Daming Yinghua

Chapter 181 Opium
Japan, a country with no written language, introduced Chinese characters from China, and then slowly developed a relatively simple "hiragana, katakana" system.

In this generation of Japan, nobles and scholars, or educated monks like Yong Hai, think highly of themselves, and stick to Chinese writing without using pseudonyms.

Therefore, although Yong Hai does not speak Chinese, it is a piece of cake for him to memorize the Chinese characters on the famous piano and write them out clearly.

Zheng Haizhu stared at the four correct and beautiful Chinese characters, and remembered that Wang Yuesheng once said that there were at least two famous pianos in the former dynasty named "Songshi Jianyi", one signed "Dongpo Jushi in the second year of Shaosheng", and one It was made by Zhezong's younger brother Huizong Shi, and it was signed as "the second year of Xuanhe imperial system".

She was muttering, wondering if what Yonghai saw in Java was a guqin with the same name, but she saw Yonghai revered, repeating the three syllables "Chuo pin cries, chui pin cries", and then babbled a string of Japanese.

She naturally looked back at Liu Xiang, hoping to hear the interpretation of these syllables.

During this short round, Liu Xiang had already figured out that it would be unwise for him to cover up in the narration.After all, Yan Siqi also understands Japanese, and Zheng Haizhu and Yan Siqi will have a banquet with Japanese monks in the future, and the conversation will be more in-depth.

Why don't you translate it as it is, and see if Zheng Haizhu's reaction is suspicious of Wang Yuesheng's piano offering.

Liu Xiang then leaned forward and said with a smile: "Miss Zheng, as for Dongying people, the first one who can read and write worships Li Bai, and the second is Su Dongpo. Dongying dialect''ship pin cry' refers to Su Shi and Su Dongpo. According to Master Yonghai, he The qin I saw belonged to Su Dongpo."

Zheng Haizhu replied clearly: "Oh, so."

Zheng Haizhu understood.

So she bid farewell to Yong Hai, and let Mabel follow Liu Xiang to the chaotic beach.

It turns out that this ax that thirsts for the blood of the enemy is still a big pipe.

"Where can I look at Shenzhou? The scenery is full of Beigulou. How many things have risen and fallen through the ages? Long time. The endless Yangtze River flows."

Liu Xiang smiled, and said in a half-flattering, half-boasting tone: "The atmosphere of Bamin is towards the sea, and there are quite a few of us Cantonese who can show you such broad-minded people as Brother Yan and Miss Zheng." A hero who dares to go abroad. There is a place called Xincun in Shunta Kingdom. The owner of the city is from Hong Kong Island, Tuen Mun, Guangdong. In recent years, the Nanyang area has been continuously disturbed by Frankie and Hongmao. I hate them so much. Since I am a fellow villager and dare to go to war with the barbarians, I naturally went to recruit them and let Brother Yan send them away."

Listening to the song sung by this Dongying monk at the moment, he is also practicing Zen and cherishing the country. If he thinks that the person he met when he was traveling in the clouds, he must be the Lord.

Fortunately, the famous piano was sold by Huang Zunsu to a salt merchant in Yangzhou, not far from Songjiang, at worst, when I took the Japanese monk Yonghai to travel in the south of the Yangtze River, I would have a look.

Liu Xiang didn't seem to be surprised by her nausea, so she hurriedly took the black ointment and returned it to the man, and said to Zheng Haizhu, "Miss Zheng, this is smoke ointment made of poppy fruit. Our doctor in Ming Dynasty used it as medicine. It smells like this, it does have a bad smell. It will be lighter if it is boiled into a soup. However, it is best to smoke it in a tobacco rod."

Liu Xiang nodded: "In theory, like Brother Yan's mother-in-law, they can also be considered as survivors of the Song Dynasty. Their ancestors were from the Shunta Kingdom in the south of Boni. In the Song Yuan Yashan sea battle, the prime minister Lu Xiufu jumped into the sea with the little emperor on his back. Martyred for the country, some Song people pretended to be Lu Zili, the son of Lu Xiangye, and led the only remaining Song army warriors to float to the east of Java to establish a country, multiply and prosper, in order to restore the Song Dynasty. Later, the country returned to my Han family, Shunta The country will pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty."

Zheng Haizhu walked over and asked the man from the Shunta Kingdom, "What did you add to the tobacco leaves at the end?"

Of course Zheng Haizhu took note of Qin's doubts, and also questioned Wang Yuesheng.Didn't Wang Yuesheng say at the beginning that his "meaning between pine and stone" was treasured by his friends in Hangzhou?

The Dutch prisoners, including Captain Putmans, were counted by Sergeant Daming and put under centralized custody.

Zheng Haizhu held his breath and looked at this pirate who came ashore for the first time.

"Brother Liu, are these strong men you recruited from Nanyang?" Zheng Haizhu asked.

When Zheng Haizhu heard this, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Liu Xiang said with joy.

Zheng Haizhu was thinking, and when he looked down, he suddenly saw a tired Shunta man, leaning on a tree trunk, unfastening his waist-long axe.

Zheng Haizhu saw the bandit leader Qiu Wanliang smoking a hookah in the bandit den. Later, in order to make an embroidered tobacco pouch for Yan Siqi to export to Japan, he also studied the European pipes imported to Japan. Today is the first time he saw that an ax can also smoke.

The Chinese teacher of this Japanese monk is not ordinary.

Yong Haidao: "I have studied many poems of Mr. Su, but during the few days I spent with the master of the Ming Dynasty in Java, the master only taught me two qin songs. One is a poem by Wang Wei from the Tang Dynasty, and the other is by Xin Qiji from the Song Dynasty. Lyrics. I would like to play and sing for you today, please give me more advice.”

