Brother Lin, their maritime merchants, like our land merchants, always like to take in local indigenous teenagers as their own buddies whenever they go to a strange place.

When my grandfather was alive, my caravan men came from almost all the countries in the world.

For example, Uncle Menbat, who is after the Mobei Xiongnu.

Uncle Suder Su and Shamihan, Rouran from the Northlands.

The hometown of Langton is in the city of Lan in Sassanid Persia, the hometown of Hesrul is in Canaan of the Roman Empire, and the Mutanir of Qishan Horse Farm are the Qiang people who live on the Heavenly Mountain.

There are also Qin Chong, Liu Zhen'er, the young men of the Han family, and so on, it can be said that they have captured all the heroes in the world for my use.

The advantage of this is that everywhere the caravan goes, there are people who are familiar with the country's customs and local language.

Whether it is trading, staying in a hotel, or dealing with the local government tax card, it will be much more convenient.

Brother Lin's caravan was also like this, on a trip to the Southern Wilderness, he accepted Lin Tie, a native guy.

There is also a brother named Haruto, who is a native of Fuso.

It is said that after being a slave, Brother Lin exchanged a barrel of turbid wine from the chieftain of Dongying Kingdom back then.

Chun Teng is in his early twenties, and he is not good at words, and he is loyal to Brother Lin.

After more than three years of getting along day and night on the ship, everyone has become brothers in life and death.

I have a good impression of this old man, and sometimes when I am idle, I will invite him to drink with a wine bag.

The two of them leaned against the side of the ship or the mast like this, and you drank one sip at a time, until all the wine in the bag was drunk.

There is no gossip in the middle, and all the friendship is in this turbid wine.

Now that you want to make a difference on Purple Smoke Island, Chunteng-kun just came in handy.

"Ivy! Come here! I'd like to ask you something! ”

Chunto was arranging the ropes at the stern of the boat when he heard my shouts and trotted over, bowed slightly to me and Brother Lin, and sat cross-legged across from us.

As usual, he was neither joyful nor sad.

For him, the homeland seems to be just a place name, and it has nothing to do with him.

"Chunteng, I remember that your hometown is in this area. How much do you know about this Purple Smoke Island? Tell me about it. ”

I took a clay bowl and filled it with cloudy wine, handed it to Chunteng, and asked.

This gentleman was not polite, took the wine bowl and drank it all.

"Purple Smoke Island is the territory of the Hyuga Kingdom, but the Hyuga King doesn't fancy this place. Every other year, men would be sent up to take young men and women captive and bring them back to the island. ”

Chun Teng said lightly, people can't help but wonder that his birthplace may be on this island.

After being taken captive by King Hyuga's soldiers, he was sold into slavery. Later, fortunately with Brother Lin, he regained his freedom.

But all of this is just my speculation, and if Ivy doesn't say it, none of us will uncover this sad past.

But listening to what he said, I also have a general understanding of this Purple Smoke Island.

The island, with no ridges or property, is a barren land with no value in the eyes of the indigenous monarch.

The only people of value are the young men and women who have just grown up, and the men can serve in the military and the women can be sold as female slaves to other countries.

The official family is as fierce as a tiger, and these wild sea countries are no exception.

"What are the people like on this island? The world can fear it

Thing? I asked.

"The people of the world fear the gods and thunder and lightning! Fear the Hyuga King, more than jackals, tigers and leopards! ”

Ivy answers all questions and is very concise and to the point.

The savage people are afraid of thunder and lightning, they have no place to live, and countless natives have died under thunder and lightning throughout the ages, so they naturally have a sense of awe for thunder and lightning.

Regard King Hyuga as a ferocious beast, and it may be that all the men and women who have been taken captive from the island will be separated from life and death, and will never return in this life.

Beasts still have the heart to protect their calves, and even humans!

"Chunteng, I discussed with Master Lin and wanted to do something for your countrymen. Let them get rid of ignorance and move towards enlightenment, know the etiquette of humanity, and know how to strive for self-improvement. It can make every islander feel free of food and clothing, and can also be reborn like a brother. ”

"The reason why King Hyuga regarded these islanders as pariahs and slaves, and did not treat them with the courtesy of his countrymen, was that they did not fight for their own family! Everyone lives alive and generally doesn't know it! This so-called self-deprecation and degrading! Virtuous brother! Do I ignore what I'm saying? Brother Lin on the side also interjected and smiled.

"Big brother is a wise saying, he is cheap and others are cheap, hehe."

When I was young, Xin Fuzi from the academy at home once said that if the sky does not give birth to Zhongni, eternity is like a long night.

The businessman has traveled most of the world for so many years, and today he understands what this Confucian sentence means.

There are so many ignorant and savage people in the world!

From the mountains and wilderness of the Western Regions to the sea country of the Southern Wilderness, everywhere you go, thousands of Li people's lives are like grass mustard.

In my opinion, this sea disaster is not only a catastrophe, but also a mission.

