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Volume 1, Chapter 123 of Yan Cunzheng: One Ship of Weapons and Five Ships of Food

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    See the fastest update These ships arrived at the port of Mengcheng and were all unloaded. Zi Baifeng ordered another ship to be brought over.  That is a pendulum boat, a boat from a grain merchant in Zhongqushan. Because this kind of boat is not easy to buy and the cost is not high, the grain merchants in Zhongqushan often buy one and get one free, and buy grain and give it to the boat.  Weapons that would not fit in seven or eight small boats were installed in the swing boat, and the waterline was lowered just a little. With the addition of a dozen big men, it was still stable.  " However, this time it was not just this swing boat, but there were five swing boats behind it. They were the ships of Zhongqushan grain merchants.  These days, in addition to preparing for the weapons business, Zi Baifeng is also planning another business.  In fact, Zi Baifeng had already started planning this business when refugees began to pour into Jiuyan Township. He knew that when the war came, the prices of many things would increase, especially war supplies, and among war supplies, the most important ones were  Food, grass and weapons.  So Zi Baifeng showed his power to the grain merchants in Zhongqu Mountain and persuaded them, saying that he would provide protection and let them go to the south with Zi Baifeng's caravan to sell grain.  Businessmen are always seeking profit. As the saying goes, capital becomes active with 20% profit, takes desperate risks with 50% profit, and dares to trample all laws with 100% profit.  If you only get three hundred percent of the profit, you risk hanging your head.  Melon is an excellent war food, and it can be sold at a higher price at this time.  What's the point of being a little dangerous?  Find wealth in danger!  Others said that Zi Baifeng had a sharp eye and saw business opportunities, especially Hu Caijun, and they admired Zi Baifeng. He found that he still couldn't compare to Zi Baifeng in terms of courage. No wonder Zi Baifeng was prosperous.  rise.  But this time, he no longer planned to sit idly by. He once again met with his grandfather Hu Tianhua, the leader of the Hu clan, and persuaded him to take shares, and then Hu Caijun came forward to lobby the grain merchants in Zhongqu Mountain.  Then, the number of grain ships heading to the south increased from three to five.  But only Luo Qianshan knew the reason why Zi Baifeng did this. Zi Baifeng had always felt guilty about transporting weapons to the south, so he could only compensate by transporting food.  Luo Qianshan didn¡¯t know whether he should tell Zi Baifeng. It was not necessarily good or bad to transport grain to the south at this time. In the end, he pretended not to know and kept it to himself.  As long as you have a clear conscience, that's enough.  The north wind was blowing, and the cold wind was biting. The sails hung on the pendulum boat were tightened by the wind. More than ten long oars were stretched into the water and shook vigorously. One ship of weapons, five ships of grain, and six ships in a row broke through the water and set off a storm.  Waves of waves, amidst the blessings of "bon voyage" from everyone, slowly left the port and sailed along the Meng River towards the Yang River.  A flag rose from the ship at the front. It was a big "zi" character, which meant that the ship belonged to Zi Baifeng.  Many people in Jiuyan Township and many people in Mengcheng were standing on the shore at this time, watching the fleet that carried the hopes of many people slowly go away.  Little Shitou stood next to Zi Baifeng. It was rare that this little guy suddenly became inspired by poetry. He opened his mouth and chanted: "The wind is rustling and the water is cold. When the strong man is gone" "Pa!" Zi Baifeng slapped him.  He pricked his hands slightly and said on his green scalp, "Talk too much!" "Little Shitou, you are reading it wrong, you cannot read this poem at this time" Xiao Tuozi accused Xiao Shitou of being ignorant and incompetent.  "Haha" I don't know who laughed first, and then there was a burst of laughter from the shore.  Zi Baifeng couldn¡¯t help but laugh, as if his depression and worries were swept away.  "I will definitely come back safely!" He clenched his fist tightly.  On the Meng River, a young fisherman put up a pergola, looked at the huge grain boat in front of him, and shouted: "Dad, pull over quickly! Those bad guys are here again!" "What are you talking about! Watch out!" The fisherman man  He reached out and slapped his son on the head, "That's the scholar's boat!" The young man stood up, looked at the flag hanging on the boat, laughed, and said, "It really belongs to the scholar! It's for sale.  Have you got food?" The young man suddenly showed an envious look: "I really want to go to the south Dad, what is that thing that the scholar is singing about?" The fisherman man has a good voice and sings fishermen's songs all day long.  Gently rocking the oar, the oar rippled with water, moved out of the way of the water, and began to sing.  His voice was hoarse and full of metallic charm, but it was majestic and loud, resounding across the Meng River.  "Egrets are flying in front of Xisai Mountain, peach blossoms are flowing in the water, and mandarin fish are fat. Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle." (I always feel that at this time, we should sing "Let's swing the oars") Simple yet simple  The unique singing voice sounded from all directions, fishermen men, fishermen girls, old men rocking oars,The young men who were dancing all raised their heads and sang this song from another time and space - Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle, no need to return!  