"What, our navy was also attacked?" Zong Lin coughed and asked again and again.
Zong Huan silently took out his handkerchief, wiped the tea soup off his face, shook his head and said, "That's not true. Wakabayashi Zhenxing and his sailors are still staying in Usuki Port."
"That's good, that's good." Zong Lin breathed a sigh of relief. The battle with the Maori family cannot be separated from his Bungo navy. "Then what are the people coming to do tomorrow?"
"They did not come in person, but sent Omura Junchu as an envoy to propose an alliance with us." Zong Huan put away the veil and said, "They said that as long as we agree to their three conditions, they can help us defeat them. The Maori family is here.¡±
"What a loud tone." Zong Lin chuckled and said, "What are the conditions?"
"From now on, Kyushu Island can only do business with the Tamna Chamber of Commerce designated by them, and other foreign ships are not allowed to dock." Zong Huan said and took a look at his lord's face. In fact, he, like Omura Juntada, felt that this condition was quite ordinary. Having been with Nanman for a long time, I can speak a few words of Western dialect.
Dayou Zonglin touched his shiny head and remained silent. After a while, he slowly shook his head and said, "I refuse."
"Why? Who are you not doing business with?" Zong Huan asked in confusion.
"We are already sure of victory in this battle. Even if the Ming Dynasty people don't help us, we can still win." Zong Lin said: "So why should I pay for something I already own?"
"And I've had enough of their blackmail. Whether it's Wang Zhi or the Nanman people, they have made too much gold and silver from us in the past few years!" After a pause, he snorted coldly: "Da Ming As long as silk, tea, and porcelain are shipped to us, the price will immediately increase tenfold, and we will be taken advantage of! What do they rely on? Isn't it that we have no choice but to do business with one company? "
"Yes." Zong Huan nodded. He also heard that these were common items in the Ming Dynasty, but in Japan they were all sold at extremely high prices. Just like a blue and white porcelain plate, it only costs a dozen cents in Hangzhou, but it costs 200 cents in Japan. It's really dark.
"Now, we finally have a chance to get rid of their blackmail. We must not miss it again!" Otomo Zonglin put his hands behind his back and looked at the maple leaves in the courtyard falling into the pool with piercing eyes. He said firmly: "Tell Omura Juntada , at most I agree that the Ming Dynasty people and the Nanbarbarians have the same rights - they can trade freely within my territory! It is impossible to give them more."
He was talking about his own territory, not Kitakyushu. Because he just doesn't want to be exploited by foreigners, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to exploit his own people. So he naturally wanted to monopolize the island's foreign trade, so that everyone could not do business with foreigners.
"If they are dissatisfied, just fight with the Nanman people. We can't afford to offend anyone." Dayou Zonglin stretched his body and said calmly.
"But if this happens, will they turn to the Maori family?" Zong Huan reminded him.
"Hiss" Otomo Zonglin frowned when he heard this. After a while, he shook his head and said: "Even if they want to form an alliance with the Maori family, Yuan Jiugong probably won't agree. The Maori family's navy itself is stronger than us. Moreover, with the help of the Murakami navy, Yuan Jiugong¡¯s ingenuity was unexpected, and we have already"
When it comes to the top secrets of this battle, even if there are only two of them, Dayou Zonglin chooses to jump over and say: "So I believe that Yuan Jiugong will not agree to them."
"But maybe Yuan Jiu will be conceited and give in." Zong Huan thought of another possibility: "Pretend to coax them by agreeing first, and then turn around and deny it after the war."
"No way." Dayou Zonglin said flatly: "The Ming Dynasty's fleet can even defeat Western ships. There is no good fruit in trying to trick them."
"And how can foreigners hope?" Zong Lin couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth as he spoke. He had already suffered such a loss once.
That was eight years ago, when the Otomo family last fought against the Mori family. Because Zong Lin had long seen the power of the Nanman ships and artillery, he threatened to cut off trade and asked them to send ships to help him attack Moji City, which guarded the Kanmon Strait.
The artillery of the southern barbarians was very fierce, and soon the Maori army under the mountain city was beaten to pieces, and they fled into the mountain city of Moji. However, the Nanman's artillery failed to attack the city. After firing a few cannons and seeing no effect, they began to work hard. On the same day, they resigned from the battle due to lack of ammunition. As a result, the Otomo family finally gave up the attack on Moji Castle and handed over control of the strait to the Maori army, which led to the final failure. He and his generals had to shoulder their responsibilities by becoming monks.
It is said that once bitten by a snake, he will be afraid of the rope for ten years. With the lesson learned last time, how can he still put his hope on outsiders?
He doesn¡¯t know how to do it anymore, so how can the most intelligent general in the Western Kingdom know how to do it????
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Usuki Castle Town, inside the Seaside Church.
The sun shines in through the colorful glass, and the piano plays elegant religious music.
Under the crucifix, Father Louis, wearing a black priest's robe and hanging a golden cross, was holding a Bible and reading.
