"It's not easy for you. It's just some medicine, so why worry about it? The new shopkeeper Zhao Qiankun is knowledgeable about pharmacology, and the medicine he prepares is much better than before. If you want to thank him, just thank him."

The escort wanted to say a few more words, but the man sending the bride off was already urging him. Qin Feng took the time to ask who was getting married. Seeing that the formation did not look like an ordinary family, after asking, he found out that it was the daughter of the sixth-rank censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

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Nowadays, I am marrying far away to Jiangjin, which is considered a low-level marriage. I am marrying a wealthy local businessman. The large dowry is actually made up of the betrothal gift given by the wealthy businessman, just because the royal censor really does not have much money. This move is also for

Support Yanghe.

These words were whispered by the bodyguard. After all, there were not many officials in Sui City who relied on betrothal gifts to marry their daughters.

After the escort chief finished speaking, he left in a hurry. Several cousins ​​from the imperial censor's family came to escort them, but they were all weak-minded scholars. It was quite a long way from Sui City to Jiangjin, and these dowries were

Looking at the richness, I was worried about being noticed, so I went to the escort agency.

Long Qi didn't understand the affairs of the court, but Qin Feng knew that the sixth-grade official rank didn't sound very good, but there was almost an unwritten rule in East Vietnam.

If the matter is not a Jinshi, it will not be taught.

These official positions may not seem high, but they are the inevitable steps for the six ministers and cabinet ministers in the future. They are truly humble and powerful.

The future fortune will be great.

Therefore, entering the Hanlin Academy among the top three in the scientific examination is something that many candidates envy. Why is this imperial censor in such trouble when marrying his daughter? Qin Feng is a little interested. Looking at the person who is welcoming the bride, he does not look down upon it. His face

All smiling.

When the bride came down from the stairs with her hijab covered, her figure was graceful, and the maid beside her kept protecting her hijab for fear of falling off.

The groom watched from a distance, fearing that the bride would go wrong, with a concerned look on his face.

When Qin Feng saw it, he admired the imperial censor deeply. He became an official himself, but he did not think about marrying his daughter into a wealthy family in Sui City and using his daughter's marriage to form a powerful in-law for the official career.

, instead let his daughter marry a wealthy businessman far away.

I just heard from the escort that this girl is still the second daughter, not the concubine of the family. Looking at the situation just now, it is a consensual marriage.

If the legitimate daughter of a sixth-grade official marries into a wealthy businessman's family, her husband's family will not be in trouble. Qin Feng suddenly thought of his mother and lamented that in this dynasty, marrying a woman is tantamount to fighting for a lifelong career. If she marries the wrong man, she will be troubled for the rest of her life.

Difficult to turn over.

The name of this adult was Shu Yue. Qin Feng silently remembered this name. When the group of people left, they were ready to set off.

He An personally sent the two of them to the carriage and placed a bag of dry food on the carriage: "My boss, it still contains the dry food you invented. These three days are enough. I don't know where my boss is going?"

"Take a walk around and inspect the operation of the escort bureau and the rest stop." Qin Feng said without saying anything: "The people sent to the southwest should be screened carefully, and the salary can be higher."

To stay in such a remote place, you need to be given some extra benefits.

He An understood and watched the two of them get on the carriage and leave. There was no trace of them. Then he bowed deeply and murmured: "It's rare to see them. They go so fast."

Qin Feng was sitting in the carriage. He brought paper and ink, maps and some books with him. He was placing the map in front of him. According to Long Qi's memory, the island where Fusheng Pavilion was located was in the southeast corner. Unfortunately, it was not close to where Qin Qi was.

There are still hundreds of miles to go.

Time was urgent, and since he had already sent the letter, he was not going to turn around to see Qin Qi, not to mention that a war might break out there at any time, so he took the official road to the nearest pier, dropped the carriage at the rest stop there, and then rented a boat for the trip.

The most suitable.

At noon, we arrived at the rest stop near the pier. We also checked the status of the rest stop and inquired about the news at nearby stations.

We rented a boat here and asked the old fishermen nearby. They found out that there had been no wind and waves on the sea recently, so they boarded the boat. According to Long Qi, it only took more than an hour from here, but if you want

To land on the island, you have to wait until midnight.

Asked why it was midnight, Long Qi shook his head: "My boss will know it by then."

The boat trip was arranged by Long Qi. Qin Feng was a good swimmer, but it was a pity that he had not practiced for a long time. After boarding the boat, he stayed in the cabin to rest. After an hour, he went to exchange with Long Qi, and he also had a rest.

He brought medicine with him on this trip, and Long Qi never stopped using it. The so-called shyness of being close to home. Although Fusheng Pavilion was not the place where Long Qi was born, it was an important turning point for him when he suffered great changes. Qin Feng also asked him about it.

, do you want to bring Luo Fanchen and Chu Yue with you when you come back this time?

Long Qi shook his head. The two of them did not know that the Pavilion Master might have committed suicide. Since the death of the Pavilion Master Fusheng was suspected to be related to the Marquis of Zhenbei, the fewer people who knew about it, the better. Qin Feng agreed, so even Feng Bao did not

Take it with you, just the two of you.

Only when the boat was moored at sea did he realize how big the world is and how small human beings are. At this moment, Qin Feng suddenly thought of Xiao Lingyao's words that if you want to be involved in life or death, you should not be afraid of life and death. There is no way to escape when nature is so angry that it is helpless, but if it is a human matter,

How can you be willing to die?

We have to fight hard no matter what, and I forgive him for not agreeing with this.

Thinking of Xiao Lingyao, Qin Feng suddenly felt exhausted all over his body. The March period has arrived. What is the intention of that wave of unknown people? Why are they alive or dead? There is no information at all?

"My boss!" Long Qi's loud shout made Qin Feng wake up.

As soon as Qin Feng raised his head, he stood up suddenly and came to the side of the boat. He saw ripples on the originally calm sea surface. Countless bubbles suddenly appeared on the originally sparkling water surface. The sea water seemed to be boiling, gurgling, gurgling.

ring!

He looked up at the moon and saw that the position of the moon should be at the time of the twelfth lunar month. This was exactly what Long Qi said, but he didn’t know what it had to do with landing on the island. He turned to look at Long Qi, who was staring at the water with his eyes fixed on the water.

Without even blinking.

It wasn't until the bubbles burst open, and there seemed to be a shadow on the sea, that Long Qi showed a relieved expression and quickly rowed the boat forward along the shadow!

Upon seeing this, Qin Feng hurried over to help, and the two of them worked together to drive the boat forward. After an unknown amount of time, they saw a huge shadow in the moonlight, and a seemingly lonely island suddenly appeared in front of them.

Under the moonlight, the place looked like a dormant monster on the sea. There was no light on the island. Long Qitu let out a long sigh, perhaps thinking of the glorious scene on the island in the past and feeling emotional for a moment.

The island didn't look very big. Qin Feng thought that Fusheng Pavilion was not completely closed to the outside world and could transport supplies from the outside. This showed that the master of Fusheng Pavilion also had some "savings", otherwise it would not be easy to support these disciples.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng couldn't help but stand up and looked eagerly at the dark island. The ship was getting closer and closer, and a strong wind rose on the sea. Long Qi's expression changed slightly. The weather at sea has always been changeable. They are lucky today.
Chapter completed!