Chapter 47 A Farce
Under the gloomy sky.
Wu Ziyi did not feel the slightest fear because his family fled north. His experiences from childhood told him that as long as he had money, he could live a prosperous life wherever he went.
So when the whole city was worried, he didn't care. He was even excited because he could take this opportunity to get involved in a good family.
Wu Ziyi has a peculiar hobby. He doesn't like women bought with money from brothels, but likes women from good families who blush at the slightest touch.
But the reason why a good family is called a good family is that it cannot be touched easily.
In the past, if he touched a good family, he would get into a lot of trouble. Now, as long as he lets go and says that he can take the boat with him if there is a chance, someone will take the initiative to send him.
In the past two days alone, three women from three families came to his door and were found innocent by him.
But Wu Ziyi didn't take away any of the three families. He just asked the housekeeper to take a few taels of silver and send them away.
As for the complaint, not to mention that the Yamen has too much time to take care of itself now. Even if someone takes notice, he has already gone north with the ship and will wait until he can be found.
Wu Ziyi originally thought that there would be no such good things after he left.
As a result, he didn't expect that someone would come to his door before he left. Naturally, he wouldn't be polite. He picked a girl he liked on the way and pulled her directly onto the boat.
He made up his mind to play on the boat for a few days. Whether he would sell it or throw it into the water to feed the fish would depend on his mood at that time.
As a result, a sword suddenly hit him, and his shoulder seemed to be broken. He suddenly became furious. When he turned around and saw Yu Xian, he started to curse.
"Where did this little brat come from!"
"I thought that just because I held a sword, I wanted to do chivalry. Cao Nima, do you know who I am?"
"Wu Liu, go find out which family this is from, and drive them all down!"
Wu Ziyi slapped the sword on his shoulder, but his hand hurt from the slap. The scabbard did not respond at all, but the pressure was even greater, causing his knees to bend unconsciously.
"I remember, this ship seems to belong to a company called Wu Ji Liang Company. You are also from the Wu family. Want to drive me off the ship?"
Yu Xian's face showed surprise.
Wu Ji Grain Store is one of the industries under the name of Baibaolou. The Wu family occupies a small share and is responsible for the management, while Baibaolou occupies the majority and enjoys dividends.
Of course, everyone knows that the palace behind the Baibao Tower really occupies the largest part.
But since the death of King Fu, Baibao Tower has become somewhat out of the control of the palace, or rather out of the control of the princess.
The princess's management level can be said to be a mess.
The industries, assets, and powers outside the palace are all in a state of chaos, and most of them rely on the consciousness of the people below.
In the final analysis, King Fu left too hastily.
Originally, the palace had a complete control system. When King Fu was assassinated and fell into coma, there was only shock but no chaos outside.
But this system, which is related to the lifeline of the palace, was not handed over to the princess at all after the death of Prince Fu.
The princess seems to have exclusive power and listens to the affairs behind the curtain behind the young prince. In fact, she is just an empty shelf. No one can use her, otherwise she would not come to him as a supervisor on a whim.
It's funny to say that the huge palace wanted a boat, but in the end it was found through personal connections.
The Wu Ji grain boat under my feet did not pass through the Baibao Tower line, but was found by Eunuch Li with money.
On the boat were not only people from the royal palace, but also more than a dozen wealthy and middle-class families in the city who had bought tickets to board the boat, as well as the Wu family, the nominal owners of the boat.
"Scared?"
Wu Ziyi looked sarcastic. Perhaps too many people came to him to intercede these days, which gave him some illusion.
As long as you hold the ticket, you have control over the life and death of the people on the ship.
Anyone who dares to disobey will be kicked off the boat.
Before Yu Xian could say anything, Wu Liu, the scoundrel who had just helped the tyrants to harm him, had already recognized Yu Xian's identity and said tremblingly to his young master:
"Young Master...Young Master, he is the master of the palace, please stop talking."
Wu Liu was placed next to Wu Ziyi by the Wu family. He was a discerning person and had a strong sense of who could be provoked and who should not be provoked.