"If you obey my statutes and keep my commandments, I will give you seasonal rain, and I will cause the earth to produce its crops, and the trees of the field to bear their fruit"
Omura Chunchu, who came from afar, was kneeling respectfully in front of the statue of Jesus, chanting along with him devoutly.
"I will give peace in your landI will cause evil beasts to disappear from your land. And the sword will not pass through your land. You will pursue your enemies, and they will fall by your sword. Five of you will pursue them. A hundred men, a hundred men will pursue ten thousand men. Your enemies will fall by your sword. I will visit you"
"I will be your God, and you will be my people. I am the Lord your God." The priest slowly closed the Bible, made the sign of the cross on his chest and said, "itemissaest."
"Thank you Lord." Omura Junchu also crossed himself devoutly. After standing up, he bowed and kissed the back of Father Louis' hand and said, "I also want to thank you, Father, for holding a special Mass for me."
"The Lord always favors his most devout believers, such as you, Don Romeo." Father Luis invited with a smile: "Come and take the Holy Communion."
The two came to the small restaurant in the church to enjoy blood-red wine and toasted golden bread from glasses.
The priest gently shook the glass in his hand, and the worry on his face was reflected in the liquid. "My son, have you seen Father Torres?"
"I saw it." Omura Juntada swallowed the bread in his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth with a white napkin, and replied: "He and Captain Pingtuo are all safe. The people of the Ming Dynasty gave them the treatment they deserve."
As he said this, he made the sign of the cross again, thinking that emptying toilets was also a promising job. "Of course they still hope to regain their freedom as soon as possible."
"Of course, Father Torres is the pioneer who accompanied Father Xavier here, and he is also the most important spiritual pillar of our Jesuits in Japan." The priest said solemnly: "I have reported this matter to the rector in Kyoto. Someone will be sent over there soon, and we will definitely rescue him as soon as possible."
After a pause, the priest added: "Of course, there are also Colonel Pinto and his crew."
"What the priest means is that you don't have to wait for a reply from Macau?" Omura Junchu asked in surprise.
"There are also children of the Lord there. In an emergency, we, the Jesuits, can represent Macau and negotiate with the other party." Father Louis nodded and added: "Of course, we have sent a clipper to Macau as soon as possible to inform the matter. . The final result still needs to be approved by the Governor."
"Understood." Omura Junchu nodded, thinking that he still looked down upon these harmless missionaries, who could actually represent the Southern Barbarian military.
"By the way, my child, what attitude do those Ming Dynasty people have towards our Chechidan Sect?" Louis suddenly asked nervously.
"There is no particularly obvious expression." Omura Junchu thought about it and replied vaguely: "It seems that he has no special interest."
"Aren't you acting like those Buddhists who are incompatible with each other?" Louis' identity persisted.
"That's not the case." Omura Junchu had to answer honestly: "In fact, Mr. Zhao seems to know the Chichitan Sect and you Portuguese people very well. But as you know, Father, we East Asians talk about keeping things secret, and the more we hide ourselves, the more we hide ourselves. Those who hold a high position are less able to let people below them spy on their thoughts, so what they think of you depends on not only listening to their words, but also observing their actions."
¡°Listen to what he says and watch what he does?¡± Louis thought this sentence was very good. "Is this another Chinese rhetoric?"
"Yes." Omura Junchu nodded: "China is our teacher, and our civilization is thanks to them."
"Yeah." Father Louis couldn't help but look fascinated. To preach in China was the purpose of their Jesuits coming to the East - especially after they understood that this great empire could not be conquered by force, they wanted to use religion to infiltrate it.
It is a pity that Father Xavier tried his best and never set foot in the mainland of the Ming Dynasty. In the end, he died with regret on an island in Guangdong and was buried in Macau.
For every Jesuit who dares to challenge, conquering China is their ultimate goal. Whoever can be the first to preach in China will receive supreme glory and will definitely be canonized in the future!
"My child, when will you go back?" Father Louis couldn't hold back his excitement.
"Waiting for a reply from Otomo's family, then I will return to Yokozeura to report the news." Omura Junchu replied. These red-haired ghosts have everything written on their faces, and it's easy to see what they are thinking. But Junchu Omura is also happy to see the results. If these missionaries can develop Mr. Zhao into a believer, wouldn't everything be easier?
Hallelujah!
"What's the priest's instruction?"
"You wait for two days." Father Louis said solemnly: "After Kyoto sends someone, we will set off with you."
"That couldn't be better." Omura Junchu nodded happily. In this way, even if the Dayou family does not agree to the alliance, he will have an explanation. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Please send me a letter, and then I will report back to Yokozeura. "Omura Juntada replied. These red-haired ghosts have everything written on their faces, and it is easy to see what they think. But Omura Juntada is also happy to see the results, if these missionaries can develop Mr. Zhao too If you become a church member, won't everything be easier?
Hallelujah!
"What's the priest's instruction?"
"You wait for two days." Father Louis said solemnly: "After Kyoto sends someone, we will set off with you."
"That couldn't be better." Omura Junchu nodded happily. In this way, even if the Dayou family does not agree to the alliance, he will have an explanation. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com