"If you want to do something well, you must first sharpen your tools." Guo Jia smiled with deep meaning.

People like Shamoko have no way of understanding it. However, they have already understood it.

"I will stop here today. I will wait until the reefs are broken and it will flow thousands of miles away. It will not be too late to go back to Yuanling." Guo Jiapian left.

There were no outsiders, especially no Han officials present. The barbarians finally changed their colors and sighed. They set up their own awnings and looked around. The Han government had a great magic machine.

Suddenly someone said, "If more than a hundred dangerous shoals in the Yuan River were all removed, the Han people's large ships were unblocked. The boatman of our tribe is useless. Isn't it a place to use force? The big ship is fast and stable, who will squeeze that small boat?"

Shamoke patted the sore back of his neck hard and said unconvincedly: "If the water is on the cliff, there is no way to sit on the beach, so what should I do?"

"Why not see this building?" Rongli pointed to the Yashan Shanglou and said, "I thought that there would be mechanisms hidden in the hundred-legged boat. You can lead the rope to pull the boat. You can do this like this."

Suddenly, I heard the water resonance and turbid waves splashing everywhere. Another reef, which was split from beginning to end. Without falling apart, it was washed away by the torrent and disappeared without a trace. When the water was clear, there was no harm to the reef. The I-boats that originally spanned both sides of the reef moved to another reef. With the help of a winch, they clamped the reef between the catamaran hull from bottom to top, and under the beam arm. When locked and stopped, they moved the Yugong hammer left and right, hanging high above the top of the reef.

The craftsmen on the boat moved the handle and the transmission link intervened. The gear set quickly bit, slowly lifting the Yugong hammer to the highest point and falling down with a bang.

With a muffled sound, the gravel cracked. After repeated hammering, the stubborn stones will be broken from top to bottom. If the force is uneven, or even broken in the waist, there will be no big problem. Just smash a special anchor and then hammer it repeatedly. The underwater reef will not exist.

Seeing the reefs in the water, they shattered one after another. Shamoke suddenly asked: "There is no dangerous shoal in the Yuan River, is it a blessing or a disaster?"

This sentence can be said to be a heart-wrenching.

"The Han court has re-established the Shuiheng Captain, and King Ji gave him a ship, which shows his importance. I thought that the Wuling waterways would be as we saw at this time. Within a few years, there would be no obstacles. At that time, the Han people's machinery and building ships were unobstructed, especially the exchanges between the sea and the market, and they traded with us. I wonder if the prince thought it was good or bad?" Rongli asked back.

"Of course it's a great benefit." Shamoko blurted out. It would be so convenient if Haishi could be docked in front of his own door.

Rongli smiled sweetly: "Since the prince says good things, that must be a good thing."

Another companion remembered something: "Yesterday, the shipkeeper of Haishi City said that the Han court Xu Ji Wang Jiang had declared the right to open the port. I wonder if the chief clerk of Guo came here, whether it was related to this matter."

"Have the boatman ever said, where is the port?" Rongli asked.

"I heard that it was the old county of Han in the past, such as Chenyang, Yiling and other old ports." The companions were also ambiguous.

"So close to us!" Even Shamoko was also surprised.

"This is the words of the boatman, and it may not be trustworthy." Rongli frowned slightly, as if he had a knot in his heart: "All the Ji Kingdom built is called Gangjin, but it is actually a port city. I heard that Nangang has long been connected with Linxiang. There are 100,000 residents in Quanzhou Port, Bohai. The port of Ji Kingdom is comparable to a big city."

"Where do the people come from?" Shamoke couldn't help but be amazed when he heard that there were 100,000 residents in Hong Kong and Tianjin. It was hard to believe that he thought of the simple fishing port at home.

