Sha Po Lang

It was a small island in the East China Sea, and the map was not drawn clearly, like a bunch of ink dots thrown at random.

The territory of the entire girder is in Gu Yun's mind, but he never remembers such a place. There is not even a decent gas lamp on the merchant ship, and the indoor oil lamp is dim. Even if there is glass, it is very difficult to see. He slightly Frowning, trying to brighten the oil lamp.

Ge Pangxiao: "This is the map given to me by Master Liao Ran. I looked at it. The map issued by the Ministry of War does not show this place. They are probably small uninhabitable islands. The surrounding area is either turbulent currents or hidden reefs. The folks There are also many haunted legends, and the locals don't know that there is an island here."

It is far away from the land, and it is impossible to swim there. If you don't take a boat, you can only rely on flying.

The "Kite" moves slowly and relies heavily on the compass. If there is chaos near the small island, they will not be able to come here-not to mention that the east of this place is basically the territory of the Dongying people. The "Kite" or "Jiao" in Daliang "It would be somewhat provocative to walk around for no reason.However, the maintenance of the "Eagle" has high requirements on the armor division, and it is not easy to maintain. The front line of the East China Sea is used to being calm, and this service is not equipped.

Chang Geng couldn't help asking: "If there is no map issued by the Ministry of War, then where does the master get this map?"

Ge Pangxiao replied seriously: "He said that it was drawn by the emperor who fell in love with Donghai Pearl in the past, and the fishermen were forced by Sui Gong to form a death squad for pearl hunting, and hit this place by mistake. .”

Chang Geng: "..."

It's really perfunctory that the monk made up nonsense to fool the fool.

Ge Pangxiao turned to Gu Yun, gestured and said, "Master Hou, what should we do?"

Gu Yun didn't have time to answer, the whole hull suddenly trembled violently, Gu Yun held on to the oil lamp that was almost toppled, winked, and signaled Ge Pang to put away all the things on the table.

Ge Pangxiao immediately took a deep breath cleverly, puffed out his chest and retracted his abdomen, and stuffed the pile of bits and pieces into his arms.

Chang Geng grabbed the saber on the table: "I'll go out and have a look."

Ge Pangxiao: "Wait, I want to go too!"

The two went out one after the other.Gu Yun took off the glazed mirror and put it aside, rubbing his sore eyes.

The location of that small piece of island is very delicate. It crosses the Dongying Islands and does not connect with the main beam. It points directly to Jinan Prefecture. If the design is good, it will not be a problem to approach the important place of Gyeonggi.

It's just that no matter how weak Daliang's navy is, it cannot be shaken by the little Dongyi people. So far, no Ziliu gold mine has been discovered in the East China Sea. To use Ziliujin in batches, either buy it from Westerners at a high price, or try to get it from the Daliang black market.

And the black market...

If bandits do not collude with officials, it will not be easy for a long time.

The Ziliujin black market, which was hated by three generations of emperors in Daliang, is like a centipede that is dead but not stiff. If the wind relaxes a little, it will be revived immediately. If you think about it with your toes, you can know that it is definitely not all the business of private desperadoes. There must be something behind it. Shadows of various forces.

If others don't tell you, Gu Yun's hands are definitely not clean. Otherwise, relying on the bit of Ziliu gold allocated to him by the imperial court every year, let alone a black eagle, a black armor, and a black knight, even a house sparrow, a black dog, and a night tiger can't support him. .

Such a large-scale smuggling of Ziliujin must have a lot of people behind it.

At this moment, the wooden door of the cabin was suddenly pushed open, and the monk Lian Ran walked in with a misty fairy air, and rushed to Gu Yun's head very familiarly, and closed the door behind him.

Gu Yun: "..."

He had no choice but to put on the glazed mirror that he had taken off to receive the guests.

Gu Yun still couldn't figure it out, why did he think he wouldn't get beaten?

Because you feel good looking?

