Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 173|Treatment of Health

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More than a month later, I saw the vast waters of the Qingjiang River again.

It is said that it is a ferry, but it is like a small town, with inns, tea houses and restaurants.

There are places where wealthy merchants go, and there are also tea stalls where coolie porters rest.

A large thick porcelain bowl scooped up tea directly from the bucket, a penny for a bowl, and the force of carrying goods on the dock drank the tea, shook his arm and went to work again.

The street is not tidy, and some debris and debris are discarded.

People who drink crude tea sit anywhere along the side of the road, and people with a northern accent come and go. There is a strange smell in the air, which is the smell of sweat, bad wine, cows, horses, cattle, and various goods.

Naturally, the smell is not good. Many managers of big commercial firms disembark under their noses.

But the people on the dock have long been used to it. They are divided into several gangs. This kind of "gangs of rivers and lakes" is for the purpose of mixing food. They don't want to work in vain and don't want to be bullied by those firms, so they twist into a rope. Over time, this kind of gang has become a local snake entrenched at the docks.

Official ships and merchant ships call at different piers. They are located on both sides of the town.

Beside the West Wharf, which is used by merchant ships, there is a specially separated bay where a dozen large and small ships are moored. This is the Qingjiang Ferry Port.

There is a huge difference between hiring a boat and taking a boat. The wharf is in order, but the ferry is messy.

The carriage was too far away. There were people waiting for the ferry everywhere. The burdens and baskets they carried were piled on the side of the road. There were also live chickens and ducks. The quack added a little more. Divide the chaos.

Lu Yan was dumbfounded. He was holding his riding whip and didn't know what to do. A thin black man with a towel on his head came over and asked in the Guanzhong dialect near Gyeonggi, "Is this car going on board?"

Lu Yan couldn't react for a while, the thin black man grinned and said in a fluent mandarin: "Does your car want to get on the ferry? You have to take the big boat. You are late, or God is not. Go to the ferry when it’s bright, otherwise the road will be blocked! There are too many people here who have to cross the river. If you fall behind and can’t make it through, you won’t be able to get on the boat even in the evening."

At first, Lu Yan didn't know why this person struck up a conversation, but after listening, he showed a complicated expression.

Without waiting for Mo Li to speak with Meng Qi, the scholar has lifted the curtain of the car and said with a straight face: "Ten Wen, there are no more."

The black and thin man changed his face when he heard his Taijing accent, and the kindness with a smile on his face disappeared without a trace. He stretched out his hand and said: "It's a man with ten cents, and he gave it to Lima. You go over."

"Twenty essays, I will find someone else!" The scholar took out a bunch of copper coins and threw them directly.

The thin black man lowered his face and stared at the scholar.

The two held a stalemate for a while, and the thin black man finally snorted and put the copper coin into his arms, and said angrily: "Forget me, come here." After speaking, he walked to the merchant ship pier next to him. Lu Yan returned. A little puzzled, Mo Li has vaguely understood.

"Is this a convention?"

People with high martial arts have good eyes.

It turns out that the larger ferry boats are parked at the Merchant Shipping Wharf. They neither take passengers nor yell. Anyone who has brought a lot of luggage or drove a car and horse wants to cross the river, must give a small amount of money to the black and thin man. Earth snake, otherwise you won’t even be able to find the ferry.

The scholar nodded and sighed in a low voice: "I heard that it was not like this in the early years."

Lu Yanqi said: "Now that you know the key inside, why don't we just go directly to the pier?"

The scholar glanced at him, wondering where the second stupid came from, don't you know what to look around?

"Do you think he is a person? The idlers wandering around here, the coolies on the dock... As long as you rush, you will immediately know how many people are here, and in the end you have to pay everyone! You What can I do, report the officer?"

Although there are several ferry crossings outside the capital, this is the most important one.

Someone is blackmailing the people here, and the officials in charge of the ferry and the pier know nothing? To the east of the town is the wharf for official ships. There are small officials on duty all the year round. The town is so big in total. It's strange if you don't know it!

"...Even if the officials here accept the benefits and don't care, they can also go to the Taijing Mansion and the Department of Caoyun!" Lu Ming said in his heart, if it is not possible, he can still write a letter to Brother Dahuang!

After that, I thought, the emperor's brother has every opportunity, how can he add one more thing to the past? Lu Yan looked at Meng Qi subconsciously, his expression eager to try, as if he still wanted to come, and then those people were beaten to the ground by the national teacher.

Meng Qi saw through his mind at a glance, squinting at him with a smile.

The second prince curled up his neck and muttered: "What do you keep for these greedy villains?"

"It's not as simple as asking for money now." Mo Li said suddenly.

Lu Yan hadn't reacted yet, Mr. Jin Shui had already changed his face and looked around quickly.

