Di Ming

Chapter 150 A person of poor character!
Hundreds of remaining troops in Manila laid down their arms and surrendered on the orders of Governor Count Gomez.

The Japanese pirates, who were willing to resist, could only reluctantly submit to the overwhelming superiority of the Daishan Army.

Zhu Yin immediately ordered that 500 soldiers from the Daishan Army remain at the port to guard the warships, while the remaining 1,500 or so soldiers entered the Governor's Mansion.

All 2,400 prisoners in the city were imprisoned in the St. Augustine's Cathedral in the city and were under strict guard.

With only a few dozen casualties, the Daishan Army captured Itte Island and Manila within ten days, achieving consecutive great victories!
Despite his young age and prodigious appearance, Zhu Yin won the hearts of more than two thousand soldiers and began to establish his authority as the military commander.

From Ding Huogen and Zhang Jia to ordinary soldiers, no one dared to look down on him.

However, most soldiers only knew that Zhu Yin was called Zhihu and thought his surname was Zhi.

Only a very few people, such as Ding Huogen, knew Zhu Yin's real name.

This is, of course, for the sake of secrecy.

After all, Zhu Yin still had to navigate the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty.

The first thing Zhu Yin did upon entering Manila was to announce, in the name of Lin Daoqian, that he would temporarily take over the power of Manila City.

They posted notices everywhere, demanding that the indigenous people and Han Chinese submit to the rule of the occupying forces.

Furthermore, it was specifically emphasized that young Han Chinese men who were willing to resist foreign barbarians could join the Lin family army.

It was subsequently announced that the property and ships owned by the Manila colonial authorities and Western merchants would be confiscated.

Only after he had completely taken control of the situation did Zhu Yin enter the magnificent Governor's Palace, Santiago Castle.

The castle covers 150 acres and is in a typical European style, with its own gardens, council hall, governor's residence, ballroom, restaurant, library, and medical clinic...

There was even a bullring, a courtroom, and a dungeon that served as a prison.

Although it was called the Governor's Mansion, it was actually a small city with all the necessary functions.

Zhu Yin entered the governor's residence of Gomez, and before he could even examine the archives there, someone came to report a new discovery.

"General, General, there are two or three hundred people imprisoned in the dungeon, most of them are Han Chinese, and a few are Luzon barbarians."

“More than half a month ago, they gathered more than a thousand men to attack Manila, attempting to kill the foreigners in the city. As a result, they were suppressed, leaving only two or three hundred men, but they still killed and wounded many foreign soldiers.”

"The foreign governor sentenced them all to death. The four ringleaders were sentenced to be impaled. The execution date was three days later."

Upon hearing this news, Zhu Yin immediately wanted to personally go to the dungeon to release these righteous men who were resisting the colonizers.

The main purpose, of course, is to win people's hearts.

Those who dare to resist powerful tyranny with force are the backbone of the people. Regardless of race, such people are courageous warriors.

Zhu Yin entered the gloomy dungeon and found it to be much larger than he had imagined.

Upon entering the dungeon, you are greeted by a giant cross.

A familiar statue, nailed to a cross.

Zhu Yin pointed to the statue of the crucified figure and said to those around him:
“Those are Western saints, but their saints are nailed there, which shows the hypocrisy in the bones of Westerners.”

Zhang Jia sneered, "These are crooked and heretical teachings that bewitch people. Should a sage suffer and endure hardship?"

Ning Caiwei couldn't help but chuckle to herself upon hearing Zhu Yin's words.

The dungeon was built using a huge ocean cave, and it contains many caves. Some of these caves are very small and deep.

As for the large caves, they were all used as prisons and were divided into different areas.

This dungeon, built over a decade ago, has imprisoned many resistance fighters. Batches of these fighters were executed, and the cumulative number is unknown.

This must be a very large number.

The "death row inmates" who haven't been executed yet are just lucky ones.

They saw a group of pirates escorting a richly dressed, masked child as they entered, and they couldn't help but turn their heads, their expressions a mixture of anticipation and doubt.

Zhu Yin stood on the base of the cross and said loudly:

"I have captured Manila! The foreign governor and officials are now my prisoners!"

"But my first priority is not to open the foreigners' treasure trove, but to rescue you! Your courage to defy the Governor-General's Office is far more valuable than gold and silver!"

