Da.

Ping'er swayed her slender figure and dressed.

Outside the window of the thatched hut in Daoxiang Village, the beating chickens, ducks and geese are still there, the old roosters are domineering and squeezing the harem aside, and Su Yun Biyue is sprinkling rice grains and watching them play.

The wine guise floated as always.

Rockery, lakes and pavilions divide the entire Grand View Garden into layers of world and space, say big is big, say small and small, in short, there is a living, maybe you can't see me, I can't see you, even if you see each other, the heart is invisible.

Just like this neighboring Daoxiang Village and Qiushuangzhai, they are obviously neighbors, but they are two worlds.

When chatting and laughing, when talking about family affairs, Ping'er is used to standing and saying: "The body of the eldest man is not as good as day by day, usually I talk to Grandma Cong, and I am always worried about ......"

"Are you worried that Brother Cong will be forced to resign and return to his hometown to be filial piety? This worry is not without reason, this official is also like concentrating on one thing, if it is broken one day, it will be very dangerous, and he will not be at ease. He's going to affect the general trend in the clan......" Li Kun put a piece of osmanthus cake in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

His eyes were uncertain, and the vitality and vitality that had been moistened in the past gradually faded: "But there is no way to do this, no matter how good Brother Cong is, there is no way, the prince of heaven and earth...... I think it's better for a few of us to prepare, and a few wives are not big, so we can do our own work......"

"Hmm......" Ping'er was deeply worried.

"Why don't you sit?" Li Kun said with a smile.

"I'm used to it, I can't let go of ...... at this time"

"Really, it's not a girl anymore, to be a grandmother, you have to have a grandmother's money, otherwise, who is looking at you!"

……

In the sky above the southeast of Guangzhou, the night is dull, although the light of the oil fire and lanterns reflects the bright lights of the port, but coupled with the momentum of the black clouds that want to destroy the city, the moist air forces the insects to crawl and die, making people's mood and feelings easy to be depressed and depressed.

The lucky ship rode the wind and waves, anchored, and the war was temporarily extinguished.

A small blow to Daphne, a noble girl from outside, Jia Cong came forward, standing upright on the four-story shipbuilding, Zheng Ren, the son of Zheng Sancai, the king of Nan'an County, the former Jinling garrison, and the earl, reported angrily and loudly: "Master Inspector, it is this group of foreign devils who captured Zhou Wenbai and put him in the church, and I only ......opened fire as a last resort."

This excuse is very good, but how can it seem like a shameless excuse used by a certain island nation...... But Jia Cong didn't care, and his face gradually became gloomy: "In this way, we are not at fault, Mr. Coelho, this is your mistake...... I really don't know, I really don't understand, why you made such stupid mistakes and decisions......"

The group of Portuguese also got into their own ship, but their ship was at anchor, and the blue-eyed white-skinned man looked condescendingly, proudly, and with anger, and then cheered and prayed to thank God.

"Thank God!" Coelho's blue eyes showed three points of helplessness and seven points of anger: "Your Excellency Master Jia, Mr. Zhou Wenbai of your country, he did come to Mass, because he was baptized by the omnipotent God, but we did not torture him......"

"It's just ridiculous! You still won't let people go? Bullying me, China is weak and incompetent? Jia Cong was furious, even more angry than Portugal: "Under the command of the Governor's Mansion of the Right Army, the Liangguang military camp listens to the orders of the Governor, and the military orders, tiger talismans, and holy decrees are all here, so you must save Zhou Gongzi!" ”

"Yes!"

Rumble!

Hundreds of pounds of anchors were raised, and the newly made cannons mounted on the ship opened fire again, blasting past, and whenever the operation was finished, the soldiers retreated far away in fear.

The Portuguese were terrified, and Christopher said, "Oh! My God! These shameless counterfeit thieves have made firearms that are better than ours, just like the natives of India, damn it! ”

There were four boats out of the way, and they had no choice but to flee to the mouth of the Pearl River and back to Macao, where there were more helpers.

Tang Yao looked at this scene with joy, somehow, there was a kind of happiness, and he looked at Jia Cong again, the foreign woman was right, Jia Cong was very shameless...... Still, I love this shameless ......

