Chapter 119

  A good person: Ah, a righteous young man, it's so precious to maintain your own kindness in a chaotic world. Remember, people with kindness won't have bad luck, and your righteousness will attract more like-minded young men.

  This is Cheng Dairen's hidden attribute. He suddenly realized that his hidden attribute seemed to be related not only to charm value, but also seemed to be able to improve his luck value in certain situations.

  For example, now.

  Otherwise, it's hard to explain why Sun Delong is so determined to help me.

  Sun Delong indeed did not boast, and by sunset on the second day, the two large ships' grain supplies were ready, and they could set sail at any time.

  Sun Delong walked up to Cheng Darui, slightly bowing his body: "Sixth Master, fortunately not disappointing your orders. The grain you wanted has been prepared. Can the master stay a few more days and let this old slave do his best?"

  "No, the children and wife at home are almost starving, can't afford to delay."

  " Wife and children..." Sun Delong furrowed his brow: "Has Sixth Master already gotten married?"

  "Ah...... Haha."

  Sun Delong glanced at Liu Zhi and Su Qing, nodded and said: "Understood, understood. Originally I had prepared ten song girls, thinking that the journey was lonely, and wanted to let them accompany the young master."

  Cheng Dairen's eyes lit up, and he almost hugged Sun Delong, giving him a manly hug.

  "But since the young master already has a maid by his side, I won't bother with this anymore. With your noble status, what kind of woman can't you get? Don't be blinded by beauty, it's better to read more poetry and books, cultivate yourself and work hard on governance."

  Cheng Dali

  Everyone got on board one by one, and as soon as the sails were raised, they would set sail.

  "Master Ou, Master Ou..."

  At this moment, a group of people suddenly rushed into the dock. Even Sun Delong was somewhat surprised, turning his head to see that they were all dressed in Confucian robes.

  "European gentleman, stay your steps, stay your steps..."

  These people, led by Tang Rucan, rushed to the bow of the boat. Seeing that Cheng Dalai had already boarded the boat, they threw the willow branches in their hands onto the boat.

  In the southern winter, the willow was just sprouting new green, and Cheng Dalai was suddenly faced with a shower of willow branches. He suddenly felt a suffocating feeling: What's going on, is this sending me to my death?

  Cheng Dairen was unaware, however, that at this time the willow branch was a token of farewell, symbolizing "remaining" or "staying", and also implying wishes for everything to go smoothly in distant lands.

  The half poem that Cheng Dalai had just composed was spread among the officials through Tang Rucan's mouth, naturally causing a considerable stir. These people wanted to find an opportunity to visit Cheng Dalai, but unexpectedly, Cheng Dalai was leaving today. They rushed to the dock to see him off.

  These people also had singing girls with them, who were now waving embroidered handkerchiefs in their hands.

  "Master Ou, Master Ou..."

  "Grandpa, grandpa, stay behind, stay behind."

  "It doesn't matter where you go, just stay here, okay?"

  Cheng Darui didn't understand what these people meant until a while later.

  At this time, only Tang Ruzai waved his hands and said: "Ou Gongzi, in this atmosphere, can you compose a poem? If we can't keep the gentleman, it's also good to leave a poem for him."

  Recite a poem, huh, is it time to show off again?

  Cheng Dalai stood at the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, looking like a superior person. At this moment, he was searching his mind and pondering over that poem.

  It's not good to plagiarize, it should be timely and fitting, and also without any clichés.

  The peach blossom pool is a thousand feet deep... This won't do, the lone sail's distant shadow has vanished into the emerald sky... This is a farewell poem. Don't worry that you have no friends on your journey ahead. This too is a farewell poem, and what was in front I myself can't recall.

  It's really hard to deal with when there is no reserve on ordinary days.

  Seeing the eager eyes of the crowd on the shore, Cheng Dalai couldn't bear to disappoint them. The key was that he couldn't afford to miss this opportunity to turn things around. But at this moment, the boat had already reached the shore, and if they didn't act quickly, it would be too late.

  "Thin articles are abandoned by high-ranking officials; minor literary skills are not tolerated by predecessors."

  Cheng Dalai ordered Liu Zhi to bring out wine and drink it all facing the crowd on the shore.

  "It's all in the wine."

  On the shore, people's heads were buzzing, someone rushed forward with a loud shout, waving his hand and shouting something, but it was too far away to hear clearly.

  "Stay behind, stay behind..."

  Yangzhou is a great place, with scholars who dance with words and ink, as well as courtesans who hum softly. If there was time, Cheng Dalai would really like to linger here for a few more days. But this time, he really doesn't have the time, maybe next time. This time, he really doesn't have the time.

  Although the grain had all been loaded onto the ship, because it was sailing against the wind, the ship could only take a zigzag course. The return journey would be even more difficult than the one here. Moreover, the sea is unpredictable and can change in an instant. Along the way back, who knows what unexpected things they might encounter? Before returning to Hamao Village, Cheng Dairen's hanging heart couldn't be put at ease.

  At dusk, we set sail and haven't traveled for half a day when the sky has completely darkened. Tonight there is no moon, and on the sea, you can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hand.

  On the calm sea surface, several small boats were moored, unlit, gently swaying with the ripples.

  A man lay on the deck: "Are we there yet?"

  "The master of the house has received news from Yangzhou that the time is almost here, and has already sent his sister-in-law ahead."

  "Wait until they enter the encirclement and then take action, inside and outside will cooperate, people will be killed, and the boat will be left behind."

  "Don't worry, Second Master. We've done this before, and we've already gathered all the information about the ship. There are over 50 people on board, and the leader is a spoiled rich kid who will probably back down at the sight of a knife." The man let out two cold laughs as he spoke.

  The man also smiled: "We've been doing things on Skull Island, but we haven't made any mistakes. Alright, let's get to work."

  ……

  The boat sailed on the water, except for the gurgling sound of the water, there was no other sound.

  "Is someone in the water?" Xu Shenji asked as he came over.

  "Who is it?"

  "They said they encountered pirates and were shipwrecked, there are two women inside, wanting to board our ship."

  "Go and take a look."

  Cheng Dalai arrived at the bow of the boat and saw a wooden board floating on the water, carrying five people, three men and two women, their faces almost bleached white by the water.

  "Benefactor, please, please save us..." One of the women with a goose-egg face pushed back her long hair in front of her forehead, and surprisingly, she had some charm.

  "How did you end up here and how are you on the sea?" Xu Shenji asked.

  "We followed the old master back to his hometown, but on the way, we encountered pirates. The old master and mistress were both killed by the pirates, only a few of us managed to escape. Please, have mercy on us and save us." The woman sobbed.

  Liu Zhi heard this and said pitifully: "Eldest Master, let's rescue them, it's too pitiful."

  Cheng Dalai carefully looked at the woman, who was born with a pair of peach blossom eyes that had three points of charm even when she wasn't smiling.

  "Of course we should rescue them, you're not having an easy time either."

  Cheng Dalai helped all five of them onto the boat. The woman wiped away her tears: "Benefactor, thank you so much! In my next life, I will be a cow or a horse to repay your kindness."

  "What?!"

  Cheng Dalai's face suddenly changed, he waved his hand and drew his sword, stabbing it into the woman's belly.

  The woman's eyes widened, and a hint of astonishment flashed across her face.

  "Why be a cow and horse, why not give one's life, ah, kill!"