Chapter 13: A Difficult Journey
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Zhao Hui was back to back with a partner with brown skin and a rare species, his face full of helplessness.
"Kirin Baker, it's me Zhao Hui who can't help you!" Zhao Hui looked quite helpless, Datang is fundamentally different from the environment in which he lives, and his living habits are also very different. The tribe in which they exist is located in the vast plains. There are thousands of bison on the plains, galloping across the plains and unstoppable. And they are the warriors who survive by preying on bison. They live together in harmony with each other, and they face enemies together, and their feelings are particularly deep. However, they are honored by the strong, and the warriors have great privileges.
For the enemy, the heroic way of revenge is admired.
Therefore, after learning that the two brothers left by his father in Datang were brutally burned to death, he immediately dealt with the problem in their way, and relied on martial arts to knock on the door and kill the enemy for revenge, but he didn't expect that this move seriously violated the law and put people in a damp and cold cell.
The brown-skinned man known as Keelin Baker grinned, showing a mouth full of white teeth, indicating that he didn't mind.
The sound of footsteps sounded, and the footsteps of the three people came to their ears, and the two looked out, but saw the four people coming slowly.
One is a cell guard, the other is You Feng, the county lieutenant of Longmen County, who has inquired with them many times, and the other is a one-time meeting, one is young, but he is heroic and magnificent, and the other is indeed as beautiful and moving as a fairy in the sky.
Du He's light skills have entered the realm of transformation, and they are silent when they land, so they are naturally difficult to detect.
Arriving at the cell where the two men were, Duho's eyes fell on Keelingbeck's body, and his eyes showed ecstasy: China is known to be mostly yellow, and brown skin is the most distinctive characteristic of the Indians of the American continent. Zhao Hui was burly in appearance, and his eyes and skin color were the same as theirs, but Keelin Baker was obviously not of the same kind.
Du He stepped forward, asked the guard to open the cell, and walked into the cell before he spoke: "In Xia Chang'an Du He, I came here to help you, about your affairs, I have roughly heard what County Lieutenant You said, and I have a general understanding. It's just that this is Datang, and there are legal rules and regulations. If you have broken the rules, you should be punished accordingly, and as for the enmity of your relatives, as long as you find out everything below, you will not tolerate those who commit adultery. ā
Some people are naturally obscene, making people unable to trust, and some people have a unique charm between words, which makes people feel unconditionally trusting, and Duhe belongs to the latter.
In the face of Du He's words, Zhao Hui stood up and returned the salute, and his every move was the standard etiquette of the ancients.
Duhe was a little surprised.
Zhao Hui explained with a smile: "This is all taught by my father, he said that even if you are in a foreign land, you can't forget our identity and our country. Etiquette is one of the most traditional cultures in our country, and as a Chinese person, you must master my Chinese language and etiquette. ā
Etiquette is the mutual respect between people, which is a traditional Chinese virtue, and it is rare for Zhao Ying to not forget this when she is in a foreign land.
"I know you're from far away, but I'm just curious about how your father got to where you live?" Du He finally asked what he wanted to know the most, with the navigation technology of their time, it was almost impossible to travel far on the sea.
Zhao replied: "I have already heard this experience from my father more than a thousand times. At that time, my father went south to Jiangnan to negotiate business with rice in Jiangnan, but he didn't want to encounter a storm that is rare once in a century, the captain at that time was an experienced crew member, saying that the wind was too strong, and going against the wind would only capsize the ship and die, so it was better to go with the wind, and the cargo ship was uncontrollable and drifted downwind. The strong wind blew for five days and five nights, and finally stopped. Counting the number of people, more than half of the casualties were killed, the cargo ship was seriously damaged, and even the oars and rudder were completely damaged. Cargo ships rely on oars to move, and if the oars are damaged, they can only rely on the sailboat to move with the help of the wind. The rudder was damaged, and the ship could not turn around, so it had to go all the way west. Fortunately, the cargo ship was full of edible rice, and the sky was beautiful, and it rained heavily in three or two days, so I didn't have to worry about eating and drinking. In this way, they drifted on the sea for more than two months, and during this time, they died of illness and could not bear to commit suicide, as many as more than 50 people, and at that time, there were only more than 50 people left on the large cargo ship of 200 people. After more than two months, they finally came across an isolated island and set foot on land, but they didn't know where they were born. Most of the fifty or so men, except for my father and my mother, who were the daughter of the ship's family at the time, were all crew members, especially the experienced captain, who was a skilled craftsman. So fifty of them settled on a lonely island, planting rice for their own food, and repairing the cargo ship with the intention of returning home. After a full year of preparation, they got on board again. At first they traveled north, but because of the climate, the sky was always overcast, and they could not tell the direction of the sunrise and sunset, and after encountering a whirlpool, they were completely lost, and they did not know the south, south, west, and west. It can only be a aimless voyage. This situation lasted for a whole month and a half. Looking at the newborn sun, they realized that they had taken the wrong route, and they had gone west for more than a month.
