The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 136 Who is Luo Fangbai

"Luo Fangbai?" Ye Xianyang muttered a few times and turned to look at his cousins.

"Has anyone heard of that name?"

The younger brothers also scratched their heads, confused. "There are quite a few Hakka people with the surname Luo. Judging from the generation name, Fang or something like that, it seems that the Luo family in Shishanbao would choose a name that way."

After a while, Li Quan came over wearing a long gown and holding two brand new brown Bess 1750 long-barreled flintlock rifles.
He is Ye Xianyang's brother-in-law and has excellent marksmanship. He has shown off his skills in front of Mo Zibu several times these days and was evenly matched with Wang Wuchu, Mo Zibu's personal guard who was known as a marksman.

Mo Zibu was so happy that he wanted to keep him by his side and include him in the Guards Flintlock Company of the Staff Officers Corps, so he specially gave him two new flintlock rifles.

Several people gathered around and rubbed it enviously for a long time. At that time, the Brown Bass Flintlock Rifle was the standard weapon of the British Army. It was much more useful than the Irish Harp Flintlock Rifle that Mo Zibu got from the White Elephant King's warehouse.

To Mo Zibu, it was considered an advanced weapon, let alone to Ye Xianyang and the others.

"Ah Quan, have you heard of Luo Fangbai? Longtou just mentioned him suddenly."

Ye Xianyang suddenly remembered that his brother-in-law Li Quan had been in Southeast Asia for less than three years and was more familiar with the people in his hometown than they were.

"I've heard of him, of course I haven't. He's from the Luo family's eldest branch in Shishanbao. He's quite a character. Not only is he a generous man, he's also a good boxer and can read and write. He's a scholar.

By now, he must have passed the imperial examination and become a master."

Sure enough, Li Quan not only knew him, but was also very familiar with him.

Of course I am familiar with him. Considering the educational level in Jiaying Prefecture, a scholar in his twenties still has a great reputation.

What's more, Luo Fangbai has been a man of extraordinary talent, generous character, and fond of making friends since he was a teenager. In addition to studying, he also practiced swordsmanship and boxing, and was the best in the village.

It would be strange if Li Quan didn't recognize this extraordinary person who was both civil and martial, who could speak in a fluent manner and yet wield a sword to kill people with both hands.

However, the road to the imperial examination was not so easy, especially in the Qing Dynasty, which was more rigid than the Ming Dynasty. Luo Fangbai, who took a wild path, had little competition from the wealthy families in Jiaying Prefecture who relied on farming and studying to make a living.

He failed in the provincial examinations twice, and these two imperial examinations almost bankrupted Luo Fangbai's family, which was barely well-off.

At present, Luo Fangbai is still eating coarse food in Shishan Fort while preparing for the second provincial examination. It is far from what Li Quan thought that he has passed the examination and become a master.

When Ye Xianyang heard this, he suddenly understood.

"I was wondering why the dragon head kept asking me if I knew a man named Luo Fangbai. Turns out he's a real hero."

In Ye Xianyang's opinion, it was not surprising that Luo Fangbai, who was both literary and martial and was a juren, was famous even in Southeast Asia.

Besides, last time Ye Xianyang sent sixty strong men to follow Mo Zibu to rescue Zheng Xin. Someone must have mentioned it, and Longtou must have remembered it.

The rest of the group didn't care about this. Several of his younger brothers looked at Ye Xianyang and said, "Brother, are we really going to fight Mo Longtou? Do we really want to recognize him as our leader? He's not a Hakka!"

Ye Xianyang turned his head and glared at the cousin who was speaking. "Why, you don't want to follow a great noble like Mo Longtou, but you want to follow Ye Laowu?"

Li Quan rolled his eyes at Ye Laowu, "Laowu, why are you still talking about Hakka people at this time? Why don't you seize the opportunity to bring your parents to Nanyang?"

You are eating a lot of greasy food in Pattani, while they are still eating wild vegetable cakes in their hometown of Caotang."

How should I put it? Compared to the xenophobia of Teochew people, Hakka culture is quite inclusive.

This is because the Teochew people were the first group of Chinese to go to Southeast Asia, so they established their advantages in Southeast Asia very early on and occupied large areas of good places.

