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367. Give me a promotion certificate [1/2]

Zheng Zhifeng was clamoring to change his job and asked Yi Yun to give her a certificate of promotion for artillery. Of course, Yi Yun could not give it to him. His job was made by "striking the house and ascending". The other party must be his family. Zheng Zhifeng and his family can't fight together, which is absolutely impossible.

"I can't give it!" Yi Yun said truthfully: "I just gave it to your elder brother not long ago. I can only use the promotion certificate for my family!"

"Your is obviously an excuse!" Zheng Zhifeng's eyebrows stood up: "Isn't it just to take this excuse to cheat my elder brother and maid to take it back and do games like this? I've seen it a lot in the pirate's nest."

"It's not an excuse!" Yi Yun frowned and said, "I am the king of Jiashan and the king of Shanghai. What's the difficulty of wanting a few beautiful maids to play games? As long as I have this meaning, officials who want to send my maids can queue up from Shanghai to the imperial capital. Why do you need to cheat on your brother?"

"It's just a liar!" Zheng Zhifeng pouted, "These officials can only give you the maids of the Great Cute Country, but they can't give you the maids of Fusang... I don't believe you don't know how useful it is to be a maid! Women in Fusang have no status at all, and have a hundred times lower status than women in the Great Cute Country. They obey men. If you want her, she will not be able to go beyond her. They are respectful and docile as she is like a sheep. This thing is hard to find in the Great Cute Country."

"Oh? So the Fusang maid is very useful!" Yi Yun was overjoyed: "I really don't know this!" He turned to a Fusang maid next to him and said: "When the uncle takes a shower tonight, you need you to come in and serve! Are you willing?"

The Fusang maid is quite beautiful, a little bit like Ai Iijima. When she heard Yi Yun's words, she nodded obediently and said, "Of course I am willing. The prince can serve the maid anyway."

"The service I want is too much!" Yi Yun smiled wickedly, "Maybe you want to lick it all over your body and your toes."

The maid Fusang still said obediently: "My maid is the prince's member, and you can do anything for the prince."

"Ha!" Yi Yun was so happy. The Fusang maid was indeed obedient. If it were the maid of the Dameng Country, it would definitely be embarrassed and blushed and shy. Even if he wanted to, he would have to twist for a long time. The Fusang woman was as obedient as a sheep.

Zheng Zhifeng said, "Look, it's so useful. I'll give you twenty at once. You have to be so pleased. Give me a certificate of Zhang Jinsheng. I don't ask for much, just one, just turn me into an artillery."

"This is really not possible!" Yi Yun spread his hands: "I can only use it for my family, but I can only use it for my family. Come to my house to be a maid, and I will help you change your job as an artillery."

"What?" Zheng Zhifeng was furious and her eyebrows stood up: "I want my aunt to be a maid for you? Are you looking for death!"

"Sister!" Zheng Zhilong couldn't stand it anymore and waved his hand and said, "You are not an ignorant girl, a young lady, why don't you understand human relationship accidents? You can't force what your friend doesn't want to give you, otherwise it's yours."

Yi Yun laughed and said, "That's right, you are still old. Do you still understand the basic principles of being a human being?"

"What? Are you and I old?" Zheng Zhifeng was furious. The twenty-eight-year-old lady was very sensitive to age. When she heard that she was not old, she suddenly became furious.

"I'm not as old as you, you can't do it." Yi Yun shrugged.

"That's the same as the old man!" Zheng Zhifeng took off a bow from his back: "You're always, I'm going to fight with you. According to the pirate's rules, we will fight one by one, one by one, and fight one by one!"

"Stop making trouble. A second-level archer insists on duel with me. If you go out, I will bully people and be useless." Yi Yun's light flows, and various professions keep jumping up from his head. "Guard", "Tiger Guard", "Gun Soldier", "Architecture", "Taoist Master", "Swordsman", and colorful. They keep changing.

Zheng Zhifeng's mouth opened with a "ah". Seeing so many professions jumping around Yi Yun's head, she was shocked by Yi Yun's so many professions, and on the other hand, she was jealousy, envy, and hatred. She was just a "bow soldier". She wanted to change to a better profession but could not be obtained. This man had so many professions to play with... Why are people so unequal?

"You... you bully people!" Zheng Zhifeng's voice was filled with crying.

"Where did I bully people?" Yi Yun said helplessly: "It is because I don't want to bully you that I will show you my profession. Otherwise, if I fight one person and one boat, I will easily knock you down, that is bullying."

"You have so many professions and must have a lot of promotion certificates, why don't you give me one?" Zheng Zhifeng cried out: "Just want one, don't have too much... If you want money or boats, I'll give it to you. Otherwise, you can have a maid from Fusang. I'll take someone to Fusang to help you catch some."

"Well... I can only give it to my family!" Yi Yun spread his hands.

