"I think Mr. Zheng, you are quite suitable to work in our Jinyi Guards!" Qian Wubing said with a smile. These people have been detained in the bilge and guarded, and all the valuables on the Western ship have been cleared away. At this time, he
He and Zheng Youyi finally had time to sit down, drink tea, and take stock of the harvest of this trip.
"Hey!" Zheng Youyi didn't answer this, but he just put on a bad face in front of these people to be polite. If he took it seriously, then he would be really stupid.
"The people below counted them. They said there were four hundred and thirty firecrackers. In fact, there were more than four hundred and fifty. Including the ones they used on the ship, let's count them as four hundred and fifty! On the ship.
Those two cannons can be sold for three to five thousand taels of silver when they are unloaded when they return to our place. This trip has to be taken care of by Mr. Qianqian. Brothers, it has been a long time since we had such a profit!
"
"Well, as agreed, our two families will share half of these goods each person from the arsenal. Our Ming Dynasty's fire guns are twenty taels of silver each. These fire guns are a little worse. I will give them to Mr. Zheng.
Let’s round it up, five thousand taels of silver!”
Qian Wubing smiled and nodded, and mobilized Zheng Youqi to come out to "suppress the bandits". This is not what he wanted. In this world, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers. With these muskets, he has done well with the navy.
Guanxi, this deal is a very good deal.
"As for the artillery on the ship, there is no need to unload it. I still have use for this ship. Well, we will have many places to rely on our naval brothers in the future. I will take out another five thousand taels of silver to carry the artillery on this ship.
As a reward for our brothers’ hard work, Zheng Youyi, you think this is great!”
"Bold!" Zheng Youyi gave a thumbs up, "I, Old Zheng, like to deal with bold people the most. To be honest, Mr. Qian, the reputation of your Jin Yiwei in the army is a little bit bad. However, starting from today, if you are a Jin Yiwei
Come to Zheng to do some errands. Zheng will never neglect his methods. People like Mr. Rich are in Jinyiwei, and Jinyiwei has become famous in a blink of an eye!"
Qian Wubing laughed. Zheng Guerrilla was a rough guy, but he was also a smart man. According to the rules of the officialdom, although he couldn't control him, he had to be respectful to him. But he didn't know whether it was his nature or his nature.
Pretending to be careless actually made me have a good impression of him.
The biggest official of the Fujian Navy at the moment is a staff general, who is a close confidant of the commander-in-chief. If we say how talented he is, Qian Wubing would not believe him. At least, Qian Wubing is a serious person.
I went to the navy to discuss business with the general. The general was so frightened that he hid. This immediately made Qian Wubing feel a little contemptuous. Ni
Ma, I have seen cowards, but I have never seen such cowards. I hid myself and launched a guerrilla general to deal with me. Is there anyone who would take his subordinates as a scapegoat? Besides, if I really want to make trouble for him, he is
It's useless to push out his backer, the Commander-in-Chief. Could it be that the Commander-in-Chief is too powerful to exceed the emperor's orders?
But at the moment, it seems that the character introduced by the general without showing up is someone he can get along with. Moreover, if this Zheng Youyi can really fully cooperate with him in what he has to do, then he will be a little bit better in his future.
It can still be done with a lot of effort.
Leaving aside the two guys above the cabin who were laughing and talking about sharing the stolen goods, in the cabin at the bottom, where Old Tom and his crew were imprisoned, they were in a state of misery!
Old Tom came from the Holy Roman Empire. In terms of blood, he should belong to later generations of Germans, and he was a North German. However, at this time, the entire Germany was under the rule of the Holy Roman Empire. So, accurately
Say, he is a Roman.
Unlike his subordinates who were full of fierce eyes and dressed roughly, before he fell to this point, he had a very decent life. Even when his family was at its most prosperous, he even owned the territory of five villages. Yes, he was
A nobleman, a "jungherr", in later generations, this word was translated as "Junker", but now, this word represents a young nobleman with his own territory.
However, a rebellion by the peasants in his village caused him to lose almost everything, and the great lord to whom he belonged seemed to have abandoned his family in favor of another rising family. Overnight, for more than a hundred years,
The family fortune that had been passed down became nothing in his hands, and he had nothing but a title of nobility.
He became a complete pauper.
He had almost forgotten how he came to the East. It seemed that he was desperate and embarked on an adventure ship heading to the East. Then, for more than ten years, he had been living in a hazy way, just living for the sake of living.
