On June 15, 17th year of Yongle, just as the sky was bright, more than 1,500 Japanese pirates rushed towards the sea under the leadership of Kojiro Kameda.

Kojiro Kameda, who has money and food, and has nearly 2,000 Japanese pirates under his command, has been very inflated recently.

The North Korean defenders are not much stronger than the Japanese football team. Basically, with a charge, these defenders will collapse and allow the Japanese pirates to plunder the people.

Kamenda Kojiro felt that the Ming Dynasty's defenders might not be much stronger, otherwise the Ming army would have used great fanfare to prepare for the Japanese. If the Ming Dynasty's army was really as powerful as they boasted about, they would have destroyed their people long ago.

The most important thing is that the poor place in North Korea became a dog, and the people of the North Koreans were far less prosperous than those of the Ming Dynasty, and the women of the North Koreans were ugly, and far less beautiful than those of the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, it is far better to grab North Korea than to grab the Ming Dynasty!

After waved his hand and signaling the many Japanese pirates to gather together, Kojiro Kameda shouted: "Food, gold, silver, jewelry, and women are all in front! Kill all the Ming defenders, these are ours! Crash!"

The quiet Wanghaikao Castle seemed to prove Kameda Kojiro's speculation from the side - the Ming Dynasty defenders were also soft-boos, and they abandoned the city early and fled. This Wanghaikao was already an empty city!

Looking at the group of Japanese pirates rushing into the Wanghaibao Castle like crazy wild boars, Yi Xiao couldn't help but hold the spear in his hand tightly and whispered: "Don't you still have to wait? Why don't you kill them now?"

Liu Jiang glanced at Yi Xiao and laughed in a low voice, "What's the point? The Japanese pirates were in full swing at this time. We could cover up and kill them. Even if we could kill them all, the brothers would have many deaths and injuries.

Let’s wait first. When these sluts enter the fort and find that there is nothing, their momentum will be frustrated. When they find that all the ships left by the sea have been burned out, they will panic.

At that time, these Japanese pirates were just a group of pigs and sheep, just waiting for their brothers to come and slaughter them, which was very easy to deal with."

Yi Xiao took out the Qianli Mile Mile Mile, looked at the beach far away, and whispered: "Smoke is coming! I guess Jiang Long has succeeded!"

Liu Jiang couldn't help but feel a little envious and even jealous of Yi Xiao - Qianli Jing is not uncommon, he also has one in his hand, but from the perspective of observation distance, the Qianli Jing in his hand is only 100,000 miles away than Yi Xiao's hand.

However, there is no way to do this. After all, Yi Xiao’s hand was given by Yang Dianmai, while he was handed out by the military government. The two are not comparable at all.

Yi Xiao heard that Liu Jiang had no reaction, and turned his head curiously, but found that Liu Jiang stared at the Qianli Mirror in his hand with envy, and couldn't help laughing: "Is General Liu interested in this thing?"

Liu Jiang snorted and said, "What do you like but you don't like? If you really want to talk about it, Yang Dianmai will have to call me uncle. Will I still steal something from a junior?"

Yi Xiao smiled and stuffed Qianlijing into Liu Jiang's hand, saying, "I've given it to you! This thing is not worth much money."

Liu Jiang took Qianli Jing with embarrassment and said with a smirk: "I just use it for a few days and will not be greedy for your good things. I will repay you when you leave."

Yi Xiao smiled and said, "This thing is worthless, really!"

Liu Jiang said: "Don't comfort me, I know the value of this thing very well. Whatever you say is worthless depends on who it is for.

Perhaps this thing is not a valuable thing to you, Yihanlin, but for Qiu Ba like me, it is very valuable, and it can even be worth a life."

After laughing, Liu Jiang continued, "Okay, don't talk about these things, those Japanese slaves will come out in a while, and it's time to fire the cannon."

After saying that, Liu Jiang made a gesture of raising the flag and firing the fire to the personal soldiers behind him who had been waiting for a long time, then stood up from the grass nest, and shouted with a grim smile: "Don't leave any living mouth! Kill!"

Then Yi Xiao took the initiative to escape, a little faster than the soldiers around Liu Jiang - he could exchange military merits after killing Japanese pirates, and he became the kind of scholar who could be literary and martial as his master said!

Liu Jiang looked at Yi Xiao who suddenly rushed out and shouted in anger: "Damn it! Let's go with me!"

All scholars are so cruel nowadays? Oh my god! You, a scholar, run so fast, how can you let me kill people like me?

...

Yang Shaofeng was lying on the lounge chair, rubbing Ergouzi's dog head bored and said, "When did I start changing?"

Zhu Zhanji, who was holding a fat son next to him, obviously didn't want to answer Yang Shaofeng, but kept teaching his son to speak.

