Chapter 993: Outside the City of Hangzhou

Outside Hangzhou, Zhejiang and Hangzhou Prefectures, Wang Fuzi wore a green shirt, a blue Confucian scarf tied his head, and rode a big green mule along the official road.

At this time, Master Wang was completely like a scholar, and he didn't have the momentum he had when he was a pirate.

After leaving Amami Island, he landed in Dinghai, Ningbo, by boat, where he bought a mule, and then began to go to Hangzhou alone.

Along the way, Master Wang's mood was high, because this time he came back to bring his relatives to enjoy happiness. And you can get out of the pirate career, and you don't have to do that profession with today and no tomorrow.

After taking his family to the Americas, he can live the life of a landlord with his family with 200 acres of fertile land.

So, along the way, Master Wang's mood is quite good.

He could even imagine the shocked look on his family's face when he went to the Americas and saw the vast expanse of fertile land that belonged to them.

The mother-in-law who wants to come from home will definitely praise herself.

And after going to the Americas, I don't have to hide it anymore. If you have money, you don't have to continue to hide it and dare not use it, you have to let your family live a hard life.

Of course, more importantly, I don't have to worry about it anymore, for fear that my identity as a pirate will be exposed and cause big trouble to my family.

Yes, although Wangfuzi's family is on the side of the Ming Dynasty, their life is not very good.

It's just better than ordinary people, that is, you don't have to go hungry.

It's not that Master Wang has no money, he has been a pirate for more than 20 years, how can he have no money.

In the past 20 years, he has really saved thousands of taels of silver.

But why is his family on the side of the Ming Dynasty, but the life is only a little better than ordinary people?

This is a very strange matter of opinion.

Zhejiang has a prosperous literary style and a very developed economy. It is the place where the Ming Dynasty paid taxes, and it is also the place where the officials are literate.

But it's okay on the coastal side of Zhejiang. But when he arrived at Hangzhou Mansion, Wang Fuzi noticed that something was wrong.

Because he found that the farther he went west, the more displaced people and ragged people there were.

However, Wang Fuzi is not in the mood to pay attention to these things, he just wants to go home with one mind now, and then leave the Ming Dynasty with his wife and children in the shortest possible time, and buy some maids or something by the way.

In this way, it took Wang Fuzi three days to finally come to the outside of Hangzhou Mansion.

Here, Wang Fuzi found that the number of homeless people was larger, and they were densely packed outside the city. A rough visual look at the number of almost 70,000 or 80,000 people.

At the gate of Hangzhou Mansion, there are many soldiers stationed, and they are constantly driving away those homeless people who want to enter the city.

There are also many homeless people who keep praying on both sides of the official road, hoping that passers-by will give them some money or food.

However, the passers-by who came and went did not pay much attention to these displaced people.

Even the prince didn't look at them squarely.

It's not that these pedestrians don't have compassion, nor does it mean that Wang Fuzi is kind-hearted.

Because they don't even dare to look at it. I don't dare to do anything compassionate about it.

There are so many displaced people on both sides of the official road that if you say anything, then you will be fenced off.

Giving it to one will attract hundreds, and what do you say you will do when that time comes?

If you don't continue to take money. Then these displaced people will be clamoring.

Then it will cause big trouble.

As the saying goes, good intentions will do bad things, and that's the truth.

Therefore, the passers-by were so ruthless that they simply didn't care about any of them.

There's no way around it.

To be a good person, let's ensure your own safety first.

It's hard to do it. In order to be a good person, you don't even want your own life?

Don't look at these homeless people as ragged and pitiful, but if they turn their faces. That's also very ruthless.

And you don't know if there are any black-hearted guys among these people.

The more you walked in the direction of the city gate, the more displaced people on both sides of the official road.

At the same time, many homeless people are no longer begged for money, but there are many boys and girls who kneel there numbly with one or several straws stuck in their heads, and some gorgeously dressed people wearing quad hats and fat heads and big ears are constantly shuttling here.

It seems that this is sold into slavery.

And those gorgeously dressed guys may be the Qinglouya people in Hangzhou, or the house slaves who are looking for beautiful embryos for some old men.

Mr. Wang had lived here, and he had seen too much of this kind of thing.

I still remember that when he was a child, he had seen this situation many times.

"Master, master, buy me, I can work, eat less, and eat one meal a day."

"This old man is good, buy our family, I'll make you a cow and a horse!"

"Sell yourself to bury your father! Give three taels of silver and you'll be done! ”

"Give a way to live, we don't need to be paid, just take care of two meals a day."

Master Wang sighed deeply.

Now these years, Daming has really been full of disasters and difficulties.

