Jeju is located on the coast of the East China Sea, with deep and wide waters.
The unique conditions here have created many large ports.
Merchants from Korea and Japan passed through here to trade, and it became an important port for merchants from eight countries and overseas trade.
As the carriage drove into the suburbs of Jeju City, the official road was lined with shades of weeping willows that moved gently in the wind, like endless green silk ribbons.
Zhou Lang and Su Sanniang sat side by side at the front of the car, driving the horses, whispering softly, and laughing happily from time to time.
It seemed that there must be a story between the two.
As soon as she entered Jeju, Yaoru's mood seemed extremely low.
She looked out of the car with sad eyes, dazed.
I knew she must be recalling the glorious past of her family.
Su Sanniang turned around and said: "I have a sister Jinlan in Jeju City.
After entering the city, we can go to her place to stay temporarily."
I thought to myself: "Sanniang's sisters are probably also figures in Fengyuechang.
I came to Jeju this time because of the entrustment of Empress Jing.
It would be inconvenient to live in that kind of place.
It's just that I lost my imperial edict in Huilong Town.
Seeing that How can we win Shen Chi's trust?"
The carriage has arrived in front of the city gate.
Zhou Lang slowly stopped the carriage.
I opened the curtain and saw dozens of guards in front of me checking the passing people one by one.
Zhou Lang said: "Young Master seems to want to get out of the car for inspection."
Yao and I got out of the carriage.
Two guards came over and looked us up and down.
One of them said in surprise: "You are Mr.
Long."
I was a little confused by his sudden words.
I have never been to Jeju, so how could anyone know me?
In front of the city wall, an old man in green shirt heard the shouting, hurriedly came to me, took out a portrait, checked it, and said loudly: "You are Long Yinkong, Master Long."
I was even more confused because he actually called out my name.
I looked at the portrait in his hand, and sure enough, the man in the portrait was seventy percent similar to me.
The old man smiled and said: "Young Master Long, there is no need to be suspicious.
I was entrusted by my master to wait for you here."
He introduced himself: "I, Su Yuanlin, am Mr.
Ximen's butler."
I suddenly remembered that before leaving Qindu, Ximen Ge once said that his second uncle Ximen Bodong ran Dongdang Wharf in Jeju, and asked with a smile: "The master you mentioned is Ximen Bodong."
Su Yuanlin smiled and said: "That's exactly the name of my master."
He waved his hand, and two luxurious four-wheel carriages came towards us.
Su Yuanlin respectfully made an invitation gesture: "Master Long, please get in the car."
I have already guessed about what happened.
Qian Sihai must have escaped safely and fled to Jeju.
He must have asked Ximen Bodong for help for my matter.
I asked Su Yuanlin: "How is Boss Qian?"
Su Yuanlin frowned slightly: "Boss Qian came to Jeju five days ago.
He was injured in many places.
The injuries of the two guards who came with him were also very serious.
My master specially invited a famous doctor to treat him.
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Now he is still alive."
Recuperating."
Convinced that Qian Sihai was still alive, I was a little relieved.
I had to wait until I saw Qian Sihai to talk about anything else.
Ximen Bodong was very powerful in Jeju, and passersby gave way when they saw their carriages and horses.
The roads in Jeju City are straight and broad, and there are few pedestrians on the road.
According to Su Yuanlin, most residents in Jeju City make a living at the port, and now is the time to go to work, so the city seems extremely deserted during the day.
The carriage traveled five miles within the city and then turned due north.
I could already hear the salty smell of sea water in the waves.
I opened the car curtain and looked forward, only to see a blue sea surface in front of me.
The sea water reflected the vast skylight, changing endlessly.
There are so many different manners, and they are even more dazzling under the clear sky, which is beyond description.
Ximen Bodong's mansion was built on a hill near the sea, and the carriage stopped on the open grass in front of the door.
There were several people waiting in front of the door.
As soon as I got out of the car, a person came to me with a big smile and said loudly: "Master Long, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
He looked like he was in his forties and was wearing high-quality clothes.
Wearing a purple-yellow embroidered robe, he is tall and his facial features are sharp and angular, which makes people feel an indescribable roughness.
The most peculiar thing is that his beard is all brown-red.
I knew in my heart that this person must be Ximen Bodong, so I hurriedly walked forward two steps: "It's Mr.
Ximen who is here."
Ximen Bodong enthusiastically held my hands and laughed and said, "That's right."
