Mi Yu bent over the low hatch and stepped out of the cabin.

The fresh sea breeze blew away the turbid air from the bilge around him, and the dazzling light from the sea and the sky made Mi Yu, who was accustomed to the darkness in the cabin, close his eyes in an instant.

However, he soon opened his eyelids again, and the small pair of eyes squinted.

Since entering the Pearl Sea [now Beibu Gulf], it has been raining for several days, but today is a rare sunny day. The sea reflected the sunlight, and the sky and the sea were all blue and blue, and the luster of a transparent gem was a color that could not be dyed by the finest jibeb.

Several sailors were on deck, and together with the captain of the ship, seemed to be idle, not doing things, but looking up at the top of the mast together.

Mi Yu then looked up, and on the open sail beam, a thin man was stepping on the beam with two legs, holding the top of the pole with one hand, looking in the direction of the bow of the ship.

After a while, the handsome man lowered his head, prolonged his tone with an awkward accent, and shouted leisurely: "Look~to~!" It's ~sea~gate~town! ”

"Yellow monkey, have you seen it clearly?" The boat boss shouted uneasy.

"Look~clear~Chu~! It's ~ is ~ sea ~ gate ~ town! Then he thought like a monkey, and in three or two strokes he tumbled down from the top of the five- or six-foot-tall mast, and landed on the deck like a feather.

"Arrived at Haimen?" Mi Yu asked happily.

The swarthy boat boss turned around: "Mi Dongzhu, there is Haimen Town in front." ”

"But is there really anything wrong?" Mi Yu asked uneasily,

The yellow monkey rushed over, with high cheekbones, sunken cheeks, and a bulging flat mouth, looking like a monkey indeed. said dissatisfiedly, "Dong Weng, the little one is eating with this pair of tricks, where can I be wrong?!" It has long been clear that the flag is hanging on the port, where can there be a mistake! ”

Mi Yu took a long breath and said that he couldn't help it, so he folded his hands together again, and recited "Amitabha, Amitabha" several times. He set out from Guangzhou, ran around on the ship for more than ten days, and now finally arrived in Haimen Town.

A few steps to the bow of the ship, staring at the road that is still a line between the sea and the sky, whether it can turn over in one fell swoop depends on the luck of this time - either go home and pay off the debt, or simply die here, and don't think about anything else.

Mi Yu, who was born in Fujian, used to be engaged in the trade of cotton cloth transshipment.

Fujian is divided into eight parts of mountains and forests, one part of water, and one part of soil, which cannot feed many people. In ancient times, few people lived, and during the Qin and Han dynasties, many counties and counties had been set up in Liangguang, while Fujian only had a few cities by the sea. And now, out of the township. There are countless people who do business and do business.

When Mi Yu came out of his hometown, he sold cotton cloth from the Li people in Qiongya, and then transported it all the way to the capital to support his family. has been running around the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, although it cannot be regarded as a big rich, but it can be regarded as a small net worth.

But that was five years ago, and since Xihe Road started planting kapok, Mi Yu's cotton cloth business has been getting worse and worse.

Since Xihe Road, there have been more and more states and counties producing cotton cloth, that is, Guanzhong and Gyeonggi Zhulu, where people have begun to grow kapok and then spin and weave cloth.

Longyou cotton merchants do things very rightly, there is no meaning of the Li people to play signs, the name is Longyou cotton, relying on excellent quality, a few years of reputation also spread all over the world.

Feng Congyi, one of the leaders of the cotton industry, Mi Yu has seen it, a very straightforward and cheerful person, I heard that he married the daughter of the queen mother's family - this is actually nothing, there is still a lot of distance compared to the wealthy businessmen in the capital who married the county lord and the daughter of the sect - but he is Han Gang's aunt and cousin, and he can get in touch with the current prime minister, and after twenty or thirty years, most of them will be able to follow the new prime minister.

The other cotton dealers are mostly treacherous and cunning, either falsely claiming to be Longyou cotton cloth or pretending to be Qiongya Jibei.

But in any case, whether it is the counterfeit products of profiteers or the competitors of Xihe Road, they are the culprits of Miyu's declining business. Rare things are expensive, and in the old years, Jibeibu could be sold for sky-high prices, because of the scarcity.

But now cotton cloth is flooding the market, and the price is getting cheaper and cheaper, and it was originally a Jibei cloth comparable to the high-grade Shu brocade, but now it is about to fall to the price of Jiangnan Su brocade, which has fallen by more than half.

Before last year, when the price of cotton cloth had not fallen too much, Mi Yu's trading could still guarantee that he would not lose money, but he would make less money. In order to squeeze counterfeiters out of the market, Longyou cotton merchants took advantage of the opportunity of the smooth weather and cotton harvest on Xihe Road to reduce the price of cotton cloth by three percent in one go.

After Mi Yu finally arrived in the capital, he was dumbfounded when he saw the price. He was originally going to be the last to do the last time, and then he would stop and change his door to make a living. But this last time he almost went bankrupt. If he wants to sell the genuine Jibeibu in his hand, the price can only fall again and again with the market, and he can recover a little bit is a little bit.

