Chapter 115 The Suffering Pirate King

An autumn rain and a cold, so is this winter rain.

The Xiamen Navy Yamen is shrouded in a misty curtain of rain, and outside the house is pattering. At the corner of the corridor, a tree with fragrant wintersweet sprouts fills the air with a faint fragrance.

As soon as Zheng Zhilong took off his armor and wanted to rest, Zheng Bu, the bodyguard of the Zheng family who was guarding the Navy Yamen, ran in crying and told about the disaster that had happened at home.

Zheng Zhilong was startled, put on his saber and ran towards home. Zheng Zhifeng behind him was also stunned.

They just went to sea half a month ago, and their home was fine. Why did they have such a big problem when they came back today?

The Zheng family's mansion is located in the center of the entire Xiamen city. It was originally the most magnificent and high-rise place in the city, but now it has broken eaves, broken walls, smoke and fire, and a dead silence.

"Fu Song! Fu Song!" Zheng Zhilong rushed into the inner palace brandishing his sword and shouted for his son, his voice filling half the street.

After a while, Zheng Zhilong searched the entire Zheng Mansion after the fire, but could not see a single person, not even a corpse. He was a little startled: "Where are the people! Where have all the people gone!"

At this time, Zheng Zhifeng and Zheng Bucai came belatedly with dozens of personal guards, and dispersed the men, women, and children watching the excitement outside. Only then did Zheng Zhifeng see the Zheng Mansion full of broken walls. Although she had been prepared in her heart, she couldn't help but Suddenly changed color.

He came all the way from the Navy Yamen. There was no trace of smoke in any of the other houses on the road. However, more than ten acres of the Zheng Mansion were burned clean. If there was a cabbage, the cabbage would be spoiled.

When the Zheng Mansion encountered this disaster, Zheng Zhilong couldn't help but became furious. His eyebrows flew to his forehead, and black lines ran across his face: "Who is it? Who did it?"

Seeing Zheng Bu coming, Zheng Zhilong picked up Zheng Bu like a furious lion and pressed the knife firmly against his neck, causing blood to stop flowing in an instant.

Zheng Zhifeng saw that her elder brother was in a daze and was afraid that he would kill Zheng Bu with one knife. She immediately stepped forward to hold the blade of the knife and dissuaded him: "Brother, listen to him first and deal with it later."

"well!"

Zheng Zhilong glanced at Zheng Zhifeng and knew what he meant. He looked up and saw Zheng Bu with his knife pressed against his neck. His face turned red and he threw it away with his hand, "Tell me who did it!"

"Ahem!" Zheng Bu fell to the ground, panting and coughing, unable to get up at all.

Seeing this, Zheng Zhilong was filled with dissatisfaction. His huge mansion was destroyed into such a mess, and his whole family was missing. You are the only one left alive and well. How dare you breathe in this mother-in-law.

He came up and kicked him hard several times, and shouted angrily: "You idiot, you dare to breathe, why don't you tell me now."

At this time, Zheng Bu was in a state of unspeakable pain. Just now, Zheng Zhilong's knife directly cut his throat, and now he was still bleeding. Every time he made a sound, his whole throat was in unbearable pain.

But now he knew that if he didn't say anything, he would definitely die, so he covered his throat and stammered with a pale face: "I don't know who did it. I only know that it was a group of sea pirates who rushed to Xiamen City and went to Xiamen City." We stormed the mansion, tied up everyone in the mansion and took them away, and burned them all."

"Why don't you go call someone? Is there no one in the navy camp? Are they all dead?!" Zheng Zhilong glared angrily. He had placed 500 iron guards in Xiamen City to protect the Zheng family.

"They came too fast and left in an instant. When the navy came, they were already on the boat. We also chased them out to sea, but their boat couldn't catch up at all." Zheng Bu lowered his head. , dare not look at Zheng Zhilong at all.

"I won't chase you if I can't catch you, you coward, what am I raising you for? You're a waste, you're a waste!"

"Brother, please be patient. I think their purpose is just to arrest people. I don't think safety is a problem." Zheng Zhifeng listened for a while and probably understood something about the situation.

So he asked Zheng Bu: "Can you see what their ships look like?"

