The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 20 Why is it not right to be a slave?
"Damn it, there's a trick!"

Ou Zibu didn't expect that when he spoke in standard Sichuan dialect, instead of making his fellow villagers shed tears, the pirates in the lobby got angry.

The big man Huang Zhongtong shook his wrist, and two short spears appeared in his hands.

Zhou Yuanquan, who had just handed wine to Ou Zibu, jumped lightly onto the long table and took out two eight-cut knives in his hands.

A pirate as big as a black bear, holding a rattan shield, immediately stood in front of He Xiwen.

The other pirate leaders also drew their weapons almost instantly. A group of young pirates rushed in from outside the door, with more than a dozen muskets pointed at the heads of Ou Zibu and Chen Guangyao.

But at this time, Chen Guangyao also drew out his knife and quickly pressed it against Zhou Yuanquan's chest. Obviously, there was a big gap in the fighting power between the two, but since they were more in number, Chen Guangyao would definitely be the first to die.

Show off. No, it's time to gamble your life.

Ou Zibu casually took off the square scarf on his head that didn't match his yesa, then pretended to be very angry, swept away the musket that was pointed at his forehead, and walked straight towards He Xiwen, still laughing loudly.

"What's so special about Sichuan dialect? I can speak Mandarin and Chaozhou dialect." These sentences were spoken in different dialects.

A small pirate leader saw Ou Zibu moving forward and came to stop him with a goose-feather knife.

Ou Zibu was faster than him. Before the pirate leader could swing his knife, Ou Zibu took a big step and jumped directly into his arms.

Then he lowered his shoulders, dropped his elbows, buckled his knees, turned his waist, and punched like hammers, hitting the pirate so hard that he felt dizzy and staggered to the ground.

Hung Gar style is characterized by powerful and vigorous punches, and Ou Zibu's style is quite graceful, showing both dominance and beauty.

Moreover, this set of punches happened too quickly. When Ou Zibu first came in, he looked like a rich young man. The pirates were not wary of him at all. Instead, they paid close attention to Chen Guangyao who was behind Ou Zibu.

Now it seems that I miscalculated. Ou Zibu turned out to be a hidden master.

While the pirates were still unaware, Ou Zibu shouted again, "I have long heard in the south that there is a hero from the Bashan and Shushui regions off the coast of Fujian and Guangdong. He values loyalty and righteousness, and he upholds justice for all. He is not afraid even when facing the minions of the Manchus.

What's the matter? After meeting half of my fellow countrymen today, you're hiding behind a shield?"

Ou Zibu knew why these pirates reacted so strongly, because they were sure that no one in the Hexian Ou family, or even in the entire Nanyang, could speak Sichuan dialect.

So when Ou Zibu spoke in Sichuan dialect, these people thought that he was cheating and was not a member of the Ou family at all.

But after hearing Ou Zibu's shouting, He Xiwen angrily pushed away the Xiong Zhuang guard in front of him and said, "What are you doing? The older you are in the martial arts world, the less courageous you are, right? There are more than a thousand of us, and they are just two people. And you still have to do this?"

He Xiwen was still quite old at that time, only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, and he was very fond of such heroic spirits as facing death with equanimity and keeping his promises.

Historically, he agreed to help the desperate Nguyen Phuc Anh to restore his country because of Nguyen Phuc Anh's temperament of standing alone at the bow of the ship and talking eloquently in the face of his looting.

"May I ask where did Mr. Ou learn his Sichuan dialect?"

"Of course, it was learned from heroes like the boss who were unwilling to submit to the Qing Dynasty." Ou Zibu was almost certain that the person opposite was He Xiwen, which would be very easy to deal with.

Ou Zibu even felt the excitement of having found a comrade, because at a time when most people submitted to the rule of the Qing Dynasty, He Xiwen might be one of the very few people who had the courage to confront the Qing Dynasty head-on.

"So that the head master knows, my maternal grandfather is Chen Gong, whose name is Shangchuan, the general of the three towns of Gao, Lei and Lian in the Ming Dynasty.

When that old man Wu Sangui's rebellion failed, some of his army members from Sichuan and Shaanxi were unwilling to be subservient to the Tartars, so they joined my grandfather and marched south.

