"Dear Ren, you're leaving tomorrow, I'll miss you." When Liya left the dock, she took Ren Siqi's hand and was reluctant.

"If you can't bear me, come with me to Daming, there are a lot of interesting scenery there, we can be together forever." Ren Siqi joked.

"No, then my father would have beaten me to death, and he wouldn't let me marry an Oriental." The girl was still very simple, and thought that Ren Siqi was going to marry her, so she hurriedly refused. She was just attracted by Ren Siqi, and as for marrying an Oriental to live in a strange Daming, she never thought about it.

Ren Siqi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and there was a faint regret that followed. I just had a relationship with Liya just by acting on the spot, who knew that it was the same in Liya's heart, his mother's, who played whom? Think of it as a one-night stand.

Liya kissed Ren Siqi lightly on the lips, turned and got into the carriage when she came.

"Dear Ren, my friend, I can't come to see you off tomorrow, I wish you a safe journey." David also hugged Ren Siqi.

The carriage carried the two of them away, and Liya sat in the carriage and waved back from time to time.

"Brother Xiucai, yes! hooked up with a fan girl in such a short time. Mao Shibai said to Ren Siqi with a wicked smile.

"Eighteen brothers don't want to laugh at me, come, I'll introduce you to a friend." Ren Siqi hurriedly introduced Cao Changjiang to Mao 18.

"In Xia Cao Changjiang, Zhejiang Jinhua people, I have seen the eighteenth brother." Cao Changjiang bowed to Mao Eighteen.

Ren Siqi knew that he had to get Mao Eighteen's help to persuade Fu Chun to agree to the 21 Ming people in Luzon on the ship. At that moment, he told Mao 18 about the origin request of Cao Changjiang and others.

"Brother Cao, please rest assured, this matter is on me." Mao 18 patted his chest and agreed to it. He had always been indignant at the Spanish massacre of the Luzon Ming, and now he was glad to have the opportunity to help the survivors.

"Thank you, Eighteen Brother Gaoyi." Cao Changjiang said gratefully.

"Just call me Mao Eighteen." Mao XVIII. Grinned.

Fu Chun listened to Cao Changjiang's request and was half silent. Just as Ren Siqi guessed, if there were two or three Fu Chun would agree on the spot, but there were 21 people on the other side, how many people were there in Fuchun? What's more, Fu Chun made a lot of money when he came to Luzon this time, and he already had plans to go back to retire, so he really didn't want to make any extraneous trouble.

"Owner, I beg you, take us back to Daming." Cao Changjiang fell to his knees on the board and kowtowed. The Fuchun was their hope to escape the hell of Luzon and return to the Ming Dynasty.

"The Spaniards have now allowed the Ming to come to Luzon, and they have promised not to massacre the Ming again, so you can stay in Manila, why do you have to go back to the Ming Dynasty?" Fu Chun asked slowly.

"The relatives who were with us are dead, and we don't want to stay here, stay under the noses of the enemy." Cao Changjiang gritted his teeth and said, "What's more, in this year, we have fought many times with the Spaniards, and we have also killed many Spaniards, they can let other Ming people stay in Manila, and they will never let us stay here." ”

"That's it! It's too big, how about you let us discuss it? Fu Chun excused himself.

Cao Changjiang already knew that the Fuchun was going to leave tomorrow, so he was willing to let go of this last straw, and said to Fu Chun: "You can discuss it, and I will wait outside the cabin." With that, he exited the cabin and went to the deck.

"Brother Xiucai, you've got me in big trouble!" Fu Chun said to Ren Siqi with a wry smile.

"What's the trouble with this, it's not long before you bring them back." Without waiting for Ren Siqi to speak, Mao Shibai hurriedly said.

"The problem is that there are too many of them, and we are not familiar with them ourselves, so what if they are undercover agents of pirates, and they should cooperate with pirates at sea? Can you guarantee that they are not pirate undercover agents? Fu Chun glared at Mao Eighteen and said.

Of course, Mao 18 didn't dare to guarantee it, so he looked at Ren Siqi.

Whether Cao Changjiang and the others are pirates or not, Ren Siqi believes that with Fu Chun's experience, he can definitely see that Fu Chun is just afraid that Cao Changjiang and the others are too numerous. However, it is also understandable that Fu Chungang has earned hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, as long as he returns to Daming safely, he will become a rich man, and he can enjoy wealth and prosperity, how can he take risks at this time?

However, Cao Changjiang and others must have been saved, they finally escaped the massacre of the Spaniards, and now they are asking for help from their compatriots and want to return to Daming. I have the ability to help others but refuse to help, how can I bear it! However, in order to help them, Fu Chun must first be convinced.

"Owner, do you see if this is the case, we are basically returning empty, there are many cabins empty, why don't you just let them stay in the cabin, and they can't walk around on the deck casually, what do you think?" Ren Siqi made a suggestion to Fu Chun.

Fu Chun was actually in the midst of contradictions, and he didn't want to have a reputation of not being saved, so he carefully considered Ren Siqi's suggestion, and felt that there was no problem, so he agreed.

"That's it, but you have to tell them that you are not allowed to bring any weapons on board!" Fu Chundao.

Mao 18 happily led Cao Changjiang into the cabin, and Ren Siqi told Cao Changjiang the result of the discussion with Fu Chun, and Cao Changjiang was overjoyed when he heard this. As for the condition of not allowing him to bring weapons, it is not a problem for Cao Changjiang at all, and of course he will be wary of such a large number of people.

However, because the target of the 21 people on the other side of the Yangtze River was too big to get on the boat at the pier, which would attract the attention of the Spaniards, it was agreed to meet on the north coast of Manila Bay.

After saying goodbye, Cao Changjiang got off the boat happily. He was to rush back and tell the good news to the twenty compatriots, and then take them overnight to the meeting place.

"This move by the owner is really benevolent!" Ren Siqi gave Fu Chun a thumbs up.

Fu Chun smiled all over his face: "They are all Ming people, or fellow villagers in Zhejiang, how can they not be saved when they die!" ”

The next day, just after dawn, the fiery red sun rose from the east and shone on the vast sea, reflecting ten thousand rays of light. The three masts of the Fuchun all raised their sails, pulled up two huge iron anchors, and set sail.

The three-masted galleons sailed on the vast sea, carrying the sun to the west, and the early morning Manila was left behind, farther and farther away.

In an hour's time, the sailboat left Manila Bay and turned north. After walking for a while, three small islands in the shape of finished characters appeared in front of them, where they met with Cao Changjiang and others.

On a small island, a thick smoke rose, and the three-masted sailing ship sailed over, and when it approached the island, it saw more than 20 cheering men on the island, which were Cao Changjiang and others.