In April 1862, the California sunshine was still so dazzling.

"Oh! I've arrived at the place!"

"Young and young men! Come out to exercise your muscles and bones!"

"How many dead did your ship?"

"Oh, there are at least 50 words! Where are you?"

"Hello your boat, our boat has more than 100 people!"

There were many more ships on the harbor of San Francisco. There was only one cargo in these ships, that was the "piglet"!

"Old Taoist, I'm not dead! I'm not dead! Hahaha! We're here at the fairy mountain overseas!"

"Oh~"

Old Taoist Wufeng sighed. During this trip, he swears to Emperor Zhenwu. He really never wants to come to the last time again!

"Along the way, we have really been purgatory on earth. How many people die in front of us! My master said back then that seeking immortals and going to the Tao always involves going through various hardships, and it will take eighty-one difficulties to obtain scriptures in the West! Now, my old Taoist has also passed the hardships and came to the overseas fairy mountain. This, this, this, hehehe..."

"Old Master, don't sigh. If we can live, it means that your Zhenwu Emperor has appeared."

"Is Emperor Zhenwu? Haha..."

"Okay! We're selling ourselves as laborers. What kind of work are we going to do?"

"Who knows this."

Just as the old Taoist Wufeng was sighing with his partner, a foreman appeared on the dock.

"Li Zheyang! Who is Li Zheyang?"

"Hey, here!" The young man who was talking to Wu Feng just now heard his name and immediately agreed. "Old Master Wu Feng. Let's go! He should be called us!"

"Oh, okay." Wu Feng had no choice but to sigh.

When the foreman saw that the two men were young and the other was a dry old man. In fact, Wu Feng was only in his thirties, but on the one hand he grew up, and on the other hand he was struggling all the way, he really... he didn't look good.

"You two. Are you guys behind you?"

"Yes."

"Okay! Let's go!"

Go? Where to go?

After the old Taoist Wufeng and Li Zheyang and the Taiping Army who came together got on the caravan, they went to the field after a lot of bumps...

Bang! Bang!

Pickaxe, shovel... Anyway, a bunch of labor tools were thrown in front of them.

"Work! Work!" The foreman said ruthlessly, not caring whether you had just got off the boat and were adapting.

Needless to say, this is going to mining!

"Oh~" Wu Feng sighed again. How could this be an overseas fairy mountain? Sure enough, the stories were made up by people and were lying.

"Old Master! Stop sighing, don't use it. Let's do it!" Li Zheyang has strong adaptability, and he has already picked up the pickaxe or something.

Wu Feng felt sad and sighed: "In the past, our old Taoist was holding a whisk sword in his hand, and respected Emperor Zhenwu! Later, he was demoted, with a big sword and a spear, worshiping the Supreme God! But now, he only has a pickaxe in his hand, worshiping..."

"Haha! Old Taoist! We are about to worship the mountains of gold and silver!"

Yes, it's almost the same as worshiping the gods with a pickaxe, at least in terms of action.

"Let's go! Since we come, we will be at ease! The old Taoist is just complaining!"

"good!"

"We all know!"

A group of Taiping Army turned into laborers at this time... free.

I had already experienced a long-distance trip, and there was no need to mention the treatment of the piglet boat. This man was so hungry that he lost weight and immediately worked in high-intensity work. Then when he was having dinner at night, he was naturally full of evil.

Although this meal is also tragic, it is a stuttering after all, but at the moment of eating, the old Taoist heard something, that was, "Gongzi?"

"Hold the drum board, sit on the long street, sing loudly;

All the compatriots, listen carefully:

My China was originally a famous country; no one compared to that,

A small place, a folk remedy in a remote place.

In terms of square miles, 40 million, and incomparable to five continents; in terms of population,

Forty million, who will be the world..."

"What kind of song is this? Why haven't I heard it before?"

Everyone has a curious heart, especially when a person goes to a strange place and hears the same language. So the old Taoist takes his own food and leaves after a sound.