Ou Zibu really did not lie. Among Chen Shangchuan's subordinates, there were indeed some of Wu Sangui's defeated troops.

"Whose subordinates are these in the Wu army? They're from Sichuan and Shaanxi?" He Xiwen seemed very interested, and his eyes lit up when he heard Ou Zibu say this. Ou Zibu thought about it seriously, "It seems to be Ma Bao's subordinates. When I was young, I often saw them commemorating a general named Ma. They would cry and say that they were captured by the Tartars and brought to the capital to be cut into pieces."

“It turns out that he is an old subordinate of the Duke of Huai, and he has actually settled down in Nanyang, thousands of miles away.

Alas! Although the Duke of Huai has the stain of surrendering to the Qing, it is not his fault that he is at the end of his rope.

As he spoke, He Xiwen actually walked forward and began to pour the wine, saying as he poured, "I never thought that Mr. Ou and I would have such a fate."

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Now it was Ou Zibu's turn to be surprised, because the title of Duke of Huai was bestowed upon Ma Bao by Emperor Yongli of the Ming Dynasty.

After Ma Bao surrendered to Wu Sangui, he no longer had the title of Duke of Huai, either in the Prince of Pingxi's Palace or in the Qing Dynasty.

Moreover, He Xiwen's words were a bit strange. What was the stain of surrendering to the Qing Dynasty? What was he to blame for being at the end of his rope? The Ming Dynasty had been gone for more than a hundred years. These were not words that someone would say at this time.

While he was confused, He Xiwen had already handed a full bowl of wine to Ou Zibu. The pirates also put down their weapons and the atmosphere eased again.

"This bowl of wine is a tribute to Master Ou's grandfather, Master Chen, who fought bloody battles against the Eastern Tartars in Shangchuan!"

Ou Zibu was even more puzzled, but he had no time to think about the reason, so he could only take the wine bowl and drink it all.

Unexpectedly, He Xiwen immediately poured another bowl.

"This bowl of wine is for your ancestor, the Immortal River Ou Gongjiu, who refuses to be a captive!"

After drinking another big bowl of wine, Ou Zibu felt a little tipsy. He kept reminding himself in his heart that He Xiwen had taken the right to speak without realizing it.

Originally, he wanted to flatter He Xiwen by using the principle of refusing to be enslaved and restrain his hands and feet, but at this moment, it was Ou Zibu who took the initiative for He Xiwen.

No, it can't be like this.

Ou Zibu quickly took off a jade pendant from his waist and solemnly walked up to the pirate leader who had just been beaten up, "Brother, I apologize for any offense I may have caused in my haste.

This piece of jade is not a rare treasure, but it is a symbol of the descendants of my Hexian Zhou family. It can be considered as a small apology.

If you are in trouble in the future, take this jade to Hexian. Even if you have to execute the Governor-General of Guangdong and Guangxi, the 300,000 people of Hexian will surely protect you."

Ou Zibu was a bit boastful, but he didn't say that he was talking about the current Hexian. I think the Hexian in ten or twenty years will definitely have this ability.

Now, the main thing is to point out the independent status of Hexian and the capital of 300,000 people.

The pirate leader glanced at Ou Zibu, bowed, and immediately put it away as if it were precious.

Although Ou Zibu was a bit boastful, he certainly did not have the ability to chop off the head of the Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi. However, it was still possible for him to offend some enemies in the underworld. It would even be a good idea to save enough money and live in Hexian when he was old.

Seeing Ou Zibu's actions, the pirate leaders, big and small, felt a little envious.

After all, the sea is full of rough waves and the swords and guns are brutal. Having a way to retreat is almost the collective dream of all pirates.

He Xiwen looked at Ou Zibu deeply. In fact, it was the same for him. He traveled across the ocean to find a piece of land like this for his subordinates. Thinking of this, He Xiwen cupped his hands.

"He Xiwen of Dongxiang County, Suining Prefecture, Sichuan, has met Master Ou, the River Immortal."

(Thanks to the book friend with the last number 4806 for the 100-point tip, thanks to the book friend Xi Weishang for the -point tip, and the book friend Newspaper Cooking Master for the -point tip.)
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