Chapter 573: Returning Home

Xiangshan County, the coast is tortuous, the east and Zhoushan Island face each other across the sea, the offshore sea is full of outlying islands, there is a long and narrow seaway that is more than 100 miles long and leads directly to the inland, it is Xiangshan Port.

The bird boat passes through Xiangshan Port to the interior for more than 30 miles, and there is a small fishing village called Hengtang Village, which is Wang Qing's hometown.

There are sixty or seventy households in the village, four or five hundred people, all of whom farm and fish for a living, the fields of Xiangshan are quite fertile, and the lives of the people are not too big, but there are still some restless people who do not want to farm honestly, but choose to run to the vast sea to escape, and Wang Qing is one of them.

The ancestors lived here, and the three generations of Wang Qing's grandfather and grandson all went to the sea for a living, and Wang Qing was very famous in the village. But the most famous in the village is not Wang Qing, but Fu Chun.

Fu Chun used to be a cadre under Yan Siqi, once owned a three-masted sailing ship, and more than half of the men over the age of 30 in the village had gone to sea with Fu Chun. It's a pity that after Yan Siqi's death, many of his subordinates were dissatisfied with the new leader Zheng Yiguan, and Fu Chun also belonged to one of them. After more than ten years of disputes, the old brothers were killed by Zheng Yiguan, who had already defected to the government to become the general army of Fujian, oh, he had changed his name to Zheng Zhilong at that time, and was killed by Zheng Zhilong. Fu Chun's three-masted sailboat was also sunk, and he and Wang Qing and others escaped with their lives.

In that battle, dozens of men who walked the sea in the fishing village were buried in the ocean, and Fu Chun washed his hands in a disheartened basin and never returned to the sea.

The task of Wang Qing's trip was to ask Fu Chun to go out of the mountain and serve Chen Yue, the Duke of Qi.

"The third brother is back, hey, when did you rob a set of official clothes?"

At the entrance of the village, Wang Qing had just jumped onto the shore when a villager greeted him. Wang Qing is the third in the clan, and people younger than him generally call him the third brother.

"What kind of clothes are snatched, Wang Gou, open your dog's eyes and take a closer look, this is a military uniform for a hundred households, your third brother I have become a military attache from the sixth grade!"

A sentence of snatched clothes stimulated Wang Qing, pointing at this broken mouth called Gou Yu and scolding. If it was in the past, if he was scolded by Wang Qing like this, the dog with a two-pole temperament would definitely jump up and scold him, and there would even be a fight. But today, shocked by Wang Qing's brand-new Baihu clothes and the long knife hanging from his waist, the dog didn't dare to fight back. looked at Wang Qing, who was wearing a brand-new official uniform, and then looked at his tattered clothes and bare feet, faintly inferiority.

Wang Qing, who went to sea, came back, wearing a new official uniform, and the news quickly spread throughout Hengtang Village, and the villagers went out of their homes to watch. Wang Qing walked on the potholed streets with vigor and greeted the villagers loudly.

"The third brother is amazing, he has become an official!" There were envious voices everywhere, and familiar villagers eagerly followed Wang Qing, asking from time to time. Wang Qing was not impatient, but told everyone about the legendary experience of his identity change.

Wang Qing's wife stood timidly at the door of the house, unable to believe that the man who came with a lively spirit was actually her own man. The three children stood beside her, the eldest son Wang Kun was fifteen or sixteen years old, but his figure was already taller than Wang Qing, the twelve-year-old second son Wang Nan looked at his father in shock like a mud monkey, and the eight-year-old daughter held the corner of her mother's clothes and looked timidly at her father.

Looking at the slightly cramped family, Wang Qing grinned, took out a large bag of maltose from his arms to untie the rope, and held it in front of his daughter. The daughter cheered, snatched the paper bag from Wang Qing's hand and hugged it in her arms.

"Give me some, give me some!" The second son, Wang Nan, no longer wondered why his father was dressed like this, and rushed to his sister's side, scrambling.

"Lao Tzu is an official, try a hundred households, from the sixth grade military attaché!" Without waiting for his wife to ask, Wang Qing said quickly with a big grin.

