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Luzon, Manila Port, the port, the Spanish flag is flying everywhere...

A Spaniard wearing a black hat with feathers in his hat, metal armor, leather boots on his feet, and a musket on his waist, stood on a high platform built up with boxes by the port with his arms akimbo. He was looking triumphantly at the dark crowd around him.

Behind this man is a team of Spanish Musketeers wearing armor and holding rifles.

A small man with a short stature like a mouse, with two rat whiskers and a slightly strange Chinese pronunciation with a flattering smile on his face, standing in front of the Spaniard pretendingly, reading aloud the one on his hand. Sheet of paper.

"...The Luzon tribe knows that... The Luzon tribe killed me Zhang and Quan merchants to more than 10,000 people without reason... Luzon is a desert island, the area of ​​the enchanted dragons and snakes. As a small citizen of the Haibang, re-selling of licensed goods, spreading all over the world, the city trades all over the world, for more than ten years, I have reached the meeting, and my people have taught him farming skills and governed his city buildings. The kingdoms of the first seas...how did this generation lose to you, and what kind of hatred does it have to kill ten thousand people?"

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"Overseas fighting, unknown culprit. And the four people in China, the merchants are the cheapest. How can they use the untouchables to initiate military revolution. Also, the merchants abandoned their homes and traveled in the sea, and the winter was not returned. The opposition of the soldiers is to labor the division."

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Around these people, there are densely packed Chinese people living in Manila and maritime merchants in the port.

As soon as Xia Pingan opened his eyes, he found himself in the crowd, the Spanish flag flying in the harbor.

The atmosphere here is a bit depressing...

Xia Ping'an looked at the surrounding Chinese, the faces of all the Chinese were full of grief and indignation, and many young people clenched their fists tightly.

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Listening to the little man reading the content on the paper with a weird voice, Xia Ping’an was taken aback, and four words immediately popped up in his mind, "Enjoy Luzon", this was the Spanish colonial in 1603. After the Chinese massacre in Manila, in 1605, Emperor Wanli of the Ming Dynasty responded to the Spaniards.

In fact, after the Spaniards slaughtered tens of thousands of Chinese in Manila, those Spaniards were also frightened, afraid that the Ming army would retaliate, and then sent envoys to the Ming Dynasty to "approve their sins" in hopes of the Ming Dynasty's forgiveness.

But in the end, the Spaniards did not wait for Daming's army, but instead waited for the "Envoy to Luzon" from Emperor Wanli.

—— "Overseas fighting, unknown culprit. The four people in China, merchants are the cheapest. How can you use untouchables to initiate military revolution...", it is this sentence in "Encouragement to Luzon" that buried hundreds of Chinese in Southeast Asia The bane of the tragic fate of being slaughtered in 2015.

Since then, all the invaders and indigenous people in Southeast Asia have known one thing-kill the Chinese, nothing!

For Huaxia, this is truly a tragedy. The entire Ming Dynasty, until now, still regards the Spaniards who invaded Luzon as Franciscans, and did not even understand who slaughtered tens of thousands of Chinese in Manila.

And the so-called Flange robot was also the first to misname the Portuguese.

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Finally, the little man finally finished reading the piece of paper on his hand. The Spaniard next to him waved his hand. With a humble smile on his face, the little man was accustomed to speaking Japanese, humble. Bowed back.

"This is the letter you wrote to our governor by the Wanli Emperor of the Daming Kingdom. The letter is in our hands. You have heard the content of the letter. This is not our forgery..."

The Spaniard can speak Chinese, but his accent is even stranger. He proudly raised the piece of paper in his hand and said loudly, "From now on, Luzon is our Spanish. Your emperor has abandoned you, and it is even more impossible. To avenge you and send an army. You are just Da Ming's untouchables. The past is over. You don’t have to think about what happened. Da Ming’s army won’t come anymore. Do business honestly. That’s the best. Ok……"

Speaking of this, a cruel smile appeared on the Spaniard's face. He waved his hand, and a group of Spaniard soldiers on the dock showed up with more than 30 **** Chinese.

Those Chinese have scars on their bodies one by one, and they have been tortured into an inhuman form.

"We want you to do business that we allow you to do, not something that we do not allow. Sweet potato is something we forbid you to bring to Daming from here. Once we discover it, it will be a death penalty!" The Spaniard pointed to those who were caught. The Chinese who were squeezed out said, "They are the people who wanted to bring sweet potatoes from Luzon to Daming in the past year. Today, I will let you know the fate of these people, and I hope you will not learn from them..."

As the Spaniard's complexion turned cold and waved, the Chinese who were brought to the crowd were taken by the Spanish Musketeers to the side of the beach and lined up in a row. The Spanish Musketeers stood in a row. Raised the musket in his hand from those meters away...

"boom……"

The gun was ignited, the smoke of gunpowder rose up, and the Chinese who lined up on the beach were all shot and killed.

Shooting is not enough. After shooting, the Spanish Musketeers checked whether the people who were shot were alive, and if they were still alive, they made up for it.

The smell of blood and gunpowder mixed together, reminding many of the people present of the Spanish massacre two years ago, and their faces turned pale.

After finishing the shooting, the Spaniard waved his hand to signal that everyone could leave.

Today's rally, the Spanish slaughtered chickens and monkeys, so that the Chinese in Manila completely gave up on Daming.

Most of the Chinese were gone, only a few short Japanese people followed the Spaniards and left with the Spaniards...

