Chapter 133 Bald head beats the double wave

When Isabella was brought to the noble Master Zheng of the great Ming Empire by dozens of Spanish mercenaries who looked respectful but acted absolutely disrespectfully, Zheng Guofan was asking a man with short hair, a tiger's back and a scar on his face.

This man is the head of Hiradocho. Perhaps, in other words, he is the director of Hirado police station, responsible for Hiradocho's security, fire prevention, etc. If someone wants to make a duel, he has to report it to him, otherwise it is an illegal duel. In Fusang, there are so many swordsmen. From a certain perspective, even those swordsmen who are famous throughout Fusang Island have to look at his expression if they want to make a duel with someone in Hirado.

Therefore, Nobu Sugano has been doing well in Hirado for more than ten years. However, looking at the young man with red lips and white teeth sitting in the Grand Master's chair in front of him, countless sword-bearing samurai were surrounded by two tall Hiraki generals wearing Domaru, and beside him was a beautiful girl with fair skin as white as snow. This is Princess Sochiyo of the Tachikawa family, known as the Shiraki Mai of the Takamae country. He can get along with the head of Hiradomachi and is also considered a well-known figure. Naturally, he knows the princess of the Tachikawa family.

None of these were what he was afraid of. What he was afraid of was the boy wearing a Confucian shirt and wearing a Confucian belt. The boy was wearing a brocade vest outside the Confucian shirt. The edge of the vest was sewn with snow-white fox fur, which made him look like a crown and a jade lips, which made him look like a painted red.

"Are you the head of Hirado-cho?" The obedient official casually pulled out of Mushimatsu, and while asking questions, he turned Mushimatsu into a sword flower. Some samurai around who had seen sword washing techniques couldn't help but admire him. There is a proverb in Ming Dynasty that the sword is always in his hands and mouth. The lord is still young, but he has made his sword skills work so hard.

It doesn't matter if the good official put the sword flower on his body. He immediately frightened the man with a big waist and round waist, and his face was twitching constantly, causing a scar on his forehead to look trembling. "The little master is here, the villain is not deliberately seeking over to the Japanese pirates. In fact, the villain's certificate of tribute was lost, and he happened to be taken to Kyushu Island by a merchant ship. In order to make a living, he had no choice but to do this." As he said that, he kowtowed continuously.

After hearing this guy's words, the good official looked extremely strange when he saw him like a kowtower.

When he asked, he asked Fusang language, but when this guy opened his mouth, it was actually the Mandarin of the Southern Zhili of the Ming Dynasty. And he seemed to be a monk. This monk was very good at ease! He could sit on the head of the town, and in Fusang, he was at least considered a local rich family. Of course, most of the so-called rich family were dozens of people, seven or eight guns, and they were made of bamboo, and then occupied a piece of land. This was considered a rich family. In fact, it was a village under the Ming Dynasty, with dozens of strong people in the village.

He laughed twice, and the good official bent down slowly, looked at the man and said, "I'm missing the certificate? I'm afraid it's not that simple! Did you see the world of flowers outside, and you were so moved that you killed a few people? How many girls have you slept with?" Suddenly, he slapped the handle of the chair and "Come to me for the truth."

Nobu Suno's whole body became soft, and all the luck that had been left in it was broken, and he was mourning, "The villain Nobu Suno, the former Dharma name Yong Nobu..." As he said that, he explained his own affairs in its entirety.

This guy was originally a monk and learned a good skill from a master of Hongye. That was really a fight against the tiger in the south and the dragon in the north. However, his energy and blood were just around the corner. The first time he went down the mountain, he was hooked up by a beautiful little widow. The little widow looked at the strong man who was so strong that he had to ask for a bowl of water. His tendons and flesh were all weak, and his crotch was tide. He couldn't help but use the means to hook him up. He had seen such a method on the mountain. That night, the little widow was hooked up with "several drops of Bodhi water, all pouring into the red lotus". When he finished trembling on the little widow, he was confused at this time. The master said, "Women are tigers! Why did I sleep with tigers?"

