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Chapter 512 Oh, take it away.

Zheng Zhilong was talking to himself as he walked out.

Although he was not facing himself, Franco knew that what he said was for himself.

Even if he was calm, he couldn't hold back at this moment.

A series of questions lingered in his mind.

Why did Ming know the situation in Europe so well?
What exactly is the cooperation they want?
Is it just to do business with Spain?
Zheng Zhilong said that he didn't know if the Dutch could afford to hire the First Fleet. Could it be that the two of them have already joined forces?

Thinking of this, Franco felt restless.

If the Dutch really gritted their teeth and hired Ming's steel fleet, wouldn't they want to fight whoever they wanted at sea?Not to mention their Spain, even if all the sea power in Europe is tied together, it may not be enough for them to fight.

Franco just sat on the chair in a daze, waiting until night fell before he realized it.

The servant who had been waiting for a long time saw that he had moved, so he coughed lightly and invited him to dinner.

"Where is your general?"

At this time, where did Franco still eat, he opened his mouth and asked where Zheng Zhilong was.

"Well, Zongbing Zheng's whereabouts are not something we servants can know."

"He doesn't live here?"

"Live here."

"Then where is his bedroom?"

"Inner courtyard."

Franco walked towards the inner courtyard after listening, followed by the interpreter specially arranged by Zheng Zhilong.

He is familiar with this place.

As long as Zheng Zhilong lives here, there is no reason why he can't find it.

But as soon as the two reached the gate of the inner courtyard, they were stopped by the guards at the gate.

"You can't go in."

"why?"

"In the middle of the night, in the important place of the inner courtyard, where the family of the chief soldier lives, how can anyone enter if they want?" The guard looked contemptuous, barbarians are barbarians, and they don't even understand the rules.

"Where is Mr. Zheng?"

"It's inside."

"Can you make a report for me? Just say that I have something very urgent to discuss with him!"

"Oh."

Oh?
Oh what do you mean?
Franco stared blankly at the guard standing motionless.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"Didn't I ask to see Mr. Zheng?"

"I know, I will tell the chief soldier."

"Then you go and tell me?"

"Who will stand guard when I go? What if some young people take the opportunity to sneak in?"

As he said that, the guard looked Franco up and down, as if he was the one he was talking about.

"Then when are you going to tell Mr. Zheng?"

"Wait for the changing of the guard."

"When will the guard change?"

"After the night shift brother comes."

"When will your night shift brother come?"

"Changing of the guard at Haishi."

"Hai Shi?"

Franco silently calculated in his heart, there is still more than an hour.

He forgot left and right, planning to find a place to wait.

Seeing a stone pier next to the flower bed at the door, he walked over and sat down.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I'll sit here and wait."

"You can't sit down. At night, you have red hair and sit on the edge of the flower bed like a monster. What if you scare people?"

"Then where can I wait?"

"Don't wait here, this is my jurisdiction, I will be responsible for scaring people!"

I, Nima, I, Franco, have been known far and wide as a handsome man since I was a child, but you scare people with every mouthful!Are you polite or not?

He wanted to stay here and not leave, but saw that the guard's hand was already on the handle of the knife.There is a tendency to act if you don't leave.

"You really change the guard at the hour of the day?"

"Really, go back and wait, and come back at Haishi!"

Franco spent a long time. Seeing that there was no better way, he had no choice but to leave.

Returning to his residence, he filled his stomach with tea.Seeing that Haishi was approaching, he ran to the backyard a quarter of an hour earlier.

Huh?
Replaced?
"What?"

"I, I want to see Mr. Zheng!"

"See the chief soldier? Don't you know that this is the inner courtyard? It's the place where the chief soldier's family lives, how can you allow others to break into it casually?"

"But the brother who was on duty just now said he would help me with the report!"

"I don't know, you go to him."

"What about the others?"

"I'm laid off. Go back to sleep!"

"Isn't it the time of day?"

"It's not Haishi, I'm in a good mood today, I came two quarters of an hour early!"

"What about him?"

"Are you stupid? Didn't you just say that? He has already gone back to sleep!"

"I'm asking if he has sued Mr. Zheng for me. I have something to discuss with him!"

"How do I know? You ask him!"

"Fuck you, you bastards! Are you colluding to lie to me!? Ah!? You bastards of whores! Liars! You are all liars!"

Franco couldn't bear to yell anymore, obviously he was extremely angry.

He scolded happily, and what he said was not a good thing from the expression, the guard was unwilling, and asked the translator:

"What is this bastard red-haired devil talking about? Is he cursing?"

"Here, he's expressing anger."

"I am your ancestor!" The guard who received an affirmative answer immediately kicked over, hitting Franco in the stomach.Franco scolded Zheng Huan, caught off guard and hunched down while clutching his stomach. The guard still refused to let go, and stepped forward to grab his hair and hit him with a knee!Franco screamed, and the nosebleed burst out instantly.

The guard was still puzzled and kicked Franco who fell to the ground.

Soldiers on duty in other places also rushed over when they heard the movement, and stopped the beating guards one after another.

"Kill me, kill me!"

Franco was beaten miserably, his heart was completely desperate, he lay on the ground and howled continuously.

"What's going on here?" A man who looked like the head of the guard asked.

"He wants to see the chief soldier."

"Oh, take it away!"

The guard leader nodded, and someone pulled Franco up from the ground.

Zheng Zhilong expected that Franco might meet with him, so he arranged for the people below. Anyway, we will talk about it tomorrow.Just drag him along.

Anyway, it's you who are anxious, not me. The more anxious you are, the easier it may be to talk about it.

So Zheng Zhilong soon knew what happened outside the door.

"Is it hard?"

"It's all flesh wounds."

"That's good, find a place to lock it up, and we'll talk about it tomorrow morning. Go."

"Yes."

Franco was thrown back to his bedroom. The poor man was lying on the bed staring blankly at the dark roof, and his thoughts had already drifted to nowhere.

who am I?
where am I?
Why am I still alive?

What is the meaning of my life?
That night, he didn't know if he slept or not.

Or somewhere between half asleep and half awake, in a trance.

Knowing that the morning sun penetrated into the bedroom through the crack of the door, Zheng Zhilong's anxious voice came from outside.

"Dear Franco! How are you!?"

(End of this chapter)