Ma Zijian's experience is not isolated. With the strong help of Ryukyu officials and people, an operation to save the veterans of the Kingdom of Heaven is underway.
Medan, Lion City, Jakarta, Zamboanga, Surabaya, Manila... wherever Chinese gathered, Ryukyu officers appeared in groups of two or three. They carried the flags of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and Xiao Letian, and appeared in front of the colonial officials. In one sentence, we must select Chinese workers, especially those who have fought in the war.
Ryukyu has embassies or offices in various regions of Southeast Asia, and the communication between local Chinese businessmen is very frequent. In remote cities where there are no official institutions, Rakuten Bank and bank branches also assume the role of coordinators.
Prime Minister Xiao of Donghai once said that outside the country, the Chinese have an obligation to help the Chinese. This kind of help does not mean giving money directly, but providing various administrative and legal supports.
In this era, it is precisely because of Xiao Letian that although the Chinese in Southeast Asia are still suffering and being oppressed, they are much better than the suffering era in the previous life.
No one dared to stop the actions of the Ryukyu officers. Even the colonial officials of the United Kingdom, France, and the Netherlands were happy to see these unstable elements summoned away by Xiao Letian.
The reason is very simple. These veterans of the Kingdom of Heaven are too difficult to deal with. There have been sporadic riots in many places. The tough veterans are simply not something that the indigenous monkeys can deal with. Every time a riot occurs, the colonial army needs to come forward to put out the fire.
Now that Xiao Letian can take away the elite and backbone of them, that's really a wish. What's more, Ryukyu will give you money back and won't force you to tear up your employment contract.
What? You, the indigenous rubber plantation owner, don’t agree. You said Ryukyu gives me less money, haha. Then just bargain with the Chinese yourself.
Ryukyu won't bully you. As long as Lotte and Banks come forward, there will be a hundred ways to prevent you from selling all the output from rubber plantations, tin mines, and farms, let alone getting a loan from any bank. money.
Countless farmers and mine owners cried when they submitted the contract. What great workers they were. They only spent a silver coin when they bought them, and they were able to squeeze them to death. In the past two years, who has not made money for the boss? There were thousands of silver coins, but now they were snatched away by Xiao Letian.
"Xiao Letian, you must die a good death..." Countless indigenous businessmen roared towards the north, of course only in their indigenous language and at the point where they were carrying people.
Bundles of contracts were thrown into the fire. On the beach at night, countless college students from Ryukyu put their tables on the beach with ink bottles and began to light lamps.
"That big man... I'm talking to you. Come here to help. Why don't you have any discernment? Didn't you see that I can't handle it alone? You turned on the miner's lamp..."
A student who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old shouted rudely at Ma Zijian and Luo Gou. Surprisingly, the two riot executioners, the veterans of the Kingdom of Heaven who killed the native monkeys with their heads rolling, were not angry at all. , came over to help honestly.
This is a scholar. Two valuable glass plates are placed on the nose, which are called glasses. A truly knowledgeable person does not look at age, but has to look at the two glass plates. The thicker the glass, the deeper the knowledge.
Luo Gou is very loyal to General Tie. What the General said must be correct.
Ma Zijian watched the students write lines of elegant handwriting with foreign ink pens, and his eyes shone with envy. How wonderful, Ryukyu is simply paradise.
In Ma Zijian's mind, it doesn't matter if he eats chaffy vegetables, works to death, or gets scolded by his employer. As long as the place where he lives is peaceful, it will be heaven.
How can you tell whether a place is peaceful or not? Doesn't it mean that there is no war? Is there any place in this world that is not at war? To tell whether a place is peaceful or not depends on whether there are many scholars. If every family can support college students, That place must be extremely flat.
In troubled times, people are all learning martial arts. How can anyone learn literature? If his brother hadn't been killed by Qing Yao, he would probably be this old. My eldest brother is my father, and I will never let him practice martial arts. It's too painful. My brother has to study. In the future, he will be like this college student and write elegant lines with foreign ink pens.
The sea breeze blew up the sand, making Ma Zijian's eyes red and swollen.
"Name." The college student asked a big man with an iron tower in front of him.
"I...my name is Ju Zi..." He was obviously a powerful enemy on the battlefield, but the question made the teenage college student sweat on his forehead.
"What, orange? Why do you call it orange? The kind of sweet and sour orange you eat." The four-eyed college student asked in confusion.
"No, no, no...it's not the oranges you eat, it's Ma Juzi..." Juzi stuttered so anxiously.
Si Yan was a little confused. He didn't want to understand what Ma Juzi was. He had a lot of Jiangnan accents and he couldn't understand many of them. At this time, Ma Zijian whispered, "That's what Xiaoma means. Farmers have the habit of giving their children mean names. Easy to feed, Juzi means little pony Juzi, which means living healthily and jumping around like a pony..."
"That's it...that's what it means." Ju Zi sweated profusely.
Don't rush, there are only three college students on the beach. The parchment rolls in their hands are in duplicate. What they fill in is the identity information of these future veterans, which is the household registration.
The veterans will carry one with them and the other will be deposited in the Ryukyu Ministry of Finance. From now on, they will be dual nationals. Ryukyu and Chile will recognize their national identity. This is their hope for the rest of their lives. This piece of paper can be used to build an ancestral hall.
Si Yan scratched his head, "Why don't you have a famous name? You must be over thirty."
"Back to...back to the college students, before our village's Dong Heng Xiu Cai could give him a name, Qing Yao massacred the village. More than a hundred households...just, a dozen people escaped... Who cares whether we live or die?"
Si Yan's heart softened as soon as he heard this. They are all miserable people. He sighed, "Looking at you, you have no relatives. How can you build a ancestral hall on your own?"
Ma Juzi burst into tears with a cry, "It's gone. My ancestors are all gone. The ancestral hall was burned down. I don't even have a name. I only know that my surname is Ma, and I don't know anything else... If I die, my whole clan will be extinct." Wuwuwu..."
People in their thirties cried like children, and the veterans behind them all cried loudly. Chinese people do not disrespect their ancestors. Clan is the root of people's hearts.
Si Yan wiped his eyes and said, "Okay, don't cry anymore. If there is no ancestral hall, wouldn't it be over if you build another one? Do you know the names of your parents and grandparents?"
"I know..." Ma Ju quickly told Si Yan the names of his parents and grandparents, and there were lines of ink writing on the household registration paper.
"The name Juzi is not pleasant, and it is not a famous name. Ma Juzi, the complimentary word to describe a horse is Divine Horse. How about you call me Ma Jun from now on... It just so happens that this is a re-registration of your household registration. The new name will also be a new name in your life from now on." The beginning of."
Ma Zijian went up and gave Ju Zi a slap in the face, "You brat is lucky, you are lucky. You will struggle to survive in the future. After the war, you will have some money. With this household registration paper, you can build an ancestral temple..."
"As a college student, his family's native place is Yueyang. Could you please add one more sentence: His family's ancestral home is Majiaji, Yueyang..."
"Okay, I will add to you, the ancestral home of Majiaji, Yueyang, Changsha... That's it. With this piece of paper, the souls of your ancestors can find your incense to worship..." The first release of this book comes from, the first time See genuine content!
