"So fast!" Dugu smiled: "Mr. Silva, do you want to take a look?" ”

Silva had a bored look on his face, as a pure soldier, he didn't like to participate in such conversations, a group of foreign people spoke in a strange accent in a language he was not familiar with, it was not a good feeling, he would rather go and check his ship. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 He picked up the wine glass, drank the wine inside, and stood up with his sword: "No need, I'm a little tired, let's go back to the boat and rest for a while!" ”

"Then I won't send it down!" Dugu also stood up and arched his hand at Silva, looking at Silva's back. After it disappeared, Du Gu tightened his belt and asked, "Mr. Lin, where are those people?" ”

"It's at the Koi Kaikan." Lin Heshui pointed to a courtyard not far away and said that this one was much more decent than the other buildings nearby.

"Why is that name?" Du Gu asked curiously.

"Oh, most of these locals came from Quanzhou Prefecture in Fujian to cross the sea, Quanzhou is also known as Licheng, hence this name!" Lin Heshui replied very fluently.

"Oh, Quanzhou people? Isn't that Mr. Lin, your countryman? Du Gu smiled: "When you meet your old acquaintance in another country, you are very kind!" ”

"Lord Du! Don't be careless! As far as I know, none of these people are good people, and many of them are inextricably linked with the major sea lords, especially that Zheng Zhilong, there must be his people in them. “

"Someone with Zheng Zhilong?" Du Gu stopped when he heard this: "The Dutch don't know? ”

"The Dutch must know that!"

"Aren't the Dutch at war with Zheng Zhilong?" Du Gu was a little confused: "There are Zheng Zhilong's people here, how can the Dutch sit idly by?" ”

"My lord, you don't understand!" Lin Heshui smiled bitterly: "This Nanyang is different from our Ming Dynasty, black is black, white is white, and it is gray over there, and it is impossible to tell whether it is black or white." Zheng Zhilong and the Dutch were at war, but the two families did not have any hatred against each other, the hatred of killing their father and taking their wife, but for the benefit of maritime trade. If Zheng Zhilong wins, he will score more, and if he loses, he will score less. This sea is boundless, no matter how powerful Zheng Zhilong is, he can't monopolize all the transactions alone, fight and fight, and have business with the Dutch to do or do, this Taiwan has fertile soil, mild climate, and Fujian is densely populated, so some villagers will migrate over, first, to accumulate some merits, and secondly, to leave a way back for themselves. And this Dutch people come from thousands of miles to do business and make money, no matter how powerful they are, their own family is always small, if they drive out the Fujian people, I am afraid that there is not even a master who shaves their heads and faces, and they will collapse without others to fight, even if they know that there are Zheng Zhilong's people here, as long as they don't make too much trouble, they can only turn a blind eye! ”

Du Gu nodded, revealing a dignified expression, he originally had some contempt for Lin Heshui, thinking that it was just a lucky interpreter, but with the deepening of his understanding, he found that he knew the situation of all kinds of streams in the South Seas well, and he was cautious and cautious.

Wang Donglu secretly stretched out his right hand and rubbed his somewhat sore waist. This is his old problem, most of the old fur seals who have been on the ship for thirty years have some kind of joint problem, and he is no exception. But there is nothing to complain about, reincarnated in a poor Quanzhou peasant family, Wang Donglu did not even have a chance to make himself half-paralyzed in that thin field, exhausted and starved to death in a certain muddy field - he was the youngest son, the field and the two broken grass huts belonged to the eldest brother, it was not that his parents were partial, his family's field was too little, if it was divided equally among the brothers, everyone would starve to death. Therefore, when Wang Donglu reached the age of thirteen, like many poor peasants in southern Fujian who could not make a living in his hometown, he took refuge under a certain sea lord and ran to the South Seas. Thirty years have passed in a flash, and with alertness, cunning, ferocity, and a little luck, Wang Donglu's men already have seven or eight boats, two or three hundred brothers, and they can be regarded as a small force at sea. If it had been more than ten years ago, he might have robbed everywhere, attacked each other, and finally ended his life in a certain fight or betrayal. But the rapid rise of the "Eighteen Zhi" has completely changed the pattern of the sea, with Wang Donglu's few ships, hundreds of men and horses in front of Zheng Zhilong, who has tens of thousands of people and more than a thousand ships, is like an ant, and there are only two ways to choose in front of him: either submit or be destroyed.