After selling the sky-high price of Jibeibu in the old days, which was worthless, and planing the freight, labor, commercial taxes, warehouse rental, and the rest of the expenses incurred in the room, Mi Yu found that he had to lose more than five yuan on average for a piece of cloth.

With more than 6,000 Jibei cloths, Mi Yu lost a little of his own capital, not to mention, he also lost all the loans from relatives and friends.

Under such circumstances, of course Mi Yu can't return to his hometown. After returning to Guangzhou in despair, he originally hoped to find a way to make a comeback, but when he was inquiring about the news, he heard that the official army had been wiped out in Jiaozhi, and there was also the news that the Annan Economic Strategy Division was preparing to move to Haimen Town at the mouth of the Fuliang River.

Once Haimen opens its port, as long as you can stand here, you will be able to get a piece of the pie that is enough to make a fortune. There is still a few thousand yuan worth of silver in his hand, which is after he sold it, although it is far from the debt, but it is enough as the capital to start a business. Mi Yu directly hired a sea boat to put it directly from Guangzhou.

Mi Yu has never been to Haimen, but Haimen was a famous port in the past, and there were many merchants who had business dealings with the Jiaozhi people.

However, the Haimen Port that Mi Yu had heard of was completely different from what he saw in front of him. Like a large construction site, it was full of mud after the rain, and the eyes were full of buildings under construction.

It's better to arrive early than to arrive at the right time. Mi Yu arrived by coincidence, and it was early. With Mi Yu, there are only a few dozen merchants in Haimen Port at the moment, and five or six of them have to be cut out.

At this time, Han Gang was trying to make a name for himself and expand the influence of Haimen Port.

Although he went to Shenglong Mansion now, the few staff members left by Han Gang to deal with the general affairs and supervise the progress of the project adhered to his instructions and treated this businessman who had a vision and dared to gamble and fight. and sent someone to send a message to Shenglong Mansion, and at the same time, Han Gang and others had already arrived.

At this time, the Shenglong Mansion gathered the generals and leaders of the Han and Yi families when they besieged the city.

They gathered under Zhangton, captured Thang Long, destroyed Jiaozhi, and now, they came to Zhangdun to witness the completion of the bronze pillar representing China's suppression of Tiannan.

Huge copper pillars stand on a towering pedestal, and there are no taller buildings around.

Thousands of people gathered around the pedestal, silent. Under their gaze, a black bull was led to the copper pillar. The four wrestlers firmly bound the bull and held it down, and Li Xin was bare-chested, and in the sound of drums, he held a sharp short knife in his own hand and squeezed it straight into the vital point of his heart.

Thick plasma gushed out of the wound and flowed into a copper vat on the ground, laden with hundreds of pounds of liquor.

Zhang Dian wore the most formal court dress and walked onto the pedestal. Holding a three-legged bronze wine lord, scooping up a glass of wine in the vat, facing the north, kneeling down and holding it above his head, "This cup is dedicated to the Son of Heaven." ”

Thousands of people knelt down together and shouted in unison: "Congratulations to the Emperor Song Tianzi on his longevity." ”

Leading everyone, kneeling three times and knocking nine times, Zhang Dian got up and scooped out the second cup and sprinkled it on the ground, "This cup is to sacrifice the soul of the hero." ”

"This third cup is sworn by this bronze pillar." Zhang Duan once again raised the wine lord high and turned back to face everyone, "If there is anyone who disobeys the court and intends to make trouble, all the departments will raise troops to attack him." ”

The cave masters of each tribe raised the bronze jue in their hands together with Zhang Dan, and the wine jue in their hands was cast together with the copper pillar, and the liquor mixed with ox blood shook in the jue, and they promised in unison: "We take the bronze pillar as an oath, if there is any disobedience to the court and the intention to plot chaos, all the departments will raise troops to attack it!" ”

After the blood alliance, a grand banquet was held under the pedestal.

A jar of wine was passed on the table, and the strong ox used to fight for the blood alliance was turned into fragrant barbecue on the grill. Hundreds of people drank wine and ate meat at the banquet, and some people jumped up and sang a hymn written by one of the staff:

"The heavens are covered with the king's land, and the coast of the South China Sea is also the king's minister. In the past, Fubo set Jiaozhi, and today the king is back on patrol. Zhao's founding name is South Vietnam, and the pillar is marked with bronze after Anmin ......"

Han Gang wanted to yawn when he heard it, although he couldn't compose poetry, he still had vision. This long poem is really not good, and it is not as bold as Li Changjie's quatrain.

"How to choose the rhyme, what is not good to bet, but I bet on Shangping Eleven...... Stubbornly stick to old ways in the face of change. ”

"Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. It's not just for the sake of rhyming with this real word. Zhang Dian smiled beside him, although he drank a lot of wine, but he was still not drunk, only when he looked back at the copper pillar that pointed directly at the sky behind him, his face brought a touch of red as if he was drunk, "Although it can't seal the wolf, it is also a standard copper pillar." With this merit, this life is in vain! ”