Lu Ming

Chapter 569
Under the bright sunshine and patches of white clouds, there is a barren coastal wilderness.

The productivity of the ancients was low, Shao Qiang was only less than ten miles away from Qiongzhou Fucheng, and the surrounding environment began to develop towards unmanned.

Along the way Master Shao walked, apart from the scattered villages and sparse fields at the end of his sight, elements such as beaches, rocks, woods, and weeds began to quickly occupy the world, leaving only a dirt road with potholes leading to the distance.

If you mistakenly think that Shao Qiang is obsessed with the original seascape of Haikou, then he is not. Master Shao just came out to relax temporarily because of his interest today.

Later generations sit in the most congested traffic, play on the beach with only people and no sand, and then they will be cheated of seafood at a high price. This is the so-called sea view tour.

However, over the past few years, the traveler has traveled all the way, from the original style of Taiwan in the [-]th century to Fujian and Guangdong. It can be said that they have long been immune to the so-called subtropical primitive style.

Nowadays, unless you see the quasi-tropical scenery south of 10 degrees north latitude, such as South Vietnam and Thailand, otherwise, these places in the Ming Dynasty really cannot arouse the interest of travelers.

To tell the truth, what some people want to see most now are high-rise buildings made of steel and concrete, even if there is a bit of smog, they will recognize it.
Accompanied by the salty wind blowing from the sea, Master Shao and his party gradually approached the mangrove forest along the dirt road.Shao Qiang, who was lying on the sliding pole, had already half-closed his eyes at this time, and began to think about "major national affairs".

The burden on Shao Qiang is still heavy.

As of today, after settling down in Qiongzhou, the next step, he and Sha Zhengming, the pioneering duo, will quickly set their sights on the Beibu Gulf, the land called Annan in Vietnam in the seventeenth century.

In other words, go abroad.

time is tight.

Right now, he can only say that he has just settled down, and there are still a lot of things to do in the future.However, whether it is the cabinet chiefs far away in Guangzhou or the internal members of the cross-border group, there is a general consensus: the southward fleet should go southward as soon as possible.

It is now the second half of 1631.According to the plan of the traveler, at the latest next year, a series of stable bridgeheads will be established in the Indochina Peninsula. While attacking the Indochina Peninsula, the sword will guide the ocean.

This hidden time requirement gave Shao Qiang a headache.It is the seventeenth century now, and he does not have a [-]-ton giant ship and various construction machinery at hand.On the contrary, those sailing ships under his command need to use the word "month" to calculate the voyage for a one-way trip to the Indochina Peninsula. Shao Qiang really doesn't know how to build a "series" of bridgeheads in such a short period of time.

In addition, it is not so easy to act outside the country.

The first Annan people to face next are not the officials and citizens of Ming Dynasty who greet the traversers with smiles, speak the same language, and share the same blood.This small country was still a Chinese prefecture during the Qin and Han Dynasties. Since the Five Dynasties broke away from the Han family sequence, it has established its own emperor and established its own grammar.

Although learning from China everywhere, after more than 1000 years, Annan people have already established themselves from the root.Even after many times of confrontation with the Central Plains Dynasty, everyone has a tacit understanding: if the Central Plains is strong, the Annan people will close their doors and become emperors. If the Central Plains is weak, hehe.

If Annan hadn't been in the "Civil War between Zheng and Ruan" at this time, according to the pissing nature of this dry pickled younger brother around Daming, he would definitely pounce on him when the boss was weak.

So even if he has an advantage in military technology, Shao Qiang does not dare to take the next step lightly.Annan is an enemy country. From the air to the rats, from the emperor to the subjects, from the grass and trees to the soil, everyone has malicious intentions towards outsiders.

Shao Qiang came out to relax today. The most important thing was that he had to sort out his work ideas and see how to find the fastest development model under the time limit.

Just as Master Shao closed his eyes and meditated, he felt a slight sinking under his body. It was the team turning off the embankment and starting to walk towards the beach.

Master Shao opened his eyes slightly and found that the mangrove forest was [-] meters ahead, so he closed his eyes again.

The next moment, Master Shao suddenly opened his eyes wide again, showing a terrified expression, because a shrill scream came out from under him: "Master, help, please, help~~~~~~!!!"

Even though Mr. Shao had received anti-assassination training as early as the time of the big office, Shao Qiang, who has been pampered and deeply corrupted by the evil old society in the past few years, is already finished.

So at this moment, although he was clear-headed and wanted to make some evasive actions to protect himself, his body was very honest. He only twisted on the slider and did not make any effective actions.

At this moment, the bearer, who was also frightened by the screams, trembled, his feet slipped, and the master was thrown off by one side of his shoulder!
The master was thrown off the sedan chair, this is a big problem.Fortunately, Master Shao was surrounded by people, and at the moment he fell, Zi You's nimble hands and feet caught him.

At the same time, the attendants who were in charge of guarding were also shocked.These people were all formally trained, so they knew too well what the consequences would be if something happened to the protected target—it was the barbaric [-]th century, if Shao Daguan died, all the attendants present would probably be killed.

The next moment, more than a dozen people, seven or eight guns, and N cold weapons all pointed at the screaming place. Caowozi.

To say that this grass nest is also wonderful, the location is just under the roadbed.When the large team came down, no one would have thought that there would suddenly be such a loud scream from the straw nests that could be seen all over the place.

Immediately, two tall and strong guards rushed into the grass nest.After a lot of tossing, an aboriginal Ming man in a long robe and a bun was dragged out from inside.

