In Fujian, in July, the resumption of cultivation began early.

Compared with the Central Plains, agriculture in Fujian often began two months earlier, and since the Dutch invaded Penghu and fled to Xiamen, the number of displaced people has increased day by day.

At this time, Xiamen had more market terms among the people - Jiaheyu, Xiamen, and Zhongzuo, all of which were the ways that the people called this area.

Since the 22nd year of Wanli, the word Xiamen has appeared in the documents of the imperial court and officials, and has become the official title of the official designation.

In March of this year, the British slaughtered Native American tribes in Jamestown, Virginia, in an attempt to turn the area into a colony.

After the Dutch came to Penghu, they treated the local people, although they had not yet reached the point where the thieves in eastern Liaodong treated the Liao people, but they were not much worse.

In the eyes of these people, the Orientals were no different from the Indians, they were all inferior races, and once the Ming showed weakness, the Dutch would definitely have the idea of turning this place into a colony.

There had been no sign of any fishermen for months, and wherever the Dutch ships sailed, the blue sea changed color and was full of messes.

Thanks to the Ming court, the Dutch have not gone too far, and in order to win the Ming trade, they still maintain their basic humanity.

The sun is so sunny on the surface of the sea that it's even a little dazzling.

This is accompanied by a scorching heat that is diametrically opposed to Liaodi.

An 18-year-old boy with a dark face was standing on the ship's board, waiting for the cargo to be loaded.

Zheng Yiguan had been following his uncle Li Dan before, transporting goods back and forth between Japan and the Ming Dynasty to make profits.

The last Suzhou Tiqi death incident was actually planned by Li Dan, Zheng Yiguan still remembered his feelings at the time, watching the group of bravado Tiqi being killed, it was really relieved!

As for why he relieved his hatred, he didn't know at the time, anyway, he felt inexplicably relieved.

Of course, now two years have passed, and Zheng Yiguan's thoughts are different from before, because he has seen clearly the faces of the so-called righteous men and gentlemen of the Donglin Party from the "Beijing Daily".

His thoughts were wavering, perhaps, it was wrong to kill Tiqi in the first place?

Just thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of cannons shaking the mountains in the distance, Zheng Yiguan looked at the small Cangshan ship that was gradually sinking in the distance, was stunned for a moment, and said to himself:

"It's not like the firepower of a pirate..."

"The red-haired fan is here—"

"The red-haired fan is coming, run!"

The panicked shouts of the sailors of the imperial court passing by the center and left cleared Zheng Yiguan's doubts.

However, he did not have the fear of ordinary people, but sneered:

"Hang up the flag of our Zheng family!"

At the sound of an order, the pennant with a red background with the word "Zheng" on it was hoisted high, and this change also made the eight Dutch ships who attacked look confused.

A Dutch admiral who literally translates to "Gao Wenlu" in Dutch stood on the deck and was very curious when he saw this scene.

He put down the clairvoyant mirror and said rather funny:

"What is written on that flag?"

"Honorable Admiral, this is the banner of Zheng Yiguan, a maritime merchant of the Ming Dynasty, who was given the position of director last year, His Excellency Cohen, the head of our East India Company."

"Zheng Yiguan, what a stupid name, as stupid as their skin color..."

Gao Wenlu nodded absentmindedly, and he didn't know if he heard it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said:

"Can these ships be hit?"

When he heard this, the Dutchman was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that the admiral was so interested, he did not dare to disobey his wishes, and after a while, he said:

"Your Excellency's intention is to try not to do anything to the Alliance Family."

"Try not to, that is, you can do it?"

Gao Wenlu laughed, picked up the clairvoyant mirror again, and deliberately observed the appearance of Zheng's Lingqi at this time, before saying:

"Go down on my orders, and those who hang these flags will fight the same."

The reason why he is so confident is because Gao Wenlu is disdainful of the strength of the sailors of the Ming Dynasty.