"Master!" The wife snorted, and when she wanted to ask, she didn't know how to speak.

"Oh, by the way, I have to go see Boss Fu." Wang Qing remembered the task he was carrying, waved his hand, and left the house straight and walked towards Fu Chun's house.

"Third child, you are an official!" Fu Chun looked Wang Qing up and down, and said disdainfully, "Are you hot in this dog skin?" ”

Fu Chun is forty-five or sixteen years old this year, although he is middle-aged, he is still fierce and vigorous, with a short placket and muscular arms, a dark face with sharp edges and corners, and a pair of sharp eyes.

No more than an uninformed villager, Fu Chun is very disdainful of Wang Qing's official uniform, but he is just a trial hundred households, and there are more than 100 officers in Dinghai and Changguo in Ningbo Mansion like dogs, and they are just bigger landlords, what is there to be angry about?

"Big brother!" In front of Fu Chun, Wang Qing's arrogant demeanor suddenly converged, and he saluted and greeted him in a proper manner.

"Tell me, where did this dogskin come from?" Fu Chun asked in a deep voice. It's already summer, Wang Qing went to Hangzhou to wait for the ship to go to sea, Fu Chun naturally knew, but he didn't expect that in just over ten days, this guy actually came back in an official uniform, and he became a hundred households. When the pirates for many years, especially after Zheng Zhilong took refuge in the government and killed Yan Siqi's old brothers, Fu Chun was very disgusted with the officers and soldiers, and instinctively saw that Wang Qing's clothes were not pleasing to the eye.

"Big brother, this is not a dogskin, it was sent to me by the Duke of Qi Guo, and I am now a subordinate of the Duke of Qi to try a hundred households." Wang Qing said aggrievedly.

"Qi Guogong?" Fu Chun was stunned for a moment, he lived in a remote fishing village, unlike Yang Gonghui in Yangjiapu, who had to do business and made friends extensively, Fu Chun didn't deal much with the government on weekdays, and he didn't know a lot about the major events that happened in the imperial court.

"Big brother, you don't even know about Qi Guogong?" Wang Qing asked in surprise, "The Duke of Qi is the original Marquis of Pingnan, who saved the emperor thousands of miles away, quelled the rebellion of King Fu in Nanjing and saved the Ming Dynasty." Just this year, the Manchurian two-way army attacked our Daming, there were millions of troops, countless cities of the Ming Dynasty were lost, countless officials fled in embarrassment, Mantar all the way to Yangzhou City, all the way to Wuhu City, only a hundred miles away from Nanjing, Daming was about to die, at this time, Pingnanhou was born, led his army to fight in the east and west......"

Wang Qing said with a bang, his two lips flew at the moment, adding fuel and vinegar to the things about Chen Yue that he had hearsay, and the whole war was told by him in a thrilling way, like a storytelling.

His Majesty the Emperor decreed that Chen Yue, the Marquis of Pingnan, was hereditary to the Duke of Qi, and the entire Zhoushan Island was given to the Duke of Qi.

After I arrived in Hangzhou, I was fortunate to meet Liu Neng, a general under the command of Qi Guogong, and became a good friend with him, Liu Neng introduced me to Qi Guogong, Qi Guogong saw me and immediately had a good impression, thinking that I was a rare talent, so I was named a test hundred.

As soon as I thought that I couldn't be an official in the court by myself, and there was also you, the eldest brother, so I recommended you to the Duke of Qi Guo. Big brother, go to Hangzhou quickly, with your ability, you can at least be a thousand households! ”

Liu Neng said in a hurry, and finally said his purpose, but he was ordered by Chen Yue to invite Fu Chun out of the mountain. Although there are dozens of large and small ships in Zhoushan, and there will be more warships in the future, there are not many people who know how to know naval warfare and routes, especially those who can go to sea with sailing ships to do maritime trade. Fu Chun was once the owner of a three-masted sailing ship, and he traveled between the Ming Dynasty all the year round, and was very familiar with the route, so he was a rare talent.