai who was laughing the most.
The shipyard is located in the south of the new city, close to the South China Sea.
Although it would have been more convenient to build it directly on the seashore, the new city had not yet been fully developed in the early years, and Jiang Hai did not dare to be too ostentatious, so he dug an artificial canal to connect to Binjiang, the river closest to the South China Sea.
The entrance to Binjiang is also hidden, highlighting the word "Gou".
Normally, goods entering and leaving the city are shipped from the new city, transferred to the riverside through artificial canals and then into the sea, and then delivered to other places.
He has been struggling lately with the question of whether to build a larger shipyard on the seashore. As the new city grows, he needs bigger ships. The old shipyard is already stretched to its limits.
"Martial arts, this iron sheet is pretty good. Next time I rob pirates, I'll give them a few rounds to test the waters."
"..." Wu Gong was speechless, "Can I refuse?"
"Alright, it's your decision. You're a tech geek, and the young master admires you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Hai raised his crossbow and shot an arrow at the iron plate of the new ship.
With a "bang", the arrow broke and fell. Jiang Hai nodded in satisfaction.
"This synthetic steel is quite well made. Whoever made it, give me a reward."
"Lu Laotie's team has been rewarded. I heard last night that they booked Huayue Tower in the north of the city." Wenzhi said on the side.
"These old perverts, they just want to play with their dicks for a few bucks, they deserve to die of poverty." Jiang Hai sneered and took the two of them to the deck, looking at everything.
"Good, it met our expectations. Let's set sail and test our speed."
The sailor obeyed the order, inserted a large zigzag key into a hole at the stern, and began to shake his sturdy arms. "Thump, thump, thump," the diesel engine sounded, and Jiang Hai stood at the bow with a look of enjoyment on his face.
That's right, he had been hiding away for so many years and had even developed the diesel engine. However, he didn't have any oil mines, so he had to rely on spending money and using connections to get the oil, and it was all refined from kerosene.
The imperial court controlled the incendiary oil, but money can make the devil sell the oil. He collected it for a long time before he got some, and finally decided to use it on the warships.
So the current situation in the new city is very magical. The shipyard is full of noise, but the city still has an ancient style.
"Any news about pirates lately?"
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