As soon as the aborigine was dragged out of the grass nest, he seemed to struggle twice, and gave the guard an excuse.The guards who hated in their hearts were possessed by the American imperial police at this moment, and immediately shot the butt of their guns and leather boots, beating the aborigine until he yelled, "Heroic man, spare me!"

"Okay, don't fight, didn't you hear that people regard us as heroes? You still call us masters!"

Master Shao, who was being helped up with all his hands and feet, spoke to save the native's life.

Master Shao, who was in a state of shock, first glanced around, and found that there were no large numbers of ambushing people against his old man, so he realized that this was a coincidence.

Although it was a bit embarrassing to get off the sedan chair, Shao Qiang was thinking of later generations after all, and he didn't intend to anger these people, so he spoke to save the native's life.

After this small episode, Mr. Shao helped up the bearers who were kneeling and kowtowing, and continued to sit on the sliding poles, and the large army drove the mangrove forest.

And the aborigine, whose name no one knew, was pushed and shoved by the guards, and kept at the back of the team all the way.

After finally arriving at the mangrove forest, the scenery and the sky were not bad, so the team chose a beach with white sand.The attendants quickly set up their own tables, chairs, and parasols, set up the cast iron grill, took out the live seafood brought from the base, brushed with the master's favorite seasoning, sprinkled garlic residue, and started Open-air seafood barbecue party.

At this time, Master Shao was still half lying on the bamboo chair, licking a skewer from time to time, and then drinking two sips of pure malt home-brewed beer.While licking the skewers, the master stared at the turbulent sea with deep eyes, looking like a philosopher.

The attendants knew the master's habits, so although everyone was slurping, no one made any noise, for fear of disturbing the master's thoughts.

After more than an hour passed like this, Shao Qiang finally said to himself: "We still have to fight ten times!"

After saying "the future work policy for Annan", Master Shao seemed to have a lot of clarity.After making a decision, he relaxed: "A few more skewers of suckling pig!"

Master Shao, who had a big appetite, immediately picked up the pork belly again.While rubbing the meat, the master finally remembered the culprit who caused his old man to fall: "Bring that so-and-so up, master, I want to interrogate him!"

"As ordered!"

The screamer in the grass nest was quickly brought in front of the master, and then his legs were bent and kicked, making him kneel and kowtow.

Shao Qiang took a look at the hero while licking the skewers.

This Caowo man was like all the poor peasants Shao Qiang saw in this era, and he seemed even more miserable: he was short in stature, ugly in appearance, covered in dirt and grass stems, his face was bruised, his homemade short robe was torn, and his calf It was tied around with a cloth belt, blood was seeping out, and it seemed to be injured.

"Tell me, who told you to lie in ambush by the roadside as an assassin?"

After hearing Mr. Shao's joking question, Cao Wo Xia looked confused—the natives couldn't understand Shao Qiang's Mandarin.

Fortunately, since Shao Qiang came to attack Qiongzhou, the entourage around him was naturally born in Qiongzhou, so the translator quickly appeared.

After understanding the Qiongzhou dialect spoken by the interpreter, Caowoxia's bruised and swollen face immediately showed a Dou E expression with snot and tears: "You are wronged, my lord, the villain is wronged! The villain He was kicked out by the laborers, and he has absolutely no intention of harming anyone!"

"Haha." Master Shao picked up another skewer, took a sip from his beer mug, and then leaned comfortably on the recliner: "Well, you don't look like an assassin. Let me hear your tragic story, and it will make my lord happy."

Next, Shao Qiang once again heard a story that he was familiar with in this era.

Caowoxia is a farmer from Lingao County in Qiongzhou.More than a month ago, the county government suddenly dispatched corvée, saying that they were going to Qiongzhou Prefecture to repair the harbor to prevent pirates.

This Caowoxia's family was poor, so he naturally couldn't afford to pay for his exemption from military service, so he was sent to Qiongzhou to repair the harbor for the southward fleet.When Shao Qiang and the others arrived half a month ago, Caowoxia was sent to build walls for the yamen in Fucheng.

As a result, just yesterday, this guy's leg was crushed by a brick.

The ferocious official saw that the product was useless, and immediately drove him out of Fucheng.So the limping Caowoxia embarked on the road to return to Lingao.

Everyone knows what happened afterwards.The man in the grass nest suffered a leg injury halfway, and he was sleepy and hungry, so he could only lie in the grass nest waiting to die.In the end, he waited for Master Shao to come, and even shocked the master out of the sedan chair.

"Look, look, this old society turns people into ghosts!"

Although Shao Qiang roughly guessed what happened to this person early in the morning, he still made an expression of indignation—he couldn't relax his ideological work at all times: "Tell me, if this doesn't change, can it be done?"

"Master is right!"

"The rules of this world need to be changed!"

The followers had long been brainwashed by the training class, so at this time they also looked indignant and echoed the master's words.

Shao Qiang nodded: "Well, he is also a poor man, and he repaired the pier for us."

Finally, Master Shao made a decision: "Let's do this, look at him like this, we will die here if we don't save him. You take this man back to the labor camp, treat his injuries, and wait for his leg to heal, let's arrange it." A job to do."

"As ordered!"

The next moment, Master Shao asked Caowoxia in a pleasant manner: "By the way, fellow, what's your name?"

Cao Woxia understood this simple sentence, so he said eagerly: "Master, the little talisman has land."

(End of this chapter)