"Tax-free, tax-free!" This was the first thing Grisha said when she jumped off the boat.
Qian Wubing was startled. Before he could realize what he meant, Grisha had already jumped in front of him: "In view of the great contribution of the Holy Roman Empire to Eastern Fan, I request that the Ming Empire and the Holy Roman Empire
All business activities in Dongpan enjoy tax exemption!"
"I'm going to save you a big-headed idiot!" Qian Wubing angrily slapped the head that was just up to his shoulders: "You haven't even written these horoscopes yet, and you're exempting yourself from taxes!"
"What if the horoscope is changed!" Grisha seemed to have made up her mind and must implement this matter: "We should not enjoy this right!"
"Don't make trouble!" Qian Wubing rolled his eyes at her: "This island is not yet stable. Once it settles down, we can discuss this matter slowly. Why are you anxious?"
"Don't deal with me, otherwise, I'll kidnap your fleet and run away. Don't blame me!" Grisha bared her teeth in a threat. When she saw Qian Wubing, she stared at her eyes and curled her lips.
, ran away in a hurry, went to where the group of Li people were commanding, and greeted his former bodyguards.
"Why did you only arrive today?" Qian Wubing looked at him running away and asked Benson, who had been shrinking behind, with some dissatisfaction.
The fleet has been busy in the past few days bringing over the remaining Li people and prepared food, farm tools, and even livestock from Fuqing. The ships of Grisha and Benson alone were separated from the fleet.
He knew where he had gone. If the two men hadn't told Wu Huchen, who was in charge of the fleet, when their boat left, and they were traveling together, Qian Wubing would have doubted whether the two men had teamed up to kidnap his boat.
Got away,
"Grissa has to take a look around Dongfan Island. Sir, you ordered me to look at her, so I have no choice but to accompany her around?"
"Oh!" Qian Wubing raised his eyebrows: "Have you seen any traces of the rebels?"
The two ships spent more than two days circling the island along the coast. Only a madman like Grisha could do it. She was not afraid of alerting the enemy. Maybe by this time, the rebels on the island had not realized it.
What about the arrival of people like myself?
Qian Wubing smiled, how could this be possible? Qin Ge was also the one leading the old soldiers. How could the scouts he sent not detect such a big movement? Maybe this guy had already received the news and was thinking about it.
There are countermeasures.
"I saw some shacks on the shore that seemed to be built by people. However, I don't know whether they are the local natives or the rebels as the adults call them!" Benson answered honestly: "Grissa and I,
I don’t even dare to send people up to see the news about your lord, but there are thousands of rebels. If you send people up, if it’s really those people, why don’t you risk death?”
"They still have ships. Do you think they flew here?" Qian Wubing said angrily. The Qin brothers have ships, and there are quite a few. This is for sure. If Grisha and Benson were rash,
If he was ambushed, he would suffer a big loss. To put it bluntly, the value of these two ships in his heart was slightly higher than those of these two guys.
"Can a pirate's ship be compared with my...sir's ship?" Benson changed his mind very quickly. When he saw Qian Wubing staring at him, he very cleverly used a topic that Qian Wubing was interested in.
He transferred Qian Wubing's slight displeasure at what he had just said.
"Sir, this time in Nagasaki, I met my former colleagues!"
"What colleague!" Qian Wubing answered casually, and then responded: "Comrade, are you saying that you met your former colleagues in your Portuguese fleet?"
"That's what you mean!" Benson's eyebrows drooped slightly. His colleagues were not colleagues in the Portuguese fleet. Could they be colleagues in the pirates?
"What I met was a squadron of the Portuguese Far East Fleet!" Benson sneered, but he honestly told what he saw: "They were very happy to see me, and they hope to get your Lordship."
With permission, we obtained Ming’s trade license!”
"This is a personal letter from Squadron Commander Seli to Your Excellency. I have asked someone to translate it. Please read it, Your Excellency!"
"Wait!!" Qian Wubing took the letter and asked suspiciously: "This matter is not my responsibility. Even if they want to do business in Ming Dynasty, they should go to the Shipping Department. This has nothing to do with me.
Look, if you say they want to do business with me, I believe it, but I don’t really believe it!”
He suddenly remembered something. Grisha was in the fleet. She just sat like that and showed no sign of the Portuguese fleet trying to get close to her. She wanted to kill Benson and all the others directly at the beginning.
