The morning in Sanbaoshan is still as lively as before. On the most prosperous Sanbao Street, vendors from all walks of life push their cars to set up stalls, most of which sell various breakfast foods, including soy milk and fried dough sticks from the north and rice from the south.

Porridge buns, with the Ming Dynasty's management of Malacca Port this year, more and more Han people have come to Malacca, which has also driven the local economy. For example, breakfast stalls on the street are twice as many as a year ago.

Even so, sometimes there are too many guests and you still need to queue up.

However, today's lively Sanbao Street is a little different, because early in the morning, an old man in a thick Hanfu came to Sanbao Street, holding a statue of Sanbao eunuch in both hands, kowtowed in three steps, and kowtowed from the street all the way to the street.

At the end of the street, I kept muttering something, and I didn’t know what he was saying?

People on the street were very curious about this old man. Not only his strange behavior, but also his clothes. Although most of the streets are Han people, few people wear high crowns and long sleeves.

The weather in Malacca is so hot. It’s good for men to wear pants under their homes and wear trousers on them. Some people are not particular about it and just shirtless. However, the old man is wearing Hanfu that he only wore during the sacrifice, even if he was hot.

Sweats so hard that they still took steady steps, kowtowing forward in three steps, which made many people look curiously.

Those onlookers on the street did not know that the old man in Hanfu in front of him was the great Muslim minister who came from the old port to ask for help from the Ming Dynasty. In order to preach, they drove some Han people who were unwilling to believe in religion out of the old port.

They died in Nanyang. However, a considerable number of Han families survived in Malacca. It was precisely because of these people that the Ming Dynasty had to worry about the ideas of their families that they were concerned about whether to rescue the old port.

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After the founding of the above from Tang Bohu, the chief minister quickly made a decision, so this morning happened. He was wearing Hanfu and told the Han family in Malacca that he was also a Han Chinese. There were nearly ten more places in Old Port.

Wan Han people are all the same tribe, so there is no need to torment each other. As for the statue of the Sanbao eunuch he held in his hand, I hope everyone can remember the contributions of Zheng He, who is also Muslim, to Nanyang. As for the three steps and one kneel, it is

He repents to the wrong things he did when preaching, hoping to get forgiven by those families.

The local Han families in Malacca are naturally very clear about these actions of the Grand Tutor. After all, after the Grand Tutor came to Malacca, they have been paying attention to the other party's actions. And they are not really trying to get the old port closer.

Hundreds of thousands of Han people suffered from war, just to make these Muslims realize their mistakes.

It is precisely because of this that the founder of the Grand Priest went from beginning to end along Sanbao Street and went to several family ancestral halls that were driven out of the old port to kneel down to worship and worship. Finally, he knelt motionlessly in Sanbao Temple, and

He made a vow that if the Ming Dynasty did not agree to rescue the old port one day, he would not get up for a day until he knelt down and died here.

No one would doubt the determination of the Grand Priest. After all, there were nearly 100,000 Han people waiting for the Ming army to help him. If he could not convince the Ming Dynasty to send troops, the Grand Priest would have no shame to go back. It would be better to die directly.

In the Sanbao Temple in Malacca.

The great master knelt in the Sanbao Temple and did not get up. Old Lu, who was standing in the Lu Clan Ancestral Hall, received the news soon and knew that the other party had made an oath, but his old face had not changed much.

.In addition, there are several other people in the Lu Clan Ancestral Hall, all of whom are the patriarchs of several major families in Malacca. They were the families who were kicked out of the old port because they were unwilling to convert to Islam. Later, they finally came to Malacca.

And took root here.

"Old Lu, the master of the great master has been kneeling in Sanbao Temple for so long, and the weather is so hot, and I haven't drunk a sip of water yet. If something happens, it may be difficult to explain to the prefect Tang.

!” A very young patriarch in the audience said uneasy. Although he heard the elders of the clan talk about the misery when the family was kicked out of the old port, he had never experienced it personally, so he did not have a deep understanding of this pain.

Now that I saw the great minister begging them for forgiveness so much, I suddenly felt soft-hearted.

Hearing the words of the young patriarch, Mr. Lu, who had closed his eyes, finally opened his eyes and glared at him, "Boy, you are young, it's not your fault for saying such words. At that time, our families were forced by the chief ministers.

The land and shops in the clan were gone, and many people died on the road. Not to mention anything else, your second grandfather, third grandfather, uncle and others all died on the road. We have a grudge against those Muslims.