"Scammer, excuse!" Zheng Zhifeng cried.

Yi Yun smirked, then suddenly reached into his arms and touched him, "Let's do this, there is a promotion certificate that can be given to outsiders, I'll give it to you."

"Really?" Zheng Zhifeng turned to tears.

I saw Yi Yun touching her arms and really pulled out a golden promotion certificate, and casually put it on Zheng Zhifeng's hand and said, "Give it to you, you can change this profession, and it is guaranteed to be rare!"

Zheng Zhifeng took it happily and took it to her hands and saw it: "First-level...the eunuch is a certificate of promotion...the transfer conditions are men who don't have that...the profession obtained after the transfer is a first-level 'eunuch'..."

"Oh my mom!" Zheng Zhifeng shook his hand and threw it: "Take me some dirty things."

"Hey, don't throw it away, don't throw it away." Yi Yun quickly took it back and stuffed it into his arms: "It's such a waste of things. Such a good promotion certificate, why does it become dirty when it comes to your mouth? Cut! You and I have nothing to say."

"Bao, babe, babe, I hate you so much." Zheng Zhifeng jumped in anger.

At this time, Zheng Zhilong said again: "Sister, stop making trouble, that's not a dirty thing. Hundreds of years ago, our surname Zheng once produced a sailing hero named Zheng He. He led a huge fleet to the West and rush to the world seven times, and he was a eunuch. He had used the promotion certificate of the eunuch system. Moreover, according to him, he is a top master of the fifth-level eunuch system, so this thing is really not dirty. The key is whether the person who uses it has righteousness and whether the ambition is lofty. Eunuchs are not all bad people, don't just sweep them to death."

It turns out that there is Zheng He and Yi Yun have gained some knowledge in this world.

"Brother, I will help outsiders and ignore you." Zheng Zhifeng rolled off the side of the boat in a panic and jumped into the sea with a thud. The sea of ​​sand could not enter at all, and as soon as it entered, it was about to be torn apart by the sand. Yi Yun was startled. Unexpectedly, Zheng Zhifeng swam in the sea, and soon swam far away and boarded another boat in the distance. It turned out that this guy was wearing a perch leather suit...

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Just as Yi Yun and others laughed and headed towards the Penghu Islands with their huge fleet, on Magong Island, the main island of Penghu Island, a large group of Dutch people were also sitting together in the newly built Magong Fortress of the Dutch.

The person sitting first was a high-nosed Dutch. The guy was named Putmans, who was appointed by the Netherlands. The Dutch had handed over both Ryukyu Island and Penghu Islands to Putmans to Putmans for their responsibility, and was the highest military commander in the Far East.

The Dutch people are not as orderly as the Great Manchu Kingdom. According to their status, they are more casual. An officer shouted to Putmans: "Your Excellency, according to the news from Macau, the Southeast pirate Zheng Zhilong came to us and brought thousands of ships. How to deal with this battle?"

Putmans was a typical Western white man. At that time, Western white men had a nearly pathological sense of superiority. They always felt that white people were the best race in the world, and other races were monkeys. These guys were arrogant and prejudiced in their bones and disdained all non-white races. He snorted coldly: "Isn't Zheng Zhilong... that's the official Nicholas?"

Official Nicholas was named after Zheng Zhilong when he was translated by the Dutch.

Putmans smiled and said, "A mere translator turned into a pirate, and he was so laughed. Don't be afraid of him. If you give him a thousand sampans, you can't beat our Dutch warships."

The Dutch are not all like him, and there are also mature and persevering people. An officer said with a little respect: "Your Excellency, these are a thousand ships. Unlike the last Beiyang Fleet, we only have dozens of ships. We only have five Dutch sailing ships in our hands. Is the combat power a little weak?"

"Then transfer a few ships from Ryukyu's city!" Putmans waved indifferently and said, "Call our three large ships in Ryukyu, and there are hundreds of left-behind gunmen, which is a large army of eight warships and two thousand gunmen. The pirates of the Great Mansion must have never seen such a huge fleet. If we don't need to fight, they will scare them to death."

"Your Excellency, please be honest!" The experienced officer said seriously: "Eight warships and two thousand soldiers are indeed an amazing large fleet in the eyes of the Dutch, but in the Great Manchu Kingdom... this army can only be regarded as an extremely large unit, and we cannot scare the pirates."

"No matter how many fish and shrimp there are, they can't beat sharks!" Putmans waved impatiently, "We also defeated us when the emperor of the Da Meng Kingdom was personally expeditioned. Is the combat power of a group of pirates stronger than that of the emperor?"

As for him, other officers were not much better. At this time, the West was also in an era of imperial power supremacy. In their opinion, the king or emperor of a country represents the highest combat effectiveness of that country. Since he had defeated the imperial commander in person, there was really nothing to worry about.
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