Picking up the document, Qi Yuanfei handed it to Luo Xingchen.

Luo Xingchen unfolded it and found that it was written in two different characters.

One uses tadpole-like characters, and the other is a font commonly used in Daqi.

"This is a Western text." Lan Fenghuang, who was looking at it together, frowned slightly.

"The content of the two texts should be the same. I probably know some Western languages." Lan Fenghuang continued.

After reading this volume of documents, both Luo Xingchen and Lan Fenghuang's eyes flashed with incredulity.

Unexpectedly, this time the Zhoushan pirates ignored their previous agreement, attacked King Wu's island base everywhere, and conducted extensive searches, and the purpose was actually a little girl.

"Seven years old, fair-skinned, with Western ancestry, wouldn't that mean Yingxiu!" Luo Xingchen said.

"Only Yingxiu is qualified. In this case, Yingxiu is the bloodline of the Queen of Yajili they are looking for. The Zhoushan pirates colluded with the Westerners to kill Yingxiu!" Lan Fenghuang said.

Perhaps this is the most realistic truth.

"Return." Luo Xingchen ordered.

If the Zhoushan pirates' strategist is captured, the Zhoushan pirates will soon know that the secret has been leaked. If they don't leave now and wait for the Zhoushan pirates' army to come to support them, it may be in danger.

After all, a dozen warships cannot deal with the Zhoushan pirates' hundreds of warships. Now that the raid has been a complete victory, it is time to leave.

Thirty-six strategies, taking action is the best strategy!

…

More than a dozen warships evacuated quickly like ghosts. All the sailors acted quickly. Only a few sailors were lost in this raid, which can be regarded as an extremely successful operation.

In the cabin.

Lan Fenghuang is holding a book and looking at it carefully.

"Aunt Lan, do you know why Qi Yuanfei is so excited about hunting whales?" Luo Xingchen was eating dry food when he suddenly remembered this matter.

"That was the first time I met a whale many years ago. Qi Yuanfei's brother was pulled into the sea by the whale and died. Later, when I saw the whale, I was excited but also sad at the same time." Lan Fenghuang said.

"So that's it."

Luo Xingchen decided that after returning this time, he would protect Yingxiu well and prevent her from becoming like Qi Yuanfei's brother, and he would not let himself have any regrets.

Even if his enemy is a huge and terrifying Western power, he will not be afraid.

Changping Village.

When the young Luo Xingchen led his subordinates to fight the first beautiful battle against the pirates near the Zhoushan Islands and returned triumphantly, at the same time, the village of Changping, thousands of miles away, was buzzing with gongs and drums, and the entrance to the village was crowded.

Not only the men, women, and children from Changping Village, but also from the nearby Shiliba Village almost all mobilized.

On the stage under the old maple tree, the singers of the Liu family were singing, reciting, and playing on the stage, and string and bamboo orchestral music was constantly playing.

The small vendors in the nearby Qingshui Town heard the news, and those selling fried dough sticks and twists, those selling steamed buns, and those selling sugar cane all consciously set up their formations on both sides of the pond, one after another.

There were people in front of the stage, and people were crowded in front of the stalls. There were people everywhere, and it was extremely lively.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing didn't know about the thrilling things that her son Chen'er had experienced outside. At this time, she bought a large amount of fried dough sticks wrapped in oil paper, squeezed out of the crowd, and then went to the front of the stage.

In front of the stage, a small stage was built specifically for her, the owner who provided the money. It was at a suitable distance from the stage, and an Eight Immortals table was placed on the small stage.

There are three stools on three sides of the Eight Immortals table, and a warming bucket in the middle.

A simple fence was made of wooden boards around the four sides of the Eight Immortals Table, and a roof was built on top to protect it from wind and rain.

A wooden ladder with five or six steps connected the ground and the stage. It was not very high, but it could be separated from the surrounding groups of villagers watching the opera.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing took the oil paper bag and walked briskly up the ladder to the Eight Immortals table.

"Old madam, aunt, aunt, mother, let's eat fried dough sticks. I've been watching the big fried dough sticks just out of the pan. It's delicious, fragrant and crispy!" She put the fried dough sticks on the table and said excitedly.

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During the first lunar month of every year, the sales volume of fried dough sticks exceeds that of eight villages in ten miles. Everyone likes to eat fried dough sticks, so Yang Ruoqing specializes in buying fried dough sticks.

Mrs. Sun quickly took a fried dough stick and delivered it to Mrs. Zuo with her own hands and said, "Sister Zuo, come and watch the show while you eat."

Mrs. Zuo was not rigid and took one, "I've eaten a lot of fried dough sticks, but this is the first time I've eaten these freshly fried dough sticks."

Then, she took a bite, nodded, and praised: "It's delicious, crispy, and fragrant. Qing'er Niang, Qing'er Aunt, Qing'er Aunt, you all can eat it!"

Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "Hey, eat them all, eat them all."

Then, Mrs. Sun pushed the oil paper bag to Wang Cuilian and Mrs. Da Sun in turn. Wang Cuilian and Mrs. Da Sun also took one and ate it.

"Qing'er, why don't you eat it? You bought this!" asked Mrs. Zuo.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and touched her belly: "I ate too much at night and can't eat these dry things. I will buy sugar cane later."

Mrs. Zuo smiled and said: "I see, it's better for you young people to chew sugar cane. At my age, I want to chew sugar cane, but my teeth won't let me!"

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and said: "If you want to taste it, old lady, how about I squeeze the sugar cane juice for you to drink later?"

Mrs. Zuo waved her hand: "No, no, it's too troublesome. Besides, sugar cane has to be chewed by itself to get the flavor. If you really squeeze out a bowl of juice, it won't taste."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes, what the old lady said makes sense."

Sun and others also nodded in agreement.

Mrs. Zuo felt particularly benefited from her warm greetings and careful care for everyone.

She hasn't been as lively as it is now for many years, especially there are people everywhere around here, much more than those in Zuojiazhuang.

Mrs. Zuo squinted her eyes. She was watching a play at night and the light was not very good. She would start singing after noon tomorrow. Then she would open her eyes wide and search among the crowd to see if there was a suitable girl.

Become Jun Mo’s wife...

Lao Mu's house.

"Ah sneeze!"

Zuo Junmo, who was playing chess with Mu Zichuan, suddenly sneezed loudly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Zuo Junmo turned sideways, took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped it awkwardly.

Muzichuan smiled lightly, "It doesn't matter."

He stood up and came to the side, picked up a stick placed next to the charcoal stove, and gently flicked the fire a few times to make the temperature in the room higher.

After doing all this, Mu Zichuan returned to the table and sat upright. He looked at Zuo Junmo opposite and said, "Brother Zuo, would you like to pause for a moment and have a cup of tea to warm your hands?"
Chapter completed!