A group of indigenous men slowly emerged from the forest in the formation of wild geese.
They are generally short in stature, but their limbs exposed outside their animal skins and grass skirts are well muscled, and their dark skin glows like tung oil in the blazing sunlight.
When they got closer, Zheng Haizhu could clearly see their thick black eyebrows and a few rough white marks on their cheeks.
"Xianglin, don't fire your arrows."
Liu Shimin ordered.
At this time, more than half an hour had passed since Li Yan Siqi and the others entered the mountain. I don't know whether these natives spied on or even robbed them, or whether they came here after seeing the smoke of burning corpses on the beach.
In any case, judging from the lush forests and springs in this place, which are suitable for living and reproduction, if there were natives, they would not stop at the seven or eight strong men in front of them.
Liu Shimin then stretched out his arms outwards, exposing his chest, slowly moved in front of Ma Xianglin, leaned down toward the natives, and pointed to the large ship beside the rocks in the distance, making a capsize gesture.
Among the natives, a man with a feather tied with a hemp rope on his forehead and the strongest man shouted loudly.
"Zelaya."
"What do you mean? Let us leave?" Ma Xianglin muttered.
Zheng Haizhu behind him said: "Not necessarily. Look, the leader pointed his arrowhead towards the ground. Maybe he just informed them of the name of their tribe? Do we want to give them something to show our friendship?"
Liu Shimin nodded slightly: "Try."
Zheng Haizhu had been cleaning up the utensils that had been taken off the ship and placed them in a circle on the beach. There was even a Dehua white porcelain lotus petal tea set used by Cai Feng and a statue of Mazu that was enshrined on ships in Fujian.
At this moment, Zheng Haizhu picked out a brocade embroidered tobacco bag from the baggage he had left behind when he fled, picked up the white porcelain teapot, and walked forward.
"Azhu!" Ma Xianglin shouted.
"Let the girl go." Liu Shimin said solemnly.
Zheng Haizhu took a few steps and held the Dehua porcelain pot above his head in a gesture of offering.
The native leader said something again, and a young man next to him put down his bow and arrow and stepped forward. When he saw the teapot in Zheng Haizhu's hand, the fierce look on his face instantly disappeared, and when he took the teapot
It even showed a hint of solemnity.
What the outsiders didn't expect was that when the man returned to the leader and carefully placed the white porcelain teapot on the beach, the leader actually knelt down and bowed to the teapot while murmuring something.
Although the other warriors still maintained a defensive posture, they also sang a string of dialects along with them.
Zheng Haizhu guessed that they were worshiping gods. Most people in primitive tribes have not yet separated the gods separately. They often combine their beliefs with gods and objects. For example, there are gods in mountains and rivers, and gods in wood and rocks. The natives in front of them may think that
God in a bottle?
So whenever you see a beautiful bottle, you have to pay homage solemnly?
At this time, the native leader stood up holding the bottle, handed the bottle to his partner, walked closer to Zheng Haizhu with his hands empty, patted his chest, and repeated the three words just now: Zelaya.
This time, his frown relaxed and his mouth opened into a smile.
Zheng Haizhu also patted herself: "Ming, Ming."
The leader thought for a while, bent down and picked up a pebble, drew a few lines on the sand, and waved to Zheng Haizhu.
The woman leaned over to take a look, and saw a circle with several bars and a crooked moon.
Isn’t this just the sun and the moon?
The name of the country that Lao Zhu family gave to their country is really good. Anyone can draw the hieroglyphs.
What’s even more surprising is that this clearly shows that the natives here, the Han people who have interacted with each other, are not overseas survivors of the Tang and Song Dynasties, but merchants or fishermen from the Ming Dynasty, so they know the pronunciation of "Ming" and recognize the word "Ming".
"Character.
Zheng Haizhu nodded vigorously and handed over the beautiful embroidered tobacco bag.
The leader took it with both hands, pointed in the direction of the mountain forest, then pointed at Ma Xianglin, and made a "high" gesture and a "come with me" gesture.
Zheng Haizhu was stunned for a moment, then understood. He went back and said to Liu Shimin and Ma Xianglin: "Brother Yan and the others were probably encountered by the natives. Now the natives want us to follow them into the mountains. Please give me some instructions, father-in-law."
"Let's go and take a look." Liu Shimin said without hesitation.
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After wading through the forest and reaching a primitive village that looked quite large, everyone realized that Yan Siqi and others had not been encountered by natives, but had been caught online.
Yan Siqi and several brothers were quite embarrassed when they were taken out of the hemp rope net bag by the leader of the natives.
Zheng Zhilong was young and full of energy, but when he saw Li Guozhu gloating about his misfortune, he could not hide his anger.
But Yan Siqi scolded him: "The natives are simple and just defend themselves against outsiders. They have no bad intentions. Don't cause any trouble again."
Master Yan's powers of observation were so keen. When Zheng Haizhu and others moved from far to near, he had already discerned that except for Li Guozhu and Cai Feng's servants, everyone's hands were free, and the native leader was very polite to Liu Shimin.
Yan Siqi then stood up straight, straightened his clothes, and said to Liu Shimin and others: "We were still thinking about hunting deer, but in the end we became the prey. These natives' traps are really good."
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As he spoke, he laughed magnanimously and patted the native leader on the shoulder.
The leader also looked a little embarrassed, and immediately called to the women who were watching the excitement and brought him a basket of food.
It was filled with baked dumplings wrapped in banana leaves, steaming hot and fragrant.
Peel off the leaves and you'll find sticky light yellow millet mixed with brown beans. When you break it open again, you'll find diced red meat, which must be venison. No wonder it's so fragrant.
After fighting hard all night and drifting on the sea for a long time with their clothes on, everyone was so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, and they all wolfed down the dumplings.
Zheng Haizhu looked around while eating.
Judging from her modern geographical knowledge, this place should belong to the Tainan area of later generations.
Mainlanders vaguely refer to the Baodao aborigines as "Gaoshan Tribe". In fact, if broken down, there are dozens of ethnic groups.
Zheng Haizhu thought carefully. Since Yan Siqi, who was familiar with nautical charts and waterways, chose to land here through the Luer Waterway when leaving Penghu, then, according to common sense, the Dutch who were driven away from Penghu by the Ming Navy in history set sail.
If you seek colonies eastward, you should choose the same route.
So, isn't this the place where the Dutch will build a military fortress in a few years?
If Yan Siqi captured it first and could get the support of the imperial court, why would there be any more setbacks like Zheng Chenggong's recovery of the island?
Zheng Haizhu glanced at Yan Siqi and then at Eunuch Liu.
This opportunity is really rare. A sudden change may allow these two very capable people to cooperate.
Zheng Haizhu then said to Liu Shimin: "Father, these native women already know how to tie their hair and dress differently. The weaving methods of magnolia and bamboo baskets are not too crude. Under the fence over there
The pigs are trapped in a pen, not to mention that the leader can recognize Chinese characters, they seem to be familiar with it."
Liu Shimin nodded: "Girl, you can see carefully, but I feel that the leader here is not this strong man wearing bird feathers, but a woman."