Get rid of me! This Portuguese is obviously robbing the Romans of their business. How can she, an imperial princess, endure this?
Benson smiled awkwardly. He knew this. The contact process between the Portuguese fleet and the Ming Dynasty's "Shihai Division" was definitely not a pleasant one. Whether it was Ming Dynasty's Fujian or Guangdong, their fleets were not at all happy.
I don't dare to approach those heavily guarded ports directly anymore.
Grisha escaped from the crowd. Qian Wubing looked at him and waved to her: "Grisha, come inside with me!"
Just when Benson was about to follow, Qian Wubing shook his head: "You go outside to help, there's no need to follow!"
"What is this?" Grisha unfolded the letter that Qian Wubing handed her, and then her somewhat rough eyebrows stood up: "I knew this guy Benson was sneaky.
It's no good if you avoid me, huh, sir, you can't agree to this!"
"Why?" Qian Wubing took the letter back, "How many ships are there in the Portuguese squadron?"
The corners of Grisha's mouth turned up, revealing a strange smile: "There are four or five ships, but the total number of artillery on their ships is not as many as one of our ships?"
"Isn't this something funny!?" Qian Wubing was puzzled.
"They thought that the pirates of the Ming Empire were just like the pirates on the ship they met." Grisha seemed to think of something particularly funny: "Even on the sea of the Ming Dynasty, there were several pirates.
Even the bigger pirates can't beat them, but they actually want to use artillery to knock open the Ming Dynasty's heavily guarded trading port, hahaha, it makes me laugh to death!"
"Oh, they attacked our Ming Dynasty?" Qian Wubing didn't think this was funny and asked with a stern face.
"How do you think Benson became a polished captain?" Grisha asked with a smile: "I have known about this for a long time. His ship was sunk by the Ming Dynasty's navy, and their Far East fleet,
I was so frightened that I left them and ran directly to India. Fortunately, they still had the nerve to write to the Lord, asking for trade with the Ming Dynasty!"
Qian Wubing's face darkened, "I know this. When you go out, call Benson in. This guy seems to have hidden a lot of things from me!"
"Tax-free, tax-free!" This was the first thing Grisha said when she jumped off the boat.
Qian Wubing was startled. Before he could realize what he meant, Grisha had already jumped in front of him: "In view of the great contribution of the Holy Roman Empire to Eastern Fan, I request that the Ming Empire and the Holy Roman Empire
All business activities in Dongpan enjoy tax exemption!"
"I'm going to save you a big-headed idiot!" Qian Wubing angrily slapped the head that was just up to his shoulders: "You haven't even written these horoscopes yet, and you're exempting yourself from taxes!"
"What if the horoscope is changed!" Grisha seemed to have made up her mind and must implement this matter: "We should not enjoy this right!"
"Don't make trouble!" Qian Wubing rolled his eyes at her: "This island is not yet stable. Once it settles down, we can discuss this matter slowly. Why are you anxious?"
"Don't deal with me, otherwise, I'll kidnap your fleet and run away. Don't blame me!" Grisha bared her teeth in a threat. When she saw Qian Wubing, she stared at her eyes and curled her lips.
, ran away in a hurry, went to where the group of Li people were commanding, and greeted his former bodyguards.
"Why did you only arrive today?" Qian Wubing looked at him running away and asked Benson, who had been shrinking behind, with some dissatisfaction.
The fleet has been busy in the past few days bringing over the remaining Li people and prepared food, farm tools, and even livestock from Fuqing. The ships of Grisha and Benson alone were separated from the fleet.
He knew where he had gone. If the two men hadn't told Wu Huchen, who was in charge of the fleet, when their boat left, and they were traveling together, Qian Wubing would have doubted whether the two men had teamed up to kidnap his boat.
Got away,
"Grissa has to take a look around Dongfan Island. Sir, you ordered me to look at her, so I have no choice but to accompany her around?"
"Oh!" Qian Wubing raised his eyebrows: "Have you seen any traces of the rebels?"
The two ships spent more than two days circling the island along the coast. Only a madman like Grisha could do it. She was not afraid of alerting the enemy. Maybe by this time, the rebels on the island had not realized it.
What about the arrival of people like myself?
