The good officer was watching with a clairvoyant mirror, when he suddenly noticed a small boat laid down at the head of the three-masted armed merchant ship opposite, and then, a white man in half-body armor raised a white flag, about five or six people, rowed towards his own fleet.

Hu Baihu next to him naturally saw it, and immediately said: "Xiao Maocai, the last general seems to have come over and surrendered, even if they know how to do it, otherwise, they will be directly sunk." ”

In fact, at the very beginning, it was by no means a shame, the Ming Dynasty was arrogant to the Portuguese in Jingao, the Portuguese had to pay taxes and serve in the military, and they had to go to the Yamen to receive the board if they didn't give money, and the sailors of the Ming Dynasty even cooperated with the Spanish Philippine Governorate to suppress bandits a few times, so at this time, the Ming generals looked at the whites by no means foreigners, and basically looked at these whites with their nostrils.

The good official suddenly became interested, so he asked Hu Baihu: "Brother Hu, have you ever killed a white man?" Hu Litao's chin curled, and he said very proudly: "The last general has naturally killed the red-haired ghosts, whether there are more or not, there are always seventeen or eighteen." ”

As a test hundred households of the Eight Guards, he has killed more than a dozen Europeans with his own hands, this number is not small, of course, the Eight Guards are suppressing bandits at sea, and the pirates at this time are also mostly red-haired, which is naturally not uncommon.

"Seventeen or eighteen? Which countries are you from? The good official couldn't help but be interested, this thing is a typical gossip psychology of later generations, let him cut people by himself, he must be more resistant in his heart, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't envy this Hu Baihu who has killed more than a dozen red hairs, he also knows very well, at this time, Daming's contempt for Europeans is red hair, not just the Dutch as later generations say, anyway, bullying Europeans is better than being bullied by Europeans!

However, when Hu Litao was asked by him, he was speechless, and after a long time, he muttered, "Aren't red hairs just red hairs, aren't they all Franc machine people?" ”

The obedient official laughed and laughed, but there was no way, so he carefully said to him at the moment: "The continent where these red hairs are located is not only the country of Franco, but also countless countries, such as those ships on the other side, which are produced in Spain, commonly known as Spanish galleons, and the king of Spain is also the king of another country called Portugal, in addition, there are English, Scots, ......."

Hu Baihu was dizzy when he heard it, and quickly shook his hand again and again and said: "Xiao Maocai, I don't want to know much about those red-haired ghosts, in short, he is a Francois in my eyes." ”

"Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles!" The obedient official tried to persuade him, but Hu Baihu's face was full of pride, "Do you still have to understand that rabbits eat and drink Lazar every day, our Franco cannon is a salvo, no matter where he is, he has to finish playing." After finishing speaking, seeing that the good official's face was not good, he hurriedly added, "Xiao Maocai, don't take it to heart, I'm a rough person." ”

The obedient official had to sigh, the weakness of a strong country is that it will not look at those inferior countries, as the so-called [although the country is big, the belligerent will die, although the world is safe, forgetting the war will be dangerous] Now the Ming Dynasty is indeed strong, it is the heyday of cooking oil with flowers, but who can guarantee that he will always be a strong country!

For a while, there was some silence, but at this time, Kan Naoto ascended to the top floor from below, and respectfully walked three steps in front of the obedient official, "Maocai, Izumi-sama and Mikawa-samaru ask to see you." ”

Yesterday there was a meeting, Tachibana Genga and Ono Zhenyuki are equivalent to being canonized by Zheng Chengguan, which is equivalent to establishing the status of monarchs and ministers, and one won the island and the other won the Ogura Castle, which is equivalent to being an official in the field, although Kan Naoto is a little older and knows how to act, but it is similar to a Beijing official, so at this time, it is not good for the two to run over casually, and there needs to be a process of communication in the middle.

This sounds like a joke, the good official only occupies a big fart place, as if he also lives in eight seats, but everything no matter how big or small, the rules are always the same, this obedient official's own willpower is transferred, he doesn't pay attention to himself, naturally someone will pay attention to it for him.

Therefore, although the obedient official himself is quite disapproving, even if he occupies the entire Kyushu Island, it is difficult to say whether Shi Gao has Ningbo Gao or not, just like the peasant uprising occupied Ningbo, and he actually wanted to be the emperor in the world, it was a dream, but in Fusang, if he really occupied Kyushu Island, it was indeed possible to carry his arms with Saruhideyoshi and Kameiyasu.

