Giant Ship Across the Song Dynasty: My Supplies Come from My Motherland

Chapter 145 Indulging your bad habits?

Lin Zhou was also sizing up the old man who had been fighting with Yue Fei for half his life.

He was sixty-eight years old this year, one of the four great wolf lords of the Jin Kingdom, and also the only remaining wolf lord. He was fierce and mighty, and looked down on Lin Zhou, this weak Song man, from the bottom of his heart.

Especially when she heard that he was her granddaughter's future husband, she no longer bothered to feign her displeasure.

But Lin Zhou was no pushover either. After seeing the expression on Wolf Lord Wanyan Zongbi's face, he curled his lips into a sneer, his face full of disdain. He chuckled and sat down next to him.

"Who told you to sit down?"

"I'm tired." Lin Zhou not only sat down, but also crossed his legs. "I'm not here to please you. I'm here to help Hong Liu deliver medicine to her grandfather. It won't work if you try to be mean to me. I'm not buying it."

Wanyan Zongbi's face immediately darkened. He gave a signal, and the guards beside him immediately placed their hands on the hilts of their swords.

Lin Zhou glanced back, then placed the medicine on the table beside him: "Take two tablets once a day, and apply the other one topically once a day, changing the dressing in the morning. You can't drink alcohol while taking these medications; drinking alcohol will kill you."

He finished explaining the medicine's effects without paying any attention, then stood up and said, "Alright, I'm going to find Prince Rui. He should be arriving in Yanjing soon."

Just as he was about to leave, the guards at the door stopped him. Wanyan Zongbi merely raised an eyebrow and said with a hint of arrogance, "Boy, do you know who you are? How dare you be so arrogant?"

"Your granddaughter's boyfriend, huh? But you need to understand, a boyfriend isn't a dog. I traveled over two thousand miles to bring you medicine, afraid you'd die on the battlefield, and you look at me like I'm a dog? How can I be happy about that?" Lin Zhou glanced at the two guards with disdain: "What, do you need to ask me what my identity is? I've never been a dog since I was a child, and I can't adapt to your culture here."

"Take it down."

Wanyan Zongbi lazily raised his hand, still with that arrogant attitude. Lin Zhou, seeing the approaching guards, suddenly laughed. He wasn't flustered at all, but turned his head to look at Wanyan Zongbi: "Oh, you can't beat Yue Fei, so you take it out on a scholar like me—the Wolf Lord is quite imposing."

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Zongbi's smile froze on his face, then turned into anger: "Yue Fei is dead!"

"Han Shizhong is still here, go fight him. You can't beat him, can you? Hehe—" The guard had already put his hand on Lin Zhou's shoulder, but he just shrugged: "Go ahead and arrest me. If you arrest me now, you'll have to come and coax me later. Let me tell you, I'm not easy to coax."

"And what if I kill you?" Wanyan Zongbi glared at this impudent madman, his eyes practically spitting fire. "Do you have a way to break this?"

At this point, Lin Zhou was too lazy to waste words with him. He had only come all this way for Hong Liu, so it was fine if he didn't thank him, but instead he was putting on an act.

If this person were Yue Fei, Lin Zhou would really patiently explain to him. But he is a historical villain, and now that Lin Zhou is here to help him, he immediately starts playing the carrot and stick game. How can Comrade Lin tolerate him?

Lin Zhou pouted: "Grandpa Hongliu, do you know what people in Lin'an call me?"

"explain."

"Little Fairy".

After saying that, Lin Zhou disappeared into the tent with a bang.

The silence was the most unbearable. Wanyan Zongbi stared at the person who had suddenly vanished from his sight, as if he had never existed from the beginning. But the medicine and the unpalatable pancake were still there, proving that this person had truly existed.

Wanyan Zongbi's eyes widened, utterly incredulous. He looked up at the two guards and ordered, "Search!"

The entire camp was quickly turned upside down, searched from dawn till dusk, but he simply vanished completely. Wanyan Zongbi sat there with his head down, looking at the medicine in front of him, his eyelids twitching. Suspicious, he threw all the medicine into the stove and burned it clean.

Lin Zhou, however, paid no attention to any of that. He was sitting on the high-speed train to Beijing, leaning back in his chair and talking to Director Zhao: "I thought he would be very polite, just like that Prince Rui. But who knew that this guy really doesn't treat me like a human being. I told him that I am his granddaughter's fiancé, but he still treats me like a dog."

"Of course." Old Zhao laughed. "You need to know one thing: he signed the Treaty of Shaoxing. Even Zhao Gou had to refer to himself as 'Your humble servant' when he met him. How could he possibly respect you?"

"But I'm a grandson-in-law."

"So what? In his eyes, you're just a gigolo who's clinging to his family, the result of a political marriage between the two countries. In his eyes, you're just a live-in son-in-law. Haven't you read any Western novels? What human rights do live-in sons-in-law have?" Old Zhao said with a smile, "You, a live-in son-in-law, are so arrogant right from the start, of course he'll have a temper."

"I've really offended him."

"Hey, tell me—why is there such a big difference between the father and son?" Lin Zhou picked up a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, and suddenly thought, "His son has a really good personality."