I can't solve it anymore. Now I want to use this bitter meat trick to get our forgiveness, it's almost impossible to imagine!"

Mr. Lu experienced what happened in person, so he hated the Muslims in the old port. The master's bitter tricks were effective for others, but for him, they were useless. For Mr. Lu's words, several other people

The old patriarch also nodded in agreement. Although they were all young when they moved out of the old port, they also witnessed the elders of the family dying on the way to migration. The bitterness was really not just a word or two.

It can be said clearly.

The young patriarch married Mr. Lu's granddaughter, so he naturally did not dare to talk too much in front of Mr. Lu. Moreover, when he saw the expressions of the other patriarchs, he knew that he had said the wrong thing. He hurriedly stepped down and stopped talking.

After a while, someone came to report again, saying that the chief minister brought by the chief minister all fainted from kneeling in the Sanbao Temple, and the chief minister was still struggling to hold on. Unfortunately

Mr. Lu was still unmoved.

The atmosphere in the ancestral hall was very heavy, and everyone didn't say anything. Although Mr. Lu and his friends hated the Muslims in the old port, they did not really want to let the other party die in the war, but wanted them to atone for the mistakes they made at the time.

Although the headmaster and the others have shown some sincerity, Mr. Lu and others still feel that it is not enough.

Just as everyone in the ancestral hall was silent, someone suddenly came to report that Tang Bohu actually brought people to visit, which surprised Mr. Lu and the others. They immediately brought people to greet them, and finally everyone came.

I sat down in the hall, and all the other irrelevant people also retreated.

"Old Mr. Lu, the Muslims in the old port did do something sorry for you, but so many years have passed, and they have realized their mistakes. In my opinion, this is enough. I wonder what Mr. Lu thinks?"

Tang Bohu smiled and said, "He manages government affairs in Malacca, and most of his officials come from major families like the Lu family, so he dare not ignore the attitudes of the major families like the Lu family, otherwise his life will be in the future."

But it will be difficult.

Hearing Tang Bohu's words, Mr. Lu sighed and said, "Mr. Tang, the little old man is in his eighties. To be honest, I have seen through this world for a long time, but our Lu family was in the old port.

It is also a famous big family, but in the end, under the pressure of the chief minister and the minister, he had to give up his homeland and moved his family to Malacca. After decades of hard work, he finally settled down. Now he has encountered a big family in the old port.

It was hard, so I remembered to ask for help from us in Malacca, and I only sent a few old men to kneel at our ancestral hall. Do you think we would forgive them so easily?"

When he heard Mr. Lu's words, Tang Bohu breathed a sigh of relief. He was no longer the talented man in Yangzhou who only knew poetry and songs. After being baptized in the officialdom, and with his smart head, he had learned to observe his words and expressions.

He had already heard some implications from Mr. Lu's words.

"Old Mr. Lu, the old port is in danger now and it is really impossible to delay it. So if you have any conditions, just mention it. As long as it is not too much, I believe that the great minister will definitely agree!" Tang Bohu finally said that he was very serious.

To be honest, he really didn't want to go around with a person like Mr. Lu, because he knew that he would only suffer the loss in the end.

Regarding Tang Bohu's straightforwardness, Old Lu looked up at him and smiled and said, "Mr. Tang is so serious. We don't want to mention any conditions. It's just that our families owned a lot of land in the old port, and these were all

The Muslims have occupied it. What’s even more hateful is that they have converted our house into a mosque, which we can’t tolerate. So now I don’t have any other conditions, but I must return our original land.

Those mosques must also be demolished and restored to their original appearance!”

"Hiss~" Hearing Mr. Lu's words, Tang Bohu also took a deep breath. It was easy to return the land and other things, but it was too troublesome to demolish the mosque. With his understanding of Muslims, it would be difficult for the other party to agree to this.

Things. But speaking of it, those Muslims deserve it. If they hadn't done too much and hadn't left a way out for themselves, the Ming army might have arrived at the old port now.

Since he received the request from Mr. Lu, Tang Bohu no longer wasted time. He immediately said goodbye to Sanbao Temple and then personally told the minister about Mr. Lu and his request. But what was unexpected to Tang Bohu,

After listening to his reposted request, a white-haired master thought for a moment and sighed: "Thank you, Lord Master, for dealing with me. On behalf of all the Muslims in the old port, I would like to express my gratitude to you. As for the request made by Mr. Lu and others, I
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