The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Niu Ben's ability is very strong, there is no doubt about it.

If it weren't for his strong ability, Sun Jie would not have chosen him as the captain to go to the Middle East.

But such a tough man knelt down in front of Sun Jie, crying loudly.

The place where Sun Jie works in Jinling is a small private house.

The house is not big, but the study is not small. The room next door is opened up, which is as big as three houses.

"Your Majesty, minister, I am incompetent, it is my incompetence! It is my fault that I have lost so many brothers with so many powerful weapons!"

Niu Ben knelt in front of Sun Jie, tears streaming down his face.

Although the clothes on his body were brand new, the skin that could not be covered was covered with scars.

These scars are a symbol of his journey and his conquests along the way.

From east to west, the road is more than difficult. It is already very good to be able to do this without supplies.

The loss was inevitable, it was not a loss because of him.

Sun Jie came to him and helped him up with his own hands.

"What does this have to do with you? You did a good job, really good. From east to west, the road was difficult, and you suffered countless hardships along the way. You did a good job!"

Sun Jie patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

Casualties are inevitable, especially in this day and age.

The population is sparsely populated, and most places are uninhabited areas.

Traveling through such a place, even those modern expeditions, can't guarantee that nothing will happen, let alone a bull run.

"Your Majesty, I have finished all the errands you entrusted to me!"

Niu Ben hastily took out a thick booklet from his arms.

The booklet is yellowed, but it is intact and there are few wrinkles. It can be seen that the booklet is well protected by him.

Sun Jie opened the booklet, and wherever he looked, there was a map marked with numerous marks.

From Chang'an to the Middle East, the geographical key points, dangerous terrain and oil production areas are clearly marked.

Even the things that happened in some places are accurately marked on it.

"Very good, well done, very good!"

Sun Jie closed the booklet and praised with a smile on his face.

With this booklet, Sun Jie can dig out oil and transport it back according to this booklet.

When wars are promoted from the era of cold weapons to the era of hot weapons, most of the outbreaks of wars are due to energy.

There is no doubt that Daqin has a vast area, but it is short of energy.

Although rich in coal, but little oil reserves.

In modern times, it can only be purchased through legal trade.

The money spent on these energy sources every year is a large sum.

Now that Sun Jie has the ability, of course he must snatch the major oil producing areas.

If you don't take these places over, you will be sorry for future generations.

It is ridiculous to talk about benevolence, justice and morality in the jungle society.

This booklet is the source of energy for the empire hundreds of years later, and the source of energy for future generations.

"You have suffered along the way"

Sun Jie sat down again, listening to what Niu Ben had seen and heard along the way and what he had encountered.

It lasted for more than an hour, and after Niu ran away, Zheng Zhilong also began to report to work.

Now the pension process is clear, and the families of the soldiers who died in battle can be properly settled. Sun Jie doesn't need to worry too much about this.

In fact, most of the work reported by Zheng Zhilong is understood by Sun Jie.

After all, every seven days, Zheng Zhilong would report to Sun Jie on the radio.

"You've done a good job in the West. I'm very satisfied with that. It's been really hard work for you all this way. Take a rest first and wait for my arrangements!" Sun Jie said.

Zheng Zhilong gave the order and retreated.

Not long after Zheng Zhilong left, a shy person came to Sun Jie.

This person is none other than Charles I who came here with Zheng Zhilong.

The main purpose of his visit this time was to meet Sun Jie.

It's nothing more than wanting to hold a thigh, and wait for Sun Jie to counterattack in the future.

It's a pity that his dream cannot be realized in this life.

Of course Sun Jie would fight back, but not for him.

Sun Jie was very interested in the first emperor in British history who was hanged by the parliament.

Charles I didn't care about his status as king at all. A powerful existence like Zheng Zhilong would bow his head to Sun Jie. How dare he, a fox who used Zheng Zhilong's power to pretend to be a tiger, dare to be arrogant in front of Sun Jie?

"Goodbye, goodbye, His Majesty the Emperor!"

Charles I's knees seemed to be nothing, and he knelt down straight.

Speaking clumsy Chinese, a little funny.

Along the way, he learned a lot of Chinese from Zheng Zhilong, and he was able to make some simple conversations.

Sun Jie originally wanted to say a few words in English, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea.

English was a lowly language in the Middle Ages.

The nobles basically don't talk much, only those lowly farmers or workers will use it.

It was not until the Age of Discovery and the Industrial Revolution that the status of English began to rise.

In essence, many words in English are imported.

After hundreds of years of development, modern English is very different from the English of this era.

Even if Sun Jie said it, Charles I might not understand it.

It is said that a considerable number of modern British people cannot read Shakespeare's books.

Shakespeare, that is, the people of this era.

"Okay, get up!" Sun Jie said.

"Why did you come here? What is the reason?" Sun Jie asked again.

Charles I thought for a while, and after organizing the language, he said with an extremely strange emphasis: "I came here to pay homage to the great emperor, but I didn't expect that the emperor was so young and so great. I was thinking, what if How great it would be if His Majesty the Emperor's great brilliance could always shine on the earth!"

"Pfft!"

Sun Jie laughed directly.

This man, apart from his sharp tongue, has almost no skills.

See people talking, see ghosts talking.

Now that Sun Jie is strong, he will say these words.

However, Sun Jie didn't have too many ideas, things in the world were just like this.

"Okay, I see, you go down!" Sun Jie waved his hand casually.

A little Charles I, Sun Jie really didn't care.

"Long live Your Majesty!"

Not knowing who he learned from, Charles I kowtowed again, and then left.

Seeing his funny look, Sun-jae smiled.

After everyone left, Sun Jie went to Hyundai.

Speaking of which, Sun Jie also goes back to modern times from time to time.

