101 on the deck of the stern floor.

Colonel Pinto's hands were trembling violently. A long piece of white ash had been accumulated on the black and thick cigar, and the trembling ones were reluctant to fall off.

Mr. Zhao smelled the cigar quite mellow. I wonder if it was made by rubbing the thighs of the Havana girl.

"Why don't you say anything? I'm talking about it?" He restrained the urge to smoke with this guy, "Why don't you become a bad boy when you learn to smoke at a young age?

"We are better worried about you. We have more than a dozen large sailing ships in Macau and hundreds of main fleets in Malacca. When they come to take revenge, we will see how you end up!"

"Hahaha, that won't change your fate as a scapegoat." Zhao Hao just grabbed one and said, "Even if they save you, they won't change the result of hanging you in Goa!"

"The Ming Dynasty will also be unstable because of your reckless actions. Then your emperor will hold you accountable, and you will not be able to escape!" Colonel Pinto tried his best to fight.

"No, since the Governor of Macau wants to use you as a scapegoat, how could he let you live to Goa and talk nonsense in front of the Indian Deputy King? It would probably create a shipwreck to send you back to the West?" Zhao Hao said to himself, "I'm afraid he will create the illusion of your fear of crime and escape. In this way, your family in Lisbon will also be implicated?"

"You devil..." Colonel Pinto was sweating like a sludge, almost unsteady standing.

"If the devil can save you, are you willing to sell your soul to the devil?" Mr. Zhao asked Youyou, and then walked off the deck.

"..." With a thud, Colonel Pingtuo's legs fell and knelt on the ground. He put his hands between his hair, and the cigar in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Gao Wu kicked him out with one kick, then raised his leg and kicked him into the sea.

"I'm willing." He is not an ordinary person either. Of course, he knows that relying on Zhao Hao is his only way out.

"Hahaha, OK, good!" Mr. Zhao laughed with satisfaction. He had already noticed that the Colonel Pinto was in a daze and worried. He was so excited that he spoke, but he didn't expect that he was so conscious of the current affairs.

"I haven't had breakfast yet, come and use it together." He smiled and patted Colonel Pinto's head, which was considered as accepting the other party's surrender.

"First find a clean dress for Mr. Pingtu to put on." After taking a look at Pingtu's dirty tights and a large piece of Cordopez, Zhao Hao probably would have gotten angry if he dared to bring him back like this.

~~

After a while, Colonel Pingto put on a brand new black roe, his hair was tied neatly, and he tied up a bun. He sat at Zhao Hao's dining table and ate a delicious breakfast.

For a while, he could only eat pork kimchi with pickles every day, and he was too hungry.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Qiaoqiao brought a pot of meat porridge again. Seeing that his mouth was full and he was holding a meat bun in his hands. He couldn't help but sighed with pity, saying that the red-haired ghost also wanted to eat.

"Yeah." Pingto couldn't understand at all. While responding in a vague way, he took the porridge with both hands, took a deep breath, and gave a thumbs up.

"You said the people from the Jesuits would come to negotiate?" Zhao Hao was already full and asked him while drinking tea.

"Yes." After hearing the translation, Pinto quickly swallowed the things in his mouth and replied, "This time, Jesus will ask us. Now in the Far East, they have more places to ask us, but we have more places to ask them, so they will definitely not neglect."

"Well." Zhao Hao could understand Pinto's words. Because there were too few Portuguese people and could not establish extensive colonies in the Americas like the Spaniards, and could only establish some armed warehouses and strongholds at key nodes in the ocean to protect trade routes. Without too much colonial demand, it would naturally not require religious power like the Spaniards.

He put down the teacup, hugged his arms and thought for a moment, and asked in a deep voice: "Is it useful to talk to them?"

"Of course it is useful. It is the existence of the Pope's meridian that prevents our Portugal from invasion by Spain. Therefore, the Deputy King of Goa and the Governor of Macau must perform the mission of protecting the church in the East. The Jesuits are missionary organizations directly under the Pope, so they will not easily destroy each other."

As he spoke, he drank a large bowl of meat porridge, and burped with satisfaction, suggesting: "Of course, the church is only negotiating on behalf of the Governor of Macau. No matter what the outcome is, it needs to be recognized by the Governor of Macau... Hell, Domingo is just a self-proclaimed Governor of Macau. We do not even have the right to stay in Macau. Without the appointment of the king, what kind of governor is he? He is just the commander of our Macau squadron, and he is entrusted by the Deputy King of Goa to fully manage Macau's affairs."

"So what do you mean?" Zhao Hao heard something in his words.

"I mean, Domingo is also afraid that things will get big, so he will be stabbed to Goa. Because he is not the governor appointed by the king, Deputy Louisde can dismiss him with just one word." Pinto seemed to see hope and said excitedly: "So as long as he doesn't make it too difficult, Domingo may help hide the matter this time so as not to disturb Goa. The young master naturally doesn't have to worry about the revenge of the Malacca fleet."

