Huang Wu arranged for a few soldiers to guard the missionary, and he hurriedly ran to the general's flagship to report the incident to Zheng Chenggong.

Hearing Spirola's name, Lin Xishan was taken aback and said, "Father Spirola? ”

Seeing Lin Xishan's surprised look, Zheng Chenggong asked suspiciously, "Jian Chu knows this person!" ”

Lin Xishan nodded and said, "General, this priest is the one who helped your father baptize!" ”

Zheng Zhilong took his two younger brothers to Macau to join his uncle Huang Cheng to engage in overseas trade and learn Portuguese because of the difficult life of his family. In order to better mix in Macao, Zheng Zhilong received Catholic baptism in Macau, and took the Christian name Nicholas, and foreigners called him Nicholas.

However, Zheng Zhilong is not very sincere to Catholicism, it is a typical Chinese belief, and he worships when he sees the temple, and no god or Buddha can be offended.

Since he is a priest of a cheap father, his son has to give a little thin noodles.

Zheng Chenggong said: "Let them in!" ”

Soon a guard brought Spyrola in, and Zheng Chenggong looked at him, about seventy or eighty years old, wearing a somewhat shabby black robe, with a thin face, gray hair, and a very resolute look in his eyes.

Father Spirola walked up to Zheng Chenggong, gestured a cross on his chest, and said, "Your Excellency Earl, may God protect you!" ”

Zheng Chenggong also gestured a cross and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Father Spirola, and may God bless you!" ”

Seeing Zheng Chenggong gesture with a cross, Spirola's eyes lit up, and she knew that she had come to make the right bet.

The son of Nicholas is really not against Catholicism, and I will make more efforts to make him a believer, so that there will be no more incidents of the Fujian case and Catholicism can spread smoothly.

Spirola looked at Zheng Chenggong and said, "Mr. Earl, I am willing to persuade Mascolus to lay down his arms and surrender, but you have to ensure their safety!" ”

Zheng Chenggong thought for a while and said, "Father Spirola, since you have opened your mouth, I will give you some thin noodles." You go and persuade them to surrender, and I can guarantee their safety. ”

Spirola nodded and said, "Well, I'll get them to surrender as soon as possible!" ”

"Go ahead, I'll give you a day. If they don't surrender then, then don't blame us for being ruthless! ”

When Spirola entered the governor's palace, Mascolu was still not giving up, and was working hard to encourage the soldiers to hold on to their convictions.

Seeing Spirola coming, Mascolu's eyes lit up, if he wanted to hold on to Macau, he would not only rely on those soldiers, but also on the missionaries.

When the Dutch invaded in 1622, it was these missionaries who taught everyone the knowledge of artillery operation and personally operated the artillery to return fire, so that the Dutch were driven away.

Mascolus hurriedly saluted Spirola and said, "Father, Macau is in crisis right now, we need your help, for God's sake, let us hold on to Macau together and drive out those infidels!" ”

Spirola shook her head and said, "No, Mr. Governor, they are not heretics. Nicholas was baptized by the Catholic Church, and his son was not against Catholicism. I will persuade him to be baptized into the Catholic Church and become a Catholic! And Mr. Governor-General. Macao is not our territory, he belongs to the Ming Dynasty. Now that the Ming wants to take him back, we should respect their legitimate demands! We are here today to persuade you to lay down your arms and accept their demands! ”

Mascolus lost his voice and said, "What? No, you are a betrayal, you have betrayed the king, you have betrayed Portugal! ”

Spirola gestured a cross on his chest and said, "Mr. Governor, we are members of the Roman Catholic Society of Jesus, not Portuguese citizens, and there is no word of betrayal." We, the members of the Society of Jesus in Macau, unanimously decided that we should return Macau to the Ming Dynasty, and it was only right to return it to the Earl! ”

Ma Shijialu roared angrily: "You don't have to think like it, I will definitely not hand over Macau, even if there is no you, we can still hold on!" ”

Spirola looked at Mascolu and said solemnly, "Mr. Governor, the fort was built to protect the faithful, and it belongs to the private property of our church. ”

Hearing the priest's words, Masco's eyes widened.

Only then did he realize that the fort had been built at the Catholic Church's own expense, and that he could not use it at all if the priests did not allow it.

Moreover, Catholicism has a strong influence in Europe, and he does not dare to be rude.

Macau is thousands of miles away from Portugal, and these Portuguese soldiers, who are far from home and often risk their lives to fight, often come to the church to pray, and they are also very respectful of the priests.

If he dared to order the arrest of these priests, without the Roman Catholic Jesuits coming to him, the soldiers alone would have torn him apart.

Originally, Mascolu was still delusional that he could rely on the fort to hold on to Macao, but now when he saw the priest and their refusal to help, he suddenly wilted like a frosted eggplant!

Mascolus said weakly to Spirola, "Father, I am willing to lay down my arms and surrender. But I hope to leave with our possessions! ”

Spirola looked at him and said, "I'll talk to the count, but he won't agree, I can't guarantee it!" ”

"Thank you, Father!"

"May God bless you, Amen!"

Persuading Sumascular, Spirola said to Zheng Chenggong: "Mr. Earl, they are willing to surrender, but they have put forward one condition, that is, they hope that you can ensure the safety of their property!" ”

Zheng Chenggong heard it and pondered.

If they are forced to leave their property, they are afraid that it will provoke them to revolt.

But if you don't leave behind the property that they looted from China, you feel too unhappy!

After thinking for a while, Zheng Chenggong raised his head and said to Spirola: "In order to reduce the bloodshed and for the sake of peace as soon as possible, I will allow them to leave Macao on ten ships." Tell Mascolu, this is an ultimatum, no negotiation! ”

Zheng Chenggong's implication was that they could only leave with a maximum of ten ships of men and treasures.

Spirola heard the rush and said, "Thank you, Mr. Earl, for your kindness, God will bless you!" ”

Zheng Chenggong waved his hand, and Spirola saluted and went back to tell Mascolu.

Seeing that the priest was gone, Lin Xishan hurriedly said: "General, did you really let those ghosts leave Macao with their wealth like this?" ”

Zheng Chenggong sneered and said, "Don't think about it! Snatched so many things in Huaxia, patting your ass is like walking, it's so easy! Jian Chu, your name is Huang Wu......"

Hearing Zheng Chenggong's order, Lin Xishan immediately drank: "Yes, General!" ”

At the Governor's Mansion of Macau, hearing that only ten boats could be carried with him and the people and things, Ma Shijialu frowned and just wanted to speak.

Spirola interrupted him, "This is the count's ultimatum. If you don't accept it, he will use force directly. With your current conditions, you can't hold Macau at all. I advise you to accept the conditions and leave Macau! ”

Hearing the priest's threatening tone, Mascolus nodded helplessly and said, "There are too many things, and there are many wounded, give me some time!" ”

"The Count said to give you a day!"

"One day, that's too short!"

"He said it wasn't negotiable!"

……

At the urging of Spirola, Mascolu left Macau with ten sailing ships. In order to bring more of his belongings, he left more than 300 wounded soldiers in Macao, and six of the ten sailing ships belonged to him alone.