The four fortune ships lined up in a herringbone pattern, one left and one right, and chased the Portuguese ships.

Fortunately, Portugal was fortunate that there was a fog and they rejoiced and could have escaped this premeditated war.

……

Time passed.

The surface of the river seems endless, with no end in sight, sparkling.

The sky was getting closer to grayish, and it was almost dawn, and it was almost dawn.

The sailors, the missionaries, the priests, the governors, and the soldiers rejoiced.

The fog slowly cleared, and Coelho put down his monoculars: "Father, I vaguely see ships coming in the opposite direction, most likely our friendly forces have arrived. ”

The priest was also relieved that God was always bless them, and so was Our Lady.

……

Our firearms in this era are not lost to Taixi, what Jia Cong does is very simple, that is, to guide and control the overall situation, in this way, people in this era, imitation technology products, often exceed Taixi's ...... History proves it. Not only the Chinese are strong at imitation, but also in India.

Of course, it is difficult to implement, and people who stand on the cusp of the storm are prone to falling.

It is necessary to have the courage to move forward, not to be afraid of all attacks, and to have unparalleled courage in order to achieve something.

"Lord Inspector, these two general soldiers, except for the Jiangbei Liu General Soldier, who have seen it, the remaining one is the hereditary Tusi Lu Tingwan Lu female general transferred from Guangxi by Xia Guan...... Adults know that Guangxi is poor and bad...... cough cough ......" Under Lu Tingwan's unkind gaze, Ding Qisheng changed his words: "The mountains in Guangxi are steep...... Well, ingenious and magical, Lu Nu will be trained from there, and she has also adapted to the coast of Guangdong for a few months, so the combat power of these hundreds of Guangxi wolf soldiers cannot be underestimated......"

"Not bad, not bad." Jia Cong sat on the ground with a golden knife and pointed to the country: "After finishing this station first, go to sea to do sea trade, and the profit of sea trade is as high as 100 times, and as a result, the military salary will also be there, and your military merits, the wife and son, and the hereditary title of the knight, will also be there!" ”

"Roar!"

Zhou Wenbai and Zheng Renfen, who came out of the cabin, so that the sailors and criminals recruited united under the four floors at Jia Cong's feet, cheering and eager, like a group of wolves that had lost their humanity, Jia Cong was very satisfied, and also had an ambition...... In this era, there was no nationalism, and the army was often easy to privatize, that is, warlords, although Jia Cong did not want to become a warlord, but this was undoubtedly the most powerful guarantee.

After reading some Di newspapers, Jia Cong returned to the cabin, Devine couldn't stand the cold for a long time, so she rested, and Jia Cong was accompanied by the White Lotus Demon Girl, but Jia Cong was thinking of other women...... For example, how did Qin Keqing arrange it, and how did Miaoyu Xing Xiuyan in Suzhou go......

"Do you have the power to destroy foreign devils with confidence?" Tang Yao had a great interest in Jia Cong.

"You'll see."

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost."

"Speaking of pretending to be gods and ghosts, I'm not as strong as those gods and gods of yours, but what ......about it," Jia Cong took the White Lotus Demon Maiden to the Taishi chair, and put his hands on the demon girl's mountain peaks, pinching and pulling: "You always seem a little embarrassed." ”

"What do you mean?" The enchantress's whole body slumped, like sugar, and melted on the chair.

"In short, stupidity."

"Bullying me for not reading, right?" The demon girl snorted disdainfully, and her beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent: "My lord, aren't you afraid, don't tie me up, I'll cut off your life later?" ”

"What are you afraid of, the door is full of my people, I die, you are destined to become a piece of meat, a thousand cuts, and even be insulted to death by them in turn...... Big deal, we'll all end up together, the peony flower will die, and the ghost will be romantic, but I'm sure you won't...... At this time, the night is dark and the wind is high, and the artillery is burning in the sky, so we also have a cannon, wouldn't it complement each other? Contrasting? ”

The shadow on the screen window is the two straight and vigorous legs of the White Lotus Demon Maiden, raised high, wantonly being taken, vented, retaliated, and rejuvenated......