Che Zhuzi secretly encouraged himself again, deciding to seize this golden opportunity, work hard, and lick the leadership of the Celestial Empire in order to achieve the first and second promotions as soon as possible. He decided to make Che Zhan and Che Zhen get rid of their status as pariahs and become noble people of the Ming Dynasty!
Thinking of this, his tears came down. It was really hard to explain the fate of life. After three generations of slavery, the old Che family finally had a chance to turn things around... Oh no, they turned over!
With this thought in mind, Che Zhuzi excitedly took out a rough porcelain bottle from his arms. It was a small bottle of Celestial Empire wine that he had spent a lot of money on. Although he didn't know what kind of wine it was, he knew it must be Celestial Empire wine from the label with the word "wine" on it!
There must be wine today!
With a pop, the cork was pulled out, and a strong smell hit his nose. Che Zhuzi couldn't help but praise: "The wine of the Celestial Empire is strong, completely different from our rice wine mixed with water." Although he had never even drunk rice wine mixed with water.
As he said this, he took a sip with a look of enjoyment on his face, then his neck shrank, his teeth bared, and his face wrinkled into a *.
"Why is it so sour?!"
"You got the word wrong. This is vinegar, not wine." His wife took the rough porcelain bottle and looked at the sticker on it, and couldn't help laughing. She cooked at Jiang Bazong's house, and she recognized the word "vinegar" on it.
Car fights and car sex also made people laugh.
"Did I say I bought some wine?" Che Zhuzi blushed. In order to maintain his dignity in front of his son, he blew his beard and glared, "I bought vinegar! My career is on the rise now. I'm afraid that drinking too much will ruin my career. Do you understand?"
"Then why are you saying 'Why are you so sour'?" However, his wife Qian Songyi was a honest and straightforward person and she still refused to give in.
"I'm just sighing that the vinegar made in China is so good!" Che Zhuzi stuck out his neck and argued, "Look, the vinegar in China is much more sour than the vinegar in your country! China is really amazing!"
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The next day, before dawn, Che Zhuzi got up quickly. Without eating, he put on the dark grey uniform issued by the group and ran towards the nearest gate of Xingang City.
As he ran, he was secretly proud of himself. Fortunately, he drank vinegar last night. If he had drunk alcohol, he might have made mistakes today. It seems that he should give up drinking completely before becoming a regular employee.
Although he had never tasted a drop of alcohol in his life.
The gate of Xingang City had just opened, and Che Zhuzi bowed and nodded to the Celestial Lords who opened the door, saying, "Ani Masai."
Currently, the police officers guarding the gate are from Xincheng Police Station. They will be relieved only after the security team recruited from local people are trained.
After the officers searched him and confirmed that he was unarmed, they let him into the city.
Che Zhuzi trotted to the Xingang City labor camp, and the wake-up gong sounded.
He and other hired workers of the Li Dynasty who were responsible for serving meals and supervising the work started shouting rudely from room to room:
"It's time to tear down the shop! Get up!"
"Damn it, you're still lying there, you pig!"
Under their roars and threats of sticks, a dozen short Japanese men on the big bunk bed in the room were called to work. They yawned, sighed, made their beds, put on their shoes and urinated. Although they were obviously not awake yet, their movements were not slow at all.
As mentioned before, the rules in the labor camp created by Director Tong were very strict. There were strict time limits for getting up, eating, and leaving the camp to work, and personal and collective hygiene requirements were also very strict.
Although Director Tong is not here, the standards will never be relaxed with the supervision of the Li Dynasty employees holding the "Spirit Infusion Stick" taught by him personally.
Che Zhuzi carried the spirit injection stick and patrolled the barracks where he was a foreman. He had always been bullied and controlled by others in his life, but he had never bullied or controlled others. This time he finally had a good time.
If he didn't like something, he would hit them with a stick and curse, "Why are you dawdling? Are you waiting for the sun to rise?!"
There were 200 foremen like Che Zhuzi in Newport City. A moment later, they drove all the Japanese laborers under their respective management out of the barracks like chasing chickens.
The reason why these Joseon Dynasty supervisors dared to be so rude to the Japanese who outnumbered them was because there were police officers from the Celestial Empire standing guard with guns on the high watchtowers. There were also police dogs, woof woof!
The Lee Dynasty workers who served meals gave each Japanese worker two rice balls as their breakfast.
Then, these Japanese laborers, eating rice balls that contained more bran than whole grains, lined up and walked towards the unfinished seaside cofferdam.
After more than three months of hard work, the number of Japanese laborers in the entire labor camp actually increased to two thousand.
Of course it’s not that they can reproduce asexually, but that the Coast Guard has captured more than a thousand prisoners.
These were all Japanese pirates captured by Wang Rulong and his team from the eastern Japanese islands during this period.
In June, when Zhao Hao left Gapo Island, he instructed Wang Rulong not to stop the attack on the Japanese pirates on Mishima during this period, and to pay attention to collecting intelligence, release a few prisoners as appropriate, and bring back the news that he would capture Hirado Castle in September and completely eliminate the Matsuura Party.
