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"Childe, rest assured, the shipowner will not do a loss-making business, and it will naturally be exchanged for guns." The bald head laughed heartily, "The Japanese side is about to be broken, and several daimyo on the cusp of the storm are bankrupt and begging the shipowner to buy guns." ”

"I see, no wonder my father wants to talk to Francis." Mao Haifeng sighed a little lost, "I have no choice, I have to take a detour." ”

In such a level of trade, the upper family is always more ruthless than the next family.

He Yongqiang felt that he had made a lot of money by selling 100,000 taels of goods, while Mao Haifeng used this batch of goods to exchange for a full ship of firearms, making a fortune in Japan's national disaster. In the eyes of the Orientals, this priceless gun is just a local mass production of arms in Europe, and the capital is only tens of thousands of taels of silver, and the cloth, ceramics, and spices exchanged for this batch of arms are shipped back to Europe, and the profits are directly turned up dozens of times.

The land of the Furlong machine projectile, so it became the focus of the world.

This is the Age of Discovery.

……

At four o'clock in the same night, Xu Wenchang, who was asleep, suddenly woke up, his heart beat rapidly, and he was sweating profusely.

"Not good...... One step missing! ”

Xu Wenchang was stunned for a moment, pacing in the room and thinking about it again and again, and finally left a note, put on his robe and hurried out of the room. Quickened the pace.

……

Yin time. Lihai Thousand Households. Mr. and Mrs. Pang were woken up by the sound of a deadly slamming of the door. As soon as I got up to light the lamp, I heard a message from the soldiers outside the room: "General, the people of Lihai Village say that there is a great military situation!" ”

Pang Qiyi's heart tightened: "Where is the military situation?" ”

"He can't tell."

Pang Qiyi sighed and did not answer.

Mrs. Pang next to her was in a spirited spirit, and pulled her husband: "Let's talk about it tomorrow morning......"

The style should be consistent, and you can hide.

Pang Qiyi rubbed his chin and ordered: "Ask where it is and whether it is in the jurisdiction of the firm." ”

The soldier received the order and trotted away.

Mrs. Pang was shocked: "What's going on lately?" Is there really going to be a war? ”

Pang Qiyi frowned: "I don't understand it either, I just feel bored, everything is very stuffy, the outside is stuffy, and the inside is stuffy, the longer it is stuffy, the bigger it will be." ”

Mrs. Pang swallowed and foamed: "If it's really a widow coming......

When Pang Qiyi heard this, he showed a rare hard look and said: "You take your daughter to run first, go to Linshanwei, it's safe over there." ”

"What about you?"

Pang Qiyi smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He can't run. It's not that he's loyal and brave, it's just that this is the most basic military discipline. No matter how scattered it is, the thousands of households in the guard will throw away their armor and abandon their armor before they fight, and they will be guilty of death. It's not a pity to die, it doesn't matter if he dies, his family will be implicated.

As a general, he can not be good at fighting, but as a husband and father, he must stick to the bottom line.

The soldier soon returned, gasping through the door, "The man said that he was a thief and robbed his mule cart!" ”

"Huh......" Pang Qiyi breathed a sigh of relief instantly, "That's it?" Let him go to the county and say. ”

"That's it!" Mrs. Pang scolded casually, "Looking for a few thieves? Is this also called military intelligence? ”

Junding hurriedly said: "He also said that Lihai Yang sacrificial wine was hijacked and taken away. ”

"Oh?" Pang Qiyi's tiger body was shocked, "Yang Changfan? ”

"Yes."

After Pang Yiyi was stunned for a moment, he jumped out of bed, opened the door in three or two steps and asked urgently: "What about people?" ”

Junding was also stunned, but he didn't expect Qianhu to react so much: "It's outside." ”

"Let's go and ask clearly." Pang Qiyi didn't wear any clothes, so he pushed the soldiers and walked out.

Later, Mrs. Pang wrapped her single clothes and followed: "Isn't it just Yang Changfan, is it necessary?" ”

Pang Qiyi did not answer in a hurry, and had already arrived at the gate of the mansion with the soldiers, and the coachman Lao Hu was sitting on the ground panting.

Pang Qiyi couldn't care much, grabbed Lao Hu and asked, "How is Changfan?" ”

Lao Hu was frightened again, and replied in a trembling voice: "I don't know, I ran first." ”

"How many thieves?"

"There should be more than a dozen people."

"Where did you rob it?"

"Ten miles southwest of the village!"

Pang Qiyi did not hesitate, holding Lao Hu in his left hand, and grabbed the soldier in his right hand: "Ring the bell, call me all who can fight, make it clear, more than ten thieves, I won't lose." ”

The soldier took the order and left.

Lao Hu was caught breathless, and begged: "General, let me go first." ”

Pang Qiyi neatly refused: "Don't let go, you have to lead the way." ”

“……”

Mrs. Pang hurried over, heard Pang Qiyi's order, frowned and asked, "So diligent in saving him?" ”

"Da Hong, this is a good thing for Bai Xuan." Pang Qiyi let go of Lao Hu and explained to his wife, "First, there are military merits in begging thieves; second, there is a favor to save Yang Changfan; Third, more than ten thieves, soldiers are bloodless, and there is a reward for victory! ”

Mrs. Pang didn't have any reason to say more when she heard this, the favor that Pang Qiyi said was naturally not only Yang Changfan's favor, but also Qi Jiguang's favor. Come to think of it, it is indeed beneficial and harmless.

