Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

As the sky gradually brightened, the lights of the Navy Mansion were turned off one after another, and the yamen servants carried candlesticks and poured them down the corridor.The door curtain opened and fell from time to time, before Cang Lang and the others stepped into the front hall, they heard voices coming from inside the room.

"This room is only ten feet square in total. There is no need to use screens to divide the partitions. Instead, two more lamps are added for lighting at night. Converting the lamp oil money spent for a year, the energy value is worth 750 taels."

The voice is crisp and clear, and even the calculations in the words don't sound so offensive.Wang Lang led Canglang, called "Shande", pointed to the young man who was talking by the window, and turned his head to introduce him.

"Sir, this is Chang Yu. Shande, this is Mr. Cang, who was sent by Beijing to oversee the construction of the commercial port."

Cang Lang greeted with a smile.

Speaking of the Chang family, everyone in the eight counties of Minzhou knows it.

When the old lady of the Chang family went to the Ministry of Household Affairs, she was slandered by Guitou Mi because of her honest nature. After being dismissed from her post and returned to her hometown, she devoted herself to studying the French military formation. "The all-rounder.

The current head of the family, Chang Minxing, entered the county school at the age of 16, and became the tribute supervisor of the Taixue in the 33rd year of Qingyuan.Under Dayan's ethos of "how many injustices are there in being an official", he, who was born as a tribute, broke through the siege of non-commissioned officers by virtue of his communication skills, and later won the honor of being the first son of Guanyin, which can be called the "squire" among the country gentry. stand out.

The young man in front of him is Chang Yu, the only son of the three generations of the Chang family, whose name is Shande.

When Cang Lang took his seat, he took a careful look at Chang Yu: three years ago, when he and his father donated food and grass to the Anti-Japanese Village, he was just a sallow and emaciated little carrot head.Later, because of the Chang family's contribution in relieving difficulties in the Qin'an tragedy, they were praised by the first emperor. Since then, he has made a fortune. This Mr. Chang is also like a radish borrowed from spring bamboo shoots - growing steadily and gratifyingly.

Perhaps it was because the young man didn't remember anything, Chang Yu cupped his hands perfunctorily, turned around and smiled at Feng Lin: "A few times before, Vice General Chi said that you were not here, but this time I heard that the prince summoned you, Shande couldn't help but be overjoyed , and come with the yellow book."

Cang Lang felt that these words were weird, and he didn't see men and women looking at each other, so why did he bring a yellow book to visit?

He slightly tilted his head and glanced at Chi Xiaoyu who was behind him, and the other party came to his ear knowingly, and whispered: "A nerd who doesn't know how to be tall and thick, who has no strength to restrain a chicken, but wholeheartedly wants to join the army, and has pestered the prince several times. Who can persuade him?" It's not very useful, it's a master who doesn't eat oil and salt."

It is not uncommon to submit a pen to join the army since ancient times, but it is unheard of in Canglang to apply with a yellow book.He immediately had a thorn in his heart, but he didn't say anything clearly, he just said: "The young master wants to see the prince because of something, who knows that the prince also wants to summon the young master for the same thing."

As soon as these words came out, even Feng Lin couldn't help but look sideways.Chang Shande was stunned and said: "You mean the prince is willing to accept that I'm by your side?"

"Cough, cough," Wang Lang choked out, drinking tea unpreparedly.Amid Feng Lin's hidden and silent glaring, he turned his face away with a suppressed smile.

"You are allowed to join the army," Cang Lang choked up, and corrected Chang Yu, "Young master is in the world of mortals, with a lot of chivalry in his heart, just to clear up the Japanese plague and restore the peace and tranquility in the village of Fujian Province. There is an opportunity in front of you to make your wish come true."

Chang Yu's eyes lit up, and he asked, "What opportunity?"

Cang Lang took the teacup handed by Feng Lin, pretending not to see the little thought he was showing to him under the toga, and ruthlessly pulled back the cuff he was holding by the movement of drinking tea.

"Mandarin duck formation, my lord, have you ever heard your father mention it?"

Chang Yu was startled, then shook his head blankly.

Since Feng Lin invited him to go to Nanyang, Cang Lang has been thinking about the way to fight against the Japanese.He clearly saw the disadvantages of the Nanyang navy, and at the same time understood that controlling whales was not suitable for large armies, and the key to breaking the situation was to find a way for the navy to quickly adapt to land warfare.

Canglang lit a lamp and boiled oil, searched half of the military books of the Imperial Academy, and finally came up with the answer - Mandarin Duck Formation.