Winter is coming, can spring be far behind?  ¡­ As soon as Mr. Wang walked not far from the study, he saw Zi Baifeng sitting on the threshold without any image, with his back leaning against the closed door of the study, his head moving bit by bit, trying to catch up on his sleep.  Texue stretched out her neck and arched him to prevent him from falling to the ground.  The husband feels a little distressed in his heart. This child is so busy these days. Sometimes, he really wants to help him share some of the burden.  He gently patted Zi Baifeng on the shoulder. Zi Baofeng was talking in his sleep: "Sir, don't hit me, I was wrong" The gentleman was angry and funny, and pushed him again, and then let him go.  Zi Baifeng opened his eyes in confusion.  "Why are you free to come to me today?" Some time ago, if Zi Baifeng came to Mengcheng, he would often come to see his husband, but these days, he is really too busy.  It seems that this young man¡¯s cheeks have sunken and he has lost a lot of weight.  "Sir, I'm here to borrow a book from you." Zi Baifeng said.  "Borrow a book? What book to borrow?" The gentleman was stunned. Zi Baifeng was famous for his strong memorization of knowledge. Any book he had read was firmly engraved in his mind, and it was almost impossible to forget it, so he wanted to  It's really difficult to find a book that Bo Feng hasn't read.  "No one else has this kind of book, but you definitely have it," Zi Baifeng said.  "Aboutcultivation?" The gentleman thought for a while and could only ask this.  Zi Baifeng shook his head and said, "No, I want to read history books." History books?  The gentleman looked at Zi Baifeng with wide eyes, as if he had heard something shocking: "Why do you want to read history books?"  , you can tell the difference." Zi Baifeng shook his head, "I always thought it was strange, but I couldn't remember what was strange, but now I understand." Zi Baifeng said, "I have never seen it since I was a child.  There is no history book.¡± Zi Baifeng thought about it for himself. Among the books he had read, there was no compiled history book. The closest thing he had read to a history book was the Mengcheng County Chronicle, which he looked up when he was doing the accounting.  I flipped through it and saw it, but it was just the county annals.  Others are the genealogy of each village, such as the Yan family's "Jade Scripture".  "I asked many people, but no one had a history book, so I came to see the gentleman." Zi Baifeng said, looking at the gentleman with hopeful eyes, hoping that the gentleman could give him some hope.  But the gentleman smiled bitterly and said, "I don't have such things as history books here." "Why?" Zi Baifeng felt strange. He originally thought it was because Mengcheng was located in a remote location, so there were fewer books, but now he sees  Come on, that's not the case.  "Didn't you already tell me the reason?" The teacher repeated the sentence that Zi Baifeng had just read: "Use copper as a mirror to correct your clothes; use people as a mirror to understand gains and losses; use history as a mirror to know the ups and downs.  "That's really good What if someone doesn't want others to know what happened?" Zi Baifeng frowned, thinking about his words. Indeed, in the history of previous lives, there were people who were punished for historical reasons.  Countless.  Most of the history books compiled in previous lives were also in the hands of the imperial court.  "But there will always be people who are curious and want to write about it." Zi Baifeng said, "History is always written by the victors. Don't the victors want others to record their victories?" "History is always written by the victors.  Written by the winner" The gentleman was stunned for a moment, then savored the sentence carefully, then shook his head and said with a smile, "This sentence is really good, but what if there is no winner?"  "There will always be a winner." Zi Baifeng said, how could there be no winner in this world?  "What if the winners are always those people? No matter how hard they struggle or what the result is, they are always the ones who win in the end" The gentleman raised his head and looked at the sky. At that moment, his eyes seemed to be flowing.  The long river of sadness condensed into the entire life almost drowned Zi Baifeng.  Zi Baifeng turned his head hurriedly. He suddenly remembered the man who killed Senior Ba Dao.  ¡°A glance is like a knifeno, a glance is as long as a thousand years!¡±  "The one who killed Senior Ba Dao couldn't be sir, right? Because Luo Qianshan refused to accept him as his teacher, he became angry and killed Luo Qianshan's master?"  "And if this is the case, will I want to help Luo Qianshan or my husband?"  It¡¯s so confusing.  "What are you thinking about again?" The gentleman stretched out his ruler and gently saidIt hit Zi Baifeng's head and woke him up. He quickly avoided the teacher's ruler. Anyway, as long as he was hit by the teacher's ruler, nothing good would happen.  "Yes, we can learn from history to know the rise and fall, but if there is no rise and fall at all, if the winner is always the same person or the same force, they will naturally cover up the history and prevent anyone from understanding the history." Zi Baifeng suddenly said  He clapped his hands and said: "But there will always be people who want to know, so go investigate and record it."  When there is seclusion, there is also a literary prison, which has never stopped in every dynasty and every generation.
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