Nodding his head and asking Kan Naoto to bring the two up, the two arrived in front of the good official, and after paying homage, the first thing was said by Tachibana Genga: "Maocai, don't bombard Hirado!" ”

The obedient official couldn't help but be stunned, didn't he say yesterday that he was going to fight the flat household, why did he change his tune at this time? He couldn't help but be angry, brother, I'm now taking the path of his father, who is surnamed Guo, and he will definitely fight Pingdo, if he doesn't fight Pingdo, will he fight Azuchi or Osaka! Or is it Odawara?

So his face suddenly became ugly, but Tachibana Xuanga was clever, and as soon as his mind turned, he guessed the mind of Master Maocai, and hurriedly said: "Maocai, what we mean is that we don't fight Hirado Town, only Hirado Castle." ”

The obedient official was a little puzzled, is there a difference, Tachibana Xuanhe hurriedly said, the obedient official just figured out that at this time, the war is basically either a field battle or a siege, like a huge town, no matter who it is, it will not send troops to attack, such as the Kai Town, which has almost not moved swords for a hundred years, which is really a miracle in Fuso, which has been in war for a hundred years.

"Maocai, it's true that we don't have much trouble fighting Hirado Town, but if we defeat Hirado Town, how will we collect taxes in the future, and the samurai under our command will harvest grain, how to turn grain into copper coins!" Tachibana Xuanhe persuaded hard, and the obedient official suddenly realized, no wonder he always felt that the population of Fusang was playing more and more games before, and Shi Gao was playing higher and higher.

However, these Fusang businessmen are not good birds, just right, I will use you as a test field, first draw you heavy taxes, and then smoke you a ** stack, and then Deng Gong said, cross the river by feeling the stones, I will touch you first.

His face was cloudy, and he was thinking that the Spaniards with the white flag had boarded the ship.

As the most dog-legged dog under the good official's hands, Yi Neng Jingzhai searched these Nanban wearing half-body armor first, and then led the Nanban led by him to the top floor of the tower.

"Knight of the Order of Malta, Ryan Stein. Bwanna, I have seen your Excellency. Ryanstein almost shook off the jaw of the obedient official when he spoke the official language of Nan Zhili. At this time, the Knights of Malta were on honeymoon with Spain, and they had cooperated to destroy the fleet of the Ottoman Turkish Empire ten years ago.

Ryan Steinzu has a baronial title, but when he first made his fortune in the East and returned to Europe, it was when the Knights of Malta were in great power, and as a mercenary, he felt that the baron had no knighthood, so he spent money to buy the title of knight of the Knighthood.

Many people think that knights should:

Riding a snow-white horse, wearing beautiful armor, holding a flower with condensed dewdrops in her hand, she was wearing a puffy skirt and covering half of her face with a fan, but in fact, the Knights of Malta, formerly known as the Knights Hospitaller of St. John of Jerusalem, as one of the three most prominent knights, are also doing pirate work in the Mediterranean at the moment.

Staring at the middle-aged European man in half-length armor in front of him, the obedient officer couldn't help but reach out and touch his chin, because of his fourteen-year-old appearance, this movement was extremely weird, and Ryanstein's hair all stood up at once, but he clearly knew that in this Eastern Empire, the honorable lords liked to play with men's chrysanthemums.

At this moment, King Philip II of Spain and Portugal and his wife Mary I, Queen of England and Ireland, both of whom are famous for engaging in religious purges, are now accused of burning at the stake in Europe.

After staring up and down at the self-proclaimed Knight of the Knights of Malta, Ryanstein for a long time, the obedient officer slowly asked him, "The Knights of Malta?" Isn't it the Knights Hospitaller of Jerusalem? ”

It was the first time that Reinstein had met the Knights Hospitaller in the East, and he nodded quickly, "Your Excellency, your wisdom is like the stars in the sky. ”

, another sycophant who sees the wind and rudder, the good official can't help but slander, but he also knows that if he can run to the east, this so-called knight will definitely have a dozen discounts, so he frowned, "Your name is Reinstein. Bonaparte? ”

"It's Buwanna, Your Excellency." Ryanstein hastened to correct it.

