The lost lamb?

Chen Mu grinded his beard and ignored the glare of Davega's eyes that almost spurted out of fire, and was silent for a long time. Bishop Canelo stood stiffly on the side of the long table with his arms open, Pereira's eyes swaying left and right three times with his head.

bass.

He heard Long Junxiong, who was standing behind him, bounce his thumb and snorting at the soldier Davega with disdain and raised his right hand to stop the general. Chen Mu frowned and asked Pereira and Canero: "I thought our relationship was close enough. In fact, I have a little understanding of your church."

Let’s take a look, this extremely arrogant and wise man’s shame has appeared again!

"If I let you change your faith and throw it into the arms of my ancestors, you may think about drawing your sword and killing me?" Chen Mu pointed at Davega frivolously and shook his fingers and said, "Let's relax, I treat Franchise as a friend and will not treat you. Meditation is not rude, but just thinking about whether I will join if your church does not have this Lord."

"In your faith, a great flood of sin has occurred in the past. Your ancestors asked God and worship Buddha. The omnipotent Lord gave you a big ship called Noah, carrying pigs, cattle, sheep, birds and fresh water. Seven days later you survived and reproductively. Whenever you are lost, faith will guide you to find peace in your heart."

Chen Mu spoke very seriously, and even stood up and took a deep breath, nodding without hiding his respect, "Very good, this is a good faith."

"Do you want to hear my faith? It happened to the land you trampled under your feet, further north, there is a big river, which is thousands of miles long and thousands of feet wide. This story begins with the flood that flooded the world. When it breaks, people say that it is a rolling dragon between heaven and earth."

"Zhao Li suffered a disaster, and my ancestors did not worship anyone. They drew nine provinces, spread the rivers, and strangled the dragon heads to make the floods use for me!"

"In our story, there is no need to worship gods and Buddhas. If the sky leaks, it will be repaired by itself. If the mountains block the way, the descendants will be chiseled. The sea will be filled day and night. People will sacrifice their lives to save others. If there is a chance-"

Chen Mu said to Bishop Canelo: "If you have the chance, you should really go to the north to see. In every village and city of beautiful rivers and mountains, there are countless ancestral halls and archways. When you achieve things that are beyond the reach of ordinary people, even if you die for it, your descendants will worship incense for many years. Your name and achievements will still be remembered by future generations after thousands of years."

"No one will forget you, just as you never forget your ancestors."

In the silence, Davega could not understand what the pagan said with excitement. He whispered a word but Chen Mu understood it, which meant that it was stupid.

"That's not stupid, it's just stupidity."

In Pereira's horrified eyes, the Ming Dynasty general with extremely irritable temper in his eyes turned out to be abnormal and nodded in agreement, and smiled, "You will know what stupidity is in a while."

Chen Mu was interrupted, but was not angry. He simply sat down calmly and spread his hands and said, "I have explained the matter of faith. You have also explained the matter of trade in Malacca. That is to say, if Chen does not join your religion, our ship will not be able to get the port in Malacca, and naturally there is no way to obtain trade. Is that what does it mean?"

"I'm very sorry, General." Bishop Canelo's face was still bad, but he still maintained his bishop's demeanor. "This is also a deal. We need to spread the glory of the Lord on an unilluminated land. If you refuse to be baptized, we cannot promise to obtain it for you..."

Chen Mu waved his hand, still laughing, and said, "I understand that what you are talking about is actually just unilateral trade. You gained the power of Haojing Trade through small means and refused to go to Malacca for trade. I thought this was a transaction based on fairness. I was a little disappointed, but I was expecting it."

"What a pity, I don't want to be aggressive."

Chen Mu shook his head and turned his eyes firmly.

"Then my answer is that if the Ming people cannot trade in Malacca, I will report to the emperor to allow you to receive the same treatment in Haojing. In three months, I will confiscate all your shops and ships in Haojing, and give them magnanimously two blessed ships that can hold everyone. Depending on your attitude of leaving, I will decide whether the living person or the corpse put into the ship."

"The Ming Dynasty only cares whether they can get tariffs, and does not care whether the people who pay the tax are Franchise or the Japanese. I will send people to Luzon tomorrow to invite Franchisese there. They seem to be not the same country as you. This is best. I will ask them to continue trade on the island and continue to look for ways to enter Malacca in the future."

"I know that your governor may want to solve these things by war, which is exactly what I want. As long as you start a war, the Ming Dynasty's national gate will never be open to you. On the coast, only the Haojing can make you dock on the entire Ming Dynasty's long coastline."

"What's more, how many troops do you have in Malacca and India? Do you send those natives who are afraid of the Ming Dynasty? How many soldiers do you need to defeat my eight hundred subordinates, one thousand six hundred? or two thousand four hundred? or even more."

"I have at least three thousand flag troops and sixty warships ready to go, and are ready to invite more generals to the Ultimate or defeat you. Even if I cannot seize Malacca, believe me, from now on, Malacca to Nagasaki, whether the official army or the pirates, will not allow any merchant ship with your flag to pass through, and Malacca will no longer be able to deliver any goods and Kruzado to you."

"Friends, there is only one ship that can leave the port today. If the priest recorded everything that happened today, you can go to the port to board the ship and tell your governor in Malacca what happened here - whether to allow several small boats from the Ming Dynasty to arrive in Malacca trade; or to launch a war with many casualties and injuries at the cost of losing everything east of Malacca."

"If you want trade and don't have war, you need to ensure that Mingren gets the best care in Malacca, how do you take care of my people, and how do I take care of your people."

Chen Mu stood up, his hands stuck to the jade belt around his waist, and moved the muscles and bones of his neck with satisfaction. Then he looked at Davega, who didn't understand a word from beginning to end.

"Do you know, I think my tribe is very stupid! In Tuen Mun, the people there were displaced due to the invasion of Japanese pirates. I led a fleet to kill Japanese pirates. Someone built a temple for me. It was very small, only half a person tall. It carved General Chen and his servants with wood. The clumsy craftsman was not like at all, but it said, General Zhaoyong Chen Gong Temple."

"They offer fruit food incense every day, although very few, and although I can't eat it at all, my foolish people believe that I am the guardian god of Tuen Mun. When they are in danger, I will lead the fleet to kill all the enemies, either to save their lives or to avenge them, and for this they are willing to offer their own few foods."

"You are different. You are still so stupid without protecting God. Your God is not effective."

Chen Mu said the last sentence in Franji language, and opened the flint rod on the pistol with a thumbboard with a string. While speaking, he pointed at Davega, who was shocked and even helpless, looking at Pereira, "Pray for him, Father, the Lord is with you!"

Bang!

A sword was unsheathed and the bird gun was raised. Chen Mu shook the smoke of the gun and looked at the body in disgust.
Chapter completed!