Following the instructions of Master Zhao, in the past two months, Wang Rulong has swept dozens of Japanese islands, large and small, east of Jeju Island, west of Hirado Island, north to Tsushima Island, and south to the Goto Islands.
He led five Wuwei ships with three hundred marines on board, and with the help of their strong ships and powerful guns, he defeated countless pirates.
Those small groups of pirates were no match for the Coast Guard. After a few rounds of cannon fire, the ship fell apart. After a few volleys of gunfire, the surviving pirates all squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands and were captured directly.
Later, the Japanese could no longer bear the harassment. Several daimyo in northern Kyushu, such as Matsuura, Otomo, Arima, Goto, and Soie, united and formed a fleet of more than 100 ships, painstakingly setting up an encirclement, hoping to fight to the death with Wang Rulong's fleet.
After being ambushed, Wang Rulong didn't care at all and ordered to open fire and hoist full sails to break out. Amid the rumble of gunfire, five Wuwei ships charged at full speed and directly crushed several Guan ships that blocked the way, breaking out in a blink of an eye.
Of the Japanese fleet, only the Ataka ships had sails, and the rest relied on rowing. After chasing for a while, the speed of the ships became slower and slower, and they could only watch the full sail of the Wuwei fleet go away.
After this battle, the feudal lords in northern Kyushu completely lost the courage to fight at sea. They could only guard their gates and protect their nests, and had no time to protect the local lords on the outer islands.
In this case, Wang Rulong accepted it with a smile. He plundered island after island, whether it was civilians or pirates, as long as they were young and strong, he did not let any of them go, and brought them all back to do hard labor.
Anyway, these people are either real Japanese or bandits, so we basically won’t catch the wrong ones.
Even if they caught the wrong people, so what? The Japanese pirates had plagued the coastal areas of the Ming Dynasty for decades, and they never distinguished between civilians and government troops. If it weren't for the fact that humans couldn't be like beasts, Wang Rulong would have ordered everyone to be killed, burned, and looted, to vent his hatred.
The captured Japanese civilians were all working in the labor camp in Xingang City, but they were not the worst off, because Xingang City Hall announced that they would be set free as long as they worked for a certain number of years... although there was still no word on how long that number was.
The worst thing was that those samurai, ronin, pirates and the like who had been on the battlefield were all identified as Japanese pirates and thrown into the construction site of the Tamra Guard District to do lifelong labor.
I guess I'll have to work like a slave for Jiangnan Group for the rest of my life.
What? How did the Jiangnan Group distinguish between civilians and soldiers? It's simple. Only Japanese soldiers who were going to fight in the battlefield had their heads shaved. At first, it was to facilitate treatment after being injured. Later, this dog-bitten hairstyle became a symbol of status, and it was euphemistically called "the head with a bald head".
Common people just tied their hair up but did not shave it.
Therefore, it is easy to tell whether they are soldiers or civilians.
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When Che Zhuzi drove the Japanese workers to the construction site by the sea, he found that the atmosphere there was something wrong.
He saw the chief of the police station, who was personally leading the police officers to guard the beach and not allowing anyone to approach the half-built pier.
"An important person is here to inspect." Che Zhuzi's younger brother Che Qianzi also came with his laborers.
"Yeah." Che Zhuzi nodded. The high and mighty director was standing guard outside the compound. It was obvious that some important figure from the Celestial Empire had arrived.
"Take the workers over there and wait." The Ming employee who was in charge of directing them came over and gave orders: "Wait until the guards withdraw before starting work."
"Hey, okay, okay." Che Zhuzi and the others nodded and bowed. The former took the initiative to suggest: "Why don't we let them go over there and fill the sandbags first."
"Okay." The Ming Dynasty employees couldn't help but smile bitterly. These Joseon Dynasty employees were really afraid of leaving the Japanese workers idle.
How could there be such a perfect match in this world?
Not to mention the Japanese laborers digging sand here, just within the cordon formed by the Xingang Police Station, there is also a cordon formed by marines of the Coast Guard Corps.
Inside, there was a team of guards, all wearing black high-collared cloaks, black helmets, and black leather boots, forming the third line of defense.
The guards were dressed very simply, yet they exuded dignity and nobility. Just standing there, they gave people a sense of inviolability. They were not part of the Jiangnan Security Group, nor were they part of the future Tamra Security District. Instead, they were Mr. Zhao's exclusive guards.
After completing all the work in the capital, Zhao Hao finally returned to Jeju Island.
The first stop was to inspect the construction progress of Xingang City.
People in Xingang City are free to come and go, and there are so many Japanese laborers nearby. Everyone is on high alert for fear that something might happen to Mr. Zhao!
Greeting him here was the first mayor Tang Youde, who took office last month.
The protagonist is the deputy police commissioner of the Tamra Garrison District and the chief of the Gapado Water Police Station, who took office at the same time as Tang Youde.
As well as Park Sung-seong, the governor of the Jeolla Right Province Navy, and Kim Hee-sun, the translator, who had been stranded in Singang City for two months.
ps. I am dizzy after writing two chapters. I will write more tomorrow...