Although he was silent and entangled, as the saying goes, either burst out in silence or perverted in silence. Looking at the little widow's white flesh, he pursed his lips and smiled at him. The originally weak little monk was so angry that he could break the sky. For a moment, he still remembered the words of the master's red pink skeleton. As soon as he turned over, he hugged the little widow, and the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, and then he made another call.

From then on, he simply took his hair, plowed in the ground during the day and plowed in the woman at night, and lived a happy life.

However, there are unexpected situations in the sky, and people have good fortune and good fortune at any time. At that time, it was when Yu Dayou was suppressing the Japanese in Fujian. It is said that the general Yu Dayou stepped onto the southern Shaolin and broke the Arhat Formation by himself. Then he said disdainfully that Shaolin Temple was just a matter of nothing, and the true teachings were lost. This news spread throughout the world quickly and naturally reached his ears.

The guy was immediately dissatisfied and was about to go back to the mountain with a whistle stick. The little widow knew that she couldn't help but packed him carefully, and she had clean clothes, broken silver, and pancakes inside. She was completely short of everything.

In short, when this young man returned to the temple, he realized that General Yu Dayou had taken more than 200 monk soldiers and went to suppress the Japanese pirates. This guy had a very high level of age. The current abbot had to call him uncle. Seeing his head wrapped in a cloth scarf, he thought he had been traveling all over the years, so he couldn't help but persuade him. General Yu was excellent in martial arts, and we also felt that the stick technique was distorted. After General Yu taught the monk soldiers the stick technique, he could feed back to his ancestral court (Songshan Shaolin Temple)...

Unfortunately, this guy has drunk wine at the foot of the mountain and slept with the woman. It can be said that his whole body has changed. The only thing that has not changed is that little self-esteem. Damn, I am the closed disciple of Zen Master Hongye. Most of the bald Zen Buddhism in the world have to call me uncle. You Yu Dayou broke through my Shaolin Arhat Formation. Where can I put my face?

So he turned around and went down the mountain without saying a word, and went to look for Yu Dayou's bad luck. When he was looking for Yu Dayou's strategy to compete, no one knew the outcome. Anyway, hundreds of monks in Shaolin Temple watched the uncle of the master leave the military camp with a slight smile. When he returned home, the tragedy was the young widow died and the house was burning. He was looking for someone and asked, and it was a group of military guards who were defeated by Japanese pirates.

A fire in his chest almost burned his hair. After asking about it, a few days later, more than a dozen heads were raised in front of the little widow's grave. With sharp eyes, he could clearly see that it was the group of military guards who had been defeated a few days ago. Later, the guy disappeared, and someone said that he had defected to the Japanese pirates.

In fact, this is the background of most Ming people who are seeking life overseas at this moment. They either die and want to gain wealth, or they are wanted to kill people in their hometowns. They are not wronged or wronged. In short, there are no serious three generations of good Ming people who come overseas, just like the Mayflower that went to the New World of America in later generations.

No matter how famous these people are overseas, they are also rebellious, pirates, and thieves who abandoned their ancestors' tombs, just like Mr. Wufeng, who painted them ten thousand times. He was still a Japanese pirate, just like Lin Afeng, a pirate in the early years of Wanli. Even though he defeated the army of the Spanish Philippine Governor's then, in the eyes of the Ming court, he was still a pirate, so the Ming Dynasty immediately joined forces with Spain to suppress bandits, and the huge force was immediately wiped out by the joint extermination of the two countries.

"The villain knows the serious sins, so he traveled to Fusang to find a bowl of rice in this Pinghu. Over the past ten years, the Ming people in the Minghu were highly respected and recommended as the leader." This monk has a high level of age, but the Ming Dynasty's outfit has long been deeply rooted in the bones, like the young master in front of him who was wearing a Confucian shirt, with ten iron armored ships in his hand. At least, he must be a hereditary Qianhu master? The hereditary Qianhu master can get fame and wear a Confucian shirt, which is even more amazing. Isn't it like Li Chengliang and Li Grand Governor Li? Li Chengliang won ten victories, and his reputation in the Ming Dynasty was really great, so ordinary people also know it.