Wang Donglu made a wise choice, he surrendered to Zheng Zhilong and became a small sea lord under his command. Soon after, Zheng Zhilong accepted the appeasement of the imperial court and became the dignified general of Jinghai. Wang Donglu was surprised to find that he had the opportunity to get rid of the sea and return to the land to live a stable life. He was already in his forties at this time, which can be said to be an old man in the Ming Dynasty, so he handed over the fleet and troops in his hands to Zheng Zhilong, in exchange for a rich bounty, plus the thieves he had accumulated over the years, no matter from which point of view Wang Donglu can be said to be full of money, he was full of ambition to return to his hometown with twenty or thirty nephews and cronies, wanting to buy thousands of acres of good land, build a large house, and enjoy his old age in peace. But when he returned to his hometown, he soon found that his dream was shattered, he had no fame, no clan, and no pirate force. Wang Donglu was beaten at the slightest dissatisfaction - you have a lot of past cases, if you don't obey obediently, a piece of film sent to the yamen can put you to death.

As the saying goes, the clay people have a bit of earthy temperament, not to mention that Wang Donglu was once a sea lord who killed people at sea for decades, and finally he couldn't help but kill a few officials who came to blackmail, knowing that he was in trouble, he simply did it to the end, leading his nephew and cronies to rush to the house of a squire who was the most insatiable on weekdays, killing a chicken and dog from top to bottom, and robbing the floating wealth and burning it clean, and then planning to return to the old business. But within a few days, the old boss Zheng Zhilong sent a messenger over and told him that the squire he killed had a niece who was the wife of Fujian Governor Xiong Wencan's friend of the scene, and because of this relationship, Governor Xiong had ordered Zheng Zhilong to be strictly arrested. Zheng Zhilong gave Wang Donglu a clear way: go to Taiwan to be a foreigner, and by the way, be Zheng Zhilong's nail and monitor the movements of the Dutch. Like a few years ago, Wang Donglu once again accepted the arrangement of fate, he used the wealth in his bag to recruit hundreds of poor peasants to come to Dayuan, bought a lot of cattle and farm tools, and in a few years, he also cultivated nearly 10,000 acres of land, bought some women from the local natives to marry his tenants, and operated some local products. He had been a sea lord, and he had twenty or thirty cronies and nephews who had martial arts and had seen blood, as well as six or seven hundred tenants from the same township, and Zheng Zhilong's support behind his back, not to mention other local tyrants, even the Dutch attached great importance to him, and regarded him as an elder leader of the Chinese under his rule. After a long time, Wang Donglu also felt that this day was like the emperor of the soil, and the past events on the mainland and the sea gradually faded away, and he was ready to have a few more sons, spread out his branches, and finally grow old in this foreign land.

It's a pity that fate has not forgotten him Wang Donglu, who slept soundly last night lying on the bed with his fourth concubine in his arms, but suddenly woke up. At first he heard the night breeze sighing outside the window, then the meow of the cat, and other than that, he heard nothing. Just as he was about to fall asleep again, the door was pushed open.

"Father, Lord of the Sea, Lord of the Sea-" It was his eldest son Wang Dacheng who stammered, and the concubine who was awakened shrank into the quilt with a scream. Wang Donglu, who realized that the situation was not good, jumped out of bed: "What is the sea lord not the sea lord, what is the matter?" ”

"The Sea Master has come in!" Wang Dacheng finally said a whole sentence, his gaze drifted over the smooth calves exposed by the concubine, and he subconsciously swallowed saliva.

"How is that possible? The Dutch had artillery forts on pineapple orchards and sandbanks, and did the sea lord's ship fly in? Wang Donglu picked up the waist knife hanging on the wall, he knew very well the power of the Dutch artillery, and it was for this reason that he had a good impression of this group of colonists, otherwise how could he have accumulated such a large family business so easily? Not to mention those headhunters, just three days and two sea lords are enough for them to drink a pot.

"Dad, it's true, the Dutch and the boats on the dock under their city are burning half the sky, as if there are also soldiers on the side of Chiji Street (that is, Pu Minsha Street, as the locals call it), and there are too many to count!"

