The most powerful patriarch in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 115 An Undeniable Deal
Fuqing, Sanshui Village.

Yuanyi Shipyard is located on the bank of the Sanshui River. The river is wide and the water is deep. It is less than two miles away from the sea. It is an excellent shipbuilding place.
It's just that weeds are overgrown here, there are ruins everywhere, and it looks desolate.
The nearly [-]-square-meter ruins and the nearly five-foot-high Longmen wall frame seem to tell the glory of the past.

The place where Fengzhou was once built is really different.

If the Ming emperor had a wider vision and a bigger ambition to take advantage of the power of the West to conquer Siyi,

If you transport all overseas products and goods back to Daming, then Daming is absolutely rich,

With the money, Chongzhen did not need to ask for donations from ministers of civil and military affairs, and relatives of the emperor.

The emperor's face was pulled down, but he was treated like a beggar by his courtiers and relatives.
If there is a spirit under the spring, the coffin boards of Zhu Chongba and Zhu Di's father and son will not be able to hold it down.

It's strange that such a large shipyard just disappeared after a fire. Wouldn't the owner of the shipyard rebuild it?

Just when Lu Changle was sighing, suddenly a man carrying a hoe said loudly, "Hey, where are you doing?"

Lu Changle turned his head to look, cupped his hands and said, "We heard that Yuanyi Shipbuilding Workshop is here, so let's take a look."

"It's burned down long ago, and many people died. That place is evil, and even the owner of the workshop doesn't want to care about it. You should leave quickly." The middle-aged man advised.

"Master?" Lu Changle's heart moved, and he asked quickly: "Uncle, do you know where the master lives?"

"I used to live in the city, I didn't want to move when I was old, and I went back to the village to retire. My son, do you have something to do with the fourth master?" The middle-aged man said with some doubts.

"I want to visit the old man's house, can uncle show me the way?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Young Master, come with me, it's on the way anyway."

Lu Changle led the horse and walked forward behind the middle-aged man.

Yang Xuan and the four Lu's children followed silently.

The middle-aged man seemed a bit restrained, he answered a few simple sentences, and seldom spoke.

After walking for less than a cup of tea, Lu Changle felt a little uncomfortable. The middle-aged man led the way, but the way he walked became more and more remote, as if he was walking outside the village.
The owner of the shipyard is really going home for the elderly, and he also lives in a lively village. Why does he live in a remote place?
Just when Lu Changle was puzzled, his eyes blurred, and Yang Xuan rushed up behind the middle-aged man, put the knife on his neck, and shouted loudly: "Stop, take another step, be careful not to hit the head."

"Protecting the Patriarch" The four Lu's children who followed behind saw that something was wrong, and immediately rushed up to surround Lu Changle in the middle to prevent someone from plotting against Lu Changle.

"Miss, auntie, please forgive me. I'm just a farmer. I don't have any money. Even if I'm tied up, my family won't be able to pay the money." The middle-aged man said tremblingly.

Yang Yao kicked the middle-aged man's ankle with her foot. The middle-aged man's knees softened and he knelt on the ground.

The knife on his neck sank, and the blade kept sticking to his neck. The middle-aged man turned pale with fright, for fear that if he was not careful, the knife would wipe his own neck.

Yang Xuan sneered and said: "Don't pretend, when you walk, your foot is very stable, your breath is long, you are obviously a practitioner, don't tell Miss Ben that you have practiced martial arts since childhood, even if you have practiced martial arts since childhood, you don't have the smell of blood on your body." Come on, tell us, what is your plan to trick us here?"

Before the middle-aged man could speak, Yang Xuan said sarcastically, "I really can't figure it out. Someone as stupid as you dared to come out to deceive people, so it's fine if you happen to be there. There is no such thing as the Chuanfang site." Tian, ​​the hoe you are carrying is still clean, and you have to make a full set for acting."

When she first met Yang Xuan, her intuition told her that there was something wrong with the middle-aged man. After observing his walking posture, she quickly confirmed that there was something wrong with him.

If a problem is found, he will be subdued as soon as possible.

"Papa, papapa..." There were several crisp applause from the bamboo forest in front of me, and a voice that sounded like a yellow squid: "Seventh Uncle, I have long said that Patriarch Lu has an expert by his side, just invite him directly, you don't believe me." , take it now."

