After settling Zhu Cihong and Zhu Yujiao, Wang Jiang returned to the palace again, intending to forcibly rescue Emperor Chongzhen and Empress Zhou. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info unfortunately, no one can be found.

Subsequently, Wang Jiang found out that Emperor Chongzhen and Wang Chengen rushed to Coal Mountain. When Wang Jiang arrived at the coal mountain, Emperor Chongzhen had already hanged himself on a tree with a crooked neck, and Wang Chengen was martyred with Emperor Chongzhen.

"The Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies. ”

Although Emperor Chongzhen was the last emperor and lost the Ming Dynasty, his style and bones could not be compared with any emperor. Wang Jiang burst into tears, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Emperor Chongzhen three times, and then made two sarcophagi with embroidered spring knives to bury Emperor Chongzhen and Wang Chengen on the spot.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I, Wang Jiang, will definitely let my junior brother raise the prince and princess to adulthood, and I won't let them suffer any harm. Wang Jiang stood in front of Emperor Chongzhen's tomb for a quarter of an hour before turning to leave.

Zhu Cihong and Zhu Yujiao saw Wang Jiang coming back, and hurriedly asked, "Wang Daxia, where is the father and the queen mother?"

Zuo Li looked at Wang Jiang with a puzzled expression.

At this moment, it is almost dawn.

Li Zicheng is about to enter the city.

Wang Jiang shook his head and said, "Both the emperor and the empress have died of martyrdom. Let's go, let's go back to Huashan!"

When Zhu Cihong and Zhu Yujiao heard this, they immediately cried sadly. The two of them are in the emperor's house, and their minds are relatively mature, but in the end, they are still children.

How can you not grieve the loss of your parents?

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Sixteen merchant ships are sailing the seas.

Today's weather is good, the sky is clear, the sea breeze is not strong, Chen Ji and Zheng Zhilong sat on the deck, watching the scenery of the sea.

"Sect Leader Chen Ji, the sea is vast, the first time I saw it, it was indeed shocking, but if you see too much, you will feel tired. Zheng Zhilong said with a smile.

Chen Ji nodded, anything, if you see too much, you will feel tired.

"Lord Zheng, will all your goods be sold to Westerners?" asked Chen Ji.

Zheng Zhilong said: "It's not all, it's seven or eighty." Trading with Westerners is not safe, when everyone is equally powerful, they can trade unharmed, if their strength is not as good as the other party, it is easy to be robbed of the goods by the other party. If the other party is more cruel, they will go on a killing spree!"

"Black eats black?" Chen Ji had a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, pirates were rampant, the colonial era had just begun, and Westerners were very fierce and cruel, and in their eyes, there was only profit. For the sake of profit, they will turn into demons.

This era is the darkest, completely the law of the jungle, without the slightest legal constraint.

Zheng Zhilong nodded: "Yes, it's black eating black." Although the Dutch robbed the Zheng family of merchant ships and goods several times, we still had to trade with them. Because, the Dutch East India Company controlled the trade channels of the West. Tomorrow before noon, we will arrive in Taiwan, and if Jackson Orton does not intercept and seize at sea, then we will definitely do it ashore. ”

Pirates are also risky in doing business.

Zheng Zhilong's maritime trade and style of acting reminded Chen Ji of the police and bandit TV series in the 21st century, in which the drug dealer trade is exactly the same as Zheng Zhilong. I'm afraid that the other party will come to the black, but for the sake of interests, I have to trade with the other party.

The entanglements and dangers can only be deeply experienced as a person concerned.

"If you are not afraid that they will come, you are afraid that they will not come. Chen Ji still had a smile on his face, "We will respond to all changes with the same." ”

Zheng Zhilong said with a smile: "Now that Sect Master Chen Ji is here, of course the old man is no longer afraid of those Dutch foreign devils." ”

With Chen Ji, the White Lotus Sect Master, in charge, Zheng Zhilong's waist was straight, and he spoke with confidence.

The next day at noon.

Sixteen merchant ships arrived in Taiwan.

This batch of goods, the transaction is successful, Zheng Zhilong can earn at least 200,000 taels of silver. Of course, there were 40,000 taels of silver among them, which belonged to the White Lotus Sect. Don't look at 40,000 taels of silver as a lot, you must know that this is only the income of a trade. Doing business, pay attention to the long stream, and in a year, the income of the White Lotus Sect is definitely very huge.

As soon as he arrived at the dock, before he could unload the goods, hundreds of Dutchmen walked towards Zheng Zhilong.

These Dutchmen have flintlock pistols in their hands, Chen Ji may not be afraid, but these sought-after players are a great threat to Zheng Zhilong.

Among them, there was a Western-style man who was more than 1.9 meters tall, which made Chen Ji's heart full of solemnity. This guy is definitely a strong man, and his strength is not weaker than that of the grandmaster.

Zheng Zhilong took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, and whispered to Chen Ji: "Sect Master Chen Ji, the people from the Dutch East India Company are here. The one at the head was the Governor of the East India Company, named Andrei. The big man behind him was the Western knight, Jackson Orton. ”

Chen Ji said: "Don't worry, Lord Zheng, you can talk to them about business according to the rules, and leave other things to this seat." ”

"Haha. Zheng, this time, what goods did you bring with you?tea?silk?or fine porcelain?" Governor Andre had an exaggerated expression on his face, greed in his eyes, and a somewhat arrogant tone of his speech, which did not take Zheng Zhilong seriously at all.