Otherwise, Wu Ziyi would not be able to live such a prosperous life.
Wu Ziyi's neck slightly flinched when he heard the name of the palace, but in front of the public, he still held on and refused to give in.
"The people in the palace can't act arbitrarily, right? Do we have to take care of things that you and I agree on?"
Wu Ziyi gritted his teeth and insisted: "She came on the boat with me voluntarily. If you don't believe me, you can ask her."
He looked at the girl caught by the Wu family servant and began to be seductive.
"Did you voluntarily join me on board the ship? Did I agree to take your family with you after you boarded the ship?"
"Wu Liu, why don't you hurry up and pick up this young lady's family!"
Wu Liu was instantly excited and quickly smiled and said:
"Yes, sir, if you look at my young memory, I'll go here and there."
When the captured girl heard that her family could also be picked up on the boat, her resistance suddenly weakened, and she looked at Yu Xian who acted righteously with a little guilt in her eyes.
"Yes, I did it voluntarily."
After saying that, she lowered her head deeply, but tears fell down her cheeks.
If she could sacrifice herself to give the whole family a chance of survival, she would be willing. After all, she had already been mentally prepared for being able to take the initiative to walk to the port.
"Now, you heard it too, I really didn't force her."
Wu Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief and tried to push away the sword sheath on his shoulder for the second time.
"My lord, can you put down your sword?"
"What you and I wish to do is really none of my business, and I shouldn't care about it either."
Yu Xian let out a breath of turbid air, and the sword seemed to be loosened.
He did not blame the girl for her cowardice.
In her eyes, she was just a stranger. He might help her once in a moment of passion, but how could he continue to control her until the end?
All things considered, it was a good choice for her to compromise with Mr. Wu.
When Wu Ziyi saw this situation, he couldn't help but look proud. The people in the palace must be reasonable.
But before he was happy for long, he saw the prince in front of him giving him a nasty smile.
"But I suddenly felt very unhappy when I saw your face!"
Yu Xian pressed his wrist downward.
He took action, but it was never for the sake of justice and morality, to save any girl, but just to gain an idea!
Click!
Wu Ziyi let out a scream, clutched his shoulders and shrank a little, lying on the ground in convulsions.
It's really broken now.
"Do it! Do it!"
After screaming in pain for a while, Wu Ziyi raised his head, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes, and shouted loudly to the servant behind him.
The servant didn't have time to take action yet.
Then a muffled roar like thunder was heard.
"Who dares to offend my lord!"
I saw Ding Zongfeng, a man of the fourth surname, put down a large wooden box, flew up in the sky, and landed like a big bird.
Swish! !
A cold light flashed in the air, and before they could move, several servants of the Wu family squatted down in pain, covering their wrists. All of them had their hand tendons disabled.
This subtlety is enough to reveal that this is a master of swordsmanship.
Ding Gongfeng just happened to fall.
He is also very good at controlling time.
He stood with his hands behind his back, and with a flick of the wrist holding the sword, the blood droplets on the tip of the sword fell to the ground with a splash, splashing into a coquettish blood flower.
Yu Xian couldn't help but feel constipated as he looked at Ding Chongfeng, who was posing and asking for credit.
‘Made, you’ve finished beating me, how can I still vent my anger? ’
But it is obvious that people want to please him, and it is not easy for him to dampen their enthusiasm.
But after being interrupted by Ding Zongfeng, he had no desire to take action again, and it seemed that he was bullying others.
"Ding Zongfeng, since your sword has seen blood, you won't have to worry about two masters."
Yu Xian ordered calmly.
"yes."
Ding Gongfeng looked excited, thinking that he had saved some impression points in the minds of the supervisor.
He gave Wu Ziyi a bloodthirsty smile.
"Boy, my sword is very fast, it won't hurt you much."
Clang!
The sword flashed, and a bright cold light seemed to flash across the deck.
Right now.
A shrill shout came.
"Sword saves people! Sword saves people!"