nanming man

Chapter 218 There Is an Ambush
At the beginning of November, the cold wind blows the land of Shandong.

A fleet came from the south, traveling extremely slowly, stretching back and forth for two miles.

On the east bank of the canal, the trackers in ragged jackets pulled the ropes on their shoulders, lowered their heads, breathed out mist, and pulled hard against the cold wind.

On the canal, there are flat-bottomed boats connected to each other, each boat is full of goods and has an extremely deep draft.The flag of the Fan family company and the order flag of the Ming army were planted at the bow and stern of the ship.

Such a large fleet was surrounded by troops, and the officials on the road knew not to offend them, so they let them go all the way.

At this time, on a large ship in front, Fan Sanba, who was wearing a brocade robe and ermine fur, was shrunk into a ball by the wind, looking at the fleet behind him from time to time.

Liu Liangchen, who was on the side, had been outside the customs for more than ten years, and was already used to the severe cold.

The cold wind blowing at this time was nothing to him.

He stood at the bow of the boat, "This time, the Young Master's family has fulfilled their mission. After I return to the outside of the pass, I will definitely give credit to your Fan family."

Fan Sanba was overjoyed, "This is what it should be. It is an honor for my Fan family to be able to serve the Qing Dynasty."

"I didn't expect Nanzhili's products to be so rich. I adjusted the cash twice in a row, and the company's bank was almost emptied, so it was barely enough!" Fan Sanba said with some regret: "If the emperor can transport more I may be able to receive more supplies this time when the silver arrives in Zhangjiakou. Now I can only go back and come back to help Daqing purchase supplies in the spring."

Liu Liangchen smiled, "The future will be long, so there is no need for the Young Master to be in a hurry. Now that my elder brother is taking care of you, as long as you bring money, do you still worry about not receiving anything?"

Fan Sanba also smiled, "That's true. Someone is easy to handle. That Gao Yihuan spent more than a year building such a big stall, but the relationship is not strong. With a word from Marshal Liu, all his channels will be successful. over our land."

If a businessman wants to quickly open up the situation in one place, the fastest way is to cooperate with the government and businessmen.

However, in this way, merchants also tied their own destiny to officials. When officials were around, they would naturally make a lot of money.

Although the collusion between government and businessmen will bear certain political risks, for Fan Sanba, it seems that there is no risk at the moment.

On the contrary, he used Liu Liangzuo's power to squeeze Gao Yihuan out, and then suppressed the competition of other merchants, but quickly opened up the situation in Nanzhili.

At first, the local business gangs were very repulsive to him as an outsider, but under the suppression of power, they found an excuse and closed down a few shops, and those merchants quickly compromised.

As a merchant, Fan Sanba still understood the weakness of merchants very well, knowing that they would succumb if they threatened a little.

After all, which businessman would dare to fight the official?

"Haha~" Liu Liangchen suddenly smiled, "This Gao Yihuan once attacked the Qing Dynasty in Nanwang Lake, and killed Li Sutai and Erfu Bier Tahar, now we have cut off his money, it can be regarded as Avenged the forehead, made a contribution."

Fan Sanba said excitedly after hearing this: "Counting the credit for purchasing materials, then we have made two great achievements!"

Now the weather is getting colder and colder, and the days outside the customs are getting more and more difficult.

This time they not only bought a large amount of grain, but also a lot of cotton cloth, which can be said to have solved the urgent need for the Qing Dynasty.

Liu Liangchen was also a little excited, knowing that he would definitely get a reward when he went back, he was just happy when a large lake suddenly appeared a few miles ahead.

"Nanwang Lake is here!" Liu Liangcheng said, pointing to the front.

At this time, in a woods beside the canal, a small scout team was hiding in the woods.

The leader was none other than Liu Heizi himself.

This time, he spent a lot of money, transporting the food and supplies in his hand to Nanzhi, and selling them to Fan Sanba through the hands of Ma Yuanwai and other companies.

Although 15 taels of silver was obtained, silver cannot be eaten after all.If he can't return the food and supplies he sold, he will not only suffer a big loss, but even this year's Chinese New Year will be a problem.

In order to be sure that nothing would go wrong, and to reassure himself, Liu Heizi went into battle in person.

At this time, Liu Heizi was sitting on a rock, gnawing on a big pancake, and cursing, "Damn it, Gao Yihuan's news is right, why haven't we seen the fleet yet?"

Liu Heizi was a little impatient as it related to his more than [-] taels of supplies. Those things were for him to spend the winter. If he lost them, he might not be able to buy them back if he had money.

At this moment, a soldier who was on guard outside scrambled over, "General, the fleet is here!"

Hearing this, Liu Heizi tossed the saliva-stained pancake to his subordinates, and immediately stood up, "How many boats are there?"

"It stretches for two or three miles, at least seventy or eighty, and the humble positions are not counted."

"Such a large scale, you can't go wrong!" Liu Heizi was instantly overjoyed, "Gusun, let me wait for a while. Everyone follow me."

At that moment, everyone got on their horses one after another and followed Liu Heizi to the north.

At the entrance of Nanwang Lake, more than 3000 soldiers and horses ambushed on both sides of the canal. Gao Yihuan, who was also worried, also came to Shandong in person.

His bet is bigger than Liu Heizi's. If he can't get back what he sold, then he will be worthless this year.

A few days ago, Gao Yihuan received a message from Ma Hongshan, knowing that Fan Sanba had set off, so he led more than 200 riders to Guide, then called Liu Heizi, led 3000 horses, and came to the side of the canal to wait for Fan Sanba Pull it up.

This waited for three days, but there was still no movement, which made Gao Yihuan a little impatient.

In fact, Fan Sanba should have arrived a long time ago, but the fleet is too big after all, even if Liu Liangzuo went to Xuzhou to make connections, it still took a lot of time to get the documents.

At this time, Gao Yihuan was studying with a map to see if Fan Sanba could go another way, but Liu Heizi suddenly rushed into the reed marsh, and couldn't hide his excitement: "Brother Gao, the fleet is here."

Gao Yi stood up jubilantly, his face flushed, "Guisun, it's time!"

After hearing Liu Liangchen's words, Fan Sanba at the bow of the boat couldn't help looking up, and sure enough, he saw a large lake in front of him.

"Is this the place where Gao Yihuan attacked the Qing camp?" Fan Sanba saw the shimmering scene and exclaimed, "The scenery here is really good!"

Liu Liangchen frowned, "This place is unlucky, let the tracker hurry up, and we will go there as soon as possible."

Fan Sanba didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Why, General Liu is still afraid that Gao Yihuan will ambush us here again? Hehe~"

Before he could stop laughing, a trumpet gun exploded in the reeds in front of him, and then nearly a hundred rafts rushed out of it.

Almost at the same time, the ground began to tremble, and yellow dust appeared on the east bank of the canal. The trackers stopped one after another and looked at the distance in confusion. Before they could react, the danger had already arrived.

Liu Liangchen, who was standing at the bow of the boat, was terrified and instinctively retreated, wanting to escape, but found that he was standing on the boat with no way to retreat, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Like a fool, Fan Sanba stood at the bow of the boat in a daze, when suddenly a rain of arrows shot towards him, he woke up like a dream, and shouted in horror: "Mother, there is really an ambush!"

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