The fleet had sailed to Xiaoliuqiu and saw a wooden house appearing on the shore. Everyone tacitly pretended not to see it.

In order to prevent the harassment of Japanese pirates in the early Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang simply moved all the people on the island to the mainland, but to this day, those who smuggled out have gradually become climate.

In the telescope, a group of people ran out of the wooden houses. They pointed at the fleet and exclaimed, then turned around and entered the house, and soon came out with their bags and began to run away.

Fang Xing put down his telescope and frowned and said, "Put on the boat, I will go ashore."

Fu Xian was worried about Fang Xing's safety and said, "Bo Ye, many of the fertile fields in Fu/* are in the hands of the temple. The people have no land and can only escape. But Fu/* has many mountains, and most of the people flee overseas... First of all, Xiao Liuqiu, and secondly, the area in Luzon..."

Fu/*From the Five Dynasties, it has been a paradise for temples. It was still prosperous during the Song Dynasty. There were more than 1,000 temples in Fuzhou Prefecture alone.

Moreover, these temples are built in magnificently with many monks and nuns, which is the best in the country. The temples occupy a long history, so there are waves of Sanskrit sounds on this land, but many people have no place to plant and have to flee overseas to seek survival.

Fang Xing's eyes moved slightly and said, "Taoist lives in seclusion in prosperous times, and comes out of the mountains to save the world in troubled times..."

Fu Xian patted the boat and said, "Your Majesty's words are right. Before, the official invited Taoist priests to come to his house to do rituals, that is, a few meals, and any amount of them are given. Then the Taoist priest went back to the mountain and never came down on weekdays. He was such a great priest!"

Fang Xing nodded, and then ignored Fu Xian's advice and called Xiao Guwei, and a soldier from the small flag team and servants boarded the ship.

The boat was docked, but the small village on the shore was empty, and even the dog ran away with the owner.

Fang Xing adapted to the land and said, "Go and have a look."

So the soldiers went door to door to check, but in the end they couldn't find anyone.

Fang Xing frowned and looked at the messy village like a Japanese entering a village, and said, "I asked someone to go and call me, and I said we are here to comfort me. If they live here, even if someone bullies them in the future, the navy will make the decision for them."

So the boat went back again and found a few lucky crew members on the boat to shout.

The crew members were shouting with earthen trumpets. Fang Xing stood in the village, looking at the living equipment made by the villagers themselves, and said, "We Han people can survive wherever they go, no matter how difficult it is, this is a clear proof."

Xiao Guwei sent everyone out to protect the crew members who were shouting. At this moment, he was staring at the jungle in the distance and said, "Brother, the older generation said they were only bitter before, eating leaves and soil."

Fang Xing nodded: "Yes, that's why we don't know how to expand outward and find a land to survive, and live a closed life. It would be strange if that life lasts for a long time!"

After shouting for a long time, he still didn't respond. Fang Xing asked someone to get a tent and decided to fight a protracted war.

"Brother, why don't you get on the boat and the lower lords are here to take charge."

Xiao Guwei advised with a smile on his face.

“This is not good.”

Fang Xing sat on a somewhat rough wooden chair and said, "If I don't know, they won't believe it. This is concerned about the development of Xiao Liuqiu in the future, so we can't ignore it."

In Fang Xing’s vision, Xiao Liuqiu should be developed slowly in the future, and the people here are very important at this time, and their experience is very important.

There was also a soldier from a hundred houses who came with the tent. Fang Xing had no choice but to let them stay away and not scare the people.

"They must be watching. The past experience tells them that the government's words are not trustworthy, so they put away all your murderous aura."

The Black Thorn's soldiers are all murderers, and they have not changed at all even now.

"Everyone smiles, laugh!"

Xiao Guwei was the first to take the lead and laughed. Fang Xing frowned and said, "This is a slight smile, it looks creepy. Forget it, you should do whatever you want!"

...

In the early morning, Fang Xing was awakened.

By the time he left the tent, a thin man had been taken outside the tent.

"Brother, this man just sneaked back to get things, but was taken by his brothers."

"Take a shit! Loosen!"

Fang Xing yawned and said, "Don't be afraid, we are not here to arrest people, and no one will come to arrest you in the future."