In fact, this is because the monk has been worried for more than ten years. It can be said to be a frightened bird. No matter what he does, it is because he committed a crime in the Ming Dynasty. He subconsciously thought that he was guilty. He married his wife in Hirado for more than ten years and had a son, but the knot in his heart was still untied. This is why he honestly explained to him like a bamboo tube pouring beans when the good official cheated.

Seeing the famous Shaolin monk of the former South who changed his name to Nobu Sugino, kneeling in front of him, the good official was a little unaware of what to do. The defeated soldiers were not as good as bandits. He often saw this sentence in history books. The so-called thief was like combs and soldiers were like washing. This guy's love was killed by the defeated soldiers. He went to take revenge, which was reasonable, but unlike Fusang, killing people in the Warring States Period in troubled times was just a ball. In the Ming Dynasty, killing people is a murderer, which violated the law. Moreover, this guy is also suspected of defecting to Japanese pirates.

However, this guy is now the leader of Hirado's Aoi, and he is also the so-called head of the town. If he wants to quickly deal with Hirado, he has to use this guy.

Seeing the young master sitting on the lord chair pondering, the sword in his hand was shaking faster and faster. Nobuko Sugino was sweating profusely, knowing that his death was at the brink of death. He would definitely not be able to escape. There were hundreds of warriors around him, muskets, and armored ships on the sea. It is true that he learned a lot from Teacher Hongye, but his name was Yongxin, not Sakyamuni, and he might even be able to fight ten or twenty, but how can he do the muskets and cannons?

At this time, the Countess Isabelle who was taken over could not bear to see. What were these guys saying? Especially the child with red lips and white teeth, didn’t he know that it would be rude to treat a lady like this?

She couldn't help but shout, "Hey! When do you want to detain me?"

The good official was stunned, and the sword flower in his hand stopped, and Sugino Shin-knee, who was kneeling in front of him, shivered all over.

In a blink of an eye, the white girl shouting looked like she was in her twenties. She was wearing big red skirts and pants, white pantyhose shrouded on her calves, a delicate vest on her head, a big brimmed hat on her head, and a big red tassel like a turkey. She was dressed like an outburst pirate. Her white skin and a pair of typical Mediterranean beauties were quite impressive. Even if the good official used the eyes of later generations to measure it, this girl was a great beauty.

"Renstein, what is this lady talking about?" He asked the Spanish super mercenary not far away. As an oriental who is proficient in the official language of the Ming Dynasty and the official language of Fuso, Reenstein hurried over, "Dear Your Excellency, this is the sister of Marquis of Marquis Jose Antrip Francisco, the newly appointed governor of the Philippines Governor, and the Earl of Isabella Antrip Francisco."

When the good official heard this, he was immediately overwhelmed. This was not a problem of fear or not, but a problem of being very difficult and troublesome. He couldn't help but stare at Ryanstein and said, "Ryanstein Bonaparte, as a knight, why haven't you told me about this lady in advance?"

Ryanstein's face was full of embarrassment, and he couldn't speak. The good official was impatient when he saw it, "Let the countess shut up first." He waved his hand and asked him to go aside, then he took the knife and put it into the sheath, lowered his head to Nobu Sugano who was kneeling on the ground, said: "Nei Nobu..."

"The villain is here." Nobuko Sugano quickly agreed and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Seeing his appearance, the good official probably couldn't do it even if he asked him to go back and become a monk. Since he was willing to call him Nobu Sugino, he would call him Nobu Sugino! So he said, "Nobu Sugino, don't do your position as a head leader."

Nobu Suno swallowed, and in the future, the police station director gave him a man to the end. No matter who he fucked, he would definitely complain in his heart. However, he did not dare to complain. Ten iron-armored ships were destroyed, and Nobu Suno was considered a flaw.

