He waved his hand gently, Zhao Sandao, the gunman on the Egret, gently patted the Japanese sword hanging around his waist. The canvas covered by the three cannons facing the dock was opened halfway, revealing the thick tail of the cannon. The gunner hiding behind carefully adjusted the wooden blocks underneath, and then pierced the already loaded gunpowder and ignited the fuse. The circumferential cannons on the bow and stern of the ship also entered a state of combat. Thirty archers of the archers hid behind the ship, put two or three quivers beside them, and the entire ship entered a state of alert.

According to the agreed signal, as long as Li Mingxun takes off his golden helmet, he will take action. The cannon will use grape bombs to bombard the canoe group parked next to the dock, while the archers and circumference cannons will cover Li Mingxun and others to return to the Egret to evacuate.

The heart of the stream was silent, and the sound of Gada Gada knocking on the bluestone slab came. A thin old man walked out of the highland warrior. He had a wide skeleton and a pair of sharp eyes. I think this old man was also a powerful warrior when he was young, but his gray skin and white head looked a little unhealthy, and the rattan he was leaning on also carried most of his weight. Obviously, this old man was definitely not Tararo.

The moment the old man appeared, the young and old on the stream were kneeling on the ground, with only some strong samurai, who were once highland warriors or a society, and could be exempted from kneeling ceremony.

"Master, this person should be the King of Big Belly." Ah Hai said carefully.

Lee Mingxun asked: "Have you seen him?"

Ah Hai shook his head and said, "King Alamy is old and weak, and rarely appears. I have never seen him before. However, I know the annoying guy around him, Marlow, the son of the next king, Tararo."

"Are you the respected King Alamy?" asked Li Mingxun.

Before Ahai could translate, Alami said, "Yes, guests from afar, I am Alami, the king of 60,000 people in the twenty-eight villages and communities of the Big Belly Kingdom!"

Li Mingxun didn't expect this guy to speak Chinese and was very skilled. However, Alami pointed to his stomach and said, "More than 20 years ago, if it weren't for the magic medicine given to me by the sea master Yan Siqi, the wild bear might have killed me. The sea master Yan Siqi became sworn brothers. He was my brother."

Only then did Li Mingxun realize that when Yan Siqi came to Taiwan, there were hundreds of ships, and there were only tens of thousands of Ding Zhuang alone. If he could settle down near Beigang, he would naturally have to reach a compromise with the surrounding forces, but he did not expect that there was such a story behind this.

"King Alami, our old shopkeeper of Tenglong Trading Company was once a partner of the sea master of Yan Siqi. We have always had friendly and mutually beneficial trade with your kingdom. The kingdom did not allow us to build a store, so we would not travel thousands of miles to ship, and the kingdom would not allow us to stay for a long time. We come once a month. The kingdom would not allow us to cross the Zhuishhui River, so we would not violate it. The kingdom would not allow us to hire your people to work. We would send back the gifts of the people from your village community. Our trading company has always handled the relationship between the two parties with a humble and tolerant attitude, but you stole our oxen and killed our employees." Li Mingxun said neither humble nor arrogantly, and Ah Hai translated Li Mingxun's words into an indigenous language.

The indigenous people around him nodded after hearing this. Tenglong Trading Company has always performed very fairly in trade, reasonable prices, and high-quality goods. They will occasionally give medical treatment and medicine. At any time, they need the help of people from Dadu Fan Kingdom, they will give them enough salary, even if they just move the goods. Therefore, the indigenous people in the kingdom have always had a good impression of the trading company, but they never wanted to have such things.

"What evidence do you have to accuse us of stealing oxen, and what evidence do you have to say that we killed this person!" Marlow asked sharply.

Ah Hai turned over Xiao Si's body, took out an arrow and a blower, and said, "This is the weapon of the murderer. I saw with my own eyes that there was a scar on his face. From his left eye to his chin, he only had seven fingers!"

Alami and Marlow's faces changed, and the indigenous people around him also whispered. Chel stood up and said, "Ahai was talking about Black Usa. Not many people use arrow blowers. The only people who use seven fingers are Black Usa. King. Black Usa is the one who steals the prey of the mountain barbarians and leads them to fight with us. You are sentenced to beheading three fingers and be imprisoned in the black prison for two years. He should be in prison now!"

"So, this outsider is lying, he is slandering us!" Marlow pointed at Ah Hai's nose and said loudly.

Chel said, "Impossible! When Tenglong Trading Company came, Hei Usa had been locked in the black prison for a long time. How could he know the name of the poisonous snake?"

Li Mingxun smiled and said, "Everyone, is it a black umsa? You will know when you go to the black umbrella. He is not the only one in the prison. If you ask other prisoners, will you know the facts?"