Zheng Bu rolled his eyes, and after a moment, he replied: "The pointed ship and the three-masted fast sail are the model of the Western Yi ship."

Hearing this, Zheng Zhilong was startled, looked at Zheng Zhifeng, and asked suspiciously: "Dutch?"

If he was really Dutch, it would be difficult. After all, he was very powerful, and Zheng Zhilong, with his small stature, could just hang around along the coast of Ming Dynasty, but he would be looked down upon wherever he went.

Zheng Zhifeng shook his head: "Brother has been away from them for a long time. If he wanted revenge, he would have come long ago. Besides, this Xiyi is tall and has a weird face, which can be easily recognized by ordinary people."

"Not from Xiyi!" Zheng Bu also echoed from the side.

"Brother, do you still remember that salt merchant's battleship?"

"You mean"

Recalling the naval battle a few days ago, Zheng Zhilong still has lingering fears. More than 300 large and small warships of his navy were dispatched at once, and they sank a salt merchant's ship on the opposite side. He also sunk more than 50 ships because of this, which can be said to be a heavy loss. .

After so many years in the sea, I have never lost like this.

"But their ships are just like those of the Dutch. They have three masts and hard sails, and they sail very fast on the sea."

When he thought of this, no, Zheng Zhilong didn't want to mention this matter at all.

At this moment, the soldiers outside the door delivered a letter, saying that it was sent by a salt merchant. Zheng Zhilong opened the letter, but saw that it read:

Salt Merchant Qin Hao: Congratulations to Mr. Zheng for abandoning the dark side and turning to the bright side for being promoted to the rank of Commander-in-Chief of the Ming Dynasty Navy. However, you want to stop me from selling salt, but you are out of your mind. As the saying goes, destroying a person's wealth is like killing his parents. I don't want to lose my wealth, so naturally I will. Killed Mr. Zheng’s whole family.

By the way, I have also caught my younger brother Zheng Zhihu and his children in Taiwan. I hope Mr. Zheng will not blame me. I have no choice but to talk with Mr. Zheng if he wants to reconcile. But please Zheng Zhilong, Mr. Zheng, please hurry up. If you can bear the torture of having your wife and children separated, I don’t know if your whole family can bear it.

I hope it will be faster! Hurry up! Hurry up!

Perhaps because I felt it wasn't exciting enough, I included in the letter a family portrait of the Zheng family, young and old, using Western painting techniques. The expressions on everyone's faces could be seen gently, and almost no one was smiling. All looked sad.

"Ah!" Zheng Zhilong was mad, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was shaking.

Zheng Zhifeng and others glanced at the letter, their expressions changed, and they were as silent as cicadas.

Only Zheng Bu didn't know why and called "Uncle!"

Zheng Zhilong, who was in a state of madness, suddenly drew his sword and slashed away angrily. Zheng Bu, who was caught off guard, was chopped on the head with a sword, and blood splattered everywhere.

Zheng Zhilong kept slashing at him with one knife after another, roaring repeatedly: "What's the use of you trash? If you can't even defend your home, what's the use of you trash? You tell me, what's the use!" "

Zheng Bu was almost chopped into eight pieces. Zheng Zhifeng was so shocked that he stepped back repeatedly. It was not until Zheng Zhilong finished venting his anger and his mood stabilized a little that he cautiously said: "Brother, please calm down. I think this is just a way of provoking the salt merchant!"

Snapped! With a crisp sound, Zheng Zhilong slapped him in the face. Half of Zheng Zhifeng's face suddenly swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his mouth was filled with blood.

Zheng Zhilong still didn't understand his hatred, so he kicked him to the ground with a flying kick, and shouted: "Calm down your anger, calm down all the time, do you know where we are now!"

The navy was defeated in the naval battle and suffered a complete defeat on the road. The Zheng family's ten-year-old business in Taiwan was almost wiped out overnight, and his younger brother was even captured. As a result, there was basically no possibility of turning around.

"Then what should we do?" Zheng Zhifeng covered her red and swollen right face and looked at Zheng Zhilong with an aggrieved look.

Zheng Zhilong said solemnly: "What else can I do? Send someone to talk!"

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