Knowing that he was bathed in Gu Yun's cold gaze, he lowered his head and found a chair to sit down indifferently. He gestured in front of Gu Yun and said, "It's almost nightfall today, and we will be able to reach Haoli. Then the monk will be at the command of the commander."

Gu Yun: "You're welcome - what will you do? I have no shortage of light."

Clearly: "..."

Gu Yun sat up a little bit, and the blade was still in his eyes that couldn't see clearly: "I really didn't expect that 'Lin Yuan''s hand had already reached Huguo Temple, Master, why don't we open the skylight and speak honestly, What are you trying to do by getting meddled in this matter?"

The smile on Qiao Ran's face that was used for begging for alms gradually faded, and turned into a face of empathy like an eminent monk: "'Linyuan Pavilion' has no malicious intentions."

Gu Yun said with a half-smile, "Otherwise, why do you think you're still alive?"

According to legend, the former dynasty imposed tyrannical levies, and the monarch was incompetent and incompetent.

The reason why Emperor Taizu stood out among them was largely because the mysterious Linyuan Pavilion chose him.Linyuan Pavilion covers everything from high-ranking officials to peddlers and pawns. At the beginning of the founding of Daliang, Emperor Taizu thought of his great achievements and wanted to confer the title of Linyuan Pavilion. Hiding in the rivers and lakes has made this behemoth silent again until now.

Gu Yun: "The prosperity of Linyuan Pavilion subsides, and the troubled times emerge—it is said that Xuantieying is a crow, but I think your Excellency is the real crow."

Xiaoran lowered his eyes, like a handsome Buddha with compassion in his heart: "Master Hou knew my origin, but he didn't stop me from getting close to His Highness the Fourth Highness."

Gu Yun looked at him silently

Clearly: "The monk boldly guessed that the worries and thoughts in the commander's heart are exactly the same as ours."

The boat sailed steadily, and the oil lamp on the table hopped up and down. Gu Yun restrained his hostility, and sat at the table with his long hair loose, with an indistinct wrinkle between his brows, as if he had put away all the seriousness that was usually under his feet. Sexually put it on the face.

The two were relatively speechless, and the only communication with each other was quick gestures, but there was no obstacle.

Liao Ran: "Zi Liu Jin is burning too vigorously. The fire cannot be extinguished. No one can stop it. Has the commander thought about retreating?"

Then, without waiting for Gu Yun to answer, he continued: "People say that Marquis An Ding is a martial artist who only knows how to fight. It's just a knife in the emperor's hand. I can't see it. Otherwise, why hasn't the commander married so far? Could it be possible? Is it really my brother who cursed me?"

Gu Yun seemed to have smiled, put the glazed mirror away, put on the blindfold again, and didn't want to communicate with Qingran anymore.

After finishing the matter, he said in sign language: "The Gu family has no way out. If there is such a day, someone Gu will have to be used as fuel to be buried for the country of my maternal ancestor's family—by the way, the next time I see the person who healed my eyes My miraculous doctor, send my regards to him."

Ever since the first bowl of purple gold in the world was dug out, it was doomed that the world would never be peaceful again.

One day, no matter how diligent the farmers are, they will be defeated by the iron puppets that never cease to come and go in the fields, and no matter how peerless a master is, it will be difficult for them to resist the heavy armor sweeping away thousands of troops. Everyone will face an unprecedented turmoil. In order to regain their position, or extremely rich and extremely noble, or extremely humble and extremely humble.

And those who are defeated in the arena lit by Ziliujin will never recover again——

The matter is as big as between the family and the country, as small as the three religions and nine streams, it is all the same.

When everyone starts to realize this, the unavoidable chaos will definitely come, it just depends on whether it is early or late.This is the context of the times, even if you are an invincible hero, prince or general, you will not be able to stop it.

After Gu Yun said the last sentence, he got up calmly, ignored Monk Zhiran, and walked out of the cabin with his hands behind his back, intending to see what was going on outside. loyalty.

As soon as he stood on the deck, he smelled a strange smell from the sea breeze, as if something was burning. Gu Yun stood at the door, carefully distinguishing the smell from the wind, and then he realized that it was There is a slight strange smell when the purple gold mixed with impurities burns.

