After hearing Liu Shimin's words, Zheng Haizhu was about to ask the reason, but she saw the native leader who had walked away at some point, walking back accompanied by a woman with twisted hair.
Although the woman's complexion was dark, her facial features and facial expression were much softer.
The woman bowed and saluted Liu Shimin, pointing to a large house halfway up the mountain.
"Grandma, see you, please."
What the woman spoke was actually Chinese, and her words were jerky, but she could still be understood.
Liu Shimin smiled kindly, nodded and stood up.
"The mistress of this land wants to see us. Yan Zhuangshi, Azhu, how about you come with me? Xianglin, I'll take it with you and stay at the foot of the mountain."
Yan Siqi felt that this arrangement was appropriate, so he called Zheng Zhilong and several brothers and asked them to obey General Ma's orders.
The woman who came to invite people had a pair of eyes that shone with wisdom. She could see the concerns of these wise people, and she smiled sincerely and said, "Dear guest, don't panic."
No more words, just the first step to lead the way.
The mountain path leading to the big house is winding, but it is not difficult to walk. The places where there are drops are paved with stones suitable for footing, and they have obviously been polished.
Liu Shimin calmed down and took the initiative to point out Zheng Haizhu: "Girl, have you seen the floor in front of that thatched hut? The natives are training soldiers, but there is a woman standing watching. She doesn't look like she is watching the fun, but like she is supervising the training. . Also, in this village, the ge clothes worn by the women are better than those of the men, the animal teeth and stone beads worn by the women, and the fabrics around their waists are all more exquisite than those of the men."
Zheng Haizhu thought to himself, it turned out to be a matriarchal society, and said with a look of reverence: "My father-in-law has good eyesight."
Yan Siqi walked at the end, focusing on observing the overall layout of the village.
When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, he looked back at the sea and could see the terrain quite clearly.
The reef area where their leaky boat was leaning was indeed the last reef group near the coast. Further to the west toward Penghu Island, there were six or seven sizable reef groups, each of which could accommodate more than a hundred people, like a large island. The back of the fish is exposed from the sea.
Far to the north of Yubei, there stands a large island with a mountain peak in the middle and lush green.
Zheng Haizhu turned around and saw Yan Siqi looking thoughtful, so he asked with a tone of inquiry: "Brother Yan, is the terrain here easy to defend and difficult to attack as you men often say? The string of rocks and the small island to the north , coupled with the large island we landed on, formed a situation where the south, north and east are horns to each other."
Yan Siqi smiled and said: "Yes, if you fight, it is a good place to defend against powerful enemies. If you want to buy Japan's Hirado Port, it will not be too generous. I just saw it on the boat. Between the North Island and the South Reef, the sea There are no reefs down there, it is cleaner than the Luer Waterway in the outer sea to the west, and it is safer to enter the boat."
Zheng Haizhu took a few steps, moved closer to Yan Siqi, and whispered in a deep voice: "Then it depends on who takes over this place first. Brother Yan, Taiwan is at the intersection of the East and the South, connecting Japan and Korea to the north and Luzon to the south. , and it is close to the Penghu Island of the Ming Dynasty. It is self-evident that it is a key point. If you occupy this place, the Daishan Island in Zhejiang to the north will still be yours. If you run a boat south, you won’t dare to touch Mount Dai.”
Yan Siqi pursed her lips tightly and listened quietly.
On this day and night, a huge change occurred, which made him feel heartbroken.
He believed that he regarded Li Guoshu as his brother and had never owed anything to his right-hand man, but he was severely betrayed and betrayed by them, and fell into a predicament and danger of losing money and losing his life.
From dawn to noon, he was always at the helm, heading towards the vast sea.
At the moment when his chest felt so tight, Yan Siqi shed tears for the first time since he could remember.
Fortunately, a leaky boat is more reliable than a cool person.
When this boatload of people, close and distant, with love and hatred, finally set foot on the solid mainland without any danger of life, the small victory of escaping from danger slightly washed away the dull pain in Yan Siqi's chest caused by the frustration of life.
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At this moment, Zheng Haizhu's words made his heart beat excitedly again.
This woman did not appear to be very brave and resolute. After the bloody battle, when hauling the body, she vomited several times and turned pale.
But her mind was like a paddle wheel at the bottom of a boat, spinning all the time.
