The prince sat on the couch and listened to the footsteps fade away until they were gone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He finished the wine in his glass in one gulp, stared intently at the empty wine glass for a while, and began to speak.

Zheng Fei and the Duke left that room and entered another, still as secluded.

The noise outside became quieter and quieter, and most of the merchants and nobles went home to withdraw their money.

When he entered the house, the duke immediately changed his demeanor, and lay down on the sofa very comfortably, his body fell apart, and he gasped for breath a few times.

"That subordinate of yours can really act, it's not easy to deceive people!"

"yes, you're still smiling. ”

"Haha, I'm going to be the richest duke in Italy soon!"

The duke slapped his thigh excitedly, and his pipe trembled in his left hand, and suddenly, his face tightened.

Carried away by interests, he finally thought of potential hidden dangers.

"You, aren't you also kidding me?" he stared at Zheng Fei faintly, straightened up, and squeezed the pipe in his hand tightly.

"How could it be~ I said, I want to make friends with you, it will be very helpful for my development in Italy. ”

Zheng Fei sat down unhurriedly, his eyes falling on the closed curtains, and a ray of sunlight reflected through the gap on the dark floor.

"Heh, too~"

The Duke's apprehensions easily dissipated, and his sense of security stemmed from being too confident in his own reputation and strength.

This was followed by a half-minute silence.

The Duke lit his pipe, took a puff, narrowed his eyes, and spat out wisps of smoke in a fluttering manner.

"By the way, how did you get here from the east? Aren't the roads blocked by the West Asian barbarians?"

"By sea. ”

Zheng Fei was absent-minded, waiting for the results of Ares's questioning.

"Oh my God, you've found the sea route between East and West?"

The tone was full of consternation.

In the Duke's impression, for decades, there have always been an endless stream of navigators, with the dream of reaching the Oriental Celestial Empire, exploring the so-called new routes.

But, none of them have ever succeeded.

In his eyes, navigators are just losers who can't get along well on land.

"No, my fleet was caught in a storm on the sea, and I got here for no reason, and I don't even remember how I got there. Zheng Fei said perfunctorily.

The Duke was about to say something more, when he heard a squeak, and someone pushed open the half-hidden door.

It was Ares, who whistled not very well.

Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, and immediately got up to greet him.

The Duke watched their backs disappear into the doorway, thoughtful and muttering.

"Oriental...... Route. ”

He felt that Zheng Fei must be lying, and he had to find a way to dig out the secret of the new route.

But he didn't know that he was going to be in a few minutes.

Zheng Fei and Ares strolled to the other end of the corridor before they stopped and stopped.

"What did the prince say?"

"He asked for mammoth ivory as a tribute to his father, the king of Romania. The king said that whoever of the four heirs paid the best tribute to the ivory would be the one who would be on the throne. I also asked about Sparta, and he didn't want to admit it at first, but then I forced him to confess with mammoth tusks, and it turned out that the guy was not leading Sparta to kill the enemy, but to ensure that he would be on the throne. ”

"Ridiculous...... What do you think would happen to the prince if he became king?"

"Hehe, it's a disaster for the Romanians, both naïve and incompetent. Aristan said, laughing, pausing and then saying, "So what do we do now?"

"You go outside now, direct the men to sell the goods, transport the money to the dock for loading, and then come back to stabilize the prince. ”

"Uh, there's something I don't understand......"

After a pause, Zheng Fei didn't say a word: You say.

Ares scratched his ears in embarrassment: "Anyway, I want to forcibly leave Venice, why do you want to sell that batch of goods to them, and just roll them away with the money?"

Hearing this, Zheng Fei looked at him and said seriously: "We are not hooligans. ”

"Then why did you rob the prince of the token, and deceive the duke......" Ares grinned, curling his neck.

"You...... You hate it, you know?"

Jokes aside, Zheng Fei frowned, and said with a straight face: "Merchants spend money to buy goods, and it is natural to use money to deliver goods." As for the Duke, he didn't offer anything, he just provided a venue, and I had no interest in making friends with him. Not to mention the prince, if he had ruled Sparta to defend against foreign enemies, I might not have robbed him, but now, I will definitely rob him!"

Aresnu asked curiously, "In the words of your people from the East, there is a way to be a thief?"

"There is a way to steal ~ you can!" Zheng Fei laughed, he didn't expect that Zhuangzi's quotations had already reached Italy, and Marco Polo's strength was really extraordinary.

"Alright, do as I say, now I have to do something else. ”

......

The Duke had a pipe in his mouth, his brow still furrowed, and he was thinking about the route to the East.

How can Zheng Fei be allowed to speak? Obviously unrealistic...... Why don't you arrange for someone to mix in with his fleet and leave?

Thinking of this, the sudden knock on the door made him tremble, and the pipe almost fell.

He cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Please come in!"

Zheng Fei pushed the door in, and Hans followed behind him, putting down his brimmed hat to cover his face.

"Well, how much did you ask for the prince in the end?"

The Duke was desperate to know how much he could earn this time, as if he had seen a mountain of gold, and the oil lamp lit up his eyes, shining with greed.

Zheng Fei sat down, pulled out the dagger, played a knife flower, lowered his eyebrows and said, "You don't care about this, let's talk about it, how much do you want?"

"Isn't it half?" the duke drummed in his heart, and then, subconsciously, he touched his waist, where a musket was pinned.

"Anyway, I can give you a maximum of 100,000 silver coins, which is considered your reward for helping me. ”

"Hmph, you're kidding me?" the Duke sneered.

"Hmm. Zheng Fei smiled.

There was silence for a moment, and the Duke suddenly drew his musket.

It's just that before he could raise the muzzle of the gun, Zheng Fei grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard, so painful that he let go of his hand, and the musket smashed to the floor.

Zheng Fei effortlessly grabbed his neck, clenched the dagger, and said intimidatingly, "Don't force me to kill you." ”

Frightened, but the corners of the duke's mouth were still sneering.

"Kill me, do you think you can escape my manor? The bull troops and the Blade Knights, together with my escort, can besiege this castle to the ground! Even if you escape from the manor, you can't escape Venice! You can't escape Italy! You kill Duke Abraham!"

The duke shouted angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, and he glared at Zheng Fei viciously, eager to eat him.

"But are you really Duke Abraham?"

Zheng Fei replied nonchalantly.

As the words fell, Hans stepped forward and took off his brimmed hat. (To be continued.) )