When a person becomes rich and has a good place, he will naturally be more willing to support his relatives and fellow villagers, and will be reluctant to share his wealth with outsiders. It is normal for him to exclude outsiders.

The Hakka people are different. They have never been prosperous and have lived a miserable life, so they cannot be xenophobic.

Everyone is living better than you, why are you ranking?

Another thing is that the Hakka people are best at robbing, and this industry has always been about cooperation.

We all come from different places. You are not familiar with me and I am not familiar with you, so naturally we need to improve our cooperation.

Especially when facing a powerful person, even if you cannot get him to work together, you must never let him stand against you.

This has fostered the typical characteristics of Hakka culture, which are ruthlessness and admiration for strength, but at the same time relative tolerance and emphasis on cooperation.

This kind of character was most clearly reflected among the father and son in Lijiaopo in later generations.

This is also an important reason why Mo Zibu dared to recruit Hakka people. If they were from Chaozhou, with such a cultural atmosphere, Mo Zibu would not dare to do so even if he was beaten to death.

It can even be said that all ethnic groups in Fujian and Guangdong are quite xenophobic nowadays, and the Chaozhou people are just more typical.

Among them, the Hakka people, who are the poorest and least powerful in Southeast Asia, are the least xenophobic, so they caught Mo Zibu's attention.

"A Quan, you need to help me take care of the affairs of Taogong City first. Lao Wu and Lao Liu, pick some smart ones to go back to my hometown with me."

Ye Xianyang gritted his teeth and said, "Divide all the gold and silver bestowed by the Heavenly Dragon Head. Everyone who returns will be given a set of brocade clothes. When the remaining money is returned, you can give me a big banquet in my hometown and spend it all.

This time, the leader has given us five large ocean vessels. We must bring at least 1,500 of our fellow countrymen to Southeast Asia. The more people our Ye family brings, the more we will be valued by the leader."

When Li Quan saw that Ye Xianyang was willing to take out all the money, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

"That alone won't do. I think the leader needs a servant. My sister is quite pretty. Big brother, when you go there this time, bring her to Nanyang and offer her to the leader as a maid to make the beds and fold the quilts."

Ye Xianyang: (Fuck you)
You're such a ruthless kid! However, I have to say it's a good idea.

Ye Laoliu's expression changed. "Brother, Lan'er from the third uncle's family has been a beauty since she was young. She's about fifteen or sixteen years old now. When we go back this time, let's bring Lan'er to Southeast Asia with us." Someone nearby exclaimed, "This is not easy to do. Third uncle has only this one daughter and he has cherished her since she was young. He always said that he was waiting for Lan'er to marry a master. Can you bear to let her go to Southeast Asia?"

"You are stupid! If Third Uncle doesn't do anything, won't you rob him? You break in in the middle of the night, carry the things away and run away. How can he catch up with Third Uncle with his old cold legs? What are you going to do with him after you get on the boat?" Ye Laoliu had a ruthless look on his face.

Only then did everyone get to know Ye Laoliu again. These are your cousins!

But no one objected, because everyone felt that this was a way out, for everyone.

Besides, what kind of master in Jiaying Prefecture could have such a powerful force as Mo Longtou at such a young age?

Crucially, the Hakka people need a close bond with the Morlongtou.

But at this moment, the inconsiderate Ye Laowu came out again to spoil the mood. He said hesitantly:
"I heard from others that Longtou remained unmoved by the sight of several stunning beauties. Perhaps he just doesn't like women."

Damn it, Li Quan couldn't bear it any longer, and turned around to give Ye Laowu a few punches, but before he could do anything, he saw Ye Xianyang had already done it.

"You hungry ghost, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

Several members of the Ye family surrounded Ye Laowu and beat him until he cried out in pain. Finally, he dared not speak nonsense.

Li Quan coughed dryly, "Brother, from what I see, it's not that Longtou doesn't like women. Maybe he doesn't like the Nanyang girls, but prefers the Chinese girls from his hometown?"

Although words like Baba and Nyonya are not very popular nowadays, the Chinese are not yet in a desperate need to stabilize their bloodline.

But the chain of contempt still exists. After all, everyone calls themselves Chinese, so it is impossible not to despise the natives.