Although the military discipline of Lihai was sloppy, but after hearing that there were only a dozen thieves, there was a reward for victory, and the big pot of rice was not in vain, and the crowd immediately became angry, and after a short time gathered nearly 100 people, Pang Tuyi put on his horse and personally led the troops to the battle.

……

Early in the morning, Qiao'er sat at the door of her house with a chair, holding her chin and pouting, staring at the south entrance of the village from afar, feeling worried.

Xianggong went to look for that nerd early yesterday morning, why hasn't he come back for a day and a night? Could it be that the nerd suddenly went berserk? Or did you encounter something strange on the way?

It's good to make wind chimes well, he has to deal with the general with some firearms. A few thousand taels of silver is enough to spend a lifetime, and the husband has to earn more, so why bother?

Shen Minrui also woke up early, and when she went out of the room, she saw Qiao'er sitting at the gate, and shook her head helplessly. Yawned: "You waited all night? ”

"I waited until dawn." Qiao'er was still staring at the entrance of the village.

Shen Minrui felt that Qiao'er was worrying too much. Walked up behind her and rubbed her head and said, "He should come back, and he will come back." Maybe it's because of the rise of the conversation and staying at Mr. Xu's house. ”

"That's not right." Qiao'er shook her head vigorously, "It's impossible to stay overnight, Lao Hu still has work to do today, and he is designated to come back, but Lao Hu is nowhere to be seen." ”

"It's too late, Lao Hu has also stayed, right?"

Qiao'er shook her head again: "Lao Hu is not that person, if there is something the next day, no matter what time it is, he will rush back overnight." ”

"There's some truth to that." Shen Minrui smiled helplessly. "But it's useless for us to worry about it, let it be."

"No, no, no." Qiao'er's face was full of sadness, and she looked up at the sky slightly, "This cloud is not right, it is too oppressive." ”

"Maybe it's going to rain."

"This is not the case with the clouds that rain."

"Okay......" Shen Minrui knew that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't comfort this infatuated woman, "Then I'll pack up and go to the sea house, today is the day to complete the "Wangxi Map". ”

"Well, you go first."

Shen Minrui went back to the room to wash and make up, and after saying hello to her parents and having a good meal, she walked all the way to the sea house with her hard-working masterpieces. Since Yang Changfan is gone. The hammock was occupied by her, and she didn't care about the eyes of others. Sitting in a hammock and immersed in creation, the dawn goes and the darkness returns.

Several diligent workers arrived early, and without waiting for Qiao'er to say hello, they started to make bells with yesterday's leftovers. After operating for many days, the current situation hardly needs to be predetermined, and everything can be in order.

Shen Minrui turned a deaf ear to everything, as if she was not from this world, she only focused on the embroidery on her hands, and what she embroidered on the silk was neither flowers and butterflies nor birds and beasts, but herself.

A beautiful woman sat in a hammock and looked into the distance, as if waiting for something.

It is extremely difficult to embroider portraits with needlework and thread, and it is extremely difficult to make them lifelike, Shen Minrui just found an extremely difficult thing to do, she wanted to spend her whole life to complete this, but it was completed in a few days.

Half an hour later, Shen Minrui closed the needle and sealed the embroidery, held his own blood with both hands, and sighed softly.

In the eyes of others, this should be a vivid picture of beauty, but in her eyes, this is too regular, at best it is just a "like", and the emotions are not expressed thoroughly at all, which is far from the realm of Mr. Xu's calligraphy. She herself was also very annoyed, but at this time, she saw Xu Wenchang's words, and after that, she looked down on her own things.

Shen Minrui put down the embroidery, she had no emotion about it, she looked left and right, more than a dozen workers had already started to work, several of them were still peeking at themselves, and after being discovered, they hurriedly lowered their heads and pretended to work.

Shen Minrui got out of the hammock and walked to the beach.

A small wave rushed in, and Shen Minrui let it hit his shoes.

She silently bowed her head and watched the waves recede.

The tide rises and falls, day after day.

Isn't it annoying?

Yes, it can also be annoying, so there will be tsunamis, there will be high tides, but these will cause misery.

Should it be bland, or should it be unforgettable?

Shen Minrui sighed lightly and shook her head, sure enough, she couldn't be idle in her hands, she would have to think crankily when she was idle, and she felt more and more bored when she thought about it.

She then turned back into the hammock, ready to tear off the embroidery and open it again.

Before he could talk, an old man who worked suddenly stood up: "That boat is wrong!" ”

Shen Minrui was attracted by this voice, and followed the old man's gaze, two large fortune boats were sailing from the west along the near shore, and there was no intention of going out of the bay at all.

The old man gradually became vigilant, put down the work in his hand and walked to the beach and frowned: "It's too big, it's too beautiful......"

What the old man said was right, these two lucky ships were not at all the flagships equipped by the imperial court for sailors, the hull was huge, and there were even three layers of cabins built on them, there was no flag, and the color did not look like official ships.

More workers put down their work and came to the beach to follow the old man.

"That's ...... Guns, huh? One asked, squinting.

"I can't see clearly."

"Seems like so." Another replied, "There are many more, there are also in the front, and there are also in the side." ”

The two boats always walked along the shore for about 100 meters, getting closer and closer.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )