Hu Xian, with a clear character, thick eyebrows and big eyes, broad shoulders and thick back, and a mole as big as a fingertip on his forehead. This man was the first beggar gang leader to support Zhou Tong, and he has been in charge of Moyunguan ever since.

Watch over the refugees.

During Comrade Hu Xian's stay in Moyunguan, in order to maintain his status as a newly rich man, he carefully disciplined the refugees, worked hard to please his boss, and was loyal to the time-traveling forces. Unknowingly, this guy had reached a very high position: fleet escort.

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The four medium-sized ships that came out of Moyun Temple started to be "loaded" at 9 p.m. In this era, there were no street lights, only will-o'-the-wisps. Three miles out of the city, it was already pitch black, with no trace of people, and they were all illuminated by the stars overhead.

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Refugees with shaved heads and short coats lined up in the dark and were escorted onto the boat. There were temple guards everywhere holding crossbows and night vision goggles on their chests. Whether the refugees wanted it or not, they ran towards the light.

The voyage has begun at this moment and is irreversible.

By the time Moyunguan's fleet finished loading people and then came down the river to the gate of Tangzhuang, it was already past 10 o'clock at night. Taking the Gouyan, which was the earliest purchased by Chuanzhong, four large ships had already sailed along the

The river was lined up in a row, and the battery headlights were lit up neatly on the deck of the boat. Under the guidance of the lights and walkie-talkies, the latecomers slowly docked beside the big boat and formed two by two.

A wide ramp was lowered from the big ship. It was a specially designed ladder-type springboard for easy climbing. The next moment, the hatch opened and the people inside were let out one by one from the dark cabin. As soon as they came out, the gang

The cargo was dazzled by the headlights above, but this was intentional: in the past, there were always some "smart people" who planned to dive into the water and run away after leaving the cabin. These people were either shot to death with crossbows, or were captured and beaten.

Therefore, the improved transfer process does not give these people a chance at all.

As soon as the fake monk Pu, who was dizzy and unable to open his eyes, got out of the cabin, he was pushed to the springboard. The sound of orders coming from their ears made them, who had been training in Moyunguan for a period of time, subconsciously start to climb up.

Next, the scratching hook on the top of the head arrived. With a pull from behind the shoulder, the person got on the ship.

The "cargo" transfer process, which has been improved many times, is short and concise, simple and fast, simple but not simple. The sailors cooperated tacitly at this moment, and the process was proficient. It took less than a minute for the refugees who climbed up from the bilge to return.

Arriving in the dark cabin.

During the entire transfer process, Xiong Dao, who was in the best observation position, spent most of the time observing the dark wilderness in the distance with an infrared telescope. His attention was mainly focused on outsiders, such as some who came to Tangzhuang to steal things.

Thief, there are commanders and Hu Xian in charge of the fleet, so he doesn't need to worry too much.

An hour and a half had passed since all the 600 refugees had changed boats. At this time, four medium-sized boats began to enter the river bend under the guidance of lights, and then slowly turned around and returned to Moyun Temple.

Everyone took a breath at this time and adjusted their status, waiting for the arrival of the second batch of "goods".

Normally, on the night before the sand fleet sails, Moyunguan will always send a varying number of refugees, sometimes in one wave, sometimes in two waves: this depends on the amount of other groceries on the sand boat.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night: the flood disaster that is coming in July will create a large number of hungry people around Hangzhou, Jiaxing and Huzhou, so Hangzhou Station currently needs to increase the transportation volume of refugees.

Including the refugees stranded in Moyunguan, as well as the young men and dung diggers who were "stored" in Zhou Tong's hands, all of these people are on the list. Hangzhou Station must try its best to get rid of them before July comes.

All "resettlement positions" will be vacated to accommodate new people.

Of course, this would involve taking some risks.

By the time the fleet arrived at Tangzhuang again from Moyunguan, it was already 3 o'clock in the night. This time was much later than usual. The deck of the ship was also full of "cargo" this time. These people were in groups of 10.

It was tied here with hemp rope.

This time it was a lot more troublesome. After the tied people stumbled onto the sand boat, there was an extra step to untie the hemp rope. This not only delayed time, but also increased the noise and confusion. A "smart man" finally found the gap and helped the fish from the boat.

Jumped down the Tanghe River.

There will always be people with such rich imaginations. They probably think that all the money they spent to fatten them up is used to make human meat buns. Today is the day to put them in the cage, so they always look for opportunities to jump into the river. However, these people are using infrared

The crossbow was nothing in front of the well-prepared guards. Before the jumper fell into the water, he was shot through by two carbon fiber crossbow arrows in the air, and died without a sound at the bottom of the river.

The trick of killing chickens to scare monkeys is always effective, although this is not what the knife wielder wants. Then the speed of transporting people suddenly accelerated, and finally when a trace of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, the last refugee was sent off the cabin.

"Huh" people who have been busy all night can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Last night's operation was the largest in the history of the crossing fleet. A total of 1400 refugees were packed into the cabin. Except for a small amount of rice, there were only people in the sand boat, and no other groceries were packed.

"Thank you, Old Xiong, the wind has been blowing on the roof all night." Wang Bo, commander of the Sand Fleet and captain of the Dog Eye, stood at the bow of the ship and said with a smile to Comrade Xiong Dao who came to see him off.

"I'll go back and lie down to sleep. You guys have to take turns to sail the boat, so it's hard work!" Xiong Dao smiled and nodded, shaking hands with Wang Bo tightly: "Be careful on the road and take care along the way!"

