291. The mountain rain is coming
The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, which is a kind of situation. No one likes this kind of situation, but often things don't go as people want, and there are causes and effects, and many things are unavoidable and unavoidable.
King Philip II of Spain has had a headache lately, for no other reason, but there have been a lot of things recently, very messy, and very helpless.
First of all, there was a situation in Africa, and the Portuguese were ready to make trouble, openly and secretly. At the beginning, it was said that a chamber of commerce from the east had a conflict with its subordinate fleet, and now the other party began to richete again, secretly pulling out its own forces.
The Dutch - they seem to prefer to call themselves Dutch, and at the same time show their faces to find trouble. Of course, they can't be blamed for this, it was they who sent someone to assassinate William, which provoked them to resist, but I didn't expect this young man Morris to be so resolute!
The most worrying ...... In fact, it is still those British who are still hiding in the shadows, what are they planning? Why is there no news of them?
Recently I have heard that they are very close to the Dutch, and the most active one is an Oriental, who is said to be the young man with whom we have clashed many times. Since he is young, it means that he can't afford to make any waves!
So, let's go to the upcoming bullfighting festival in Seville with peace of mind! For now, these little things should be left to the arrogant maniacs of the navy! I'm just going to take a break, how can a king worry about such a trivial matter?
Of course, in order to prevent the Dutch from retaliating, the defense must be as perfect as possible, and we must not allow what we inflicted on William to repeat on our side! This is the root and bottom line!
So, let's do it......
I stood on the deck at the bow of the boat, feeling the summer breeze blowing on my face, and my heart burned with an indescribable fire!
The method of encircling Wei to save Zhao has begun to be implemented! As I envisioned. No wonder everyone wants to be an official, because being in a high position allows one's will to influence the surroundings and change the environment, which is the marginal effect of power.
Our destination was Seville, a coastal city in southern Spain, where we heard there was a big event recently. Since it is a large-scale event, it must be more attractive and more likely to produce benefits.
So I came, in a small boat, under the banner of an Indian Ocean Chamber of Commerce. All those involved in the operation wore make-up and their skin was slightly darkened, which is also in line with the general image of the Indian Ocean masses.
"Captain, this move is so big, are we going to split the victory with the Spaniards in the coastal waters?" Ma Wei asked with some confusion, thought about it, and added: "The cost of doing this seems to be very high, and the benefits may not be good!"
Although he had attended almost all of the meetings where I had decided to carry out the plan as a confidant, the spectacle of the sight before him, including the fake assassination he was responsible for, had left him with great doubts.
I glanced at the Nine Ghosts Masataka, smiled, and didn't speak. Zhengxiao immediately understood what I meant, and smiled at Ma Wei: "It's just part of the plan, and it's not the point. Wait patiently, the excitement is still to come! β
Ma Wei nodded, but still didn't speak, Adicon pursed his mouth, the corners of his mouth pulled upward, and said in a low voice: "If you want to deceive the enemy, you must first deceive yourself, it seems that the plan works very well!"
Ma Wei was a little embarrassed for a moment, he rubbed his hair and said: "I mean, if we make such a big noise, will it attract the main force of the Spaniards to chase and kill?" What if you can't get out when the time comes? β
I glanced at Ma Wei, and although his words were suspected of being made up, I couldn't help but say that there was some truth to them. After thinking about it, we replied: "The enemy is in the light, I am in the dark, the probability of us being exposed is not large, but we must be as careful as possible!"
Everyone immediately responded, and our boat sailed past A CoruΓ±a, entered the Iberian Peninsula administration, and plunged headlong into the drizzle!
It has been said that there is no festival in Spain where you don't like to watch bullfighting. In particular, the official large-scale bullfighting festival will become a grand festival with the participation of the whole people.
When we sent to the port of Seville, paid two silver coins for the boat stay, and entered the city, we were immediately stunned by the lively atmosphere in the city!
Starting with the stall vendors on the docks, to the largest royal knights' bullring in town, to the flamenco museum, to the Plaza de Armas, there are jubilant crowds everywhere.
Today, when the logistics channels are not very smooth, people use this kind of gathering as a platform for trade, entertainment, and circulation, so the streets are crowded.
Small-scale traders, specialty-sellers, artists, tourists, all kinds of people shuttle back and forth, and the whole city has become a big market.
Today, when religious reform is flourishing, relations between people are becoming more and more cold, and only in such large gatherings can the city return to its former liveliness, as if all the blood, violence, and hostility had never appeared.
We found a *hotel near Hiralda Tower, which was also out of protection for our identity as a "Sierra Chamber of Commerce from the Indian Ocean".
