Chapter 38 Wang Jiu's Story

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Taiwan Island is beautiful in late summer. The green forest extends from the foothills to the seaside. The winding river flows from the distant horizon. The grass on the river bank is dotted with some brightly colored wild flowers.

The breeze blows on the face, bringing the salty freshness of the sea water and the fragrance of wild flowers.

Qin Hao lies on the river bank, his bare feet swaying in the clear flowing river, creating small ripples. The warm sunshine shines on his face, making him sleepy.

A majestic war horse snorts comfortably beside him, licking Qin Hao's face with its wet tongue from time to time.

Qin Hao obviously doesn't like this friendly greeting, so he kicks it and drives it to its real owner.

Although the temperature was only 20 degrees, Qin Hao still felt a burst of heat under the midday sun: "Go, find Wang Jiu!"

The soldier who was called answered and went to find someone.

Originally, Qin Hao only planned to take the cavalry soldiers with him when he set out, so that he would be hidden along the way. But he found himself lost not long after he set out. Fortunately, some of the soldiers remembered to go back, otherwise he would have died before he was born.

After thinking it over, he decided to find a local to lead the way, so he asked Zhuge Xuan to find someone.

This Wang Jiu was the person he found. When he heard that Qin Hao was going north, he volunteered to sign up.

In view of his identity as a mountain barbarian, Zhuge Xuan first tested him and found that he did have a better understanding of the situation in Taiwan Island, and no one among the Han people was familiar with the way to the north, so he recommended him to Qin Hao.

There was nothing wrong with taking him along the way, and he might be able to find beautiful scenery to rest and enjoy.

Wang Jiu had been waiting not far away. When he heard the adults calling him, he hurried over, followed by a hunting dog, which was all black and looked docile.

Qin Hao, who had a lot to say, swallowed the words back when he saw Wang Jiu, fearing that he would not understand what he said, so he said in a long and short way: "Where are we now?" Qin Hao said while shaking the "map" in his hand.

This was a quick sketch by Zhuge Xuan before the second departure. There was a general route to the northern end of Taiwan Island. Qin Hao took it with him because it was well drawn.

"My Lord." Wang Jiu looked at this map and felt it was magical. He scratched his head and looked at it for a long time before he understood it a little. Pointing to a certain area on the map, he said, "Here, the direction should be correct. We should be here in a day."

Seeing his hesitant tone, Qin Hao did not hold much hope. He just followed him. Fortunately, he spoke Chinese well and there was no problem in communication. Otherwise, he would have a headache along the way.

Taiwan Island is full of rivers, and you can encounter one every few miles. At noon, the troops encountered such a small river again. This time it was not as easy to cross the river as before. It took a lot of effort for several baggage carts to cross the river.

Although the river water was just above the knee, the silt on the riverbed was very thick. Once the heavy vehicles got stuck, it would be difficult to pull them out.

Qin Hao asked people to check along both sides of the river. The results showed that the river was very long and there was no end in sight, so it was impossible to bypass it.

In desperation, the soldiers had to unload the things on the carts first, and then gather several draft horses to one cart, and then they pulled the five carts across the river one by one.

After the vehicles crossed the river, the items were loaded on the carts, and the draft horses were harnessed back to the carts. After people shouted and horses neighed, an hour had passed.

The soldiers were a little tired after walking for a whole morning and crossing the river, but they were all elite soldiers on the battlefield, so they could still overcome this difficulty.

But Qin Hao couldn't bear to leave. Looking at the scorching sun in the sky, it was the strongest moment, so he asked Wang Jiu to find a shady place to rest and have lunch.

Although ordinary people have had the habit of three meals a day since the Song Dynasty, this was a prosperous era with food and money. Now it is the late Ming Dynasty and it happens to be a rare small glacier in hundreds of years. The crops planted were either seized by bandits or destroyed by droughts and floods. Ordinary people were lucky to have one meal a day, and they couldn't have a second meal.

Qin Hao drank boiled water boiled with clean spring water and chewed the crisp deer jerky, eating with relish.