"I risked my life to attack Manila today to save you all! I heard that your uprising failed and you will soon be executed by the foreigners, so I have no choice but to turn against them in advance!"

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but become excited, exchanging heartfelt glances.

They're rescued!
Listen to this small boat owner; he came to attack Manila to save everyone!

This is a life-saving grace, a truly boundless act of kindness.

More than half a month ago, they could no longer tolerate it and gathered together to fight back at the risk of their lives, having already disregarded their own safety at that time.

After being captured, the foreigners sentenced them to death, and they had no hope of being saved.

Who would have thought that he would be saved just three days before his execution!
While the Han Chinese prisoners were certainly excited, even the fifty or sixty native prisoners who couldn't understand Chinese understood Zhu Yin's meaning.

Seeing the grateful and delighted expressions on everyone's faces, Zhu Yin continued emotionally:

"You have all suffered! I will avenge you and avenge the fallen heroes! The grievances have their perpetrators, and the debts have their debtors. Manila is now in our hands, and we will give you an explanation!"

At this point in Zhu Yin's speech, the two or three hundred prisoners became even more agitated.

"Thank you so much, Boat Owner!"

"Your kindness is like a second birth, your virtue is like two heavens! The boat owner is so benevolent and righteous!"

"From this day forward, our lives belong to the little captain!"

The Pisajyan people of Luzon, who practice shamanism, also shouted in a barbarian language: "Tiger God! Tiger God!"

The Pisanyan people believe in animism and shamanism, and they revere tigers. The tiger god is their protector, so they regard the one who saves their life as "Tiger God".

The Pisajyan people, who are semi-fishermen and semi-farmers, are the most fierce and warlike of the indigenous tribes of Luzon. Legend has it that the Pisajyan people migrated to Luzon from China.

Although Zhu Yin enjoyed studying minority languages, he did not understand the Pissayang language, but he knew its meaning.

The leader of the Pisan rebels, who had been sentenced to death by stake by the Spanish governor, stood up and said in broken Chinese:
"Tiger God, thank you for saving us."

For many years, the people of Pisa and Han Chinese immigrants have lived together and have been influenced by Han culture. A few of them can even speak a few words of Chinese.

Tiger God?
Zhu Yin was taken aback upon hearing this. He then realized that the Philippines at this time was not like later generations; many Luzon people still practiced primitive religions (shamanism), second only to Islam.

Tigers were once a part of the Philippines, and many tribes worshipped tiger gods.

The leader of the indigenous rebels was in his early twenties. He was not tall, but he was exceptionally strong, with a face like a stone sculpture, exuding an aura of resilience and strength.

He looks like a formidable person.

However, his body was covered in wounds, all of which were inflamed, clearly indicating that he had been tortured.

Zhu Yin asked, "What's your name?"

The man knelt down, placed his hands on his chest, and said in a devout tone, "Tiger God, my name is Tado A'an."

"Get up." Zhu Yin became interested in this Tado A'tong. "Why do you want to rebel against the foreign barbarians?"

Tado A'en looked grief-stricken and did not answer for a moment.

A Han Chinese rebel leader, who was also badly wounded, immediately said:

“Little boat owner, Tadoaro is the chieftain of Tadoro. His parents and many of his people died at the hands of the foreign barbarians.”

“More than half a month ago, he led more than two hundred people in an uprising, but now only more than fifty people remain.”

Zhu Yin couldn't help but feel a little sorry for them. An entire tribe, and only this many people remained.

Zhu Yin asked the Han Chinese rebel leader, "What is your name? And why did you start this uprising?"

“Replying to the boat owner,” the other party bowed, “I am Ye Kuan, a native of Guangdong. More than ten years ago, my land was seized by a powerful clan, and I drifted across the ocean with my family to Luzon.”

“Originally, I could have survived with just my two hands. But the foreign barbarians levied exorbitant taxes and bullied us in every way. Not only did they collect four times the usual taxes, but they also forced us to do manual labor, cut down large trees, quarry stone, build ships, and construct cities.”

"Even worse, these foreign barbarians raped Han women and abducted them to be their concubines. Their crimes are heinous and outrageous!"

"We've had enough! Let's gather the bravest among us and, even at the risk of our lives, take them down!"

As Ye Kuan finished speaking, he suddenly coughed, his face turning red.

Judging from the appearance, his wound is severely inflamed, which has led to lung disease. Like Tado A'en, he may not survive.

