Ten days later, a new ship based on the bilge of the Siraya fishing boat, with a deck, a boom and bamboo sails, was moored at the seashore.

The new ship was not big, but it had no problem carrying ten strong men.

Grandma Wen was more cautious than Liu Shimin, and ordered the men in the tribe to bring the helmsmen and sailors of the Han people, go to sea to test the ship first, and return safely after more than ten hours, before handing over the ship to Liu Shimin.

At this moment, it is about the middle of the morning.

The spring sun of the forty-fifth year of Wanli, through the clouds, plated the mountains and forests and beaches into warm gold, and also illuminated the cold and cold, and the bones were full of that kind of hot and numb comfort.

Zheng Haizhu gathered her sideburns in the morning breeze, looked at the vast sea, and sighed suspiciously: "Speaking, my father-in-law and General Ma have been missing for half a month, Taiwan is not far from Zhangquan and Penghu, why don't you see a ship coming from Haicheng County?" The nobleman in charge of the Weaving Bureau is gone, aren't the Futai and the county in a hurry? ”

The corners of Liu Shimin's eyes shrank, and he said suddenly: "What's strange about this, I must think that our family and Xianglin went to sea to earn some private money." ”

Zheng Haizhu said "oh", and simply continued to make a diligent and studious appearance, and said bluntly without being afraid of proportion: "I understand, maybe they themselves also have their own personal involvement or staff Zhang Luo smugglers, so they know it." Half Moon is not short, it is not long, and it is possible to enter a small island to shelter from the wind and replenish water, so they dare not mobilize the army to search for the sea patrol, for fear that the father-in-law will blame them for being ignorant and make a big disturbance so that the imperial historians know. ”

Liu Shimin turned his face and stared at Zheng Haizhu: "The girl is right, with the idea of a trader, it's right to go to see those righteous gentlemen in official uniforms." ”

After a pause, he pouted: "Well, it's not necessarily right, in our family's opinion, your Songjiang Master Huang is really a decent gentleman." Did you invite his wife to come and give you that school and be a female gentleman? ”

Zheng Haizhu nodded: "Mr. Yao is also from a famous family in Ningbo, and he is willing to go out of the house to teach as an official and benefit the younger generations of Songjiang, which is really admirable." ”

Liu Shimin smiled: "It sounds quite fresh, and it also seems that I have a prosperous and open atmosphere." When our family returns to Beijing, if the opportunity is right, talk to the prince to see if he can give the Yao family a reward like Long Live Jinyan, and your righteous school will be stable in Songjiang. ”

Zheng Haizhu hurriedly thanked him.

After a few sentences, the key information confirmed what the historical data said, Liu Shimin had no old grudge against the Donglin Party, no wonder he and the Donglin "gentlemen", including Huang Zunsu, may have joined forces to deal with Wei Zhongxian.

As he was talking, Yan Siqi, Ma Xianglin and others, escorting Li Guozhu and the patrol of the sea to the mouth, arrived.

During the previous discussion, Ma Xianglin proposed that because he didn't know whether there were Cai Feng's people on the route to Yuegang in the west, and he didn't know whether there were still hidden piles in Yuegang, so Liu Shimin would better stay on the island first, and let himself and his subordinates take the two prisoners back to Fujian first, inform the governor and the Yamen of the Governor of the matter, and report to the Beijing Master with a hurry, and then use the Weaving Bureau's own lucky boat to pick up Liu Shimin and Zheng Haizhu.

Li Guozhu's father, Li Dan, after all, had mediated in the dispute between the Ming Dynasty and foreigners in the past, and Li Guozhu, the rebel son who colluded with the Franky and murdered the internal officials and governors, should be decided by the imperial court on how to deal with it, which is more appropriate.

On Yan Siqi's side, Zheng Zhilong took the initiative to invite Ying and returned to Fujian with Ma Xianglin.

Young Lang said frankly that his family and Li Dan were world friends, and it was more powerful for him to come forward to testify against Li Guozhu, and in this way, the news spread to the Li family in Japan, and they did not dare to take revenge on Yan Siqi's people in the salt field of Daishan Island, Zhejiang.

In the sunshine, the group came to the small sampan used for ferrying, Yan Siqi patted Zheng Zhilong's shoulder, and said to Ma Xianglin: "General Ma has a good journey, my little brother, I have you to take care of it." ”

Ma Xianglin returned the salute.

He had a sense of pity for Yan Siqi for a while, and for a while he felt that he had a shallow relationship, why bother to say deeply, and when he thought about it for a while, it was always good to be cold and have no answer.

The young general suddenly caught a glimpse of Zheng Haizhu's Muramasa knife tied to his waist, and said with a smile: "Miss Zheng has calm qi in battle, she is a person who can practice, Yan Zhuangshi taught her a few tricks, and self-defense is also good." ”

Immediately thinking of a knot in his heart, he couldn't help but add: "Before the next time, Miss Meng Zheng saved her life with porcelain thunder, and sent a stainless steel chisel to express her gratitude. ”

Of course, Yan Siqi remembered the sharp weapon that opened the stone door of the treasure cave on Daishan Island.