The man was stunned for a moment, his hands were tied, and then he knelt down and asked, "Dare you ask who is it?"

"rude!"

Xiao Guwei shouted, and then he woke up after getting it.

Fang Xing kicked him away, then went over to loosen the man himself, and said, "I, Fang Xing, have a title of Xing and Bo in the court."

"Is it my uncle?"

The man was a little excited, Fang Xing pressed his hands and said, "I said I didn't catch you, and I won't catch you in the future. Japan is gone, so I can't stop it!"

This resonated with the man, and he complained: "A few years ago, there were officers and soldiers here to arrest people, and they all moved back to their hometowns, but the young people came out only after they could not survive their hometowns."

Fang Xing glanced at Xiao Guwei in disappointment and said, "Call someone to get a bowl of noodles to warm up this brother's body."

After driving Xiao Guwei away, the man dared to tell the truth: "Brother, we were not afraid when Eunuch Zheng went to sea before, but we couldn't see the fleet in the past two years. Everyone was worried that it would change again and would bring us back to our hometown. Boru, our hometown really can't survive! There is no land!

Why!

Fang Xing helped the man who had knelt down again, feeling heavy in his heart.

“It won’t change any more.”

Fang Xing said solemnly: "Go and let them come back, Ben Bo guarantees that the Ming Dynasty will not give up on the sea again, and will never!

Tears instantly slid off the man's thin black face. He hurriedly wiped it away and smiled apologized: "I'm so happy, I'm sorry, I'll go and call them now, go right away."

No one dares to pretend to be a uncle, and even worse, the people in the government dare not. This is the deep-rooted concept of hierarchy that gives men confidence.

"Master, do you want to send someone to see it?"

“No need.”

Fang Xing knew the thoughts of ordinary people: they were unwilling to leave their hometowns, and they were grateful if they had the opportunity to live a stable life.

Sure enough, at dawn that day, fires lit up in the distance, and those fires slowly came towards this side.

"Have the porridge been cooked?"

After the man left, he woke up and asked someone to cook a large pot of meat porridge.

"Master, it's cooked."

The servants have already drunk the meat porridge and it looks pretty good.

"Welcome with me."

Fang Xing first met with the torches. When he saw the torches, he also saw the men, women, young and old.

The panicked faces made Fang Xing feel sad. He bowed and said, "I guess you already know what you said before, so go home."

An old man walked out and looked at the servant behind Fang Xing with vigilance. He suddenly knelt down, "Dare you ask me, Your Majesty is now kind?"

Fang Xing wanted to help him up, but when he heard this, he said, "Your Majesty is a benevolent monarch today, and all the people in the Central Plains are happy and encouraged."

The old man asked again: "Master, can you ask if the Mongols and Yuan people in the north are still raging?"

This is a person who has read books. Fang Xing said solemnly: "I can teach you how many times the late emperor's northern expeditions in the year of Yongle, the Mongols and Yuan people have been destroyed, and the Ming Dynasty has no more great enemies in the north, and has already lived and worked in peace!"

The old man kowtowed to the west and said, "It's so peaceful! It's so peaceful! Your Majesty is wise!"

Fang Xing avoided it, and saw those people kowtowing, his heart moved slightly. After they got up, he asked, "Listen to your accents that smelled the north, why is this?"

The old man said seriously: "The little Fu Jusheng has met Master."

Fang Xing nodded, and the old man said, "The young man was originally from the north, but a craftsman. Later, he was summoned to Fujian to do work, and got married and had children here. Later..."

The old man's face was a little dark and said, "Shangguan's exploitation was too much. The young man could not support his wife and children, so he took them with him. Some fellow villagers from the north ventured out to sea together. They were lucky enough to die and settled their home here. In the future, the young man would naturally be willing to pay taxes, but he just begs uncle not to take us back."

"Are you afraid that your descendants will still have to be registered as a craftsman?"

Fang Xing pointed out the old man's concern, and then the old man nodded with a dead face.

The craftsmen are generally as miserable as the military households before, and they are extremely miserable. As long as they are still normal people, they are not willing to do it.
Chapter completed!