In ancient times, without antibiotics, many people died from infected wounds.

Zhu Yin ordered, "Release them from prison, give them a full meal, and change their clothes. If they need medical treatment, let the doctors among the prisoners treat them."

"They are our own people, so we should take good care of them."

Upon hearing this, Ye Kuan, Taduo A'an, and the others had no choice but to bow down again in gratitude.

Zhu Yin did not leave the dungeon immediately. His spy instincts told him that this dungeon, formed by a natural marine cave, might have other uses.

Deep inside the dungeon, Zhu Yin discovered a small, deep, and dark cave, like a passageway. It could only accommodate one person at a time.

"Someone, send a few men with torches to go in and check," Zhu Yin ordered.

Soon, several soldiers lit torches, took up steel knives, and carefully entered.

After a while, the group finally came out.

"General, this cave is more than a mile deep, but there's nothing there."

When Zhu Yin heard that the cave was more than a mile deep, he was intrigued.

"I gonna go see."

Zhu Yin then led a few people inside himself.

They walked a distance of one and a half miles, like a deer crouching on a crane, before finally reaching the end of the cave.

Zhu Yin pondered that since the cave was winding, it should still be within the city limits and had not yet left the city.

But if you dig straight out from this place, you can definitely get out of the east city wall after digging for at most half a mile.

If you dig for one mile, you should be able to reach the west bank of the Pasi River.

Although the cave is mainly composed of stone walls, there are places where there are no stone walls and you can dig in.

Zhu Yin quickly calculated in his mind: as long as a few hundred people work for three days, they can dig from this hole to the riverbank outside the city!
It's done!

Zhu Yin's plan was, of course, to leave a killer move for the next attack on Manila.

It's easiest to set things up while we're still in the city. It will be much more difficult once we leave the city.

The Daishan Army will not have the strength to occupy Manila for at least a few years, and will withdraw in a few days.

Because the Portuguese Governor-General of Goa, India, had a Western fleet of several thousand men, which was much stronger than that of the Governor-General of the East India (the Governor-General of Luzon)!

Today, Portugal belongs to the Spanish Empire, and the King of Spain is also the King of Portugal. The Viceroy of Portugal and India is naturally appointed by the King of Spain.

Portugal possessed numerous colonies in Southeast Asia. However, at this time, Portugal was subservient to Spain. Its colonies were essentially Spanish colonies.

Spain will absolutely not give up Luzon. The Portuguese governor-general will definitely send troops to retake Manila. Spanish reinforcements will also arrive in droves.

The Daishan Army is not yet strong enough to contend with the Portuguese-Indian Governor-General, at least not now.

Even if we win, the losses will be enormous.

Moreover, the Taishan Army, having occupied Manila, also needs to suppress the indigenous resistance, which will lead to a situation where one aspect is neglected while another is addressed.

Therefore, Zhu Yin and Qi Jiguang had already decided that they would not occupy Manila this time.

Since they won't capture it this time, there will definitely be a second attack on Manila.

This tunnel was prepared for the next attack on Manila.

As for when the next one will be, it will probably be within ten days.

Once everyone was released from the dungeon, Zhu Yin immediately sealed it off.

After returning to the governor's residence, Zhu Yin discussed the matter with Qi Jiguang and others for a while, and then issued an order:
"Order the four hundred disarmed prisoners of war, whether they were foreign soldiers, Japanese mercenaries, or native servants, to be imprisoned in the dungeon."

After the order was sent out, Qi Jiguang couldn't help but laugh:
"Child Tiger, your move is truly insidious. First, a public scheme, then a treacherous one; these foreigners are in deep trouble."

Ding Huogen and the others couldn't help but be sincerely impressed. This move seemed so simple and easy, so why couldn't they have thought of it, while the ten-year-old Jie Shuai could?
This is a born general! Few child prodigies throughout history have been able to match him.

Soon, the prisoners of war were taken out of St. Augustine's Cathedral and locked in the dungeon.

Then, their hands, accustomed to wielding weapons of murder, took up shovels and hoes.

Then, under the strict supervision of a large number of Daishan soldiers, they began digging tunnels, heading directly east. The soil was temporarily piled up in the dungeon.

...While the prisoners of war were secretly digging dug dungeons, Zhu Yin and others were taking stock of their spoils after the city fell.

