Yes, the harbor in front of me is densely packed with all kinds of ships, large and small.

If he hadn't been a prisoner, Chen Qiyu wouldn't have believed that this scene was on the border of the Great Qing Kingdom.

"Oh! Or maybe this is really not the Great Qing Kingdom. Chen Qiyu secretly thought arrogantly.

Despite this, Chen Qiyu did not doubt that the Great Qing Kingdom would have a port that could be compared to this.

In fact, where does Chen Qiyu know. If it weren't for Zhang Rui's rise and the footsteps of history, Qianlong would have closed the other three of the only four customs in the Qing Dynasty next year: Jiang Customs, Zhejiang Customs, and Fujian Customs, leaving only one Guangdong Customs.

In the face of so many ships, if ordinary people are here, they can only sigh that there are so many ships here. However, as Chen Qiyu, the capital of the Taiwan Naval Divisions Association, looking at the various flags hanging out of the ship, you can roughly see that they come from the Red Domain, the Japanese slaves, Korea, Champa and so on...

Originally, the naval division of the anti-bandit army had a special port, and Chen Qiyu and other captive soldiers did not have to go around this place, but the captive ships made a slight detour at the request of the main army department.

Everything seems so natural again.

After Chen Qiyu and the others were escorted off the ship, they went around the bustling wharf again.

At this time, Chen Qiyu noticed a strange thing. Not only the people who escorted them, but all the people walked back and forth on the left and right sides according to the lines drawn on the ground, so that the crowd walked in a crowd without congestion.

Moreover, every once in a while, there will be officials dressed in strange but very spiritual uniforms to maintain local order.

As far as the eye can see, there are all kinds of people.

Dock porters, convoy deliveries and stalls of all kinds.

Although everyone's face is full of vicissitudes, they can always show a sincere smile. Chen Qiyu could even feel that they had something more than the other Qing people, but he couldn't say it. It wasn't until later that Chen Qiyu understood that this is called self-confidence.

Most of the people at the dock were very busy, and Chen Qiyu and others passed by as if sightseeing, which did not attract everyone's attention. It wasn't until they passed through the city that they began to be watched by the surrounding people.

As the number of onlookers increased, many onlookers continued to speak Cantonese and laugh at them. Chen Qiyu, who knew some Cantonese, listened carefully, and most of them were laughing at the inadequacy and the braid on their heads.

When Chen Qiyu paid attention, he found that almost all the people watching them had cut off the braids on their heads and began to grow their hair.

Looking at this scene, Chen Qiyu couldn't help but sigh again, the people here are so bold that they don't accept Wang Hua, and they can't be saved when they think about it.

In fact, it's not that these people are more conscious of cutting braids. After all, the words of keeping your head without your hair, and keeping your hair without your head have been passed down for two or three generations, and it is not that as soon as the bandit army occupies Guangdong, the people can cut off their braids one after another.

If he could, Zhang Rui didn't want to manage the question of whether the people had braids on their heads. After all, as a person of the new generation, what kind of hairstyle has he not seen? But for the sake of

If you use the same means as the Qing Dynasty to cut the braids, it will certainly make the people helpless to cut off the braids on their heads. However, this will make the people unwilling. After all, it is easy to cut off the braids on the head, but it is difficult to cut the braids in the heart.

For this reason, Zhang Rui can only adopt a more modest method - pay a heavy fine, and pay it monthly.

This not only gives them the opportunity to choose, but also allows many people to pay money to raise military expenses.

For those who could not pay the "pigtail lease money", once caught, they were forced to cut their braids, and they were required to work for the government to make up the money before they could be released.

In the first few months, most of the rich people were willing to pay the money, but as the bandit army marched all the way, the news of victory continued to come, and many people who were unwilling to pay this expensive "pigtail lease money" also cut off their braids.

Slowly, a situation arose in which those who did not cut off their braids were ridiculed by those who cut off their braids.

Although the vast majority of Taiwanese sailors Luying can't understand Cantonese, the ridicule can be felt. I saw that they all lowered their heads and walked with the team.

As captives, they are not able to deal with the people like pigs and cattle as they usually do.

The captive Green Battalion of the Taiwan Naval Division Association slowly passed through the city through the crowd of onlookers and entered the outskirts of the city to place their camps.

Since entering the camp where they were placed. They were told that they would soon be released as long as they did not cause trouble. At the same time, the jobs here are paid on a daily basis at the time of release.

Soon, five days passed.

During these five days, their wounded captives were well treated and accommodated. As for those who were not injured, they would be safely sent to the nearby shipyard during the day to help carry wood and planks. In the evening, they will return to the camp.

If that's just the case, Chen Qiyu doesn't think it's strange. The important thing is that they have never had a shortage of three meals a day, and they can eat at least one meal of oily and watery meat every day.

At first, Chen Qiyu thought that only their generals had such good food. However, through inquiring about the soldiers, they learned that the food of all the captive soldiers was the same.

This made Chen Qiyu puzzled. Where is this food for the prisoners? Even if they are in their own Taiwan Water Masters Association, they only have two meals a day, and they don't necessarily have such a good meal every day.

If it is according to their practice, ninety percent of the captives may be beheaded to ask for merit, or they will be dedicated to the imperial court.

According to the practice of the Qing court, the lightest is to exile those desolate places in Ningguta. It's not the ordinary people there, and it's definitely not as relaxed and comfortable as them.

Such a "luxurious" meal to treat the captives is distressing even in Chen Qiyu's opinion. This is too much of a waste of food! Even many soldiers of the sailor division secretly said: After being a soldier for so many years, what they have eaten in the past five days is better than what they have eaten in previous years.

It's not particularly strange if the food is good. What's even more strange is that in the evening, there will be a troupe coming to tell stories and sing to their people.

It tells stories about Yang Jiajun, Qi Jiajun, Di Qing, Yue Fei's resistance to gold, and so on. Especially when it is said that the surname Zheng Chenggong recovered Taiwan, it can give people a feeling of passion and blood.

Chen Qiyu looked at all the things in the past five days, and always felt that there was some conspiracy in it, but he couldn't say anything specific.

If the bandit army wants to recruit them, but no one has come to surrender in the past few days.

"What are these thieves trying to do? If I were to surrender, I would rather die than surrender. Chen Qiyu said to Yao Yingmeng, who had been rescued and awakened.

"Qi Yu, no matter what this gang of thieves wants to do, you just need to know what you want." Yao Yingmeng said to Chen Qiyu in a still weak voice:

"If you don't know where the shell is falling, just fly it for a while."