Chapter 548: The Land of Projectiles, the Book of Sunrise
In the middle of the ocean, there is a flotilla.
Seven or eight warships, centered on the mast of the big ship, painted dragons on canvas, and tracing gold lines: cool.
At the bow of the ship, two men stood.
One was a young man in a dragon robe, with an indifferent face, looking at the boundless sea, letting the sea breeze hunt and stir the dragon robe, and whispered to the short and thin man behind him: "After all, it is still a lost dog." ”
Wang Kun, who used to be a terrifying iron-blooded man in the cold world, but now it is so desolate that even Zhao Zhen can hardly suppress it, Wang Kun was extremely touched by this sentence, sighed, I don't know if he is echoing Zhao Zhen or talking about himself, "Yes, the dog who lost his family." ”
Zhao Yan turned around and looked, "The chasing soldiers are gone." ”
Wang Kun nodded: "We are also about to run out of mountains and rivers, if there is no island or land ahead, I am afraid of ......"
The five or six thousand people of these big ships will all die on this vast East China Sea.
I didn't worry about the mutiny, after all, among the five or six thousand people, there were only 4,000 soldiers, but they were all loyal to the small court, and the remaining 2,000 people were family members and children.
This time in exile in the East China Sea, preparations were hasty, and there were very few people with him.
Zhao Zhen smiled, "It's okay, that woman once asked Xu Zhen and Yan Qing to find the edge of the East China Sea, and in the end, only Yan Qing returned to Daliang, some of the news, I also know, that sea map, I also have a rubbing, at most half a day, I will arrive at an island." ”
A large island.
Wang Kun was thoughtful, after all, he still underestimated Zhao Zhen, he could even do such a top-secret thing, but he thought what kind of henchmen he had arranged in Lin'an.
But what's the use of eggs?
After arriving in the East China Sea, all the chess pieces he arranged were scrapped.
Zhao Yan also knew this, and no longer concealed it: "There is a female official in Fengwu Bureau, well, the official position is not big, it is the person next to Ying'er, who risked his life to get the rubbings of the sea map, I think Ying'er has already discovered the truth to dispose of it." ”
Wang Kun was silent.
How to say something that you don't know?
In fact, Zhao Yan thought too much, Ying'er didn't find out about that incident from beginning to end, it was Liu Yin who found out, thinking that she should leave a handy person for the empress in the Fengwu Bureau, so she disposed of the female official in private.
Otherwise, Ying'er may take advantage of Liu Yin's appearance and become the first person in the Fengwu Bureau.
As Zhao Yan expected, half a day later, when the downed ship appeared in front of him, the original intention was exhausted and his expression was extremely depressed, and the people who were full of despair set off an earth-shattering cheer.
Landing on the island.
The huge island was deserted.
However, for a huge group of five or six thousand people, it doesn't matter if there is someone or not, there is fresh water, there are forests, there are animals, there are fields, then it indicates that everything will be there.
Although this is not too far from Da Liang, it is still possible to face the crusade of the Da Liang Water Master in the future.
But that's for the future.
Now that people are sleepy and tired, who is willing to continue to look for hope on the boundless sea, it is better to take root here, and it can be regarded as a place to live.
So the five or six thousand people settled on the island.
Just arrived for less than half a month, Wang Kun couldn't afford to get sick, and finally failed to survive, and died on the island, lonely and lonely in a grave - before he died, Wang Kun knew that the end was coming, and did not wait for death on a simple bed.
He came alone to a reef facing the great coolness, and just looked at the end of the sea and sky, without saying a word.
Even if Zhao Zhen came, he didn't say a word.
Zhao Yan didn't say much in the end, only said: Prince, rest assured, one day, I will lead the soldiers back to the world, if I can't, my descendants will be endless from generation to generation.
Wang Kun glanced back at him and sighed.
In the end, he died in your hands - in fact, he can understand that if Zhao Zhen doesn't do it, he will kill Zhao Zhen himself, after all, this land of projectiles has no ambition, and he really can't tolerate Zhao Yan and Wang Kun, two dragons who want to fly.
Wang Kun died.
looked at the end of the sea and sky, on the reef where the cool land could not be seen, and died silently.
After death, the bones were swept away by the sea.
So Zhao Wei ordered, symbolically erecting a mound on the shore.
Since then, Zhao Zhen has been the king of this small island.
Five, six, or seven people, both male and female, were self-sufficient, but they quickly established a small country, and the laws and systems were copied from Kaifeng, and even the court system was also moved.
Zhao Yan began to build a harem - it was said that it was Guangli, but it was actually very shabby.
