Daming Town Haiwang

Chapter 1275, the ancestors smoked
Daqiao Village, thirty miles outside Ryukyu City, Yang Dayang hurried back to Daqiao Village on horseback, and then began to beat gongs and drums.

"Folks, folks~"

"Big happy event, great happy event~"

Yang Dalang shouted while beating gongs and drums.

Hearing Yang Dalang's voice, the villagers of Daqiao Village quickly came out one after another and came to the football field in the middle of the village, wanting to see what happened.

Daqiao Village is the most typical immigrant village on Ryukyu Island. The village is well-planned and the houses built uniformly are clean and beautiful. The immigrants in the village come from the north and south of the Ming Dynasty.

Some immigrated from Fujian, Zhejiang, and Guangdong, and some immigrated from Henan, Shanxi, and Shaanxi. They came from all corners of the country with different accents, but they got along very well.

Yang Dalang immigrated from Quanzhou, Fujian, and was the first to come to Ryukyu. He has immigrated here for several years.

I originally lived in Ryukyu City, but as Ryukyu City continued to expand, I feel that living in the city is not much different from living in the countryside around Ryukyu City, and in the countryside, I have my own fields and vegetable gardens , orchards, etc., on the contrary, I feel more comfortable, so I moved to the countryside to live here again, and became the village head of Daqiao Village.

"Dalang, what a good thing, I hope you are happy."

Shui Wa looked at Yang Dalang who was beating the gongs and drums, and asked quickly.

Shuiwa is an immigrant from the Loess Plateau in Shaanxi. She used to work with Yang Dalang, and later came to settle in Daqiao Village with her. The relationship between the two is very good.

"Yeah, what's going on~"

"Hurry up and talk to the big guys."

"Could it be that the price of sugar cane has increased?"

"No way, the price of sugarcane has been falling in recent years, and it is not worthwhile to grow sugarcane. Otherwise, people would not grow vegetables and fruits."

"That's right."

The other villagers also talked in a hurry.

"Everyone be quiet, everyone be quiet~"

Yang Dalang saw that it was almost time for people to come, so he hurriedly stood on a step to signal for everyone to be quiet, and when everyone heard this, they immediately fell silent.

"I went to the city just now and got the news that our Empress Daming is happy. This is a great joyous event for the whole world to celebrate."

Yang Dalang said excitedly to everyone.

"Really~"

"Bodhisattva bless, the empress is happy~"

"That's really a happy event, and it's something to be happy about!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help nodding their heads.

They used to be the poorest people, like Shuiwa. When they lived in their hometown on the Loess Plateau, they didn’t even have an acre of land. Moreover, in the Loess Plateau, soil erosion is very serious, and water resources are extremely scarce, so it is difficult to drink water.

Shuiwa has been suffering for more than [-] years, and later immigrated to this Ryukyu. She not only has her own land, but also her own beautiful house. There are horses, and a few big fat pigs. They have their own fruit mountain and planted fruit trees.

He also married a Japanese woman as his wife, had several children of his own, and had his own savings in the Daming First Bank, so he lived a comfortable life.

Besides, this Yang Dalang, he used to be from Quanzhou, Fujian. Although he is not like Shuiwa, who can't drink water, but there are many brothers and sisters in his family, and there is no land.

In his twenties, not only can't marry a wife, but he doesn't even have a pair of shoes. Life is hard.

Looking at the present, there are hundreds of acres of good paddy fields, a large mountain as an orchard, a large pig farm with dozens of fat pigs in it, and three horses used to pull the carriage. The cultivated land is all used He bought a steam cultivator, bought a steam rice mill, and opened a rice mill.

Not only married a wife, but also took concubines from North Korea and Japan, and even prepared to buy another European woman.

Such a life, in the past, was never even imagined.

Here in Ryukyu, people like Shuiwa and Yang Dalang are very common. People who immigrated here used to be the poorest people, but now they all live a good life.

Therefore, he is naturally full of gratitude to Emperor Hongzhi and the court of the Ming Dynasty. Coupled with the publicity of Emperor Hongzhi's great achievements in the Ming Morning Post and the image of the people as his son, Emperor Hongzhi is even more loved.

Hearing that the empress is happy, everyone is also happy.

"Quiet~"

Yang Dalang paused slightly and said: "The empress is happy, this is a great joy for our Ming and the whole world to celebrate."

"The imperial doctor said that the empress should eat more fresh vegetables and fruits, but it is cold winter here in the capital, and there is no way to grow vegetables and fruits at all."

"Only our Ryukyu and Nanyang regions can still grow vegetables and produce fruits even in winter."