It seems that it is impossible to say where the disaster has occurred nearby, and people can't survive and run to Hangzhou.

"Stop!"

Wang Fuzi simply stopped looking at the homeless people who sold themselves, and followed the other pedestrians towards the door.

Because he was holding a big green mule, and he was wearing a scholar's green shirt, and the whole person looked so elegant, so people would not confuse him with those homeless people.

Therefore, Wang Fuzi can easily cross the first checkpoint and walk near the city gate.

If it's those homeless people, they won't even be able to pass the first hurdle.

After walking to the city gate, the prince was fenced down.

One of the small soldiers guarding the city looked at Wang Fuzi up and down, and then said, "What are you doing in the city?" Where did it come from? ”

Although he was interrogated, Wang Fuzi was not panicked at all.

He took out a piece of Lu Yin from his arms and handed it over, and at the same time put a Song Empire's Great Dragon Ocean under Lu Yin.

"Those who came from Beizhili and went to the city to look for relatives, their wives and children are all in Hangzhou. It lives near the left side of Maochang Line in the west of the city. ”

The Great Dragon Ocean of the Song Empire is one or two silver coins, because it is customized from the virtual world, so the pattern is very exquisite. It is not comparable to the silver ingots and scattered silver of this era.

Therefore, when the little soldier guarding the city saw the exquisite Imperial Silver Great Dragon Ocean, his eyes suddenly bulged.

Just by weighing it with his hands, he almost knew that the road weighed six or seven dollars.

(Note: During the Ming Dynasty, weights and measures were hexadecimal, one catty was sixteen taels, and one tael was sixteen coins)

Ordinary merchants enter the city if they encounter interrogation, in order to avoid trouble, they will give some benefits to these city defenders, but generally they only give a few dozen pennies.

Like Wang Fuzi's shot. It's really not much to give six or seven coins of silver at a time.

But since I have received the money, of course I can't continue to embarrass others, right?

So, as soon as the soldier's hand flipped over, the exquisite silver dragon ocean fell into his arms, and then the soldier's face was also filled with a sincere smile.

"It turns out that I am looking for relatives, so let's go in. The outside of the city are full of displaced people, and in order to prevent the displaced people from entering the city, the prefect gave the order to set up a card, and those of us who are small soldiers are just following orders. ”

Xiao Bing explained to Wang Fuzi with a smile. After all, the money was collected.

"My name is Chen Laosan, and my family also lives in the west of the city, and there are three markets from Maochang Xing. If you can't do big things, it's okay to solve some small things. ”

The gatekeeper named Chen Laosan waved at Wang Fuzi to let him enter the city, and at the same time revealed his name. Let Master Wang find him if he has something to do in the future.

It's not that Chen Laosan's conscience found anything, but that he thinks that this middle-aged man in a green shirt is so generous as soon as he makes a move, and he can't say that he is also a rich guy.

Dealing with such people. But if the fingers of the family members leak a little, it is enough to eat and drink by themselves.

Although Chen Laosan didn't know it, there was a sentence in another time and space: 'Tuhao, let's be friends.' But that's what he thought in his heart.

Wang Fuzi smiled, then raised his hand and hugged his fist to thank the other party for his kindness.

In fact, of course, Master Wang knew what the idea of this called Chen Laosan was, but he didn't care about it.

Anyway, after he saw his family, it wouldn't be long before he left here.

Therefore, he will not have any intersection with this Chen Laosan, and he can't offend him.

Therefore, let him get out of his way here.

However, Wang Fuzi was curious about why there were so many displaced people outside Hangzhou and along the way.

So, he asked.

"Brother Chen, I have seen many homeless people along the way, what is going on?"

Chen Laosan glanced at Wang Fuzi, and said in his heart: It seems that he is a stupid guy who reads books again, thinking that he can know the affairs of the world without going out at home.

Although he complained in his heart, he was still very polite in the face of such a 'local tyrant' Chen Laosan.

Isn't this all the big dragon ocean making trouble?

"So that my brother can know that there have been floods in Anqing Mansion, Tongling, Wangjiang, and Raozhou recently. These are nothing, Ningguo and Guangde have made a rebellion, although they have been suppressed, but the people in the two places have withered and fled to our Zhejiang. ”

After listening to Chen Laosan's explanation, Wang Fuzi understood why he had seen so many homeless people along the way.

Dare to love, except for the flood, there is a rebellion of what kind of Daomen.

Moreover, the places where the flood and the Daomen Society rebelled were all very close to Hangzhou.

It seems that the Ming Dynasty is getting more and more chaotic here, so I should hurry up and pick up my family and leave.

After arching his hand and thanking him, the prince walked into the city...... (To be continued......)