Chapter 234: Zheng Fusong's Anger

Harbour City, White Castle.

In the digital classroom on the 28th floor, Zheng Fusong followed the teacher in the video and learned mathematics for an afternoon.

I have mastered the knowledge of how to solve the system of ternary quadratic equations, as well as some geometric knowledge.

The learning progress is probably in the second year of junior high school.

Now Zheng Fusong is only 11 years old, and after only two years in Harbour City, he has mastered all the knowledge points of primary school, and began to advance to junior high school, and the learning speed is also very fast, maybe it won't be long before he learns the knowledge of the entire junior high school stage.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a genius student.

And most of the knowledge points, he learned by watching video tutorials, a certain "good teacher" who accepted him as an apprentice, rarely gave him guidance, only occasionally found some historical information videos, gave him a thought lesson, instilled some positive and enterprising, convincing people with morality, some classic quotations of Confucius explained, and Zheng Fusong, who taught him, was dumbfounded, feeling that this Confucius in the teacher's mouth should be terrifying, right?

But I don't know why, Zheng Fusong actually thinks that the teacher's teaching is very reasonable, which is more in line with some common sense.

He shook his head again and again.

It was over, and he felt like he was about to be broken.

Zheng Fusong also found that he had become a coolie, and the teacher had no time to tutor his children, so four-year-old Xu Jiaguang, two-year-old Xu Jiayao, and several younger brothers and sisters, their homework, all had to be tutored by Zheng Fusong, a primary school bully, and occasionally they had to change diapers, soak milk, and feed them...... It's like a semi-nanny who helps with the children.

In time.

Zheng Fusong said bitterly in his heart, feeling that this was not the same as he imagined, I came here to learn, how could I serve so many little emperors and princesses?

Even if the art style is a little weird.

Even if I often feel big-headed and speechless.

Zheng Fusong still likes it very much, and thinks it is much better than Hirado, Japan, and his hometown in Anping, Fujian.

Because there are not too many rules and regulations, there are no rules and constraints of this kind and that, and even you can speak and do things more freely, and you don't have to worry about this and that.

It's the mother Tagawa who has always been cautious and obedient, and he also likes it here very much, and has become a very good friend with the two Ono teachers, often sitting together to play horse hanging, talking about everything, and people have become a lot more cheerful.

However, recently, Zheng Fusong found that something was not quite right with his mother.

Suddenly I didn't go to the horse hanging.

His expression became anxious and melancholy.

I lost my appetite and lost a lot of weight.

But in front of himself, he still forced a smile, just like before, and didn't want to affect his learning.

It's just these cover-ups, how can they hide from his incomparably keen eyes?

this day.

Zheng Fusong, who had finished class earlier than usual, walked to the door of his mother's room and heard the sound of whimpering and crying from inside.

He took out the key, gently opened the door a crack, got in, and after being noticed by the maid, he made a silent gesture to him, and walked to the bedside, only to find that his mother's eyes were red and swollen when she was crying, and the pillow towels were mostly wet, and her mouth kept saying: "Wu'er, poor Wu'er~"

"Mother, what the hell is going on?"

At this time, Zheng Fusong had to ask, "Is there something wrong with my brother?" ”

"Fu'er, you're out of class? Are you hungry, whatever you want to eat for dinner, I'll make it for you. ”

Tagawa Matsu quickly wiped his tears, squeezed out a smile, and made a look of no problem.

"Mother, I'm almost twelve years old, I'm almost an adult, don't treat me like a child anymore, okay? If you have any questions, you can tell me, how can I pretend to eat without anything but worrying when you are so haggard and crying? Tell me about it. ”

Zheng Fusong took his mother's hand and said helplessly.

Seeing the eldest son's serious face, he must understand the situation, Tian Chuan Songqiang pretended to be fine, and naturally couldn't keep it, and a string of tears fell again, and he hugged Zheng Fusong in his arms, and cried again.

In the end, under Zheng Fusong's repeated comforts and inquiries, as well as the confession of the maid Xiangzi next to him, he finally understood the cause and effect of everything.

The younger brother Tagawa Nanazaemon, who is still in Hirado, Japan, has indeed had an accident.

At present, he did not live in the house of his maternal grandfather, Tagawa Yuhuang, but was forcibly taken away by the Matsuura clan of the Hirado Domain, and taken to Hirado Castle as a guest, and lost his personal freedom.

It is said that Tagawa Nanazaemon is just a nine-year-old child, why did the Matsuura clan kidnap such a child?

Naturally, he wanted to use this child as a bargaining chip to force the Zheng family in Fujian to make a compromise and give benefits, so as to get a piece of the Zheng family.

You must know that the current Japan has not yet entered the stage of closing itself off from the rest of the country, and the exchange of information with the outside world is still very smooth, especially after Xujiazhuang's "Oriental Times" came out, Japan attaches great importance to it, whether it is the Tokugawa shogunate, the emperor or the lords of various places, they all try their best to get a copy, and even some businessmen specially recycle the old "Oriental Times" periodicals, and then sell them to Japan at a price of ten silver dollars or hundreds of silver dollars, and the closer the date, the higher the price.

As a result, the Japanese elite, at least the upper elite, were extremely aware of the internal situation of the Ming Dynasty and the every move of Xujiazhuang.

