Negotiations broke down like this......

The old guys can't control the situation anymore, even if Zou Diguang, the patriarch of the Zou family, chooses to compromise, it's useless.

The Donglin Party has never been the final say of their generation.

It was precisely because these old guys could not achieve the goals of the local gentry in the imperial court that they chose to support Gao Panlong's group.

You must know that Donglin Academy has only been rebuilt for less than 20 years.

Then in less than twenty years, it became the brain of the entire Nanzhili gentry.

It is because the latter needs not the old people of Zou Diguang's generation who can't satisfy them, but Gao Panlong, a young Zhuang faction who can fight and rush, who dare to shake the imperial power for the interests of the local gentry, and they will not be like these old people, who first choose to protect themselves when they encounter things.

When it was time to rush ahead, they dared to rush forward.

And this trend has been completely perpetuated by the younger generation.

That's why their generation of young Zhuang faction pushed the party struggle of the Ming Dynasty to a peak.

And at this time, the Donglin Party is not twenty years later, those are all scum that has been sifted through the nine-thousand-year-old stubble, and they have also experienced the bloody infighting during the Chongzhen period, so the water is too cold, which can be called the symbol of the Donglin Party, appeared. But at this time, the water in the Donglin Party was too cold to be ranked, and the Donglin Party at this time was Gu Dazhang, Wei Dazhong, Yang Lian, although their behavior could not be regarded as great, but the bones were definitely much harder than the water was too cold.

They don't succumb so easily.

What's more, the key to this struggle has shifted to the capital with Yang Xin's twists and turns.

At this time, the young Zhuang faction of the Donglin Party were all in the capital, not to mention Yang Zuowang, Gu Dazhang, Wei Dazhong, Zhou Chaorui, Yuan Huazhong, Hui Shiyang, etc., who were still being tortured in the edict, all of them were in the capital, as long as they got the little emperor, a holy decree could make Yang Xin go back. At this time, Han Yi, Liu Yixie, and the newly joined He Zongyan, and Zhu Guozuo, who had just rushed to the capital, were all pro-Donglin, and it was also impossible for them to allow Yang Xin to continue to make trouble like this, and even the Qichu and Zhejiang Party might not tolerate this guy.

After all, he committed a great taboo against the entire civil service class and the entire gentry class.

No party would tolerate such a person.

It can be said that the result of the struggle in the capital must have been that Wenchen besieged the little emperor, and then the little emperor finally had to give in to Wenchen.

Since it's a sure-win game, why play with this guy to endure humiliation.

Give him credit?

Give him a bribe?

Feed the dog and don't give it to him!

What is the local fight?

It is the clan, the right to speak, and the gentry's prestige over the place for thousands of years.

They have self-confidence.

There is no need to drink wine when negotiations break down.

Hua Yunyi and Qin Yong said goodbye, and together with An Xifan, the three of them walked out of the door proudly.

Suddenly, a heart-rending scream sounded next to them, and they were caught off guard by instinct, and then they saw Yang Huan pushing open the door from the side room with blood on his hands......

"Uncle, that ghost guy seems to have been recruited."

He said excitedly.

"If you recruit, you will recruit, if you don't recruit, you won't recruit, what does it mean to recruit?"

Yang Xin said.

At this time, even more miserable cries continued to be heard.

"Well, my nephew looks quite different from us, especially that monster, it's like a demon and a monster, so I want to see if they are the same as us inside, and the means are more ruthless, that ghost guy will talk very little, at this time it hurts so much that he will only use their words to scream, and my nephew doesn't know what he means, but it looks like it should be a confession."

Yang Huan said with some shame.

"This spirit of study and learning should be encouraged!"

Yang Xin said.

Of course, Hua Yunyi and the others knew that they did it on purpose.

The guys left in a rage.

Then Yang Xin left Yan Shenggong, Fengcheng Hou, Zhu Guozhen, and Zou Diguang, who were still sitting, and followed Yang Huan to the side room that was converted into a prison, where the black and white were still hanging, but they were all unconscious, and they were covered in blood, and it could be seen that Yang Huan's research was still quite in-depth.

The brocade guard next to him hurriedly sent the seat.

Yang Xin waved his hand.

A brocade guard carried a salt water bucket to disinfect the ghost......

"Whew!"

The latter woke up immediately.

"Can't stand it? This stamina still ran from Portugal to the East to make money? I remember your pear pestle, interrogation chair, iron woman, etc. are okay! ”

Yang Xin sat there like a factory flower and said.

"You devil!"

The ghost said weakly.

"Isn't it useless!"

Yang Xin waved his hand dissatisfied.

Although he couldn't understand what they were talking about, Yang Huan was still very sensible enough to pick up the red-hot soldering iron.

"No, no, I'm willing to sell my soul to the devil!"

The ghost guy was so frightened that he hurriedly said.

"Then tell me, who hired you?"