The harvest was far greater than that of Ithaca!
In terms of weaponry, more than a hundred city defense cannons weighing over twelve pounds were captured and all of them were loaded onto warships.

The Governor's Armory also houses over a thousand brand-new matchlock muskets, representing the pinnacle of modern European firearms craftsmanship.

At this time, flintlock muskets were still not fully developed. The best standard individual weapon was still this type of matchlock musket.

There were also dozens of expensive and exquisitely crafted gear-type handguns, which were generally the sidearms of nobles and high-ranking officers, and can be considered the earliest "pistols".

In addition to weapons, there were over 500,000 Spanish silver coins (Eagle Dollars) and over 25,000 Spanish gold coins!
There is also a large quantity of jewelry whose value is difficult to assess.

As for grain, cloth, and other supplies, they were piled up like mountains, with a value of at least 500,000 taels.

A rough estimate puts the value of the spoils seized in Manila at over two million taels of silver!

Including the spoils from Itte Island, the total gain is certainly three million taels.

After the numbers were tallied, everyone, including Qi Jiguang, was overwhelmed with excitement.

"Haha..." Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter, clapping and cheering.

However, Zhu Yin was only excited for a short while before quickly regaining his composure.

A gain worth three million sounds like a huge windfall.

But then he thought about it again and realized it really wasn't much.

More than twenty years ago, during the Jiajing reign when gold and silver were even scarcer, Yan Song's assets exceeded three million, not counting land and shops.

More than a decade ago, the powerful eunuch Feng Bao had his home ransacked, and the gold and silver alone amounted to more than four million taels.

More than seventy years ago, Liu Jin had at least ten million taels of silver (historical records state 12 million taels of gold and more than 200 million taels of silver, but this is not accepted).

Decades later, Li Zicheng stormed Beijing, interrogated officials, and found 70 million taels of silver.

He seized an island and a city. But the gold, silver, weapons, and supplies combined were valued at three million taels of silver. Was that a lot?

not much.

There is absolutely no reason to be proud.

Seeing Zhu Yin's calm expression, Qi Jiguang couldn't help but ask:
"Chih-hu, you're too calm! With such a huge sum of money, how come you're acting like nothing happened?"

Ding Huogen and others felt that Zhu Yin was extraordinary.

Their faces were practically frozen with laughter, but Xiao Jieshuai remained completely calm and collected.

Zhu Yin laughed and said, "Father, do you really think that's too much? If our Daishan Army expands to five thousand, the total annual military expenditure will be at least two hundred thousand taels."

"These items, worth three million taels, mostly consist of jewelry and luxury goods, and they need to be sold to be of any use."

"The military expenditure in the first year will be more than 200,000. If we expand the army to 5,000 next year, the first year will cost at least 300,000 to 400,000. Unless we give up the cavalry."

"Cavalrymen need at least three years of training before they can be put to good use. Building up cavalry should not be delayed; of course, the sooner the better."

Ding Huogen said, "We can't do without cavalry! Our Daishan Army can't keep fighting naval battles forever. If we want to conquer Japan, Annam, or Burma in the future, without cavalry we can only engage in small-scale skirmishes."

Qi Jiguang nodded and said, "If we expand the army by 5,000, we will need several thousand sets of armor. Just the production of armor alone will cost about 30,000 to 40,000 taels of silver."

“We can’t just have ships without horses. Even if we only build a thousand cavalry, we’ll need two thousand warhorses, which will cost another thirty or forty thousand taels.”

"Each warhorse consumes at least twenty taels of fodder per year, which adds up to forty thousand taels. And that doesn't even include the cost of replenishing the fodder when warhorses die of illness."

“Chih-hu was right. If we expand the army by 5,000 and form 1,000 cavalry, it will cost 300,000 to 400,000 taels of silver in the first year.”

Zhu Yin said, "This is only an expansion of five thousand troops. What if we had ten thousand, or twenty thousand?"

Qi Jiguang thought for a moment, "The Daishan Army needs at least 20,000 troops on land and sea to attack Japan in the north, attack Southeast Asia in the south, and protect the vast sea borders of the Ming Dynasty."

"We'll expand the army by 5,000 next year, 10,000 within three years, and 20,000 within five years. If we calculate it this way, we'll run out of money again in three to five years at most."

