"Your Excellency Sultan, don't you see it? The Dutch not only did not agree to your request, but even deliberately delayed and accelerated the recruitment and training of soldiers. If that's the case, they can just refuse your request, or they can just say yes, and it won't be as ambiguous as it is now. Edward stood before Sultan Ageni II, the Sultan of Mataram, wrapped in luxurious silk, with jeweled rings on his fingers, and a beautiful golden crown on his head, explaining the Sultan's present situation in an orderly manner.

"You mean to say that the Dutch are just trying to play a role in us, when in reality, they are trying to do something to us?" Beside him, the prime minister of Ah Geng II, Zuo You, blinked his evil triangular eyes and looked at Chen Yanqun in front of him like a dangerous jungle snake, as if he was thinking about the true intention of his explanation.

"And what other explanation do you have, Honorable Prime Minister?" Edward turned his head and smiled rhetorically to the young Sultan Ageng II's most trusted prime minister, Zyo.

"Then why did they accede to the Sultan of Banten? And unwilling to promise us Mataram, do they Dutch think that we are weaker and deceivable than Banten? Eighteen-year-old Ah Geng II deliberately knocked on the floor with the power in his hand, indicating that he was the master of this palace.

"Of course not, Your Excellency the Sultan, have you heard the story of the skin and the teeth?" Edward saluted the second elder and smiled respectfully.

Sultan Ageng rolled his eyes, and his eyes turned to his resourceful prime minister, Zyo. Zyo's dark, wrinkled old face squeezed out a humble smile: "What this gentleman means is that if the skin of the mouth is broken, then the teeth will be hurt, although there are often disputes between us Mataram and Banten, but after all, we are all Javanese, and the Dutch are foreign invaders, they only promised Banten, and perfunctory us, just hoping to appease Banten and deal with us Mataram first." ”

Sultan Ageng couldn't help but stand up, and a trace of panic appeared on his young face: "Prime Minister, are you true or false?" ”

"If you, an idiot, listen to me, and wait for those Chinese to strike first, and we will take advantage of the following." Prime Minister Zoyo cursed this young and impulsive, stupid and greedy master fiercely in his heart.

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However, on the surface, he still didn't dare to show too much, just thought for a while, and nodded: "The minister doesn't dare to deceive the Sultan, this possibility is very big." ”

"So what are we going to do? Otherwise, Prime Minister, you will personally go to Jakarta and explain to the Dutch, and even I hope that they will raise the price, if not, forget it, there is no need to use force. Sultan Ageng nervously held his golden power against the Westerners, and looked at Zoyo with a blank eye.

"No, Your Excellency Sultan, you are sending the Prime Minister out of the fire pit, and if you do so, you will only make the Dutch think that the Kingdom of Mataram is weak and deceitful, and it will be even more disadvantageous." Edward quickly stood up and said.

"There is still a bit of conscience in this, at least this Englishman is still righteous." Zoyo couldn't wait to jump up and strangle the sultan who wanted to scapegoat him to death.

"Yes, if we did, the Dutch would have sent troops against us right now." For the sake of his own life, Zoryo would rather make the matter more serious. "At that time, not only will we Mataram be attacked by the Dutch again, but you will also be ousted by them, and even your life will be taken."

"What then? You know, Mr. Edward, that it was after listening to you, and you agreed to our request, that I agreed to write to the Dutch to raise the price, and now that something so big has happened, you should be held responsible. Sultan Ageng immediately turned the finger on the British envoy.

"Yes, Mr. Edward, now, at this point, it is indeed up to you to take on this responsibility." Although he was grateful for Edward's speech just now, it did not mean that Zuo Yu cared about the life and death of a foreigner, if it weren't for the fact that the other party's guards were outside the palace and were elite troops with firearms, Zuo would even ask the Sultan to directly arrest this guy and give it to the Dutch to appease the anger of the Dutch.

"Is that what you two think? You think, what responsibility should I bear, you know, two, now is not the time to shirk responsibility, but should think about how to eliminate those Dutch, you know, their troops are now deep in Borneo, even their fleet has become the spoils of Lan Fang, and you have also seen those things, you should know that the Dutch are the weakest time now, if you give up this opportunity, then, I can only tell you very regretfully, There will only be one future owner on the island of Java. Edward pouted, the actions of these two stupid and cowardly fellows made people want to pull out the revolver on their waist and shoot them in the head.

