Wei Hong's Irush was very satisfied with this situation, and in the following six months, hundreds or even hundreds of refugees from all over the country entered the porridge shed every day, and usually, after eating two full meals of steamed buns and radish pork rib soup, these people would be taken by Chen Shangchuan's soldiers to the ox cart or horse-drawn cart parked outside the east entrance of the porridge shed, and then the convoy was escorted by the soldiers to the ten-mile official road to Jiucun Port.

At this time, the old village port was already a different scene---- the original ruins and ruins had become much cleaner and tidy, the entire old city walls and the surrounding areas were guarded by the garrison of Elush, and the various buildings within the walls were also slightly repaired, becoming barely sheltered from the wind and rain.

At present, there are about 5,000 people living here dynamically, and Chen Shangchuan's soldiers maintain order in the city, operate porridge sheds, and the food standards here are exactly the same as those outside Leizhou, two meals a day, and they are full.

It's just that the dishes change often, today it is radish and pork offal soup, the next day may be taro pork rib soup, and the third day may be sweet potato and mutton pork rib soup, interspersed with steamed salted fish in the middle and afternoon---- these pigs, sheep and fish meat, radish, taro and sweet potatoes are all local specialties, provided by Chen Shangchuan.

Of course, for refugees, two meals a day are free, and obviously for Australians, these are not free, but they are cheaper than the market price.

The migrants usually do not stay in the old village port for more than three days, and the fleet from Wanshan Island quickly sent these people away, making room for the next batch of refugees, as the so-called iron camp flowing refugees, and the entire old village port lasted in this dynamic equilibrium for more than half a year.

On August 6, 1659, in the northern part of the Sulu Sea, the Sulu Islands lay silently in the distance, and the Nicole was heading for the distant island at a speed of ten knots, her huge hull dragging a white mark of water on the turquoise sea.

The distant island chain is like a string of turquoise gemstones, set between the blue sea and blue sky.

At noon, the sea is calm and sunny, and the sun is lazily shining on the wide deck.

The deck was deserted at this moment, and people usually felt sleepy after lunch, so everything on the Nicole seemed so calm except for the low, rhythmic roar of the machine.

Zhu Beiguo returned to his cabin after lunch, and glanced at a few pieces of paper on his desk---- which were full of words, which was a work memorandum he had just written this morning, which was his habit, and he always wanted to record any ideas in case he needed them.

As the saying goes, if you are full, you don't think about it, Zhu Beiguo ate a little full at noon today, and now sleepiness is coming......

…… A beam of sunlight shines through the porthole, shining on her body, shining like a diamond, half-dreaming and half-waking, Zhu Beiguo feels a little dizzy, that is the effect of the fairy cave milk wine---- but the role of the wine must be more than that, at this moment Zhu Beiguo felt that there was a flood of power in his body rising from the dantian, so he couldn't help but pounce on it, the person under the blanket hummed, subconsciously grabbed the corner of the blanket, and curled it up to the corner of the bed.

Looking at the exquisiteness under the thin blanket, it is clear that this is a provocation! At this moment, how can a big brother be worthy of his little brother if he doesn't do something?

Her sound of um, Zhu Beiguo's interpretation is the meaning of not wanting, but the woman said don't want it, it means that she wants it, and that sound is like the bright moonlight on the night of August 15, which aroused Brother Zhu's wolf nature in the most direct way.

So he hugged him, only hating that his hands were not big enough, and that those two hands could not cover the place, which made him excited......

After the other person's body trembled, he was paralyzed like mud, like an angel with folded wings, and he could only let the devil go up and down.

Uh-huh, the business also turned into a ah-ah sound, as if he was begging for mercy, but it seemed that he was pretending to be asleep, but his white cheeks were flushed, at this moment, the depth that Zhu Beiguo could detect had reached the limit, and he felt that he was trapped in a black hole, and that kind of body collapsed with the black hole and felt intoxicated.

Both of them invariably made **, intertwined with the sound of the sea tide outside the porthole, composing a music of love, and Zhu Beiguo's mind suddenly echoed his favorite song---- Namie Amuro's "Never-ending":

“…… The distant future, the distant emotions, that is a distant memory, you and I must have been a long time ago......

I have made a promise of love for the sake of meeting......

Let's talk about everything in the past, let's talk about more ...... future"

Suddenly, another discordant voice was mixed in---- it seemed to be a mandarin duck butterfly, in an era when it shouldn't, but who can get rid of the sorrow of the world? The mandarin ducks and butterflies in the world of flowers are already crazy in the world, why bother to go to the sky? It's better to sleep gently together......

It's just that Zhu Beiguo's heart is still struggling, and he doesn't want to admit that this is a blank that he is casually looking for in order to fill his loneliness, but what is the future road? Twists and turns? Each is sad? Or are they having fun? Could it be that the Ming Dynasty was drifting in the breeze? The word love is really hard......

So the passion was followed by silence, and she wordlessly turned around and bowed her head and left, giving him a weak and helpless back, but she still couldn't get back to her senses......

"Brother Zhu! Wake up! Porto Hollowo is almost here! ”

Peng Qiang's shout suddenly exploded in his ears, making Zhu Beiguo wake up suddenly, he found that he was lying on the desk, and the paper under him was messy, but the scene just now, although his memory is still fresh, it turned out to be a dream of Nan Ke.

A few days ago, on July 29, Zhu Beiguo, Peng Qiang, Tian Jiali, and Liu Yishuang, with twelve sailors drawn from the Feminist, Captain Timo, and Assassin, boarded the Nicole off the coast of Xiaowanshan Island.

Their mission is to follow the Nicole back to the Red Docks to receive the first Pride sister ship that has just been assembled from Wang Gong's slipway.

Now, the new ship is quietly moored on the red pier, waiting for Captain Zhu Beiguo and his crew.

In addition, another 12 new sailors from Zhuyuan College will also be the first batch of trainee sailors on the ship.

Peng Qiang entered the cabin and shouted before disappearing outside the cabin door, Zhu Beiguo bent down with some laziness to pick up the papers scattered on the ground, and looked up at the porthole, the island in the distance was lush.

Then he lowered his head and sorted out the memo he had written that morning.

He had actually been writing this memorandum for a long time, and it was about a major work project of the USCIS, which had been on his mind for a long time, and now he felt that it had to be implemented.

----It's a huge plan, and if it were seen by the people at the Fire Pond Club, it would definitely be given a very pretentious name, just like Operation Changfeng.

However, Zhu Beiguo has not yet come up with a name for this plan, although he has spent a great deal of effort to develop it, mainly because Zhu Beiguo feels that it is too large---- so large that he worries that it will not be able to pass the federal treasury budget at all, at least in the near future.

Because, judging from the current situation, Operation Changfeng has involved everyone's greatest energy, and its budget will definitely be greatly overspent, with this gold-swallowing tiger in front, I am afraid that any plan will be vetoed by the Federal Ministry of Finance in the near future.

However, the current situation on the mainland has given Zhu Beiguo a certain sense of urgency---- as a professional in history, he has always had a unique sensitivity to the real situation behind historical events and the grasp of historical opportunities.