"The best weapon of the elite Japanese pirates is the sword. The advantage is that it is light, flexible, and easy to attack. I checked all the military reports on the Japanese pirates since the 33rd year of Qingyuan. The mandarin duck formation created by my grandfather once solved this problem very well, and he won several victories in the fight against Japanese pirates, which are recorded in military history."

Cang Lang took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and said, "However, the details of these battles are not fully recorded in the history books. The traditional 25-man formation is dismantled or combined, the wolf's whisk is regulated by several inches, and the spear is left or left. The Japanese pirates should be better than before, whether the formation a few years ago is still applicable. I need someone to reproduce the mandarin duck formation, and this matter can't be done by anyone except the Chang family."

He was so calm and relaxed while talking, the hall suddenly became quiet.

Originally, in the eyes of this group of rough men, Cang Lang was at best a solid official, as white as porcelain, with beautiful brows and eyes, and the corners of his eyes were always well-curved, making it hard to imagine that he could smile It is time to kill and cut.At this moment, the shadow of the tree leaking from the sky, dragging its wings behind Cang Lang, looks like a general's battle robe, with the same bearing.

Chang Yu's eyes were already shining, he left Feng Lin, and cheered up: "Master Taifu, you want to use my Chang family formation to train the Nanyang navy? Of course it's good! It's just—"

Chang Yu hesitated and said, "It's just that since Master Yang died in the country, my father has made up his mind not to get involved in court affairs. It may not be so easy to ask him to come out."

Cang Lang was not surprised by this answer.He knew that Chang Minxing and Yang Dayong, the former magistrate of Qin'an County, had been close friends for many years, and they were inseparable. Because of this, when the food and grass in the city were running low, the Chang family was willing to help.

However, people are dead, so how can they know what is right? Canglang can't pin his hopes on the illusory word "love". During the conversation, he observed his words and expressions, and he probably guessed that Mr. Chang's son is a little idiot and a little arrogant. Tried to persuade.

"Why do you have to be a veteran? Fengmao is beautiful, and the younger generation is formidable. I heard that the young master has also studied the calculation of the number of troops. Since your father's ambition is not here, why can't the young master change the old ways and show his ambition?"

The implication is that he agreed to Chang Yu's request to enlist in the army, and gave this geek a proper position.The young master of the Chang family was overjoyed, he stood up and bowed again and again, laughing out a mouthful of neat white teeth.

"Thank you, my lord, Wansheng! Shande should go all out for the mandarin duck formation. Oh, by the way, there are a dozen carts of food stored outside the office, originally for the use of the labor force. But the previous few times the prince was persistent Shou, no matter what this time, I ask the Tai Tuo to accept it on my behalf."

Unable to see that this young man is quite capable of doing what he likes, Cang Lang felt sour again, especially when he was about to leave, the taciturn Feng Lin suddenly said: "You can join the army, but you have to follow me and never leave. "

Inseparable, tsk.

Those four words turned Master Tai Tuo's jealousy in a blink of an eye, and the smile on his face seemed to be filled with sourness from the bottom of his heart, to the extent that others would feel stunned when they saw it.

Just as he was flipping through the waves, Feng Lin weighed the yellow book left by Chang Yu, and suddenly stopped him from behind, and suddenly said coldly: "How do you know that Mr. is officially in the position of Grand Tutor? It seems that the introduction of the major general just now did not mentioned."

"Teacher Qiu, who doesn't know that every household in Qin'an County has your portrait posted on it." Chang Yu's words were startling, and Chi Xiaoyu put his hand on the hilt of his sword. Xiang Canglang's eyes were full of enthusiasm: "When I donated food with my father three years ago, I met you at the county government office. Have you forgotten?"

Cang Lang smiled wryly, raised his hands, and thought to himself, that's all, this is really an idiot.

"Although the Chang family boy is a bit talented, he is also a little too stupid."

On the beach at dusk, the wind is strong, and the sea fog that diffuses along with it blurs the boundary between the water and the sky.There was no one else around, Feng Lin wanted to bring Mr. into the cloak, but reached out his hand but couldn't catch it.

Cang Lang seemed to turn around, and the corner of his robe slipped away from the man's fingers like a white bird. He walked back a few steps against the wind and said loudly: "It's better to be idiot than idiot. Good to be His Highness's arm."

The wind was so strong that it blew the last sentence into pieces, and the jealousy in it was also melted in the ubiquitous smell of the sea.Feng Lin paused for a moment, and held her husband involuntarily, the waves slapped, they left footprints running on the beach, it was hard to tell who followed who first, and then they all walked shoulder to shoulder.