That turmoil involved the border general Mao Wenlong, it was a secret matter, but this time, since he and Li Guozhu turned against each other, this matter will not be hidden, Yan Siqi and Zheng Haizhu discussed, and took the initiative to confess to Liu Shimin and Ma Xianglin.

Liu Shimin was already about to tie Yan Siqi to his own interests, so he showed a look of relief, and said some reassuring words such as the extenuating situation that the eastern Liaodong side would sell the army and discuss the matter again.

Listening to Ma Xianglin talk about it at this moment, Yan Siqi said aloud: "Well, Yan was fortunate to see it in Daishan, and it was a good product." ”

Zheng Haizhu's eyes flashed, and he continued: "When the eldest brother went back to help train the native soldiers in the village in close combat, I came to learn to practice. ”

But listening to Li Guozhu, who was escorted onto the boat, he sneered: "Sister Zheng, if you hadn't asked Yan Siqi to double up on incense medicine when you were in Daishan, how could you, an old man, pass through the small island of Luzon, and how could you offend the Francisnians." It is said that swords and soldiers lead to disasters, and red faces are even more disasters. ”

The black-hearted man, since he will often have no taste of the language, everyone ignores him, after saying goodbye, the boat will sail, and the village will return to the village.

Only Zheng Haizhu suddenly woke up to the fact that his appearance had indeed flapped like a butterfly's wings, changing some of the time nodes and specific content of historical events.

But if you think about it, it's inevitable. Yan Siqi already has a chivalrous and heroic spirit in his bones, and he is not tough with the Spaniards this time, and a few years later, he will also be tough with the Japanese who oppressed the Chinese in Hirado.

Regardless of whether they are first or later, they all have to come to Taiwan just now.

It is nothing more than this time and space, at least for now, Yan Siqi may obtain the status of Zheng Chenggong in advance and be officially recognized by the Ming Empire.

When everyone walked back to Siraya Village, Wen Ah Kun greeted them.

"Azhu, tea, Cheng, Guanzhi." She pointed to a thatched hut and said.

Kun's Chinese dialect always lacks adverbs and no grammar, but it can always use the most critical vocabulary to express the complete meaning.

Language reflects the mind, and Zheng Haizhu is more and more sure that Ah Kun is a very smart woman.

Liu Shimin smiled: "Ah Zhu, is it the kind of new tea that you said can take money out of foreigners' pockets, right?" Let's go, let's see. ”

On the firewood pile lit in front of the straw hut, two clay pots are hung.

The aroma of goat's milk, intertwined with another peculiar taste.

Grandma Wen, the female chief, sat on a simple wooden chair, picking up new tea from the bamboo plaque.

Just like those grandmothers who tell stories in the sun that will bring people a sense of serenity and intimacy in any time and space.

Grandma Wen raised her head and said to Zheng Haizhu: "Sure enough, the distinguished guests brought Caitou, this year's wild tea buds early, fragrant and tender, to give you such a preparation method, to be honest, I am really reluctant." ”

Zheng Haizhu smiled, thanked Grandma Wen, turned around and walked to the clay pot to observe carefully for a while, and said to Ah Kun: "Get off the fire and serve the table." ”

Kun carefully removed the clay pot, placed it on the stone table, and scooped the tea soup into the Dehua white porcelain teacup that the Han guests brought ashore.

When everyone approached, what greeted them was not the familiar turquoise or light yellow, but a brownish-red, like amber and agate.

Zheng Haizhu and Ah Kun presented tea to Grandma Wen and Liu Shimin respectively.

The two took it, and when they were still smelling the tea in the hot air, they only heard a "poof" next to them, but it was Yan Siqi, who took the tea cup to drink, and spit out the tea.

Wen Ah Kun bent his brows and frowned slightly, and soon unfolded it again, handing over the handkerchief woven by Ge linen around his waist.

Yan Siqi had been invited by Grandma Wen and Liu Shimin to have a deep talk, and the plan to take root on Taiwan Island and marry the Wen family went from momentary stunned to contemplative and contemplative, and gradually had the determination to return to the Ming Dynasty and open up the world.

In the past few days, he has also been observing Wen Ah Kun, although he can't talk about the mood of the love season, but he also feels that this future female chief of Siraya is calm and polite, and he should never treat her and her people as outsiders, condescending to despise.

Yan Siqi hurriedly took the handkerchief with both hands, wiped the tea from his beard, nodded gratefully at Ah Kun first, and then said to Zheng Haizhu: "Ah Zhu, how can this tea you make have a sweet taste, and it is still like this, wrapping your tongue like this." ”

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