After four years of fighting, Hou Jie cleared away the savages on the far island. The savages who first followed him have now matured. Some of the smart ones can even speak Tang Mandarin and walk through the streets of Naihe Prefecture wearing blue clothes and hats.
In the small city, there were only a few vendors carrying bananas or fruits shouting feebly. Swarms of flies were flying around the harbor, and even where the fish were being killed, there were flies forming dark clouds.
There was a cushion on the elephant's back, and a driver kept patting the elephant's head with his hand, directing it to move left or right. No matter whether he rolled the trunk with his trunk or dragged a tall mountain of firewood behind him, he could not make this move.
An elegant life changes the pace of your progress.
The forest is being cut down continuously. There are too many trees on this island. Scenes of people and plants competing for land can be seen everywhere. Smoke is billowing deep in the forest. It is the newly arrived residents who are setting fire to the land.
Development must be carried out soon after burning, otherwise it will not take long for the plant seeds to germinate, and after a few months they will become little different from before.
Hou Jie sat in the patio of his home and looked up at the sky in the four corners and secretly worried. The damn rainy season is coming. At this time of year, the Tianhe River is like a bank bursting with rainwater pouring down like crazy.
The rain here is so heavy that you can't even tell whether it is raining or splashing water. In the hot and humid weather, everything will become moldy. The pirates in the prison will also become moldy and hairy during the rainy season. They want to live.
Coming out of the dark dungeon is almost a luxury.
The rule of Far Island is cruel. At least at this time, Hou Jie believes that necessary means of suppression are indispensable. Only death and ferocity can make those rebellious sea men subdue.
The forest of dead bones on Crab Island ensures that there are no pirates in the entire bay, so the dungeon on the far island is the Palace of Hell where life is sought. This is common sense that people who make a living at sea must have.
As long as the sea is dry, pirates will continue. This is indeed a wise saying. After Yun Ye swept the sea on a large scale, the sea calmed down for more than a year. Many small groups of pirates lifted their ships ashore when the wind was strong.
Once the noise died down, they would resume their old business, for no other reason than that the sea was filled with all kinds of fat sheep.
There are very few pirates on the far island, because it is too far away and the canoes of the savages cannot go far and can only circle in the offshore. Catching the savages is not very useful. They can do nothing but capture the Tang Dynasty.
Only pirates from the Japanese Kingdom, and even Goryeo, Baekje, and Silla who were exiled on the sea could come in handy. There were countless jobs in the distant islands that needed someone to do them.
Naturally, there is Naihe Bridge on Naihe Prefecture. After crossing Naihe Bridge, you will not be able to return to your hometown in this life. The bridge is filled with various soul-departing songs and farewell poems. Those in the family who have committed serious crimes will usually be sent here. These wealthy young men
From the prosperous place of Chang'an to this primitive place, there is an endless stream of people who commit suicide.
After Hou Jie saw this scene, he strictly prohibited the nobles of Chang'an from sending their criminals to the distant islands. These people were weak-willed and could only live in a dream and die in a dream, and were of no use to the distant islands.
There are 300,000 people on the entire island, which sounds like a lot. After they disperse into the distant islands, there is not a trace of a person for a hundred miles. This island is too big. If there is something missing on the island, Hou Jie
There will definitely be a cry for lack of people!
There is no one to mine the very high-quality copper mines. Gold can be mined in small streams, and there is no one to mine it. The only thing missing in this geomantic treasure land is people. There is a lack of available people.
The best place to build on this island is the Yun family's manor. From the beginning, the people who came to the Yun family were not criminals, but a group of ambitious pioneers, and these people would be rotated every three years.
, Hou Jie has never figured out why everyone who comes to the Yun family seems to be very energetic, and they don't scream even if they are very tired every day.
Now, a stone manor on that beautiful hillside has begun to take shape, and it continues to grow taller every day. It is now a full three feet tall, and those people still have no plans to stop.
This manor is very huge. It is more like a small city than a manor. After Hou Jie went to talk to the stewards of the Yun family, he realized that these people were craftsmen and not from the Yun family at all.
This place is just for making money. We have already received a settling-in allowance of one hundred silver coins per person. As long as we work here for three years, we can still get one hundred silver coins back. Working there is not work, let alone such a high price.
Wage, so what if it means risking your life.
Force and high pressure cannot bring about efficiency. On the contrary, as long as this place is built well, future talents will not have the thought of being abandoned. After the manager laboriously told Hou Jie the original words of Mr. Hou, Hou Jie regretted his stupid move.
The more elite they are, the more they need to exercise purposefully. They cannot be allowed to hide at home and enjoy the blood and sweat of others. This is what Hou Jie has realized. Every one of the stewards here in the Yun family can be called an outstanding person. Only on the far island
After three years, he will be assigned to be a supervisor in each caravan or industry. Hou Jie believes that the Hou family must learn this.
