Japan has four islands, and with that in mind, I decided to visit the other islands.

When ten large ships approached another piece of land, I saw several small boats on the shore, and I was puzzled.

Less than 100 meters from land, thousands of shirtless men in animal skins, armed with bows and arrows, appeared on the shore, and I ordered the sails to be lowered.

Presumably, the other party didn't know what we were coming for, so they were wary.

I ordered three soldiers to go in a small boat to communicate, but as soon as they got close to the shore, they were killed by random arrows.

The other party did not want to communicate at all, and I couldn't help but be furious, and ordered the big ship to sail to the shore, and commanded the soldiers to line up in two rows, with the front team as a shield and the rear team as bows and arrows.

When approaching the shore, the opponent's arrows rained down, hitting the shield and falling, which was actually a simple tree branch.

The soldiers were so excited that I gave the order to return fire, and the bronze-headed arrow hit the opponent and drilled directly into the body, and the opponent fell in a large piece.

The other party immediately panicked, turned around and ran around, and ran clean in a blink of an eye.

When the ship docked, I commanded the soldiers to march forward in a procession, marching two or three miles, and saw a village, all of which were simple wooden and thatched houses.

Countless thatched houses are spread across the flat ground.

When we arrived, some people came out of the thatched huts one after another, all naked old and young, women and children, and I saw that Kanzhen bowed his head, and his face turned crimson.

At this time, the Japanese were still uncivilized savages.

Old and young women and children looked at us curiously, and three bold children ran over and excitedly stroked the soldiers' uniforms.

"What is this?"

"It's so smooth to the touch."

"What is this made of?"

I was amazed by the child's chattering words, which did not look like an uncivilized state, and showed the culture of the Central Plains.

There must be something going on in that.

There is no harm to the old and young women and children, and the young and strong people on the shore are estimated to be from this village, and now they are leaving the old and young women and children to flee.

Since they speak the same language, I declare loudly that they will not be harmed as long as they do not violate us.

Not long after, the young men returned to the village one after another, and I noticed a strange phenomenon, where men and women lived separately. The child lives with the woman, and calls all the men uncle.

Maybe it's a custom, I don't find it strange.

When night fell, we brought tents from the boat, stayed outside the village, and after dinner, I really wanted to go for a walk on the beach, so I accompanied her.

When we came back from a walk on the beach, we came across a filthy scene, a woman came out of a thatched house with a child, and a man came over, drove the child back to the thatched house, and pushed the woman to the ground to do dirty things.

The woman does not resist and is very cooperative

She screamed and slipped into my arms in shame, offending her, and I couldn't help but be furious and wanted to punish the dog man and woman, but she grabbed my arm and shook her head.

I thought about it for a while, and remembered that in that computer world, everyone was making fun of Japanese names, and I couldn't help but be angry.

Next, when I think of the separation of men and women, and the children called 'uncles', I speculate that there was no family concept on the island of Japan at this time, and that every woman belonged to all men.

We must change this state of lack of courtesy, righteousness and shame.

I went back to the tent and ordered an old man to ask about the reality of Japan.

The old man came in wearing the clothes he had given me and told me about the history of Japan.

The island is called Honshu, and there are people who live back a thousand years, but it is unclear how it came about. In this state, women have no status and are considered joint property of men when they reach the age of eighteen.

There was a great king named Fumio Yoshino in Honshu, who lived in a castle called Natsukyo and had a hundred civil and military officials under his command, and the number of samurai under his command reached 50,000.

Girls under the age of 18 belonged to Fumio Yoshino and official samurai, and were released back to the people when they reached the age of 18 or did not like it.

Grandma's, even more promiscuous than the king!

This status quo must be changed, and I know that changing this status quo must overthrow Fumio Yoshino, and the 800 soldiers I brought with me will definitely not be able to do it.

No matter how far behind their weapons are, the balance of power is too great for us to win.

I asked the old man if he liked this kind of life, and the old man replied that he didn't, who would like a life in the hands of someone else.

This answer was correct, and I saw a collective power that allowed the old man to go to the village to spread the message of changing his fate, and the old man gladly obeyed.

There are more than 3,000 young people in the village, and at the instigation of the old man, they are willing to belong to me and rebel.

Some of the craftsmen I brought with me were skilled in smelting bronze, and they found copper mines nearby, and they made arrows day and night. Not only that, but hundreds of stone throwers were also built, which were ready for battle.

When everything was ready, I led the army in the direction of Xia Jing.

Due to the superiority of weapons, I did not encounter decent resistance along the way, and soon attacked Xia Jing, and I looked at this castle with some tears and laughter.

The walls are five meters high, but they are simply made of rocks, and the houses in the castle are all wooden, which is simply vulnerable, and after several stone thrower attacks, the entire castle is in ruins.

The weapons of the Yoshino Fumio samurai are all wooden, and this primitive weapon is scum in front of the bronze, and our army is unstoppable.

After defeating Xia Jing, Fumio Yoshino set himself on fire in the wooden palace and died, falling to the same fate as the king.

I became the undisputed king of the state, busy establishing various institutions to prevent courtesy, righteousness and shame from being overcome, and at the same time understanding that the people here were all exiles from the Xia and Shang dynasties.

The first group of homeless people landed on the island, more men than women, so they set such absurd rules in order to multiply.

Monogamy is settled, but the low status of women has a thousand-year-old tradition, and it really can't be changed all at once, so I have to turn a blind eye.

Ten years later, when she was tired of staying on Honshu Island, I took her out of Honshu Island and returned to Vietnam.

The two of us have crossed the age of 60, but we love each other like boys and girls, living in the country of Yue for five years, and I really said that I want to go back to the Central Plains to live, after all, it is my hometown, and I am familiar with every grass and tree.

Conversion is my everything, she has to rely on everything she says, at this moment it is King Zhou Cheng who is in power, at my request, King Zhou Cheng named me the Marquis of Jizhou, and returned to her hometown with Conversion Zhen, which is Su Daji.

Life is a snap of a finger.

At the age of 60, her true face is no longer true, but what I like most is not her face, but her frosty hair, which is wrapped around her fingertips every day.

She really likes me to drink the most, so I drink to show her every day, and the most fearful thing at this time is that I am afraid that I will die in front of her, and I can no longer protect her.

Fortunately, Jizo Bodhisattva is benevolent, and when I woke up one morning, I found that Kanzan had stopped breathing beside me.

I had no sorrow or joy, quietly looking at this beloved woman, thinking about where to meet in the next life, and in an instant, Fu Ying's face flashed through my mind.

Does this woman love or not?

Life is full of difficulties.

After the death of Refuge, I lived a lonely life, reminiscing about my past and present lives with her every day, and wondering what would happen in the next life, of course, I could not figure it out clearly, because this was the third life and three lives of Jizo Bodhisattva.

(End of chapter)