Chapter 102 Zheng Zhilong Is About to Take Action

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Riding the westerly winds in autumn and winter, Zheng Zhihu's fifteen merchant ships returned to Xiamen in a few days. He made a lot of money from the trade with the Dutch this time.

At this time, Xiamen had changed its flag. The flag flying on the top of the city was the flag of the Ming Dynasty, and the soldiers on the street also changed into red fat coats.

Zheng Zhilong, the former ship owner who roamed the sea and was known as the "Jade Dragon", is now the Five Tigers Guerrilla General of the Ming Dynasty and the Governor of the Fujian Navy.

When Zheng Zhihu saw him, Zheng Zhilong, the newly-minted guerrilla general, was fiddling with the official seal and the official documents in the hall.

"Brother, second brother, I'm back!" Zheng Zhihu, the third brother, greeted his eldest brother and the second brother Zheng Zhifeng who was standing beside him.

"Old Third, you're back?!" Seeing his brother coming back, Zheng Zhilong threw the copper seal in his hand aside, stepped forward and hugged him, looking him up and down.

"Old Third seems to have gained some weight!" Zheng Zhifeng, who was standing by, was also full of love.

"Well, Old Third is a little fatter, and he looks good!" Zheng Zhilong replied.

Zheng Zhihu heard the compliments from his two brothers, and the always vulgar man scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "This girl from Nanyang is raising people, how can she look bad?"

Zheng Zhilong and Zheng Zhifeng laughed when they heard their third brother say this. They were not surprised by their third brother. People on the sea were so generous and outspoken.

"Old Third, this time you were recruited, the main official positions were given to leaders at all levels. You are my brother, so you have to bear some grievances. There is no official position for you for the time being." Zheng Zhilong explained to his third brother.

Since Zheng Zhihu was out on business, he could not see anyone from the Fujian governor, and it was difficult to give him an official position. He said that he would be arranged for him after he made meritorious service, so the matter was delayed.

"Fuck the official!" Zheng Zhihu curled his lips and said nonchalantly: "Officials in the Ming Dynasty court are nothing?! I am not as happy as I am on the sea."

The three brothers laughed for a while, and Zheng Zhilong asked about his third brother's experience on this trip.

"Brother, let me say that the Dutch are fighting with the Franks now, and supplies are in short supply. The fifteen ships of salt, cotton cloth and other supplies I transported made a full profit of 50,000 taels this time." Zheng Zhihu stretched out five fingers in front of the two with interest.

"Wow! 50,000 taels!" Zheng Zhilong and Zheng Zhifeng looked at each other and saw shock and joy in each other's eyes.

The Dutch and the Spanish fought, but they were the ones who benefited in the end, which was a cause for celebration.

"Big brother, second brother, the Dutch are short of food and drink now, but not weapons. I thought of bringing back some good things, so I secretly spent 10,000 taels."

"No problem, no problem, just in time for the future." Zheng Zhilong didn't care much about his third brother's embezzlement of silver.

"Bring it up!"

Zheng Zhihu gave an order, and more than a dozen followers each held a tray, which contained samples of goods he brought back from the Dutch.

"Musketeers, gunpowder, all here!" Zheng Zhihu introduced the goods he brought back to his two brothers one by one.

Zheng Zhilong lost interest after taking a look. He didn't like muskets very much, as it was not as exciting as fighting with swords and guns. Zheng Zhifeng was happy to see a musket.

"I knew that my eldest brother didn't like this thing, so I bought three 12-pound cannons from the Dutch." Zheng Zhihu said proudly.

Hearing this, Zheng Zhilong's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he immediately grabbed his shoulder and walked towards the port.

Before, he wanted to buy this twelve-pound cannon, and the Dutch refused many times, but he didn't expect that his third brother did it this time.

"Cannon! The cannon I want!" Zheng Zhilong looked around the dock, but he didn't see the cannons he imagined.

Only some soldiers were nervously carrying gunpowder barrels out of the cabin, and occasionally a few large and small Portuguese guns were carefully taken out of the cabin, but the twelve-pound cannons purchased were never seen.

Finally, Zheng Zhilong was led by Zheng Zhihu to see the three 12-pound cannons covered with oil paper and several boxes of gunpowder.

"Good, good, good!"

Zheng Zhilong couldn't walk when he saw the cannon, stroking the bowl-sized muzzle, with an intoxicated look on his face.

"The recoil of the twelve-pounder cannon is too great. Our Fuzhou and Cangzhou ships may not be able to withstand such a big collision." Zheng Zhifeng, who was watching from the side, had a clear mind and saw the problem at a glance.

This twelve-pounder cannon is good, but their ships can't use it.

"What can we do?!" Zheng Zhihu was also stunned when he heard it. After thinking for a moment, he knew that it was done on purpose. He immediately became angry and cursed: "Damn Dutch pig, you know I can't use it, but you still sell it to me."

Zheng Zhihu's roar overwhelmed the waves on the sea, and the frightened seabirds flew far away to the direction of Kinmen Island, leaving only a few personal soldiers to wait on him from a distance.

When Zheng Zhihu was tired of roaring, Zheng Zhilong, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke: "Third brother, there is no point in being angry now. You will suffer a loss this time, so just be careful next time."

Zheng Zhilong's view on these twelve-pound cannons is completely different from Zheng Zhihu's. Not being able to use them now does not mean that they will not be used in the future. With these huge cannons, even if they are used for coastal defense, they can be relieved.

It will not be too late to use them after building a large ship in the future.

"Okay, I plan to use the guns and gunpowder you bought this time on several ships. These ships will be the elite among our elites in the future. Go back and adjust your ships and men to see if you can spare a few ships to exchange for guns." Zheng Zhilong, as the new governor of the navy, naturally has his own plans.

"This is a good idea!" Hearing his elder brother say that he plans to concentrate these guns and gunpowder and equip them in an organized manner, rather than scattering them everywhere, this approach will naturally have many benefits for expanding his strength, so Zheng Zhihu naturally agreed.

After looking at the guns and guns, the three of them returned to the mansion with their personal guards, found a wing room, closed the door, and Zheng Zhilong took out a letter and handed it to Zheng Zhihu.

"Brother, this is it." Zheng Zhihu took it in confusion, not knowing what to do.

Zheng Zhifeng laughed at the side. His third brother's ability in fighting was impeccable, but there was also a shortcoming, that is, he could not read a single word, and could not even write his own name.

"Third brother, you should read more books in the future." Zheng Zhifeng joked.

Then she told him the contents of the book. Zheng Zhihu stood and listened carefully until Zheng Zhifeng finished.

His eyes lit up, and he looked up at Zheng Zhilong and said, "We are going to take action against them."

Zheng Zhilong did not speak, but nodded slightly.

"Hahaha! I have long disliked that group of people. This time, I will make them lose the game." Zheng Zhihu was excited.

The three brothers had a foundation on Taiwan Island, and they wanted to expand their influence. However, since Qin Hao arrived on Taiwan Island, most of the population of their village has run away in half a year, and now it is almost sucked out. Qin Hao should know that Zheng Zhilong has such a thought about him, it is definitely not just this pot, it is all Zhuge Xuan's policy, and he has not done anything good.

Seeing his third brother so indignant, Zheng Zhifeng reminded him: "This is the order from Fujian, and it must not be revealed."

"Second brother, don't worry, I will make sure they never come back this time, and all of them will go to the sea to feed the fish." Zheng Zhihu patted his chest and promised.

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