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji ignored him, Yang Shaofeng continued, "What did I want to do at the beginning? By the way, I want to be a salted fish that can eat and wait for death, and I will hide in the farm for the rest of my life and wait for death.

Now that we are doing it, there are so many messy things, and it seems that there is never a time to have a leisure time?"

Zhu Zhanji still said nothing.

Yang Shaofeng continued to sigh: "Speaking of this, I am not as good as the people of Shuntian Prefecture. At least they don't have to worry about these messy things, they can get the government's compensation for treasure money and have new houses to live in.

I can't do it anymore. I have to worry about the capital, the bank, and the students.

Even when I go home, my wife always asks to take a concubine for me.

No, this is not the life I want, really.”

Zhu Zhanji still ignored Yang Shaofeng. Seeing that his son's face was flushed, his two little fists were still trying hard, he hugged his son and walked out of the house, found a stool to sit down, and held his fat son and set up a pose.

Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but shout, "Let your son pull your house and don't pull it in my yard!"

Zhu Zhanji spat without looking back and said, "Do you know what it means to not flow to outsiders' fields? We are good brothers, so my son's father will be given to you for free, no thanks."

Yang Shaofeng also spat and began to sigh again: "What do you think about my life? Let's live like this? If there is no change, I can almost imagine my future life!"

Zhu Zhanji asked without looking back: "What will life be like in the future?"

When Yang Shaofeng saw that Zhu Zhanji finally started to speak, he immediately became energetic. He sat up from the recliner and said, "In the future, the family's money would probably be too much to spend, and then he would have a headache about those messy things every day.

For example, if you become an official, you will definitely have a headache. When you go home, my wife will also take a concubine for me, and those students, and my son and daughter in the future.

Apart from these things, I just take my dog ​​to wander around the city every day. What else can I do?"

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but say, "What else would you do?"

Yang Shaofeng said: "I can write books. Isn't "The Scholars" written by me? How popular are they sold now?"

Zhu Zhanji shouted and said sarcastically: "Three years! You have written for three years, and on average, less than five hundred words a day. Do you still have the face to say that you can write a book?"

Yang Shaofeng said: "Don't you need inspiration? You read read happily and write books is another matter.

Forget it, let’s not talk about writing books, let’s talk about other things. In addition to writing books, I can also cook. How many dishes are there in Zuixianlou that I made first?"

Zhu Zhanji said: "Yes, you cook well, but you are too lazy to cook. Now you can't get in the kitchen a few times a year. Most of the time, you let the chefs from Zuixianlou cook at your house. Do you still have the face to say that you cook?"

Yang Shaofeng snorted and said, "Didn't that be what I taught? Forget it, let's not talk about cooking for now, let's talk about something else."

After thinking about it, Yang Shaofeng said again: "I can also make inventions such as perfume."

Zhu Zhanji laughed and said, "Yes, Ling'er and the others are doing it when picking petals, and distilling is doing it when your housekeepers are doing it. What else are you doing except moving your mouth?"

Yang Shaofeng snorted, "I can still get coal slime and wool blankets!"

Zhu Zhanji spat and said, "Okay, don't show off anymore. Which of these things were made from beginning to end? Isn't it all done by you and the people below who tried and tried it back and forth?"

Yang Shaofeng stood up from the recliner with a bang, and said with a pace, "No, I can't go on like this anyway. I have to find a way to change it. My life can't be so decadent."

Zhu Zhanji has no time to pay attention to Yang Shaofeng - compared with Yang Shaofeng's occasional illness and crazy sex, the color and shape of his son's poop are obviously more worthy of attention.

He kicked the big dog who was preparing to eat, and Zhu Zhanji handed his son to the wet nurse next to him, and then lowered his body and observed carefully.

Yang Shaofeng exclaimed, his face full of disgust: "Godly Grandson Huang, actually squatted in my yard to see the shit?"

Zhu Zhanji spat and said, "What do you know? Look at the lump my son is pulling, whether it is in shape or color, it is the best choice, which means that my son is strong!"

Yang Shaofeng said: "Okay, your son is strong, your son is as strong as a wild boar, okay!

Now I have a headache. How should I live my life? I have been working back and forth for a long time. I am annoyed. I am also annoyed when I am a stubborn person every day. I am still annoyed when I become an official!"

Zhu Zhanji said impatiently: "What do you want? When it comes to being an official, is there one of the officials in the world more comfortable than you? When it comes to making money, no matter whether it is a civil or a military official, the family has more money than your family? Do you have to use a knife to cut people to be comfortable?"

Yang Shaofeng's eyes lit up immediately, he patted his head and said, "Yes, I should use a knife to chop people, especially in places like Myanmar and Japan. There is no risk of killing people and military merits. Maybe I can still get a marquis or something when I look back!"

Zhu Zhanji spat violently and said, "Dream!"
Chapter completed!