Gu Yanwu did not agree at first, but under Zhou Xian's forced request, he had to accept the order. A few days later, he wrote himself into a book and handed it to Zhou Xian. The only requirement he made was that the book must not be decorated with his name.

Zhou Xian was curious, but he didn't care much. The things were complicated a few days ago and he didn't have time to read them. Until today, he was idle and used them to relieve his troubles. But he couldn't let go of this sutra. Gu Yanwu was the three great scholars in the late Ming Dynasty. Zhou Xian knew about this, but he didn't expect that he could write such novels so easily. It was a real legend of characters. Compared with it, the palace dramas filmed by the TV series of descendants were simply pediatric. The plot was bloody, the conflicts were obvious, and the shamelessness of Huang Taiji was portrayed. It has no nutritional content, but it is full of viewability. Ordinary people like the bloody plot of the royal family, and the more bloody the more they like it.

At this time, Zhou Xian probably understood why Gu Yanwu was not very willing to be famous in this book? It was too inconsistent with his usual style, and in order to make most of them understand, he wrote very popularly, which was too harmful to his identity as a talented man. Zhou Xian turned another page, made up his mind and urgently wanted to know what to do in the future.

At this time, two "bang" knocks suddenly came out of the cabin, and then Xia Shu's voice was remembered. "Military Gate, we are about to arrive at the Imperial City Island."

Zhou Xian pushed the cabin out, stood at the bow, looking into the distance. The sun had already set a lot west, about two minutes before dark. The water waves shone under the sunlight, and under the blowing of the sea breeze, rolling upwards one by one. Several seagulls hovered at low altitude, rushed into the sea from time to time, holding a small sea fish in their arms. About ten miles ahead, a fiery red flag was waving around on the newly built watchtower of Huangcheng Island, pointing the direction to those who came. Zhou Xian chuckled slightly, and had been bumping on the sea for nearly five days, and finally had a good sleep on the land.

Zhou Xian and Lin Qingye stepped off the boat. A general stepped forward and bowed and said, "Zhou Junmen, Deputy General Lin, have worked hard all the way. Now you have settled a place for you. Now the villain will take you there. At a moment, the villain will send you food to you."

Zhou Xian waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, let the brothers get off the boat first. In addition, let Han Kuo come over to see me immediately."

The general took out a letter from his arms and presented it to Zhou Xian with both hands: "Military Gate, Mr. Han Qian is not on the island now. This is the letter he left to you before leaving."

Zhou Xian was full of doubts and took the letter and read it. He suddenly changed his expression and was speechless after holding the letter for a while.

Lin Qingye saw Zhou Xian’s face look ugly and asked, “Military Gate, what’s wrong?”

"You can see it yourself!" As he said that, Zhou Xian handed over the letter.

After Lin Qingye's face changed a lot after reading it, he was silent for a moment: "Han Kuo is meticulous and cautious in his military service. Since he decided to do this, he must be very sure. Besides, he took away nearly 400 soldiers, and the islands were isolated from each other, and there were only dozens of Qing troops on each. In theory, there should not be any major problems."

Zhou Xian nodded gently and said, "I hope so! Deputy General Lin, you go down and rest first, and leave the next thing to me. You will rest on the island for a night tonight, and wait until tomorrow morning to return to Denglai. The remaining soldiers will have to send them as soon as possible."

Lin Qingye has indeed been a little tired after leading the way these days. He did not be polite to Zhou Xian at this moment, and nodded slightly and said, "Then I will trouble the military."

Zhou Xian saw Lin Qingye go away and ordered loudly to the side: "Let your brothers get off the boat quickly, and the baggage on it must be unloaded as soon as possible. Except for the boatman who will return to Denglai tomorrow, all the rest will be moved for me."

Han Kuo sat on a round tree stump, looking at the dozen Qing army prisoners lined up in front of him. He raised his long sword in his right hand and kept gently hitting his left hand. "I haven't been too patient, so here, I will tell you directly. I want to know which islands have garrisons in front of him, how many soldiers are there on each island? There are all other information about the Qing army. But even if I get what I want, only half of you can survive. The decision of whether you can survive depends on how many questions you answer. Don't lie to me, because you are not the only one who can answer the questions. Let's start now! My first question is which islands have garrisons in front of him?"

The people who were kneeling on the ground looked at each other, but no one said anything at the first time. Han Kuo sighed softly, waved his long sword, and the Qing army in front of him suddenly covered his neck and slowly tilted to the side. Looking at the Qing army who was panicked and moved away to both sides, Han Kuo wiped the blood on the rag and shouted in a deep voice: "Do you think I'm joking with you? Let me ask again, which islands are stationed in front of you?"

The Qing soldiers immediately came to their senses and responded in a verbal manner.

Han Kuo let out another yell, "Shut up your mouth. Now I'll ask a question, and everyone who knows raises your hands, and I'll decide who will answer. Whoever dares to disobey the rules and speaks more, I will cut him directly. You, will you answer the first question?" Han Kuo pointed to a short middle-aged man with a seemingly loyal appearance.

"Report to Jun Ye, the nearest island in front is the Double Island, where there are usually 100 guards. But now it is winter. Generally, in order to introduce the trouble of transporting supplies from ships to and from ships, most guards will be withdrawn back to Lushun. As for how many soldiers are left there now, the villain doesn't know."

Han Kuo nodded and continued to ask, "How many people are there in your island on your usual island?"

"Our island is the largest island in the surrounding sea area. In normal times, it is usually used as a supply base for the surrounding islands. Originally, there were fifty soldiers and nearly one hundred farmers. However, before the sea was covered with ice and snow in winter, ships were sent to transport half of the soldiers and all the farmers back to Lushun. Now there are only a few of us left."

"In other words, when the ice and snow are unblocked, Manlu will send people from Lushun to come here. When will they send ships here?"

"I don't know about this villain, only Mr. Li knows about this."

Seeing that man looking at the person next to him, it should be Mr. Li who he said. Han Kuo pointed at him and said, "Would you like to answer?"
Chapter completed!