Daming Yinghua

Chapter 16
The "Yan Siqi" Mao Wenlong said was no less famous than him in the history of the late Ming Dynasty.

Yan Siqi was originally a small tailor on the coast of Fujian Province. He beat a gentry servant to death because he could not bear the humiliation. In order to avoid being captured by the government, he jumped on a sea boat and came to Hirado, Japan.

At that time, Hirado was a big port in the Far East, where many Chinese gathered. They were maritime merchants in the open, and pirates in the dark, and they were both underworld and white.Yan Siqi is skilled in martial arts, smart and capable, and soon became the backbone of the Chinese Li Dan's offshore group, wandering among various forces such as the Japanese Tokugawa Shogunate, the Ming government, and the Dutch.

Later, because the Japanese Tokugawa shogunate's attitude towards some Chinese businessmen deteriorated, Yan Siqi led his men to plan an uprising. After being discovered by the Japanese, they fled Hirado, Japan on a large ship overnight, all the way south, and landed in Bengang, east of the Penghu Islands. , settled and developed, and continued to engage in maritime trade.

Bengang is the northern part of Taiwan today, so Yan Siqi was honored as the "King of Taiwan" by later generations.

Two years ago, when Zheng Haizhu traveled to the small seaside county town of Zhangzhou, Fujian, he calculated the year and naturally inquired carefully about Yan Siqi.

At that time, both the neighbors and her only relative, her nephew Zheng Shoukuan, expressed surprise at her question, saying that of course there was such a person who made good clothes and loved to fight injustices. His whereabouts were unknown a few years ago, and the government was still searching It's been a while, why don't you remember?
Zheng Haizhu had no choice but to explain indiscriminately that after she accidentally fell off a cliff at the seaside, she was picked up by fate, but lost many memories of the past.

How could she have imagined that the ancient Miss Zheng whom her soul wore turned out to be related to Yan Siqi, and it seemed that although Miss Zheng's relatives and neighbors did not know about this matter, it was not a secret to Mao Wenlong.

What are the twists and turns in the middle?

Seeing Zheng Haizhu's complexion, Mao Wenlong's desire to control from a man's instinct succeeded, and turned into a look of complacency: "Did Miss Zheng hear you without thinking? Haha, that's right."

Zheng Haizhu changed his mind, figured out the meaning behind Mao Wenlong's words, and immediately made a half-ignorant and half-annoyed expression, and said: "General Mao, the person you mentioned was originally from Haicheng County. I worked as a tailor in the county, and ran away on business a few years ago. But what does he have to do with me! I already combed myself in my hometown, how could the self-made girl have a marriage contract with him! Why is the general so interested in becoming an old man?"

Mao Wenlong was about to tell the whole story, when he caught a glimpse of the young man surnamed Li in brocade clothes coming out of the barn and preparing to climb up the deck, he suddenly stopped talking, and said calmly, "We'll talk about it when we go to the island."

After a pause, he added: "Ms. Zheng put her heart in her stomach. I am dignified and guarded. Why bully you little girl? This time is really a coincidence. I want to take you to enjoy the blessing. I am honest with you. You say, if Brother Yan can fall in love with Lao Tzu's daughter, Lao Tzu will wake up laughing from his dream."

After he finished speaking, he stepped forward to stop the young man in brocade clothes, and greeted carelessly: "Brother Li, bring this girl two pancakes, you might call her sister-in-law from now on, don't starve her."

The young man's face was full of displeasure. He gouged Mao Wenlong, looked up and asked a sailor climbing on the mast: "Tomorrow at noon, can we go to Mount Dai?"

……

"Crash..."

The heavy iron anchor was thrown into the sea, causing a splash of water.

The iron chain on the deck was dragged rapidly and slid for a while before suddenly stagnating and stopped.

Zheng Haizhu stood on the side of the ship, his eyes gradually moved to the water surface along the suspended anchor chain.

Whether it is the time when the anchor was dropped or the faint blue color of the water surface, it shows that the water here is very deep.

Zheng Haizhu looked at the stone wall in front again. Where the seawater meets the rock, above the waterline there is lush grass and wild flowers, and below the waterline there are faintly white seashells.

Look at the huge reef not far from the stone wall, which is very smooth above the water surface.

It seems that in this season, the sun is shining at noon, but the tide is high.

"One, two, three...boom"

Amidst the neat chirps of several shirtless men on the shore, a wide springboard tilted down and rested on the deck of the bird boat.

The young man in brocade clothes surnamed Li was the first to step on the springboard, and while walking, he waved forward and shouted: "Brother!"

His demeanor was very affectionate, completely different from the cold, arrogant and disdainful person on the boat before.

Mao Wenlong estimated the width of the new springboard in front of him, leaned over and said to Zheng Haizhu: "Girl, the board is so wide, and the rope on your wrist has been untied. If you walk by yourself, you shouldn't be able to fall down, right? In front of the groom In the face of my son, I dare not carry you."

Zheng Haizhu didn't bother to pay attention to the ridicule, and stepped onto the springboard expressionlessly.

In order to reduce the fear of imbalance caused by the shaking of the board, she trotted all the way over, but failed to brake in time due to inertia, and was firmly caught on her toes by a pebble at the end, and bumped into the arms of the oncoming person.

The man was tall and burly, but his reaction was quick. With a push in time, the palm of his hand accurately grasped Zheng Haizhu's right shoulder, and held her firmly.

The one who made the move was Yan Siqi.

Mao Wenlong, who was walking behind, saw this, laughed loudly and said: "Brother Yan, I will send you a wife here, do you recognize her?"

Yan Siqi had just walked down the stone steps, and was surprised to see a woman among the people on the boat, now after listening to Mao Wenlong's words, and looking at the woman's face, after a few breaths, his heart throbbed suddenly, A look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Because of many years of struggling in the black and white rivers and lakes, the young boy in the Fujian fishing village has long since become the leader who controls the maritime trade and does not easily show his anger and anger. Yan Siqi did not lose his composure in front of his yelling subordinates. .

He calmed down for a moment, and said, "You are...Miss Ah Zhu?"

……

"Miss, the bath water is ready."

At the threshold of the stone house, a woman in a narrow-sleeved cloth shirt and wide-leg cloth trousers folded her hands at the hem of her clothes, bowed slightly, and spoke to Zheng Haizhu gently and respectfully.

The woman's name is Shi Yuelan, and she is the wife of Tang Ayuan, the manager of the private salt field in Daishan. She is decent and smart.

Today, Yuelan was paying the salt workers, when Tang Ayuan rushed over suddenly, saying that Master Yan had ordered her to take care of a female guest.

On the way, the couple had already heard a few sailors talking vulgarly, that the female guest was an old friend of the head of Yan's family.

Arriving at Yan's residence, Yan Dang's family was entertaining a group of military-looking male guests for a drink, but he left the table without hesitation, and led Yuelan to the side courtyard on the east side. Miss Cheng.

Yuelan met Zheng Haizhu face to face with some anxiety.

Unexpectedly, this noble female guest who has already spread the rumors is actually a simple woman who is not a few years younger than herself and also wears servant clothes.

His face was a bit dark, but his eyebrows were delicate and good-looking, and he spoke very kindly.

Yuelan's nervousness dissipated, and she looked at the dishes on the table, knowing that Miss Zheng had already had a snack, so she went to boil water for her.

(End of this chapter)