Lu Changle's heart skipped a beat, the voice was a little familiar.

When the masked beauty came out of the bamboo, Lu Changle recognized her as Liu Ruolan, Liu Xiang's daughter, from her figure and eyes.

Four people walked out at once, Yang Xuan said with a vigilant face: "Stop, if you come closer, I will kill him immediately."

"Patriarch Lu, Seventh Uncle just wanted to joke with you, don't you need to be so serious?" Liu Ruolan stopped, her gaze fell on Lu Changle.

It could be seen that she attached great importance to the life of that middle-aged man.

Lu Changle said: "Guard Yang, let him go, it's a friend rather than an enemy."

Yang Xuan was a little puzzled, but she still withdrew the knife and stood beside Lu Changle vigilantly, for fear that the middle-aged man would be harmful to Lu Changle.

"Miss Liu, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to see you in this way today." Lu Changle said with a smile.

It was not she who told Zhui Hunxiang that day, knowing about the conspiracy of Fan's firm, it is estimated that the Lu family in Fuzhou is gone, and she owes her a huge favor.

Liu Ruolan shrugged and said, "I also want to have a secret talk with Patriarch Lu, but Patriarch Lu is surrounded by experts and the defenses are tight, so we can only meet in this way."

Lu Changle said urgently: "Miss Liu is so anxious to find me, is there something urgent?"

The last time I looked for myself, it was when the Lu family was "standing" on the edge of the cliff. I don't know why I found myself this time.

After the second uncle knew that Lu Changle was threatened by Yang Xuan, he attached great importance to Lu Changle's safety.
Except for Yang Xuan's personal protection, no less than four children of the Lu family followed him wherever he went.

Liu Ruolan nodded and said, "There is good news and bad news, which one would Patriarch Lu want to hear first?"

"I'm a person who likes bitterness before sweetness. Let's hear the bad news first."

"The news is that Mr. Lu's most hated person, Zheng Du, the second son of the Zheng family, was infected with the plague and survived. After Zheng Du narrowly escaped death, his temperament became even more irritable and cruel. He and Zheng Zhibao joined forces, and when Zheng Zhilong returned to Fujian Before that, remove all the forces that oppose the Zheng family. The two advance in two routes, north and south. Zheng Du is in charge of the south route. The first stop is Xinghua Mansion, and the second stop is Fuzhou Mansion."

"That day Zheng Du made a big fuss in Xingping Village, and when he returned to Quanzhou, he was accused by his father and brother. He had a quarrel with him. The head of the Lu family had a good relationship with Fan Sanbo, the young owner of the Fan's business, and Zheng Du was framed by Fan Sanbo to contract the plague. I can't find Fan Sanbo, so I put the grudge on Patriarch Lu, and according to the information I got, Zheng Du said early on that this time, the Lu clan in Fuzhou will not be left behind."

Lu Changle said calmly, "Miss Liu, what's the good news?"

Chen Qi had already found out that Zheng Du was not dead.
With Zheng Du's petty personality, he will definitely not make it easy for him, Lu Changle has long been mentally prepared.

The reason for rushing to set up a shipbuilding workshop is to give the Lu family in Fuzhou another way out when great changes occur.

Liu Ruolan glanced at Lu Changle unexpectedly, and said with a smile: "The good news is that the little girl is very optimistic about Patriarch Lu's potential, and decided to give Patriarch Lu a helping hand."

"Oh, how can I help?"

Wouldn't it be giving Liu Xiang's secret treasure to himself?
If I can really get Liu Xiang's secret treasure, wouldn't I be rich?
"Isn't Patriarch Lu anxious to find a boat? I have two warships in my hand, each of which can carry more than a thousand people. These two warships can be given to Patriarch Lu. small condition."

"What conditions?"

Liu Ruolan said calmly, "I want to see Zheng Zhilong, that bastard with a white head, give away a black-headed man. As long as you kill Zheng Du, the warship will be yours."

"Deal" Lu Changle said firmly.

Even without those two warships, Lu Changle would have killed Zheng Du,

The ancestors still have so many clansmen who have yet to avenge their blood and blood, and Lu Changle has always remembered it.

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