Chapter 242

The new man in red came out, and suddenly there were fireworks and noise outside.

This time Yan San stopped staring at people and held Ling Qingyu's hand tightly. No matter who came to propose a toast, he drank two cups in a row. People who wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to intoxicate him rushed up. Yan San refused, but didn't let Ling Qingyu drink.

"Third Master, are you still human?" Someone shouted. After drinking so much, why did Yan San's eyes become brighter and brighter?

"Bastard, look down on the third master. Come on, Third Master, let me toast you!"

Looking at Yan San's water stains step by step, Yan Qi said to the boy next to him, "watch it, being a groom needs to learn some of this skill."

There was no reply nearby. Yan Qi looked sideways. Ying Jiuzheng pursed his mouth and looked at the two people enviously, muttering, "also, I'm afraid you don't have a chance to be a groom."

The drums became more and more intense, and sum sang the blessing song at the wedding banquet in his hometown.

Rao Shiyan's internal power was amazing, and he couldn't resist thousands of people taking turns to fight. Finally, he was poured on Ling Qingyu.

"Who dares to disturb my wedding night! Be careful that I deduct his salary!" Ling Qingyu hugged Yan San's waist and laughed.

Everyone laughed. It's enough to see Yan San blush and smile softly once in a lifetime.

Put Yan San down on the bed, and everyone in the room retreated out and closed the door.

It is still bustling outside. From time to time, huge fireworks burst into the sky, adding fire trees and silver flowers to the starry sky.

The room was quiet, and there was only a little clear sound of the red candle exploding.

Ling Qingyu took the handkerchief, dipped it in cold water and applied it to Yan San's forehead, then picked him up and said, "Yan San, come on, have some sober soup."

After drinking with Ling Qingyu's hand, Yan San's throat itched and choked again. He took the spittoon placed aside and vomited faintly.

Ling Qingyu touched his back and said painfully, "there are so many of them. You should be honest as usual."

Yan San took her hand, gargled with the sobering soup, rolled over and lay on the bed, shook her hand, and said, "today, even if I'm drunk, I won't refuse." How can he refuse those blessings today? He can't wait to say the more, the better.

Ling Qingyu helped him take off his coat and loosened his collar to make him more comfortable.

Yan San's eyes have been rotating with her actions. There is a layer of fog in those eyes, and there is no longer a trace of coldness in the past. The skin is red because of the moisture of alcohol, as if with a layer of water light, making the body more attractive.

His eyes seemed to have hooks, and Ling Qingyu couldn't help laughing and saying, "you're so drunk today, you'd better go to bed earlier. We'll have a long time."

"It's going to be a long time," Yan San pulled her, grabbed the lip and bit her hard, murmuring, "bridal chamber flowers and candles can't be less."

"Still so energetic, come on, get up and have a drink." Ling Qingyu patted him.

There was a Hejia cup made of jade on the table. Yan San sat up and seriously picked up the Hejia, holding it by himself at one end and Ling Qingyu at the other end. The two looked at each other and smiled, raised the Hejia cup and took a sip.

Put the Hejia cup back, Yan San waved, the palm wind passed, the red candle went out, the window was closed, and even the latch was put on.

"I don't believe what I told you. Even if Yan San is drunk, he won't give you a chance to listen to the corner." Yan Qi smiled at the men who looked annoyed.

"But it's worth it to see the third master drunk today."

"Walk, walk, let's continue to drink."

After the people who squatted in the corner, climbed the wall, and hid behind the flowers left, looking at the deserted yard, Yan Qi jumped onto the roof, looking at the bright lights at the foot of the mountain, listening to the distant song with some vague meaning, and buried his head between his arms placed on his knees.

Yan San was drunk for two days. When he reappeared, he resumed the faint smile on the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were cold at any time. When he looked at Ling Qingyu, he changed to a strong tenderness and affection.

He has never expressed his feelings so clearly, but no one dares to tease him like this. It is natural for him to be drunk when he gets married, and it is too impatient to tease the third master at other times.

Three days later, Ling Qingyu finished handling the matter and announced that she was going to spend their honeymoon. She and Yan San went to an uninhabited island.

There was no one else on the island. Yan San cut down trees to build a cabin, built a stove with stones outside, made a bucket by himself, went to the depths of the island to fetch fresh water, filled a bucket with fresh water, picked fruit from the tree, went to the island to hunt, and went to the sea to catch fish.

Ling Qingyu just lay on the beach and continued to read her book. From time to time, she molested Yan San's busy body in shorts.

When she is obscene to a certain extent, Yan San will lose her hand and catch her goblin fighting. After experiencing all the gestures on the spring palace book brought by Ling Qingyu, Ling Qingyu takes out a Longyang eighteen moves.

There is no day or night, and there are only two people between heaven and earth.

In such a hurry, when the hull of the Aeolus appeared in the open sea, Ling Qingyu realized that a month had passed.

Back to Lingjia village, it was busy for a few days again, distributing route goods and collecting spices from Sanfo qizhenla and other places.