After a few bites, he clearly felt the reaction of his body. Looking at his crotch, Qin Hao smiled lightly a few times, secretly satisfied with the system's transformation benefits, which made him grow a few centimeters for no reason.

This person, especially a man, doesn't he only care about his own little things? Qin Hao is the same. With the money, he wants to go to Jiangnan like Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty. He has no other ideas, just to appreciate the scenery of the motherland.

Just when Qin Hao was immersed in the beauty of Jiangnan, a sudden voice shocked him back to reality. He was about to curse, but found that it was Wang Jiu who wanted to approach Qin Hao and was stopped by the guards around him.

Not knowing what he was going to do, he called him to his side and asked, "Why are you running here instead of eating food over there?"

"Sir, I have something to report."

The relationship between the common people and Zhuge Xuan and others and Qin Hao was different, so the officials called him "Your Highness" and the common people like Wang Jiu called him "Sir" to show the closeness.

"What's the matter?"

"Sir, I was not from Zhulin Village before, but the chief of a tribe in the mountains. Later, I saw that the Han people got more food from farming, so I had an idea to gather the tribe to go down the mountain to farm, and I also married a Han woman."

Qin Hao knew all of what he said, and even knew that Wang Jiu had a 3-year-old son. Before taking him on the road, all this information was checked out, for fear that he would have any problems.

Qin Hao had no grudges about his identity. He had said long ago: As long as they are the people under his rule, willing to obey his laws and follow his orders, regardless of whether they are Chinese or foreigners, they will be treated equally.

Wang Jiu even persuaded many mountain people of various ethnic groups to come down to farm, which provided great help to Zhuge Xuan's work.

"I know all of this, please continue." Qin Hao knew that what he was going to say was not that simple. He must have some special experience, otherwise he would not have volunteered to act as a guide.

"Actually, I didn't originally live on that mountain. My tribe is on the northern end of this island, which is where the team is going to tonight. We have been cultivating there for generations.

A few years ago, a red-haired ghost suddenly visited our tribe. At that time, I was not the chief. The old chief warmly entertained him, but he took out a lot of food and salt.

He said that if we attack other tribes, these things will belong to us. But more than a dozen of our tribes have been living together. Although there are conflicts from time to time, we live in peace. We don't want to cause trouble, so the chief angrily coaxed him away."

Speaking of this, Wang Jiu sighed deeply, and tears welled up in his eyes, as if he remembered the past that he couldn't bear to look back on.

"Not long after, did that man lead other tribes to attack you?"

"Yeah" Wang Jiu was surprised, not knowing why the adults knew, and he didn't hide his sobs and said: "It was only a few days later that people from other tribes fled to us, saying that they were attacked by the nearby Hava tribe. The Hava tribe is a relatively large tribe in our area. Except for the fact that they don't communicate with us on weekdays, they didn't do anything strange before.

The chief didn't believe it, so he took a few people to check that night. No one thought that the tribe was attacked by the Hava tribe that night.

For a while, no one reacted, and many people were killed. Later, when I led people to resist, I found that their weapons were very good, not what they used for hunting before. There were many iron weapons such as long swords and long spears. We couldn't beat them at all."

Speaking of this, he lowered his head in shame, and his tears could not be wiped away no matter how hard he tried.

From the moment he heard Wang Jiu's story, Qin Hao knew the result. This was a common trick used by European colonists. They used benefits to lure different tribes to kill each other, so that they could reap the benefits. It was a pity that innocent people from the tribe suffered in vain.

"You mean, that area is not safe now."

"Well, as long as they are not from their tribe, they will kill anyone they see, even the elderly and children."

Qin Hao tilted his head and glanced at him, and asked, "Then why do you want to go back?"

"I have a younger brother. He got separated when I escaped. I want to go back and see him again."

"I know. If your brother is still alive, I will bring him back."

After Qin Hao's permission, Wang Jiu knelt on the ground happily and kowtowed to thank him. He knew the strength of the adults and soldiers. Even if the Hawa tribe was equipped with iron knives, they would not be opponents. It would be a piece of cake to deal with them.

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