Lu Ming

Chapter 169
Hu Xian, with penetrating handwriting, thick eyebrows and big eyes, broad shoulders and thick back, has a finger-sized mole on his forehead.This person was the first small leader of the beggar gang to support Zhou Tong, and he has been in charge of taking care of the refugees in Moyun Temple afterwards.

Comrade Hu Xian, in order to maintain his status as a new rich man, he carefully disciplined the refugees, worked hard to win over his boss, and was loyal to the time-traveling forces. Before he knew it, he had already reached a very high position: the escort of the fleet. class.

The four medium-sized ships departing from Moyunguan started "loading" at 9:[-] p.m.In this era, there are no street lights, only will-o'-the-wisps. Three miles out of the city, it is already pitch black, with no trace of people, and it is all illuminated by the stars above the head.

The refugees with shaved heads and short coats lined up in the dark and were escorted onto the boat.There are temple guards holding crossbows and night vision goggles hanging on their chests everywhere. Regardless of whether the refugees are willing or not, the voyage to the light has already begun at this moment, and it is irreversible.

By the time the Moyunguan fleet loaded up and arrived at the gate of Tangzhuang, it was already past 10 o'clock at night.Led by the Gouyan, which was first purchased by the crossing crowd, the four large ships had already lined up along the river at this time, and the battery headlights were neatly lit on the deck of the ship, and the latecomers slowly docked under the guidance of the lights and walkie-talkies Beside the big boat, two by two.

The wide ramp is lowered from the big boat, which is a special stepped springboard for easy climbing.The next moment, the hatch opened, and the people inside were released one by one from the dark cabin.As soon as they came out, the gang was dazzled by the headlights, but this was intentional: in the past, there were always some "smart people" who planned to dive into the water after getting out of the cabin, and these people were either shot to death by crossbows or killed by They were caught and beaten violently, so the improved transfer process does not give these people a chance at all.

As soon as the fake monk Pu, who was dizzy and could not keep his eyes open, was pushed onto the diving board by someone, the order came from next to his ears, which made them, who had been training in Moyun Temple for a period of time, start to climb up subconsciously. Then the scratching hook on the top of the head also arrived, and with a pull from the back of the shoulder, the person boarded the big boat.

The "cargo" transfer process after many improvements is short and concise, simple and fast, simple but not simple.The sailors cooperated tacitly at this moment, and the procedures were proficient. One by one, the refugees who climbed up from the bottom of the bilge returned to the dark cabin in less than a minute.

During the entire transfer process, Xiongdao, who was in the best observation position, spent most of the time observing the dark wilderness in the distance with infrared telescopes.His attention was mainly focused on outsiders, such as some thieves who came to Tangzhuang to steal things. The commander of the fleet and Hu Xian were in charge of the fleet, so he didn't need to worry too much.

One and a half hours have passed since all the 600 refugees changed boats.At this time, four medium-sized boats began to enter the river bend under the guidance of lights, and then slowly turned around and returned to Moyun Temple.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at this time, adjusted their status one after another, and waited for the arrival of the second batch of "goods".

Under normal circumstances, on the night before the sand boat fleet sets sail, Moyun Temple will always send different numbers of refugees, sometimes one wave, sometimes two waves: this depends on the amount of other groceries on the sand boat.

And tonight is destined to be a sleepless night: the tidal disaster that will come in July will cause a large number of hungry people around Hangjia Lake, so at present, Hangzhou Station needs to increase the traffic volume of refugees.

Including the refugees stranded in Moyunguan, as well as the young men and excavators who "stored" in Zhou Tong's hands, these people are all on the list. Evacuate all "placement positions" to accommodate newcomers.

Of course, in this way, it is necessary to take some risks.

By the time the fleet arrived at Tangzhuang again from Moyun Temple, it was already 3:10 in the middle of the night, which was much later than usual—the deck of the ship was also risked to be full of "cargo" this time, and these people were in groups of [-]. It was tied here with hemp rope.

This time it was a lot of trouble. After the bound people stumbled and climbed onto the sand boat, there was an extra procedure to untie the hemp rope, which not only wasted time, but also increased noise and confusion—a "smart man" finally found a gap, and from The boat gang Yuyue jumped down the Tanghe River.

There will always be this kind of imaginative people, probably think that crossing over spends money to fatten them up, and they are used to make human meat buns, and today is the day to be put in the cage, so they always look for opportunities to jump into the river.However, these were nothing in front of the prepared guards holding infrared crossbows - before the jumper fell into the water, he was shot through by two carbon fiber crossbow arrows in the air, and died at the bottom of the river without a sound.

The trick of scaring chickens and monkeys is always effective, although it is not what the knife-wielder wants.Then the speed of the transfer personnel suddenly accelerated, and finally when a trace of white belly appeared on the horizon, the last refugee was sent off the cabin.

"Huh" People who have been busy all night can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Last night's operation was the largest transshipment in the history of the crossing fleet. A total of 1400 refugees were stuffed into the cabin. Except for a small amount of rice, there are only people in the sandboat, and no other groceries are loaded.

"Thanks for your hard work, old Xiong. We drank the wind all night on the roof." Wang Bo, the commander of the Sand Fleet and the captain of the Dog Eye, stood at the bow of the ship at this time, and said to Comrade Xiong Dao who came to see him off with a smile.