"The core issue lies in Sinicization. The decline of the Jin Dynasty began after Wanyan Zongbi's death. Wanyan Liang strongly resisted Sinicization, so he purged all the clansmen who had successfully assimilated into Han culture. As you mentioned, Yangti and Hongliu were practically indistinguishable from Jin and Song people, which must be due to family influence." Old Zhao leaned back and carefully analyzed for Lin Zhou, "Moreover, compared to Wanyan Zongbi, Wanyan Heng's relationship with his daughter was different. You have to understand that in the customs of the Jurchen people of the Jin Dynasty, the kinship between parents and children was not very deep, and a large part of the tribal cultural genes were still retained. But by the third generation, that is, Wanyan Heng's generation, influenced by Sinicization, the kinship became more Han-like."

"I understand now. It's simply that Wanyan Zongbi wasn't close to his family, while Wanyan Heng was. And the reason for this is because they adopted our culture?"

"right."

Lin Zhou blinked repeatedly, and after a long while, he finally spoke: "No wonder. I was just saying that communicating with Hong Liu and his family was easy, but communicating with Jin Wuzhu was exhausting. He had no intention of listening to me."

The high-speed train arrived at its destination in just forty-seven minutes, while Jin Yuanshu was still raiding his camp. However, Lin Zhou had already taken out a map of Jinzhongdu and started comparing it.

"Jinzhongdu————"

Lin Zhou was wandering around Fengtai District, with the Jinzhongdu City Wall Relics Park right in front of him.

"This!" Lin Zhou pointed to the spot ahead: "This is the main gate of Zhongdu."

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As he spoke, he arrived at the entrance of a Mixue Ice Cream shop, where a sign read, "You love me, I love you, Mixue Ice Cream, so sweet."

"This is the entrance to Zhongdu. I'll walk three hundred steps to the left—that's Jin Wuzhu's Villa. The Prince and Princess live there." Lin Zhou looked up and said to Old Zhao, then turned to the milk tea girl and said, "Two glasses of lemonade, please."

"Won't you get stuck in the wall? I've always been really curious about that."

"No, it will automatically correct itself, but it might fall into the water." After taking the lemonade, Lin Zhou and Lao Zhao squatted by the roadside and each lit a cigarette. "But I'm a great swimmer, so it'll be fine."

"What if it's a cesspool?"

"What can we do then? Of course, we should eat a lot of it."

After saying that, Lin Zhou suddenly vanished from Old Zhao's side with a bang. The crowds around him moved on, and the fast pace of the big city meant that no one even noticed the disappearance of this little Karami.

"I still have to clean up your mess." Old Zhao sighed, stood up, took out his phone, and dialed his superior's internal line: "Report, the current location is — camera BJ00431.22195. The one who just disappeared was one of our own. Please clear the recordings of the cameras along the route."

Lin Zhou had already appeared in a small grove of trees near the city gate of Jinzhongdu. The future Mixue Ice Cream City had now become a salt water shop. When he came out, most people thought he was just passing through the woods to relieve himself. But he glanced down at the sea salt lemon tea in his hand and sneered, "It even has a heritage—"

The differences between the north and south are quite obvious. In the south, most of the roadside shops are tea shops, while in the north they become salt water shops. The pots and pots of salt water boiled in them become lightly salted water. This involves the salt route. At this time, sea salt is bitter, and most refined salt is made from well salt. Well salt is mostly produced in Yunnan and Guizhou, so refined salt in the north is relatively expensive. In addition, salt and tea are both strictly controlled strategic resources, so these salt water shops with official signs came into being.

Upon entering the city gate, the clothing style changed from predominantly right-fastening to mainly left-fastening. Even the local Han Chinese were wearing Hu-style clothing with the left lapel overlapping the right. Lin Zhou, whose collar formed a Y shape, naturally became the focus of attention for the soldiers at the gate.

"I'm looking for Prince Rui! Stop searching! Stop searching! If you keep searching, we'll all be beheaded!" Lin Zhou spread his arms and let the soldiers search him.

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I'm not kidding you.

The soldiers clearly didn't believe it, but they dared not gamble. If they made a wrong bet and delayed something important, they might really be beheaded.

So while they kept Lin Zhou calm, they sent someone to inform Prince Rui.

Lin Zhou, who had come from humble beginnings, hit it off immediately with these low-ranking soldiers. At first, he was treated like a prisoner, but within fifteen minutes, he had become one of them.

"To be honest, the girls in Lin'an are the most beautiful. I'm not kidding. The girls in Zhongdu are no good. They don't bathe much and they smell bad. The girls in Lin'an take a bath every day and they are fragrant, soft, and fair."

"No way, it must be so expensive to take a bath every day." A soldier leaned against the wall with his rifle and chatted with Lin Zhou. "What are the prices at the brothels over there? This place is no good, the women are old and ugly, and it's really expensive. I only make five strings of cash a month, but those women charge two or three strings at a time. That place must be lace-trimmed."

"I really didn't know that. Well, this kind of thing is for everyone, whether they're rich or poor. If you have money, go find the top courtesan; if you don't have money, go find that big-assed girl at the alley entrance. If you don't have money but still want to pick the best, what, you think you can just sleep with her and she'll give you a dollar or two?"

His words immediately drew laughter from the crowd.

Just then, the soldier who had made the announcement earlier rushed over and whispered a few words to the captain who was chatting with Lin Zhou. The captain's expression changed drastically, then he immediately put on a smiling face: "Young Master, this way please—"