I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Since the last time, they had a direct encounter with the Ming Dynasty's circumnavigation fleet led by Gu Yan.

It took another two weeks for the Spanish fleet led by Niels Rosen to arrive at the destination of their trip - Quanzhou Port.

Looking at the constant stream of merchant ships coming and going near Quanzhou Port, Nils couldn't help but put down the binoculars in his hand, and immediately said with emotion.

"God, is this the mysterious oriental country rich in silk, tea and porcelain?"

"The prosperity of the port here can be compared with Lisbon in Portugal!"

After finishing his emotion, Nils couldn't help feeling an inexplicable sense of mission in his heart. In his view, he had an obligation to spread the glory of Christianity to these pagans!
"Damn it, in such a prosperous and prosperous country, why didn't many missionaries be sent here to spread the glory of the Lord?"

"If I can be included in the Christian family, I will definitely be favored by God after Niels dies!"

Just as Niels was still thinking about how to persuade those bishops to send more missionaries to this mysterious eastern country when he returned, he heard an extremely panicked voice.

"Boss, look quickly, many battleships suddenly appeared on the opposite side, and the flags flying on those battleships are exactly the same as the fleet we encountered earlier!"

After listening to the report of his men, Niels suddenly felt like he was dead. Immediately, he snatched the monocular telescope from the hands of the sailors on the side and looked at the Ming army approaching them in the distance. Battleship!
There were about six warships of the Ming army, and the cannons on board were almost the same as the fleet that Nils had encountered at sea.

When Nils saw the blue flags hanging on those ships, the expression on his face suddenly became very ugly, because the flags flying on those battleships were exactly the same as the fleet he encountered not long ago!
As soon as he saw those flags, Niels could not help but think of the humiliation that the fleet had brought to him earlier.

"How can this group of damned heretics have such a powerful fleet!"

Just as Nils was still quite annoyed by this matter, he heard the panicked voices of the sailors on the deck: "Boss, it's not good, the cannon on the other side has already aimed at you!" We are here!"

When Nils heard this, he had no choice but to put down the binoculars in his hand, called the sailor who knew the semaphore over, and ordered.

"Fons, go and tell them that we have no malicious intentions!"

"Okay, boss!"

The sailor named Fons, after listening to Nils' order, immediately climbed onto the mast and began to wave the flag in his hand.

With the waving of the flag in Feng Si's hand, the ships on the opposite side, which were already ready for battle, turned their muzzles one after another, and returned to the port at an extremely slow speed.

Niels looked at the waving flag on the opposite ship, couldn't help but put down the binoculars in his hand, turned his gaze to the sailor named Fons, and asked.

"What do they mean?"

After listening to Nils' question, the sailor named Fons thought for a moment, then replied immediately.

"Boss, I guess the meaning of the other side should be, let's keep up!"

After listening to the sailor's answer, Nils waved his hand helplessly and gave an order.

"Follow those boats on the opposite side!"

Under Niels' order, the five Spanish fleet ships led by him began to line up and returned to the port together with the Ming army warships leading the way.

As soon as the ship arrived at the port and the sampan was laid, Nils and everyone on board were surrounded by heavily armed and armored Ming soldiers.

Niels looked at the ferocious Ming soldiers around him, and couldn't help showing a look of panic on his face, but he still mustered up his courage, stood up, and explained to the Ming soldiers.

"Who is your chief, let him come to see me, we have no malicious intentions, we just want to do business with you!"

The soldiers of the Ming army naturally couldn't understand what Niels was talking about, so they looked at each other for a long time.

Soon, Lu Yong, the leader of this team, realized that he had summoned the soldiers and ordered in a deep voice.

"Immediately report this matter to the magistrate, and say that there are Rakshasa people visiting at the port. In addition, go and invite someone who can understand Rakshasa language!"

"Yes, my lord!"

In fact, before coming here, Niels specially brought a few translators who could understand and speak Ming dialect.

But in the current situation, no one dared to act rashly. If they accidentally annoyed these soldiers, their fate would be unpredictable!

After that, Nils made repeated gestures, and finally made Lu Yong in front of him understand what he meant.

"You guys, follow him, if he makes any changes, shoot him to death!"

"Yes, my lord!"

In this way, under the guard of Ming soldiers, Nils called out the translators who could speak Ming dialect. At this moment, they were crouching in the corner of the ship tremblingly with their heads in their hands.

With the help of those translators who could speak Ming dialect, Lu Yong finally understood what Niels was trying to express.

"You mean to say that you have no malicious intentions. You are from the Kingdom of Spain. This time, you came here to trade with my Ming Dynasty and buy my silk, tea, and porcelain?"

Lu Yong's words quickly reached Niels' ears after being translated.

Niels nodded upon hearing this, and immediately turned his gaze to the translators, who spoke.

"Tell him, yes, we come with good intentions!"

Niels' words quickly reached Lu Yong's ears after being translated.

Hearing this, Lu Yong's expression softened somewhat, but even so, he still did not relax his vigilance against the Rakshasa people in front of him.

Afterwards, he turned his gaze to the translators, and then said.

"Tell him that my superior is on his way here, if you have anything to say, just tell him!"

After Lu Yong said this, he stopped talking and ordered his subordinates. Nils and his party were optimistic.

Undoubtedly, what Lu Yong said reached Niels's ears accurately, so even though he was impatient, he could only follow what Lu Yong said and obediently wait on the boat.

……

On the other side, Yang Zongtai, the prefect of Quanzhou, was handling the corresponding affairs in the government office as usual.

Since the last time the imperial court took action and wiped out the Maritime Trade Department in Quanzhou, the newly sent officials of the Maritime Trade Department are quite competent.

Perhaps it was because Yang Zongtai, the prefect of Quanzhou, personally led people to capture all the officials of the Maritime Trade Department last time.

These new officials from the Maritime Trade Department are extremely respectful to Yang Zongtai, and they are afraid that they will follow in the footsteps!
Just as Yang Zongtai put aside the processed official documents, there was a burst of hurried footsteps from outside the door.

Not long after, a subordinate staff member hurriedly entered the room and reported respectfully.

"Report to the magistrate, inspector Lu Yong sent someone to report that there are Raksha people visiting the port!" (End of this chapter)