The two ran into a shallow bay, and there was a row of wooden sheds for business under the watchtower. They walked into one of them, and Feng Lin wanted to brush the dust off his husband's shoulders, but the waves wiped it clean first.

Feng Lin resentfully withdrew his hand, and then said a moment ago: "A 19-year-old boy, how can he be worthy of such a heavy responsibility?"

As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, he relied on his majesty, some words were hard to say, and all the worries in his heart were hidden in his eyes: Although Chang Yu is a kid, he is also a cute-looking kid.Coupled with the innate ignorance, if you get along with your husband for a long time, admiration turns into admiration, what will happen?Or put it under your own eyelids, staring at it from time to time is the most stable.

It's a pity that Cang Lang misunderstood the meaning, and only heard the words "19 years old".Think about the age when you are about to stand up, young man with green temples?Huadian Laozi is dead!The acetic acid in his heart suddenly added a bit more sorrow.

"It's not all because of the mandarin duck formation to keep him here." After Cang Lang's bitterness, he had to find his mind to talk about business, "The asphalt stones that were robbed are still missing. Although the Japanese have never mastered the method of making firearms , but with the help of pine oil, such a large amount of asphalt stones can be used to concoct hundreds of catties of gunpowder, which is enough to become a threat. It is necessary to find out the intentions of the Japanese pirates as soon as possible, and the Chang family is the best breakthrough."

Feng Lin was telling the store owner not to put coriander in the fish noodles - this is the most taboo of the husband - when he heard this, he turned his face away.

"Is the Chang family involved with Japanese pirates?"

"It's hard to say," Cang Lang shook his head, "but the only thing that is certain is that the Chang family has been involved in smuggling along the coast, and has a lot of involvement."

The candlelight was flickering, and Cang Lang's eyes slowly followed the luster of the fan handle. He continued: "I still remember that after the Jiangnan business war, I read all the files related to this matter, including the business company handed over by Yi Dunnan. Account book, that was the first time I noticed the name Chang Minxing. In the past ten years, the transactions between the seven major merchants in the south of the Yangtze River and Minzhou almost all went through the turnover of the bank account, which is worth thinking about. When the matter of the commercial port was finalized, I went to check the details of the Changji ticket number just to be sure."

"What did sir find?"

"Since the Qingyuan period, Chang Minxing has set up charity workshops under the banner of helping the poor, and the name of Chang Dashan came from this. But if you look deeper, you will find very interesting things," Cang Lang No rush, "For example, He Weizhang, the head of the Minzhou Chamber of Commerce earlier, turned out to be the largest banker in Changji. Every year, a large amount of money poured into the bank account of the bank, but there was no withdrawal. In the end, they all went out under the name of Tzu Chi. , where do you think all the money went?"

Feng Lin moved his index finger lightly and said, "Jiangnan, the seven great merchants."

Cang Lang nodded and said "Yes", "As early as when Sangji surfaced, I was thinking that the most direct participants in the smuggling in Minzhou were the officials of the eight counties, and their relatives were their help in the court. But these two forces What is the profit distribution channel of the company? There must be another hidden line hidden under this chain. Until I checked every account of Tzu Chi Fang carefully, I found that their actual handlers in Jiangning were none other than the Seven Great Merchants. Makes sense."

"Sir, I want to say that the Minzhou Chamber of Commerce and the seven major merchants in the south of the Yangtze River are the agents of the upper and lower officials involved in smuggling at sea, and the final distribution of the spoils is realized through the Changji ticket number." Sensitive."

The fish soup was tumbling in the pot, and the blue waves condensed the white layer, and continued to extend this speculation.

"He Weizhang once said before his death that if the city is banned, businessmen will turn into bandits. The pirates in the southeast cannot be dismantled from the smuggling trade. If Chang Minxing is really involved with the pirates, keeping Chang Yu by his side may provide us with some information. useful information."

When the noodles were served, there were still a few stalks of coriander floating on the milky white fish soup. Feng Lin patiently picked them up, without saying a word.Cang Lang looked at him for a long time, then turned his face to the tarpaulin that was rattled by the wind: "Why, feel sorry for that kid?"

"Well, it's extremely unfair."

Feng Lin put his chopsticks flat on the edge of the bowl, and there was not a single coriander on the milky and mellow soup. He gently pushed the bowl towards the waves, his eyes froze suddenly.

"I complain for my husband."

Cang Lang's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, not daring to follow his line of sight.