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"Bah, those widows are so cheap!" A man next to Xia Ping'an spit at the back of the Japanese people, "My boss, these widows are the worst. Two years ago, these widows led the way and cooperated. These red-haired devils killed many people in Manila..."

"Go back to the warehouse first..."

Xia Ping'an said.

The warehouse is where the maritime merchants like Chen Zhenlong came to Manila.

The sea trade between Daming and Luzon is very developed. The porcelain and silk exported from Daming are the favorites of Spanish colonists. Luzon produces various spices, such as copper, iron, tin and various furs, and tortoise shells. Coral precious wood, and even some Western commodities, are also popular in Daming.

Chen Zhenlong is a maritime merchant between Fujian and Luzon.

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The marine merchants and sailors in the warehouse had experienced the scene on the dock just now, and the atmosphere was a little depressed.

"Tens of thousands of Daming's people were massacred by these red-haired ghosts in Manila. Daming was indifferent and called me a pariah. Why should we use a pariah to initiate a military revolution? This Da Ming is going to die..." An elderly man Haishang drank wine, grumbled in the warehouse, and shook his head bitterly, "Think of how powerful I was when Grandpa Sambo went to the West, and now I am actually bullied by those red-haired ghosts in Luzon... …"

"I can't wait for thousands of miles to go to sea to trade. Every time I go back, the port officials are like wolves and tigers. They are often exploited. The tax that should be paid is indispensable, but they are always untouchables!" Some people sighed, "The king looks like a minister. For the grass, the minister regards the emperor as an enemy!"

The copy of Emperor Yongli's "Entitlement to Luzon" really chilled all the Ming marine merchants and the Luzon Chinese.

"I heard that Flange is also a small country in Europa. It's like a province in Ming Dynasty. I didn't expect..."

"Everyone, sweet potatoes are good, but you should stop entraining them. It's something to lose your head!" The boss of the warehouse walked out, smiled bitterly, and said to everyone, "Those red-haired ghosts checked very strictly, and all left. The cargo on the ships in the port will be carefully inspected. As long as you find the slightest sweet potato, you will lose your head..."

"Don't bring it, don't bring it, how about bringing the sweet potato back, I am not a pariah, even if I can bring it back, the court won't look at me very much. If it doesn't happen, I will lose my head for this. It's not worth it. !" The sea merchants shook their heads.

The boss of the warehouse saw Xia Pingan, and thought that Chen Zhenlong often asked himself about sweet potatoes the last two times. The boss of the warehouse quickly reminded him, "Zhenlong, you have to remind the guys and sailors on your ship, if someone brings sweet potatoes. Get on the boat, that's bad, everyone in the boat will suffer..."

"Okay, thanks for the reminder, I know..." Xia Ping'an said calmly, and shook his head regretfully, "You can't bring the sweet potatoes back, so you can only eat more here. I want to eat more today. Deep-fried sweet potatoes, the treasurer Wang, let the kitchen prepare..."

"No problem, no problem, in Manila, sweet potatoes are everywhere, you can eat as many sweet potatoes as you want!"

"It's a pity, that sweet potato is drought-tolerant and easy to live. It can be eaten both raw and cooked. It has six benefits and the same benefits. This thing must be brought back to Daming. When Daming encounters a famine in the future, this sweet potato can save many people! Xia Ping'an shook his head pretentiously, "It's just that this thing is really not something I and other untouchables should worry about!"

To take away sweet potatoes from Manila at this time, in addition to the courage and courage not to be afraid of death, wisdom is also needed.

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Before dinner in the evening, Xia Pingan left the warehouse for a while, and returned in less than half an hour. The Xia Pingan who came back had a sweet potato vine more than one meter long on his body.

After dinner in the warehouse, Xia Pingan returned to his cargo ship, and then checked the opportunity of the cargo ship, and twisted the piece of sweet potato vine into the cargo ship. Inside the soaked rope, there was no abnormality on the outside of the rope.

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Two days later, a team of Spaniards boarded the merchant ship of Fu'an in Chen Zhenlong, carefully inspected all the cargo on the merchant ship, every corner and everyone, and found no sweet potatoes or any prohibited things, so Xia Ping'an was allowed. Cargo ship leaves.

After waiting until the ship completely left Manila Port, an old sailor on the ship tremblingly came to Xia Pingan, "My boss, why are you doing this?"

Xia Ping’an smiled slightly, “I’m a talented talent who has fallen behind and abandoned Confucianism and went into business. I can’t control the affairs of the country. It’s useless to say anything. But I know that the people cannot live without food. I have read books for half my life. I don’t know anything else. Knowing that there are sages' words and Confucian righteousness in the sweet potato vine, I will do what I should do, even if I lose my head!"

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Xia Pingan returned to Fujian with sweet potato vines ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and successfully tried planting in his hometown. As a result, in the second year, there was a severe drought in southern Fujian, there was no green grass, no crops, and hungry people everywhere. Sweet potato was just right and saved countless people. .

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"Furthering allowed him to find a place to cultivate it quickly, and he succeeded in April. After that, he was able to plant them in various places according to the law. The fruit was abundant, the drought and hunger were greatly relieved, and the scholars and the people were happy. The famine in Jiawu and Yiwei, he apologized. Only the potato is the only one, and the villagers live on the potato seven or eight out of ten."

——"Xianshu Ting Ji"

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The third world pearl was successfully integrated, and Xia Ping'an left the secret room and saw Jing Lao.

"The entrance to the secret realm of Killing Gods and Insects has arrived..." Jing Lao said to Xia Ping An.

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