The fleet had sailed to Xiaoliuqiu, and when they saw a wooden house on the shore, everyone tacitly did not see it.
At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, in order to prevent the attack of the Japanese invaders, Zhu Yuanzhang simply moved all the people on the island to the mainland, but today, those smuggled out are still gradually becoming the climate.
In the binoculars, a group of people ran out of the wooden houses, they pointed to the fleet and exclaimed, then turned back and went inside, and soon came out with their baggage, and then began to run away.
Fang Xing put down the binoculars, frowned, and said, "Put the boat, Ben Bo wants to go ashore." ” Fu Xian was worried about Fang Xing's safety, so he said: "Uncle, a lot of fertile land in Fuyi is in the hands of the temple, and the people have no land and can only flee.
But there are many blessings, and most of those people have fled overseas......
The first is Xiaoliuqiu, and the second is the Luzon area......"
Fu is the paradise of temples since the beginning of the five dynasties, and it is still prosperous in the two Song Dynasty, and there are more than 1,000 temples in Fuzhou Mansion alone.
Moreover, these temples are also built magnificently, and there are many monks and nuns, which can be said to be the best in the country.
It is a time-honored tradition that the temple occupies an area, so there are bursts of Sanskrit sounds in this land, and many people have no land to plant, so they have to flee overseas to survive.
Fang Xing's eyes moved slightly, and he said: "Taoism lives in seclusion in prosperous times, and comes out of the mountains to help the people of the world in troubled times......"
Fu Xian patted the side of the boat and said: "Uncle's words couldn't be more right, Xiaguan invited a Taoist priest to come to the house to do things, that is, to eat a few meals, give as many as you want, and then the Taoist priest went back to the mountain, and he didn't see him on weekdays, what a master!"
” Fang Xing nodded, and then ignored Fu Xian's advice, called Xiao Guwei, and a sergeant and family member from the small flag department to get on the boat.
The boat docked, but the small village on the shore was empty, and even the dogs ran away with their owners.
Fang Xing adjusted to the land and said, "Go and have a look." ” So the sergeants went from house to house, but in the end they couldn't find anyone.
Fang Xing frowned and looked at this messy village like a devil entering the village, and said: "Call someone to shout, just say that we are here to appease, don't arrest people, even if they live here, someone will bully them in the future, and the sailor will make the decision for them." ” So the boat went back again, and found a few lucky crew members on board to call out.
The crew members were shouting with earthen horns, and Fang Xing stood in the village, looking at the living utensils built by the villagers themselves, and said: "We Han people can survive wherever they go, no matter how difficult it is, this is the proof." ” Xiao Guwei sent everyone out to protect the crew members who were shouting, and at the moment he was staring at the jungle in the distance, and said when he heard the words: "Uncle, the older generation said that they were bitter before, eating leaves and soil." ” Fang Xing nodded: "Yes, that's because we don't know how to expand outward, to find the land to survive, and live behind closed doors, it's strange that those days can last long!"
” After shouting for a long time, there was still no response, so Fang Xing called someone to get a tent and decided to fight a protracted battle.
"Uncle, why don't you get on the boat, and the lower officials are here to take charge."
Xiao Guwei persuaded with a hippie smile.
"It's not good."
Fang Xing sat on a somewhat rough wooden chair and said, "If I'm not there, they won't believe it."
And this is concerned about the development of Xiaoliuqiu in the future, so it cannot be ignored. ” In Fang Xing's assumption, Xiaoliuqiu should be developed slowly in the future, and the people here at this time are very important, and their experience is very important.
There was also a sergeant from the hundred households who came with the tent, and Fang Xing had no choice but to let them stay away so as not to frighten the people.
"They must be waiting, past experience tells them that the words of the government are not credible, so put away your murderous energy."
Blackthorn's sergeants are murderers, and they haven't changed even now.
"All laugh, laugh!"
Xiao Guwei was the first to take the lead and laughed, Fang Xing frowned and said: "This skin is not smiling, looking at the infiltrating person, it's okay, you should be casual!"
” …… In the early hours of the morning, the sleeping Fang Xing was woken up.
By the time he got out of the tent, a thin man had been taken out of the tent.
"Uncle, this person sneaked back to get something just now, and was caught by his brothers."
"Take a fart!
Loose!
” Fang Xing yawned and said, "Don't be afraid, we are not here to arrest people, and no one will arrest you in the future." ” The man paused for a moment, his hands were still tied, and then knelt down and asked, "Who is the Lord?"
