The boatmen got off the boat and pulled the ropes, and the sailors in the guardrail shouted: "Discontinue! Discontinue!"

Jia Cong and Jia Lian stepped out of the deck. The servants and girls protected Daiyu behind them. Before the rough slaves could carry them, the porters rushed in in a crowd: "Official, please help us locally. Which mansion in Yangzhou Prefecture? Which house? Which house? Let's say it and you will arrive immediately!"

"Please ask us Cao Gang!"

"We are from the tits!"

Jia Cong frowned slightly, Jia Lian smiled loudly, and turned to Jia Cong and said, "Look, local snakes are arrogant. If you ask them, you have to increase the price. If you don't invite them, you will not suppress local snakes. There are people behind these gangs. It seems that you are not at ease with me. You will go to Suzhou alone, so let's settle down in Yangzhou first."

"The second brother would like to ask the Cao Gang, the important place in Yangzhou salt farm. How could they not be familiar with the salt inspector's Censor?" Jia Cong said with an idea.

Speaking of Cao Gang, the Ming Dynasty had no climate. The Cao Gang of "My Qing Dynasty" was too big to lose. Zhao Yazhi, the Cao Gang in the braid show, rushed to Qianlong like a silly: "Fourth Master..."

Jia Lian agreed to the Cao Gang to pick up the cargo boxes and sell them, but the Yashang withdrew sadly. If it were ordinary civilian ships and merchant ships, they would definitely buy and sell them forcibly, but in front of them, they were the sign of the "Jiangnan Marketing and Warriors". Isn't it a tragic act of buying and selling forcibly?

The distant mountains circling like snails, and the water near the water is green and washed, and the water and sky are the same color. Jia Cong and Daiyu followed them up the stairs. The river water rises and shrinks, and the steps are long and long. At this time, they have reached only more than twenty levels left. The steps and the river water are in contact with each other. The green moss is sparse and sways with the water.

Butler Lin greeted him on the pier, and cried: "Miss, I'm back. Come on the sedan chair quickly. These two masters... I guess they were the master who said that the second master Lian? Mr. Cong? Please come on, please get on..."

"You don't have to be polite, this is my little brother." Jia Lian smiled gently, butler Lin said "Oh" and glanced at Jia Cong for another glance.

Lin Daiyu responded and said, "Brother Lian and Brother Cong are all staying at home."

Mr. Lin said: "It should be like this. I will go on a long journey for a while, so I will take a break before talking about it."

Jia Cong pondered for a while, but did not refuse. Look at Daiyu. Xueyan was holding a small wooden stool in front of the sedan door. Daiyu held Zijuan's hand into the sedan chair, with a green bead curtain. Lin Daiyu turned around and smiled, and a shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks.

The two brothers rode into the city and arrived at the gate of Yangzhou. There were vendors gathering, peddlers walked on the street, and merchants were chariots and horses in a row.

"Jiangdu Fangshu, Gaoyou duck eggs, fresh fish sashimi!"

"Yizheng Five-color Cake! Hibiscus Cake! Gardenia! Ten cents per piece! Fifteen cents per piece!"

The strong Jianghuai accent filled the city. After searching, when you enter the city gate, you can see the huge merchants in Huizhou passing by, singing and dancing, and being proud of them. Four-dimensional scarves, net scarves, melon-shaped hats, corrugated hats, temple fairs, juggling, oral skills, stages, and storytelling, everywhere, luxurious, grand, ancient, vicissitudes, and paradoxically filled this Yangzhou city with a population of 2 million.

Jia Cong said intimately: "I can't forget the ten days of riding on the crane tower, and I look forward to the past thousands of years by the Plum Blossom Ridge..."

Long Aotian and Sun Fu came back from buying fish sashimi. Jia Cong rode his horse and looked at the food box. He felt it was fresh, crisp, beautiful, and full of color, fragrance and taste. He asked, "Break and cooked?"

"It's raw fish sashimi, there are a lot of ingredients, so I'll keep it for you." Sun Fu quickly followed, and Jia Cong ate it regardless of his image. It's so cool to eat this in a hot day!

...

