"Your Royal Highness, your offer is too high, you must know that even if a horse is transported here from Yemen, it will take several months, and the death rate is very high, although I admit that your rifled gun is very good, it is certainly not worth the price of a war horse. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Howard said in horror.

In fact, he wanted to say that it was too dark, although in the origin they could use a flintlock pistol to exchange a good war horse from the Persians or Arabs, but the most expensive thing about this thing was the cost of transportation, not the value of the war horse itself!

Not to mention anything else, the mortality rate on this road alone is enough to double the value of the war horse, and after several months of long-distance sea turbulence, if you don't get it here, there will be no one left alive.

They have to lose money on such a deal.

"What do you want to buy my gun for? It's nothing more than learning how to make it, and then copying it yourself, and the British government can't give me a patent certificate, if you use these guns to make your own, will you continue to buy mine? Maybe you'll still be competing with me, but I'll have to pay a little higher, and I think my offer is too low compared to the tattered arquebus that the Dutch sold to the Japanese, and of course it's mainly because of our friendship, and it would be too sad for me to bargain for you! ”

Yang Feng said sincerely.

"Huh?!"

Howard shut up.

The reason why they want to buy it is to imitate it, they have indeed obtained the mystery of the Ming army's rifle bullets, in fact, this is not a secret at all, many ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty know that they have tried to make similar ones before, but the gap with the Ming army is too big, it is simply a world of difference. Only then did I have to find Yang Feng to buy a batch of genuine products for research, as for the research clearly, of course, it is impossible to buy again, and it is impossible for any country to protect its own safety by buying other people's weapons, not to mention buying weapons from China and shipping them to Europe, and at that time, the war will be over.

Of course, he didn't know that this war would have to be fought for more than ten years.

"One rifled gun for a war horse, at least five hundred at a time, not for sale, and as for rifled guns, if you forgive the rest of my four battleships, I can give you ten twenty-pound guns, and a thousand shells."

Yang Feng said with a smile.

He is not worried about the consequences of these two weapons, in fact, he is ready to dump these weapons in Europe, this kind of good opportunity to make war profits can not be missed, because the war in Europe, his luxury business has been seriously affected recently, and he is worried about how to make up for the losses, selling arms is undoubtedly the best choice. Sell it to the British for advertising first, and then others will definitely come to the door, and giving the British a smaller number can have an impact on the war situation, but it will not be overwhelming, so that Louis XIV, who has suffered a loss, will also come to him to buy it, and then you can give Louis XIV a cheaper quantity and more quantity, so that he can seize the advantage on the battlefield, so that the British and other members of the anti-French alliance such as the Dutch will also come to buy......

In short, control the rhythm of the point, this business is still very easy to do.

He was looking forward to the spectacular scene of those ghosts bleeding each other with weapons made in the Ming Dynasty on the battlefield in Europe.

When he really took the step of conquering the world, it was nothing more than replacing it with breech guns and breech guns, and it was estimated that at that time, it would be no problem to add the Maxim machine gun, in the end, this was just a child's toy for him, and there was no need to care too much about it. No matter how much they toss, they can't turn over any flowers, and they helped the Europeans raise their level to the Civil War, and he evolved to the level of World War I to crush it, after all, the toys are too bad to play with, and they need to add a little fun.

Well, at this time, in the eyes of Yang Wangye, the European countries are just toys in their hands.

Not only European countries, it should be said that the whole world is his toy, India, the Ottoman Empire, and Persia are all pawns in his game, and then he will send people to open up the trans-Pacific route, not to mention that he will first annex Hawaii, turn all Hawaiians into slaves or simply sprinkle them all, and then exile domestic prisoners there to colonize, and by the way, establish their own Pearl Harbor, and then go to the west coast of the Americas to colonize and march eastward with the Indians.

Of course, this is just a plan for now.

Howard didn't dare to insist anymore, and the two sides decided on the deal.

He exchanged 500 horses for 500 rifled guns, in order to exempt the remaining 30,000 pounds of goods from the four battleships, in exchange for Yang Feng's ten 20-pounder rifled guns, although this price was painful, but fortunately he also understood that with these guns and new steel-making technology, the East India Company itself would soon be able to imitate the same thing, that is to say, the deal was basically a one-time deal, so he felt much better when he thought about it.

Of course, he didn't know that it wouldn't be long before he had to buy a second time.

After this guy left, Yang Feng looked at the blank Persian slave girls with a smile, and to his surprise, these female slaves had learned a few simple words of Chinese, and after barely exchanging words, he called his big housekeeper Ruyu and said: "Take them down and wash them well, this king wants to taste the taste of Persian cats tonight, remember to wash them a few more times, use more soap shower gel, and then sprinkle some perfume, don't forget to sprinkle perfume, otherwise these guys will smell too much!" ”

As for how he tasted the taste of the Persian cat, this is needless to say.

The eighth day of the sixth month of the seventy-fifth year of the Ming Chongzhen.