Ye Xianyang thought about it and felt it made sense, so he nodded, "That's possible, then let's do it this way. When we go back, everyone should keep their eyes open and bring back at least two smart and beautiful ones."

Ye Xianyang has already decided that if the two people he chose when he returns to his hometown are no longer around, he will just go and rob a few of them and bring them back.

After all, they have been away from their hometown for several years, and no one can say whether Lan'er and Li Quan's sister died in an accident.

. . . .

Ye Xianyang and the others were trying to guess what Mo Zibu was thinking, while Mo Zibu was giving instructions to Liu Zhisan.

Although the populations of Gaotoulang, Songcheng (Ka), Pattani and Jeddah are not large now, with the largest population in Jeddah being only tens of thousands and the rest being tens of thousands, the areas they cover are not small.

Moreover, Mo Zibu's idea is to create a peaceful paradise for all Chinese people, so it is naturally impossible for him to let Wu and the others dominate it.

If they monopolize the market, how can we implement the open door policy for all Chinese people?

Therefore, Mo Zibu's ultimate idea was to transform the republican deliberative body of Pattani into a two-house parliament like the British one.

“This House of Lords will allow local lords like Wu Rang and Ye Xianyang to enter.

In all major national affairs, except for the military operations of the Kunlun Mountain Hall's regular army, they can be allowed to participate in the recruiting of auxiliary troops, the recruiting of civilians, and other supplies.

In addition to the House of Lords, a House of Commons will also be established. Any leader who controls more than 50 Chinese or more than 300 natives can be invited to the House of Commons.

Matters related to people's livelihoods, finances, and military affairs can also be discussed to enhance their sense of belonging and allow them to share some power."

Liu Zhisan nodded like a chick pecking at rice, but what he was thinking in his heart was that there was a House of Commons in addition to the House of Lords, and this did not divide the power of Kunlun Mountain Hall, but the power that Wu Rang gave them.

But at the same time, Liu Zhisan was still suggesting, "Duke Rende, I feel that the names of the House of Commons and the House of Lords are too straightforward and lack cultural connotations.

It also clearly divides the House of Representatives into upper and lower classes, which is too obvious and not conducive to unity.

It would be better to follow the example of the ancient sages and change the name of the House of Lords to Zhaogong House, which means Zhaogong assists in government.

It is more appropriate to change the name of the House of Commons to the House of the Republic, which means republican politics."

Mo Zibu nodded. "Your suggestion is correct and insightful. I'll make the changes as you suggest."

Of course, Liu Zhisan guessed correctly that Mo Zibu just wanted to divide Wu Rang's power, and the inspiration came from the Soviet Union.

But it is not the Soviet Union of the Soviet Mao Bear, but the 'Soviet Union' of the Thirteen Taibao in later generations.

In later Jiangsu, the thirteen prefecture-level cities all had secondary finances and did not have to pay money to the provincial government, which prevented the Jiangsu provincial government from becoming too powerful.

However, the finances of the counties and county-level cities under the thirteen prefecture-level cities are mostly directly managed by the provincial government. Their finances are not submitted to the thirteen prefecture-level cities, but directly to the provincial government.

This gave the provincial government a certain amount of financial capacity so that it would not be completely undermined, while at the same time limiting the financial resources of the Thirteen Guardians.

Jingye used this trick to completely control Jiangsu, who was rich and powerful and had an affair with Brother Hai. Mo Zibu naturally wanted to learn such a useful method.

Appropriately sideline Wu Rangzi and let their subordinates appear in the Republican Council, giving them the power to directly confront Mo Zibu.

"Young Master, the master asked you to go back." After giving instructions to Liu Zhisan, a servant of the Mo family suddenly ran from Hexian to Beidanian.

Mo Zibu was completely confused. With his status, what could have happened that could make Ou Tianci ask him to go back to Hexian at this time?
"The court, the angel from the court in Beijing is here." The house-born son was very excited, as if a son who had been wandering outside was suddenly accepted by his family.

Mo Zibu curled his lips. It turned out that someone from the Qing court had come. Most likely, it was not an angel, but someone sent by Li Shiyao, the Governor-General of Guangdong and Guangxi.

It seems that the Qing Dynasty finally realized that it needed to understand the strength of the Konbaung Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)