” "Rude!"
Xiao Guwei shouted, and then got a kick from Fang Xing.
Fang Xing kicked him away, then went over to untie the man in person, and said, "I, Fang Xing, have mixed up the title of Earl Xinghe in the court. ” "Uncle?"
The man was a little excited, and Fang Xing pressed his hand and said: "I said that I didn't arrest you, and I won't arrest you in the future, the Japanese country is gone, and the sea of farts is still banned!"
” These words resonated with the man, and he complained: "A few years ago, there were officers and soldiers who came here to arrest people, and all of them moved back to their hometowns, but the little ones came out when they couldn't survive in their hometowns. ” Fang Xing glanced at the stupid Xiao Guwei and said, "Ask someone to get a bowl of noodles to warm this brother's body." ” After driving away Xiao Guwei, the man dared to tell the truth: "Uncle, we were not afraid when Gonggong Zheng went to sea in the past, but we couldn't see the fleet in the past two years, and everyone was worried about whether it had changed again and wanted to get us back to our hometown."
Uncle, my hometown really can't live!
No land!
Ay!
Fang Xing helped the man who knelt down again, only to feel heavy in his heart.
"It's not going to change anymore."
Fang Xing said solemnly: "Go and let them come back, Ben Bo promises that Da Ming will not give up the sea again, never!"
Tears instantly slipped down the man's dark and thin face, he hurriedly wiped them away, and said with a smile: "The little one is happy and ruthless, uncle forgives the sin, go and call them, go immediately." ” No one dares to pretend to be an uncle, let alone the people in the government, this is the confidence that deep-rooted hierarchical concepts give to men.
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"Uncle, do you want to send someone to take a look?"
"No need."
Fang Xing knew the thoughts of ordinary people: they were unwilling to leave their hometowns, and they would be grateful to Dade if they had the opportunity to live a stable life.
Sure enough, when the sky was bright, fires lit up in the distance, and those fireheads slowly came towards this side.
"Is the porridge ready?"
After the man left, Fang Xing asked someone to boil a large pot of meat porridge.
"Master, it's done."
The family members have already drunk the porridge, and it seems to taste good.
"Greet me."
Fang Xing greeted him first, and when he saw those torches, he also saw those men, women, and children.
The frightened faces made Fang Xing a little sad, and he arched his hand and said, "Presumably you already know what you said before, go home." ” An old man walked out, looked vigilantly at the family behind Fang Xing, and suddenly knelt on the ground, "Dare to ask Uncle, can Your Majesty be merciful today?"
” Fang Xing wanted to help him up, but when he heard this, he said: "Your Majesty is a benevolent monarch today, and the people of the Central Plains are all happy. ” The old man asked again: "Uncle, dare to ask if the Mengyuan people in the north are still wreaking havoc?"
” This is a person who has read a book, Fang Xing said solemnly: "I want to teach you to know that the first emperor went on several expeditions to the north in the year of Yongle, and the Mengyuan people have been wiped out, and the Ming Dynasty has no enemies in the north, and they have lived and worked in peace and contentment!"
” The old man kowtowed to the west and said, "It's too peaceful!"
It's too peaceful!
Your Majesty is wise!
” Fang Xing avoided it, seeing that those people were kowtowing, his heart moved slightly, and when they got up, he asked, "Listen to your accent with the taste of the north, why is this?"
” The old man said: "The little Fu Jusheng has seen the uncle. ” Fang woke up, and the old man said: "The little one was originally a northerner, but he was a craftsman, and later he was called to Fujian to work, and he married a wife and had children here, and later ......."
The old man's face was a little gloomy, and he said: "Shangguan has been exploited too much, and the little ones can't support their wives and children, so I took them, and some of my fellow villagers from the north ventured to the sea, and luckily didn't die, so I settled here."
In the future, Xiao Tian was willing to pay taxes, but he begged his uncle not to take us back. ” "Are you afraid that your descendants will have to be registered as craftsmen?"
Fang woke up and pointed out the old man's worries, and then the old man nodded with a dead face.
The artisan households are probably as miserable and miserable as the previous military households, and as long as they are still normal people, there is no one who is willing to do it.
Fang Xing's eyes turned, and he couldn't bear to say: "You guys will be here in the future, when the court sends people to manage it, most of the craftsmen will gradually become different, so naturally you can decide what you want." ”