Wu Laojiu is one of the oldest fishermen in Hongluo Bay, and his ancestors have relied on fishing for three generations to make a living, and he knows the sea conditions around Dengzhou very well.

In Wu Laojiu's opinion, the sea is sometimes like a child who doesn't grow up, you have to follow him and coax him when you lose your temper, and you must not follow him.

When fishermen open the sea, they will have sea festivals to make the sea feel good. Only when the sea is good can they have a good harvest.

Wu Laojiu is forty years old this year and has a wife and three daughters.

Not having a son is a knot in Wu Laojiu's heart. In his opinion, girls are no better than men after all, and hard work such as going to sea may not be able to be done.

But gradually, as his daughters grew up, his view also changed.

The three daughters are very capable, not only can they help him repair fishing nets, sort fish and shrimp, but they can even go out to sea with him to fish.

Wu Laojiu was naturally very happy, and his craftsmanship finally had a successor.

He also figured it out, and in the future, he would recruit one or two sons-in-law, even if he didn't have a son!

In recent years, there are many victims who can't eat enough, so why can't he just stutter and let him do it?

Door-to-door son-in-law? Hmph, it's cheap!

Wu Laojiu hummed a tune while closing the net.

According to his many years of fishing experience, there are a lot of fish and shrimp in this net.

After selling fish and shrimp, I will make a few new clothes for my daughter-in-law!

After all the nets were put away, Wu Laojiu was not disappointed. The nets are full of bouncing fish, occasionally mixed with a few crabs.

Hehe, this kind of black-shelled crab is the most favorite to eat. The corners of Wu Laojiu's mouth twitched, revealing a row of yellow and black teeth.

After filling all the fish and shrimp into the wooden barrel and feeding the water, Wu Laojiu hurriedly turned around and returned to the sea.

It would take at least two hours to get from here to Hongluo Bay, and he had to go back before dark.

Looking at the sparkling sea, Wu Laojiu was in a good mood and hummed a fishing song again.

"Hey, hey! Hello! Sanla jewelry is shining, and the sea lives up to the fishman. How can you be afraid of the wind on the boat, and the sun is red! To touch the pearl seabed drill, to pull the big fish to hurry up the canopy. ”

His father had taught him the trumpet, and his father had taught him his grandfather. Generations of fishermen hummed the same tune, raised their canopies, threw their nets and collected their nets, fished at sunrise, returned at sunset, and lived a life of eating by the sea.

It's plain, but it's also happy.

Wu Laojiu is very content, compared with the victims in Henan, Shaanxi and other places, the life of the fishermen in Hongluo Bay is definitely happy.

It is said that Henan and Shaanxi are thousands of miles away, and there is no harvest of grain grains. The victims had nothing to eat, so they could only steal Guanyin's soil and stomach.

But Guanyin soil can satisfy hunger, but it can't be excreted. But anyone who eats Guanyin soil will eventually die of bloating.

If it's just a natural disaster, it's just a man-made disaster.

The official army, the breaking army, and the Tartars all revolved around Shaanxi and Henan, and even if the common people were not starved to death, they would be captured and filled in the trenches.

Wu Laojiu heard that there was not one in ten people in Shaanxi and Henan.

Even Shandong has not suffered from military disasters.

During the Chongzhen period, the Tartars broke through and plundered Gyeonggi, and they turned around and killed Shandong.

Linqing is backed by the canal, what a prosperous city, it was looted and slaughtered by the Tartars, and its vitality was greatly damaged, and it has not fully recovered until now.

That is, Dengzhou, which is far from the mainland, is rarely affected. Except for Kong Youde's Dengzhou Rebellion, he has never suffered a military disaster.

Even if the Dengzhou Rebellion, that is, the people in the city suffered, the fishermen of Hongluo Bay were not affected at all.

In this way, Hongluo Bay is really a blessed land left by the ancestors.

Time flies, and before he knows it, Wu Laojiu's fishing boat sailed into the mouth of the bay.

But he felt that something was wrong.

Black smoke rose from the top of the fishing village, and he could smell a burning smell from afar.

Wu Laojiu was a little vigilant, leaning on his stomach extremely low, carefully observing the movements of the fishing village.

After a while, he spotted several soldiers appearing on the docks, throwing a headless corpse into the sea.

Hiss!

Wu Laojiu gasped, and said in his heart, how could there be so many soldiers in this good place.

He was anxious to find out, but he did not dare to continue the boat, so he simply jumped into the sea.

The fishermen in Hongluo Bay are all very water-based, and Wu Laojiu is naturally no exception.

At this distance, he could even swim directly without breathing.

The closer he got to the pier, the more turbid the sea became, and Wu Laojiu tried his best to sink his body low to avoid attracting the attention of the soldiers on the pier.

After half a cup of tea, Wu Laojiu swam to the edge of the dock, and only then did he dare to surface when he saw that the soldiers were talking and laughing and walking away.

The moment his head surfaced, Wu Laojiu gasped.

He held that breath for so long that he almost couldn't hold it anymore.

Wu Laojiu adjusted his breathing while holding the plank with both hands and moving forward.

He didn't dare to move too much, so his speed was very slow, and it took two cups of tea to move the two-hundred-step pallet to its head.

At the end of the pallet, Wu Laojiu could see the scene in the fishing village more clearly.

I saw that the small fishing village was crowded with soldiers, who wantonly rushed into the houses, dragged the women out, and committed adultery on the spot.

Wu Laojiu only felt angry, and he couldn't wait to jump ashore immediately to fight with these soldiers.

But when he thought about it, he didn't have any guys in his hands, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hurt these ruffians. Rather than die in vain, it is better to figure out what these people are and then make a calculation.

In the later period of the Chongzhen Dynasty, the world was in turmoil, officers and soldiers were not like officers and soldiers, and bandits were not like bandits.

Don't look at these ruffians wearing the big red and fat jackets of the Ming army, but they may not be a regular army, maybe they are the ragtag army of the mountain king who surrendered.

The closest city to Hongluo Bay is Dengzhou City.

There is such a big movement here, is Dengzhou City unaware of it?

After thinking about it, Wu Laojiu still felt that he should go to Dengzhou Mansion to deliver a letter.

He alone is not enough to stop these ruffians, and he must rely on the power of the government.

Wu Laojiu wants to gamble once, he wants to bet that the officials and soldiers of Dengzhou City are not in the same group as these soldiers.

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"It's dry, watch out for candles. The weather is dry, beware of the candles. ”

In Qinghe Fang, Dengzhou City, Zhao Hu, a servant, was patrolling the streets, and suddenly saw a light in the distance.

Gradually, he heard the sound of horses' hooves.

A man galloped with a torch in his hand.

He couldn't help but open his mouth wide in surprise.

Dengzhou City has a curfew, how dare anyone run horses in the city in the middle of the night.

Zhao Hu just wanted to step forward to scold, but when he saw that the person who came was going to the yamen, he immediately shrank back.

No wonder this person dares to ignore the curfew, it turns out that he has an official background, maybe he is still a relative of the eldest master!

It's better not to be blind at this time!

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