Qian Wubing smiled, how could this be possible? Qin Ge was also the one leading the old soldiers. How could the scouts he sent not detect such a big movement? Maybe this guy had already received the news and was thinking about it.
There are countermeasures.
"I saw some shacks on the shore that seemed to be built by people. However, I don't know whether they are the local natives or the rebels as the adults call them!" Benson answered honestly: "Grissa and I,
I don’t even dare to send people up to see the news about your lord, but there are thousands of rebels. If you send people up, if it’s really those people, why don’t you risk death?”
"They still have ships. Do you think they flew here?" Qian Wubing said angrily. The Qin brothers have ships, and there are quite a few. This is for sure. If Grisha and Benson were rash,
If he was ambushed, he would suffer a big loss. To put it bluntly, the value of these two ships in his heart was slightly higher than those of these two guys.
"Can a pirate's ship be compared with my...sir's ship?" Benson changed his mind very quickly. When he saw Qian Wubing staring at him, he very cleverly used a topic that Qian Wubing was interested in.
He transferred Qian Wubing's slight displeasure at what he had just said.
"Sir, this time in Nagasaki, I met my former colleagues!"
"What colleague!" Qian Wubing answered casually, and then responded: "Comrade, are you saying that you met your former colleagues in your Portuguese fleet?"
"That's what you mean!" Benson's eyebrows drooped slightly. His colleagues were not colleagues in the Portuguese fleet. Could they be colleagues in the pirates?
"What I met was a squadron of the Portuguese Far East Fleet!" Benson sneered, but he honestly told what he saw: "They were very happy to see me, and they hope to get your Lordship."
With permission, we obtained Ming’s trade license!”
"This is a personal letter from Squadron Commander Seli to Your Excellency. I have asked someone to translate it. Please read it, Your Excellency!"
"Wait!!" Qian Wubing took the letter and asked suspiciously: "This matter is not my responsibility. Even if they want to do business in Ming Dynasty, they should go to the Shipping Department. This has nothing to do with me.
Look, if you say they want to do business with me, I believe it, but I don’t really believe it!”
He suddenly remembered something. Grisha was in the fleet. She just sat like that and showed no sign of the Portuguese fleet trying to get close to her. She wanted to kill Benson and all the others directly at the beginning.
Get rid of me! This Portuguese is obviously robbing the Romans of their business. How can she, an imperial princess, endure this?
Benson smiled awkwardly. He knew this. The contact process between the Portuguese fleet and the Ming Dynasty's "Shihai Division" was definitely not a pleasant one. Whether it was Ming Dynasty's Fujian or Guangdong, their fleets were not at all happy.
I don't dare to approach those heavily guarded ports directly anymore.
Grisha escaped from the crowd. Qian Wubing looked at him and waved to her: "Grisha, come inside with me!"
Just when Benson was about to follow, Qian Wubing shook his head: "You go outside to help, there's no need to follow!"
"What is this?" Grisha unfolded the letter that Qian Wubing handed her, and then her somewhat rough eyebrows stood up: "I knew this guy Benson was sneaky.
It's no good if you avoid me, huh, sir, you can't agree to this!"
"Why?" Qian Wubing took the letter back, "How many ships are there in the Portuguese squadron?"
The corners of Grisha's mouth turned up, revealing a strange smile: "There are four or five ships, but the total number of artillery on their ships is not as many as one of our ships?"
"Isn't this something funny!?" Qian Wubing was puzzled.
"They thought that the pirates of the Ming Empire were just like the pirates on the ship they met." Grisha seemed to think of something particularly funny: "Even on the sea of the Ming Dynasty, there were several pirates.
Even the bigger pirates can't beat them, but they actually want to use artillery to knock open the Ming Dynasty's heavily guarded trading port, hahaha, it makes me laugh to death!"
"Oh, they attacked our Ming Dynasty?" Qian Wubing didn't think this was funny and asked with a stern face.
"How do you think Benson became a polished captain?" Grisha asked with a smile: "I have known about this for a long time. His ship was sunk by the Ming Dynasty's navy, and their Far East fleet,
I was so frightened that I left them and ran directly to India. Fortunately, they still had the nerve to write to the Lord, asking for trade with the Ming Dynasty!"
Qian Wubing's face darkened, "I know this. When you go out, call Benson in. This guy seems to have hidden a lot of things from me!"