The people of the Ming Dynasty had no ambitions, they had a piece of land, a house, and their wives and children were warm to the kang.

The merchants in the Ming Dynasty had some small ambitions, but they were definitely doing business around their homes. They could travel far away, but they did not want to never go home when they were away.

In the eyes of the Ming people, home is the root. If a tree has no roots, it cannot survive.

Every major migration of the Han people in Chinese history is actually a record of disasters, such as earthquakes, floods, droughts, locust plagues, plagues, wars, etc.

Who would be willing to leave their hometown, whether it is the Han people or other ethnic minorities?

But for the sake of better life, Chinese people have begun to move to places they can go since ancient times, but they still care about that home, even if there is only one thatched hut.

And on this day, people who were traveling far away came back.

This is two months after Yue Zheng led the fleet back to Nanjing. Who would care about the big men in the court's arguments? Who would care about the silk on the Jiangnan market rising by 30% again? Who would care about the small merchants cursing big merchants in front of the government's door to hoard supplies this new voyage, which affected their purchase price.

Shaanxi and northern Shaanxi are within the scope of Yan'an Prefecture, Shaanxi Dusi Jing Bianwei, and Wubao Zibai House.

There is a rule for using water here. Those water kilns are more precious than granaries. If you want to wash your face, you will be the elders and children at home. People must not pour out the water after washing it. This water can either be fed pigs or watered the ground. On the Loess Plateau, there is a loess slope, and the nearest water source is ten miles away.

The wells dug are dry for nine months a year, and there are two months of concrete water, and there is only a little water for one month.

Grain production is definitely the lowest in Shaanxi based on the cap. If it weren't for the top to replenish some grain, this ward would probably have dispersed people's hearts. But they are still the poorest in the entire Shaanxi Dusi.

"Mom, I'm back!" On the top of the earthen mountain, a man in his forties shouted loudly.

There are still only continuous loess slopes around, and there is no trace of people seeing.

After shouting, the strong man grinned and said to the woman beside him: "The family is poor. I will suffer if you follow me, but you don't listen. If you regret it, I will send you back. Whether it's going to Jiangnan or the Black Sea."

The woman next to her had blond hair, blue eyes, and was wearing a set of Ming Dynasty linen clothes. She learned Chinese carefully, but it was too difficult to understand. She could only understand simple words, which were a long string of dialects. The woman didn't understand. She just responded to a smile, then lifted the bag on her body up and reached out to pull the little boy beside her.

The eight-year-old boy had a wound on his face and refused to pull his mother and lifted his backpack. The only thing he knew was to go home and follow this strong man from the Ming Dynasty.

He thought that he would also become a strong soldier, so he asked himself to carry his luggage along the way.

Of course, it also includes the Ming Dynasty war knife made of fine steel, a Ming Dynasty war knife that is two feet and three inches long and cannot control it.

"Cut a handful of millet and bend it back..." The strong man sang at the top of his voice, strode towards his home that was still unknown.

Four years have passed, and a person who is about to be forgotten is back.

Four years ago, he got up in the middle of the night and went crazy. He slashed with a knife and then fell into a water kiln. Under the special recruitment order of the Shaanxi Dusi, he was tied up by the people of the garrison and threw it onto the horses, and then got on the boat. He followed the Wei River to Xi'an Prefecture, and then got on the boat to Luoyang City.

Finally entered Nanjing and received training in Shanglinyuan.

Four years ago, everyone thought that these people would definitely be sent to the most difficult battlefield, and even his mother didn't expect him to come back alive. She just hoped that she would not harm others like she was in a fort. If she died, she naturally hoped that the superiors would send a letter and knew that there was a missing person in the family.

Later, Baihu received many documents from the Ministry of War.

Especially during that Battle of Mobei, many soldiers and kids in the fort were transferred north, and even if they didn't go to the battlefield, they had to help transport supplies. That time, there was still no news about him, and no one knew whether he participated in the Battle of Mobei.

I went to inquire about it, but there was only one reply, and the confidential service could not be checked.

After the Battle of Mobei, another two years has been there, and it has been more than four years since the first person was sent away. The existence of this person has gradually disappeared from the fort.

But one day, the sentry patrolling the mountain heard the song, which was a song from the fort.

Looking from a distance, four figures.

Two adults, one child, and one horse. The strong man holding the horse was naked and carrying a huge bag on his shoulders. He walked and sang all the way. Suddenly the man stopped and shouted: "Mom, the three kids are back."

Bai Sanping!

