The lazy sunshine shines on the large bed carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the room is filled with a mixture of delicate fragrance and intoxicating atmosphere.
Pang Gang lay stretched out on the bed, with a snow-white body lying obediently in his arms, panting slightly, with a little bit of fragrant sweat oozing out from his crystal body, and a breath like orchid.
The delicate fragrance rushed into Pang Gang's nose from time to time. Pang Gang's big hands unconsciously caressed the back of this delicate body, and the beauty in his arms hummed softly and comfortably, like a well-behaved Persian cat.
After a long time, the tender body in his arms asked softly: "Husband, you sent Lin Feng and Ruolan's elder brother to Obaru. If the door to trade with those barbarians is opened, this news cannot be hidden.
Yes, in this case our Qingzhou will definitely become the target of the Ming Dynasty. Aren't you afraid of attracting criticism from both the government and the public? It should be noted that our current foundation is not stable enough to not be afraid of any challenges."
Pang Gang sighed softly: "Man Ting, it's not that I am too adventurous, but that time has not waited for me. Now our development in Qingzhou has reached a neck. If we want to continue to develop, Shandong alone is already a bit small. If we want to
Expanding strength is bound to expand territory, but now is not the time to develop in Henan, Hunan or Jiangsu. To continue to develop, we need a huge amount of money. You also know that our current army of more than 26,000 people every year
The amount of money that needs to be spent is six to seven hundred thousand taels. The Navy is a bottomless pit. Just with the current scale of more than one hundred warships, more than one million dollars are invested every year. As for training sailors, gunners, and training
The money spent has gone into the ocean. Do you think we can do it if we don’t find other sources of income?”
Wei Manting comfortably pressed her pretty face against her husband's generous chest... Her pretty Qiong nose wrinkled slightly: "Humph, the 20,000 troops you asked my father to help recruit last time have been recruited, and they will be used now.
The money is even more, what should I do with you?"
Pang Gang burst out laughing, "What else can we do? Let's eat it cold. Now our cement, refined salt, iron ore and various taxes in Qingzhou can bring us more than 6 million yuan in benefits every year, and we can support 50,000 soldiers and horses and a navy."
It should be enough. At worst, we just need to reduce the expenditures in various places, and it can last for a few years no matter what."
The delicate jade hands unconsciously drew circles on her husband's strong chest, and Wei Man Ting said coquettishly: "You, the imperial court maintains an army of millions, and the military expenditure required for the year is only three to four million silver. Look at it.
You have only raised tens of thousands of troops, but your annual expenditure is not much less than that of the imperial court. I really don’t know what you are thinking."
Pang Gang snorted: "How can you compare those tofu soldiers of the imperial court with our Qingzhou army? Are our Qingzhou soldiers and horses the same thing as those of the imperial court? The Tatars just sent tens of thousands of troops.
When they came over, the imperial court's army of hundreds of thousands was frightened into silence, and the Tatars were allowed to return to Liaodong with hundreds of thousands of people and looted wealth and silk hanging on the sign saying "free delivery". It's okay not to want such an army."
Seeing that her husband was angry, Wei Manting, who was lying in her husband's arms, stretched out her small hand to gently caress Pang Gang's chest to express comfort, and said with a sweet smile: "Okay, I know that your husband is the most capable.
It’s time to question your husband’s ability in this matter.”
Pang Gang pretended to be angry and let out a "hum", then reached out and patted his sweet wife's plump and white buttocks, making a crisp "snap" sound.
The blush that had just disappeared from Wei Manting's pretty face was full of it again. She said "四咛四", and the serious matter she originally wanted to say was thrown out of her mind. She glanced at her husband with a flirtatious look, bit her silver teeth, and spoke.
She turned her delicate body and leaned on her husband's body. She put her head close to Pang Gang's ear and whispered softly: "Husband, I also want a son. You can't be partial..."
Pang Gang smiled bitterly when he heard this. This kind of thing has nothing to do with favoritism. He has always been an average person. However, no matter how generous a woman is, she has a petty side. Naturally, Pang Gang would not be stupid enough to be with a woman like this.
Make sense.
But at this time, Pang Gang had no time to tell. At this time, his clone had been swallowed up by a warm and moist...
In the southern part of Taiwan stands a majestic castle. This castle is a Western-style coastal fortress in the form of a bastion. It is very spectacular and grand in scale. The houses and forts in the city are scattered at different heights. The levels are clear and there are stairs between each floor.
Interconnected. There are diamond-shaped and semicircular fortresses around and in the corners of the castle, with gun emplacements on them, which are the main offensive and defensive forces in the city.
The castle is divided into two parts: the inner city and the outer city. The inner city is square in shape and has three floors. The bottom floor is a warehouse, and the two floors above ground have facilities such as the governor's office, observation tower, church, and soldier barracks. At the highest point of the castle,
Hanging is a Dutch flag composed of three colors: red, white and blue, which represents bravery, blessing and loyalty.