The Lin family's house was built in the north of the city, facing north and south. In front of the double-ring beast gate, there are two lion beast heads under the marble steps. There is a stream of live water on the left to rush out of the drainage channel. On the right is the central avenue, which goes directly to the government office, the salt transportation yamen, the back is backed by hills and buildings, and the wall is built outside. The garden is not small. The rich man in the south of the Yangtze River built a garden, and there are no less than thousands of gardens in Jinling. Yangzhou Slender West Lake is built by the Salt Merchants Institute.

What caused Jia Cong's strangeness was that opposite Lin's mansion was a manure factory.

According to the Ming Dynasty's "Crafting Gate" records: there is water in the left hand, road in the right hand, mountains behind, and manure in front. It is a complete set of blue dragons, white tigers, vermilion birds, and black trunks, which is the best Feng Shui treasure land. It seems that Lin Ruhai's Xingyuan house was built according to Feng Shui.

Butler Lin welcomed into the yard, turned the red sandalwood shelf opposite the door, the screen wall with the marble base, and went in the second and thirds to pass through the hall, and went into the garden and hung the flower door. They each searched for the Qingyou Pavilion in the backyard to arrange Jia Lian and Jia Cong, and ordered someone to receive the Jia carriages, horses, and people. Although Butler Lin greeted him with a smile, his frown expression was often revealed.

That night, Jia Cong fell asleep in a deep sleep, dreaming of a foreign land, and meeting with Duke Zhou. Living in another place was his habit in his previous life. It was like a bird flying out of a cage, but he didn't miss home at all.

...

The next day, Zijuan and Xueyan brought food. After eating, they seemed to be carefully selected Jiangnan vegetables. Zijuan stepped down and stood up. When he put out his clothes, she said, "Mr. Aunt has met the second master. I have been busy asking the doctor these days. I have a better complexion. Master Cong will go with me to pay homage."

"Okay." Jia Cong agreed, but he knew that Lin Ruhai would die on the third day of September this year, and he could do nothing about it. First, Lin Ruhai was a completely stranger to him, and second, he had never studied medicine. How could he have ups and downs when a stranger died?

Zijuan asked Xueyan to lead the way, Xueyan pouted and said, "Sister Zijuan, I can't remember it."

Zijuan snorted, "You are the one who serves the girl in person. I, an old lady, went south and walked over and remembered it once."

"I was very small at that time and I didn't have much impression of it." Xueyan explained. Zijuan shook her head helplessly, led her in front, and walked through a long corridor. The wind brought the fragrance of osmanthus flowers and the water drifted the branches of the lotus flowers. It was a little cool in autumn. She left the garden and hung the flower gate, crossed the courtyard and arrived at the study room outside the West Road.

A voice was heard outside the door: "Did Jia Cong win the scholar? His "Scholars" was sold to Jiangnan. I have read it for my father. I want to be in the thirty years of the scholar's examination. He has been taking the exam for twenty years. He was a scholar at the age of ten. It is rare for my brother to have such a son...he is rare...hehe..."

"Well... Father, stop talking."

"Master, girl, Mr. Cong is here." Zijuan reported outside the door, and Lin Daiyu in the door retreated.

Xueyan lifted the curtain felt, Jia Cong went in, and saw a middle-aged man sitting on a long robe sitting at the Grand Master's chair. He was tall and pale, and a few sleek pear wooden strips were placed on the table. He looked elegant and elegant. It was not difficult to see that this man was a handsome young man when he was young, so he visited with the etiquette of his juniors.

Lin Ruhai looked at him wearing a square flat scarf and thick-soled cotton boots in autumn and winter. He looked a little thinner, with a healthy and rosy complexion. He wore a black robe and a black belt. He held his hands with a weak hand. The superior who had been in charge for many years seemed to have strength: "Sit down, my brother is very lucky, it is hard for you to be famous at a young age."

"It's all a false reputation, and I dare not defeat it." The two of them passed these etiquette clichés first, and Lin Ruhai said slowly: "Liu Dongsheng and I are both Taiyuan (the elegant name of the Department of the Department of the Censorate of the Censorate). In recent years, I have heard of your deeds. Since I am a relative, I will not talk about it. You must have heard of Changlu Salt Farm in the Gyeonggi. On the side of Lianghuai Salt Farm in Yangzhou, Huizhou's huge merchants account for half of the national treasury. I wonder what your opinions are?"

Is it a test or something? Lord Lin, you don’t need to do this, Jia Cong blinked and thought about how to answer the questions.
Chapter completed!