Chapter 1640: Two Heartbreaking Questions

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The fleet had already sailed to Xiaoliuqiu, and when they saw wooden houses appearing on the shore, everyone tacitly pretended not to see them.

In the early Ming Dynasty, in order to guard against Japanese pirates' harassment, Zhu Yuanzhang simply moved all the people on the island to the mainland, but even today, those smuggled out are still gradually becoming popular.

In the binoculars, a group of people ran out of those wooden houses. They pointed at the fleet and exclaimed, then turned back and went into the house. After a while, they came out with their bags and started to run away.

Fang Xing put down the binoculars, frowned and said, "Let the boat go, Ben is going ashore."

Fu Xian was worried about Fang Xing's safety, so he said, "Uncle, many good fields in Fu/*area are in the hands of temples. Fleeing overseas... firstly, Xiaoliuqiu, and then the area around Luzon..."

Fu/* has been a paradise of temples since the Five Dynasties, and it was still prosperous in the Song Dynasty. There are more than 1,000 temples in Fuzhou alone.

Moreover, these temples are also magnificently built, and there are many monks and nuns, which can be said to be the best in the country. The land occupation of temples is a long-standing tradition, so there are bursts of Sanskrit sounds on this land, but many people have no land to grow, so they have to flee overseas to survive.

Fang Xing's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "Taoists live in seclusion in prosperous times, and come out of the mountains to save the world in troubled times..."

Fu Xian patted the side of the boat and said: "Uncle, what you said couldn't be more correct. I have invited a Taoist priest to come to my house to perform some rituals, that is, to eat as much as I like. After that, the Taoist priest went back to the mountain and never came down on weekdays." , What a Gao Shi!"

Fang Xing nodded, and ignored Fu Xian's advice, and called Xiao Guwei, a sergeant and servant from the Small Banner Department to board the boat.

The boat docked, but the small village on the shore was empty, and even the dog ran away with its owner.

Fang Xing got used to the land and said, "Go and see."

So the sergeants went door to door to check, but in the end they couldn't find anyone.

Fang Xing frowned and looked at the messy village as if a devil had entered the village, and said: "Send someone to shout out, just say that we are here to appease you, don't arrest them, they can live here, if someone bullies them later, The Navy will call the shots for them."

So the boat went back again, and found a few crew members of Fu/* nationality on board to shout.

The sailors were shouting with earthen horns, Fang Xing stood in the village, looked at the living utensils made by the villagers, and said, "We Han people can survive wherever we go, no matter how difficult it is, this is a clear proof."

Xiao Guwei sent everyone out to protect the crew members who shouted. He was staring at the jungle in the distance, and said, "Uncle, the older generation said it was hard before, eating leaves and dirt."

Fang Xing nodded: "Yes, that's because we didn't know how to expand outwards, find land for survival, and live with the door behind closed doors. It's no wonder how long those days lasted!"

After shouting for a long time, there was still no response, so Fang Xing called for a tent and decided to fight a protracted battle.

"Uncle, why don't you go on board, and the servants will sit here."

Xiao Guwei persuaded with a playful smile.

"It's not good."

Fang Xing sat on a somewhat rough wooden chair and said, "They won't believe me if I'm not here. And this concerns the future development of Xiaoliuqiu, so it can't be ignored."

In Fang Xing's vision, Xiaoliuqiu should be slowly developed in the future, and the people here are very important at this time, and their experience is very important.

Along with the tent came a sergeant from Baihusuo, Fang Xing had no choice but to keep them away so as not to scare the common people.

"They must be waiting and watching. Past experience tells them that the government's words cannot be trusted, so put away your murderous intent."

The sergeants of the black thorns are all murderers, and they haven't changed a bit even now.

"Everyone smile, laugh!"

Xiao Guwei was the first to start laughing, Fang Xing frowned and said: "This is a smirk, it looks like a joke, that's all, you can do whatever you want!"

...

In the early morning, Fang Xing, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened.

When he got out of the tent, a thin man had been taken outside the tent.

"Uncle, this man sneaked back to get something just now, but was caught by his brothers."

"Take a fart! Untie!"

Fang Xing yawned and said, "Don't be afraid, we are not here to arrest people, and no one will come to arrest you in the future."

