6-19 Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth
Standing side by side with Fujian Governor Xiong Wencan is a tall and muscular middle-aged man with a beard like a steel needle. A sharp dagger-shaped hairpin is inserted into the bun on the top of his head. He is dressed in agarwood-colored Xiangyun gauze.
The five bats are holding birthday robes and have a wide leather belt with copper buckles around their waist. They are dressed in a nondescript manner, which is in sharp contrast to Xiong Wencan in black gauze and red robes next to him. If he guessed correctly, this person is Zheng Sen’s father.
Zheng Zhilong.
Now the relationship between the Zheng family and the imperial court is one of being recruited and being recruited, but both sides do not trust each other, so they chose to welcome Liu Ziguang in Quanzhou, which is geographically neutral. The warriors present were all wearing armor and carrying weapons on their waists. It seemed that they had
Ready to fight at any time.
"Xiong Wencan, governor of Fujian, welcomes Mr. Liu, the governor of the southeast and Zhenwu Bo." After Xiong Wencan finished speaking, he lifted the hem of his official robe to greet Liu Ziguang. Liu Ziguang wanted to play the role of a young high-ranking official with an open mind at this time. Of course he would not
Asking Xiong Wencan to kneel down firmly, he quickly stepped forward to help him: "Master Xiong, you can't do this."
Xiong Wencan immediately gained momentum, but a large group of Fujian Provincial officials behind him all knelt down. Only Zheng Zhilong and a group of rough men under him just bowed and bowed. Liu Ziguang asked all the adults to stand up in an approachable manner, and then
Asked Xiong Wencan: "Who is this strong man?"
Without waiting for Xiong Wencan's introduction, the man spoke himself: "Common man Zheng Zhilong, please see the Governor."
"It turns out to be Zheng... old hero Zheng." Liu Ziguang couldn't think of a word to use to call Zheng Zhilong. The appointment of the imperial court has not been announced yet. It is inappropriate to call him Master Zheng. It is even more inappropriate to call him Uncle Zheng after Zheng Sen's seniority. After thinking about it, it is even more inappropriate.
It would be better to use a vague word like "old hero". Judging from Zheng Zhilong's legendary resume, he can definitely be called a hero in troubled times.
Zheng Zhilong was obviously very happy with this title, and he smiled heartily: "Your Majesty, you are serious in your words. I don't want to be a hero. I am just a pirate leader. Thanks to the imperial court, I am willing to recruit my troops. The common people and their troops have thanked the emperor and Liu in advance."
My lord." He said and bowed deeply again, and a group of big and round pirates behind him also bowed again.
This guy is a cheerful person. This was the first impression Zheng Zhilong gave Liu Ziguang. Zheng Zhilong has a straight nose, a straight mouth, a dignified appearance, a pair of bright eyes, and the air of a boss in the world who is not angry and self-confident. The salute he gave to Liu Ziguang was
Liu Ziguang naturally wanted to help with the Chinese-Japanese style of bowing at a high angle and holding fists. When he put his hand on Zheng Zhilong's arm, he could feel the protruding steel nails on the hard leather wristbands inside the sleeves of the robe. Zheng Zhilong's hands were very strong.
Thick tendons bulge,
At first glance, he looked like a martial artist. He insisted on bowing and saluting, but Liu Ziguang insisted on supporting him. They started to compete on the spot. In terms of brute force, I am afraid no one in the world can challenge Liu Ziguang, so this secret contest was
The difference was immediately clear.
Liu Ziguang helped Zheng Zhilong up and looked at the group of pirates behind him with a smile. These guys were dressed in various colors and had mixed skin and race that could be compared with his own red shirt group. There were white people, black people, Malay brown people and Japanese people.
The weapons hanging on the waists of the samurai are also in a mess, including Chinese swords and sabers, Japanese samurai swords, Western long swords, Arabian scimitars, hand axes, steel whips and the like. These heroes wear their clothes sideways and reveal their acquaintances.
Muscles and messy chest hair, or bald heads, or long hair, or pairs of unruly eyes squinting at Liu Ziguang under Ming style buns, with an expression of indifference. One of the bald guys even shaved his eyebrows.
It was all gone, and his whole head looked like an egg. He turned his head, spit hard, and said to himself: "What kind of supervisor, you're just a little shit." His voice was not loud, but it could be heard by everyone present.
, the harmonious atmosphere that was finally created was completely ruined by his words.
Xiong Wencan snorted in dissatisfaction and raised his head to the side. He had always been opposed to the recruitment of the Zheng family. Now the Zheng family actually made the Superintendent look bad in public, which proved that his view was right. Therefore, Xiong Wencan appeared to be
I was very angry, and actually felt a little gloating about my misfortune.
"Zhihu must not be rude."
"Second uncle..."
Zheng Zhilong and Zheng Sen spoke out to stop the bald man's rude behavior almost at the same time, but it could be seen that Zheng Sen was really anxious, while Zheng Zhilong seemed to be perfunctory.
Liu Ziguang snorted, walked up to Zheng Zhihu, stared into his eyes and said: "Whether you have real skills or not, it doesn't depend on your age, it's all about being a fool. You don't understand this, right? This duck-egg head
My brother’s head shape is very outstanding, but he was still driven to the shore by the Westerners. You need me, a little guy, to wipe your butt. I’m right.”
