The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 5: Chinese - Founders of South Vietnam

Annan at this time was still quite different from Vietnam in later generations.

The traditional Annan power basically ended at Hoi An, south of Hue.

The rulers of Annan did not have full control over the area south of Hoi An to Ho Chi Minh City in the Mekong Delta.

The only role of the Nguyen family of Quang Nam, who split Annam, was to send troops to attack and destroy the Champa Kingdom, which was entrenched in southern Annam and was already dying.

After achieving this, it reached its limit. The population of the Nguyen Dynasty of Quang Nam was too small and it was simply unable to immigrate to the border.

But at this time, the Shenzhou Land Subsidence Incident occurred in the Central Plains when the Manchus entered the Central Plains, and a large number of Han people who refused to submit to the Qing rule and were unwilling to shave their heads and change their clothes moved south.

The Nguyen family of Guangnan took the opportunity to give them titles and allowed them to take root in the vast land of South Vietnam.

It can be said that Nanyue of the Nguyen family in Quang Nam was a shell company. They offered a lot of sales jobs with no basic salary to the Han people who came south. They seemed very friendly on the surface, but in fact they treated the Han people who came south as free labor for developing Nanyue.

In later generations, most of South Vietnam, including Ho Chi Minh City, were actually established by Han immigrants.

Now that the Qing Dynasty has firmly established its rule, in addition to families like the Ou family who moved to Southeast Asia in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, there are also many Han Chinese families who have moved south from the mainland in recent decades.

Those families who knew how to farm would settle down and reclaim wasteland. Because their farming skills were much better than those of the Annamites and Champa people, they would often bankrupt the natives within a few years and turn them into their own tenants, becoming local tyrants.

Those who were good at business ran around everywhere, and in a few years they took control of the economy and trade in South Vietnam.

From the wealthy merchants who have connections with the Thirteen Hongs in Guangzhou to the peddlers running around the streets, almost all of them are Chinese. If you offend them, you can't even buy a needle.

There are also those who like to live on the edge of a knife. Those who mingle with the outlaws set up camps in the mountains, and those who go to the sea are big pirates.

The Hong Ahan that Ou Zibu was looking for was the patriarch of the Hong family, the big boss of Fulu Society.

The Hong family controlled more than 30% of the land and economic activities in Fulu Village, and was secretly engaged in piracy. As long as Hong Ahan was willing to protect Ou Zibu, the soldiers of Guangnan Kingdom would never be able to catch Ou Zibu.

Or it can be said that if someone could rally the Chinese in southern Annam under one banner at this time, he could immediately overthrow the Kingdom of Guangnan.

Because the Chinese and the population controlled by the Chinese account for almost one-fifth of Guangnan's population. In addition, the Chinese also control more than 40% of Guangnan's land and most of its economic activities.

But unfortunately, these Chinese people had complex backgrounds, arrived in Annan at different times, and could not even communicate with each other's language.

When we were in the mainland, there was a unified government and everyone could be considered a family. But after we arrived in Southeast Asia, there was a mix of good and bad people, no standards or constraints, and gradually people only trusted their own fellow villagers.

. . . .

Ou Zibu and Chen Guangyao were in a bit of a mess because it suddenly rained heavily. Not only were they soaked, but they also fell on the small mountain path and were covered in mud because they were afraid to walk on the main road.

After much difficulty, they found a small pond in the mountains. The rain had just stopped, so they quickly took off their clothes and went into the pond to wash themselves, and to see if they could catch a few fish to satisfy their hunger.

However, when Ou Zibu was left with only his pants, he suddenly smelled a strange odor at the tip of his nose, and then heard a low sound, like the roar of a modified car with a thickened exhaust pipe.

What the hell is this? Ou Zibu turned his head in confusion, and his soul flew away!
Just to his right, in the bushes, a little bit of orange-yellow fur was shaking slowly, two cute little yellow ears stood upright alertly, and there was a circle of white hair above the big round black eyes.

Protruding!

"Ayao, there's a tiger!" Ou Zibu screamed and rolled on the ground!
Roar! Almost at the same time as he rolled, an orange-yellow figure swooped down and flew right over his head.

Before Ou Zibu could rejoice, the beast's buttocks shook slightly, and its tiger whip and tiger tail came towards him suddenly, making a gust of wind.

