Section 590 Shrinking the front

It's better to go out and find a new world, or to stick to your homeland.

There's no way to find the answer.

Because there is no choice, the people of Annam have only one choice, which is to be sent to sea and find a new place to settle down. The Japanese people scolded and scolded with leather whips, which was nothing more than being a slave than a free man.

What an amazing theory, people who have never been to Wajima naturally do not understand the meaning of this statement.

The so-called ordinary people, free people, and one called the lords, all their income must be handed over, and two out of three are required by many lords, and three out of five is a kind of good lord who will be praised by others. And two out of one, almost a legend, like a myth.

When the Japanese people knew that the serfs of the Ming Dynasty were only equivalent to three out of five, and the tenant farmers of the Ming Dynasty were two out of five.

The free people of New China do not need to pay land tax, there is only one called household income tax, placed in a place like Shangjing, a family of five, regardless of the old and young are counted in it, less than eight taels of silver do not need to be taxed, and young children and boys over five, can guarantee a monthly income of less than 30 taels of silver, do not need to pay tax.

Why are the Annamites laughing, because the whip of the Japanese fell on their heads.

Whip after whip.

The Japanese are also scolding.

A few Annam people who knew the Japanese language, or knew Chinese, spread the word, and they could understand it, and the Japanese people scolded them for being stupid, because the Japanese people were willing to leave the island, as long as they were in the territory of China, even if it was entrusted by the Japanese daimyo, they had to follow the rules of China, so once they came out, the taxes they paid were very small.

A soldier only needs to pay a poll tax of three taels of silver a year.

Seemingly, it's better to leave.

At least from the vicious Wa people, the Annam people realized that it might be better to go out than to be in Annam.

The white crane doesn't know this, and he doesn't bother to know. He was already planning for his future. Every day, he took time out to organize the textbooks he gave Bai Yinghui, and then learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting from Qinghe and others.

"I didn't expect it, what an accident!"

Bai Minghe stared at a painting and sighed: "Don't worry about your ink landscapes, they are even better than Qinghe's." ā€

"You think that the three major Oirans are called in vain, and you dare to be an Oiran in the capital without any ability, I am afraid that you will be bitten by the dignitaries and nobles even to the bones. was born with this stinky skin, but I didn't expect it to fall into your hands. You didn't even ask for it when it was delivered to the door, I'm afraid you didn't even look at this pair of skins! ā€

Mo Chou's mouth is sour, and his teeth can fall down.

Qinghe covered his mouth and smiled secretly, but the white fox was bold, pulled Mo Chou's clothes away, and put his hands up: "This burden is too heavy, so Sister Mo Chou's singing skills are getting worse and worse." ā€

"Little hoof, you're getting bolder!" Mo Chou slapped the white fox twice on the buttocks.

The white fox is a bit martial, but Mo Chou was not resisting.

Shirana Crane sat on the side and just laughed. If you want to talk about charm, Mo Chou is indeed becoming more and more mature.

Wan Xue'er came in from outside at this time, just glaring, and the white fox and Mo Chou immediately stopped. Sun Yuanjun sometimes ignores them, after all, the majesty of the backyard housewife is not maintained by strength, and a little fight is just harmony. But Wan Xue'er is different, firstly, she is old enough, and secondly, Wan Xue'er cares very much about the rules of these people in front of Sun Yuanjun.

"Sister Xue. Don't scare them, just have fun. ā€

Sun Yuanjun is saying good things for the two daughters. A smile appeared on Wan Xue'er's face: "This is not properly dressed, if something bad is passed out, someone will say that the young master is okay." When you need to be dignified, you must naturally control it. If they want to make a fuss and hear that the Japanese girl has performed sumo wrestling in front of the young master, they will get two barrels of oil. Apply it to the body and let them compare with each other. ā€

Bai Minghe made up the picture in his brain, and felt that his nose was about to spurt out.

Wan Xue'er casually glanced at Wang Yuyan, she had no opinion on Wang Yuyan, and she would not be hostile, but she felt that Wang Yuyan was a little pitiful. Because she was the only one who didn't fit into the circle. Everyone is beautiful, self-controlled, and it is understandable that they are unwilling to be with Qinghe, Mochou and others.

Sun Yuanjun himself is in the middle of the family, and he married Bai Minghe at the age of sixteen.

At that time, there was Qinghe in the house, and after getting along for a long time, there was trust between people, so Sun Yuanjun was also very willing to get close to Qinghe, Mochou and others.

And Huaiyu was born to be a playful person, and she suffered a lot as a little Taoist aunt for those years.

When the princess came back, she almost didn't think about anything else except eating, drinking, and having fun, of course, she was thinking about whether she was going to have a son recently, and of course it was only in the plan.

Why is it said in the plan.

Let's just say that the days given by the medical officer, it is said that Huaiyu accompanies Bai Minghe at night, but she is either for food, or for play, and drops the chain at a critical time, but when she wants to come to this, the good day is missed again. It is cheaper for her two personal maids, who will both stay in Nanjing to raise a baby, and the other to take care of her young son, which is inconvenient to go to sea.

Only nominally, Huaiyu is the mother of these two children, only nominal.

