To escape Istanbul, two lines of defense need to be crossed. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The first way, out of the city.

The second way, through the strait.

As long as you cross the strait and enter the Black Sea, it is like a bird entering the forest, which can no longer be traced, and then you can land in a port in Romania and take the descendants of Sparta with you, and you will be able to return to the Americas and develop the treasure trove of endless mineral resources.

Previously, he had established a delicate relationship with the daughter of the Strait Garrison, and with a little operation, he could get a lot of information related to the Strait and make plans based on it.

And now, the city guard officer has also fallen in front of him by accident, how can such an excellent opportunity be easily let go?

Zheng Fei smiled happily.

"How much do you want to pay compensation?"

The drunken man raised five fingers, burped drunken eyes, and a smell of alcohol came to his face, and the smell of disgust made Santiago want to kill him.

"Four hundred silver coins. ”

"Four hundred?" Zheng Fei stared at his five fingers in amazement.

"Oh no!" the drunk shook his head again and again, chattering: "It's three hundred!"

"Okay, Santiago took him to get the money, and it seems like our money is in a tavern down the next street, where we can open a private room. Zheng Fei blinked and hinted.

Santiago, accompanied by Ares, helped the satisfied smirking guard officer and walked down the stairs from the castle and into the tavern that stayed late at night.

Zheng Fei turned back to the house, shrugged his shoulders, and smiled.

"The show is about to begin, Mr. Urban, so let's keep in touch. ”

Urban nodded seriously, watched Zheng Fei leave, and then quickly packed up his artillery research manuscripts, which were the crystallization of his wisdom.

......

Before going to the tavern, Zheng Fei bought a black-maned horse at a high price, and with the officer's uniform as a pass, he galloped all the way through the spacious streets of Istanbul, and under the cover of night, the cold wind swept through his ears, making his robe rise with the wind, like a huge wing.

People living on the side of the street, when they see him, are surprised and most likely smile and sigh.

"Look, Night Knight. ”

In just ten minutes, Zheng Fei came from the center of Istanbul City to the pier.

Oh no, there are no marinas in Istanbul, so call it a beach.

On the beach, the neatly stacked cargo boxes look like hills, some of which are taller than the buildings, almost covering the moon.

The beach is full of porters, so to speak, all sleeping porters.

Istanbul is bustling, with countless boats coming and going every day, porters never have to worry about finding something to do, and the pay is extremely high, but the only regret is that they don't have a home.

Movers, almost 90 percent of whom are from the surrounding countryside, have to pay for 50 years to buy a house in a big city like Istanbul.

So, the beach became their home, the cargo box became their bed, and they lived in the open with food and sleeping on three times more than their counterparts in smaller towns.

For them, the only joy of the day is to go to the city's most upscale bar after work at sunset, have a drink or two of cheap things like salt-baked peas, and then come back to sleep.

On the vast beach, Zheng Fei stopped on horseback, stared ahead, and turned over and dismounted.

His feet fell to the ground, and he took advantage of the moonlight to look at the porters sleeping on the containers, and they didn't even dare to turn over, otherwise they would fall from a high place.

Inadvertently, Zheng Fei's heart was filled with bitterness, and he felt a little pity for these poor people who had been offended.

"Take them away, there's a shortage of people. There seemed to be a voice in my heart that said.

Visually, there are 8,000 laborers on the entire beach, if not tens of thousands, and the fleet now has only a dozen boats, so it is obviously impossible to take them all away, but it is still no problem to bring 2,000 people, but it will be more crowded.

But that's all for later, and he has to do something else now.

As he was about to arrive at the beach, he took off his military uniform and changed into his own nautical suit, because he had come to meet an "acquaintance".

He handed the whip to the soldier who had come to meet him, gave him two silver coins, and led him to the officer of that day, the same one who had just arrived in Istanbul and said that he would have to queue up to enter the strait.

The soldier happily led Zheng Fei into a smoky hut, where the officer was lying on a wicker chair, smoking over the fire, and a grill on the stove made an enticing smell of crispy meat.

Seeing someone enter, the officer squinted his eyes and looked through the smoke.

"Who's there?" he asked.

"Don't you know me?" Zheng Fei stepped forward, and the soldier closed the door with amusement.

"Oh, it's you. ”

The officer stood up and smiled.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank you for the hundreds of silver coins you gave that day, just enough for my brother to pay off his gambling debts. ”

"Heh, then I've done a good thing. ”

Zheng Fei looked around, but he really couldn't find a place to sit, so he could only stand like this.

The officer opened the window to let out choking smoke, turned the grill over, and sprinkled cumin.

"You've come just in time to try my roast pork, no worse than the one in the diner. ”

After a busy night in the castle, Zheng Fei was also hungry, so he unceremoniously cut a piece of roasted tender pork loin.

"It's so fragrant~ Is there any wine?"

"Yes, but I'm reluctant to give it to you. ”

The officer confessed, laughed, cut a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it deliciously.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Zheng Fei pondered for a while, wiped the dagger used to cut the flesh back into the scabbard, and got down to business.

"According to the scheduled time of the queue, my fleet will depart tomorrow afternoon, right?"

"That's right, I've tried to help you get ahead of time. ”

"Now I want to leave later because I met an old man in Istanbul and I have a business to talk to. ”

"Oh. The officer frowned, looking a little embarrassed: "This ......"

Zheng Fei didn't say much nonsense, untied the cloth bag tied on his belt and put it on the table.

"A hundred gold coins, is that okay?"

The officer immediately reached out to cover the cloth bag, looked out the window, and silently put it away.

"Hey, you don't want to stay in Istanbul and cause trouble, do you?"

"How is it possible, where did I come from to be so bold. Zheng Fei smiled.

"Also, how long do you want to stay here?"

"A week, maybe two weeks, can you do it?"

"Yes, you have given me so many benefits, we will be friends in the future, and if I come to Istanbul again, I will let the strait guard let me go directly. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Fei sighed in his heart and hurriedly asked, "You can do this?"

"Well, I mean, you can walk without queuing, and the necessary searches can't be avoided. (To be continued.) )