A familiar and unfamiliar name popped up in the sentry's mind, and one of the soldiers rushed over. Not only was the name familiar and unfamiliar, but the person seemed to be the same person, but he looked so different. The hair was gone, only a short piece, with a smile on his face, no longer the fierce look.

The only thing that remains unchanged seems to be more scars on the body.

"Uncle San!" the young man shouted.

"Dog!" The strong man's tone became obviously excited and laughed cheerfully. The young man shouted to the back: "Come on, it's my third uncle who is back. My third uncle who is back."

The six soldiers patrolling the mountain were all running over now. Two young men carried the strong man and took the bag alone with his bag. Bai Sanping threw the woman's bag to his nephew: "This is my nephew, my eldest brother's son." After speaking in Chinese, she thought that the woman might not understand it, and then patted her head and squeezed out a few words in simple Greek.

The woman understood and smiled slightly.

The old man kept his own burden and refused to let go, although the burden was snatched away by the strong man and threw it to others.

But the knife still did not let go, even if he already understood that the young man was his brother.

Some went back to report the news, and some carried things.

Bai Sanping touched his buzz cut: "Dog, there is nothing to do with this hair. It's a big wind and waves on the sea, and it's a problem for long hair. So brothers cut their hair. You don't know, this overseas..." Bai Sanping said nothing, from Luzon to Malujia since he was a child.

When talking about the might of thousands of giant ships, the treasures on the coast of Africa, the Ming Dynasty in the Mediterranean, and the desperate struggle with the Ottomans.

The only thing I didn't say is why this woman was determined to follow her.

Almost everyone in the fort came out, and one who had left for four years and had a life or death unknown. The whole fort was a hundred households, but it was also a family.

"Boy, show your sword skills!" Bai Sanping suddenly shouted to the child, then threw a cloth bag into the air. The half-grown child screamed and inserted the scabbard into the soil with a strange cry, then drew the knife with both hands, and a cold light flashed out of the scabbard and slashed it on the cloth bag.

Hundreds of small silver ingots were scattered on the ground under one knife.

"Good knife!" Everyone in the fort can know this knife, called "Slaying Horses". On the battlefield, facing the Mongolian cavalry, the moment they inserted the scabbard to the ground and borrowed it out, the moment when they burst out, such as Bai Sanping, who could chop a horse with a horse and a person on the horse.

No one picked up the silver on the ground, and many people praised this knife. Only with this knife are the people in the castle.

"Old households, my old Bai family will add another one, remember it."

"Sanwozi..., you can do it!"

Bai Sanping grinned and said, "This is the silver, buy wine, buy meat, dig a deep well. Children, pick up the silver and enter the fort."

The women took the woman who had never seen a beautiful woman with golden hair and blue eyes to clean up her house, and when they came, they would have a place to live. The woman was very happy and kept a smile on her face, not because the castle was richer than the place she once lived in, because it was like a home and felt warm.

The men surrounded Bai Sanping and listened to him telling his experiences over the past four years.

"The Old Bai family has been in a glorious this time. Before returning from Nanjing, I heard that Master Long Sui was going to be the ancestor of the Bai family and be named the God of War. I guess in another month, the Old Bai family in Guanzhong will build a large-scale temple. For all the descendants of the Bai family who have money and work hard, before returning, I left fifty taels of silver and recorded all the names of the Bai family in our fort."

"Well, although the old Bai family in Guanzhong is not short of this little money, the descendants of the Bai family should do their best and do a good job!"

There are elders who are praising them.

The Bai family in Guanzhong is naturally the Bai family of Baiminghe. Even if it is remote and closed, I have heard of Baiminghe.

"That foreign woman?"

"That's my woman. She was rescued at the port of Izzy. She was injured a little, but she was unwilling to leave after following her. Later, the general took charge and followed me. She said that all the family members died and the Ottomans occupied the family. The blond princess of the Bai family seemed not going to fight back immediately, and she wanted to fight slowly."

The blond princess of the Bai family is naturally Angela.

"Are you leaving?" asked an old man. He said that he would not leave again after coming back. If he didn't leave, a room would be allocated in the fort, and then there would be a formal document for Dusi.

"Let's go!" Bai Sanping nodded solemnly: "Before I came back, I heard from my brothers in Fujian that the Ming Dynasty now encouraged the giving birth to dolls, but with too many dolls, there are still so many foods, so there will definitely be not enough food in the future. So there will be more people out there, and I will not be enough food in the fields. I am..."

After thinking for half a year, Bai Sanping did not say a place name, but only said: "Anyway, I still have more than 300 acres of land!" (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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