"Hey! Old Taoist, what are you doing?" Li Zheyang naturally noticed the strangeness of Old Taoist.

"I heard a song, it seemed quite interesting. Didn't you hear it?" Wu Feng's old Taoist kept stopping.

"Of course I heard it, but I asked the workers who came earlier before, and they said that this was done by a guy called "Great Leader". But I think this great leader is not as powerful as that God, right?" Li Zheyang's statement was also interesting.

"Ha! That's right! But what's wrong with listening to the music? We can't enjoy it when we are in heaven."

"Hahaha! Wu Feng, Wu Feng, you are still a flower Taoist! I can only see clearly today!"

"Whatever you say!"

In fact, Wu Feng is not the old Taoist Hua. He heard that the song is singing the anti-Qing righteousness!

"...I, Han people, swallowed their voices and obeyed them; paid blood taxes,

Being a slave is okay.

But he ignored the state affairs completely; all the court,

There is nothing else to do except to pretend to be a good person.

I am a Han, it's really amazing to rely on him! It seems that,

Forty million, tied into the practice field.

Russia from the north, covers me on three sides; English,

Fake business, hidden in the poisonous plan…”

The singing people kept singing, and more and more people were listening to it.

After listening to it for a long time, Wu Feng felt that many things in this song were really passionate and the intention of expelling the Tartars was beyond words. He couldn't help but ask, "Who did this song? Please tell me."

"Ah?" Before the singer said anything, Li Zheyang was startled, "Old Master, aren't we just listening to music?"

"What? Isn't it easy to ask?" Wu Fengqi said.

"This song is not good, not good..." In fact, how could Li Zheyang not tell what was singing in this song? "We are already here at the fairy mountain overseas. Then I should not have the old past..."

"What's wrong with you guy? When did you feel so timid and afraid?" Wu Feng joked. But in fact, when he concluded, what Li Zheyang said was right. When they were in heaven, they were anti-Qing. Now that Amerika comes, how can we fight against the Qing Dynasty? Where did we fight against the Qing Dynasty?

However, the singer smiled and said, "There is nothing wrong with this question. The song is called "Look Back". The one who made this song is indeed a great person, the great leader Mr. Li Mengyang!"

"Ah?" Wu Feng felt very strange. Who could be a great leader? "Who is he? How can he be a great leader?"

"Haha!" the singer smiled, "You will understand, sir, if you go see me, you'll understand."

"See someone? Who is that?"

"That person, you will know when you see him. Do you think about it?"

"this……"

Who is the person Wu Feng wants to meet? In addition, what are the experiences of these Taiping troops in California?

Li Mengyang didn't know about these things. Now this guy is worried about another thing.

"How? How many people have you recruited recently?"

"Hey, son-in-law. So far, no one has come."

"What? Are there none?"

“No one.”

In the most prominent location in the Chinese settlement in Panama City, there is a very large banner hanging on it, saying "Recruitment Office of the Chinese in the Revolutionary Army". Next to it are a few girls with good shapes, wearing traditional clothes, which are brought from the Qing Dynasty. No one has a lot of flyers in his hands, and they will be handed over to a Chinese when they meet.

Li Mengyang was just asking about recruiting soldiers, but the result is so bad that he has no friends!

"Son-in-law." The person who called Li Mengyang this way was Uncle Xie's son, whose name was Xie Tiansi. "I think it's not a good idea for you to recruit soldiers like this. Just look at those sisters, what if they handed out flyers? There are not many people who read the words."

"..." Li Mengyang actually knew this problem, but he actually didn't have many solutions. However, Xie Tiansi in front of him was a talented person. He didn't even say anything about his words. He heard that he also liked medical skills.

"Son-in-law, I want me to tell you, let's just study the government. Anyway, it's all about this kind of soldiers!"

What Xie Tiansi said was to learn from the Qing government, so he would definitely be a forced recruitment and a strong man. This is the only way to do it.

Why are Chinese in Panama not interested in being a soldier?
To be continued...