The rain poured down as expected. There was no wind, only rain. Crocodiles and pythons in rivers and lakes began to appear. A python seven to eight feet long can swallow a goat in one bite. Ancient trees can even be seen during lightning and thunder.
The giant pythons wrapped around the sky are trying hard to raise their heads to the sky. They seem to be very eager to be killed by lightning.
Many people said that thunder and lightning could not kill the giant python. They took the opportunity to break free from the skin and transformed into a dragon and flew up to the sky. Hou Jie knew that this was all nonsense. He had seen the tattered giant python that was struck by lightning more than once.
Corpse.
Every rainy season is a counterattack by nature against humans. Various plants grow wildly at this time, and beds that have been slept on for many years may sprout new shoots in a certain rainy season.
Wasp was sailing in the heavy rain with difficulty in the boat. The four-month voyage had already made him get along well with the sailors on the boat. When he saw the rain, his first reaction was the same as everyone else's. He took off his clothes and put on his clothes.
He rushed to the deck with a wooden basin and was finally able to take a refreshing bath. His body had long been soaked with salt and alkali from wandering on the sea for a long time. If he didn't take a good bath, Wasp felt that sooner or later he would become a pickle.
Meat.
What missions are he still thinking about at this time, and whether someone will establish a base overseas to plot against the Tang Dynasty. This idea has completely disappeared two months after he went to sea. If anyone dares to say anything to him at this time,
Worrying about the language of rebellion, he will spit in this person's face.
It was only then that he realized that the words and notes of the boat bosses on the dock were so clever. He should buy a book on the dock, then find a jail for two years, and finally copy some contents from the book and send it to him. That's fine. Even if the Yun family and the Hou family built the far island into a Chang'an city, Huang Weng wouldn't see any point in it - it's too far away.
If the wasp's eyes could penetrate those dark clouds, he would see a woman with a scar on her face telling a story to a five or six-year-old child on a remote island.
"Legend has it that the Yamata-no-Orochi has eight heads, one tail, eyes as bright as "physalis", its back is covered with moss and trees, its abdomen is ulcerated and bleeding, and there are often rain clouds floating above its head. His body is as huge as nine mountain peaks and nine valleys, and he likes drinking very much...
Such a powerful mythical beast was coaxed by Susano-o with alcohol just because he liked drinking. In the end, his head was pitifully cut off, and he could only become a demon, crying in the wind and rain every night."
The conversation between mother and child was very strange. It was obviously a myth from the Japanese country, but the woman and the child were communicating in the language of the Tang Dynasty. The child was also wearing the clothes of a child of the Tang Dynasty. The woman heard the child patting his chest and assuring himself After saying that she would never drink secretly again from now on, the woman smiled, kissed the child affectionately on the face, and let him go out to play.
He stood up by himself, leaned on the railing and looked at the busy pirates on the harbor, showing a satisfied look. As the king of the ocean, his rule is effective. Even the most barbaric pirate king must kneel down when he sees him. Kneel down, otherwise death awaits him. The Queen of the Ocean is the supreme ruler of this sea area.
The Turks are already raging not far away, and the remnants of the Roman Empire are trying hard to resist. However, judging from their situation, it seems not good. Those Romans have long lost the bravery and wisdom of their ancestors.
The woman was walking on the steps with a light veil. This narrow sea area was simply a blessed land given to her by God. The Gate of Tears, what a beautiful name, but the red algae that flooded every year would make it turn red in a short time. People He also called it the Red Sea.
No matter what it is called, Gaoyangzi doesn't care, because she has to call this sea whatever she likes. The narrow strait gateway is enough so that she doesn't have to worry too much about other people's raids. Now she owns more than 500 warships and 30,000 warships. There are many fierce pirates, and she feels that she can fight anyone she meets.
The Romans have reached out to themselves for help, hoping to obtain magical fire oil from his hands, so that they can use the fire from hell to resist the ferocious Turks.
Gaoyangzi does not sympathize with the Romans. Only their accelerated decline can provide her with enough pirates. Only when her power reaches an unprecedented scale can she return to the South China Sea with her son in a show of glory, even if it is brutal. Yun Ye must also give way to three points under his huge power.
Only in this way can his son become the king of Japan, and only in this way can his son become the king of the ocean.
However, she also knew very well that this was just a dream. The powerful Tang Empire could not give her this opportunity. That stubborn and proud country could not bow to her obediently like the Roman Empire after losing all its warships. Yun Ye's cunning and fierceness still always appear in her dreams.
The reason why he named his child Yunhai was because he hoped that one day the worst thing would happen, and Yun Ye would let the child go for the sake of his own painstaking efforts. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature for more novel updates. Good to update faster!)