The outer city is connected to the northwest corner of the inner city. It was originally built to strengthen the defense of the inner city and prevent enemies from driving straight into the political center. It is rectangular and slightly lower than the inner city. It houses officials, dormitories for their families, conference halls, offices, and hospitals.
Warehouses and other public buildings.
At this moment, in a spacious office, Putsmann, the Dutch Governor in Taiwan, was sitting on a silver-white chair, holding a cup of coffee in his left hand and a small spoon in his right hand, stirring continuously.
The strong aroma filled the conference hall.
In front of Putsman sat a young man wearing a plain robe, a pair of thin-soled fast shoes, and a square scarf on his head, looking like a standard Ming Dynasty scholar. This young man had a handsome face.
With a calm expression, he was drinking a cup of black tea leisurely.
If Pang Gang were here, he would definitely recognize him. This is Zheng Sen, the son of Fujian guerrilla general Zheng Zhibao, who brought a fleet to attack Qingzhou last time.
After Putsman tasted the coffee, he put it on the table in front of him and said in Chinese with a weird accent: "Mr. Zheng, I don't know what good news you brought me this time."
Woolen cloth?"
Zheng Sen still had a calm expression, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and the hand holding the tea cup was still very steady, but the words coming out of his mouth revealed his displeasure: "Puts
Mr. Man, we have an old saying in the Ming Dynasty, which is to pretend to be confused while pretending to understand. This is your situation. You don’t know the purpose of my coming here, so why bother asking me so many times?”
A look of embarrassment flashed across Putsman's face. Of course he understood the purpose of the son of the most famous pirate leader in Southeast Asia, but for some reason he had to pretend to be confused. Now Putsman
Siman could only answer the other party's questions with silence.
When Zheng Sen saw Putsman pretending to lower his head and drink coffee, he felt secretly resentful. He had to clarify his words and said: "Mr. Putsman, I remember that what we agreed on last time was that we provide information and funds.
, you dispatched warships to intercept passing ships from Shandong in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and other places and cut off their trade routes, but it seems that you have not fulfilled your promise."
"About this issue, I think I can explain it to you." Putsman put down his coffee and shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, Mr. Zheng, I admit that we have not fulfilled what we promised before, but there is something.
The reason is that the information you gave us before was wrong. Qingzhou's navy does not only have the huge three-masted warships, ten Dafus, and more than thirty cruise ships as you said.
The strength is several times what you said, it is several times, do you understand?"
Having said this, Putsman felt a burst of joy in his heart. The remaining guilt in his heart had long been thrown out of the sky, and his voice began to get louder.
"According to the information we have received, the Qingzhou Navy has at least six large three-masted warships, more than twenty Dafu ships, and no less than a hundred cruise ships. Do you understand? More than a hundred ships."
Having said this, Putsman couldn't help but secretly feel glad that he had not taken action rashly, otherwise he and the Qingzhou side would have been at odds with each other. If the Qingzhou general was completely annoyed, his fleet would have to endure endless retaliation from the other side.
Zheng Sen was speechless for a moment, but he still argued: "Even so, the other party's sailors are just a group of rookies who have just transferred from land to the ship. With your three more than 900-ton battleships and more than 20 cruisers,
The Clippers should be able to beat them easily, so what do you have to worry about?"
"Haha..." Putsman sneered, "Mr. Zheng, the lives of our Dutch soldiers are precious. I didn't bring them to the far east to die, let alone let them go on a unnecessary mission."
Sacrifice, you provided false information first, but fortunately we discovered it in time, otherwise if huge losses were caused, we would demand compensation from you."
"You..." A flash of blue flashed across Zheng Sen's face. These Dutch devils are so shameless. They want to ask for damages even if they haven't done any work. You beauties, one day I will definitely lead the army to generals.
These red-haired ghosts were driven out of Taiwan.
Zheng Sen forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said solemnly: "So, Governor Putsman is planning to break his promise? You must know that we paid a deposit of one hundred thousand taels of silver in advance."
"I'm sorry, you concealed the other party's information first. Please forgive me for my helplessness. Of course, we will return half of the one hundred thousand taels of silver deposit you made to realize the reservation, and we will keep the other half as usual as you provide
Fines for inaccurate intelligence.”
These damn Dutch bandits, Zheng Sen wanted to pull out the long sword from his waist and stab this greedy bandit to death. However, when he glanced at the row of Dutch soldiers holding muskets standing at the door from the corner of his eyes, the anger in his heart slowly subsided.
Come down.
"In this case, I think we have nothing to talk about. I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, Zheng Sen suddenly stood up and strode out angrily...
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