The same eight ships had just attacked a group of Ming Dynasty merchant fleets returning from the Spice Islands in the maritime merchants a few days ago.

There were more than 200 ships in that maritime fleet, and they didn't even touch a single hair of them.

Although this is only a merchant ship, the merchant ships of the Royal Netherlands also have the power to fight in the maritime business, and no country dares to underestimate it.

It is also a merchant ship, but the merchant ships of the Ming Dynasty are so vulnerable!

Such an ignorant and backward country, instead of conquering, to engage in some kind of negotiation and trade, Gao Wenlu felt that His Excellency Cohen was simply squeezed out of his head by the door!

The Ming maritime merchant fleet that Gao Wenlu sacked a few days ago gave the Dutch a lot of sweetness.

It just so happens that the Fujian government has just recently changed the governor, so it is not very tough on the issue of the Netherlands.

This also made the commander-in-chief of the Dutch fleet, Lei Yeshan, contemptive, believing that the Ming Dynasty was nothing more than a papier-mâché tiger, and like those indigenous Indians, they could not withstand a war at all.

Therefore, Lei Yeshan did not hesitate to decide to strike preemptively and sent eight ships to blockade the port of Xiamen and give the Ming Dynasty a disadvantage.

One of the reasons for Zheng Yiguan's emboldenance was that he had become a nominal ally with Cohen, the head of the Dutch East India Company.

According to Cohen's meaning, as long as the ships flying the Zheng Jialing flag would not be embarrassed by any of the colonial fleets under the Dutch East India Company.

Although the Zheng family's fleet was not afraid, the rest of the maritime merchants were terribly afraid.

The imperial navy division of the center left had already been galloping and slumping, and when they were attacked by eight Dutch ships, they scattered in a hurry, running faster than the merchants.

When they ran, the entire port was even more powerless.

Zheng Yiguan was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of the Dutch fleet bombing the ships in the port outside, his face was not shocked, but his heart was also full of tastes, and he couldn't say it.

"Peng!"

Suddenly, the sky shook for a while, and a cannonball actually hit the board of Zheng Yiguan's ship!

Zheng Yiguan, who was squinting, suddenly woke up.

He struggled to sit up, looking dazed, and was soon dragged by life to the deck, where he saw a hellish scene.

This Dutch fleet did not take their alliance with the Zheng family seriously.

After a moment of stunnedness, a cannonball smashed on the board of the ship in front of Zheng Yiguan, and a familiar seafarer disappeared in an instant, turning into a mess of minced meat.

In the harbor, patches of flesh and blood can be seen everywhere, and as far as the eye can see, countless ships have been destroyed, and they are sinking with billowing black smoke and mourning.

"What's going on?"

"Yiguan, let's go, these red-haired fans have blown up with us!" Zheng Yiguan's fifth brother, who later became Zheng Zhibao, was full of tears, pulling him to death.

"The Dutchman for dog days!"

Zheng Yiguan's eyes were red, he roared angrily, clenched his hands tightly, and was pulled off the boat by Zheng Zhibao.

......

Half a month later, the center left of the city.

Nan Juyi, the new governor of Fujian, who had just taken office in the past few days, was ordered to start negotiations with the Dutch on behalf of the imperial court.

He looked at the smug red-haired fans in front of him, and tried his best to restrain the ups and downs of his chest.

A diplomat in front of him, with four entourage, was the negotiating delegation sent by the Dutch this time.

Today, it is the third day of the trade resolution between the Netherlands and Daming, and the attitude of the Dutch is getting tougher and tougher.

Whether to trade or go to war, we need to make a decision today!

The Dutch diplomat was also accompanied by a translator who was fluent in Chinese, and every time he said a word, the competent translator repeated it in the same tone.

Just listen to him:

"You said you would have three days to think about it, and this is already the third day, and if you don't give a clear answer, we will forcibly open your country to trade."

"Your port is still under our blockade!"