Chapter 56 Qiu Hui
Why did Zheng Kezang go to see Qiu Hui in such a hurry?
Because Qiu Hui is a legend who fought against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty, a fan of Guo Xingye, and a loyal supporter of Zheng Jing, as long as he inherits the throne of Yanping King, Qiu Hui will definitely be a good helper in the counterattack against the Qing Dynasty.

Qiu Hui was from Majiao, Chaoyang County, Guangdong Province. In 1664, in order to prevent the Ming Zheng small group from economically supporting Yizhou Island in the southeast coast, the Qing army banned sea relocation and forced all the front-line residents of the coastal areas of Fujian and Guangdong to relocate for [-] miles. Enter the boundary, and then make an inch, increasing the distance to a hundred miles.

This is tantamount to a dead end for the coastal fishermen and salt farmers who live by fishing and drying salt. Qiu Hui couldn't bear it when he witnessed this tragedy. In 1666, he raised the pole and resisted the ban on sea relocation, and more than 3000 dependents , and later joined Zheng Jing's command, and was named "Uncle Zhongyong".

Qiu Hui occupied Dahao and other places for more than ten years, and set up "Daming Chaozhou Mansion" in Dahao, opened a commercial port, developed fish and salt trade, and sent a lot of money and resources to Zheng Jing.

Qiu Hui was brave and good at fighting, and his warships often appeared along the coast.

It is a pity that in 1680, Zheng Jing's general situation was gone. Qiu Hui led the rebel army to fight fiercely with the Qing army in the Leikou and Niutianyang areas. They stalemate for several months. Later, due to the weak force and some of the troops had surrendered to the Qing, Qiu Hui and Jiang Shengnai took advantage of the night to break through and retreat. Go to Yizhou Island and join Zheng Jing.

If Zheng Kezang hadn't come across, Qiu Hui's ending would have been defeated in the Penghu naval battle, unwilling to surrender to the Qing Dynasty, and choosing to commit suicide and die for the country.

Later generations, historians commented on him: "Although Qiu Hui was born in a grassroots family, he can be described as a loyal and brave man. He followed the Zheng family and did not change his aspirations.

Quickly came to the living room of Yanping King City, entered the door and saw that Zheng Jing was drinking tea with Qiu Hui and others.

"Uncle Zhongyong, I have been friends with you for a long time, and I finally met the real person!" Zheng Kezang laughed and pushed open the door.

Seeing Zheng Kezang, Qiu Hui was also very happy: "Your Highness, you are such a shameful old man, now I am just a defeated general."

"Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. With heroes like Uncle Zhongyong, victory beckons." Zheng Kezang was very optimistic about Qiu Hui and praised him repeatedly.

"It's hard to say the old man's victory, but I heard that His Highness Jian Guo won a big victory, and I'm looking for His Highness Jian Guo to learn from it."

It turned out that Zheng Jing was showing off his son's achievements just now, and had already told Qiu Hui and the others about the Zhugang victory.

"It's easy to talk about. Uncle Zhongyong will come to my guards one day to tell you, and I will share with you the secret of defeating the Tartars, and I guarantee you will win every battle." Zheng Kezang is not humble.

"Then His Highness Jian Guo should not hide his secrets." Qiu Hui said.

"My son, Qinshe, sit down and drink tea. How can everyone be so well-organized today? This king is very happy, drink tea and drink tea!"

Zheng Jing was so happy that there were two happy events in one day, one was Zheng Kezang's return from a great victory, and the other was Qiu Hui's friend coming from afar.

During the fun, the Ming Zheng Xiao Group had two more generals.

During the conversation, Zheng Kezang also learned that Qiu Hui did not come empty-handed this time, and that many ordinary people in Dahao followed him for fear of being retaliated by the Qing army.

This is 5000 people, which is really a good thing. Rare people are more valuable, and now Zheng Kezang will not refuse anyone.