"Hahaha!" Zhao Hao laughed confidently and said, "You Portugal have a population of only one million, and I have a total of 200 to 300 million people in the Ming Dynasty! Two or three hundred times that of yours. Now we can build artillery that is better than you. Who should be afraid of whom do you think?"

Pinto originally wanted to say that it is not possible to have the advantage if there are too many people at sea. But when he thinks of the fierce firepower of Zhao Hao's fleet, he is speechless for a moment. He believes that with the strength of the Ming Dynasty, once he mastered the art of cannon casting, there is no pressure to build tens of thousands of cannons in a short period of time. Who can the only hundreds of cannons in the Portuguese Far East Fleet scare?

To put it bluntly, he still couldn't figure out the relationship between Zhao Hao and the Ming Dynasty, thinking that the "Ming Dynasty Royal Family" must represent the country.

Little did he know that a certain young man was just selling dog meat with the help of a sheep. At present, these hundreds of shots are the limit he can take out.

Zhao Hao was really worried that the Malacca fleet would come over, and it was still a bit of a problem if he could fight. If it affected the shipping of grain, it would definitely not be able to afford it!

So he was just using information asymmetry and bluffing.

"But it's always good not to fight." Pinto was indeed frightened and said, "The long trade route to Europe is in the hands of Portugal. If you ruin your relationship, no one can do business."

"This is still like a human word." Zhao Hao nodded and said, "Then what conditions do you think I am asking for?"

"Leave all the gold and silver, and the Chinese sailboat, and let the Duke of Goa and Princess Oriental, and the crew." Pinto tentatively put forward the conditions, so that he would bribe Domingo again when he went back. As long as he could report a shipwreck in storm, he should be able to mess up this matter.

"I think you haven't filled enough toilet yet!" Zhao Hao snorted coldly, "Removing the chair for him!"

Gao Wu lifted the pinto and pulled the chair aside.

"Don't, I'm just talking casually. What do you think of that young master?" Pingtu looked at Zhao Hao with a begging look on his face. He didn't want to fall into Ye Xiang anymore if he beat him to death.

"In the future, Portuguese merchant ships and their agents are not allowed to come to Japan for trade!" Zhao Hao said in a deep voice: "I only want this one! I promise, I can consider returning your people and ships."

"How is this possible?" Pingto wiped his sweat and said: "Trade is the lifeline of our Portugal. Even if the Spanish don't let us trade, we will never stop with them."

"It doesn't matter, then you'll never die." Zhao Hao didn't care about his threat at all, "I only believe in one thing, the truth is only within the range of the cannon. If you can't beat me, then bow your head obediently and retreat to Ryukyu to trade with me. If you are obsessed with it and insist on fighting, then just let the horse come over. Believe it or not, I will make you unable to stay in Macau!"

As he said that, he teased and said, "Don't you have only one big sailboat left in Macau? I wonder if Commander Domingo dares to ride one thousand miles apart, and bring a boat to trouble me, right? When your main fleet in Malacca is coming, it's not too late for us to talk again."

"Then I'm dead..." Pingto said with a sad face: "Young Master, please give me a way out."

"How many more times do you want me to say it? If you want to survive, please help me get this matter done. As long as it is done, I will ensure you are safe." Zhao Hao waved his hand and asked someone to take him down.

After Na Pingtuo went out, Wang Rulong, who was silent on the side, asked in confusion: "Young Master, how can you return the ship to them?"

"Yes, I always keep my word." Zhao Hao smiled faintly and said, "It's just that I can't guarantee whether I can install it after it is dismantled."

"Oh, that's it." Wang Rulong smiled suddenly and said, "I believe that with the Portuguese shipbuilding technology, it will definitely be easy to reassemble it."

"No," Zhao Hao nodded, took a sip of tea and said, "Old Ma and the others should come to meet, right?"

"It's almost there, it's only one or two days." Wang Rulong was also planning this matter.

"Let's go to Seed Island to wait for them."

"yes!"

~~

In the afternoon of that day, the fleet of the First Squadron returned to Seed Island.

When he learned that the Fangjin naval army had been destroyed, Shi Yao, the Seed Island clan, was the master of Seed Island, finally lost all hope and led his retainers to surrender unconditionally to Zhao Hao and signed the letter of loyalty.

According to the provisions of the letter of loyalty, the Seed Island clan unconditionally obeyed all orders of the Tanluo garrison area and presented Satsumo Iwoo Island to the security area as the base of the Seed Island Police Station of Chengshan Shui Police Station.

This Iwohuang Island is not the one attacked by the US military, but is located west of Seed Island and south of Kagoshima. It is the key to Japan's southward to Ryukyu. In this era, its geographical location was much more important than another, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the southern gate of Japan.
Chapter completed!