Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 363 There is a boat

In the end, Hongniang Xing didn't respond to herself.

It took about a month to appease Ma Shiying, parade at the same time, and perform the show. It was already June when he responded to Tianfu. Compared with Anqing, Yingtian is relatively more important. It is not only the economic and cultural center of Southern Province, but also It is now the headquarters of Jiaduobao Company. If there is no army here, Song Qingshu can still build one with the wealth created by Yingtian. I am afraid that the era of no payment will collapse immediately.

Sun Chuanting and Liu Zongmin also knew this, they personally sent Song Qingshu to the riverboat, this time Sun Chuanting didn't persuade him any more, but solemnly beat his chest.

"Don't worry, Marshal, Sun's body will be smashed to pieces, and Anqing and Yinghuo will be as stable as Mount Tai!"

For them, Song Qingshu felt at ease, not to mention working together for so long, friendship and loyalty, the greatest financial power is still in his hands, once the cannon is fired, ten thousand taels of gold, relying on logistics, Song Qingshu can also guarantee that the begging army will be loyal to him, So he didn't say anything, just patted the shoulders of the two solemnly.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but look back a few times since he didn't get on the boat immediately, Caiwei stood on the shore with some reluctance, but Hongniang Xing still didn't come to see him off after all.

"If you can't stay in Anqing, why not come with me!"

Feeling empty for a while, Song Qingshu said to Caiwei a little bit inappropriately.

This girl is definitely considered caring. Although she was reluctant to part with her, she still forced a smile on her face and said goodbye to Song Qingshu with her skirt in her hand: "You don't have to persuade me, I can't help you even in Yingtian." Why not be busy, why not stay here and accompany Sister Hong'er, but you, please take care of yourself along the way!"

Finally, he nodded helplessly, and clasped his fists heavily at Sun Chuanting, Song Qingshu finally turned around and praised him on the board.

After all, a person in Yingtian Mansion felt guilty. This time, the ten Dazhoushan boats carried part of He Jin's Gezuo Third Division. The Gezuo Three Division can be regarded as the most unstable part of the begging army. Now it spreads all over the land of China. The biggest encirclement and suppression war in the late Ming Dynasty was about to begin, and it was a little unstable to keep them in Anqing. Anyway, these guys hated the government and would not collude with the Donglin Party. They simply took them to Yingtian. If something happened, they It can also be used as an emergency force.

Anqing also has a shipyard. Unfortunately, compared with the shipbuilding industry in the early Ming Dynasty, it has regressed a lot. Even this large Zhoushan ship is only fifteen or sixty feet long, and it can barely accommodate 200 people. As for the equipment The guns and cannons have to be transported secretly later.

There were still many people seeing off at the port under the Anqing Fort, waving their hands on the shore, Song Qingshu was lying on the railing of the boat and kept looking around, but unfortunately he never saw Hongniang Xing come out, seeing that his boat was about to Driving to the center of the river filled with thick fog, when Anqing Port was almost out of sight, Song Qingshu just put down the binoculars resentfully, intending to turn around and go into the ship building at the bow.

However, before taking two steps, Song Qingshu, who was restless, suddenly turned around and raised the binoculars, and looked in the direction of the last glance just now, Song Qingshu's pupils couldn't help but jump, and Xing Hongniang didn't see it. However, an uninvited guest came into view.

It was too far away, and Song Qingshu didn't see it clearly, but that person really impressed him too much, a distant profile still gave Song Qingshu a strong sense of familiarity.

Staring until the boat was all the way out, Song Qingshu quickly ran back to the cabin with sullen head, spread out the paper, and after a while, turned around quickly again, looked around twice, and saw that the new soldier, Song Yongzhong, was hugging him. Holding a big gun, he tried his best to line up with the guard of honor next to him with his chest upright. After thinking for a while, Song Qingshu reached out and grabbed his collar and dragged him to the cabin, and immediately gave him the wax pill he had just written.

"Yongzhong, this Commander has entrusted you with an extremely important task! As soon as the ship lands tonight, you should immediately go back to Anqing, take this Commander's seal to the Army Sima Sun Chuanting, and give him the wax pills! Then he asked What do you do, you do what you do, can you do it?"

"Don't worry, Marshal, we promise to complete the task!"

The kid quickly stood at attention, his swarthy face showed some nervousness, and he patted him on the shoulder again, Song Qingshu assured again.

"Remember, I won't let my brothers work hard for me in vain. Your family will find them when you go back to beg for work and the army will find them. Make offerings and work hard!"

"Thank you, Marshal!" Song Yongzhong once again stood at attention excitedly.

This day Song Qingshu seemed a little restless, and he didn't have the mind to work, so he walked away on the boat until night, watching the kid gallop all the way to the official road on horseback, and then he felt a little better.

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It took a little time to go upstream and go downstream, and returned to Yingtian Mansion in three days. As soon as he got off the boat, Song Qingshu didn't have time to think wildly, and was directly overwhelmed by the accumulated things. On TV, all the domineering presidents had nothing to do. , They are all at the level of the rich second generation. In this position, although they are not as busy as Emperor Chongzhen, they are also comparable to the chief assistant of the cabinet.