Liu Xiang waited for Zheng Haizhu to continue to inquire about the situation of "Song Shi Jianyi", but she didn't want the woman to change the subject and said sincerely: "Master Yonghai, Mabel said, you can sing on the drum and qin in our Fujian language, but can you sing?" Su Dongpo's words?"

Didn't Mr. Zheng Ge say that the current lord has the heritage of Emperor Jianwen, studied Buddhism intensively, and also has the shadow of Taizu, vowing to take back the country.

If in a place of rich humanities like Jiangnan, not to mention scholars, they are sisters of the Qinhuai River. It is not uncommon for poems to be accompanied by such elegant and upright piano scores.But even if there are Chinese in Java Island in the South Seas, most of them are merchants and pirates from Fujian and Guangdong, or the farming villagers who migrated there by the ancestors, can you still find Chinese who can play the guqin and sing Wang Wei and Xin Qiji?
Could it be that Grandma Wen, the female chieftain of Tainan, is the descendant of a scholar who escaped after the Yashan naval battle in the Southern Song Dynasty?
After the song was played, Zheng Haizhu clapped his hands together and praised: "Wang Wei is a disciple of Buddhism, and his poems are picturesque and more Zen-like. Xin Qiji is a general respected by our Han people. He has his homeland in his heart and has many open-minded poems. He is also called 'Su Xin' along with Su Shi. In Master's qin songs, both Zen and nostalgia are conveyed very well, which shows that Master not only met a good qin in Java, but also met an expert."

You're out of your mind!Let the soldiers smoke opium!

Liu Xiang gestured to him a few words, and the man quickly understood. He took out another black object in his pocket, handed it to Zheng Haizhu, and said respectfully, "Mother Piao."

Zheng Haizhu only said that he was the leader of the team, and he couldn't bear to be an interpreter here because of the messy things after the war.

After speaking, the monk sat cross-legged gracefully, put the qin on his knees, plucked the silk thread, and opened his mouth slowly.

Zheng Haizhu asked curiously: "Oh, the south of Boni Kingdom, the east of Java, that is farther than Luzon and Manlaja. How did Brother Liu think of going there to recruit strong men for Brother Yan?"

It is indeed a way to win over the young and strong Chinese who are familiar with the sea conditions from Luzon, Malaga, Java and other places ravaged by Western colonists to return to their homeland.

The Indian's tobacco axe, which can be used to fight enemies and retreat to relax and entertain oneself, is really a must-have item suitable for home and travel.

Yan Siqi is currently only daring to recruit farmers, tea workers, craftsmen and scholars from Fujian, and dare not recruit soldiers with favorable conditions. You, too, are not happy.

Just like a person who can't speak Cantonese at all can still sing Cantonese songs well, a Japanese monk who can't speak Chinese can learn to sing this Qin song with a southern Hokkien accent, but the words are similar.

That qin, oh, that qin, Zheng Ge always said that the descendant of the Fang family in Songjiang pretended to keep it in his own family, and took it to the Zheng family to submit a certificate of nomination. Isn't it going to be cheated now?

At this moment, Zheng Haizhu doesn't feel that he can find out the truth and get the answer on the spot, so he wants to spend time on more knowledgeable things, and continue to cultivate Mabel who can carry the task.

To Zheng Haizhu's surprise, the man grabbed a few pinches of leaf powder and a small piece of black paste from his dirty waist bag, stuffed them into the hole behind the axe blade, and found fire. Heap lit the hole, moved his mouth to the back end of the wooden handle of the axe, and sucked it up greedily.

Liu Xiang felt anxious in her heart, and even had a look of wandering on her face.

Zheng Haizhu understood it completely, with admiration and approval on his face, and the surprise in his heart was actually more than the suspicion a moment ago.

North America is North America.

Liu Xiang was shocked to hear such rhetoric that any man or woman who had studied in a private school in Daming could make up.

I only heard Liu Xiang add: "This poppy fruit paste, the Frankies call it opium, and we Han people call the crow old, and we call it opium because of its blackness. This is a good thing, no matter how terrible the disease is. , can use it to revive the soul. In the past, poppy paste was a tribute, and my ordinary people in Ming Dynasty could not eat it. Now in this world, Tianzhu and Nanyang have begun to grow poppies. Opium can be supplied in large quantities, and it is easy to smoke. Planting is more comfortable than eating. I told Brother Yan that Taiwan should also be planted. Sell it to the Japanese and sell some to the mainland. Yu Zongbing’s sailors must like it very much. Sergeants like wine, they must also like cigarettes .”

Liu Xiang explained her doubts: "That's on the other side of the sea, a thing of the natives of North America. The Frankies brought not only silver, but also this kind of tobacco shaft and axe from there. Nanyang people these days The year is also used."

But there are some Ming soldiers in there, and they seem to have darker complexion than Yan Siqi's Tainan Navy and Zheng Yi's Fujian Navy, and they don't speak Hokkien that Zheng Haizhu can understand.

It really is opium!
Zheng Haizhu did not expect that the Nanyang people in the Ming Dynasty had already discovered the method of smoking opium.

Zheng Haizhu heard the pronunciation, and when he took the black ointment, his heart was already terrified. When he moved to his nose and asked, he felt that the smell of urine was disgusting, and at the same time, his guess was further confirmed.

No, ordinary people can't smoke either.

Cough, forget it, maybe Liu Xiang, an ancient man, didn't know the dangers of opium.

Zheng Haizhu thought in his heart that he would not popularize science with Liu Xiang on the spot, but he must get vaccinated with Yan Siqi.

There are many ways to accumulate wealth, but it would be a shame for a traveler to sit back and watch his partner use opium to accumulate wealth.

(End of this chapter)