"How many Ming people in Hiradocho are there doing business here?"

"Young Master, there are about forty shops in Hirado Town that are owned by the Ming people, most of whom are settled here, including about 300 young, young, female and children. As for the merchant ships that travel in a year, most of them are sold to the shops of the Ming people at a slightly discounted price than those of the Fusang people."

When the good official heard this, he understood that when the Ming Dynasty merchant ship came, he would give local Ming people and goods at wholesale prices. Local settlements were equivalent to monopoly monopoly or exclusive agents. No wonder, Susano Nobuki was able to be a head of the head as a Ming national, so he immediately made up his mind.

"Sango Nobuki, just be the town of the Ino family! Give you two thousand stones of knowledge and practice, do things well, and it may not be impossible for the lord of a city and a country in the future. However... As a town, you must handle the taxes for me in the future! If you can't do it every five or one, then the town will be replaced by someone else. If you do it, go back to the Ming Dynasty by yourself!"

Kneeling on the ground, Suno Nobuki originally heard that he had become a minister, and gave him two thousand stones of knowledge and action, and promised the lord of a city and a country to be so happy that the scars on his face were lit up purple, but the next sentence suddenly seemed like a bucket of snow water pouring from head to toe.

At this time, Fusang had already begun to have a "Leshi Leshi" system. The so-called "Stand" was a practice such as dyed cloth, raw silk and satin monopolized by the Ming people who settled in Hirado. It was called "Stand" and was called "guilds" in Europe. The so-called "Stand" is to engage in market economy competition and not to play monopoly. "Leshi" is to exempt market tax and commercial tax.

To put it bluntly, it is actually attracting investment. The first person to play Leshi City is Katsuya Shibata. I guess many players who play the Taige and Nobunaga series will be shocked. This "Bottle Cutting Shibata" still understands this.

It is precisely because of the rise of Leshi Le, that merchants quickly found their own position and their positions rose steadily. In a few decades, the prototype of the Fusang chaebol will be formed in the future, and even the shogunate owes a large amount of funds from the merchant group.

But the good official opened his mouth and beat one every five times. This is simply a reversal of history. Of course, Nobuko Sugano definitely doesn't understand the word "reversal of history". However, he understands Leshi Lezu. When other people's daimyos are engaged in Leshi Lezu, he still has a way out for him to get such a heavy tax.

He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. He didn't know how to say this to the young master. After seeing it, the good official couldn't help but sneer, "Do you think the tax is too heavy?"

Nobu Sugano knocked his head loudly, "My little master."

The two of them kept speaking the Ming Dynasty's official language, which was understood by Hu Litao and Yi Nengjingzhai. At this time, Hu Baihu couldn't help but shout loudly: "You guy, you don't know anything. I think you'd better go back to the Ming Dynasty with me and go to the government."

On the contrary, Yi Neng Jingzhai advised him kindly, "In Yi Neng Jingzhai, you are now considered your own person. Have you not seen the ten iron-armored ships under Mr. Maocai? Not to mention Hiradocho, all the objects floating on the sea in the future will have to pay taxes to Mr. Maocai, otherwise, it is better to sink."

Yi Neng Jingzhai's words deeply attracted the heart of the devil Zheng. They sounded light and light, but they were really murderous intent in their bones. All objects floating on the sea had to pay taxes, so domineering.

Nobu Suno trembled all over and looked up tremblingly. He saw the young master wearing a Confucian shirt sitting in the Grand Master's chair with a smile on his lips, but he clearly felt two deep purple flames burning deep in the pupils of the young master's eyes.

Is this young master... ready to rebel?

Almost all those who understand the vision of a good official for the first time think that a good official is going to rebel, because at this time no one can ask the merchants to collect taxes like this, no one can do it, even the court, the cabinet, or the emperor.