Zheng Zhilong said with a smile: "Governor Andre, of course this official has brought a lot of good things this time, it depends on whether your bid can satisfy the official? This time, I want to increase the transaction price of the goods by one percent, you Dutch East India Company don't want it, this official can go to the Portuguese, or the English." For the price, I think they would accept it. ”

Andre frowned, Zheng Zhilong dared to talk to himself like this?

It's really looking for death!

"Bastard. Andre scolded angrily, "Zheng Zhilong, it seems that our East India Company has not taught the Zheng family enough lessons. We want all of this goods, but you don't want to get a penny! Moreover, half of your men will be left behind to be slaves for us!"

Andre, a Dutch foreign devil, has a very vicious mind. is completely cannibalistic and does not spit out bones, not only wants Zheng Zhilong's goods, but also wants the Zheng family's people to be slaves for him.

Zheng Zhilong said angrily: "Andre, don't think that the East India Company is any big deal, Lao Tzu is not afraid of you. You Westerners have strong people, and I also have grandmasters in Daming Shenzhou. The huge losses you caused to Lao Tzu before, I will find you one by one to figure it out!"

"Zheng Zhilong, you are looking for death!" Andre took out a flintlock pistol and shot Zheng Zhilong in the chest.

Boom!

Gunshots.

Chen Ji's Mo Evil Sword was instantly unsheathed, knocking the bullet away and saving Zheng Zhilong.

Jackson Orton's idea has always been placed on Chen Ji.

Chen Ji could sense that he was a strong man, and Jackson Orton could also sense that Chen Ji was a powerful person.

Jackson Orton got in front of Andre and punched Chen. His punches are simple and direct, but they are full of formidable power.

"Western boxing?"

Jackson Orton's boxing style, Chen Ji looks very familiar, isn't this boxing in the ring?

Chen Ji snorted coldly and punched out the same punch. This punch of his is a tiger-shaped cannon hammer.

Chen Ji's height is more than 1.8 meters, which is very tall in Daming, but compared with Jackson Orton, a Western man with a height of more than 1.9 meters, he is still a little "thin".

Jackson Orton's fist was bigger than Chen Ji's.

Rumble!

The fists collided, and a muffled sound erupted.

Chen Ji and Jackson Orton each took a step back.

The strength of the two is equal.

Seeing that Chen Ji and Jackson Orton were evenly matched, Andre was shocked and said: "No! How can this Ming boy compete with Orton? Could it be that he is the devil of the East? God must be joking." ”

Chen Ji stared at Jackson Orton and smiled slightly: "This is boxing that originated in ancient Greece? Come again!"

After punching Jackson Orton, Chen Ji felt that almost all of the power of the deal came from muscles. Jackson Orton's body does not have internal strength, but has a more violent aura power. This kind of power is not as pure and strong as internal strength.

In Chinese martial arts, strength comes from the internal strength and qi and blood of the muscles, bones, but Western martial arts only tempers muscles. Therefore, the strong people in the West are all muscular strong men.

Chen Ji performed footwork, dancing like a crane, and the speed was extremely fast. Jackson Orton's strength, Chen Ji has already tried out, and it is not much different from himself. Now he's going to test Orton's speed and sharpness.

Jackson Orton's Western boxing is simple and rough, but it is not weak at all. In particular, Jackson Orton's footwork, with his toes on the ground, constantly jumping back and forth, is as nimble as a butterfly.

Perhaps, this is the origin of the butterfly step in boxing.

Chen Ji's fist kept colliding with Jackson Orton's fist, and a loud bang erupted.

The aftermath of the powerful energy made Zheng Zhilong, Andre and others keep retreating. The battle between the grandmasters is not something that ordinary people like them can mix.

The Dutch soldiers, who were armed with flintlock pistols, watched in amazement at the two strong men who kept colliding. Jackson Orton's strength, they know, in their hearts, Orton is like a god, strong and invincible, but Mingguo, a handsome young man, is not weaker than Orton at all, and even this young man seems to have the upper hand.

Because it has always been Chen Ji who is actively attacking, and Jackson Orton is passively defending.

"Good!"

Chen Ji suddenly shouted: "Jackson Orton, your Western boxing has really reached the realm of supernatural practice." Then you'll take my last punch!"

Chen Ji's muscles and bones were tense, a crisp violent sound sounded between his bones, and outside his body, the phantom of a tiger appeared.

"Roar!"

Chen Ji's eyes completely turned amber, and his appearance was like a tiger demon possessed, and his powerful power twisted into a force, and a tiger-shaped cannon hammer blasted towards Jackson Orton. The fist rubbed against the air, making a sound like the roar of a tiger.

This punch is very fierce.

Jackson Orton was shocked in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good.

Instinctively, Jackson Orton used all his strength and threw a punch, hoping to resist Chen Ji's thunderous blow.

Rumble!

The air shook violently, and it was as if there had been an earthquake on the ground.

The skin on Jackson Orton's arm cracked, revealing strong muscles, and Chen Ji's blow exceeded the limit of Orton's arm.

"Ahh

Jackson Orton let out a scream and kept backing away.

Andrei's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Orton! soldiers, this young man of the Ming Kingdom is the devil. Shoot, shoot everybody, kill him!"

Bang, bang, bang!

Hundreds of Dutch soldiers raised flintlock pistols and decisively opened fire on Chen Ji.