Zhu Yin laughed and said, "If we run out, we'll just rob again! We'll collect protection money at sea! As long as we have 20,000 troops in our hands, not only will the Ming Dynasty's coastal areas be peaceful, but even if there are troubles at home, we can also purge the court of corrupt officials and quell rebellions."

When Qi Jiguang heard about "purging the court of corrupt officials and quelling the rebellion," his brow twitched, and he gave Zhu Yin a deep look.

Then he shook his head, realizing he was overthinking it.

He trained the Daishan Army to defend the Ming Dynasty's coastal borders and deal with Japanese pirates, foreign barbarians, and piracy, not to rebel.

The Qi family had been supported by the Ming dynasty for generations, and their ancestor was a personal guard of the Taizu Emperor. Naturally, they had to be loyal to the Ming dynasty and the Zhu family.

After the group finished counting the spoils of war, Zhu Yin asked Qi Jiguang to distribute dozens of exquisite hand cannons.

These pistols, about a foot long, are excellent weapons for self-defense.

At that moment, Qi Jiguang took a pair for himself and gave one pair each to Zhu Yin, Ning Caiwei, Ding Huogen, and Zhang Cha.

The remaining dozen or so people each received one.

.........

While Zhu Yin and other "big shots" were busy with important matters, Ning Qingchen kept pestering Ning Caiwei to take him to find the cinchona tree.

Ning Caiwei had no choice but to take her to find it.

After arriving at the garden, the two looked around but found nothing.

But Ning Qingchen was still not giving up.

"Try looking in the outer city gardens! The gardens there should be even bigger!"

Ning Caiwei had no choice but to take her sister out of Santiago Castle and into the City Gardens near the Cathedral of St. Augustine.

The garden was filled with various green plants and flowers. Unfortunately, Ning Qingchen still couldn't find the cinchona tree she recognized.

"Never mind, there really aren't any left," Ning Caiwei said disappointedly. "The Spanish probably haven't brought this tree to Luzon yet."

"No!" Ning Qingchen said somewhat obsessively, "We haven't even looked for private courtyards yet! We have to search every single white person's yard!"

Ning Caiwei was speechless. "There are so many private courtyards in the city, are you going to search for them all one by one? Sister, time is also a cost. This kind of investment is not worthwhile, and the chances of success are too small."

Ning Qingchen clenched her little pink fists. "I must find it. If you really care about my feelings, take me with you!"

Ning Caiwei had no choice but to take her along, and also called Hongying and the others, to search every white mansion.

The owners of all the courtyards were captured and imprisoned in the Church of St. Augustine, leaving the courtyards empty.

Most yards don't have any greenery; only a few do. The larger the yard, the more likely it is to have greenery.

They searched dozens of courtyards, spending two hours, but still couldn't find it.

Ning Caiwei tried to end it several times, but was stopped by Ning Qingchen, who was unwilling to give up.

At three quarters past 3 PM, as the group entered a courtyard, Ning Qingchen's eyes were immediately fixed on a small tree that was more than five feet tall.

Cinchona tree!

Because Hongying and others were present, she refrained from speaking, but instead held her sister's hand tightly, her face flushed.

Ning Caiwei immediately realized that they had truly found the cinchona tree!
.........

"What? You really found it?"

Inside the study of the governor's residence, Zhu Yin heard this good news and was somewhat incredulous at first.

Looking at the beautiful green plant that had been moved to the official residence, he couldn't help but ask:
"Is it really a cinchona tree? It's beautiful, but..."

Ning Caiwei shook her head, "I don't know either. But Qingchen said it's a cinchona tree."

“Exactly!” Ning Qingchen said in a childish voice, “When I was in school, I did related experiments, using primitive methods to extract quinine, so of course I’m very familiar with this tree!”

"I can tell it's it just by smelling it!"

Seeing her unwavering certainty, Zhu Yin had no more doubts. He happily patted Ning Qingchen's head and smiled:

"Great job, Dr. Ning! You've done a tremendous service! On behalf of the people of the Ming Dynasty, thank you!"

"This tree is no longer called the Cinchona Tree; from now on, it will be called the Cleansing Tree! And the quinine you extract will be called Cleansing Frost!"

"Really?" Ning Qingchen couldn't help but hug Zhu Yin excitedly. "Qingchen Tree! Qingchen Frost! These two names are so nice! Little Tiger, you're so sensible."

Ning Caiwei rolled her eyes, but she was secretly delighted.

