I am a pirate in Ming Dynasty

Boss Liu doesn't stay in the camp all the time these days. In order to contact his old friends on the road, he found several hidden lines from the past.

It is a pity that after the end of the pioneer era three years ago, the pirate group that Boss Liu belonged to has fallen into an embarrassing situation. The strength of maritime trade was severely affected by the imperial court and had to flee far away. The contact points were all deserted, not even a single person was visible.

When Boss Liu stood in front of these ruins, he could still remember the pride with which his group of seafarers galloped across the sea in the early years.

Traveling between Japan, Central Plains, and Luzon, he frequently smuggled various silks and porcelain. With the endorsement of the Folangji people, they really had smooth sailing in those years. With the support of the powerful gentry, they earned an unknown amount of silver.

After the Battle of Tuen Mun, the power of Folangji (Portugal) was forced to withdraw from the mainland, and the prosperous pirates lost a shortcut to transport goods.

Depending on the amount of Haili, the huge pirate groups had friction with each other and many wars broke out. This was also the reason why Boss Liu became discouraged and washed his hands in the golden basin.

Now I go to sea again, but I can’t find the original fleet!

After coming out of a dilapidated house again disappointed, Mr. Liu walked hard. The seafood he had eaten these days had replenished a lot of physical strength, but the days without staple food still made him a little uncomfortable.

Looking up and looking at the wilderness-like situation, Boss Liu really wanted to give himself a few slaps.

Are you coming here just for this hopeless ocean?

"No, no, I will definitely be able to find them, I will definitely be able!" Boss Liu had a look of unwillingness on his face. He had worked so hard to drag his family to the edge of this barren ocean, not because he was looking for something that made him desperate. thing.

He took out the last piece of pancake and took a few random bites. He didn't care that his dry lips were bloodshot due to the friction of the pancake. He drank two mouthfuls of water to moisten his throat and set off on the road again.

His destination was still more than ten miles away from here, and the horse was already lying on the ground and snoring deeply. After running for the past few days, the horse seemed to have lost much strength.

Fortunately, the sky was still bright, so Mr. Liu drove his horse from the ground and started on the journey again.

The camp on the shore welcomed today’s dinner. Instead of the rich fish soup puff pastry, only fish remained.

"Mom, I want to eat pancakes!" As a little girl, Liu Qiushui started to cry after taking two sips of soup.

"Hmph!" Madam Liu Zhang glared at her daughter and said, "You can't even stop your mouth from eating fish? If you have one more mouth, you won't be able to eat this fish either!"

Liu Qiushui was startled by her mother, and couldn't help but lower her head and drink the fish soup with her mouth closed.

Qin Shang looked at the thick white fish soup, his stomach churning. Although eating fish can relieve hunger, eating this stuff every day seems a bit unbearable!

When there is nothing to eat, the slightest trace of fish can make people hungry to death, but if they really eat to death every day, they will be disliked.

After taking a few sips of the soup, it felt too fishy. Qin Shang pinched his nose and finished everything in the bowl, then silently ran to the boat deck.

Seeing Qin Shang finishing so quickly, Han Zhaoxi also took a few bites and left.

The other boys were unlucky. They couldn't drink in the first place, so they were forced to squat here for a long time, looking sad.

This irritated the Liu Zhang family and three other women. Ma Li held her son Ma Dawei's ear and said: "Look at how you eat so fast. Why are you so unsatisfied and look disgusted? Why?" ?The soup your mother made doesn’t taste good?”

Ma Dawei, an honest boy, immediately became weak after being scolded. He raised the bowl and drank the entire bowl of soup like a strong man slitting his wrists.

This scene deeply shocked the other two boys. Liu Tiezhu and Xu Qingfeng drank so fast in order to avoid being 'loved' by their mother.

Mrs. Liu Zhang and Mrs. Xu Zhou looked at each other and laughed knowingly.

The space is quiet at night. The elderly and children have fallen asleep. Occasionally, there is some noise in the room of a lonely couple.

Qin Shang looked at the figure leaning against the window and felt that she had been a little silent recently, and when people have nothing to do, they tend to become more silent, and in the end they will become depressed.

"Sister, let me tell you a story!" Qin Shang raised his head, his eyes sparkling.

"What story?" Han Zhaoxi was not in a high mood, and even felt very depressed.

"Once upon a time, Nuwa patched up the sky and dropped a stone..." Qin Shang didn't remember the original Journey to the West very clearly, so he could only tell the story in his own words.

"Phew, haha, how could a monkey jump out of a stone? Haha, Brother Shang, your story is too silly." A certain girl smiled brightly, maybe she had never smiled so beautifully.

Qin Shang's head was full of black threads, and he really wanted to ignore this silly girl. He tried his best to get her to come out of the shadows, and tried his best to restore the myth of Journey to the West. This silly girl was really angry to death.