Originally, there were few female dependents among these 5,000 people, and there were not many women of appropriate age, but fortunately, Zhao Yan was not picky, between the ages of ten and fifteen, but he also picked out a dozen or so pleasing people, filling the harem.
Naturally, no one has any objections.
There is a harem, and the next thing is naturally the country name and many other problems, of course, you can't continue to use the country name of Da Liang.
This question has always bothered Zhao Zheng.
How will this projectile land call itself in the future?
After months of discussions with the "ministers", there was no satisfactory explanation.
A year later.
Zhao Wei admired the flowers among the pavilions in the "Imperial Palace", and the beautiful cherry blossoms were transplanted from the lakeside next to an active volcano, and this kind of flower tree is rarely seen in Daliang.
Once it blooms, the pink leaves hang all over the tree, and they flutter in the wind.
The latter scholar Lingxi suddenly, said that this flower and leaf fragments are small and full of color, like the cherry blossoms of spring and autumn, not weak called cherry blossoms, Zhao Zhen then made a decision, and learned that Shu Zhongjin Guancheng to hibiscus as the standard, the cherry blossom as the national flower.
A slave hurried over and said, "Your Majesty, the widow and daughter-in-law of the Li family have given birth." ”
On the small island in the land of projectiles, Zhao Wei originally wanted to learn Da Liang, and the men in the palace were all eunuchs, but considering the population problem, one more eunuch would require one less family, so he simply abandoned the eunuch policy.
As for the problems arising from this, Zhao Yan is also helpless, if there is a palace person and the concubine cheating, he has to be severely punished.
After the population skyrocketed, the eunuchs were set up.
Hearing this, I was a little helpless.
It's helpless.
It sounds good, the king of a country, the throne of His Majesty, and then the entire kingdom only has five or six thousand people, even if the population has increased a little this year, in fact, it is only about seven thousand.
It is not as good as the population of a state and county in Daliang.
This majesty deserves to be a little untasteful.
He said, "You want to find me for these things?" ”
The servant said: "Your Majesty, you forgot, the matter of the fetus in the womb of the widow of the Li family has caused a lot of sensation, after drinking that night, five or six men gang-raped the widow on Murata, Your Majesty, you are merciful and spare their lives, who would have thought that this widow was pregnant, and now I don't know who the father of this child is, and the Li family has to find those people desperately for this." ”
Zhao Yan was silent.
This matter can be big or small, and if it is big, it is a matter of several lives, and it even involves the human ethics of this small country - one of the people who gang-raped the widow in the first place was still the widow's cousin.
It can also be small.
It's a big deal to give the baby a surname and appease the Li family.
After all, population comes first.
Now that he is in this kingdom, any man or woman is extremely important - only with a sufficient population can he have the capital to kill back to Daliang.
Thinking of this, he said: "Declare my will, seal the widow of the Li family as Mrs. Lushui, and give her son the surname ......"
I hesitated for a long time, and I didn't know what surname to give.
You can't give the surname Zhao.
It's not that it can't, after all, everything is empty now, the population is the first, and it doesn't matter what the surname is, but if you give the surname Zhao, you don't say it, but it makes it difficult for other people to accept it - thinking that you are fueling this trend.
In the matter of giving surnames, two purposes should be achieved: while appeasing the Li family, it is also necessary to warn the world.
He casually asked, "Where did the woman give birth?" ”
The servant replied, "In the house." ”
Zhao Zhen was a little helpless, and suddenly woke up that the widow seemed to have been gang-raped at the entrance of the village, so Lingxi suddenly came, "Give the surname Murata." After a pause, he simply said, "Just give the name too." ”
The servant said, "Your Majesty is wise. ”
Zhao Yan smiled helplessly, no place is bad sycophancy.
He whispered, "Giving a name—male or female?" ”
"Female."
"Then give the name Fangzi."
Casual and too lazy to think about it.
And the servant went.
Zhao Yan looked at the cherry blossoms that fell to the ground, sighed, and had a slight worry in his heart, but he was afraid that the ethics of this projectile land in the future would be worrying - after all, there were more men and fewer women.
And men are mostly big pig's trotters who think in the lower half of their bodies.
He is in a hurry to increase the population, and it is impossible to adopt tyranny, even if he commits a capital crime, he is not willing to kill a person, which leads to many men with sperm and brains who are not afraid of punishment at all, and will attack women when they catch them.
However...... It's a no-brainer.
What you can do is to control as much as possible, and only when the population comes up, can you adopt tyranny.
However, Zhao Yan thought too much.
After he gave his surname and name, the Li family was quiet, but in the eyes of others, it turned out that there was no bullshit for a felony such as gang rape, it was just a little more work, and the cost of the crime was so low, who was afraid?