"Ram, you run for another week, change the goods, and then go directly to Zhuluo." Lingqingyu said.

"I want to be with you." Ram hesitated.

"Well, next year, next year, you run for Sanjay." Ling Qingyu looked at the map and said.

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"Well, why next year?" Rahm asked.

"Next year we'll go to the Cape of good hope and Europe." Ling Qingyu pointed to the location of the map.

"Going ocean?" Everyone in the room was excited and asked.

"That's not where we ran, and the Knights over there are not vegetarian. We'll go after loading our cannons on the ship." Ling Qingyu laughed.

"Well, count me in!"

"Me!"

"Me!"

"Well, well, then we'll organize a fleet to brush the boss." Ling Qingyu calmed the excited crowd and said, "is there anything else you don't understand?"

"No more."

"Well, then I wish everyone a full cup this time!" Lingqingyu said.

"Yes!"

In mid February, the full fleet set out separately.

"Have you figured out how many tributes to take back?" Ling Qingyu asked the two frowning angels again.

Cheng Jia and Wang xuanzhi held their arms and looked at the list. Cheng Jia asked, "is the incense in Dazhou still in demand now?"

"Shouldn't it? I let ram bring a batch of dumping this time." Ling Qingyu's smile is harmless to humans and animals.

"Then take some high-grade ones. The quantity doesn't need to be so much, just medium." Cheng Jiadao.

"Then it's settled. Let's start in five days. What else do you want to go to, the beauty you want to hook up with, as soon as possible!" After receiving the bill, Ling Qingyu left.

When the Aeolus returned to Quanzhou, it was the sunny March of spring.

Fan ye heard that Cheng Jia and Wang xuanzhi had come back, and they had no time to wear their shoes. He rode over from Fuzhou.

If this spice doesn't come, it won't come at all. Come on, this time, foreign merchants come with a lot of money. They come twice in a few months. As a result, the price of incense plummeted. Then, the messenger who hasn't heard of it for a long time actually came back.

Looking at hundreds of people going out and less than 20 people coming back, Fan Ye only felt his eyes sour, holding Cheng Jia's hand and choking.

"Don't be sad. You should be happy that Xuan Zhi and I can come back." Cheng Jia patted his hand and said.

"I'm just happy. I thought you two were in trouble, and your father had fallen ill in bed." Fan Ye wiped his tears and said, "the Xie family is so bold this time. We must ask the imperial court to punish them severely."

Hearing that her father fell ill, Cheng Jia was a little anxious and said, "these things naturally need to be done, but we still have to rush back to Bianjing as soon as possible to renew the decree. Brother fan will be troubled by the tribute we bring back this time."

Fan Ye sighed, "it's really the son of Bianjing."

"Thanks to the Ling family, we were able to escape this time." Wang xuanzhi is nearby.

"Really? I said it. Fortunately, you followed Ling's boat." Fan Ye said.

"The Ling family is also seriously injured this time. Please take care of brother fan." Cheng Jia arched his hand and saluted.

"That's natural. I always respect Ling's family." Fan Ye said positively.

After seeing off the mission here, Ling Qingyu turned back and went back to the courtyard where he had not returned for many years, and met Ding Budong.

"The price of spices fell sharply this time. In fact, it is just a return to the original level. We have many kinds, many of which are drugs and seasonings. Dazhou has used more and more in this area. These low-grade ones are more marketable, and the price has not been much affected. Therefore, we have kept a small part of the goods from RAM this time and sold them through Zheng Xi." Ding Budong road.

Ling Qingyu nodded. Zheng Xi and Cai Jingfang have changed their ways now. Instead of opening big shops in big cities, they have turned to terminal retail. There are many small shops all over the village, specializing in doing business with people in the village. You can take a bucket of rice and a piece of cloth in exchange for what you need. Those large quantities of seasonings and medicinal spices are quietly dispersed.

"Fujian road has bought some new tea mountains here, and they haven't gone home yet. Look at the head?" Ding Budong asked.

"Yan Qi, please help me send a letter to Cheng Jia to see if he has left? If he has not left, give me a name." Ling Qingyu handed the deed to Yan Qi and said.

"Yes." Yan Qi took the deed and turned to go out.

"I haven't congratulated the master yet," Ding Budong looked up at Yan San standing behind her and said with a smile, "I also want to congratulate the third master."

"Thank you, thank you." Ling Qingyu immediately laughed and said, "I want him to make a toast to you tonight." Ding Budong is not only an old man left by his father, but also an uncle.

"Hehe, if your parents know you're married, they don't know how to be happy." Ding Budong stroked his beard and laughed. Originally, Ling Qingyu had been worried that she was so old and had not heard anything yet. Now she is finally good and can explain to brother Lin.

"We will go to Wuyi Mountain with stonework in a few days." Ling Qingyu laughed and said back to business, "let Ding Dong send those gold and silver to Hangzhou, and other goods that need to be shipped can also be shipped together."

Ding Budong nodded. Although he was a little confused about why he went to Wuyi Mountain, he didn't ask after all.