Proud of the aristocratic education he received since childhood, he gradually became the leader of this group of unhappy adventurers. He was resourceful and skilled in swordsmanship. Even on running horses, his musket hit rate was higher than that of those
Adventurers with commoner backgrounds have higher rates.
He thought he had already given up on the idea of returning to his hometown in fine clothes, but the sudden changes in the past few months made the idea that had been hidden in his heart for a long time quietly begin to sprout again.
This gold and silver is so profitable. A musket bought from the Portuguese for twelve taels can be sold for thirty taels as long as it changes hands. He only needs to work in this kind of business for a year to make a profit.
Repairing your own ship, loading it with silk and porcelain and returning home is much more profitable than being a pirate or something like that.
He even fantasized that by this time next year, he would be sailing back home with his sailors and endless wealth. However, the reality was so ruthless. This morning, all his hopes were gone.
The moment those Ming Dynasty naval ships came closer, they completely turned into a bubble and will never be realized.
The cabin was damp and had a rancid smell, but he didn't care at all, nor did the sailors around him. In their hometown, pirates would be hanged on the gallows. He didn't know
How will the Ming Dynasty deal with the pirates? However, judging from the behavior of the Ming Dynasty rebels in Dongfan, they are definitely not angels with a halo on their heads.
"Captain, are they going to eliminate those rebels?" The first mate beside him muttered: "If so, we people seem to be valuable, as long as we can provide them with information that they are interested in, maybe,
We still have a way to survive!"
"Then what?" Old Tom asked back: "Then people won't need us anymore. Our value will disappear, but there will be no meaning of existence?"
The first mate frowned. If he had as smart a mind as Old Tom, he would be the captain now. It would be better to leave such a problem to Old Tom!
"How about we serve them!" Listening to their words, the sailors who gathered around said: "I would rather choose the latter between being hanged immediately or dying on the battlefield. At least, I can live a few more days?
"
"They also need us!" A sailor beside him said worriedly: "Didn't you see the weapons of those soldiers of the Ming Dynasty? They have a lot of muskets and artillery. Do they need us?"
"Even if the weapons are good, they don't want to kill people, right?" The first mate shook his head: "We are their mercenaries, we don't want any reward, just our lives. Such a thing can only benefit them and not harm them, Captain, what do you think?
Isn’t that right!”
Old Tom thought for a moment and asked his men: "Is this really what you think? Would you rather be a mercenary without pay?"
Everyone nodded in unison: "As long as we can survive, we will do it!"
"When the generals of the Ming Dynasty ask me, I will express your wishes on your behalf. As for whether their generals will agree to us and whether we can survive, it depends on God's will!" Old Tom
He made a cross on his chest, put the cross hanging around his neck to his lips and kissed it: "May God forgive us!"
"May God forgive us!" Everyone chanted in a low voice in unison, even though some of them were not believers in God at all.
There were heavy footsteps outside. Everyone raised their heads and looked nervously at the door. Could it be that the time to decide their fate has come?
"Who is that, you, come out!" A heavily armed soldier at the door shouted to Old Tom: "You are the one talking to us adults on the boat, right? They all look the same, how can I tell them apart?"
"It's me, the General!"
"Come out, come out!" the soldier shouted unceremoniously. Old Tom stood up, looked at his men looking at him pitifully, nodded slightly, and walked out!
…
In Fuqing Port, three warships were parked quietly. Following Qian Wubing's order, Jin Yiwei sent ten thousand taels of silver. Now Zheng Youji was rewarding his men. On the three ships, there were people everywhere.
There is a cheerful atmosphere.
At the port, a group of coolies struggled to lift the large wooden boxes that had just been unloaded from the ship. Under the command of several Jinyi guards, they sent these large wooden boxes to the city.
Old Tom widened his eyes and followed Qian Wubing, looking at the busy scene on the dock. Is this the most prosperous port in the Ming Dynasty? There are so many ships and so many people. Even though he has been wandering in the East for so many years,
He had never seriously been close to a big city like Mingguo. The bustling docks alone were enough to make him open his mouth so wide that he couldn't close it for a long time.
However, something even more surprising is yet to come!
When he followed the Ming Dynasty general into a magnificent house, he suddenly discovered that the house was full of people with golden hair and green or blue eyes like him. Moreover, he dared to ask God
I swear, when he just passed by those people, the words spoken by those people were definitely the language he was very familiar with, not these extremely profound and enlightened words.
My God, what happened? Was this city occupied by the troops of our Holy Roman Empire? Or were the great emperor and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty so close that they could send troops to each other's country?