These extremely harsh words did not sound like the speech of a high-ranking official of the imperial court, but more like a talk between men in the Jianghu. The duck-egg-headed Zheng Zhihu was the most powerful general of the Zheng family army. He had always been opposed to recruiting soldiers. At this time, Liu Ziguang scolded him even more.
Unable to hold on any longer, he rushed to Liu Ziguang, grabbed his collar with one hand, and pulled out the sharp knife from his waist with the other hand. Blood was about to splatter on the spot!
Zheng Zhilong didn't expect that his second brother would be so reckless, and he quickly intervened to stop him, but it was already too late. He only heard a scream, and Zheng Zhihu's thick body flew into the distance like a kite with a broken string, and fell straight into the sea, causing a wave of waves.
The sharp knife is already in the hands of Governor Liu.
Suddenly there was a sound of sharp blades being unsheathed. The Zheng's soldiers unsheathed their swords. Three or four long knives were placed on Liu Ziguang's neck at the same time. The Fujian soldiers in that compartment also drew their swords and were ready to come and fight at any time. Liu Ziguang's guards put their muskets on them.
Lifting it up and aiming at Zheng Zhilong, the air on the dock seemed to freeze, and the battle was about to break out.
Neither Xiong Wencan nor Zheng Zhilong thought that things would evolve to this point. The current situation seems to be out of control. If the supervisor is accidentally injured, the dock will immediately turn into a bloody battlefield, and several people present may not be able to survive.
retreat.
At this critical moment, Liu Ziguang suddenly burst into laughter, gently pushed the swords on his neck away with his fingers, and then walked towards the Zheng family's army column as if no one else was watching. The powerful Zheng army soldiers
Involuntarily, he opened a path for him. In full view of everyone, Liu Ziguang inspected Zheng Zhilong's troops. From time to time, he patted the soldiers on the shoulders or chests, nodded in a graceful manner and praised: "You're a good young man." Finally, he detoured.
He walked around and returned to Zheng Zhilong, handed the dagger into Zheng Zhilong's hand and said: "Take it, don't let your brother flash the knife in front of me next time, someone will be killed."
After saying that, Zheng Zhilong left the solemn face behind, strode across the trestle, and walked towards the carriage and horse prepared for him by the governor of Fujian. The red-shirt regiment guards also put away their muskets and followed Marshal Liu on the board with neat steps.
Ashore.
"Dad." Zheng Sen came out of the queue, walked up to Zheng Zhilong and shouted in a low voice.
"Sen'er, who is this Marshal Liu?" Zheng Zhilong sighed and asked leisurely.
Without waiting for his son's answer, Zheng Zhilong shook his head and said: "He said that I am an old hero, but I think he is the hero. As the saying goes, heroes emerge from youth since ancient times. I am old...I am old..."
Those who landed one after another were the elite troops of the Red Shirt Regiment. After the long and bumpy sea journey, the soldiers were still in excellent spirits. They passed by Zheng Jiajun with bright helmets and dazzling swords and guns. Their sharp eyes and strong physique showed that
This is a powerful army that has experienced hundreds of battles and killed countless people. What surprised Zheng Jiajun is that there are also foreign soldiers with high noses, blue eyes, dark skin and curly hair in this army...
"Let's go." Zheng Zhilong said calmly. The strength of the troops brought by Marshal Liu should not be underestimated. It seems that the original plan needs to be adjusted appropriately.
Zheng Jiajun turned around and left in a chaotic manner under Zheng Zhilong's order. Only Zheng Sen asked worriedly: "What about the second uncle?"
"Leave him alone. He won't die. It's better to let him suffer a little." Zheng Zhilong said coldly.
In the distance, Zheng Zhihu managed to crawl to the beach. He was panting heavily. His chest hurt so much that he probably had several broken ribs. That little supervisor was not a human being. He was stronger than a steam engine. He actually kicked me.
After going so far, my Erhu Master is completely humiliated.
Quanzhou City is a huge trading port city. It is also the location of the Quanzhou Shipping Division, one of the three major shipping divisions of the Ming Dynasty. There are many restaurants and inns in the city, and the traffic is very prosperous. Merchants and sailors from various countries and races are walking back and forth on the streets. The whole city
The style of the city is very close to Shanghai, but with some unique tropical flavor.
In the yamen of Quanzhou Xunhai Road, Southeast Superintendent Liu Ziguang asked the accompanying eunuch to read out an imperial edict, appointing Zheng Zhilong as the chief soldier of the Fujian Navy. His subordinates also had their own awards, and their official positions ranged from general, deputy general, to guerrilla, and thousands of soldiers.
Without waiting, the letter of appointment was issued along with Wu Sha and patched clothes. This time, the proud Zheng Zhilong finally lowered his head, knelt on the ground and accepted the imperial edict, shouting "Long Live the Mountain" and kowtow to express his gratitude.
Originally, Zheng Zhilong requested the title of King of Taiwan. Later, he was gradually downgraded to the title of Governor of Taiwan, then Governor of Fujian, and Admiral of the Navy. The price became lower and lower. In the end, the court only gave him the position of Commander-in-Chief of the Fujian Navy.
The bigwigs of the imperial court are complacent, but can the reckless hero Zheng Zhilong be dismissed by just such a mere general?