At that time, the captain told everyone that there was only more than a month left for food, and that he would return the same way, and that there was no island, only a dead end, and that he could only continue to travel north, and if he was lucky, he could still find the island. So the group headed north. I remember my father said that the east wind was very strong and they sailed very fast, and after about a month, just when the food and water were in short supply, they arrived at an unknown place, where they found human beings. Different from our Chinese species of humans. They were very welcoming to my father, an outsider. The experienced captain died of illness soon after. This was tantamount to cutting off the father's desire to return home: everyone knew that they were able to live now thanks to the captain's experience. Without a captain, they would not have been able to move an inch at sea. Fortunately, the captain wrote a book of his experience before he died for our reference and learning. It's just that the remaining forty or so people no longer have the courage to continue adrift at sea. They all became a family in the local area, and my father never remarried because he missed his wife and children at home, and my mother guarded me without regrets, and it was not until ten years later that my father accepted my mother and settled down. After 30 years, since I was sensible, my father taught me Chinese culture every day, and let me learn shipbuilding, ship control skills, I know that my father will go home to the luxury of our generation, he named me Zhao Hui, the word homecoming, is to hope that one day, I can return home. I know that my father's greatest hope in life is to be able to come home. His last words before his death were also to hope that I could take his ashes and bury his ashes in the ancestral grave of the Zhao family. And in the name of the descendants of the Zhao family, he replaced him, kowtowed to his grandparents, and apologized to the two elder brothers. So, I worked day and night to learn all kinds of survival skills at sea. Those who came with my father had the same idea, a place to live was good, but it was not a home after all! Two years ago, 68 of our generation plus 52 local friends who were willing to join the voyage, a total of 120 people, set out on the way home with the expectations of our ancestors. ā
"This journey home was ten, a hundred times more difficult than we imagined. It took us two hundred and twenty years to return to our dream home, after all the hardships and dangers at sea. But...... The cost is too great. ā
Speaking of this, Zhao Hui actually cried out in public with a "woo".
The brown-skinned man, who suspected to be an Indian, also rolled down tears.
"One hundred and twenty people, when we arrived in Jiangnan, there were only two left, and the others all died at sea......"
Du He, Wu Meiniang, and You Feng showed unbearable expressions one after another, it is true that the price is too great, and the hardships in it, Zhao Hui summarized it in a few words, but the hardships of that journey are never imagined by people who have experienced it personally.
Du He sighed: "It's all over, welcome home." Although it is no longer the Great Sui you imagined, the Tang Dynasty, like the Great Sui, is a country of our Chinese people and a family. ā
Zhao Hui nodded heavily.
"By the way, sweet potato, do you still have it?" Du He saw Zhao Hui's confused face and stroked the shape of the sweet potato, and then said: "It's the kind of thing you gave him after you were killed in Jiangnan and let people save him!" ā
Zhao Hui realized: "You're talking about sweet potatoes, you really rely on it all the way, if there were no sweet potatoes, we would have starved to death on the way." But I don't have anything here, so after giving some to the martial arts family who saved me, the rest were eaten on the way. However, there should be on the small island east of Gangnam. A few months ago, we were caught in a storm and drifted to that island. There was no food on the island, so our group planted sweet potatoes and after a good harvest, we hit the road again. He hadn't been driving for a few days before he ran aground and was shipwrecked. In the end, he was rescued by the Wu family and put on the boat. When we came out, there was still a lot we couldn't carry, so we made a cellar to store the rest, which was available on the island. ā
"Great!" Du He shouted happily: "With this kind of sweet potato, I will no longer worry about food in the future." Brother Zhao, as long as you are willing to give those sweet potatoes to me Datang, it will be a great credit. ā
Zhao Hui said indifferently: "That thing can be piled up into a mountain in our place, is it rare?" I don't care if I make meritorious service or not. But if you want it, I'll give it all to you. ā
"Good! We're all right, but before that, we need to get justice for your grandparents. Du He said with a smile, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.