Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

Thinking of this, Dharma King Qingyang looked at Master Zheng again.

"Master, do you have any good ideas?"

"We can cut the sail ropes, then say our sail is broken and we'll stop here to repair it and send them away."

"Well, that makes sense, Yang Wu, just do as Master Zheng says."

As Dharma King Qingyang gave the order, the people on the Fu ship immediately drew their swords and cut the rope.

Not long after, the ship behind slowly stopped at the bow of the Fu ship.

Only then did Dharma King Qingyang see clearly that all the people on the boat were wearing soldiers' clothes.

I couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that I listened to Master Zheng, otherwise things would be troublesome if the fight really started.

You have to know that he didn't bring many people this time, only sixty believers, who were no match for the soldiers at all.

Not to mention that there are far more than sixty soldiers on the ship in front of us.

However, as a rebel, King Qingyang couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw these soldiers.

Just when Dharma King Qingyang was getting nervous, he heard a loud shout from the ship:

"Assholes, who allowed you to stop the ship here? Don't you know this is a waterway? Who will be held responsible if something goes wrong?"

Although he started cursing, Dharma King Qingyang actually felt relieved when he heard these words.

Just as Master Zheng had expected, it was indeed a problem with the waterway.

Then Dharma King Qingyang gave Master Zheng a look and asked him to handle the matter.

Seeing this, Master Zheng hurried to the river and shouted:

"Sir, it's not that we want to stop, but the rope holding our sail is broken, and we don't have a spare rope on board."

"So we stopped and planned to look for some villagers nearby to see if we could buy some hemp rope from them to repair the sails."

As soon as Master Zheng finished speaking, a scolding came from the other side of the boat.

"I don't care what's broken on you, even if you lose your life, blocking the waterway is a serious crime!"

Upon hearing this rebuke, Master Zheng immediately whispered to Dharma King Qingyang:

"There's no such thing as blocking the waterway in the Ming Dynasty. It's no surprise that these soldiers are taking advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune from us."

"We might as well give them some money to get rid of them. If they come to harass us and want to search the ship..."

Search the ship?

How can that be done!

If these people saw the silver on the ship, they would probably immediately turn from soldiers into robbers.

As soon as he heard the words "search the ship", Dharma King Qingyang had a strong feeling that he was about to be robbed.

So, as soon as Master Zheng finished speaking, he immediately said:

"Give them money! That's what we want! Give them to them and get rid of these bastards as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

After receiving the reply from Dharma King Qingyang, Master Zheng secretly laughed in his heart, but shouted towards the river:

"Sir, we know we are guilty, but the natural disasters and man-made disasters are extenuating circumstances. Could you allow me to pay a fine of 500 taels to atone for my sins?"

After Master Zheng finished shouting these words, there was immediate silence on the boat.

Seeing this scene, Dharma King Qingyang also cursed in his heart.

Damn it, they really came here to make money from me, these damn bastards, I...

In a series of "sweet words" that are highly maternal, centered on the maternal line, and greetings to more than a dozen generations of ancestors.

Voices were also heard from the boat on the river.

"Look, you have the nerve to pay the fine, repair it, and leave immediately!"

As the sound came, several small boats emerged from the back of the ship and headed towards the river bank.

Seeing this, Master Zheng frowned and immediately said in a low voice:

"His Majesty, something is wrong!"

Hearing this, Dharma King Qingyang's eyes narrowed.

"Master, did you discover something?"

"Well, if we just want to collect money, there's no need to send so many people over. Only one person is enough."

Having said that, Master Zheng lowered his head and fell into deep thought, muttering to himself with a puzzled look on his face:

"But, if they're not trying to collect money, then what's their purpose? Did I mention too little money?"