The "merchant ship" slowly passed through the shallow sea next to the small island, and on both sides were two rows of pristine "long dragons". The bright warships were lined up, with sufficient ammunition, and the merchant ships smuggling Ziliujin lined up. OK, like an inconspicuous grain and grass cart shuttling through thousands of troops.

Although Gu Yun couldn't see it, he already guessed what was going on around him from the suddenly tense air.

This kind of battle, not to mention the Xuanying with three melons and two dates, even the Jiangnan Navy may not be able to resist.

At this time, a familiar person leaned over and stretched out his hand to touch him silently.

Except for Chang Geng, most people don't do this. If you want to help, you can help, and if you don't help, you don't. There are not as many steps as Chang Geng.

Gu Yun felt that Chang Geng always seemed a little inexplicably nervous in front of him, he always wanted to show his existence very low-key first, and then unless Gu Yun stretched out his hand for him to support, he would follow step by step and never stretch out his hand.

"It's unreasonable," Gu Yun supported Chang Geng's extended arm, wondering in his heart, "Why are you nervous about me? Is there a father who is kinder than me in the world?"

Chang Geng quickly wrote on his hand: "There are at least a hundred large ships here, I'm not sure if they are sea dragons..."

"Yes," Gu Yun replied, "It smells like purple and gold."

Chang Geng: "..."

Didn't the monk know that people can't smell purple and gold, only the dog inspector can do it?

Little adoptive father's ability...in fact, he doesn't need to have it.

Gu Yun sighed secretly, and murmured resentfully in his heart: "It's all your prodigal and stingy elder brother, so you can't rest assured if you send me far to the northwest. , I’m going to make waves! It’s time!”

In the evening, Monk Mingran changed into his "Night Travel Clothes" and ran to look for Gu Yun. Gu Yun was wearing a glass mirror, his ears could only hear loud movements within two feet, and he could barely see the room through the glasses in front of one eye. Who, the "soldiers" beside him include a dumb monk, a fake girl, a fat man, and a son who is very good at acting like a baby.

Outside are the Haijiao battleship group with live ammunition and countless oriental warriors and private soldiers.

But no one was nervous, because Gu Yun was here, anyway, he alone could represent thousands of troops.

"Don't pretend," Gu Yun said plainly, "There must be people from you in the 'Artemisia', otherwise why would you be so deliberate? Confess quickly, we are now grasshoppers on the same rope."

Clearly and silently recited a Buddhist name, he took out his paint-leathered "Red Sandalwood" beads and handed them over. Gu Yun couldn't help wrinkling his nose when he reached out to pick it up. His extremely sensitive nose keenly caught a smell of rancid taste.

Gu Yun leaned back, never being polite to monks, and said bluntly: "My God, master, how long has it been since you bathed? This is almost patina."

The three teenagers immediately retreated three steps away at the same time.

Chang Geng simply couldn't recall the image of him when he first met Monk Qingran in the palace. Master Liaoran was sincere enough to meet the Holy Spirit at that time, and he washed himself like a little white lotus.

Gu Yun's face was cold, his heart was terribly bad, he was blind, the monk was dumb, he had a very good nose, and the monk didn't like to take a bath—as expected, there was no bald donkey in the world who would not fight against him.

One hundred and eight beads, except for the beads, every other beads can be unscrewed in the middle, and there is a steel seal inside, a total of 36 seals, each of which represents a person from Linyuan Pavilion.

Gu Yun was silent for a while: "Is the Linyuan Pavilion fully mobilized?"

He laughed without saying a word.

Chang Geng frowned, and asked, "What is Linyuan Pavilion?"

He spoke suddenly, but Gu Yun was caught off guard and didn't hear it clearly. It wasn't until he saw the monk making trivial gestures at Chang Geng that he guessed the conversation between the two of them, and immediately interrupted: "It's a group of people who are very good at making jokes. Crow's Mouth—Okay, don't explain, how do you get in touch with these people?

