Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

Yongji couldn't win the argument and was driven to the small boat behind. Everyone suddenly felt that the sour smell in the air disappeared completely.

From far away, you could hear his cursing voice coming from the shuttle ship behind.

After passing Pingcheng and going around the Great Fjord, the Blackstone Pier was right in front of us. Although it was evening, there were bright bonfires on the pier and the place was bustling with people.

The river was shrouded in hazy fog. The black hull of the Zhanlang ship blended into the night and slowly approached.

Someone spotted it from a distance and shouted excitedly, "Here it comes, look, is there a boat coming?"

Hearing that the lady was coming back, they sent people to guard the dock for the past few days. The news from Dove Hall said that she would arrive today, so they waited from morning to night, and when it was already nightfall, they had not given up. No matter if they had anything to do or not, they would come over to guard after dinner. Finally, they waited for her.

The Zhanlang was too deep in the water and stopped a hundred meters from the shore. Everyone suddenly discovered that the ships that returned were all sharp-bottomed sea vessels.

Niu Er's voice could be heard from the dock in the distance: "You bunch of idiots, we said we would build another hundred feet forward, but now it's over, the dock is too shallow, and the ships can't stop there."

There was sudden laughter on the shore. Amidst the noise, everyone quickly dragged out a few sheepskin rafts, threw them into the water, and laid wooden boards on them. In a short while, a floating bridge appeared before their eyes.

"Wow, what a majestic and majestic ship. I like it."

"Niu Er, what are you talking about? Come and help your grandfather unload the goods."

"Hey, here it comes, ugh, why is it so stinky, what's that smell!"

Three pontoon bridges were built before everyone on the boat could get off. However, there was bird droppings all over the boat and they were not in a hurry to unload. After some trouble, Xie Xian finally got down on solid ground.

Seeing the busy people on the dock and the children playing there, everyone had a smile on their face and was genuinely happy for Xie Xian's return.

Xie Xian looked at the faces in front of her, some strange and some familiar, with fire dancing in her eyes and warm feeling shining into her heart. This could be considered a glorious return home!

The next day, nothing unexpected happened.

Xie Xian slept until noon. After washing up, with a bun in her mouth, she saw Xie Yun and Uncle Xie Liu sitting in the main room playing chess.

"Uncle! Sixth Uncle!" Xie Xian called out with a smile.

"Where did this monkey come from!" Xie Yun had a look of disgust on his face, but the corners of his mouth were raised high.

"Ah Xian, you are my Xie family's Qilin child!"

"Sixth Uncle is still good at talking." Xie Xian swallowed the bun, touched the dried fruits on the table, threw them into her mouth, and then sat down next to Xie Yun.

Seeing her lawless and lazy appearance, Xie Yun asked with concern: "Did your trip back smoothly?"

Xie Xian thought for a moment and said, "It's OK, except that we ran into the Wang family's fleet in Kaifeng."

"I know that Wang Sanlang, but there is another person on that boat, wearing a red crane-patterned robe, he must be an official. Their barge is heavily guarded, and there are countless canal boats following behind them."

Uncle Xie Liu and Xie Yun exchanged a glance, and they had already made up their minds: "The one wearing the best crane robe, a member of the Wang family, who can lead troops to transport food and grass, should be the young master of the Wang family, the Sili Xiaowei Wang Zhi."

The Inspector of the Capital Region was equivalent to an official of two thousand stones, and could supervise all officials, maintain his authority, and had the power to impeach the abilities of ministers and nobles.

Xie Xian raised her eyebrows. A top-ranking scholar-official, this is a third-rank official. No wonder he can lead troops. The fat boy’s reincarnation technique is pretty good.

"The Wang family has great influence in the court. The transportation of grain in spring must be a big event." Uncle Xie guessed, stroking his beard.

"Sixth uncle is awesome!"

"I met the prince of Xiang on my way to Kuaiji this time. When I was about to return, I was given a task..."

Xie Xian then told her everything that Prince Xiang wanted. Since there was no military order from the court, it was not an official job, but it could get several princes to take action and several major families to get involved. If her Black Stone Guard was involved, it would be impossible for her to escape.

But Xie Xian always felt that the information Li You told her was not all, and he must have kept some of it.

She also expressed her guess.

Uncle Xie and Xie Yun's reactions were indifferent and they were not very surprised.

"Sixth Uncle and Grand Uncle have nothing to say?" Xie Xian scratched her head.

Uncle Xie stroked his beard and said, "Ah Xian, long before the New Year, the news from Tongguan said that Yang Mao was the man behind Qionglou Village. He amassed a lot of wealth and bribed court officials just to return to the capital."

"If they want to make money quickly in Tongguan, they have to have some connection with the old gold." There is no other way for such a tiny place except to make a fuss about the business.

Moreover, Yang Mao climbed up at all costs, but he forgot that only when Tongguan was stable, he, Yang Mao, as the governor, would be respected. If he left Tongguan, who would recognize him as Yang Mao? This is a waste of time and effort.

"So you guessed it a long time ago?" Why don't you tell me? Xie Xian bared her teeth.

"It won't do them any good to use us as bait, but they can agree to such harsh conditions. I guess the higher-ups are using the Blackstone Guard as bargaining chips."

Uncle Xie narrowed his eyes slightly, with a calm expression on his face, as if he had expected this.

The difference between Yang Mao's attitude towards the Black Stone Guards and his attitude towards the Old Gold is so great that one cannot help but suspect that someone is tacitly approving him to do so.

"If it were in the past, my Black Stone Guard might not be able to resist, but now..." The Black Stone Guard is no longer the impoverished group that could not afford to pay food and wages.

Xie Xian touched her chin, feeling somewhat distressed: "These guys only know how to scheme against us. I think the money they asked for is too little."

Uncle Xie Liu was able to calmly accept the calculations of all parties because he had long seen through their true colors, but in Xie Xian's view, this was just a large-scale real-life strategy game.

The Blackstone Guards are just little Karamis caught between several forces. The emperor? What is that? It's just a bigger family. Everyone is fighting for their own interests.

The best strategy is to attack the enemy's plans, the next best is to attack their alliances, the next best is to attack their troops, and the worst is to attack their cities. No matter what the orders from above are, the Blackstone Guards will do their job well. They go out to cause trouble, but they are not afraid of it.

When Xie Yun heard that there was going to be a war, he rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes sparkling with energy: "How many people are you going to take with you this time, and where are we going? I'll get you a map, we know the Jin people's territory well."

Xie Xian: Emmmmmm, so it’s not unfair that the Jin people lost.

"Take the 5,000 men in the garrison with you when you go out this time. Those kids haven't come back for more than two years." Xie Yun gritted his teeth when he mentioned this, and he wished he could lead people to get them back himself.

"Yang Mao, that traitor, is a jerk without balls. He won't let our people come back, and he wants to take what we have. Bah! You're just dreaming!"

Since his letter was rejected, Xie Yun had sensed that he had bad intentions. Now they were at loggerheads.