Martial arts: Prince Xiaoyao, pick Zhou Zhiruo at the beginning

"If you can find a few big islands like Dongying, that's almost enough."

"At that time, it will be a big project to transport people up, and I will trouble Xiao Ju'er to arrange it."

Qiu Ju said in a deep voice, "Master, don't worry (Nuo Qian Zhao), leave this matter to me. There are a lot of ships in the Tianri Chamber of Commerce, just a few more trips will do."

Indeed, as Qiu Ju said, the Tianri Chamber of Commerce has a large number of sea-going ships, and the transportation capacity is not a problem.

Chunlan smiled, "Master has made up his mind to become a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering."

"Does Xiao Chunlan think that Master is a Bodhisattva? It will be beneficial from it."

Huang Rong was puzzled, "I can't make any money here, and I have to lose a lot of money. What good is there?"

Liu Hao smiled and shook his head, "You don't understand."

In the next voyage, as long as you encounter a small island, you will record it, and gradually form a more detailed sea chart.

The islands here are hundreds of miles away from the border, and dozens of miles away, ranging from large to small.

Qiu Ju marked some of the larger islands suitable for growing food, and arranged for people to come and decorate them after returning.

People keep going up and down the island to find out whether the island is suitable for growing food. Traveling instead turns into exploration, which is not a lot of fun.

Chapters 3 and [-]: Soldiers of Great Liang, the strength of character will last forever

The voyage, which was originally expected to take about one month, turned into three months.

It wasn't until spring when the flowers bloomed that the sea boat arrived at Yongcheng in Daliang.

Although it has been so long, everyone had a good time.

New discoveries are made almost every day.

In addition to looking for islands by boat, they also fished on the boat. Although they didn't get much, it was more fun and leisure.

"Finally back!" Xia Zhu stretched her waist, looking at the familiar buildings in the city.

The three-month sea voyage made them miss the land a little bit.

Seeing that Lai Xiangzhi was wearing the familiar Daliang costume and speaking with a Daliang accent, he couldn't help but feel as if he was a world away.

It's been a long time since I heard the din of people and the noise in the streets, but now that I'm back, my mood is a little different, and it's more harmonious than before.

Liu Hao felt this change, "This trip has been rewarding."

Xia Zhu said, "It's not just harvested, we have found more than 100 islands."

There are many islands on the road, and there are more than 100 large and small islands suitable for growing food.

Among them, there are more than a dozen larger ones, but no one as big as Dongying can be found.

On the way, Qiu Ju had already released a carrier pigeon to convey her order.

Come to think of it, many people have passed by now.

It was nearly March, and although it was a little late to plant grain at this time, a batch could be harvested later.

There are a total of 987 seven islands in 160. Depending on the size, the required number of people is different. It is estimated that at least 10 people are enough.

If so many people are transported by sea boat, it will take many trips back and forth.

But with Qiu Ju around, Liu Hao, the hands-off shopkeeper, doesn't need to take care of these things at all.

People in Yongcheng came and went, when Liu Hao and the others stepped out of the ship, they immediately attracted countless eyes.

Chunlan and the others are so beautiful, no matter where they go, they are like a ray of light, firmly attracting the attention of others.

But for most people, this kind of beauty can only be appreciated from a distance, not even close.

Everyone has long been used to it, and they left the pier around Liu Hao.

A large and exquisite carriage has been waiting outside the pier for a long time.

This is the end of the trip by water, and we have to take a carriage again.

From Yongcheng to Daliang, it will take half a month if you don't rush by horse-drawn carriage.

Except for Liu Hao and Chunlan, Zhou Zhiruo and the others were not familiar with Daliang, so it happened to be able to walk around Daliang's cities in this half month.

The carriage moved slowly, through the bustling streets, and headed out of the city.

Huang Rongshi didn't open the car curtain to look outside. The architectural culture of Daliang is completely different from that of Tang Dynasty, and somewhat similar to that of Ming Dynasty.

Clothing is also more conservative, especially women's clothing (chba), which covers everything that can be covered.

However, Daliang's costumes are more conservative than Daming's, and a little more exquisite, not as simple as Daming's.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

The carriage is unmanned, and only Liu Hao can stop the carriage.

The carriage stopped in front of a crossroad, and the intersection was full of people, watching something, talking even more.

"Little Ju'er, go and see."

Qiu Ju jumped onto the roof of the carriage, and a cold voice came in, "Master, there is someone kneeling at the intersection, holding a pleading paper in his hand, and he should sue."

"I saw the prefect's team coming..."

Suddenly, there was a trace of emotion in Qiu Ju's words, "I have seen this man kneeling in Beixiong pastoral city, and he is a soldier from Daliang."

Qiu Ju has a very good memory, and those who have seen her will definitely not forget it.

This person had seen it during the Mucheng War.

The convoy of the prefect of Yongcheng stopped at the intersection, and a group of officers and soldiers pushed aside the onlookers.

Then the officers and soldiers took the opponent's pleadings and handed them over to the magistrate.

Under the eyes of everyone, the pleading paper was thrown out of the carriage by the magistrate, and then the officers and soldiers rushed over to drag the person blocking the way aside, and the magistrate's carriage drove away.