Liao Ran: "Others don't know, but I know that one of them is the musician of the captain of the fleet. You just need to contact her first, and the monk can do the work of a dog."

Gu Yun thought to himself: "Our Northwest decent army doesn't even have a single cricket that can sing, and there are musicians in this army of private soldiers. What's the reason?"

Chang Geng said: "Be careful, Dongying people have doubts about us, I can feel that noodle man is nearby several times."

With Chang Geng taking the lead, Ge Pangxiao also started talking: "Master Hou, when will our people arrive?"

Gu Yun sat on the spot calmly, with an inscrutable look on his face - he actually didn't hear it, he was trying to guess Ge Pangxiao's mouth shape, but without sign language, he couldn't see clearly just the mouth shape .

Liao Ran hurriedly came forward to save the scene, and gestured: "Be patient, as the Jiangnan Navy moves, it's easy to scare the snake..."

Gu Yun passed him, and immediately realized that Ge Pang's novel was the backup, and said in his heart: "The black eagles I brought can be counted on one hand. I don't know if Yao Zhen's idiot who sleeps for five hours a day will work. Well, cleaning the battlefield is more or less the same.”

While thinking this way, he interrupted Master Ran again, and said boldly: "A naval army of this size was not built up in a day or two. I suspect that someone in the court conspired to rebel, and cleaning up these waste copper and rotten iron is not the purpose. , Finding out that person is the most important thing.”

Master Lian Ran, who was good-hearted in saving the scene but was interrupted twice, sat across from Gu Yun and smiled, like a ubala flower without a bath.

Lady Cao suddenly coughed dryly, but he didn't speak. Ever since he saw Gu Yun with disheveled hair, he was a little speechless in front of Gu Yun, and by accident he took advantage of that deaf man.

Madam Cao gestured cautiously: "I can also help with errands."

Gu Yun probably knew that this child would only be nympho all day long, and his kung fu practice was very sloppy, so he immediately vetoed it: "No, go on pretending to be your little maid."

Madam Cao said cautiously, "I will dress up as a Japanese."

Gu Yun raised his eyebrows.

Mrs. Cao hurriedly explained: "I can, I have even pretended to be a man."

Gu Yun: "..."

He leaned forward slightly, and asked sincerely, "Young man, do you know that you are a man?"

Mrs. Cao's face turned red with a "boom", and her three souls and seven souls were all wandering back and forth on the rope, and she didn't care about listening to what he had to say.

Gu Yun's shoulders were suddenly pulled back forcefully, Chang Geng would not be afraid to touch him now, and stood behind him with a serious face, his face sinking like water, just like that old pedant Shen Yi.

Gu Yun coughed dryly, leaned back along his hand, and said solemnly: "That's not okay, you don't know how to speak Japanese."

Mrs. Cao said something, except for Gu Yun who didn't hear it, and everyone else was very surprised - he said a very complicated sentence, mixed with a few Japanese words of unknown meaning, and the rest was a blunt tongue Mandarin, the Dongying people on the merchant ships have been running around the Daliang coast all year round, and they can speak Mandarin, but the accent is weird, sometimes mixed with their own local dialect, and Mrs. Cao learned it perfectly.

After Madam Cao finished speaking, seeing that everyone was looking at him, she couldn't calm down immediately, she lowered her head and covered her face.

Chang Geng asked in surprise, "Where did you learn it?"

Mrs. Cao replied humbly: "I heard from the two Dongying people who brought us meals every day."

Based on Chang Geng's understanding of him, there is no need to ask later, there must be one who looks good.

So when night fell that day, a slender "dongying boy" landed on the island without anyone noticing.

There are too many Dongying people here, and it was late, no one noticed him, he shivered at the sea jelly fleet lined up horizontally, and ran away.

At the same time, an unexpected guest approached Gu Yun and the others.

Chang Geng opened the door a little, saw Zhai Song outside and said with a smile: "The general heard that there is a Mr. Xiang on our merchant ship, so I specially asked me to invite you to the banquet."