Even Little Black was wagging its tail happily.

.........

On the third day, Zhu Yin and the Ning sisters were chatting when Ding Hongying suddenly came in and said:
"Uncle Tiger, Aunt Ning, two of the released rebels had been tortured before. Their wounds are red and swollen, they have a persistent high fever, and they have difficulty breathing. Even the foreign doctors couldn't cure them. They probably won't make it."

Zhu Yin immediately knew that it was Ye Kuan and Taduo A'an.

The two men have been severely tortured, and it is truly remarkable that they have survived until now.

"Understood." Zhu Yin nodded. "Go ahead and get busy."

After Ding Hongying left, Ning Qingchen immediately said, "Save her! Use antibiotics! One tablet is enough!"

Ning Caiwei hesitated for a moment, "Sister, we only have seventy-two tablets left of all our antibiotics. Every one we use is one less."

"But there are more than two thousand soldiers in the Daishan Army. Are you sure you want to save them? If the soldiers get wounded and infected on the battlefield, how many antibiotics will they need?"

"Save them!" Ning Qingchen said without hesitation. "Medicine is for saving lives! Medicine that doesn't save lives is worthless!"

Zhu Yin said, "Listen to Dr. Ning, let's save them. Those two people are very useful and valuable."

Ning Qingchen was about to praise Zhu Yin for being sensible, but upon hearing the second half of his sentence, she immediately clenched her little fists and exclaimed:
"Little Tiger! How could you be like her! What do you mean by 'not lacking in usefulness'? Does it mean that if you're not useful, you should just watch the patient die?"

"Your character and moral integrity have truly disappointed me! You... have terrible character!"

"Bad character?" Ning Caiwei rubbed her forehead helplessly.

"Okay, okay!" Zhu Yin quickly admitted his mistake. "I was too opportunistic and had a bad character. Dr. Ning is the most virtuous and upright person."

Ning Qingchen gave a soft snort and strode over to the medicine box to get the medicine.

Of course, she had to bring her precious medicine kit with her on this mission.

She took out two streptomycin pills for inflammation and said in a childish voice:

"They had difficulty breathing due to a bacterial infection caused by external injury, so streptomycin would definitely be helpful. In ancient times, one pill should have been enough."

Zhu Yin smiled as he accepted the medicine. "It's truly precious. One pill is worth a life."

Zhu Yin, carrying medicine, rushed to the garden where the rebels were temporarily housed. He saw the foreign doctor among the prisoners, who was helpless and looked terrified.

Ye Kuan and Taduo A'an lay on the bed, struggling to breathe, their wounds swollen and oozing, with flies constantly buzzing around them.

A group of rebels surrounded the two men, shooing away flies for them while sighing and complaining.

When everyone saw Zhu Yin enter, they immediately bowed respectfully.

Ye Kuan and Taduo A'an also struggled to get up.

"No need for formalities." Zhu Yin waved his hand like a little adult and took out two pills.

"Ye Kuan, Taduo A'en, this is my family's heirloom medicine. Unfortunately, this is the last one left, and it is extremely precious."

"I don't know if it will work, but I can't just watch you die of illness. Take this medicine; if it works, it's worth a thousand pieces of gold."

Everyone was amazed to see that the medicine was so exquisite, unlike anything they had ever seen before.

"Thank you, Captain Xie, for the medicine. This precious medicine is extremely valuable..."

Ye Kuan dared not accept it. Tado A'an, moved, also dared not accept it.

"No matter how precious the medicine is, it's not worth as much as your two lives. Take it and drink it now."

Zhu Yin immediately made the two of them take the medicine.

Then, without waiting for the medication to take effect, he left the ward amidst the grateful gazes of everyone.

Hidden strength and name.

Zhu Yin had just returned to the governor's residence when Mech came to report:

"Erzhen, the tunnel has been dug, and the exit is on the riverbank east of the city. All the soil has been transported into the river, and the traces have been erased. What should be done with the four hundred prisoners of war who dug the tunnel?"

Zhu Yin narrowed his eyes: "How should we deal with it? Execute it secretly, of course. Throw the body into the sea at night, and don't make a fuss about it."

"Whoo!"

P.S.: This is a long chapter of over 7,000 words! Sigh, I still have one more chapter to write about Manila. I'll definitely finish this task tomorrow. Thank you, goodnight!

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