Street people were dragged to corners and leaned against walls like garbage, ignored.

His eyes were already blind, and he was crying silently in the corner, full of helplessness.

His pleading paper just fell on the ground casually, allowing others to trample on him.

Liu Hao got out of the carriage, picked up the paper, opened it and looked at it again, a trace of anger could not help but rise in his eyes.

He walked up to the beam soldier who was being dragged to the corner like garbage, and slowly squatted down.

The man felt that someone was squatting in front of him, but he didn't react at all, probably because his heart was dead.

"Which army do you belong to?"

Liu Hao's voice is very soft and gentle, making it very comfortable to listen to.

Most importantly, what he asked was: which army are you from.

The man immediately sat upright, tried his best to raise his trembling hands to his chest, and gave a military salute, "Da Liang, the Eighth Army of the South, Qianfeng Battalion, Xiao Weiguo."

Great Liang soldiers, the strength of character will last forever.

This military salute may be a little crooked, but this kind of character is upright and upright.

Liu Hao looked at him. Although he was blind, his eyes seemed to have no trauma from the outside.

"Have you consulted the army about this matter?"

Xiao Weiguo shook his head, "Family matters, you can't go to the army."

Liu Hao helped him up, "According to the laws of Daliang, the army is indeed not suitable for interfering in local government affairs, but the army still has to manage the affairs of the soldiers."

Xiao Weiguo said, "Don't cause trouble for the army."

"It's not a problem. If a country, its soldiers fall, the country is about to die."

Liu Hao helped him find a place to sit down, "I saw your pleading paper, is everything on it true?"

Xiao Weiguo nodded vigorously, "Yes, everything is true."

At this time, a gust of fragrant wind came, and Qiu Ju had already walked over, "My lord, I have inquired about it, and his story is the same as what is written in the certificate, and it is all true."

Liu Hao didn't speak, just hummed lightly.

But Qiu Ju knew that the more Liu Hao was like this, the bigger the matter was, and the more angry he was.

"Trust me, tell me everything about you, and see if I can help you." When Liu Hao spoke, a wave of spiritual energy had penetrated into Xiao Weiguo's body, and he began to examine him.

There is no injury in both eyes but he is blind. It must be some kind of internal injury, which may be cured.

"Thank you, my lord." Xiao Weiguo's tone was sincere, and this feeling came from the heart.

He began to tell the story.

After the war in Northern Hungary, wounded veterans like him were disarmed and returned to the field, so he came back.

His family lives in a small county outside Yongcheng, which is under the jurisdiction of Yongcheng.

When I got home, I found that the house was gone.

My parents and wife also died. It is said that they were burned to death in a fire, and the house was also burned down.

But he felt that it was not that simple, so he asked everywhere, but none of his neighbors dared to tell, as if someone had given a gag order.

Later, a kind person finally told him that it was because a young master took a fancy to his wife, but his wife refused.

The young master accidentally shot and killed his wife, and later even burned his house, and his parents were also burned to death.

Later, he went to the county magistrate to file a complaint, but the county magistrate did not accept his pleading paper at all, only saying that it was caused by a fire.

He had nowhere to sue in the county seat, so he had to come to Yongcheng with a pleading paper.

But the result was still the same. The prefect of Yongcheng also refused to accept his pleading paper, and did not even investigate.

Xiao Weiguo sighed heavily, this sigh was full of disappointment and helplessness.

After Liu Hao finished listening, he said softly, "Don't move."

A finger pointed out like lightning, and poked on Xiao Weiguo's temple.

3 Chapter [-] Bully me, the soldier of Liang Liang, court death!

Xiao Weiguo's body trembled violently, his eyes stinging sharply.

Then he felt a ray of light appear in the dark world.

It was as if the curtain had been pulled back, and a curtain of light had also been pulled back from his dark world.

More and more light entered the dark world, and gradually, the original darkness was swept away, and his world reappeared.

Following Liu Hao's poke, he could see it again.

Xiao Weiguo didn't know how to describe his mood, this kind of feeling of regaining the light after loss is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Then he saw an ordinary but comfortable face, and then he looked at the woman standing behind the man.

His body trembled violently, Xiao Weiguo fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, and bowed his head.

"Fairy, it's a fairy."

Qiu Ju asked ~, "Do you remember me?"

Xiao Weiguo was extremely excited, "I remember, in Yangcheng and Mucheng, I saw the goddess twice-both times."

It's okay to meet her in Mucheng, but Qiuju's stay in Yangcheng is very short, and the only ones who can see her are those Daliang soldiers who are not afraid of death at the front of the sky.

Qiu Ju said in a deep voice, "Master, we have to take care of this matter."

Liu Hao got up slowly, "Naturally, we have to take care of it. How can we not let it go when you bully me as a soldier."

"Hold my token, call the local guard over, and bring the garrison with you." Liu Hao threw a token to Qiu Ju.

This token represents the royal family of Daliang, and any official in Daliang, whether in politics or in the army, will recognize it.

Qiu Ju nodded, and left with the token.

Liu Hao patted Xiao Weiguo on the shoulder, "Can you drive a carriage?"

Xiao Weiguo nodded, "Yes."