Silver Overlord

As the hull of the big ship shook slightly, Yan Liqiang's big ship they had docked at the dock in Huizhou City, the passengers in the cabin crowded towards the deck, and the scene was a bit noisy ...

"Our ship has arrived at Huizhou Wharf. Passengers in the cabin, please pack your bags and belongings, prepare to disembark, the deck is covered with snow, be careful and slippery ..." Several sailors on the ship loudly on the deck Shouting, holding hands, maintaining the order of disembarking, "Although the river water has not yet frozen, it is still very cold. It really wants to fall into the water. Even if it is caught, it will lose half its life. Be careful ... "

"Also, do n’t leave the dock directly when you get off the boat, you have to go to the entrance door of the transportation department next to you and lead the way. When you have two days to go, you need to use the way you ’ve got today to change the way of the government. It will be a big trouble to go to Gudu to check ... "

The voice of the sailor on the boat was rough and loud. After several consecutive sips, almost everyone on the boat heard it. After getting off the boat, he was going to get a way.

"The ancient brothers, I will leave. If the ancient brothers are free to come to Suzhou, remember to come to me. Let's have a good drink. This is the fate. I did not expect to meet the ancient brothers this time on the boat. Hahahaha ... "

An Shidao shouted Yan Liqiang's pseudonym in front of his dart board and the others on the ship, and left on the deck with Yan Liqiang.

"Brother An also takes care. If Brother An arrives in Ganzhou in the future, the wine tube will be enough ..."

"Okay, I remember, brothers, let's go ..." An Shidao was also a hearty man. After two words of farewell, he waved his hand directly, took a few darts under his arm, and carried a few not too big. The small box got on and off the ship from the deck, and finally beckoned with Yan Liqiang at the dock, but just blinked and disappeared among the crowd at the dock.

Yan Liqiang took his own baggage, followed the crowd, and got off the boat almost at the end.

The pier in Huizhou City is very large. Boats are parked on both sides of the pier. Although it is still snowing in the sky, the pier is still busy because the Huichun River has not yet frozen.

If possible, Yan Liqiang would rather see a pier where there are few people, rather than see such a pier that can be lively in the evening on a cold day. This bustling scene makes Yan Liqiang feel inexplicable. heavy.

The atmosphere on the pier seems to be similar to the one when Yan Liqiang came last time, but it looks a little different, but there is a little more tension. It seems that there is a little more nervousness. People who are wearing the uniform of the transportation officer on the pier on the pier are back and forth to inspect. Last time, there were a lot more, and there were more people who looked like patrols. The coolies at the docks gathered on the side of the warehouse before. They were not as loose and free as before, one by one. Unclear eyes looked at the passengers who had disembarked, and the escorts of several transportation companies lingered beside them, yelling loudly.

Just in the notice board where the ship was disembarked, there was a notice of wanting to arrest the Bailian gangsters. Yan Liqiang glanced at it. The paint was so horrible that Yan Liqiang did not toss, but followed other people. The passengers came to the front door of the transportation department not far away and stood in line to get what **** road, this road is also a new thing. Before coming to Huizhou City, you can come and go freely, where do you need any road?

It was only a moment of effort that it was Yan Liqiang's turn. The way to handle the road was the appearance of a thin, middle-aged scribe. When Yan Liqiang walked to the table, the man raised his eyes, but glanced at Yan Liqiang, lowered his head, and brushed. He wrote a line on a piece of paper—male, eighteen years old, about five feet six inches tall, with a good-looking appearance, with a red mole on his left ear lobe, from December 22 to Huizhou City Pier !!

After writing this, the scribe-like man picked up the red mark next to him and slap a red mark on the road strip.

"Okay, this is your way, pay twenty copper plates over there, and press a fingerprint with your right thumb here ..." The scribe pushed the paper in front of Yan Liqiang, and then shouted again , "Next, hurry ..."

Yan Liqiang handed over twenty copper plates, leaving a matching fingerprint on the road strip, and then collected the road strip and left the entrance of the Department of Transportation.

When Yan Liqiang left, a disembarked passenger made a loud noise at the entrance door of the Transport Department and yelled, "There are twenty copper coins for such a road, why is it so expensive ..."

"You do n’t have to do the road, but you just have to leave when you are arrested as a vagrant and an exile, do n’t be embarrassed, and these days, the people in Gyeonggi are holding Bailian people, those who are But there are no roads. If you catch it, cut your head. If you want, you can do it ... "

After hearing the words from the door of the Department of Transportation, the voice of the person who was just yelling was suddenly lowered ...

After coming out of Huizhou Wharf, to the street outside the wharf, it was getting dark, snow seemed to be a little bit heavy, and pedestrians and horses on the street were hurried.

"This elder brother, do you want to read the newspaper? The" Han Empire Times "just published yesterday ..." A 11-year-old boy wearing a **** hat and gloves saw Yan Liqiang stepping out of the dock and immediately ran to In front of Yan Liqiang, he held a newspaper and swayed in front of Yan Liqiang.

"Well, give me a copy ..." Yan Liqiang didn't want to, so he took out a small piece of broken silver, handed it to the little boy who sold the newspaper, and took a newspaper from the Empire Times. ...

"This ... Brother, do you have a copper plate, this silver change can't be found on my body ..." The little boy selling newspapers looked at Yan Liqiang with an uneasy face.

"Don't look for it, it's a lot of rewards for you. It's getting dark. Go home early. Don't let the family wait ..." Yan Liqiang patted the little boy who sold the newspaper and froze like an apple.

The little boy selling the newspaper was overjoyed and bowed to Yan Liqiang. "Ah, thank you, brother, thank you ..."

"Don't thank it, just go back ..."

"Good grin, good grin ..." The little boy who sold the newspaper grinned, showing a white tooth, then carefully received the piece of broken silver into his clothes, and then trot disappeared at the corner of the street ...

Yan Liqiang regained his gaze, UU reading www.uukanshu.com landed in the newspaper of the latest issue of "The Empire Times" ...

The headline of this issue of the "Hanhan Empire Times" newspaper is "Ling'an River Stone Turtle was born to be fake, and the mastermind has been confessed"-

Just looking at the headline of this news, Yan Liqiang's brow frowned suddenly. Looking at the content below this headline, he said that the master of the imperial department of the Imperial City captured a few promiscuities in the west of the Imperial City a few days ago. After some interrogation, Several confused, the stone turtle in the Ling'an River in March this year, they found someone to sculpt and threw it into the river, what the stone turtle said on the back, but they made it out of nowhere. movement……

The second news under this headline is "Yinzhou Tianxue Ruixue, a bumper harvest in the coming year is already in sight" ...

Turning over the page, another piece of news that occupied the second page, "The Emperor Qin of the Han Dynasty confirmed: May Liuzhou Tengu Food Day is actually a dark cloud covering the sun."

Just glance at the two news in this newspaper, Yan Liqiang can already be sure, Fang Beidou must be something wrong, otherwise, the "Han Empire Times" cannot unkindly publish such an upside-down black and white fool This article comes. Most ordinary people in this era are news-blocked. There are no more sources of information. The article in the "Han Empire Times" can't fool smart people, but it is enough to fool people.

"Your mother ..." Looking at this newspaper, even if Yan Liqiang is usually good-tempered, at this time, he felt a roar straight into his head, and couldn't help tearing up the Han Dynasty Empire Times, which he founded by himself ...