But Alami knocked on the bluestone slab with a rattan pole to calm the applauded natives around him. He said: "The evil Black Usa had escaped two months ago..."

As he said that, he looked at Li Mingxun deeply and said, "Tararo Zhengshu has been chasing Hei Usa, so he has not appeared here."

"But I saw him this morning. He has been in the camp in the heart of the stream these days." said a village leader.

Li Mingxun understood and was even a little surprised. For a long time, the Tu Zhu Min on the island, whether it was Gaoshan Manchu or Pingpu ethnic group, was either simple and ignorant or vicious. He had never thought about the wisdom of these ignorant natives, but Alami in front of him changed this view.

Obviously, the aging king in front of him wanted to maintain Tararo in order to stabilize the situation in the kingdom and successfully complete the transfer of power when he was about to fall. After all, the next king, Malo, is only one year older than Ah Hai, and Tararo can maintain the status of this ethnic group when he is in trouble.

Alami obviously also knew what Tararo did. As long as he came out to confront him, no matter whether Li Mingxun had any evidence or not, it would be a huge loss to Tararo's prestige. If there was really evidence, he would be in a dilemma. So Alami would definitely hide Tararo and prevent the culprit from appearing. This is the greatest protection. This is a brilliant political wisdom and completely out of Li Mingxun's plan. In the original plan, Li Mingxun would expose Tararo in public, force Alami to kill him, or force him to jump over the wall, and then use this as a reason to start a war. However, he did not expect that Alami gave him a Tai Chi move, and his heavy punch was not easy to fall.

Li Mingxun laughed and said, "Everyone, this is your kingdom. Tararo doesn't come out to confront him. I have to wait until he comes back before talking. But an honest highland warrior told Ah Hai that the oxen we stolen was kept in the cow pen in the heart of the stream. I know that the oxen there are all worships dedicated to the sacred trees by each village community, and the number is recorded. Let's take a look at whether the number increases. The truth will be revealed. If the oxen from our trading company is among them, it will be possible to return it to us today."

"This is certainly possible, but the sacrificed sacred cow cannot be disturbed by too many people..." Alami said lightly.

Li Mingxun said: "No need to disturb too many people. Just send someone to check it. We are here Ah Hai, as for you..."

"Of course I'm going!" Marlow stood up.

"You are Talaro's son, no! I suggest Chel will take him. He has always been a fair person and has interests involved. King Alamy, what do you think?" Li Mingxun asked with a smile.

Alami nodded slightly: "Chel, please go there."

Ah Hai and Chel went to the bullpen, but Alami and Marlow were calm, because before they came to Xixindi, they had secretly sent warriors to take away the extra cows, but after half an hour, Ah Hai and Chel led six cows back to the dock.

"Chel, this is a offering dedicated to the sacred tree. Why are you leading here? Are you blaspheming the sacred tree?" Marlow rebuked loudly.

But Ah Hai stood in front of Chel and said, "Because this is the ox of our trading company!"

Ah Hai's voice suddenly became louder and he said loudly: "Everyone, the cattle in our trading company are all the property of the farm, and each cattle is the farmer's partner, so they all have their own names!"

"Oh, then you call him, can he agree?" Marlow sneered.

But Ah Hai took out a list from his arms, pointed to the inside of the buffalo's front legs and said, "Please look, there is a brand here, which is the number of us Han people. Suzhou code. This cow is number 109, a three-year-old cow, two feet and three inches in the ox's tail, four and a half feet high. And this one is one, four, two, five-year-old bull..."

Ah Hai compared the roster and told the details of each cow. Although the indigenous people did not recognize the code on the side of the legs, it was exactly the same as the one on the roster. In fact, every employee of the trading company has his own identity information, and livestock is no exception, but it is not so detailed.

The big-bowed Fan Kingdom also has a tradition of raising cattle. You can see the male and female at the same time, and you can see the age of the young and old by looking at the mouth of the teeth. The imprint is also old and it is definitely not a new brand, so it must not be faked.

Alami and Marlow's faces changed, and the thousands of indigenous people gathered on the dock were also filled with righteous indignation. In the eyes of the indigenous people who advocate honesty and kindness, oxen plowing is an important property. What they couldn't accept was that the thieves actually put the stolen cows and the sacrifices they worshiped together. This was simply the greatest disrespect to the sacred tree!

The crowd was excited on the dock. Some were shouting for the crime of a cattle thief, some advocated severe punishment, and some shouted that Tararo came out to confront him. After all, it was his duty to keep the sacrifices under his charge, and Heiwusa was once his subordinate.

Ah Hai smiled and said, "Everyone, what surprised me the most was not the appearance of our plowing ox in the cow pen, but the number of sacrifices was the same as recorded. Do you know what this means?"
Chapter completed!