When Jia Zhou returned to the house, Xu Mu turned around and prepared to go to the shipyard. On Wei Cheng's side, it is estimated that a lot of progress has been made in the past few days.
He raised his head and glanced around, and found that Si Hu, who had been picked up by eight big men, was all wet. He wanted to try Qinggong again, but he was covered in wet mud again.
He simply gave up.
"Mr. Chen, come out with me."
Another wooden pavilion, Chen Jiaqiao, who was writing anti-poetry, was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly put away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, straightened his clothes, and followed Xu Mu forward.
The Wei family's shipyard is located in the northwest of the city, close to the river bank. It is one of the few good places in Bailu County.
Cao Hongzheng and more than 20 people were closely watching the situation around the shipyard. When he saw Xu Mu approaching, he hurriedly jumped down and saluted with his hands in hand.
"Cao Hong, nothing happens."
"Don't worry, Master, nothing happened."
Xu Mu nodded, he had half of Jia Zhou's plan, and the other half, which was the top priority in the three rebuilt shield ships.
"General Xu." In the shipyard, Wei Cheng, who was leading people to work, saw Xu Mu and others, wiped his face hurriedly, and came over.
Xu Mu raised his head and looked at the shield ship under the curtain shed. The original hull was a merchant ship, and the keel was being connected. This was indeed a big job for shipbuilders.
"Master Wei, how long will it take?"
Wei Cheng hesitated for a moment and then spoke seriously, "Besides connecting the keel and covering the hull with iron sheets, the rest of the work is not too time-consuming. But the situation of launching into the water... I am not sure. After all, in the past, my Wei family has never No ship like this has ever been built.”
Moreover, it is still a reconstruction.
"Master Wei, thank you for your hard work." After walking out of the curtain shed, Xu Mu followed the hull and carefully checked several times. When he confirmed that Wei Cheng had not cheated on the work, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Chen, what do you think of this boat?"
"It's a bit ugly and weird. From a distance, it looks like a turtle. However, just like the Black Tortoise guarding the north, it should have the aura of an emperor..."
Xu Mu didn't hear the second half of the sentence clearly.
"Master Wei, can you go into the water in eight days?"
"Don't worry, General Xu. Even if it doesn't stop, I will finish the work as soon as possible."
"Master Wei is a smart man." Xu Mu said with a smile.
He doesn't like aristocratic families, but he doesn't mean any wealthy family. On the contrary, he doesn't mind supporting a shipbuilding family like the Wei family if it can be used by him.
"There is the head of the Lauwe family."
After confirming that there was no problem, Xu Muchai took Chen Jiaqiao and walked out of the shipyard again.
In the sky, the rain still does not stop, just like a bad-hearted fairy, vowing not to give up until the world is flooded.
On the river bank, Wei Feng was still leading people to block the sand in the river, shouting slogans one after another.
Yu Wen was training his troops in the rain. The more than 4,000 new troops were soaked in the cold by the rain. Occasionally, a few people who were frozen were helped down and given hot ginger soup.
Everything is asking for life.
"Master, can we win?"
The enemy army is huge, with millions of soldiers and armor, and they hold the holy will of the idiot emperor. At first glance, this group of people looks more like thieves and gangsters.
"Mr. Chen also knows that I have been killed all the way." Xu Mu said calmly, "Sometimes, I thought I was about to die. But in the end, I survived in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. "
"My boss is the emperor's order."
"Mr. Chen, if you have time, don't think about anti-poetry... Why not help Wei Feng and carry a few more bags of river sand."
"My boss is standing here, and the water in the Xiangjiang River seems to be surging even more. If you ask me, there is a real dragon here, causing the river to overturn."
"Mr. Chen, come back..."
…
"A small plan will make you rich, a big plan will help your country."
On the bank of the river in Muyunzhou, a tall old man stood under a silver umbrella, his voice suddenly deepened.
Behind him, there were more than a dozen disciples following him, all of whom were wearing gorgeous robes and high crowns.
"Master Hu, after winning a great victory this time, when he returns to Muyun State, he will definitely be rewarded and given a title."
The disciple's words did not make Hu Baisong happy at all.
"Being rewarded and knighted?"
Hu Baisong turned his head and looked at the Hua Pao disciple who was speaking, "You are wrong. What I want, what my Hu family wants, is not these things."
"Master Hu, what is that?"
"The clouds follow the dragon, the wind follows the tiger. And it's time for me, the Hu family, to make a decision."
"Your Majesty is indeed in Muyun State."
Hu Baisong smiled but did not answer.
His Majesty? That His Majesty huddled on the throne?
No, there should be someone else.
Just as he waited for the price, it was not until Chen Changqing came to invite him in person that he changed into a scholar's robe and became the chief staff officer.
"Master Hu, I heard that there is a middle-aged scribe in Shuzhou recently. He has some strategies and is called the poisonous owl."
"I heard it." Hu Baisong looked slightly amused, "I don't know who gave this name. Mr. Dongwu, who was depressed and frustrated, also joined the staff? In this world, only the one from Liangzhou is worthy. Talk to me on an equal footing."
"Poison osprey? It's like the names of cats and dogs in the market, which only make you smile."
Hu Baisong's words immediately made the dozen or so Hua Pao disciples behind him smile cheerfully.
"This game will determine the fate of the country."
…
"Hu Baisong, known as Rulong. With him going out with the army, I'm worried about being exposed." Jia Zhou spoke solemnly.
Listening, Xu Mu frowned unconsciously.
He knew that throughout the ages, strategists in wars were sometimes extremely terrifying.
"Why would this man choose Chen Changqing?"
"The clouds follow the dragon and the wind follows the tiger, just like me."
"Is there anything Wen Long can do?"
"I already have a good plan in mind. When the time comes, I will confuse Hu Baisong's attention. My lord and Captain Li just need to stick to the original plan and don't need to worry too much."
"I believe in Wenlong. In this game, Wenlong will definitely become famous all over the world."
Jia Zhou's face was calm, "Like my lord, I still prefer to hide one's clumsiness. Only by hiding one's clumsiness in one's strength can one be injured instantly."
"But now, I probably can't hide it anymore."
The two stood side by side.
On the river bank outside, repaired warships have been parked at the sheltered ferry. There are more than 200 mighty boats, plus the awning river boats donated by the people, forming a mighty row. At first glance, it is quite spectacular.
"Today's rain seems to be heavier. Things must be reversed. In a few days, the rainy season will be over."
As soon as the rainy season is over, Chen Changqing, the dogman who can't wait, will come with his troops.
"If my lord is free tomorrow, he and I will go to Fushan to watch another round."
"Wenlong, no problem."
"My lord, you should know that if we win this water battle in Fushan, it will most likely change the entire world."
In name, it was the emperor's revolt, but in fact, it was Chen Changqing's selfish desire to gain power.
Not only Xu Mu understands, but Jia Zhou understands, and many people in the world also understand.
A troubled time has become a breeding ground for many careerists.
Separate kingdoms, split the soil, and the big fish eat the small fish, until the one who survives to the end becomes the final winner.