"I think Mr. Zheng, you are quite suitable to work in our Jinyi Guards!" Qian Wubing said with a smile. These people have been detained in the bilge and guarded, and all the valuables on the Western ship have been cleared away. At this time, he
He and Zheng Youyi finally had time to sit down, drink tea, and take stock of the harvest of this trip.
"Hey!" Zheng Youyi didn't answer this, but he just put on a bad face in front of these people to be polite. If he took it seriously, then he would be really stupid.
"The people below counted them. They said there were four hundred and thirty firecrackers. In fact, there were more than four hundred and fifty. Including the ones they used on the ship, let's count them as four hundred and fifty! On the ship.
Those two cannons can be sold for three to five thousand taels of silver when they are unloaded when they return to our place. This trip has to be taken care of by Mr. Qianqian. Brothers, it has been a long time since we had such a profit!
"
"Well, as agreed, our two families will share half of these goods each person from the arsenal. Our Ming Dynasty's fire guns are twenty taels of silver each. These fire guns are a little worse. I will give them to Mr. Zheng.
Let’s round it up, five thousand taels of silver!”
Qian Wubing smiled and nodded, and mobilized Zheng Youqi to come out to "suppress the bandits". This is not what he wanted. In this world, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers. With these muskets, he has done well with the navy.
Guanxi, this deal is a very good deal.
"As for the artillery on the ship, there is no need to unload it. I still have use for this ship. Well, we will have many places to rely on our naval brothers in the future. I will take out another five thousand taels of silver to carry the artillery on this ship.
As a reward for our brothers’ hard work, Zheng Youyi, you think this is great!”
"Bold!" Zheng Youyi gave a thumbs up, "I, Old Zheng, like to deal with bold people the most. To be honest, Mr. Qian, the reputation of your Jin Yiwei in the army is a little bit bad. However, starting from today, if you are a Jin Yiwei
Come to Zheng to do some errands. Zheng will never neglect his methods. People like Mr. Rich are in Jinyiwei, and Jinyiwei has become famous in a blink of an eye!"
Qian Wubing laughed. Zheng Guerrilla was a rough guy, but he was also a smart man. According to the rules of the officialdom, although he couldn't control him, he had to be respectful to him. But he didn't know whether it was his nature or his nature.
Pretending to be careless actually made me have a good impression of him.
The biggest official of the Fujian Navy at the moment is a staff general, who is a close confidant of the commander-in-chief. If we say how talented he is, Qian Wubing would not believe him. At least, Qian Wubing is a serious person.
I went to the navy to discuss business with the general. The general was so frightened that he hid. This immediately made Qian Wubing feel a little contemptuous. Ni
Ma, I have seen cowards, but I have never seen such cowards. I hid myself and launched a guerrilla general to deal with me. Is there anyone who would take his subordinates as a scapegoat? Besides, if I really want to make trouble for him, he is
It's useless to push out his backer, the Commander-in-Chief. Could it be that the Commander-in-Chief is too powerful to exceed the emperor's orders?
But at the moment, it seems that the character introduced by the general without showing up is someone he can get along with. Moreover, if this Zheng Youyi can really fully cooperate with him in what he has to do, then he will be a little bit better in his future.
It can still be done with a lot of effort.
Leaving aside the two guys above the cabin who were laughing and talking about sharing the stolen goods, in the cabin at the bottom, where Old Tom and his crew were imprisoned, they were in a state of misery!
Old Tom came from the Holy Roman Empire. In terms of bloodline, he should belong to the Germans of later generations, and he was a North German. However, at this time, the entire Germany was under the rule of the Holy Roman Empire. So, accurately
Say, he is a Roman.
Unlike his subordinates who were full of fierce eyes and dressed roughly, before he fell to this point, he had a very decent life. Even when his family was at its most prosperous, he even owned the territory of five villages. Yes, he was
A nobleman, a "jungherr", in later generations, this word was translated as "Junker", but now, this word represents a young nobleman with his own territory.
However, a rebellion by the peasants in his village caused him to lose almost everything, and the great lord to whom he belonged seemed to have abandoned his family in favor of another rising family. Overnight, for more than a hundred years,
The family fortune that had been passed down became nothing in his hands, and he had nothing but a title of nobility.
He became a complete pauper.
He had almost forgotten how he came to the East. It seemed that he was desperate and embarked on an adventure ship heading to the East. Then, for more than ten years, he had been living in a hazy way, just living for the sake of living.