Hearing this, Wang Donglu realized that things might not be good, although this son did not study and was not smart, he had never lied to himself. While putting on his shoes, he ordered: "Call the family up at once, prepare all the bows and arrows, and guard the wall of the upper courtyard, and gather the tenants as soon as the morning breaks, and let them prepare all the wooden and bamboo guns!" ”

"Yes, Dad!" Wang Dake answered and went out. Wang Donglu put on his shoes and was about to go out with his waist knife, but was stopped by the concubine: "Master, where are you going?" What if I was left alone? ”

"What a man for two people!" Hearing this unlucky words, the former sea lord frowned angrily, he shook off the concubine, and shouted: "Such unlucky words, do you want to curse Lao Tzu to death?" ”

The concubine, who was frightened by her husband's sudden fierce voice, cried, and Wang Donglu, who was a little soft-hearted, said coldly: "What are you crying about?" You let me stay at home honestly and put the door to death. The soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, there is always a way, if you really want to die, there is no way, everyone has this day! With that, he rushed out the door.

The large house of the Wang Donglu family was built on a piece of high ground, and like most of the colonists, the building consisted of thick walls and towering towers at the corners, and the surrounding natives were not to be trifled with. Wang Donglu climbed up the tower and looked out to sea, just as his son said, the fire was already raging in front of the Dutchman's special pier, and the flames illuminated half of the sky red, like ghosts. With the help of the firelight, Wang Donglu could see the attackers clearly—the huge hull, the towering three masts, the towering bow and stern, and the row of fires that erupted from the side of the ship as it was fired. He immediately realized that this was not a sea lord at all - this kind of giant ship equipped with a large number of heavy guns might only belong to those Yangyi, as an old fur seal who had been fighting in the South China Sea for many years, Wang Donglu knew that these yellow-haired and blue-eyed Yangyi were not a family, and it was common for them to attack each other, this should be a certain Yangyi in a hostile situation with the Dutch.

"Dad, I've gathered all the people, what should we do now?" Behind him, Wang Dake's eager voice came.

"What to do? You pack up the soft things in your house, find a hidden place and wait for dawn! Wang Donglu turned around, his face solemn: "Let's act when we see the opportunity!" ”

The news came earlier than Wang Donglu expected, and as soon as it was dawn, someone came to call the door. The person is an acquaintance, the shopkeeper of the tavern on Chiji Street, but the message he brought is very strange: "Zhejiang Dusifu Zhenhai Cucumber will lead the troops of Lord Du to expel Hongmaoyi and restore my Ming territory, all local gentry must rush to the tavern before noon, otherwise they will be punished as thieves!" ”

Although it is not clear why the soldiers of Zhejiang suddenly came to this foreign place, this kind of commanding and arrogant tone Wang Donglu is very familiar, and it is indeed the feeling of the Ming official army. However, Wang Donglu has been dealing with the Ming Dynasty officials and soldiers for decades, and he is well aware of the truth that "bandits are like combs, and soldiers are like grates". This place is far away from the emperor, and there is no local civil official to manage it, who knows if that group of officers and soldiers will cut off their heads and use them as proof of merit? It's not like I've never seen this kind of thing.

"Shopkeeper, do you think those are really Ming officers and soldiers? How is it the official army of Zhejiang, it is said that this place is closer to Fujian, right? “

"How do I know that? Anyway, my words have already been brought, whether you listen or not, it's up to you, Master Wang! I still have a few words to send, so I won't bother. The shopkeeper said this, then turned around to leave, Wang Donglu was about to call it back to inquire in detail, the shopkeeper suddenly stopped, turned around and smiled: "Look at my memory, Lord Nadu also said that as long as it is a good citizen in the township, the court will have its own reward, and the head of the family will have a reputation!" ”

Wang Donglu asked a few more words, took tea for the shopkeeper to drink, and thanked him for a few hundred copper coins. The shopkeeper smiled: "You don't have to be too nervous, I don't think the officers and soldiers who came this time are not like messing around, but they have sealed the shops and warehouses of the Dutch, and our Han and local aborigines' houses are all offended. Master Wang, if this big man Hong Kong talks about family property and household registration, no one can match you, no matter how powerful the official army is, it is also the duckweed, and as soon as the limelight passes, it will go elsewhere, if you want to succeed, don't you still have to rely on you? In my opinion, even if there is nothing, you should take a trip and take a look! (To be continued.) )