"No, Mr. Edward, you can't do that, the Sultan of Banten is a capricious villain, vile and greedy, and if you cooperate with him, it will lower your status." Sayo was really anxious now, and hurriedly stepped forward to apologize.

"So, what should I do? You know, His Excellency the Sultan of Banten has promised to send 10,000 elite warriors ready to attack Jakarta at any time, and you are still hesitating here, you know, I don't have so much time for you to think about it, I have to think about the big picture, for the sake of the overall situation of our East India Company. Edward almost laughed out loud when he heard Zyo's words, this guy couldn't be describing themselves, right? If it weren't for the regular etiquette exercises, maybe his pirate ruffian surname would have been exposed in this minute.

"They promised to send troops?!" At this time, Ah Geng II jumped up, looking incredulous. "They actually sent troops."

"If you don't believe me, send someone to Cirebon to inquire that the Banten Sultan's army has been assembled there." With a smile on his face, Edward straightened the hem of his chest. "Now, I hope you can give me an affirmative answer."

"But what if you don't keep your promises?" Zyo's evil triangular eyes turned several more times and asked Edward.

"You are simply an insult to our honest British Empire, you know, the reason why our British Empire has been able to gain a foothold in India is because we are more honest than those capricious Dutch, we have a very good relationship with those earth kings, and their trade with us makes them very rich, and they will not be like you, only such a small palace, and even the weapons of the army are not complete.

And I will provide you with five hundred muskets and nearly two thousand spears at once, and this is only a deposit, if you can take Jakarta, there will be handed over to the king of the earth who is the first to conquer Jakarta, and the wealth stored by the Dutch therein, the first to invade, will receive two-thirds. Think about it...... How much wealth the Dutch loot from you every year, and how much gold and spices they take from you......"

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"How's it going?" When the commander of the guard, who was waiting outside the palace of Mataram, saw Edward walking out of the palace with an uncontrollable smile on his face, he dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and stepped forward.

"Of course, with my incorruptible tongue, it's no wonder that those uninformed fools won't be fooled." With a smug face, Edward pulled out a piece of paper from his bosom, it was a deed, full of the agreement between the two parties, and the Sultan of Mataram had stamped his seal, and of course, the seal of the British East India Company was also bright red and distinct. However, the official seal of the British East India Company was forged and engraved with a turnip, but it was absolutely indistinguishable from the seal of the East India Company, because the turnip seal had been rigorously authenticated by two East India Company employees and opium smugglers, Pryant and Ham.

The two Liang Pengfei are going to move the Netherlands, so they have always kept the lives of these two guys, because they are still useful to Liang Pengfei, so they naturally have to squeeze out all the use value, otherwise, he would not be called Liang Pengfei.

"So what do we do now?" The Commander of the Guard asked Edward.

"Of course, I will return to Banten and tell the earth king who is still hesitating that the Sultan of Mataram has promised to send troops, and it is 20,000 horses, and if he continues to hesitate, if the Sultan of Mataram takes the lead, Java Island will not have a foothold for them in Banten." Edward laughed lewdly.

"You're despicable enough." The Guard Commander rolled his eyes and handed Edward a cigarette.

"I don't know if this is called despicable, according to our respected General Di Liang, this is called wisdom, and it is precisely because I have such a mind that he will arrange for me to be this lobbyist." Edward picked up his cigarette, straightened his shirt, regained his elegant gentlemanly demeanor, and waved his battle of civility. "Okay, now it's time for us to go, if the attack is too late, the general's military law will not be forgiving."

“…… I needed to make a trip into town, and the Spanish merchant Arroso said he had a guy there who was sick and needed my help, and that I would be back in a few days. Zheng Tianfang looked at Xiaoxiu with a reluctant face in front of him, and comforted him in a low voice, while looking around, for fear that Huang Tiancheng would suddenly appear.

"How many days?" Xiaoxiu's plump little mouth pouted high, with a reluctant face.

"Just a few days, really Xiaoxiu, have you ever seen me lie to you?" Zheng Tianfang looked at Xiaoxiu's cute and coquettish appearance, and longed to be able to take a bite, but this kind of thought only dared to think about it in his heart, because his task time had come. "No matter what, as long as I can complete this mission and survive, I will definitely marry you." Zheng Tianfang secretly swore in his heart.

(To be continued)