"I'll lie down and sleep when I go back, and you have to take shifts to sail the boat, which is hard work!" Xiong Dao nodded with a smile, and shook hands with Wang Bo tightly: "Be careful on the road, take care all the way!"

"Take care of yourself!"

The revolutionary comrades just waved goodbye.A few hours later, when those who came out of Hangzhou City came to Tangzhuang Building Materials Market, they would find that the four large sand boats parked in the river bend had quietly disappeared.

After Mr. Xiong sent the fleet away, the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. He yawned and went back to the house to catch up on sleep. Well, it was really hard to blow the cold wind all night.When the master got up, it was already lunch time, and the time for the Dragon and Phoenix special attack team had already turned back to the Mingshang template Batman was over.

After lunch, Xiong Dao sat in the study and drank tea while reviewing the work during this period: the overall situation is good, the market has finally been regulated, and the large-scale population transfer experiment was successful last night. Time-suspended jobs picked up.
Xiong Dao thought of this, got up and took down a thick stack of letters and name cards from the bookcase, and began to look through them carefully.

Before that, Xiong Dao signed a contract with the sea merchant Lin brothers. After that, the results of Lin's transportation of iron materials to Dayuan were very good, and both parties were very satisfied.Originally, Xiong Dao was going to make persistent efforts, but who would have thought that one thing after another would cause him to suspend his plan, now that he has time, he plans to continue his homework.

In the afternoon of that day, a servant set off from Tangzhuang to post posts to several households in Hangzhou. In the early morning of two days later, Master Xiong set off from Tangzhuang with a few followers and went into the city.

Xiong Dao and his party disembarked from the Qingtai Gate, hired a sedan chair on the spot, and went straight to the Zhangzhou Guild Hall.

The Zhangzhou Guild Hall is on the street at the entrance of Chunyou Bridge, not far from Qingtai Gate. It didn’t take long for Master Xiong and his party to arrive at the entrance of the Guild Hall. Not long after the entourage went in to report, two businessmen in red Zhangsha gauze came out of the Guild Hall Come.

The two sides exchanged polite words first, and then Master Xiong ordered his followers to carry the four-color water gift, and everyone entered the hall together.The Zhangzhou Guild Hall covers a large area, and the functional buildings such as flower hall, restaurant, guest room, and auditorium are well equipped. After Mr. Xiong and his party entered, they opened a private room, and the three of them sat down to watch tea.

These two businessmen were both surnamed Xie, with bronze faces. The one in his forties was called Xie Fuqing, and the other in his thirties, with a dark face and brows, was called Xie Chushui.

The Xie family is a Zhangzhou maritime merchant, with great wealth and power, and the boat gang is also a bandit and a merchant. The business scale is much larger than that of the Lin brothers who went to the big officials before.The owner of the Xie family in Zhangzhou is named Xie Fubei, and among the two in the shop today, the older Xie Fuqing is the manager of the Xie family's Jiangnan branch, and is of the same generation as the owner, while the dark-faced Xie Chushui next to him , is the "adopted son" of the Patriarch of the Xie family.

"Adopted son" means "adopted son".

During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Fujian maritime merchants had the custom of adopting sons. Maritime merchants bought boys from poor families as their sons, raised them and sent them to sea. There were many such cases.

"I just found out a few days ago that the people who occupied Dayuan Island were actually Master Xiong's gang. I have no eyes. I saw a hero today. I am disrespectful and disrespectful!" Start talking to Master Xiong.

"It seems that the news has finally reached Hangzhou." Xiong Dao was not surprised: "Where, the brothers also took advantage of the lax defense of the 'Helan people' and succeeded in a sneak attack. You can't be a hero."

After exchanging pleasantries like this, the atmosphere in the private room is a little different: now the identities of each other have been revealed, and both parties are agents arranged by a maritime (pirate) gang in Hangzhou.

Knowing each other's identities, the polite words can be omitted: "I don't know what is the purpose of Xiongtai's visit today?" Xie Fuqing asked seriously at this time.

Xiong Dao saw that he got to the point, so he nodded and said: "The popularity of Dayuan Island is not very high now. My brother heard that Xie's boat is going to return in the near future. I don't know if your boat would like to drop by to visit Dayuan? Hehe, how long is the delay?" After a few days, I am sure your lord will be happy to bring back some exotic goods from Dayuan Island to Zhangzhou."

"Haha, brother, you have a good plan." Xie Fuqing raised his head and smiled when he heard this: "To tell the truth, Mr. Xiong, the Xie family's cargo is going to Luzon with Beifengwei. It was fixed last year, so it’s really not good to make another trip.”

"Oh, that's how it is. That's really brother, atonement." Hearing this, Xiong Dao knew that he couldn't force it: it's the end of the north wind season, and if the Xie family's boat is rushing to Manila, then the time is right. I'm already very nervous, if I abduct the senior staff midway, it is likely to encounter headwinds and delay the voyage.

After figuring this out, Xiong Dao could only say one thing: "If so, please tell your family master that in the future, you welcome Xie's boats to trade." After saying this, he planned to leave after a few more polite words.

However, Xie Chushui, who was sitting by the side, said something that made Xiong Dao raise his eyebrows: "If it's raw silk, it's fine. The Xie family has often traded with officials and gangs in recent years. I'm afraid I don't have much goods before going." Great trade."

(End of this chapter)