"Swear to worship Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth, and form an alliance to become Danchi Jiangshan"
Standing in the Hongmen Incense Hall, Fang Renli looked solemn, staring at the couplets on the incense hall, and then his eyes fell on the enshrined tablet.
Whether it is the founder Hong Ying, or the five sages: Zhu Zhiyu, Gu Yanwu, Huang Zongxi, Wang Fuzhi, Fu Shan, or the five sects: Wenzong Shi Kefa, Wuzong Zheng Chenggong, Xuanzong Chen Jinnan, Da Zong Wan Yunlong, and Weizong Su Hongguang.
Without exception, they were all lofty ideals of fighting against the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty.
Hongmen... is a secret organization that fought against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty. However, in the past hundred years, this purpose has become a bit empty. New members often only seek the protection of the Hongmen. As for the anti-Qing Dynasty and the restoration of the Ming Dynasty... that is a few lifetimes.
That happened before.
For them, how many of them can remember the original intention of establishing Hongmen?
But now that we are here, a Ming Dynasty actually comes to our door.
No, Ming Dynasty came to life again.
This made everyone in Hongmen a little embarrassed.
"Hall Master Fang, you keep seeing this, what should you do?"
After Zhao Anbang, who was sitting in the hall, spoke, everyone else also turned their attention to the hall master. Facing everyone's eyes, Fang Renli thought for a while and said.
"For so many years, we have been annoyed by foreigners in their territory. Now, the warships of the Ming Dynasty have arrived. This is our warship. No matter what, we are welcoming it. Send the order and prepare to work.
Let’s go to the dock to meet the army!”
Regardless of the Ming Dynasty or the Qing Dynasty, there is no difference for these overseas wanderers. What do they long for in their hearts?
That is longing for shelter!
Just like Westerners protecting their people. Although people's mood is complicated, even if the Chinese people here have braids, it does not prevent them from welcoming the arrival of the Ming fleet with the greatest enthusiasm.
The sound of firecrackers and the gongs and drums of dancing monkeys echoed on the pier. People who came after hearing the news rushed to the pier beating gongs and drums. People from Hongmen came, and people from Tiandihui also came. As for Hongshan Hall, Xingyi
Township party halls such as the Party Hall also came. Not only did they bring a lot of fresh meat, fruits and vegetables, but they even presented labor force silver as usual.
Packs of silver coins were wrapped in red paper. On the tray held by the strong man, there were dozens of coins, at least thousands of dollars!
Faced with the labor silver sent by Li Mingkuan, the leader of Tiandihui, Meng Qingen said.
"Hall Master Li, everyone, I accept your offer, but I cannot accept the money!"
Seeing that the other party refused to accept the payment, Li Mingkuan's heart thumped, and he immediately understood that the other party was too little!
He hurriedly cupped his fists and cupped his hands.
"It makes the general laugh. It's not easy for us to make a living overseas. We don't have much money, but it's my filial piety as an officer and a soldier! Please accept it, general!"
Looking at Li Mingkuan who was barely kneeling down, Meng Qingen laughed loudly.
"Hall Master Li, you're welcome. The Ming Navy has its own military disciplines. I don't know what the rules are in the Manchu and Qing Dynasties. But in the Ming Navy, not only can money not be collected, but even the things belonging to the laborers must be compensated according to the price.
Everyone!"
What?
Now it was Li Mingkuan's turn to be dumbfounded. Before he could recover, Meng Qingen turned around and asked.
"Do you think the price of the things Hall Master Li and the others have sent is a good price?"
"Report to Commander, we have calculated it, the total is 276.25 yuan."
"It's not easy for our compatriots to make a living overseas. Calculate it at 300 yuan! The labor supplies sent by all parties will be rounded up to round numbers, so our compatriots cannot suffer a loss!"
"yes!"
money!
When the white Nanhua silver coins were counted out, Li Mingkuan and others were all dumbfounded when they looked at the silver coins. They were here to send money and things to work for the army, but why, how... they turned into officers and soldiers giving them money.