Proud of the aristocratic education he received since childhood, he gradually became the leader of this group of unhappy adventurers. He was resourceful and skilled in swordsmanship. Even on running horses, his musket hit rate was higher than that of those
Adventurers with commoner backgrounds have higher rates.
He thought he had already given up on the idea of returning to his hometown in fine clothes, but the sudden changes in the past few months made the idea that had been hidden in his heart for a long time quietly begin to sprout again.
This gold and silver is so profitable. A musket bought from the Portuguese for twelve taels can be sold for thirty taels as long as it changes hands. He only needs to work in this kind of business for a year to make a profit.
Repairing your own ship, loading it with silk and porcelain and returning home is much more profitable than being a pirate or something like that.
He even fantasized that by this time next year, he would be sailing back home with his sailors and endless wealth. However, the reality was so ruthless. This morning, all his hopes were gone.
The moment those Ming Dynasty naval ships came closer, they completely turned into a bubble and will never be realized.
The cabin was damp and had a rancid smell, but he didn't care at all, nor did the sailors around him. In their hometown, pirates would be hanged on the gallows. He didn't know
How will the Ming Dynasty deal with the pirates? However, judging from the behavior of the Ming Dynasty rebels in Dongfan, they are definitely not angels with a halo on their heads.
"Captain, are they going to eliminate those rebels?" The first mate beside him muttered: "If so, we people seem to be valuable, as long as we can provide them with information that they are interested in, maybe,
We still have a way to survive!"
"Then what?" Old Tom asked back: "Then people won't need us anymore. Our value will disappear, but there will be no meaning of existence?"
The first mate frowned. If he had as smart a mind as Old Tom, he would be the captain now. It would be better to leave such a problem to Old Tom!
"How about we serve them!" Listening to their words, the sailors who gathered around said: "I would rather choose the latter between being hanged immediately or dying on the battlefield. At least, I can live a few more days?
"
"They also need us!" A sailor beside him said worriedly: "Didn't you see the weapons of those soldiers of the Ming Dynasty? They have a lot of muskets and artillery. Do they need us?"
"Even if the weapons are good, they don't want to kill people, right?" The first mate shook his head: "We are their mercenaries, we don't want any reward, just our lives. Such a thing can only benefit them and not harm them, Captain, what do you think?
Isn’t that right!”
Old Tom thought for a moment and asked his men: "Is this really what you think? Would you rather be a mercenary without pay?"
Everyone nodded in unison: "As long as we can survive, we will do it!"
"When the generals of the Ming Dynasty ask me, I will express your wishes on your behalf. As for whether their generals will agree to us and whether we can survive, it depends on God's will!" Old Tom
He made a cross on his chest, put the cross hanging around his neck to his lips and kissed it: "May God forgive us!"
"May God forgive us!" Everyone chanted in a low voice in unison, even though some of them were not believers in God at all.
There were heavy footsteps outside. Everyone raised their heads and looked nervously at the door. Could it be that the time to decide their fate has come?
"Who is that, you, come out!" A heavily armed soldier at the door shouted to Old Tom: "You are the one talking to us adults on the boat, right? They all look the same, how can I tell them apart?"
"It's me, the General!"
"Come out, come out!" the soldier shouted unceremoniously. Old Tom stood up, looked at his men looking at him pitifully, nodded slightly, and walked out!
…
In Fuqing Port, three warships were parked quietly. Following Qian Wubing's order, Jin Yiwei sent ten thousand taels of silver. Now Zheng Youji was rewarding his men. On the three ships, there were people everywhere.
There is a cheerful atmosphere.
At the port, a group of coolies struggled to lift the large wooden boxes that had just been unloaded from the ship. Under the command of several Jinyi guards, they sent these large wooden boxes to the city.
Old Tom widened his eyes and followed Qian Wubing, looking at the busy scene on the dock. Is this the most prosperous port in the Ming Dynasty? There are so many ships and so many people. Even though he has been wandering in the East for so many years,
He had never seriously been close to a big city like Mingguo. The bustling docks alone were enough to make him open his mouth so wide that he couldn't close it for a long time.
However, something even more surprising is yet to come!
When he followed the Ming Dynasty general into a magnificent house, he suddenly discovered that the house was full of people with golden hair and green or blue eyes like him. Moreover, he dared to ask God
I swear, when he just passed by those people, the words spoken by those people were definitely the language he was very familiar with, not these extremely profound and enlightened words.
My God, what happened? Was this city occupied by the troops of our Holy Roman Empire? Or were the great emperor and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty so close that they could send troops to each other's country?