"Uncle Zhongyong, there is a shortage of manpower on Yizhou Island, so you brought them here, and I will offer you a cup of tea." "Your Highness, I am serious, these are poor people, you must treat them well." Qiu Hui poured a cup of bitter tea into his stomach.

In fact, they are lucky to come across the ocean.

Because after Qiu Hui was defeated in Niutianyang and retreated to Yizhou Island, the Qing army re-administered Dahao, and the people of Hao were afraid of being implicated. Many clans with surnames rewrote their genealogy, or moved their families to other places. One of the Qiu surnames moved to Xidui ( Dahao Island), changed the surname to "Qiu".

Even so, there were still thousands of Hao people who were implicated and beheaded at that time.

"Uncle Zhongyong, don't worry, the common people will be fine with my father and king here." Zheng Kezang patted his chest to assure him.

"Hahaha, that's the case, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people defecting to your father." Qiu Hui decisively boasted about Zheng Jing.

"Uncle Zhongyong, what you said made me blush a little, let's stop in moderation, drink tea, don't talk about such nonsense." Zheng Jing was a little self-aware.

"Father, Uncle Zhongyong is right, without you, Yizhou Island would not be where it is today."

"By the way, Uncle Zhongyong, I heard that Dahao fish balls are a must. Did you bring fish balls when you came here?" Zheng Kezang asked.

"Your Highness Jian Guo, I didn't bring the fish balls, but I brought a chef who can make fish balls, and I will send a cook to the palace later."

In this way, the joyful tea banquet dilutes Qiu Hui's melancholy feeling of defeat and fleeing.

"Uncle Zhongyong, the camp of our guards is ahead." Zheng Kezang pointed to the small houses made of cement.

"Your Highness, let's go. I've seen news about your guards in Dongning Daily recently. I'm very curious." Qiu Hui widened his eyes and looked in the direction Zheng Kezang was pointing at.

"Your Highness, this is the cement mentioned in your newspaper. It is really strong! It is a good material for building city walls!" Qiu Hui said with emotion.

When they reached the gate of the camp, Pan Aqiang had brought many soldiers to welcome them at the gate.

Qiu Hui stroked his beard and said, "Jianguo, I am very honored to have such a big battle today."

When I got closer, there was a banner on the side of the gate: Warmly welcome Uncle Zhongyong to inspect the guards!

Zheng Kezang's face-saving made the thick-skinned Qiu Hui a little embarrassed.

It has to be said that Zheng Kezang is quite good at buying people's hearts. After this wave, not to mention being loyal, at least Qiu Hui will definitely listen to Zheng Kezang's orders in the future.

"Uncle Zhongyong, let's go. I'll take you to see the magic weapon of our guards to defeat the enemy." Zheng Kezang pulled Qiu Hui straight to the grenadier training ground.

The grenadier training ground is relatively simple, just two thick stone walls, about the height of an adult, and in front of the stone walls is sand.

Usually, the guards practice bombing here, usually throwing models that will not explode.

Because Zheng Kezang does not have a local tyrant to make a special training version of the grenade.

Under the command of Zheng Kezang, several wooden stakes were placed in the sand, and they were the targets of the grenade.

"Uncle Zhongyong, this is Dongning Shenlei, with different powers and different reactions, we rely on it to defeat the Tartars."

Zheng Kezang picked up a hairbrush and showed it to Qiu Hui.

"Jian Guo, show me the demonstration!" Qiu Hui acted like an old urchin.

"Here we come, Uncle Zhongyong, look carefully."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Kezang quickly ignited the fuse and sent the grenade to the stake.

Only a "boom" was heard, and the grenade exploded instantly, and the huge air wave even lifted the wooden stake into the sky.

After everything calmed down, Qiu Hui poked his head out in a daze, and looked at the messy sand in front of him, the wooden posts were torn apart, and some were inserted with iron sheets and nails, which really penetrated people.

"Artifact!"

(End of this chapter)

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