"The Ji State has 100,000 boatmen, nearly one million. They live by the water and regard the boat as their home." Rongli has a lot of experience: "The boatmen are like the sea city. If they park at their own berths, they will be considered as one household. The household registration is under the jurisdiction of the Du Chuan Ling Office. When leaving the port, they only need to report the waterway and the waterway and the port and Jinan with their signed "Guan Jin Ji Book" and travel around the world. They will be parked in any of the ports under the jurisdiction of Ji State for no time limit."

"Is the ship owner a registered household?" another companion asked.

"Yes." Rongli replied: "The Ji people divided the 'names and 'Qimin'. The quotations and quotations were awarded to families with twenty-level titles for their merits. Qimin was further divided into: farmers, merchants, craftsmen, boatmen, hunters, fishermen, saltmen, and so on. Except for the slightly different taxes, there are few differences in the rest."

"How is the difference between fishermen and boatmen?" someone asked again.

"Fishers and hunters collect 'fake tax (mountain gardens, ponds, ponds, and lakes. Those who borrow to plant and harvest and harvest them will be levied 'fake tax' and 'sea rent' and 'sea tax'. Although fishermen have small boats (not more than 500 stones), they mostly live away from the water. For example, Yongyang Water City has many fishermen. Those who can call boat owners must have a 1,000 stone stew. Apart from sea catches, they also take boats to sea, and so on." Rongli answered again.

"Haishi ship owner, but a ship owner?" Shamoko asked.

"It's not. It's a 'hai merchant', and it is registered as a Haishi City. It is under the jurisdiction of the Haishi City Order." Rongli is indeed knowledgeable.

"If we compare to Ji people, who should we belong to?" Shamoke asked casually.

Rongli answered casually: "Compared with the foreign households in the Western Regions, Qiang households in the Longyou, and Di households, we may be classified as 'man households'."

"Can there be households for the people of the whole country?" Shamoko asked again.

"A household is a commoner." Rongli replied again.

"What is Qimin?" Many of my companions don't understand.

"Qi, etc. There is no noble or low, it is called Qi people." Rong Li hit the word.

"There is no high or low?" The companion was shocked, and it was conceivable: "Can we be comparable to... Han people?"

"This is indeed the case under the rule of King Ji." Rongli smiled and said, "It is rumored that when King Ji married the Western Qiang girl, he once said: 'These summers are intimate, and they should not be abandoned'."

"What does Zhuxia mean?" It's getting deeper and deeper.

"Hey, it's better not to say it."

"oh……"

"The glorious heavenly Han Dynasty, all the four barbarians yearn for it." Rongli murmured to himself.

But Shamoko was heard by her side. Shamoko simply said bluntly: "Rongli, since you admire the great man, why not learn from Zhong Qiang Nu Hao..."

"How?" Rongli slowly raised his head and his eyes cleared.

"With the relatives of King Ji." Shamoko finally said: "In this way, the danger of your family should be solved."

"Zhong Cun Gu Qiang, a million people. He lives in Kungang for generations and has a lot of money to marry. My family..." Worry appeared in Rongli's eyes: "It's better not to mention it."

"Your family is a descendant of the God of Fire, and your father is the 'Grandmaster of the King of Purple', and the commander of Baiyue. I'm afraid it's no different from the girl's hero." Shamoke was upset for his friend.

"So what..." Rongli looked down at the surging river and sighed secretly.

Seeing Rongli no longer speak, Shamoke was also a little excited. The companions around him all felt the same. This is the nature of the young man. The Wuxi Barbarian Prince was only fifteen years old, and Rongli was less than 27 years old. Although the barbarians were tenacious, the young man became early. However, facing the great disaster of family and country, the mountains and rivers were broken, and a group of young men were powerless.

"If I am the king, I will never let my friends be so distressed." Thinking of something, Shamoko couldn't help but clench his fists.

In front of the wall-to-ceiling porthole in the Jue Room, Guo Jia raised a thousand miles of mirror and read the lips carefully, and couldn't help but smile.

"How?" Song Qi and Zhou Hui beside him spoke in unison, one left and one right.
Chapter completed!