!
"General, how about this..."
Just as Li Mingkuan was staring at the silver dollar in confusion and muttering at a loss, Fang Renli, who was watching this scene from the side, suddenly knelt down and shouted with trembling hands.
"Master Wang! This is my Master Wang of the Ming Dynasty! Our people have suffered from the Tartars for hundreds of years, and have been exploited year by year for generations. The Tartars regard us as fish, but Master Wang treats us as nothing more than fish."
We, as compatriots, have Master Wang come ashore today and be able to see Master Wang Ming alive and well, and the common people will not be shaken even in death!"
For people who have long been accustomed to the exploitation of Manchu officials, even if it is just an army that does not accept military labor and pays money to buy things, it is already an army of benevolence and righteousness. At this moment, no matter what the people present said:
With the words "compatriots", I instantly identify with this "Great Ming Dynasty".
The Ming Dynasty King is here!
In the next two days, people in Singapore were all talking about "the Ming Dynasty" and Master Wang. Whenever sailors from the Ming Dynasty appeared on the street, there would always be enthusiastic people inviting them to the restaurant.
When drinking, even if they went to a stall and wanted to buy something, the vendors would just stuff things into their hands, saying "no money" repeatedly. When the sailors tried to give them money, they all hurriedly picked it up.
The picker left in a hurry.
The enthusiasm shown by these overseas travelers is unexpected.
As usual, after the news spread that the warship was open and people could visit it, the overseas Chinese were all eager to visit it. There were too many people to visit, but they only had two days. On the first day
After the visit, there was even a queue waiting there that night. In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, the visiting team had already lined up outside the pier.
When the sunset dyed the distant sea and sky red, the tour was about to end. Just like yesterday, the trumpeter on the bridge blew the trumpet. This was the notice of the end of the participation. Those who could not get on the ship all sighed.
Angrily, he said that he should have come earlier.
Looking at people's reluctant expressions, Meng Qingen said.
"My compatriots are eager to turn on the lights and extend the visiting time by another four hours tonight!"
The lights are on!
On this night, the port of Singapore was lit up by the lights of two warships. Everyone saw these two ships. Even in the Governor's Palace on the top of the mountain, people also saw the lights on the pier. In this light
, those people who came from all over the place,
"Da Ming, that is our country too!"
The old man with tears streaming down his face on the deck touched the thick barrel and while muttering to himself, he suddenly shouted.
"Do you have scissors? Do you have scissors?"
Ignoring everyone, the old man shouted.
"Cut off my braids. I am from the Ming Dynasty. I am from the Ming Dynasty. You can't keep this braid. You can't keep it..."
The old man's actions stunned the sailors on the deck who were introducing the warship to the visitors, and also stunned the visitors. They looked at each other and the braids on the back of each other's heads.
Yes, the braids are from the Qing Dynasty, what about them?
At this time, a man came over. He was holding a dagger he got from nowhere. He walked up to the old man and said.
"Grandpa, let me help you."
The braid was cut off, and the braid, which was more than a foot long, was just thrown into the sea. Everyone watching this scene fell silent.
Some people looked at the braids floating on the sea, and some looked thoughtful. Others seemed to have made up their minds, and they cut off their braids directly.
And this kind of action means a break. A break with the Qing Dynasty! This kind of break comes from their hearts, just like a wanderer who has found a home. At this moment, they go home.
"This is our Ming Dynasty's warship!"
Sitting on the side of the boat, looking at the warships lighting up the night sky, Chen Asheng held his pipe in his mouth and muttered to himself.
"We Da Ming...don't say it, this is quite easy to say!"
After taking a puff of cigarette, Chen Asheng touched the braid on the back of his head as if he remembered something. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he cut off the braid with scissors, then threw it into the sea and watched it float.
Braids on the sea, Chen Asheng said.
"From now on, we will be members of the Ming Dynasty!"
When he said this, his mood was calm, as if this was a normal thing.