And this young master actually wanted to do this, which broadened his horizons, so he naturally thought that he wanted to rebel, at least, he had the idea of ​​separatist Fusang.

"What? Nobuko Sugino, don't you believe I can accomplish such a big thing?" The dear official Teng stood up, turned around, pointed to the sea, and the samurai behind him quickly gave up the space, "Did you see it? The Hirado family's Ichiki Island, mine, the Goshima family's Goshima Island, mine, Hirado now also belongs to me, so why not tell you, Takayayama Castle and Hakata Town, or mine, soon, the So family's Tsuma Island, and the Mori family's Okura Castle, these are mine. If the Ryuzaoji Temple in Omura Castle is polite, I don't mind asking him to find a place to support him. If he doesn't know how to polite, do you think my ten armored ships are like goods? Have you seen that these Spanish people also regard me as the main ones. In the future, I will have more armored ships..."

He pointed at Jiangshan and waved Fang Qiu, then turned his head and said to the sweaty Nobu Suano, "You have been in Fusang for more than ten years?" Suano Suano moved his Adam's apple and swallowed his saliva with a gurgle, "You little master see Wanli."

"Who do you think Fusang can stop my armored ship?" The obedient official bent down and asked him.

"My little master, the iron-armored ship cannot be driven ashore!" What Nobuki Sugano said was the truth.

The good official laughed, "But the merchants can't get out of the sea anymore, right? You said, in the end, am I anxious, or are these businessmen with money-loving problems anxious?"

When Suno Nobuki heard this, he was shocked and immediately became cheerful. He looked so happy! This young master was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he seemed to be short of money. He spent a lot of time, but who could afford to spend? If he paid taxes, he would only get one in five or one. If he didn't pay taxes, he wouldn't even be able to get out of the sea. The loss would be more than one fifth?

Judging from his expression, the good official thought that although this guy looks rough and generous, he is still quite smart, and it seems that he is still useful.

After understanding the truth, Nobuko Sugano immediately kowtowed three times to the good official, "I would like to serve the young master."

"Get up!" The good official reached out and helped him. No matter what, this guy was a local snake. Even the Matsuura family had to use it as a choir. I guess he could do it for me. "The first thing you do is to post a notice in the town. From now on, this commercial tax will be one for every five times and the agricultural tax will be one for every ten times."

When Yi Nengjingzhai heard this, he quickly said, "Lord, this is a must-have for every tenth."

The good official wondered, "Why?"

"Lord, the business tax draws one for every five times, and those daimyos will only secretly mock the lord, but the agricultural tax draws one for every ten times, I'm afraid even His Highness Otomo Sorin and His Highness Rikadao Xue will be furious!"

The good official said to me that I was afraid they would be angry? However, if you have to be rational, I turned around and asked Sister Chiyo. Sister Chiyo was obsessed with the style and style of the good official's guidance. After hearing what he said, he quickly shook his head, "Mr. Husband, although this is good governance, it is undoubtedly a fight with all the famous names in the world. Never mind."

For a moment, the good official was so amused and crying. How could he do something so difficult! No wonder Mao Taizu said later in the world that "you should be too vigilant in life." This is also a reason why later literati criticized Taizu. They believed that Maoxuan was to educate people as hooligans, but they didn't know that politicians could not do anything in the end. They hoped that politicians would be as innocent as sheep. Wouldn't the country led by sheep be just a piece of fat meat?

However, since Chiyo's sister had persuaded her, it was probably difficult to do, so she had to sigh and follow the Fuso rules! She said, "Then, it's all four officials and six people."

When Chiyo heard this, he wanted to persuade him, but he had already persuaded him once and then persuaded him again. His husband looked bad on his face, so he didn't say anything.

