But this was the first time the emperor assigned him the task. Yang Lin had to do his best to complete it no matter how unwilling he was. Now he was finally going to the capital. Without having to face these blue-eyed and nose-absorbing people all day long, Yang Lin's mood improved again.

A Portuguese came to Yang Lin and said in unskilled Chinese: "Mr. Yang, our Portuguese soldiers are the best soldiers. It was wise for the Emperor of Ming Dynasty to hire us. We destroyed countless countries in the Black Continent. This time the Tatars are no longer our opponents."

The words of this Portuguese made Yang Lin feel bad again. From Oyster Mirror to Nanjing, the itinerary was not close all the way and was bored on the boat. The soldiers from both sides fought many times. The Portuguese relied on their tall people and large horses, and most of them had the upper hand. Although Yang Lin got out in person and won several Portuguese in a row, he could not change the fact that his subordinates failed.

"Sir, these ghosts won't really fight with us in the future, right?" a personal soldier couldn't help asking.

"It's not a ghost, we are Portuguese mercenaries, and the emperor of your country hired us." The Portuguese corrected it in a straightforward manner, and at the same time boasted about the Portuguese's brilliant achievements in Africa and other places in front of Yang Lin.

Unfortunately, this Portuguese was completely a conversation between chickens and ducks. Yang Lin didn't know where the Black Continent was. When he heard that Portugal could destroy a country with two or three hundred people, he looked down on it even more. Isn't it just to destroy some indigenous tribes? In a battle with the Ming Dynasty, there were tens of thousands of people and tens of thousands of people, it was impossible to raise any surface.

Now is the golden period of East-West trade, and the Portuguese have the convenience of occupying Macau, but not everyone can get rich. Many people simply run from China to Macau empty-handedly, fantasizing about getting rich overnight. But they have no capital. Even if there are opportunities everywhere, they can't do anything. They can only sell their labor for a meal. It's not a hard time, but it's very slim to become rich.

When they heard that they wanted to fight for the Ming emperor, and the price was very high, those Portugals, which had no capital, suddenly felt the opportunity came and signed up. As the only place of origin of tea, silk, and porcelain, in the eyes of the Portuguese, the Ming emperor was undoubtedly the richest person in the world. Since they were willing to fight for some small countries in Southeast Asia, why were they unwilling to fight for the Ming emperor? If they made military achievements, as long as the Ming emperor gave them a little tea, porcelain and other things casually, they could make a fortune.

This time, Tian Cheng accepted the emperor's will and basically recruited Portugal as long as he was willing to come, and even hired more than 400 people at once. There were only a few thousand Portuguese in Macau, and hundreds of people were sent at once, which made the labor price in Macau suddenly rise.

There are probably less than dozens of people who are truly military-born, but the Portuguese who can cross the ocean to Macau for opportunities are not good people. They are basically proficient in using muskets. If these more than 400 people are placed in Africa or Southeast Asia, they can completely destroy most countries.

Yang Lin admitted that his subordinates were not opponents of these ghosts in one-on-one situation, but in the Ming Dynasty, what can four hundred people do? He just had to endure the nagging of this Portuguese on the boat. If Yang Lin had watched the American Journey, he would definitely give this Portugal named Bugalu a nickname: Tang Monk.

"Sir, the pier has arrived."

A personal soldier rescued Yang Lin from the saliva of the Portuguese by the words of the man. Yang Lin immediately turned around and ordered: "Prepare to get off the boat." Leave Bugalu, who had been nagging in his ears.

"Tian Cheng should have arrived at the pier." Wang Fuku sat in the palace and asked to himself.

Wang Fu is still looking forward to what Tian Cheng brought back to him and wishes he could see it immediately. Unfortunately, as the emperor, he could not go to the dock to welcome Tian Cheng and the hired Portuguese.

Portugal had not yet completely declined at this time, and many of the most advanced European technologies, Portuguese also mastered it. The improvement of the Daming artillery casting technology was due to the red-clothed cannon purchased from Portugal. Compared with a large number of muskets and cannons, Wang Fu was more looking forward to Tian Cheng being able to buy more tools and machines for himself. Of course, the Qing army may go south at any time, and a large number of muskets and cannons were also needed by Wang Fu.

On the dock, as soon as three large Portuguese ships landed, both the Portuguese and the Ming sergeants walked down from the ship in a hurry. After sailing on the sea for so long, they were already tired of it. The Portuguese stepped onto the land and shouted happily.

Tian Cheng walked down from the largest Portuguese warship, and his mind was a little shaking. He saw two men wearing official uniforms coming to him. One of the elderly said: "Eunuch Tian, ​​the emperor has an order to let us welcome Eunuch Tian back here. The things that Eunuch Tian brought back can be taken over by us."

"Two are..." Tian Cheng asked in confusion.

"Oh, I am Song Yingxing, a member of the Ministry of Works, and this is Mr. Chen Rui and Chen, the chief general of the Yulin Wei."

"It turned out to be Lord Song and Lord Chen. Since that's the case, I wonder if there is the emperor's will?" Tian Cheng had a close relationship with the emperor, so he naturally would not value a small official like Yuanwailang and Qian Zong.

"Oh, of course there is." Song Yingxing took out the emperor's will. Tian Cheng quickly knelt down. After listening to Song Yingxing's reading, he got up and took it respectfully. After seeing the correct answer, he said, "Since the emperor has the order, our family will be happy and relaxed. The things are on the boat. The two adults will command the person to move."

"Okay, that's the official, I'll be missing for the time being." Song Yingxing said anxiously, waved his hand, and took hundreds of workers from the Military Weapon Bureau who had prepared for a long time to head towards several big ships.

From the time he learned that the emperor sent people to Macau to buy millions of silver from the Florians, Song Yingxing also felt like a cat to catch him, eager to know what Tian Cheng had bought. The Ming Dynasty was not unfamiliar with the Florians. During the Tianqi and Chongzhen periods, not only more than 20 technicians who were proficient in artillery were hired by the Ming army, but several Portuguese were also officials in the court and had close contact with Xu Guangqi, the important officials in the court, and they were also close to each other.

Although many officials still think that the Folang Jiren is a barbarian, they have to admit that these barbarians at least surpassed the Ming Dynasty in the use of artillery. With the advocacy of Xu Guangqi and others, a trend of Western learning emerged in the court. However, with the death of Xu Guangqi and the fall of Beijing, Western learning has gradually become unreferred.

In the eyes of the conservative scholars in Jiangnan, Western learning is just a few tricks and tricks that cannot be reached. Song Yingxing naturally would not think so. He had seen the red-clothed cannons cast by Portugal with his own eyes, and wanted to know what the Portuguese castings among such cannons was different from the Ming Dynasty.

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Chapter completed!