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Chapter 67: Wait to cry

After all the goods were loaded, Du Heng did not receive the departure notice.

After making up an excuse to linger at the pier, Du Heng sent someone to buy wine and meat, then went to drink with the dock clerks, waiting for further news.

With someone sending wine and meat, these dock clerks naturally didn't bother to care why Du Heng was delayed in departing.

Du Heng also didn't leave the pier; when he was tired, he went to sleep on the cargo ship.

The next afternoon, Du Heng, as usual, bought wine and meat to chat with the clerks.

Anyway, the money was all from Shen Jing, that Sunzi.

No reason not to eat!

Just as Du Heng was drinking heartily with them, a servant ran over hurriedly and whispered in Du Heng's ear.

It's here!

Du Heng's heart filled with joy, and he quickly stood up, "Gentlemen, I must go! When I return, I'll have a good drink with you all again!"

"Good, good!"

Several clerks nodded repeatedly, even waving warmly at Du Heng.

Soon, Du Heng boarded the cargo ship.

Their goods weren't many, and the cargo ship was very small.

Compared to those large cargo ships, it was like a baby.

Du Heng touched the leather pouch at his waist, confirming it was still there, then ordered the ship to set sail.

This pouch contained the tax receipt, stamped with the government's seal!

This was the proof of their goods.

Even if someone destroyed the tax receipt kept by the government, this receipt could prove that all the goods on their ship were white sugar!

It must be said, Shen Jing, that Sunzi, although cunning, was indeed cautious.

He had even thought of this.

Soon, their small boat began to sail in the canal.

Du Heng stood at the bow, looking into the distance, searching for the Song family's merchant ships.

Before they had gone far, Du Heng saw merchant ships flying the flag of Song's Cloth Shop.

There were three of them, all large ships.

Large ships are good!

A mischievous smile appeared on Du Heng's face, and he immediately ordered the boatmen: "Steer the boat over and block the large ships ahead!"

Under Du Heng's command, their small cargo ship began to approach the large merchant ships ahead.

At this moment, Song Rui also stood at the bow.

It had been nearly twenty days since he left home; it was time to return home and enjoy himself.

He heard from his younger sister's letter that Shen Jing, that good-for-nothing, seemed to have had a stroke of luck and had even caused the Song family to suffer a great loss.

This time when he returned, he would certainly have a good meeting with this good-for-nothing!

He wanted to see just how capable this good-for-nothing truly was!

Just as Song Rui was lost in thought, he noticed a small boat ahead blocking their navigation route.

Song Rui frowned and immediately instructed the boatman: "Beat the gong, tell them to get out of the way quickly, don't block the path!"

"Yes!"

The boatman agreed and immediately picked up a brass gong to beat it.

"Clang, clang, clang…"

The urgent, piercing sound of the brass gong rang out.

The canal in Luochuan Prefecture was actually quite wide, but over the years, silt had continuously accumulated.

Great Zhou had been in continuous warfare in previous years and hadn't fully recovered even now, lacking the funds to dredge the canal, which led to the navigation channel becoming narrower and narrower.

Incidents like this "boat jam" were often encountered.

However, it was always the small boats that gave way to the large boats.

After all, small boats drew less water, so even if they left the main channel, the risk of running aground was very small.

However, no matter how much they beat the gong, the small boat ahead showed no intention of leaving the main channel.

The people on the small boat even beat their own gong, signaling for them to give way.

They even started doing 'snake-like' maneuvers in front of them.

"Get out of the way!"

At the same time, an extremely provocative voice came from the small boat opposite.

Song Rui was slightly stunned, even doubting if his ears had misheard.

"The people on that small boat, told us… to get out of the way?"

Song Rui asked his servant beside him, somewhat incredulously.

Such a small, broken boat, dared to tell them to get out of the way?

Were the people opposite blind?

Couldn't they see the flag of Song's Cloth Shop, or even the size of the boat?

Who gave them the courage to challenge such a large ship?

"It seems… yes."

The servant replied, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Song Rui secretly chuckled and immediately ordered his servant, "Tell them to get out of the way, or we'll ram them!"

"Yes!"

The servant took the order, immediately cupped his hands into a megaphone shape, and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way, or we'll ram you!"

"Bullshit!"

Du Heng immediately roared: "Dare to ram me, and I'll beat the shit out of you! What kind of trash are you, daring to block my way?"

"Bastard!"

Song Rui cursed, "Don't you know who I am? Are you looking for death?"

"I don't care who you are!"

Du Heng cursed loudly: "I'm telling you, the goods on my ship are extremely valuable; if you damage even a little, you won't be able to afford the compensation!"

Valuable?

Song Rui laughed.

How valuable could the goods on such a small, broken boat be?

His ship was loaded with high-quality silk and such!

Could their goods be more valuable than his?

"I'll screw your ancestors, get out of the way quickly, if you keep dawdling, I'll throw you into the water to feed the fish…"

Du Heng's curses rang out again, becoming increasingly vulgar.

Listening to the unbearable insults, Song Rui's nose was almost crooked with anger.

"I'll screw your mother!"

Song Rui roared, then immediately shouted at the boatman: "Ram them!"

The servant's face changed, and he quickly advised: "Young Master, shouldn't we first ask about the other party's background?"

"Ask what?"

Song Rui said fiercely: "If I don't teach him a lesson, he really won't know the immensity of heaven and earth! I will not only ram this broken boat, but I'll also make him compensate us for our losses!"

They had only been gone for twenty days, and these fools had forgotten who he was?

The Song family was a Tribute Merchant!

This small broken boat not only didn't give way but also dared to provoke them?

If he didn't teach him a lesson, they would really think he had a good temper?

Under Song Rui's command, the large ship's course remained unchanged, heading straight to collide with the small boat in front.

Du Heng was overjoyed and quickly shouted at the boatmen: "Quick, quick! Turn around!"

"Master Du, it's too late to turn around now!"

The leading boatman shouted: "If we turn around now, this large ship will definitely hit our broadside! We should still get out of the way!"

"I told you to turn around, so turn around!"

Du Heng roared: "Turn around quickly, and each of you will be rewarded with two taels of silver!"

Nonsense!

Of course he knew it was too late to turn around!

He just wanted to expose their relatively weaker broadside for Song Rui to hit.

He had to ensure their ship was sunk!

Stimulated by the reward, the boatmen braced themselves and began to turn around.

However, the distance between the two boats was too short.

They had only turned halfway when Song Rui's large ship, as expected, collided with their broadside.

Boom!

With a loud bang, their small boat was almost cut in half, and the people on board swayed back and forth.

"I'll screw your mother!"

Du Heng cursed at Song Rui, who was standing at the bow of the large ship, but his heart was overflowing with joy.

Good, good!

Hit like this, it would be hard not to sink.

Shen Jing, that Sunzi's dirty trick, had indeed succeeded!

"Serves you right!"

Song Rui stood at the bow, laughing heartily, "Next time you block the way, weigh your own importance first! From now on, when you see my Song family's flag, you'd better get out of the way quickly! Otherwise, I'll sink your ship again!"

Du Heng's mouth twitched slightly.

Next time?

You want there to be a next time?

What are you thinking!

Sunzi, just wait to cry!

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