And these two children are impossible to have a prince at all, only Huaiyu is born to him, this is possible.

sighed slightly in her heart, at the moment, Wan Xue'er couldn't take care of Wang Yuyan's mood, maybe what happened next would change her.

"Young master, let's talk about two serious things. One is a call from the Beijing Military Department, a call from Admiral Deng, and a call from Yu Taishi. It's all about one thing, and the Nanyang side has encountered resistance. After the Japanese people, Siam, Nanzhang, and Little Luzon also encountered the problem of insufficient troops, and they did not dare to enter lightly at the moment. ā€

"Because, if you are not skilled in jungle warfare, the heaviest casualties are not the enemy, but the environment." Shira-naka Crane gave a comment.

Wan Xue'er nodded: "What the young master said is not wrong, as early as three months ago, Admiral Deng ordered the troops not to go deeper, defend on the spot, and even selectively retreat. ā€

"How much is it?"

"The Baltic canton has half of it, barely half of it. The South Island of Malacca, not even half of it. Further south, to the east, according to the young master's map, there are still a lot of places. Unless it is our China that really sends troops, it will rely on the Japanese, Siam, Nanzhang, and Little Luzon. They've reached their limits. Wan Xue'er said very seriously.

This is a formal official business, and even the maids in this room may be absolutely faithful.

"Call back in my name, the Nanyang Raiders have completely stopped, transferred to repairs, and began to digest the existing territory. Build yƬ to start the South American strategy, the African strategy. After that, the white crane beckoned to Wan Xue'er, grabbed Wan Xue'er's waist, and whispered close to Wan Xue'er's ear: "Long live the secret electricity, Lord Yu." Let's just say that if the South Seas continue to fight, it will be worthless to capture slaves, and when South America and Africa begin, slaves will be worth continuing to catch. ā€

"Got it." Wan Xue'er nodded heavily, this can only be said by secret electricity.

And it was Wan Xue'er who personally went to send a telegram, which is absolutely very confidential.

After saying this, Wan Xue'er took two steps back: "Young Master, there is one more thing I just informed you, long live the decree." Daughter-in-law of the Xie family, Xie Xinyi has been waiting for you for several years, so I have arranged for a boat to send her over. Because I don't know how long it will take to get back to Nanjing, I'm just informing you. ā€

"I, the head of the family!" The white crane put on a very powerful expression.

Wan Xue'er smiled coldly: "This matter, the eldest lady is in charge." I can't help you, even though you are the head of the family. ā€

Sun Yuanjun couldn't stop laughing, and didn't give Bai Minghe a chance to speak: "Sister Xue'er, this matter should be done like this, and if you bother to prepare, there will always be a meeting gift when you enter the door." ā€

"Yes, Madame." Wan Xue'er gave Sun Yuanjun a very solemn salute.

"What, a gift?" Huaiyu, who was leaning there and sleepy, woke up, and this opening caused the whole room to laugh.

Angela, who was quietly reading, grabbed Huaiyu's waist wildly, and the two girls laughed.

Angela was no longer dissatisfied, Constantine was probably the only thing she was looking forward to, but she would not care about the lives of the Chinese soldiers and the Byzantine soldiers, you must know that Xu Chengzong, one of the most powerful generals of the Chinese Empire, was already in the Mediterranean.

Even Xu Chengzong was not sure to deal with Naxiong City, and Caesar was even more reluctant to fight for a miserable victory.

You know, the whole of Europe is eyeing the restored Byzantine Empire, so Angela is not in a hurry, her heart is calm, she likes this kind of life very much, as long as the child in the belly is born, then this is the real Byzantine emperor, after getting a good education, is the real new life of Byzantium.

Wan Xue'er picked up her sleeves and walked out of the warehouse.

She still has a lot of official affairs to do, and it can be said that Wan Xueer's current role is Bai Minghe's senior assistant, managing the affairs of the East Factory for Bai Minghe.

Normal official business is already under the control of the five tigers of the East Factory.

In fact, it was Wang Cheng and Bai Minghe who considered letting it go and returning to the East Factory to work, always following themselves, Wang Cheng's talent was wasted. But at the moment, Wang Cheng is still not at ease, and he will only choose to go to the East Factory to work after the training of a few of his subordinates grows up, and after the training of Wan Xueer's group of female killers is over, and he can protect Bai Minghe well.

In the East Factory, the position has been reserved for him.

Bai Minghe picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and continued to study ink landscape painting.

By this time, the ship was almost at Temasek.

Sun Yuanjun opened his mouth and asked, "Do you want to go to Malacca City for two days, I have heard of the exotic scenery there, but I have not really seen it." ā€

You know, this is the first time Sun Yuanjun has really followed him to sea.

Bai Minghe was thinking about whether to live or not to live.

But who would have thought that Wan Xue'er, who had just gone out of the telegraph room, rushed in like a gust of wind.

"Young master, long live the special order, if your ship passes Ceylon and goes one mile to the west, you will be convicted of deceitful king, so this time you can only go as far as Ceylon!" (To be continued......)

PS: There will be a power outage tomorrow, and I will work overtime tonight to get tomorrow's yard out, come on.