The man froze for a moment, his hands were still tied, and he knelt down and asked, "Who is your lord?"

"rude!"

Xiao Guwei shouted, and Fang Xing kicked him.

Fang Xing kicked him away, then went over to untie the man himself, and said, "I, Fang Xing, got the title of Earl Xinghe in the court."

"Uncle?"

The man was a little excited, Fang Xing pressed his hands and said: "I said I'm not arresting you, and I won't arrest you in the future. The Japanese kingdom is gone, so what a hell of a sea!"

This resonated with the man, and he complained: "A few years ago, officers and soldiers came here to arrest people, and they all moved back to their original places, but the young ones came out because they couldn't survive in their original places."

Fang Xing glanced at Xiao Guwei who was feeling sad, and said, "Ask someone to get a bowl of noodles to warm up this brother."

After driving away Xiao Guwei, the man dared to tell the truth: "Uncle, we were not afraid when Eunuch Zheng went out to sea, but we have not seen the fleet in the past two years. Get us back to our original place. Uncle, the original place really can’t survive! There’s no land left!

Why!

Fang Xing helped the man who was kneeling down again, feeling heavy in his heart.

"It won't change again."

Fang Xing said solemnly: "Go and get them back, Benbo guarantees that Da Ming will never give up Hai Hai again, never!

Tears slipped down the man's dark and thin face in an instant, he hurriedly wiped them away, and said with an apologetic smile: "The little one is overjoyed, uncle forgive me, I'll call them now, go right away."

No one dared to impersonate an uncle, let alone the officials. This was the confidence given to men by the deep-rooted concept of hierarchy.

"Uncle, do you want to send someone to follow and have a look?"

"No need."

Fang Xing knows what ordinary people think: they don't want to leave their homes, and they are grateful for the chance to live a stable life.

Sure enough, when the sky was getting bright, fires lit up in the distance, and those fires slowly came towards this side.

"Is the porridge ready?"

After the man left, Fang Xing asked someone to cook a big pot of porridge.

"Master, it's ready."

The servants have already drank the meat porridge, and it seems to taste pretty good.

"Follow me."

Fang Xing greeted them first, and when he saw those torches, he also saw those men, women and children.

Those panicked faces made Fang Xing a little sad, he cupped his hands and said: "I think you all already know what I said earlier, you all go home."

An old man came out, looked warily at the servant behind Fang Xing, and suddenly knelt down, "Dare to ask Uncle, is His Majesty merciful today?"

Fang Xing wanted to help him up, but upon hearing the words, he said: "Your Majesty is a benevolent monarch, and the people in the Central Plains are all rejoicing."

The old man asked again: "Uncle, do you dare to ask if the Mengyuan people in the north are still wreaking havoc?"

This is a person who has read the book, Fang Xing said solemnly: "I want to teach you to know that the late emperor made several northern expeditions in the Yongle Year, and the Mongolian Yuan people were wiped out, and the Ming Dynasty has no major enemies in the north, and has already lived and worked in peace and contentment! "

The old man kowtowed to the west: "It's too peaceful! It's so peaceful! Your majesty is wise!"

Fang Xing avoided it. Seeing those people kowtow, his heart moved slightly. After they got up, he asked, "Your accent has a northern flavor, why is that?"

The old man said sternly, "Young Fu Jusheng has met Uncle."

Fang Xing nodded, and the old man said: "The young one was originally from the north, but he was a craftsman. Later, he was called to work in Fujian, where he married a wife and had children. Later..."

The old man's face was a little gloomy, and he said: "Shangguan exploited too much, and the young ones couldn't support their wives and children, so they took them with them, and some fellow villagers who came from the north with them ventured out to sea. Fortunately, they didn't die, so they settled down here. The little one is naturally willing to pay the tax, but I beg my uncle not to take me back."

"Are you afraid that your descendants will still have to be registered as a craftsman household?"

Fang woke up and pointed out the old man's worry, and then the old man nodded with a pale face.

Most of the craftsman households are as miserable as the former military households. As long as they are normal people, there is no one willing to do it.

Fang Xing's eyes turned, and he couldn't bear it and said: "You guys can stay here from now on. When the court sends people to manage it, the artisan households will gradually become different. Naturally, you can do whatever you want."