Yang Xin said as soon as he ignored his flying fish suit, which was about to become tattered.

He has several flying fish suits, after all, this thing wears out too quickly on him, in fact, unless there is a special occasion, he will not wear genuine clothes like him, he will go home and imitate a few more, but he is because he has nine thousand years old special care, he takes it from the warehouse casually, and the new flying fish suit is being sent from Nanjing, and today it is deliberately worn to show the injury he has suffered.

"We are mercenaries in Macau, but those soldiers are sailors on merchant ships, we arrived in Songjiang half a month ago, originally your governor was hired by order of your emperor, but a Songjiang man surnamed Qian was in charge of our reception, we arrived in Songjiang first, and then this surnamed Qian and the Lombard priest found me and wanted to hire us to kill you with a thousand taels of gold......"

The ghost guy said.

"Who is Lombardy?"

Yang Xin interrupted him.

"Your words call him Long Huamin."

The ghost guy said.

"Go on!"

Yang Xin said.

"Me and Silva, my slave Diego, we were originally mercenaries, and we also make a living from doing this in Europe, so we are naturally very willing to earn this money, as for those soldiers are sailors on our merchant ships, they are not hired to go north, we and thirty other mercenaries go north, but the one surnamed Qian only looked for us, and it is estimated that he heard from the Lombard priest that we are doing this. But he felt that the three of us were not enough, and hired these additional sailors, most of whom were Japanese and Filipinos, who had been occasional pirates at sea, and whose captains were all Portuguese.

The one with the surname Qian gave the commission to the captain.

Their captain sent them to follow us, escorting a cannon unloaded from a merchant ship, to be delivered here by a ship surnamed Qian, and then to a native who placed us in the house, with the plan that you would kill us as you passed.

They used to say that it's hard to kill magic, and I don't think any magic can stop a three-pound cannonball, just a solid bullet to kill you.

It's just that I didn't expect you to fly. ”

The ghost cringe.

At this time, it was common for the Japanese to serve as mercenaries for the Portuguese, and the Dutch attacked the city of Malacca, and finally the hundreds of Japanese mercenaries who defended it did not surrender.

Loyalty is extremely high.

"Who's that local?"

Yang Xin said.

The brocade guards immediately cordoned off the courtyard.

But there was no one inside, and that courtyard belonged to Ye Maocai's family.

"I don't know, but I can recognize him, he doesn't understand our words, I only understand part of your words, so we don't talk much, he is in charge of bringing us food, we never went out after we got to that courtyard, we have been hiding in it and waiting, we arrived the night before, and have been there for two days and two nights, but he gave the order to attack today."

The ghost guy said.

There's no way to look it up.

Because this man must have run away.

But fortunately, this surname Qian is very easy to check, and the Songjiang Qian family is very easy to find, not to mention that the mercenaries who receive them are public, just check who is doing this, and then take Salazar to the door to arrest people, and it must be fast, you have to go early tomorrow morning.

But I'm afraid it's too late.

The news of Salazar's capture should have already reached Matsue.

Then this person will definitely run away, but it is still okay to use this matter to knock the Songjiang Qian family a fortune.

At this time, the number one person in the Songjiang Qian family should be Qian Longxi, Songjiang Huating, Wanli thirty-five years Jinshi, and currently still working as an editor in the Hanlin Academy, the second assistant of Chongzhen, the judge of the nine-thousand-year-old case, and another very important point, Yuan Dudu is his cronies, and Yuan Dudu's growth is completely under his care. Although Yang Xin doesn't want to move these things in Songjiang Mansion for the time being, after all, Xu Guangqi and Chen Yujie's face still have to be considered, but there is an opportunity to knock on the plate and not be missed.

"What's your last name?"

Yang Xin asked.

"Salazar."

The ghost guy said.

"Uh, Salazar, I can not kill you, but from now on you are my slave, he is also my slave, and he must be a castration, if you don't want to then you can only die, and like you, you will usually be Ling Chi, you should have heard what kind of punishment Ling Chi is, right?"

Yang Xin said.

"You can't do this to me!"

Salazar wailed indignantly.

"You are willing to sell your soul to the devil, and of course you have to sell your body."

Yang Xin said.

But Salazar just wailed, he knew that he had no choice, and besides, he was caught by enemies like him in recent years, especially in North Africa, Ottoman and other countries, and it was usually handled in this way, and even at this time, the white slave trade was as prosperous as the black slave trade in West Asia and North Africa, and in the distant Americas, there were also a large number of white people who were enslaved by the same whites. This result is easy to accept, like him is also the lowest poor ghost in Europe, he may not have enough to eat, and he may die at any time as a mercenary, so he simply accepts his fate and becomes a slave to this devil.

"By the way, you'll still have to wear shackles for a year!"

Yang Xin added.

It's easy to run away without shackles.

Besides, since he is a slave, of course he must have the appearance of a slave.