"Crack, click, click."
Qiu Ping squatted on the shoulders of his statue, holding a fragrant pear in his hand, eating it until the juice overflowed and he was in a happy mood.
"Speaking of which, this business trip at official expense is not that unhappy."
Qiu Ping changed his position again and sat on the shoulders of the statue.
The boat bumped up and down with the current, and his body swayed along with it, as if he were riding a horse.
Starting three days ago, their baggage train set off.
Qiu Ping was only responsible for protecting the safety of the baggage train in secret. The person in charge on the surface was the escort dispatched by the imperial court.
Without so many trivial matters, he just took this opportunity to fish openly.
"It's a pity that it's not good for you to ask anyone to do this. You have to come to me. I am just a loach, who can I beat? If I encounter a strong enemy, then I can only run away first. "
Qiu Ping shook his head and threw the core out of the window, plopping into the water.
"Li-li-li-luang."
Qiu Ping wiped the juice from his hand on the cloak of his statue, then lay down lazily, his little feet shaking.
This time they will start from the Yan Lake, enter the Canglang River, then enter the sea from the Canglang River, take the sea route all the way north, and then enter the army station from the Nulong River in the north.
Judging from the overall route of travel, they will go around a semicircle.
But there is nothing we can do. The North-South Canal is not deep enough to carry such a large ship.
The current emperor is trying to rebuild the canal, but the cost is too great, almost more than the manpower allocated to fight a large battle.
The court could not support both sides' spending, so it could only spend money on more urgent matters first.
After all, due to successive snowstorms in the north, large and small tribes have been annexed severely. If we don't step up efforts to curb it, a large number of barbarians will eventually move south.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Qiu Ping.
He slowly mingled on the boat and headed east along the river. Dozens of huge ships formed a line and rushed into the sea along the mouth of the sea.
"Wow."
A huge wave rose from under the ship, pushing the ship up high. As the tide fell, the ship fell into the water again.
Although the sea water is calm, looking from a distance, there is only a slight rise.
But when you are on the sea, you can clearly feel the unstoppable power.
The ups and downs of the ship are several times that of the river.
"Snapped."
The little loach fell heavily from the shoulders of the statue and lay sprawled on the ground.
Just as he was about to stand up, he stumbled again as if he was drunk.
Although they moved along the coast, the strong bumps still made the little loach very uncomfortable.
"Ao Cang, Ao Cang!"
Qiu Ping shouted out the window at the top of his lungs.
"Uh-huh."
It was dark at this time, and in the heavy sea water, a huge true dragon hundreds of feet long slowly opened its eyes. He dived slightly, and half of his body and a pair of eyes were exposed from the water.
"You regulate the current so that the waves don't get so bumpy."
Qiu Ping showed a sweet smile to Ao Cang. He praised himself in his heart. Fortunately, he was smart and brought a dragon over.
Dragons are naturally good at water, and controlling water flow is just a piece of cake.
"Humans haven't prayed out loud, so I can't help."
Ao Cang glanced at Qiu Ping and sank his head into the water again. His tail swayed slightly, keeping in line with the speed of the ship.
"What...what do you mean?"
Qiu Ping opened his mouth slightly. Why couldn't he understand what Ao Cang was saying?
Moreover, this boy actually spoke to me in such a tone, how presumptuous!
Do you still have Shangguan in your eyes?
"You're going to find an old ghost."
Ao Cang sank to the bottom of the water and was too lazy to talk to Qiu Ping.
Qiu Ping was about to curse when a cloud of smoke suddenly rose around him, and a wizened old man with a pale face and hunched back floated out.
"Qiu Tiju, don't be angry."
The old man hurriedly pulled Qiu Ping, his face full of smiles.
He was sent by Shinto to take charge of the food inventory, and he was an eighth-rank military official. Although his magical power is low, he has been doing this for more than a hundred years and has very rich experience.
"Our Shinto has Shinto rules and we should not get too involved in human affairs. If we really want to be more convenient, we can directly use the transportation method. Even if there are ten times more food, we can move it to the north. ”
The old man and Qiu Ping explained.
"Yes, why don't you move it directly, or directly open space passages in two places, which is convenient and safe."
Qiu Ping finally came to his senses. If he wanted to move the food, there were many ways.
Even if he is a little loach himself, he can open up a storage space and send these tens of millions of kilograms of grain to the north.
"The cause and effect in the human world is too heavy for us to bear. Let me tell you, there is a strange disease among our gods, that is, the closer the relationship with humans is, the physical changes may occur. This was the case before [Fengchan Mountain], The country and Shinto sacrifices were firmly tied together, and many ancient gods became ill because of this..."
The old man couldn't laugh or cry on his face. This man is really bold. Although Shinto and humanity overlap, Shinto cannot interfere too much in human affairs.
After all, people's hearts are mixed and the gods are too contaminated, and they may lose themselves.
Like the immortal way, it is completely isolated from the human way. I only focus on cultivating myself and don't care about how other people change the world and how the dynasties change. I closed the cave and went to practice on my own.
"Okay, okay, I get it."
Qiu Ping couldn't help but pick his ears. Why did this person talk so much nonsense?
"Then if you have anything else, just let me know. I'll take my leave first." The old man chuckled, then swayed and disappeared into the cabin.
"Boom."
The boat bumped again. Qiu Ping found a corner, shakily picked up a peach scattered on the ground, wiped it casually, and started to nibble.
Ship after ship is sailing on the sea, and the dark water is like thick ink. Looking into the distance, you can vaguely see the traces of land, but there is a blurry thin line, as if it was drawn by an unskilled painter. Such a sum.
The dark clouds in the sky were heavy, as if a storm was about to fall at any time.
On each large ship, there were stationed more than three hundred men wearing leather armor, carrying crossbows on their backs, and carrying long knives on their waists. Just by looking at their clothes, you can tell that they are elites.
Under the water, a behemoth several hundred feet long was swimming slowly, almost blending into the sea water.
"These human beings must eat less. Otherwise, when we get to the North, we will have much less food." In a bottle held by the statue of Qiu Ping, the old man was holding an abacus and making calculations on the ship. The consumption of food makes people sigh from time to time.
Secretly updating, there will be more soon~~~
(End of chapter)