The good official snorted, and he didn't want to talk too much about this guy, so he patted the railing of the boat and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it!" ”

Reinstein quickly explained his intentions, and after listening to his words, the good officer thought for a moment, "According to you, if I hire you, what price will I have to pay?" ”

In Europe in this era, except for England, which insisted on the militia system, all the other European countries entered the era of mercenaries, which is why the Portuguese in Entrenchment will obediently work for the Ming Kingdom.

Moreover, at this moment, the European tax collection has also begun to collect currency in circulation instead of various plants collected from the ground, which is almost the same as Zhang Juzheng's whip method.

As soon as he said this, Ryan Stein was immediately overjoyed, and he couldn't wait to kneel down and kiss the shoes of this noble lord, you know, he was ready to jump into the sea, but if he was hired by this honorable lord, he could fight a few battles, maybe he could get back the capital.

As soon as he was happy, he suddenly stammered even when he spoke, "Honorable...... Target...... Your Excellency ...... "It was still to see that the obedient official frowned, and it was not easy to correct his tongue, "Let's ...... There are more than 400 of us, most of them veterans, some of whom fought to the death with the elite troops of the Ottoman Turks ten years ago, we are proficient in spears and muskets, and we can also use all kinds of phalanxes, and I myself have a family tradition of swordsmanship......"

Hu Baihu next to him was a little impatient, "Wu Na man, you just need to say how much silver you want a year, what are you doing so much." ”

At this time, Reinstein was a little entangled, you must know that he is already bankrupt, if the price is too high, I am afraid that this honorable lord will not hire them, if it is too low, it is not suitable. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said, "Three taels of silver per person per month, Your Excellency, but, Your Excellency, we need an additional five percent of the loot." ”

When the obedient official heard this, he touched his chin and thought, three taels of silver a month, this is life-selling money, but it is really not expensive, presumably these people still value the five percent of the booty!

Speaking of which, we have to spend a little pen and ink to briefly describe the price comparison between the Ming Dynasty and Europe at this moment, at this moment, a European nobleman's follower can have an income of about 30 copper coins a day, and a high-ranking nobleman's follower has an income of about 150 copper coins, the gap is not small, but, basically, it is also an income from the people of the Ming Dynasty, a follower of a European marquis, the income is similar to the ordinary people of the Ming Dynasty, if it is an earl viscount or something, it is not as good as the people of the Ming Dynasty, If it's a European peasant, to hell with the peasantrymen of Europe! They are living in dire straits, waiting for the great Ming Empire to liberate them!

However, in fact, the good official was still deceived by this Ryan Stein Bwanna, in Spain, the salary promised by His Majesty the King has never been paid in its entirety at one time, and the elite veterans of Spain, a month's salary is equivalent to less than three taels of silver in the Ming Dynasty, and ordinary mercenaries are only half of the veterans, as for the spoils of war, just dream about it!

Of course, because of the wealth of the obedient official, he felt that the money of the people who worked hard was the same price as the ordinary people of the Ming Dynasty, but it was really cheap, but suddenly, he saw that this Ryanstein was a little pleasing to the eye, and immediately made a decision, from now on, you are all my Zheng Guofan's people.

Ryan Stein breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and couldn't help but draw a cross on his chest, and the good officer couldn't help but laugh when he saw his behavior, and then the Ryan Stein said to the good officer: "Your Excellency, can you send us some money first!" As he spoke, he told his predicament, and when he finished speaking, his face was full of frustration.

You know, although he has the title of baron left by his ancestors, but that thing is just a title, and he can't even exchange half a silver coin, and the education he received since childhood has no relationship with the nobility of a silver coin, and there is no difference between him and a peasant, otherwise, the aristocratic lady he married would not think that he was a guy with a pig's smell and ran away with someone, to put it bluntly, he is a European turtle.

As soon as the obedient official heard that there were thousands of black slaves in his hands, he was immediately overjoyed, he was now short of people in his hands, not to mention, Zheng Yiguan had a black slave guard, wouldn't he be able to say that he Zheng was not good, and the history recorded these black slaves [finally said to be practiced, endless cold and summer], besides, Oda Nobunaga has a black slave guard, how can he have a ten or eight, this spectrum can surpass Oda Nobunaga!