"That's why we are very lucky here. We have the opportunity to let the empress eat the vegetables and fruits we grow. Just now, General Manager Li Yuanshan assigned us a task in Daqiao Village."

"The kiwis and grapefruits in Daqiao Village are the best in Ryukyu, so I hope our Daqiao Village can send the best kiwis and grapefruits to the palace for the empress to enjoy!"

When he said this, Yang Dalang's voice became louder because of his excitement.

"Oh my god~"

"Can our kiwi and grapefruit be paid as tribute to the palace?"

"Bodhisattva bless~"

"That's great~"

"This is really a great joy!"

When the villagers heard this, they couldn't help but get excited.

He didn't expect that the fruits he had grown would have the opportunity to be paid tribute to the palace, and the tribute was given to the empress who wanted to use it.

Through the Daming Morning Post, everyone knows.

Emperor Hongzhi loves the people like his own son, has always been diligent and thrifty, and cherishes people's and financial resources. During his reign, he reduced the local tribute items many times, greatly reducing the local burden.

So even if everyone grows good fruits, it is impossible to pay tribute to the palace.

Now it is because the empress is happy and needs to eat more vegetables and fruits, so this blessing has come to Daqiaocun.

"Existence, use my family's kiwi. My family's kiwi is big, sweet and delicious. My family's pomelo is thin, fleshy, sweet and delicious. Use my family's."

Shuiwa was the first to stand up and said excitedly: "It's such a great joy. To let the empress eat a bite of the vegetables and fruits grown by my family, this ancestor will be smoked."

"I can have a good life today, it is because His Majesty loves the people like a son, wholeheartedly for the people, and immigrated me here from the Loess Plateau."

"Yes, yes~"

"Existence, in my family's words, my grapefruit is also delicious, I must choose the biggest and best grapefruit and kiwi."

"Use my family's, my family's kiwi and grapefruit are the best. I take care of them carefully every day, and there is no grass in the orchard."

"Village chief, choose my family, choose my family~"

The villagers shouted one by one, scrambling to pay tribute to their own fruits to the palace.

"Quiet~"

When Yang Dalang heard it, his head grew big, and everyone was yelling, and there was nothing he could do.

"Everyone listen to me, there are many rules for the fruit that is brought into the palace as a tribute, and the requirements are relatively high. One of them is that the quantity is relatively large, and there are many nobles in the palace. It is not just the empress who wants to eat it, the emperor! , The prince also wants to eat, and sometimes the emperor will reward the ministers."

"So this time, every family in our family has a share. Everyone hasten to pick the pomelos and kiwis that were presented as tribute, and pick the best ones."

"In addition, this time, everyone's grapefruit and kiwi fruit are not paid for nothing. The emperor loves the people like a son, and will not want our things. All the fruits are calculated according to the market price, and they are shipped to the city's wharf for single-handed delivery. You can collect money on the spot.”

"How can this work~"

"It's just some fruits. The emperor and the empress can eat a bite. That's our good fortune and our blessing. How can we accept money from the emperor?"

"This is not acceptable, this is absolutely impossible. Since ancient times, there has been no reason to collect money for paying tribute."

"Yes, yes, this is looking down on our Daqiao Village. Even if we are asked to pay all the fruits every year, we have no complaints. This is our blessing."

"Yeah, no money can be collected, absolutely no money can be collected."

When the villagers heard this, they were immediately unhappy.

Everyone yelled and yelled, this tribute to the emperor and the empress's fruit is their great blessing, how can they collect money.

"This money must be collected. The emperor loves the people like a son. If he doesn't accept money, the emperor will not take our fruits. The emperor knows that it is not easy for us ordinary people. You still have to take this money, otherwise the emperor will not accept it." happy."

"The matter is settled like this. Everyone will go back to pick the fruits and send them to the port in the city later. There is a big ship waiting there. As soon as the vegetables and fruits are full, they will go back to Tianjin immediately."

"The time is approaching, and the vegetables and fruits should be fresh, so everyone hurry up."

Yang Dalang looked at the villagers and said quickly.

"The Son of Heaven is really kind to us people!"

"Yes, yes, without the emperor, how could we have a good life now."

"Go, go, hurry up and pick the fruit, pick the best!"

"Yes, yes, hurry up, hurry up!"

As soon as the villagers heard this, they hurried to the house one by one, picked up the baskets, took the tools and ran up the fruit mountain of their own homes, scrambling to be the first, as if they were too late.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and get your things, let's go up the mountain to pick fruits."

Yang Dalang looked at the scattered villagers, and then at his Korean and Japanese wives, and said anxiously.

When the two women heard this, they hurried to get busy.

(End of this chapter)