"Can't say it or don't want to say it? Okay, I'll tell you. Now you live in the largest house in the city, and you are accompanied by slaves when you go in and out. Playing with women every day, Ming, Korean, Japanese, which one of you haven't played? When you get used to eating fine grains, you start eating whole grains again. You have all started this Luzon native, and you will hang that stinky red-haired woman! What are you going to enjoy as a robber at sea?

In the past few years, what you are most passionate about is returning to your hometown to worship your ancestors. As long as you go back, far and near, officials and businessmen, who doesn't come around and scold you like flies smelling rotten eggs? You are regarded as honoring your ancestors, and you have also ridiculed the neighbors who looked down on us at the beginning, and you can be regarded as raising your eyebrows and exhaling. Not to mention Quanzhou, the whole of Fujian, when it comes to our Zheng family, we have to give a thumbs up. What are you going to enjoy as a robber at sea?

There is also this Manila, where merchant ships come and go, and merchants from various countries rush to do business with the world. Which one can't come to your house to honor you? Who dares not to be respectful to you, for fear that you will be embarrassed? If you don't say anything else, the money you have earned in the past few years with global commerce is enough for you to squander for a lifetime, I don't talk about you, and I don't bother to talk about you. Got face, right? Satoko too, right? What can you enjoy as a robber at sea?

In my absence, you were in charge of the military affairs of Luzon. So many soldiers listen to you, if you want to rebel, just pull the banner and turn it back? Why wait for me to come back?

Don't you have a few counts in mind?

No!

You've got it all in your heart!

You're afraid!

You are afraid that even if you say that the sky is rotten, there are not many people in Luzon and Taiwan who are willing to rebel with you!

You're a piece of shit!

You're just a waste of people who sit back and enjoy what you're doing! Look at the fat on your body, and you still have a fucking rebellion? Do you deserve it too?

Look at you up and down, inside and out, what you eat and drink, everything you have, which one of them didn't I buy with my life? I have a lot of credit in the past few years, but the more credit I have, the more scared I am! I'm afraid that one day, Your Majesty will hide all the birds and hide the rabbits, and the dogs will die! I'm afraid that one day the steel battleship of the imperial court will come to our door!

Even Zheng Sen was sent by me to study in Beijing, just to dispel His Majesty's suspicions, so that dozens of people up and down the Zheng family can have a good end!

But you're good!

How dare you make a big statement in front of the public and denounce Your Majesty's injustice!? What are you?"

The more Zheng Zhilong spoke, the more excited he became, and he gradually became angry, smashing all the gaps on the table.

And Zheng Zhibao is already as earth-colored as the earth, and he doesn't know how to answer Zheng Zhilong's words at all.

In the past few years, he has only seen Zheng Zhilong's scenery, but he has not been able to feel his walking on thin ice.

As the eldest brother and the head of the family, he carried everything and left all the good life to his family, but he always lived like a tightrope.

Facing Zheng Zhibao, he finally showed his vulnerability for the first time.

At this time, his disappointment with Zheng Zhibao had reached its peak.

When he was a Haikou, although Zheng Zhibao didn't have any brains, at least he was brave in battle, and everyone respected him very much.

But in the past two years, his reputation among the people below has become worse and worse.

It was power and wealth that blinded him and made him more and more inflated.

"In these two days, I will take you into Beijing and ask Your Majesty for your guilt in person, whether you can live or not, depends on Your Majesty's mood."

Zheng Zhilong stood up and walked out slowly.

On the other side, Lang Zhong also bandaged Sobrino's wound and gave him a special medicine sent by Jingli.

At this time, he was lying on the bed in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, and when he saw Zheng Zhilong walking in, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and then he wanted to sit up.

But Zheng Zhilong smiled kindly.

"Don't move, if you're injured, you have to rest. What do you think? Our Daming's medicine works well, right? This is a gift from His Majesty, called Yunnan Baiyao, and the effect is very good. And the anti-inflammatory drugs you take, you can't die if you want to."

"Xie, Xie Zongbing." Sobrino was stunned, everyone had killed us, and now he smiled and let people rest. What are you doing?

"You can recuperate in peace, and in two days, I will trouble you to show us the way."

"Lead the way?"

"Yes, didn't you say you have a fleet? Since they have come all the way from the West, they are guests, and I have to invite them over to entertain them, right? And Franco, we're old acquaintances, so we can't slow down the etiquette." Zheng Zhilong sat in Sobrino's transmission, speaking slowly and logically.

The expression on his face was gentle, but what he said made Sobrino shudder. This is the rhythm of catching them all!

Could it be that they don't want to put it either, and they want the silver too?

"Mr. Zheng, this, this."

"It's all your own, you don't have to be embarrassed."

"No, no."

"That's it, I don't think you won't refuse. You've been here for a long time, I don't know if you know anything about our Ming Jinyiwei? Haven't heard of it? That's okay, I'll go back and introduce you to personal acquaintances. Speaking of him, I have to talk about his specialty.

That's what he's best at, the longest record, he makes a prisoner torture every day, and it's hard to die. Guess how long he lived? Lived for more than 200 days!

More than 200 days, I have seen it once, and there are maggots on my body, but people are still awake. Tsk, do you Spaniards have any of that?"

Sobrino shook his head frantically.

"No? Would you like to see something? Don't want to? Oh, that's a shame. What did you just say? Would you like to be a guide? Thinking about it again? That's good. Rest well, and I won't bother."

Zheng Zhilong walked out satisfied.

Negotiation?

How can people talk if they don't come?

After Zheng Zhilong left, Sobrino lay on the bed in a daze again.

He kind of understood, this Zheng Zhilong is not a good thing.

It's clear that he was going to be a guide to arrest people.

But do you dare not go?

Zheng Zhilong didn't wait for Sobrino to recuperate for another two days, and the next day he asked Gan Hui to set off with soldiers and warships pulling Sobrino with his soldiers.

And he was waiting for the arrival of the imperial court's transport ship to transport supplies.

Three days later, Zheng Zhilong took a few entourages and escorted Zheng Zhibao onto the returning transport ship.

By the time I went ashore again, it was already more than ten days later.

Zheng Zhilong is not the first time to come to Tianjin, but Zheng Zhibao is.

He was a little more energetic along the way, and looked curiously at the port, which was much larger than Manila. Looking at the people around him, the crowd is like weaving, and the thoughts are surging.

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