The compassionate Buddha and Bodhisattva will use our hand to transform sentient beings and light a lamp of enlightenment to the civilization of this world for these savages on the way, just like the missionaries and monks of Tianzhu, Persia, and Rome.

"Hey! Yizi, master! Whatever you ask! Ivy never gives up! ”

Chundo stood up and replied in a loud voice, bowing deeply again.

"We want to pretend to be an official of King Hyuga and do something for the natives of the island. Everything you do is out of compassion and public heart, and you need the full support of your virtuous brothers! ”

The indigenous savages are simple-minded, and reasoning with them may not be easy to understand.

Only by deterring them with what they are afraid can they be urged to change their customs and change their bad habits for thousands of years.

In the middle of winter, you can't borrow thunder and lightning, so you can only pretend to be an official.

And all of this needs to be translated and coordinated by Ivy Jun from it.

"Hey!"

Haruto is smart and quick-witted, and already has a rough idea of what I'm going to do next.

He didn't ask, just answered, and turned back to do something.

After breakfast, there was a commotion on the beach.

But I saw several hundreds of natives on the island, from different corners such as forests, tree holes, and cliffs, and swarming towards the beachhead where the ships were moored.

The clothes of men, women, and children were very simple, made of bark, artemisia, and a small amount of animal skins.

Thankfully, the island is full of hot springs, otherwise it would be difficult for such coarse clothes to survive the long winter.

The wild maidens we had met in the soup pool must have been among the crowd, and these natives had no fear of us.

The sound of wild words and laughter kept coming, and he was obviously born like an ape, and he was still in the mood to come to watch our liveliness.

These natives of the Japanese country are really chaotic!

The crowd did not dare to be careless, and quickly withdrew the soft ladder from the ship, and removed the mast that hung on it

Feathered arrows and long knives on the pole.

The experience of the southern desert island tells us that although these natives do not have much scheming and their minds are like young children, they do not know how to revere life.

For the sake of a full meal, they can kill each other, but they do not have the slightest guilt, and they are really fearless for the ignorant.

If you are not careful, you will be killed by the bidding of these savages, but it is too unworthy.

"Ivy! Tell them that we are an official sent by Hyuga-sama! Stay on this island for a long time! ”

I hurried to Ivy and shouted to him.

Haruti did not hesitate, and opened his throat and passed on what I said to the wild people on the beachhead in the official language of the Japanese state.

Under the leadership of Brother Lin, everyone drew out their long knives and stood on the bow of the boat.

Under the illumination of the red sun, the copper knife was full of cold light, with its own murderous aura.

After listening to Chunteng's "official announcement", there was a sudden silence under the boat.

"King!"

The natives all fell to the ground and bowed to us under the leadership of an old man.

The so-called shore of the land is not the king's ministers, and even the natives who have not opened the chaos are shocked by the obscenity of King Hyuga, and it seems that these princes of the Wa Kingdom are so tragic to exploit the territorial tribes.

This reverence and fear for His Majesty has long been rooted in the blood and bones of the indigenous people.

I don't know all the words of the natives, but the word "king" is very true.

In particular, the same voice is like a court meeting of hundreds of officials, spectacular and cordial.

From this point of view, the court rituals of the Eastern Ying Kingdom were transmitted from our Middle-earth, and even the titles such as "Emperor" and "Great King" have been retained intact.

"Brother Xian! What do we do next? ”

What happened an hour ago, I haven't had time to discuss all the plans with Brother Lin, and I haven't told the other guys.

So looking at the natives kneeling in the black pressure on the beach, Brother Lin asked me anxiously.

"Give a surname, build a household, build acres, and have enough food and clothing!" I replied briefly.

This is not my own originality, but the usual strategy of the ancient sages who have been colonized and made contributions in the barbaric land on the border since the pre-Qin period, and I just came to it easily.

"Hey! I mean, what to do with these natives in front of you! You can't just let them kneel down like this! ”

Brother Lin patted the side of the boat a little impatiently and shouted loudly.

"Ivy! Let all grown women confess their children! Qin Chong! Liu Zhen'er! You two take people down to bury the pot and make rice, so that these natives can taste what the official's rice and grain taste! ”

I had to send the arrows on the string, and I began to order the generals as I did in the Canaanite army.

Qin Chong and Guo Helmet received the order and immediately led a few men on duty to get off the boat.

Worthy of the background of the commander, the general of Shaoqing Kung Fu Qin and escorted several indigenous men back to the ship with a knife.

They are no exception to the pot helmets under the boat, and they all put on the posture of the official uncle.

The drudgery of carrying sorghum meat, collecting firewood and chopping firewood, and burying pots to make rice were directly sent to the natives on the scene to do it for them.

Brother Lin and I couldn't intervene, so we could only smile bitterly.

Since he is pretending to be an official of the Hyuga Kingdom, he should dress up like Qin Chong and them.

In the consciousness of these natives, there must not be a reason for officials to cook for slaves.

(End of chapter)

Shang and Buddha