The people on the boat were obviously stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand the man's hint. The original call was swallowed into his throat.

He replied loudly: "Second brother, I'm here."

The man next to him had a pale face. I wonder if he was not used to riding the boat or was frightened by this sentence. He pulled the sleeves of the leader on the boat: "How could Li Gujie be so rude? That's obviously..."

Li Zhuang interrupted him: "Governor Yang can't speak later." He then said loudly, "Everyone on the boat acts on the camera. You should not visit the emperor when you see him. You are all pretending to be my servants. When you see the emperor calling the second young master, do you hear it?"

"I heard, Li Guerrilla."

Yang Zian asked anxiously: "Why?"

Li Zhuang didn't want to say more to this pedantic ninth-rank civil official: "Just be obedient."

"Li Guerrilla is really brave." Yang Zian sarcastically said.

"Governor Yang's best bet to shut up and not kneel down for a moment. Do you understand?" Li Zhuang glanced at him slantedly.

"Li Guerrilla..."

"Don't listen? I'll throw you into the sea if you believe it or not."

As the ship got closer, Li Zhuang directly threatened the governor Yang, who was no longer literary, called him.

Yang Zi'an shook his sleeves and snorted.

After falling down, anchoring, reclaiming sails, the ship stranded on the shore. Li Zhuang immediately stepped forward and walked to Zhu Yan in a blue shirt. He said anxiously and worriedly: "The second brother is suffering." Turning his head and seeing Yang Zi'an's knees tend to be soft. Li Zhuang glared at Yang Zi'an and found that he had no reaction. So he stood up straight and turned to Yang Zi'an, and hugged the thin civil servant's shoulder. He said anxiously and worriedly: "What's wrong with you, Zi'an?"

At the same time, he tapped the acupoint behind Yang Zi'an's neck with his hand, and Yang Zi'an immediately fell softly into his arms.

"It's probably because I haven't adapted to it for a long time, so I'm dizzy." Li Zhuang murmured with a small voice that was enough to make the people present hear.

When Xin Yue saw this scene, he gently raised the corner of his mouth, but Chu Zhiling beside her raised his eyebrows quietly.

"Second brother, let's go back to the boat?" Li Zhuang looked at Zhu Yan and asked for inquiries.

Zhu Yan's face was still so pale: "It's time to bring medicine to cure my stomach injury?" He rubbed his index finger with his thumb and moved back and forth.

Li Zhuang understood Zhu Yan's small move, but although he didn't know what he meant, he still nodded: "Take it."

Zhu Yan glanced at Chu Zhiling intentionally or unintentionally and asked, "How is the third brother, how are he?"

Li Zhuang hurriedly as he got off the boat, he was anxious to see Zhu Yan's side, fearing that something might happen to the emperor, and the people around him didn't care. At this moment, he looked over with Zhu Yan's eyes, his eyes full of shock and fear, and he could not take his eyes away for a long time.

Chu Zhiling, who sat on the ground behind the fire, looked light and calm. A hint of coldness could be seen in his long and narrow phoenix eyes. His sculpture-like angular facial features were dyed with a bloodthirsty color by the fire. His thin lips were tightly pursed, and his whole body exuded a majestic aura of no anger.

Li Zhuang suddenly trembled. It was this man who had been rampant in the southeastern strait for many years. He was both businessman and stealing and smuggling. He resisted the maritime ban policy of the Daming Dynasty in an open manner, almost monopolizing China's maritime trade with other places, and had many countries' courage in transportation.

It was this man who broke into the prison without anyone else, refused to be arrogant when he refused to urge Mingchao to do whatever he wanted, colluded with officials to secretly interfered in the government affairs, and quietly set up an inside line to capture the news of the palace, and was lawless and arrogant.
Chapter completed!