A tiger's tail is not ordinary. Not to mention a tiger's, even a Labrador's tail can leave a bruise on the thigh if it whips violently.

Ou Zibu had not stood up yet and had no time to dodge. He suddenly turned over and went from lying on his back to crawling on the ground.

A hit on the butt is definitely much more cost-effective than a hit on the stomach or even the vagina.

Sure enough, the tiger's tail was really fierce, and it hit Ou Zibu's butt hard like a steel whip.

Ou Zibu screamed, got up, and ran. Fortunately, his buttocks were thick with flesh; if he had been hit in the stomach, his intestines would have been ruptured. Over there, naked Chen Guangyao heard Ou Zibu's cry and saw that it was a huge tiger chasing and biting him. Although he was a little scared, he ran over immediately.

Just as the tiger was about to pounce on Ou Zibu again, Chen Guangyao quickly ran up, grabbed the tiger's tail, and pulled it hard, actually dragging the tiger back a distance.

But the enraged tiger twisted in a strange posture, half of its body turned back immediately, roaring, and the claws in the pads were fully extended. With a sweep, Chen Guangyao's chest was swept into a bloody mess.

Poor Chen Guangyao, the wound caused by a knife a few days ago had just scabbed over, and now he was scratched again and his skin was torn.

Ou Zibu was very anxious. This was a sub-adult Indochinese tiger, about two meters long and weighing about three hundred kilograms.

For humans, an animal of this size with sharp claws and teeth would be a dream to defeat without weapons.

But the dagger was in his pocket. If he tried to take it, Chen Guangyao would be seriously injured if not killed.

"oi!" At this moment, a loud shout was heard, the sound was extremely penetrating.

Ou Zibu looked up and saw a strong man who was taller than him, about 1.8 meters tall, holding an iron pot and appearing above them.

This burly man weighed at least 170 or 180 kilograms. He wore a patched linen shirt with his trouser legs rolled up above his knees. His thighs were like iron pillars, and looking up from below gave an extremely oppressive feeling.

Even the tiger that was about to pounce on Chen Guangyao stopped and looked at the strong man with extreme vigilance, obviously feeling threatened.

After the strong man shouted to attract the tiger's attention, he immediately bent over and slowly approached with the iron pot in his hand.

Only then did Ou Zibu see clearly that what the strong man was holding was not an iron pot, but a rattan shield.

As the strong man approached, he made low growling sounds, just like a wild beast. The tiger also tensed its body and kept making low warning growls.

In a flash, when the two were only three or four meters apart, the tiger roared and launched an attack.

The strong man calmly raised the rattan shield and pushed the tiger away, then quickly released the force to the left.

The force was so great that the tiger rolled to the ground.

Seeing the tiger fall to the ground, the strong man quickly threw away the rattan shield and pounced on the back of the tiger that was turning over.

My goodness, the 300-pound tiger was pressed down by this strong man and actually struggled twice but couldn't get up immediately.

When the tiger struggled to get up, the strong man's legs were like pliers, tightly gripping the tiger's abdomen.

Then he grabbed the soft skin on the back of the tiger's neck with his left hand and pressed the tiger's head to the ground. He clenched his right hand and punched the tiger like rain. His fists, as big as casserole pots, kept hitting the tiger's weak parts such as the back of the neck and eye sockets.

Both Ou Zibu and Chen Guangyao were stunned, staring blankly at the strong man beating the tiger until it let out a terrified cry like a frightened cat.

"What are you standing there for? Come up and help us!" The strong man yelled at the two men with a little anger.

As a result, the two were stunned again because the roar was obviously from a female voice rather than a male voice.

Could it be that the strong man in front of him, who is even more powerful than Cheng Yaojin, is actually a woman.

"Chun, let go!" Another roar came from the distance.

When the 'strong man' heard the shout, he immediately rolled over gracefully and got off the back of the tiger that was almost out of control.

When a tiger encounters such a "strong man" or "strong woman", it naturally dares not stay any longer. It runs away with its ears puffed up and its tail between its legs as if it has been pardoned.

"Woo, puff!"

Just when Ou Zibu thought the tiger was about to escape, a long spear flew over from above, making a loud noise, and then accurately pierced the tiger, even nailing it to the ground.

(Why are people complaining about the title? Tiger, isn’t this just to keep up with the trend? And we just signed the contract, so it can’t be changed for the time being.

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