Ying Tian.

Seven million people in the Ming Dynasty, the long-awaited wedding period of His Royal Highness King Wu has finally arrived, starting from the Chengtianmen of the Imperial Palace, all kinds of decorative colored silk, soldiers holding various honor guards, and even colored paper on the ground, firecrackers hanging on both sides, stretching all the way to Huang Wei's house, under the attention of hundreds of thousands of people who watched the excitement, Yang Wangye, who was playing the honor guard, sat on the elephant chariot drawn by two elephants, wearing a bright red leather dress and arrived at the Huangfu with various cheers.

The usher knelt down and asked the prince to bow down.

That is, to get off.

Then guide him into the Huang Mansion, wait in the curtain set up in front of the main hall, that is, in the big tent, a ceremonial official enters the main hall, the Huang family marrying the person comes out, the two stand opposite each other, and the ceremonial official shouts: "King Wu is under control, and he welcomes the salute!" ”

Then take the officiant out of the house, greet His Royal Highness King Wu outside the curtain, the latter is led by the eunuch to the curtain, into the main hall, at this time Mrs. Huang came out, the eunuch came in with various gifts, and the two female deacons helped Huang Wei out and stood under Mrs. Huang. The eunuch led Yang Wangye to the table and gave him a silk, and Yang Wangye put the silk on the table and then retreated. After worshipping Yang Wangye out first, the female sedan chair man carried the phoenix sedan chair to the door to wait, inside to help Huang Wei out, the ceremonial official knelt and asked the prince to open the sedan curtain, Huang Wei entered the sedan chair and sat down, Yang Feng put down the sedan curtain and boarded his ivory decorated elephant chariot under the official kneeling, and took Huang Wei's phoenix sedan chair in front of him to swagger again in the sound of firecrackers all the way to Chengtianmen.

Yang Feng got out of the car, unveiled the sedan curtain, Huang Wei got off the sedan chair, Yang Feng advanced to Chengtianmen, took off the red leather clothes, changed into embroidered nine patterns of gown clothes and nine crowns, first went to the Fengxian Hall to worship the ancestors and waited, Huang Wei entered the Chengtianmen and then re-got on the sedan chair to the Fengxian Palace, and Yang Feng went into the temple to see the ceremony.

After the temple ceremony, the two went to the Qianqing Palace where Yang Feng lived, and the next thing was the ceremony.

Yang Wangye, who changed into a big red leather dress again, walked into the palace gate with the princess, Yang Feng advanced to Huang Wei and entered behind, standing on the worship seat in the praise of the salute, and then bowed to each other with the praise of the salute, and then sat opposite each other in front of the wine case, the two eunuchs held the table in front of each of them, and the female official raised the golden jue to pour wine for the two. The two of them each took the drink, ate the vegetables, drank a jue of wine, and then ate the vegetables, and the third time they were replaced by a special cup, that is, a pair of special double cups, specially used to drink the cup of wine, after drinking the cup of wine, the two got up and stood on the worship seat again, and bowed to each other in the praise of the salute.

"It's finally time for this day."

After the ceremony was completed, and all the idle people were thrown out, Yang Wangye lifted Huang Wei's hijab, and then rubbed his hands and looked at her pretty face with a smile and said.

"You, you tap!"

Huang Wei blushed and whispered like a mosquito.

"Don't worry, I promise gentleness, I'm very gentle."

Yang Feng rubbed his hands and said.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know about you, there are more than a dozen embroidered girls in the palace at night in the Beijing Imperial Palace, and there are almost few palace maids in the Manchurian Palace, as well as concubines and even princesses, even the fifteen-year-old little princess of Tartar has not let go!"

Huang Wei said hatefully.

"Uh, rumors, absolute rumors, how can a serious person like me be like that, don't you see that Xiao Rou and Sakurako haven't touched them until now?"

Yang Feng swore and said.

"Hmph, anyway, sooner or later you will have three palaces and six courtyards, what else can I do?"

Huang Wei said.

"Alright, the good night is short, let's not discuss this kind of boring question!"

After Yang Feng finished speaking, he pushed away the table in front of him, picked her up at once in Huang Wei's subconscious exclamation, and then pressed her to the big bed.

"Don't, wait a minute!"

Huang Wei struggled to push him away and said.

Then I didn't know how to find a white handkerchief and spread it on the bed, so I glanced at him with a red face, and stretched out my hand tremblingly to untie the belt for Yang Wangye.

And then, and then there was a wood.

How can Yang Wangye wait now, he directly pressed her on the bed like a hungry tiger pounced, peeled her into a little white sheep at lightning speed, and then let out a wolf howl, and directly began to get to the point.

The next morning.

"Lord, it's time to get up and salute."

Xiao Chunzi, the waiter who was brought back from Beijing, stood outside the door and said cautiously.

"The princess is unwell, let's talk about it in two hours!" (To be continued.) )