Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4341

Picking up the document, Qi Yuanfei handed it to Luo Xingchen.

Luo Xingchen opened it and found that it was written in two different characters.

There is one that uses tadpole-like characters, and the other is a font commonly used by Daqi.

"This is Western script." Lan Fenghuang, who was watching together, frowned slightly.

"The content of the two languages ​​should be the same. I probably understand some Western languages." Lan Fenghuang continued.

After reading this volume of documents, Luo Xingchen and Lan Fenghuang's eyes flashed in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, this time the pirates in Zhoushan disregarded the previous agreement and attacked King Wu's island base everywhere, and searched them wantonly, all for a little girl.

"Seven years old, fair skin, with Western blood, isn't that just Yingxiu!" Luo Xingchen said.

"Only Yingxiu fits the bill. In other words, Yingxiu is the bloodline of the queen of the Yajili Kingdom they are looking for. The Zhoushan pirates colluded with Westerners to kill Yingxiu!" Lan Fenghuang said.

Perhaps this is the most factual truth.

"Go back." Luo Xingchen ordered.

If the military advisor of the Zhoushan pirates is captured, the Zhoushan pirates will soon know that their secrets have been leaked. If they don't leave now, it may be dangerous to wait for the Zhoushan pirates' army to come to support them.

After all, a dozen warships can't deal with the more than a hundred warships of the Zhoushan pirates. Now that the raid has been completely won, it's time to leave.

36 strategies, go is the best policy!
……

More than a dozen warships retreated quickly like ghosts, and all the sailors moved quickly. This raid only lost a few sailors, which can be considered a very successful operation.

in the cabin.

Lan Fenghuang was holding a book in his hand and was reading it carefully.

"Aunt Lan, do you know why Qi Yuanfei is so excited about hunting whales?" Luo Xingchen was eating dry food when he suddenly remembered this matter.

"It was the first time I met a whale many years ago. Qi Yuanfei's younger brother was dragged into the sea by the whale and died. Later, when he saw the whale, he was excited and sad at the same time." Lan Fenghuang said.

"So it is."

Luo Xingchen decided that after going back this time, he would protect Yingxiu well, not to let her be like Qi Yuanfei's younger brother, and not to let himself have any regrets.

Even if his enemy is a huge and terrifying western power, he will not be afraid.

Changping Village.

When the young Luo Xingchen led his subordinates to fight the first beautiful battle against the pirates near the Zhoushan Islands, and returned triumphantly, at the same time, Changping Village thousands of miles away was buzzing with gongs and drums, and the entrance of the village was crowded with people.

Not only Changping Village, but almost all the men, women and children in the nearby Shiliba Village were mobilized.

On the stage under the old maple tree, the singers of the Liu family team sang and played on the stage, and the silk and bamboo orchestras were endless.

Small vendors in the nearby Qingshui Town heard the news. Those who fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and sugar cane all consciously set up positions on both sides of the pond, one after another.

There are people in front of the stage, people are crowded in front of the stalls, people are everywhere, it is extremely lively.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing didn't know about the thrilling things her son Chen'er had experienced outside. At this time, she bought a large amount of fried dough sticks wrapped in oil paper, squeezed out from the crowd, and then went to the front of the stage.

In front of the stage, a small stage was specially set up for her, the owner who paid the money, with a suitable distance from the stage, and an Eight Immortals table was just placed on the small stage.

There are three stools on three sides of the Eight Immortals table, and a warm bucket in the middle.

The four sides of the Eight Immortals table were simply fenced with wooden boards, and a roof was built on it to keep out the wind and rain.

A wooden ladder with five or six steps is connected to the ground and the platform. It is not very high, but it can be separated from the surrounding groups of villagers watching the theater.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing took the oil paper bag and briskly walked up the ladder to the table of the Eight Immortals.

"Old lady, aunt, aunt, mother, eat fried dough sticks. I have been watching the big fried dough sticks just out of the pan. They are delicious, fragrant and crispy!" She put the fried dough sticks on the table and said excitedly .

Every year in the first lunar month, the sales of fritters are the highest in all villages. Everyone likes to eat them, so Yang Ruoqing only buys fritters.

Mrs. Sun hurriedly took a deep-fried dough stick and brought it to Madam Zuo with her own hands, and greeted: "Miss Zuo's family, come here, eat and watch a show at the same time."

Mrs. Zuo didn't stick to it, and took one, "I have eaten a lot of deep-fried dough sticks, but this is the first time that it just came out of the frying pan."

Then, she took a bite, nodded, and praised: "It's delicious, crispy, and fragrant, Qing'er Niang, Qing'er Aunt, Qing'er Aunt, you all eat!"

Sun smiled and said, "Hey, eat them all, eat them all."

Then, Mrs. Sun pushed the oiled paper packets to Wang Cuilian and Mrs. Sun in turn, and Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Sun also took one and ate one.

"Qing'er, why don't you eat it? You bought this!" Mrs. Zuo asked.

Yang Ruoqing touched her stomach with a smile: "I ate too much at night, and I can't eat these dry ones. I'll go buy sugar cane later."

Mrs. Zuo smiled and said, "So that's how it is. Hey, it's better for you young people, who can still eat sugar cane. At this age, I want to eat sugar cane, but my teeth won't let me!"

Yang Ruoqing also laughed, and said: "If the old lady wants to taste the taste, how about I squeeze sugarcane juice for you later?"

Mrs. Zuo waved her hand: "No, no, it's too troublesome, and sugar cane has to be chewed by yourself to taste. It's really tasteless to squeeze out a bowl of juice."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Well, the old lady is right."

Mrs. Sun and the others also nodded in agreement.

Mrs. Zuo felt particularly benefited from the warm greetings and careful care of everyone.

She hasn't been as lively as she is now for many years, especially there are people everywhere, much more than Zuojiazhuang.

Mrs. Zuo narrowed her eyes. Today is the night of the theater, and the surrounding light is not very good. She will start singing after noon tomorrow. At that time, she will open her eyes wide and search among the crowd to see if there is any suitable girl. To be Junmo's daughter-in-law...

Old Mu's house.

"Ah!"

Zuo Junmo, who was playing against Mu Zichuan, suddenly sneezed loudly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Zuo Junmo turned sideways, took out a clean handkerchief from his cuff, and wiped it awkwardly.

Mu Zichuan smiled faintly, "It's okay."

He got up and went to the side, picked up a stick next to the charcoal stove, and lightly poked the fire a few times to make the temperature in the room a little higher.

After doing all this, Mu Zichuan returned to the table and sat upright, looked at Zuo Junmo opposite, and said, "Brother Zuo, do you want to stop for a while and have a cup of tea to warm your hands?"

Zuo Junmo had already dealt with himself, he turned around, smiled brightly at Mu Zichuan, and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)