Hirado is located in the westernmost part of Kyushu Island, closest to the Ming Dynasty, and got the news the fastest, and even did the latest issue of the "Oriental Times", as long as five to seven days, the Matsuura clan of the Hirado clan can quickly read it, and the Japanese also use Chinese characters, so there is no problem in understanding it, so it can achieve rapid access to information, and one step faster than anyone in Japan.

Xujiazhuang has made a big effort to colonize the South Seas and made a huge harvest, and the Matsuura clan is naturally clear, and his greedy eyes are red and his heart is hot.

It's just that Xujiazhuang is too powerful, and the Xujiazhuang detachment stationed in Bagang, Jeju Island, is only a few hundred miles away from Pingdo, and it will arrive within a day, and it has the ability to raze Pinghu to the ground in minutes, how dare the Songpu clan hit Xujiazhuang's attention.

However, the Zheng family in Fujian is much weaker than Xujiazhuang, and in this colonization of Nanyang, the Zheng family, which worked closely with Xujiazhuang, also established hundreds of sugarcane manors and grain estates, and they ate a mouth full of oil, which is really enviable.

It just so happened that Tagawa Shichizaemon, the second son of Zheng Zhilong in Fujian, was in Hirado and was in the hands of the Matsuura clan.

In this case, it's okay to cooperate with Zheng Zhilong, ask for more than a dozen overseas estates, and hand them over to the Matsuura family for development, right? It's not too much to take a sip of soup with you, right?

Zheng Zhilong only had to nod his head at these requests, but out of prudence, he still asked Xu Jiazhuang's opinion and asked if he wanted to agree to Matsuura's request for cooperation?

"No, you can't say yes!"

Xu Yuan personally replied: "It's okay for the Matsuura clan to get some Japanese laborers to work in the Zheng family's manor, but if you want to become the owner of the manor, you can't give one!" ”

Zheng Zhilong said that he understood, and then asked people to reply to the Matsuura clan, refusing their request to share a piece of the pie, and only allowing Japanese laborers to be sent to work.

Furious.

The Matsuura clan was immediately furious, and first sent samurai to the Tagawa Yu Imperial Middle School, forcibly abducted the nine-year-old Tagawa Shichizaemon to the feudal mansion as a guest, and then sent a letter to Zheng Zhilong in Fujian, saying that the noble son was a guest at the Matsuura family, but his life was quite hard, so please send 100,000 silver dollars for living expenses.

Faced with this blackmail, Zheng Zhilong quickly sent someone to send 100,000 silver dollars and demanded the immediate release of Tagawa Nanazaemon and sent to his maternal grandfather's house.

But how could the Matsuura family, who succeeded in blackmailing, let Tagawa Nanazaemon go? Less than half a month later, he sent a letter to Zheng Zhilong, saying that the 100,000 silver dollars had been spent, and another 500,000 yuan would be sent over - Tagawa Shichizaemon's living expenses were 100,000 silver dollars per month, and the money would be paid once or twice a year in the future, totaling 1.2 million silver dollars, and not a single cent would be missing.

At this time, Zheng Zhilong was so angry that it was impossible to compromise and send money over, and he had the idea of sending a fleet to rescue his son.

It's just that the Zheng family's fleet is now scattered in the South Seas and is colonizing everywhere, and it is impossible to transfer it back in a short time.

The second is to send a fleet to attack the Hirado Domain, in case the Matsuura family tears up the ticket, won't it also lose the meaning of sending a fleet?

In the end, Zheng Zhilong sent someone to reply strongly: The living expenses will not be sent again, but if something happens to Tagawa Nanazaemon, he Zheng Zhilong will lead a hundred warships, set foot in Hirado, and kill all the people of the Matsuura family, don't make an unwise move!

In the face of such a warning, and thinking of the strength of the Zheng family in Fujian now, the Matsuura family naturally did not dare to make a move to tear up the ticket, but the child Tagawa Nanazaemon immediately fell into a miserable situation.

The only food is rice balls with a rancid taste.

I was given the work I had to do.

Frequent abuse.

What's even more outrageous is that the Matsuura family also asked people to help write letters to record the tragic situation of Tagawa Nanazaemon, and then send it to Zheng Zhilong in Fujian to read.

Zheng Zhilong only read two of these letters, so he didn't read them, and then they fell into the hands of Tagawa Song, and as a mother, seeing her son being abused like this, she naturally felt like a knife, weeping day and night, and her eyes were blind from crying, and she also begged her husband Zheng Zhilong many times to send some money over quickly, or think of other ways, but Zheng Zhilong was unmoved, but he was sure that the Matsuura family would not dare to tear up the ticket, and Tagawa Nanazaemon would not have much to do.

This made Tagawa Matsu feel desperate, and the number of letters received from Hirado has decreased significantly recently, and in today's letter, there is only one blood-colored handprint, which makes Tagawa Matsu even more devastated, and if it goes on like this, she may really not be able to bear it.

"Bastard, damn Matsuura! I will not spare you! ”

After knowing the whole picture.

Zheng Fusong's eyes were about to split, and he clenched his fists tightly, almost letting his nails dig into his flesh, and his bones turned white.

He gritted his teeth and said to his mother Tian Chuansong: "Mother, this matter is handed over to me to deal with, my father is indifferent, then my brother will take responsibility, no matter how much it costs, I will definitely rescue my younger brother!" ”

Then he picked up the letter, which had only bloody handprints, and turned to leave the room, walking faster and faster.

"Wu'er, where are you going?"

Tian Chuansong had to follow, the younger son was suffering, what stupid thing would she, the eldest son, do?