The coolie squatting on the side of the road looked at the car as if intentionally or unintentionally, and a few people who seemed to be business associates happened to pass by. The "leading business" of the pier gang is very prosperous. In addition to the black and thin men on their side, several teams also rushed to the ferry boat moored next to the pier.

The scholar looked at everyone suspiciously, and his hands supporting the wall of the carriage began to tremble.

Lu Yan asked quickly: "Doctor Mo, what's going on? Is there a bad guy?"

Mo Lei stared at the back of the thin black man and nodded slowly.

Meng Qi found it earlier than Moli, but he didn't give a voice reminder. He motioned to Lu Yan to hide in the car, and then watched as Mo Li changed position to sit next to the cowl. After all, the carriage was so big that it could only accommodate two people in the car, and one more would make it difficult to turn around.

"When did the doctor discover it?" Meng Qi leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"He was greeting people all the way, and he looked very nervous, as if looking for something..."

Mo Li didn't push Meng Qi away. From a distance, it seemed that the two were whispering.

The surrounding atmosphere immediately changed slightly. Several people looked over warily, as if staring at them.

"Get off...I want to get off." The scholar said palely.

"It's too late." Meng Qi looked at the car and smiled, "If it is for you, even if you get out of the carriage, they will not let us go."

After speaking, Meng Qi felt an internal force "poke" his waist.

Moli looked solemn, and Meng Qi immediately changed his words: "Mr. Jinshui doesn't need to worry. As the saying goes, if you do too much, you always have to stumble. If they dare to do something, I can make them re-behave."

To re-behave is to reincarnate in reincarnation.

The scholar's pale complexion became even more ugly. He looked at Meng Qi in fright, thinking that this was a murderous Jiang Yang thief.

Moli: "..."

Can't help but poke a second time.

Can't speak well, have to be scary?

The reason for poking the waist is because this external force is condensed by the fingers. The ink carp is sitting on the cowl, and the closest place to the finger is naturally someone's waist and abdomen.

Sitting side by side, Meng Qi's right waist became the most convenient target.

When Mo Li was a "child", Mr. Qin took him down the mountain road.

As long as he feels that there is danger in front of him, Qin Lu will release the internal force to block the child back in time, holding it very lightly. Later, Moli had his junior brother Tang Xiaotang. He learned the same way to remind the younger brother without a teacher. Whenever Xiaotang was dozing off while studying, Moli would slap him, usually. Pat on the back.

It's the first time that Moli used the poke.

Probably because of the lingering impression of the fat mouse, he was chubby and soft, so he wanted to poke.

Meng Qi, who was inexplicably hit the third time, raised his head in confusion.

The first time I blamed him for not speaking clearly, making Mr. Jinshui think that he was injuring them, the second time I blamed him for being so scary, but the third time, why? He didn't say anything this time?

"Cough." Moli couldn't explain that he was addicted, so he gave it a little more easily. He calmly assumed that none of this had happened, and comforted Mr. Jinshui, "Mr.'s enemy can buy the dock here. People?"

The scholar first shook his head in disbelief, then nodded again.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Lu Yan's temper came up, and he couldn't help frowning.

"I...Although I know those people will not let go, but..."

The book gritted his teeth, still reluctant to confide in details.

Lu Yan was not anxious, and was about to ask, Meng Qi stopped and said: "Okay, he doesn't say it, maybe he is afraid of hurting us."

——Well, I was not poked this time.

Meng Qi refreshed, but on the surface he was still lazy. He tentatively probed: "Perhaps it is about a secret that cannot be told. Anyone who knows it will have trouble."

The scholar said with a bit of suspicion and shame, "Just so, I chose to leave Beijing in a hurry at You Chunhui this day. I also avoided them. I didn't expect..."

At this time, the carriage has passed through the open area, and the high piles of goods are enough to block the sight of people in the distance. People walking through it is like passing through a rockery covered with piles of rocks, often audible and not visible.

The carriage made a turn, and five people immediately jumped out of the pile of goods.

Some grabbed the rein of the horse, and some took the lead to take away the more horse behind the carriage. Two people held wooden sticks around the carriage, leaving the tall man with a pair of white eyes. Kick your foot to the wheel.

Then kicked it for a while.

The car was clearly there, and I don’t know why his feet were so far from the wheels. The three-eyed man was unstable and fell over. If it weren't for the person next to him, he would have his forehead knocked on the carriage.

The thin black man who led the way almost laughed, but fortunately he covered his mouth in time.

"Very funny?" The three-white-eyed man raised his foot and kicked the thin black man.

The latter ran fast, avoided, and then repeatedly begged for mercy: "Master Cha, you forgive me, how dare the little one dare?"