He waved to me as an invitation and walked side by side into the mansion with me.
Ximen Bodong's mansion is very exquisitely built, and walking into it is like entering a Jiangnan garden.
There are dozens of pavilions and pavilions in the mansion, which are scattered and scattered among them, and the shape is more natural.
The garden is extremely quiet, and it feels more and more beautiful and refined.
Most of the servants I saw along the way were working quietly, and even the communication between them was expressed with gestures.
It seems that Ximen Bodong's rules are very strict.
After the turning point of 78, I turned around a jagged Taihu stone, heard the gurgling sound of water in my ears, and suddenly opened up in front of me, and a pond appeared in front of me.
The water source was originally the stream in front.
After ingenious arrangement, water was diverted from the ground using bamboo tubes, hung upside down from the gap in the rockery seven or eight feet high, and transformed into five or six large and small waterfalls that poured directly into the pool.
The pond is about ten acres in size, with tall trees and weeping willows surrounding the pond.
Opposite is an open bamboo hall.
In front of the hall, there is about an acre of flat land, with fragrant grass and taro, green and dust-free.
Behind the side hall, there are thousands of bamboo poles built to support the sky and the sun, which reflect the blue color of several cases.
While browsing the scenery on the roadside, I asked: "Where can Boss Qian be?"
Ximen Bodong said: "His ankle was injured and he is still lying on the bed."
He pointed to the corridor to the east and said: "It's right there."
I followed Ximen Bodong towards the place where Qian Sihai was recovering from his injuries.
After walking through the corridor and passing through the arch at the end, a small courtyard appeared in front of them.
Qian Sihai was sleeping on a lounge chair and basking in the sun.
When he heard the noise, he opened his eyes and looked towards us, with a look of great surprise on his fat face: "Mr.
Long."
He struggled to stand up.
I hurriedly stepped forward to hold his body and said, "You are still injured."
He has not recovered and cannot move his body.”
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Ximen Bodong signaled Su Yuanlin to take Yao Ru and others to settle down first, and asked the servant to make tea, and sat down next to Qian Sihai with me.
Qian Sihai was still full of guilt when talking about the past: "Qian really deserves death for letting those gang of horse thieves disturb the young master."
In front of Ximen Bodong, he still took care to conceal my true identity.
I smiled and said, "Boss Qian doesn't have to blame himself.
That incident has passed.
Besides, I didn't suffer any losses."
Qian Sihai nodded repeatedly, then turned to Ximen Bodong and said: "Thanks to Brother Ximen for his help this time, otherwise Qian would not have been able to reunite with the young master so quickly."
Ximen Bodong smiled and said: "Boss Qian is too polite.
You come to me because you think highly of me, Ximen Bodong.
As long as I can do it in Jeju City, you two can do whatever you want."
This man has a rather forthright temperament, which makes him I couldn't help but feel good about him.
Qian Sihai said: "That day after Mr.
Long and I were separated, Li Dong and Guan Chao fought hard to rescue me.
My ankle was stepped on by someone in the chaos and unfortunately fractured.
After finding the carriage and horse, I asked them to The two went back to find His Highness, but Huilong Town had long been in ruins and there was no one left.
"Qian Sihai sighed: "We had to go to Jeju first and ask Boss Ximen for help."
Ximen Bodong added: "I asked the painter to draw the young master's appearance based on Boss Qian's description, and sent it to the soldiers guarding the gate, asking them to pay attention to the passing crowds.
Fortunately, I didn't miss it."
It seems that Ximen Bodong must be very familiar with the officials of Jeju.
Maybe it is not known that he knows Shen Chi.
I couldn't help but feel moved, but it was inconvenient to ask in front of Qian Sihai.
It wasn't until Ximen Bodong accompanied me to my residence that I asked: "Boss Ximen, I wonder if there is an official named Shen Chi here?"
Ximen Bodong's eyes showed confusion, and he said for a long time: "There is indeed an official named Shen Chi.
He seems to be the city guard of the South Gate, but I haven't heard from him for a long time."
Only then did I realize that Shen Chi was not the Jeju City Guards as Queen Jing said, but a gatekeeper at the east gate of Jeju City.
If this person was really the talented person in the world as Queen Jing said, he would be willing to remain unknown as a guard.
The ten-year-old gate has indeed a patience that ordinary people cannot match.
My expectations for Shen Chi have increased a bit
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