Slapping the railing of the ship fiercely, he said loudly: "I will pay you a month's salary first, and I will reward you with five hundred taels of gold." ”

When Ryanstein heard this, the tall white man who was one meter nine tall shook his body a few times, and immediately burst into tears, and he knelt at the feet of the obedient official with a puff, "Your Excellency, I, Ryan Stein Bwana, am willing to offer you all my loyalty." As he spoke, he prostrated himself on the ground and kissed the upper of the good official's shoes. You know, he was already bankrupt, and getting five hundred taels of gold at this moment is equivalent to returning from hell to heaven! Whoever pulls him to heaven, he will naturally go and kiss whose shoes.

He knelt down, but made the good official sweaty, you knelt softly on your knees, I gave you five hundred taels of gold! Or don't give? I'm going to be your black slave! Or don't?

Fortunately, Ryan Stein is still relatively good, and in fact, people are not stupid, "Your Excellency, please allow me to give you a thousand black slaves on my ship, this is the only way I can express my gratitude, Your Excellency, please do not refuse." ”

When the obedient official heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise, according to his otaku surname, he couldn't really pull his face to ask for those black slaves again.

Naturally, he first reached out and grabbed Reinstein, and then pretended to be reluctant to accept it.

For a moment, he was in a good mood, and pointed to the city in the distance, "Do you see that city?" Reinstein nodded, "Your Excellency, that's the Matsuura family's walled city. ”

"Would you like to be a pioneer for me?" The good official said slowly.

Reinstein didn't think about it, and immediately knelt down on one knee, "Yes, my honorable Excellency." ”

"With the sound of my cannons as an order, I will fire two salvos from my ship, and you will surround Hirado Castle for me." The officer gave the order, and Ryanstein took it to heart, and then departed respectfully.

At this time, Hu Litao next to him couldn't help it, so he said, "Maocai, does this guy talk doesn't count?" The obedient official shook his head, "No, the red-haired man is still easier to call, not to mention, if he wants money, he must do what I say." ”

Hu Baihu then remembered that Xiao Maocai had offered the price of five hundred taels of gold to the red hair, and couldn't help muttering, "Maocai, this is too expensive!" Five hundred taels of gold! ”

The good official naturally knows the value of gold in Europe, due to the large-scale mining of silver in the Americas by Spain, the price of silver in Europe has fallen sharply, this gold in Fuso for silver 1:4, to the Ming Dynasty is 1:10, if to Europe, 1 to dozens is also possible.

Therefore, he didn't worry that Ryan Stein Bonaparte didn't listen to him, and immediately laughed, "Brother Hu, have you ever heard of a sentence, a problem that can be solved with silver is not a problem." ”

However, he had just spoken to Ryanstein and hired these Spanish mercenaries, but a question suddenly came to mind, loot. The Goto family and the Bona family were bombarded by the Franco's cannons, and it seems that they haven't even cleaned the loot!

At this time, he couldn't help but say to Tachibana Genga and Ono Zhenyuki that he had to send someone to clean up the loot, Tachibana Genga smiled, this kind of thing, how can he wait for Shigeru to say it before doing it! He had already left behind a team of 200 people each on Goto Island and Ichiji Island, and since the two walled cities were bombed to pieces, the cleaning work could not be completed for a while.

After listening to Tachibana Genga's words, the good official realized that he was a novice to war, but he was a veteran! How could it be impossible to forget such a thing! He laughed.

At this time, Ryanstein returned to the ship with his men, and his subordinates couldn't help it, so they asked the captain about the results, and learned that he was hired by the old man of the Ming Kingdom for the price of three taels of silver per person, and he couldn't help but cheer, but Ryanstein suddenly thought of a big thing.

Among these four boats, one of them belongs to the Governor of the Philippines, what if that countess wakes up and learns that she has become a mercenary of the Ming Empire?

I guess I won't be willing to be elated! Ryanstein couldn't help but have a murderous look in his eyes.

At this time, those who came to the East to pan for gold must be extremely adventurous guys, and there are absolutely no people in the orderly camp.

If that Miss Earl made a fuss and prevented him from making a fortune in Ryanstein, he would not mind washing that Miss Count and sending her to the bed of His Excellency Zheng.

"Return to the ship, then assemble them all, and besiege Hirado Castle, and as for those who don't come back, their salaries will be gone." He immediately made a decision, left Miss Earl behind, and hugged the thigh of His Excellency of the Ming Kingdom wholeheartedly, and said, just like the common saying on the lips of mercenaries, whoever gives gold is God.

(To be continued)