The thin black man quickly glanced at Moli, paused, and then said with a smile: "These are all foreigners. I don’t know the reputation of Master Cha. You may accidentally touch someone who shouldn’t be touched. You see ——"

"Does this have your voice? Get out!"

"Yes, yes!"

The thin black man nodded and bowed, hesitated, his eyes worrisome.

"Interesting." Meng Qi raised an eyebrow.

The voice was so low that only Mo Li could hear him. Doctor Mo looked at the black and thin man very puzzled. He never knew him. Since he had led them into the trap, why did he ask for love again?

The black and thin man didn't go away, and the few people shouted angrily: "What's the matter, you still want to stay and get a kick from Master Cha?"

"No, you see... a lot of people have been arrested on the wharf these days. I don’t know why, but those are all scholars. The brothers of the Green Snake Gang are eating here, Lord Cha You have to say, we have to work hard to go to the sea, but there are still people in the family waiting to eat. They all have a family and a mouth. If you don’t give me a word, my brothers are hanging on their hearts."

The big man with three white eyes turned him sideways, and asked in a weird manner: "This is what your helper meant?"

"How can it be, I don't understand the vision and knowledge of the helper! I don't dare to disturb his old man, that's what I mean, no, I mean..."

"What mice, don't ask what you shouldn't know, if you are tired of life, the fish in the river will eat without food!"

The thin black man was so scared, he waved his hand and ran away with his head shrunk.

Master Cha took a sip from his back and cursed: "Dog stuff!"

Then Master Cha's eyes fell on Moli's face. About Mo felt that the people in the car were too calm. He swallowed the words that came to his mouth, squinted his eyes and asked the person next to him: "What's the source of it? ?"

"Not sure."

"This is the car sold by the biggest car and horse shop in Beijing, it's still old!"

"There are four people in the car, and the target is hiding in it!"

A man holding a wooden stick said affirmatively, "I saw it very clearly, just now he had a quarrel with He Mouse over money. I was sitting at the roadside tea stand and I recognized it at a glance! "

In the carriage, Lu Yan looked at the shaky scholar, and curiosity was about to force him to jump down and grab the jacket of Master Cha, and sternly ordered the group to explain the cause and effect.

The old carriage and the clothes made of ordinary fabrics on Meng Qi and others made Master Cha made up his mind.

"Catch people out!"

Meng Qi stretched out his arm, reached out and pushed Lu Min out of the car.

"...who dare I see?"

The second prince recalled immediately, took the riding whip in his hand, and drew at the people surrounding the car.

Lu Yan does not know martial arts. This is for Meng Qi. In fact, the second prince has learned martial arts, can bow and arrow, and can use several weapons to fight on a horse. He is just a good martial artist, without the talent of a general, it is impossible to become a fierce general of martial arts.

However, the enemy at the moment is also not decent. It seems that he has only the ability of a nurse's thug, and Lu Yan can handle it completely, even if he is outnumbered, he is not afraid.

"The next game is quite stable and the footwork is too messy." Meng Qi said slowly.

Mo Li asked suspiciously: "He fought with Liu...and Lao Liu several times, haven't you seen it?"

Meng Qi sneered: "Ashamed! His brother was five or six years younger than him, and a lot shorter than him. He was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face."

When Lu Yan heard this, he flicked his whip harder, and at the same time he was so wronged.

What is the skill of the sixth child? There are masters who have tried every possible means to teach martial arts. His mother is not able to do so, and his muscles and bones are hardened when he is old, and he thinks about what martial arts secrets to learn. Isn't it faster to buy a master to assassinate the emperor? Are you stupid after crying and studying for ten years?

It turned out that it was me who was stupid, and the second prince was frustrated.

The three-eyed Lord Cha yelled and grabbed the whip alive, and suddenly used his force to break the inferior whip.

Lu Min staggered, almost dragged by the whip.

"Dare to be presumptuous on the ground in Taijing? I think you are..."

Master Cha's voice stopped abruptly, a stinky shoe stuffed into his open mouth.

The second prince turned his head in astonishment, and saw that other people had fallen to the ground, and his shoes had hit Master Cha's nose at the same time. He burst into tears, and he was swaying faintly on the spot.

The thin black man who climbed onto the pile took a shoe in his hand and looked sluggish.

The shoes he threw out were intended to hit the back of Master Cha’s head, but somehow they were turned around by a gust of wind. That’s all. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. The other four people brought by Master Cha also fell on the ground. , Like hitting a ghost.

Several heads popped up on the nearby cargo piles. They were all coolies on the dock. They asked in surprise:

"What's the matter? Did the rat do it?"

"It wasn't me, I threw a shoe..."

The thin black man swallowed and looked at the carriage subconsciously.

Meng Qi patted the ashes on his sleeves and said nothing.

Hid deep merit and fame.