"Take care of yourself!"

The revolutionary comrades just waved goodbye. A few hours later, when people coming out of Hangzhou City arrived at the Tangzhuang Building Materials Market, they found that the four large sand boats parked in the river bend had quietly disappeared.

After Mr. Xiong saw off the fleet, his heart finally fell. He yawned and went back to the house to catch up on his sleep. Well, it was really hard to blow the cold wind all night. By the time Mr. Xiong got up, it was already lunch time, and the Dragon and Phoenix Special Forces had transformed back into the Mingshang template.

Batman hour is over.

After lunch, Xiong Dao sat in the study and drank tea while reviewing the work during this period: the situation is generally good, the market has finally been standardized, and the experiment of large-scale population transfer was successful last night. It is time to put the previous period into practice.

Time paused work picked up

Xiong Dao thought of this, stood up, took down a thick stack of letters and name cards from the bookcase, and began to look through them carefully.

Xiong Dao had previously come forward to sign a contract with the maritime merchant Lin brothers. After that, the results of Lin's transportation of iron materials to Daguan were very good, and both parties were very satisfied. Originally, Xiong Dao was going to continue his efforts, but who would have thought that things would happen one after another after that?

The incident forced him to put his plans on hold. Now that he has time, he plans to continue his homework.

In the afternoon of that day, a servant left Tangzhuang and went to several houses in Hangzhou to post messages. Two days later, in the early morning, Master Xiong left Tangzhuang and entered the city with a few followers.

Xiong Dao and his party disembarked from the Qingtai Gate, hired a four-carriage sedan on the spot, and went straight to the Zhangzhou Guild Hall.

The Zhangzhou Guild Hall is on the street at the entrance of Chunyou Bridge, not far from Qingtai Gate. It didn’t take long for Mr. Xiong and his party to arrive at the entrance of the guild hall. Soon after the entourage entered and announced, two businessmen wearing red Zhangzhou gauze were welcomed into the guild hall.

Come.

The two sides exchanged polite words at first, and then Mr. Xiong ordered his entourage to carry four-color water gifts, and everyone entered the guild hall together. The Zhangzhou guild hall covers an area of ​​​​small, and the functional buildings such as flower halls, wine seats, guest rooms, and auditoriums are well equipped. Mr. Xiong and his party entered

Then a private room was opened, and the three of them sat down to watch tea.

These two businessmen are both named Xie, with bronze faces. The one in his forties is called Xie Fuqing, and the other in his thirties, with a dark face and hard eyebrows, is called Xie Chushui.

The Xie family is a maritime merchant in Zhangzhou. They are very wealthy and powerful. They are both gangsters and merchants. Their business scale is much larger than that of the Lin family brothers who went to become senior officials before. The head of the Xie family in Zhangzhou is named Xie Fubei, and today he is in the business hall.

Of these two, the older Xie Fuqing is the manager of the Xie family's Jiangnan branch and is the same generation as the head of the family, while the dark-faced Xie Chushui next to him is the "adopted son" of the head of the Xie family.

"Adopted son" means "adopted son".

During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Fujian maritime merchants had the custom of recognizing adopted sons. Maritime merchants bought boys from poor families as adopted sons, raised them and sent them out to sea. This happened in many cases.

"I didn't know until recently that the people who occupied Taiyuan Island were Mr. Xiong's gang. I'm blind and blind. I'm so disrespectful when I see a hero today!" As soon as the two parties sat down, Xie Fuqing bowed with a smile on his face.

He started and said to Mr. Bear.

"It seems that the news has finally reached Hangzhou." Xiong Dao was not surprised: "Wherever, the brothers also took advantage of the Helan people's lax defense and succeeded in a sneak attack. They cannot be called heroes."

After such exchanges of greetings, the atmosphere in the private room immediately became a little different: now the identities of each other have been made clear, and both parties are agents arranged by the maritime pirate gang in Hangzhou.

After understanding each other's identities, the polite words can be omitted: "I wonder what the purpose of your visit today is?" Xie Fuqing asked seriously at this time.

Xiong Dao saw that he was getting to the main topic, so he nodded and said: "Dayuan Island is not very popular nowadays. Brother, I heard that the Xie family has a ship that will return home in the near future. I wonder if your ship would like to drop by to visit Dayuan? Haha, how long will it take?

In the next day, I will bring some exotic goods from Da Yuan Island back to Zhangzhou, I believe your master will also be willing to do so."

"Haha, brother, you have a good plan." Xie Fuqing raised his head and smiled when he heard this: "To be honest with Mr. Xiong, the Xie family's cargo is going to Luzon at the end of Beifengwei. The reason for the agreement is

It was already decided last year, and it’s really not easy to make another trip to the official meeting.”

"Oh, so that's it. That was indeed a brother-in-law's treason. Atonement." When Xiong Dao heard this, he knew that it was not easy to force him: it was already the end of the north wind season, and if the Xie family's ship was rushing to Manila, then the time would be really bad.

I'm already very nervous. If I turn around and go to the big boat halfway, I'm likely to encounter headwinds and delay the voyage.

After thinking about this, Xiong Dao could only say: "Please tell your family master that you will welcome the Xie family's ships to trade in the future." After saying this, he planned to leave after saying a few more polite words.

However, Xie Chushui, who was sitting next to him, said something that made Xiong Dao raise his eyebrows: "If it's raw silk, forget it. The Xie family has been trading with a large group of officials in recent years, so I'm afraid there won't be much goods left."
Chapter completed!