The shopkeeper has a very good attitude, and under Ma Wei's correct answer, he did not have any doubts about us. After settling down, I asked Ma Wei and Mo to take a few people and go out separately to find out about the situation.
Three hours later, they came back with the news I needed and a hand-drawn map of Seville.
We gathered in front of the map and drew up a plan of action based on the news that Mavi had brought back. The main participants in the project were me and the Nine Ghosts Masataka, Ma Wei, Mo, Karasim, and Hua Mei who was pretending to be my wife. Adicon stayed on the boat to secure the way back, while Christina made other arrangements.
It didn't take much effort, but the plan was drawn up, and after a few more scrutiny, I think it was very rigorous, and there should be no problem. The next step is the stage of stepping on the point, and the few of us go out separately to check the situation on the spot.
Karasim stayed at the inn and made other preparations.
Along the way, we pretended to be traveling merchant groups, intentionally or unintentionally, going into different shops to check the prices of various goods. Sometimes they bargain with vendors, but they just want to see the available terrain in more detail without attracting attention, so as to be more prepared for tomorrow's action!
When we got back to the hotel, it was already evening, and after giving the store two silver coins, we immediately got what we wanted - two large plates of barbecue and milk tea.
The ghee smell of milk tea was too strong, and I couldn't get used to it, so I asked people to take it and pour it in the drain, but I took out my own wine jug, and ate the barbecue with relish on the private Karst dark beer.
I pushed open the window and looked out at the bustling crowd with mixed feelings. Tomorrow, tomorrow, the tranquility here will be shattered, and the reason for this is nothing more than people's desires.
It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, it's just about winning or losing. So I'm just sighing in my heart, but I won't change my plan of action because of this.
When night fell completely, and even the drunkards in the streets had gone home or found a place to stay, and the whole town was quiet again, we got into action!
Wearing a close-fitting black night suit, I once again regained the feeling I had when I was in the Ming Dynasty, or the feeling of my previous life. I love to strategize, and I like to do it!
After all, the instinct of a cleaner is already engraved in my body as a part of my body!
We circled the streets, picking the darkest road to our destination, the Royal Knights' Bullring, a VIP seat.
The old man on guard was napping in the hut at the door, and the biggest problem - the black back with a length of more than one meter and a half tied to the inner door was not a problem in front of the nine ghosts Zhengxiao.
Do you remember the bewildered rice balls that cats and dogs love? Nine Ghost Masaki threw one to the black back, and this guy immediately honestly hid to the side and chewed! I have forgotten my mission, which is to watch out for us outsiders who have bad intentions!
Around the VIP seats, we did things up and down, and arranged programs at several exits, and finally looked at it, and the bullpen did not let go, and made all-round arrangements.
In about two hours, all the arrangements were made. I checked again to make sure it was correct, and then quietly left the royal knights' bullring under the watchful eyes of the black-backed, tongue-sticking out.
Hope all the best! I silently recalled in my heart what Cristina said, as a native who grew up in Spain and worked at the naval base in Seville all year round, her intelligence should not be wrong!
Back to the hotel, of course, we went back to the house through the window, and after arranging the secret whistle, we each rested without mentioning it.
Of course, the only thing that needs to be mentioned is Hua Mei - as my "wife", she naturally wants to live with me. I was quite embarrassed, and Hua Mei's face naturally had a complicated expression.
"Qilan, you're still blaming me, aren't you? Blame me for not saying goodbye, blame me for causing the kite to wake up? Hua Mei sat across from me, and a faint voice came.
I don't know how to answer, so I can only be silent.
"I knew I wasn't right. But...... But I really knew I was wrong. I'm also trying to make amends, please forgive me, okay? Hua Mei pleaded in a low voice again.
I sighed and replied in a low voice with a bit of helplessness: "No, Huamei, there is no question of forgiveness. I think I just ...... It takes time ......"
"When?" A hint of joy flashed in Hua Mei's eyes: "How long will it take you?" I'm willing to wait! It's true! β
Looking at her eyes, I felt a trace of apology in my heart: "I...... I do not know. In fact, my heart is very chaotic now, and my biggest hope is that the kite can wake up first and recover! β
Hua Mei nodded silently, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked again: "You still have me in your heart, right?" Qilan. β
Looking at her sincere eyes, I knew I couldn't fool her. After a long look at each other, I replied softly, "Yes!" You're right! β
Hua Mei's face was crossed with a mixture of joy, sorrow, regret and helplessness, and suddenly, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and she herself stood up, rushed to me in a few steps, and threw herself into my arms......