Nie Xian's words successfully aroused the interest of the old shipowner. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Da Ming's attitude made it easy for the old shipowner to think that it was a compromise policy adopted by Da Ming who was simply unable to deal with them now.

And this pie is also very attractive to old ship owners.

In the era of the Ming Dynasty, it was still the mainstream idea of society to learn literature, martial arts, and sell goods to the emperor's family. This is not only the large number of literati and samurai who care about this every year, but even many of the poor classes who devote their efforts to it.

Take the old shipowner as an example, although this old man is the king and hegemon overseas, he is still a complete Ming man by the root, which can be seen from the architectural style of the island.

Therefore, being recognized by the rulers of the Ming Dynasty is undoubtedly their lifelong pursuit, and after being recognized, they can also seal the territory and become the vassal king recognized by the Ming government, which is simply a matter of glory to the ancestors.

Nie Xian watched the old shipowner's expression change, and immediately knew that the old guy had moved.

At the same time, Mo Yan also saw the change in the old shipowner's mind, and immediately said: "The old shipowner must not believe it, they are honey mouths, but they actually harbor evil intentions. Now they just want to drag the old shipowner, and after our Mo family completely fails, they will turn their heads to deal with the old shipowner! ”

Mo Yan burst into tears when he said this, because he knew that if such a thing was said by the imperial court to his old man, the old man would definitely throw himself into the arms of the Ming Dynasty without hesitation, and he would make money and be a hereditary vassal king, why didn't the Mo family have a chance for such a good thing?

Nie Xian looked at Mo Yan, a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth, the lobbyists of the Mo family were exhausted, and it was estimated that the old shipowner was in no mood to listen to such nonsense.

Sure enough, Lao Jing quickly interrupted Mo Yan's miserable howl and sneered: "I have always been at odds with the old thief of the Mo family, and I have never seen him worship his birthday for many years. But at this critical juncture, I want to ask for peace, what are you not Sima Zhao's heart? If you want to drag the old man into the water, the old man has been crisscrossing the South China Sea for decades, and he can't tell where the water is mixed and where the water is clear? ”

"Think again, old shipowner!" Moyan's head slammed into the floor.

The corners of Nie Xian's eyes jumped, and he sighed secretly, what a fucking fight, what rushed out was blood, right? But this time it's on the forehead, and it is estimated that it won't take long to soar in the neck.

The old shipowner looked at Mo Yan and didn't have any expression, until Mo Yan shook his head and shouted, I see that you are really after the old fool.

The old shipowner was completely stunned, and he was a member of the second grade in the court, and his status was high and he was bold. Which green onion is your ink rock? I dare to say this, even if your ancestor comes to say this, I dare to slap him with a big mouth.

"Come on, grab this brat who speaks wildly for me, leave the body, and send the head back!" The old shipowner snorted coldly.

Immediately, a few big men with a suspicious face stepped forward and pressed Mo Yan to the ground, flipping a sharp knife in their hands to look at his dog's head.

"Old shipmaster, you can't, you can't do this. The small gaffe is guilty, but the small one is here to celebrate your birthday......" Mo Yan screamed like killing a pig, and a lot of tears and snot flowed.

But the effect is obvious, the old ship owner thought, hey, yes, it's indeed his birthday today, and it's not good to see red.

The old shipowner waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let him go." ”

Mo Yan got up and left, when he walked to Nie Xian's side. Nie Xian's lips moved imperceptibly: "There are some things that no one can say. ”

Naked ridicule.

After sending away the Mo Yan that was rolling and climbing, Nie Xian said: "Today, the old shipowner will celebrate his birthday first, and there are some detailed items, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

The dispute over the old shipowner's turf has come to an end for the time being.

Zhu Houzhao encountered a big trouble here. After landing from the western part of Dawan Island, there was no large-scale resistance from the plains. Obviously, the old man of the Mo family also knew that if they resisted face to face, they were not the opponents of the Ming official army.

Therefore, after Zhu Houzhao dropped all the foot soldiers on Dawan Island, he led half of the twelve ships and began to sweep the surrounding islands.

With six huge ships and hundreds of guns, they are basically invincible. The smaller islands were all turned into a sea of fire under artillery fire, and the larger islands were also bombarded by the surrounding circles and divisions.

But on this day, when they came to a small island, they were faced with unspeakable difficulties. The island is not big, and there are not many people, but all of them are masters, and they are the kind of masters who are deeply hidden.

As a tropical island, the jungle is very lush, and if you look down from the sky, it is basically a brilliant emerald. Because he didn't see the human eye, Zhu Houzhao miscalculated that there were no people living here.

The white and fine sand on the coast, the tall coconut palms, and the seabirds flying in the sky, such a scene made Zhu Houzhao, who always heard others say how beautiful Bali was and how white the beaches of Hawaii were, had a feeling of turning over as a serf and being the master.

All in all, Zhu Houzhao decided that it was necessary for him to lie on the white sand, drink coconut water, and be smoky and sleepy by the slightly salty water vapor and just the right amount of sunshine.

People always need to enjoy life, even if it's busy.

The imperial palace in Beijing is magnificent, but Zhu Houzhao in later generations has visited it in the thick of smog, but he has never had the opportunity to enjoy the southern islands in his life.

So Zhu Houzhao made a pleasant decision to take a day off.

But the first wave of soldiers who had come ashore had explored only a mile forward before they ran back in a panic, firing their guns behind them as they ran.

"What's the panic?" Zhu Houzhao, who had just stepped on the beach, couldn't help but scold.

"Back to my lord, there are people on the island!" A panicked soldier shouted loudly.

"There are people, there are people, are the guns in your hands all burning sticks?"

"General, that man is a master, we people were beaten before we even saw his appearance, but fortunately, there was no killer at all, otherwise we would definitely have to leave a few brothers in the woods."

Zhu Houzhao was immediately interested, but he didn't expect that there was such a master hidden on this small island.

Back then, Penghao, the first disciple of Wudang, was ordered to come to the South China Sea to snipe Mo Fenglei, but he never returned. Zhu Houzhao also sent a lot of manpower and material resources to find it, but there was no one alive or dead.

With Basil's skills, I am afraid that there are few people in the world who are his opponents, and this time he was lost in the South China Sea, which made Zhu Houzhao incomprehensible, so he never forgot it.

"Got a master? I've been here for so long, and I've seen a few so-called masters, and there is no enemy of muskets at all. Since this person is so powerful, it may not have nothing to do with the disappearance of Basil! Zhu Houzhao's mind exploded, and such an idea suddenly came to him.

(To be continued.) )