So in just a few years or so, the ethics of this small land completely collapsed.
There are more men than women......
It is not uncommon for two men to share a woman, and even worse, there has been incest between brothers and sisters, and even between father and daughter, and later, even mother and son......
However, Zhao Yan couldn't hold it back.
Although the law was repeatedly revised, most of them were in disobedience, and even his ministers were effective imitators, such as a man who went to the military headquarters by force to make peace with his own daughter and give birth to a daughter......
It's just mad.
But Zhao Yi still insists on one point: once such a situation occurs, the young sons and daughters born will no longer have the surnames of their predecessors, and they will take surnames on the spot, so surnames such as Murata, Murakita, Watanabe, and Yamada emerge in endlessly.
In the end, it was too troublesome to choose a name, so I simply replaced it with numbers, so I had weird names such as Murata Thirty-Seven and Watanabe Fifty-Six.
However, everyone has become commonplace.
Especially decades later, after Zhao Zhen got drunk and ravaged his ten-year-old daughter, the ethics of this land are completely gone—fortunately, Zhao Zhen still knows shame.
After waking up, he killed the insider first, and then named his daughter Princess Sakura and married off.
Well, I found an honest person to take over.
But Zhao Yan is more relieved that despite the ethical corruption of this projectile kingdom, there is one thing he has not slackened: that is, to strengthen the brainwashing of the foolish and loyal thoughts of the people.
No matter what the circumstances, Zhao Zhen, the king, is the most noble existence of the people.
For this reason, a self-determination method was even invented.
Seppuku!
In order to demonstrate the spirit of allegiance in this projectile land, it eventually spread and became a kind of ranger spirit, and when it came again, it felt unpleasant, so it was simply changed to the spirit of bushido.
After arriving on the island for a year, Zhao Zhen and his courtiers finally thought of the country name.
The reason is simple.
On that day, Zhao Zhen got up early, looked at the rising sun in the east, and said for no reason that the East China Sea is endless, this place is the foundation of the sunrise, so the spirit rhino suddenly came, and there was a country name.
With a country name, there is naturally a national capital.
There is Shangjing in Beiban, and Bianjing and Lin'an in Daliang, so what about Zhao Zhen's national capital?
After thinking about it, I finally changed my original name in the future.
It is in the middle of the East China Sea and Kyoto.
It should be called Tokyo.
Later, Zhao Yan thought that he was in this place, and he was ordered by heaven to be the emperor, but after all, he wanted to kill back to Da Liang.
There has to be an identity that countless people worship.
The Son of Heaven seems to be a little cheaper - after all, he is the prince in Da Liang, if something doesn't happen, he will also be the son of Da Liang, and this matter is Zhao Zhen's lingering nightmare, and he is quite disgusted with the word Son of Heaven.
Since you don't want to be the Son of Heaven, then the Emperor of Heaven?
However, the Emperor of Heaven is not good.
Fortunately, there is a scholar in the Ministry of Rites, who is quite talented, and said that since the emperor is not good, the smell of the rivers and lakes is more than the smell of the court, so it is better to be honored by the emperor among the emperors.
The emperor is still in front of the emperor.
In this way, Your Majesty, you can also overpower the Great Liang Empress.
Zhao Yu readily agreed.
As a result, Zhao Zhen became the emperor of this projectile land.
Supreme.
However, with the changes of the world, when this small land has a population of tens of thousands, many people have forgotten their surnames, and even Zhao Yan has gradually forgotten his dream of returning to Da Liang.
He thought it was already good.
In this independent kingdom, he is the only supreme existence, to say nothing, the harem is also filled with more than 100 people, and he has women, money, and power.
How can there be a dream.
What's more, he felt that his dream was getting farther and farther away - because of ethical corruption, many people were born with deformities, and as time passed, most of the people in this land were psychologically pathological, and physiologically, they were even shorter and thiner.
Can the army formed by such a person kill Da Liang?
Can you beat the Great Liang Xiongshi?
Zhao Zhen didn't believe it himself.
simply got by, and Zhao Wei died in such comfort.
The new emperor succeeded him, generation after generation.
In the end, after the war, the country became the capital.
So, in the vast East China Sea, there is such a small country, growing up dirty and chaotic, and gradually forming its own unique culture, until the world has changed greatly, until the progress of the times, this small country has re-entered the eyes of the world, but it has been beaten by the dynasty soldiers in the homeland many times to lose its armor and become a vassal country.
There are many earthquakes on the island.
The people of this small country, thousands of years later, want to return to their former homeland.
War is not spared for this.
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