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Chapter 554 Martial Spirit

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    In the early morning, Bi Da opened his eyes with some discomfort, and then felt the warmth in his arms, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

    I actually have a wife?

    We are all poor, and the six brothers in the family can barely survive without starving to death.

    The daughter-in-law in her arms is called Ruan Erniang, and she was caught by lot the day before yesterday.

    "Husband Jun"

    Listening to his wife's non-standard words, Bi Da felt hot in his heart, but he just thought about having to practice today, so he reluctantly held it back.

    The couple got up and washed up, and then Ruan Erniang made porridge and mixed it with wild vegetables.

    ??Bida watched his wife working happily, feeling that if he could have a child, he would have no regrets.

    The rice grains and all the furniture were provided by the Chief Secretary at a very low price, and there was no need to pay now and there was no interest.

    "When I plant those dozens of acres of land, this little money will be nothing!"

    After a simple breakfast, Bi Dalian gestured and talked, telling his wife that he was going to practice and let her rest at home.

    But Ruan Erniang pointed in the direction of her own field and shook her head to indicate that she wanted to go to the field.

    What a wonderful wife!

    Bi Da couldn't help but smacked his wife on the face, and then went to the village's farm with a smile.

    Ruan Erniang¡¯s face was a little red, and she felt sweet in her heart.

    Since there are many boys and girls in Cochin, many women can only be other people's concubines, or they will be alone all their lives.

    An order from the Chief Secretary of Cochin mobilized thousands of unmarried women, and Ruan Erniang was one of them.

    At first, these women were afraid of being beaten by their husbands from the Central Plains, but within two days, the men from the Central Plains became good husbands and good men in the mouths of these women.

    These immigrants all live in clusters, with one hundred households in each village.

    There is a large dam just in front of the settlement, which was just leveled yesterday.

    When Bi Da arrived at Changba, a hundred men were present.

    "Bida, is your wife diligent?" Ma Erbao, whom she had become familiar with during the migration, asked with a playful smile.

    Bi Da said a little coyly: "Diligent, everyone in the family and field is a good person, no worse than me."

    Ma Erbao said happily: "No, my daughter-in-law is also able to take care of the house. I don't have to worry about the little things at home."

    Hearing this, Bi Da warned: "Uncle Xinghe said that you are not allowed to beat your wife for no reason, otherwise you will rush back to the Central Plains."

    Ma Erbao glared and said: "Such a good wife, I'm not crazy, why would I beat her!"

    "That's okay." Bi Damai said happily: "I still have two younger brothers at home who don't have wives. I'll go to the Yamen to ask later to see if there are any more people here."

    "Everyone, stand still and line up according to height!"

    At this time, the village chief Ding Qing came out. He looked at the villagers in groups, walked to the front and gave orders.

    In such a village, each village has a veteran who voluntarily stayed and settled in Cochin.

    These veterans are all village chiefs, and during the war they were officials of hundreds of households.

    Ding Qing is a veteran who voluntarily stayed, so he can choose his wife during the allocation, instead of drawing lots like immigrants.

    "Stand still!"

    Ding Qing used a small stick to beat a few guys with playful faces, and then started training.

    As a farmer, Bi Da had never experienced such disciplined pace practice.  But he is physically strong, so he is not afraid.

    This is a training method handed down by the Jubaoshan Guards. Ding Qing himself is a little unfamiliar with it and spent the whole night at home trying to figure it out.

    After practicing the boring goose step for half an hour, Ding Qing asked someone to bring a lot of spears.

    Fang Xing didn¡¯t think these farmers could become martial arts masters, so he simply chose the spear formation.

    "Ten people in a row, follow me and stab."

    "kill!"

    "kill!"

    More than a dozen riders came from the east side of the village. When Ding Qing saw them, he stopped the drill and watched the newcomers warily.

    When the visitor dismounted and approached, Ding Qing hurriedly knelt down on one knee when he saw the leader: "I've seen my uncle before."

    "I've met my uncle."

    Listening to the uneven shouts, Fang Xing said with a smile: "Everyone, get up."

    Ding Qing stood up and said loudly: "Uncle, we are organizing exercises."

    "good."

    Fang Xing walked to the front of the queue and looked at these people who were still gray and gray the day before yesterday.He knew what he was doing and said, "I just woke up and came to see how everyone is doing today, but it should be good to see you all glowing, right?"

    This was the first time that Bi Da saw an uncle from the Ming Dynasty up close, so he was so nervous that he could not speak.

    But Ma Erbao boldly shouted: "Uncle, we are all living well, including my wife!"

    "Ha ha ha ha!"

    These men who didn¡¯t understand discipline all burst into laughter.

    Fang Xing also said with a smile: "When you are well, Master Huang and I will be well, so we are working hard to farm and have babies. I hope that when I come back next time, I can hear cries in this village."  Voice."

    Ma Erbao said boldly: "Uncle, it's no problem. My little one came with my wife three times last night. She must have a baby in her belly."

    "Ha ha ha ha!"

    There was another burst of laughter, and Ding Qing, who was standing behind Fang Xing, stretched out his hand to pull on his neck anxiously, wiping his neck with a gesture to make him quieter.

    But Fang Xing smiled without feeling dissatisfied, and after waiting for silence, he said: "When you get here, your descendants will also live here. Have you brought all the memorial tablets of your ancestors?"

    Wherever the Han people go, they carry their ancestral tablets.

    Those tablets are not wood, but spiritual sustenance.

    "Uncle, when the little one came out, a new ancestral tablet was built at home, so that the little one could flourish in Jiaozhi and not forget the ancestors."

    "When the little one came out, the family said that he should be considered dead. If he died, he would be told to remember to place the ancestral tablet before he died."

    Ancestor is not an illusory concept, but a root.  If a person has no ancestors, then he has no roots.

    How many people can count who forget their ancestors?

    Fang Xing was startled for a moment, then continued: "That's good. Wherever we Han people go, our ancestors will follow us. Wherever we Han people belong, no one can take it away!"

    These words made Ma Erbao excited and said excitedly: "Uncle, if anyone dares to rob us, then drive him out!"

    Fang Xing nodded slightly, "No, it's not about driving them out. If there is a foreign invasion, then we should kill them and let them never come back. Let them be lonely ghosts!"

    The nation needs blood and a martial spirit!

    In order to welcome those in power and to facilitate their own rule, Confucianism has always taken it as its own duty to fool the people.

    You all should be obedient and just listen to what the higher-ups say. Don¡¯t make blind attempts or your whole family will be in trouble.

    If you can be admitted as a scholar, then you are no longer among the group of people who were fooled, and you can already participate in dividing the fat of Ming Dynasty.

    "Although Jiaozhi has been initially decided, there are still some remnants of bandits lingering in the mountains and forests. You must practice well to protect your wives, your village, and the Ming Dynasty!"

    There were no slogans. After Fang Xing finished speaking, he looked at these somewhat enthusiastic men, nodded slightly, and then left.

    This nation is always looked at by a pack of wolves, so it needs a martial spirit and a bloody spirit!

    The joke that a few people can control a county town was a joke that Fang Xing swore would never happen in Ming Dynasty!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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