Outside Jiading City, a group of people rushed over, and the leaders sat on the carriage, while the others were all riding horses.

The storm and sun on the sea are like a hammer waving by a blacksmith, training these surviving residents to be strong and powerful.

Gong Zifang’s old nest is in Songjiang Prefecture, and it is only a one-day journey away from Jiading, but no one has ever returned to Jiading.

Before leaving, Hou Xuanyan's words were right in his ears. "Although Suzhou is rich, he does not raise idle people, and even if Jiading is big, he will not bury waste. If he cannot succeed in this journey..." Gong Zifang did not turn back at that time, and replied loudly: "We are all buried in the sea."

It was this sentence that motivated Jiadingerlang to fight against the wind and waves on the vast sea. He used his intrigue with Zheng Zhilong, Franjiren, and Dutch people to protect the Jiangsu and Zhejiang caravans to grow and grow slowly.

In the eyes of Zhang Mingzhen, the prefect of Songjiang, these people were simply a group of lunatics, and sometimes even made him feel terrible.

Jiading City was right in front of you, and these madmen couldn't help but feel more timid in their hometown feelings, and the emotions buried in their hearts burst out instantly.

At the gate of the city, the unknown soldiers looked at these people and were a little frightened. After all, the Duke of Yue was in the city. Although the soldiers guarding the city were a little afraid, they still raised their guns to stop them in order to guard the gate and asked, "Who is it?"

Gong Zifang got off the carriage and saw that these soldiers were very young and thin, but they were very brave. They couldn't help but smile and said, "We are the ones who go home." After saying that, they took out the signboard and took it. It said that it said that Zhang Mingzhen and Gong Zifang were in the port of Songjiang Prefecture, one was light and one was a navy and the other was a pirate. The black and white roads developed together, and they frantically seized the skills of foreigners and worked together to protect the merchant ships in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. If there were foreigners and merchant ships, they would often rob and capture the foreigners for my use. So although Gong Zifang was an official pirate, they actually had backups in the navy. On land, who would admit that he was a pirate, so they had prepared military waist cards long ago.

These defenders were guarding Jiading, so they naturally knew the miserable past of this small city and the living people were now at the port of Songjiang. The one they lived in now might be their former residence. After reading the waist sign, they looked respectful and said, "Sir, please come in."

In the Xu Mansion, Hou Xuanyan tried this person who was really talented and learned in a few words. His father had high hopes for him and said that he must be proud of his ancestors. After taking a few of the words, it became the current name.

Yao Yiyao was fond of books and studied Chinese studies hard in his early years. He started to speak of classics, history, poetry, songs and essays. Later, he felt that he had a bottleneck of learning. Because he was on the coast of Jiangnan, he accidentally came into contact with Western culture and immediately discovered a new world. Although he was a little cynical, he was extremely intelligent and soon learned Chinese and Western culture.

Hou Xuanyan relied on some knowledge in his previous life to answer a few words with him, and actually found that this guy had many big views ahead.

Hou Xuanyan soon felt like he had a treasure. He threw the others aside and pulled Yao Yiyao to have a long talk.

"The barrel of this kind of artillery cannon has been lengthened so that it can shoot farther. I once heard that the Red-haired Fan cannon can shoot three hundred feet away. Especially when it is installed on the ship, the enemy ship is shot to pieces before it gets close. Such a powerful weapon will inevitably replace the Franchise in the future."

Hou Xuanyan nodded and said, "Who said that, the Fran cannon also has its own advantages."

When Yao Yiyao saw that the Duke had also studied these things, he became more excited and said with a smile: "The Duke said it well. The Fran machine cannon was first introduced to our Ming Dynasty. The biggest advantage of the general cannon and the mother cannon we invented was the fast speed of fire."

Before I knew it, it was noon. County Magistrate Liu Wenbing said, "Duke, it's getting late. Should I talk about it after I have eaten at the county government?"

Hou Xuanyan was listening to Yao Yiyao explaining to himself the advantages and disadvantages of the Red-haired Cannon and the Fran machine cannon, and he heard this and said, "Okay, we will meet friends today, and we will not get drunk."

Yao Yiyao was even happier when he saw the most powerful Duke of the dynasty that year, admired his talents. He had been scolded by his family for putting on the good path and not leaving, and had to study some strange tricks and tricks. If reading is not a material, it would be fine, but this person is a rare genius in his study. His family was even more angry at him and did not fight. Even the lady who has always been gentle and charming sometimes could not help but complain.

This time, Gong Zifang brought a total of 100 people and went straight to the county government office. He happened to catch up with Hou Xuanyan and others who were heading towards the county government office.

Gong Zifang's eyes turned red and he smiled and said, "Master Hou, you have to take care of the food this time. We all come hungry when we open our mouths."

Hou Xuanyan met an old friend today, and got the genius Yao Yiyao, and was in a good mood. He laughed and scolded: "You are more intelligent than Dahuang, and you are just picking some money to get some free meals."

眼见前面一个小孩,目光炯炯地望着自己,挺胸抬头表现欲十足.侯玄演认得是爱哭的张浩,曾经因为爱哭,被自己胖揍一顿,一脚踹在地上,还扇了几个巴掌.侯玄演故意逗他,笑道:“这黑小子有点脸熟,你叫什么来着?”

"Big Young Master, my name is Zhang Hao!"

Hou Xuanyan laughed and said, "I remember it, I like the one who cried."

Zhang Hao's face turned red and he said with his neck stammering, "Mr. Hou, I have never cried since that day. If you don't believe me, please ask Uncle Gong San."

Gong Zifang smiled sinisterly and said, "Yes, why do I often see you crying? Yesterday I saw you wipe your nose."

Zhang Haobo was furious, with a look of grievance, and tears as big as beans were spinning in his eyes, but he refused to squeeze it out.

Hou Xuanyan and Gong Zifang laughed at each other. Hou Xuanyan stepped forward and hugged his thin shoulders and said, "Relaxed may not be a hero. A good man can cry, but he cannot be weak. Do you know?"

When Zhang Hao heard this, he was as if he was given a general amnesty, he cried loudly and said, "Uncle Gong San is not a good person, he likes to brag and lie."

Xu Yuanbao cursed: "Gengguangguang, it's so noisy, let's go in and have a meal soon."

Of course, one hundred people couldn't sit still. The county yamen was crowded with tables, and even the backyard was filled with tables.

Fortunately, these people are not picky people. Halfway through eating, Hou Xuanyan said seriously: "Mr. Liu has already collected the remains of the dead and buried them in the bamboo forest in Houshan. Tomorrow we will go to the bamboo forest to worship the dead. You can clean up and go together."

When everyone heard that County Magistrate Liu had built a cemetery in the bamboo forest, Gong Zifang immediately stood up and bowed deeply.

Liu Wenbing hurriedly stood up, helped him up, and said, "All my relatives and relatives are all righteous men in the anti-Qing Dynasty and died on the wall of the resistance. It is a blessing for Liu to be able to retain bones for the righteous men."
Chapter completed!