In the past few days, there is another good news. When Song Qingshu went back and forth, the first cavalry division of Daixian and the fourth mixed division of Daixian sent by the scar-faced Xinxian County also arrived, and Song Qingshu was in Xi'an with him. Tang Ruowang, a nobleman I met when I was in the city, the foreign monk Tang Ruowang, this time the red-haired fan was in a hurry. As soon as Xinxian settled down, he rushed to Yingtian again without stopping. He came to ask Song Qingshu for an account.

On June [-]th, at the Yanziji Ferry, Song Qingshu welcomed this international friend who had been away for more than two years.

This Tang Ruowang really hasn't changed at all, he still has messy red hair, a big beard, and a wrinkled face, a bit like the mage Gandalf, but compared with his fleece scarf in Xi'an City. The bishop's robes are quite expensive, and it seems that they are enjoying a comfortable life in Dai County.

"Hahaha, Father Tang, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much!" Song Qingshu immediately went to give this guy a big hug as he got off the boat. Seeing the enthusiasm of the two, Shi Lang and Qu Botao came out after him. The backs of those who waited for a few shopkeepers felt numb.

Westerners don't know about hugging rituals, but they do know about the masculinity of raising a woman in the southeast coast. It's just that everyone else is raising a young lady. Our family's taste is a bit too strong, right?
Tang Ruowang, who got off the boat, also seemed quite excited. Nanjing, but the first and most important stop for these Western missionaries, the Nanjing missionary case more than 20 years ago swept the Catholic Church out of here. Until now, there has been no reply. Coming back to the original vitality, following Song Qingshu's carriage, this old foreigner still had tears in his eyes.

It has to be said that, unlike modern times, the missionaries who came to China in the early days were all very dedicated, and even prepared to die in China. This Yingtianfu is almost his second hometown.

After lunch in Yushu Tower, before the old foreigner opened his mouth to build a church, Song Qingshu was already full of excitement and dragged him to the Longjiang Shipyard.

Today's Longjiang Shipyard is quite different from what it was more than half a year ago. Mountains of shipbuilding materials have been piled up for thousands of meters. More than 5000 craftsmen are busy in the shipyard, and almost all the silted ponds have been cleared out. , as many as 20 ponds, and workers are constantly digging new ponds.

The specifications here have surpassed the Longjiang Shipyard in the early Ming Dynasty.

And what Song Qingshu is most proud of is that the first six ponds have been empty, drained of water, and the keel has been rebuilt. Not far from the deep water wharf, there are six big blessing boats with a length of [-] feet and [-] materials. Floating in the waves.

One foot is three meters three, and the six big ships crouched there like six behemoths. It turned out that the shipbuilding industry in the south of the Yangtze River still had a little foundation. But the guy with the official title of craftsman came back with the yellowed shipbook materials of his ancestors. According to Daming's technology, these six lucky boats are definitely top-notch. There are not many big ships like the strong Fujian Navy.

"Father, what do you think?"

This can be regarded as Song Qingshu's painstaking efforts. He led Tang Ruowang to the port, and Song Qingshu asked vigorously with the wind blowing from the river into the sea.

Needless to say, this Tang Ruowang was really shocked, looked around, couldn't help but shook his head murmured, said a few words in his mother tongue, and then spoke in Chinese with a jerk.

"Song Jiaoyou, by God, your East is really miraculous. Even the largest shipyard in Lisbon that builds ocean-going New World ships is not as big as yours!"

Everyone loves to listen to such obedient words, not to mention that this is Song Qingshu's most proud work. Following a few words of modesty, he led Tang Ruowang, Song Qingshu and others onto the boat again.

The name of this 60-meter-long Dafu boat is Canghai No. 25. It is a typical oriental three-masted ship with a mast of more than ten feet. There are tall ship buildings at the bow and stern. Heavy artillery, only [-] light guns purchased from Nanjing bribery eunuchs, ten on each side, three on the bow, and two on the stern, which are rarely seen in the sea these days, although they are used as ocean-going fishing boats. But also have to be on guard.

The six large ships have recruited more than 600 sailors. Such a ship can hold almost 300 people, and one hundred, but it seems a little empty. If the navy is obviously insufficient for combat, it is enough to fiddle with the ship.

Tang Ruowang was coming, in order to show off to this western friend, Song Qingshu postponed the maiden voyage of the six boats in the sea for more than a week, just waiting for him to come, followed by several shareholders of the company, such as Cao Sanxi and the others, the sailor shouted , The heavy blessing boat slowly plunged into the vast East China Sea along the Yangtze River estuary.

Standing on the towering prow, Song Qingshu looked quite high-spirited, but suddenly turned his head and looked back at Tang Ruowang, who was working as a sailor below. His face was not full of excitement, but rather frowning...

(End of this chapter)