The five kings and five people of the Matsuura family were called Kenhou, and the four kings and six people were indeed a good rule for the farmers of Kyushu Island. In the entire Warring States Period, there was only one person who had four kings and six people. The Hojo family was also the reason why Ape Hideyoshi recruited many daimyos to attack Hojo in the future. If you recruit four kings and six people, it would be like a virtuous monarch. Isn’t it that all of us are cruel and unkind guys? The Hojo family, which has more than two million shigao, soon died. Without any daimyo, I must be very angry with the four kings and six people of the Hojo family. If you collect 10% of them, you will die! We are all bad people, but the Hojo family is a good person.

After receiving the order, Nobuko Sugino immediately received the order. At this time, his identity became a subordinate of the good official, and he was more than the two thousand stone town. Compared with the past, it was equivalent to the police station director becoming the mayor. He was really a rocket cadre, and he was not even as good as that Goda Takeshi. Naturally, the good official's behavior also meant to carry Nobuko Sugino to the opposite side of his retainer. An outsider had not made any achievements, but he relied on the local snake to become a two thousand stone town town. It would be strange if everyone could be convinced. However, in this way, the good official's purpose was achieved. You are all local snakes. If you are united, can I still sleep?

Looking at Nobu Sugano who lowered his head and retreated to the side, the mistress suddenly smiled, "Nobu Sugano, don't keep your hair, it looks awkward. Anyway, Monk Fusang can get married and have children. Don't you think a bald man beats the double waves, isn't this very interesting!"

When Suno Nobuki heard this, his face was full of embarrassment, and the scar on his face became more and more conspicuous. Since the good official said this in Fusang language, everyone immediately burst into laughter.

"That's Yixiang Sect, and the villain is from Zen." Nobuko Sugino couldn't help but struggle. Before the obedient official could speak, Hu Baihu next to him heard the translation of Yi Neng Jingzhai and said, "There are people killed and women have slept. What's the Zen thing about you? What's the famous prostitute village here? Take everyone to play with you?"

Yi Neng Jingzhai smiled at Nobu Sugino and said, "You may not know that the hundred households of the Eight Guards of the Ming Dynasty, named Hu Litao, are the most heroes. They are good at using a knife. They are also experts when they listen to you. I believe that the guns and sticks are good. If you have the chance, the three of us will have a chance to discuss. By the way, I Neng Jingzhai, now I Neng Jingzhai is the governor of the Yi Neng family. Of course, I am also a subordinate of Master Maocai."

Nobu Sugano was not stupid either. He first clasped his fists and said for a long time, then thought in his heart that Xiaomao was just using the chicken to make money and made a fortune in silence. It seemed that he could make a fortune in the future with Xiaomao. For a moment, he forgot the shame just now.

As for Hu Baihu, he couldn't help but mutter that a Ming monk had to come to Fusang to be a Fusang man, and a Fusang swordsman insisted on hugging Xiao Maocai's thigh and mingling with Xiao Maocai. In this world, we are better off. A serious Ming man would never be wrong with Maocai. But he didn't think that he was a bandit before, but in fact there was not much difference from these two.

At this time, the obedient official who had almost finished the work asked Reinstein to bring Miss Isabelle over.

Looking up and down at the Spanish Countess with fair skin and ecstasy eyes, the dear official didn't know what to do for a moment. This is a hot item. You said you would kill someone, obviously not, just keep it! It's also a problem. If you escape, you might cause some trouble. For a moment, I really hated Ryanstein and glared at him fiercely. Ryanstein Bonaparte knew that it was a fault. Moreover, the noble adult was still the financial backer of himself and hundreds of brothers. When he turned his eyes, he smiled awkwardly and came up with a bad idea, saying: "Dear, Countess Isabella has noble bloodline. It's better to take it as a concubine. Isn't this a good thing for two families to become one family."

Seeing that he gestured with two thumbs, the good official couldn't help but vent his anger on his nostrils and snorted: "You know Eastern culture! You also know how to take a concubine. I am fourteen years old this year. Look at her, at least in her twenty years. Isn't this an old cow eating tender grass?"

Reinstein sweated on his forehead and said quickly: "Dear Your Excellency, this cannot be seen in this way. Don't the Lords of Fusang like this too?"
Chapter completed!