The thought that came out of his mind was able to get to the point without any nonsense, and the flame that had been vaguely rising in Yan Siqi's mind suddenly became brighter.
"Azhu, you are right. Since I spared Li Guozhu's life, when I sent him back to Hirado Port, my brothers and sisters in the Daishan Island Salt Farm were in danger. My adoptive father is a fair man. , but there are many men named Li in the Li family."
When Yan Siqi said this, he sighed heavily.
Zheng Haizhu did not continue to discuss this matter.
For a man with a heroic background like Yan Siqi, it was enough for her to start some words.
Yan Siqi, on the other hand, walked away dully for a while, and then murmured: "However, don't use the word 'occupy'. If there is a new world, I will bring my brothers to live in it, not to occupy it."
Zheng Haizhu looked up at him and said sincerely: "You think like this, it is a great wisdom, little people will not understand. Fortunately, the world is not necessarily decided by little people."
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In about the time it took to burn a stick of incense, a few people arrived in front of the big house.
The guard opened the gate, and the woman leading the way called "Grandma."
A grandmother in blue with snow-white hair, leaning on a cane, stood beside the stone table.
Unlike most of the women seen in the village, the old woman did not have any colorful accessories on her body. But at a glance, Zheng Haizhu felt that although the blue dress was old, the texture was soft and dense, like cotton. Not Ma Ge.
What’s even more surprising is that the blue clothes are styled with crossed collars and right lapels, which is a typical Han style of clothing.
The old woman's face is wrinkled, her back is stooped, her palms and wrists are like chicken skin wrapped with dead branches, and only her eyes are shining.
She seemed to have received a detailed report, and first apologized to Yan Siqi: "The village guard was rude to Mr. Lang. I apologize."
Then he said: "Two gentlemen, this lady is in a humble and rough place, and there is no decent entertainment. I have made some wild tea. Please condescend to have a drink."
When the old woman opened her mouth, she not only spoke Chinese, but also had some pronunciation and accent of Northern Mandarin.
The three of them suppressed their surprise and saluted each other.
The old woman, like a man, crossed her hands and fists to Liu Shimin very naturally and asked him to sit at the head.
Liu Shimin didn't refuse, said "Thank you, grandma", and sat down with a smile.
He first led Yan Siqi and Zheng Haizhu to offer a sip of tea to the old woman, and then asked warmly, "Is grandma from the Han family?"
"I think I should be considered half-Han. It's a long story."
According to the old woman, the Song Dynasty was destroyed in the battle of Yashan three hundred years ago. Some coastal Song people did not want to return to the Yuan people, so they immediately fled to the sea and lived on islands dotted in the East and South Seas. Some of them were related to the local people. People intermarry.
"My great ancestor, a man named Wen, married a female elder of our Siraya settlement and gave birth to children. Until my mother's generation, she could also teach her children Chinese characters and poems. As for me, because I can Speaking Chinese, I worked as a guide for a land visitor, fell in love with him, and became a relative. I know that the Yuan Dynasty died and the Ming Dynasty was revived, and it was my husband who told me about it. However, I don’t know how the Ming Dynasty now calls distinguished guests. What are the rules? If there is anything wrong, please forgive me."
After all, the old woman was old, and her speech seemed weak, but her calm and slow tone revealed kindness, which made the listener feel at peace.
Liu Shimin hurriedly leaned over and said solemnly: "What are you talking about, grandma? We listened to the husband and wife. They are quite ancient, and they are particularly useful. Grandma turns out to have the blood of the Yimin of the Song Dynasty. I am disrespectful. I am disrespectful."
The old woman returned the courtesy, pointed to the leading woman serving beside her and said, "This is my granddaughter. We Siraya people originally only had first names and no Chinese surnames. But because we respect our mothers, we take care of our children at home. Those who own houses, goods, pigs and sheep are also daughters. Therefore, I have the surname of the great ancestor Wen, and my granddaughter is also surnamed Wen. You can call her Kun, that is, there is a fish named Kun in the Northern Ming Dynasty. "
As she said that, the old woman's eyes fell on Zheng Haizhu's face: "Madam, please help me to speak Chinese to my granddaughter. In her generation, her tongue is no longer very fluent in Chinese. .”
Zheng Haizhu smiled and nodded.
Just as he was about to drag a wooden pier from behind and ask Wen Akun to sit next to him, he heard a shrill scream coming from behind the big house.
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