Hum hum, you silly woman, if I don't care about you, sooner or later you will die an ugly death.

After a while, holding back his anger, Qin Shang lay down directly. He was really too lazy to care about this guy. There was no way to save him.

"You actually said that monkeys can row boats across the ocean!" The girl who thought about that scene was laughing so hard that Han Zhaoxi patted Qin Shang on the back and said, "Hey, why are you so stingy? Okay, I Just joking with you."

Qin Shang was angry and didn't answer a word. He turned over and faced outside, leaving only his back to the girl.

This made Han Zhaoxi feel a little guilty. The stories she heard were indeed extremely novel, and the various fantasy scenes in them were refreshing. However, the pictures she thought of were not that good, and they always felt a bit ridiculous.

After ringing for a while, Han Zhaoxi took off his clothes and hugged Qin Shang naked: "Okay, don't be angry. It's all my sister's fault. Please stop being angry. I will definitely listen to your story attentively."

The weather in May was about to enter the hottest time of summer. Even though the sea breeze outside was slightly cool, their bodies were close together, and some heat was still generated.

For the first time, Qin Shang felt that the feeling of being held by a woman was not so good.

"Hot!" Qin Shang, a child, suddenly broke out in sweat on the top of his head just when the deficiency fire was strong.

But Han Zhaoxi just didn't let go of him, as if he was playing a prank.

ah! ! ! When it gets hot, that irritability keeps gathering in my heart.

After struggling for a while, Qin Shang finally gave up his idea and raised a surrender flag.

"I give up, sister, let me go quickly, it's too hot!"

"Hehe," the snickering voice was as sweet as an oriole, and Han Zhaoxi said with some joy on his face: "I want you to ignore me, hurry up, I want to listen to the monkey's story."

The image of a monkey who is devoted to the Tao and wants to live forever gradually becomes fuller in Qin Shang's mouth.

The monkey's fun lasted until late into the night, and ended abruptly when both of them were extremely sleepy.

In the early morning of the next day, Qin Shang woke up from his drowsiness, only to find that it was already three o'clock in the morning, and the best time to practice inner breath had long passed.

While Qin Shang was patting his head in annoyance, he began to do various exercises to stretch his body. Even if he stopped practicing his inner breath, he had to pick up other exercises.

I don't know why, but after leaving home, Qin Shang felt that his life had found a new direction.

It seems that sailing and discovering new lands are more exciting.

If I were to be the Columbus of the Ming Dynasty, would I rewrite history? The late Ming Dynasty was turbulent and the heroes were separatist. Finally, Hou Jin took advantage of the opportunity and gained control of the Han family. This lasted for three hundred years. After that, he was bombarded by artillery and opened the country again, which continued for more than a hundred years of humiliation.

If it were rewritten from now on, would everything change?

Qin Shang always harbors such fantasies in his spare time.

"Qin Shang!" When they arrived at the shore, Liu Tiezhu, Ma Dawei, and Xu Qingfeng were already waiting here. They waved to Qin Shang with all their strength.

"You won yesterday, and I must win today. My father said that my Ma family's Qing Kung is the most powerful!" Ma Dawei said, showing his fist to Liu Tiezhu.

"Tch," Liu Tiezhu directly compared the figures of the two sides, and said with some arrogance: "I could beat you yesterday, but I won't lose to you today."

Conceit is a quality possessed by the King of Children. Of course, Qin Shang is not included in this discussion. Compared with these six- or seven-year-old children, he is not even taller than their shoulders. It would be too difficult to compete with them.

The friendship between children is fragile and strong. They can run and practice together today, and they can withstand many things together tomorrow.

This is the conclusion of Qin Shang's previous life. No matter how time changes, the group of people who grew up with him, even if they are not in contact, can still create passion when they meet again.

The fight among a group of children naturally attracted the attention of several girls. The little girls Liu Qiushui, Wang Xinyu, and Wang Xinhan could only look at the figures in the distance with envy. In the eyes of rural people, girls can only learn to be female celebrities and work.

It's very realistic. If a girl can't even be a female celebrity and can't plant land, I'm afraid her husband's family will dislike her.

The culture of farming and weaving has been embedded in the bones of the Chinese nation, and the small-scale peasant economy model is the most mainstream model of this era.

But no matter how much attention was paid to digging food in the fields, more than half of the people were hungry. This was the pyramid economic structure of the feudal dynasty.

The literati are in power and are exploiting people at all levels, leaving no food for the farmers at the bottom!

There was one girl who was an exception. Han Zhaoxi was lying on the edge of the boat, looking at the little figure running below with a smile. She always felt that this child was magical, and just being close to her made her feel very safe.

He is usually not as noisy as other children, and silence seems to be his code of conduct.

But it is also full of wisdom, and she can still recall the story from yesterday endlessly.

"Monkey King!"

The murmurs were scattered in the wind.