Today, he is not like when he first started the army, he has more spare time in his hands, and he can spare time.

Before, he placed a big order with Li Haiyang, which was to buy an old ocean-going freighter, and he didn't know how he was doing.

Ocean freighters, in modern times, are a way to measure the strength of a country's commercial trade.

But if it is placed in this era, it is a symbol of the strength of the Great Qin Empire.

The deterrent and shocking power brought by an ocean-going freighter is far from what other warships can bring.

Of course, Sun Jie would not transform an ocean-going freighter into a purely weaponized warship.

Such a good thing, of course, is transformed into an aircraft carrier.

Speaking of which, most of the aircraft carriers during World War II were transformed from transport ships.

Sun Jie's fighter planes are nothing more than some piston propeller planes. This kind of plane does not have high requirements for the take-off environment and take-off speed.

The average length of aircraft carriers during World War II was about 150 meters.

Modern ocean-going freighters are basically over 200 meters long, which is completely sufficient according to the aircraft Sun Jie currently has.

With planes and tanks, when a fleet passes by, the West will be wiped out.

An aircraft carrier formation can directly overthrow the entire West.

Add tanks, infantry, etc., and the demise of the West is not a problem.

It is really not too simple to transform a World War II aircraft carrier with an ocean-going freighter.

In a shipyard in a small unremarkable city on the coast of the South China Sea, Sun Jie stood on the pier, looking at an ocean-going cargo ship docked on the dock, his eyes were full of fiery light.

Li Haiyang stood next to Sun Jie, pointed to the ocean-going freighter in front of him, and said, "This freighter was bought from Bangzi Country. It was built in the 80s and 210s of the last century. It is 55 meters long and [-] meters wide. It is a scrap ship." , I was supposed to drag it to Ah San for dismantling, but I cut it off later.

However, basically everything that can be dismantled on this ocean-going freighter has been dismantled, leaving only the power facilities.If the transformation is carried out according to your method, it will take more than half a year if it is fast, and more than a year if it is slow! "

In today's world, a 200-meter-long ocean-going freighter is really not that big.

Like those oil tankers, there are even more than 400 meters long.

But this kind of freighter is basically only built in recent years, and there are almost no second-hand ones.

Besides, buying a brand new second-hand freighter not only takes time, but also costs money. For Sun Jie now, it is completely unnecessary.

As for the ocean-going freighter with a length of more than 400 meters, it is really unnecessary for Sun Jie at present.

There is actually no difference between 200 meters long and 400 meters long.

Anyway, the enemy can't beat it, and the enemy is not an opponent.

"Do it well, just follow what I said before, the money will not be short of you, but you must be serious, and there must be no accidents. I will come to pick it up when the time comes!" Sun Jie said.

Li Haiyang nodded.

As for what Sun Jie wanted this kind of boat for, he didn't ask much.

Just do a good job in business, don't worry about it.

Besides, if what you say is wrong and the customer is dissatisfied, and you don't do business with him in the future, what's the deal?
Li Haiyang is very smart, and never asks questions that should not be asked.

Sun Jie took a few steps forward, admiring the big guy up close.

Orange spray, like fire.

Even though it was full of rust, it was still a treasure in Sun Jie's eyes.

The oil fields in the Middle East are about to be acquired, and there will be no shortage of oil in the future, and there is no need to worry about not being able to support such a big guy.

As for transporting oil back, Sun Jie already had a choice in mind.

That is to mobilize the masses and use the power of commerce to transport back.

Drilling wells are erected there in the Middle East, and oil fields are exploited.

Huge profits will attract a large number of people, and businessmen will flock to it.

Merchants transport the oil domestically and then ship the product there.

Come and go, earn two cents.

That's how the economy was born.

When the time comes, someone will naturally stay there.

This is exactly what Sun Jie likes.

It is certainly useful to use strong means to immigrate, but it can be a waste of people and money, and there will be endless troubles.

What Sun Jie wants is for the common people to leave the country spontaneously, and to cultivate their spirit of daring to fight.

In fact, the people in China have always had an adventurous spirit. From the tiny land back then to an area of ​​more than 900 million square kilometers, they were all beaten down with their fists.

I don't know which one who kills thousands of knives is stupid, what is said, domestic people are not as good as foreigners, saying that they have no adventurous spirit.

What a joke, when the domestic people started to take risks, these foreigners didn't know where to graze.

After arranging Li Haiyang's affairs, Sun Jie went home.

It's almost done, and I went to the machinery factory and Africa again to get some sets of power generation equipment and machine tools.

After staying in modern times for about seven or eight days, Sun Jie returned to Daqin.

Zheng Zhilong's home in Jinling is still the same as before, but a considerable part of it was flattened by Zheng Zhilong and handed over to local officials in Jinling.

The area of ​​his house was too big before, just like the Emperor of Earth.

After surrendering to Sun Jie, the place was too big, and he was afraid of attracting Sun Jie's attention.

He is smart, anyway, he is peaceful and comfortable now, so why bother to do something that attracts people's attention.

Returning to China gave him an indescribably relaxed feeling.

Living like an overlord in the West is not easy, and a foreign country can't compare with your hometown at all.

In my hometown, the bones of the body are relaxed.

Don't be afraid that someone will come out and stab yourself to death with a knife.

You don't have to worry about how to deal with things tomorrow, and you don't have to take responsibility.

The only thing to do is to enjoy life comfortably, enjoy the sun and be happy.

Before Sun Jie arranges work, just relax seriously and it's over.

In the backyard, Zheng Zhilong was sitting on a recliner, with a teapot on the table next to him.

His wife, Tian Chuanmatsu, was sitting beside him, reading him a novel from a storybook.

Drinking a sip of tea from time to time is extremely comfortable.

Suddenly a servant came over and said that someone was asking to see him.

As for who it was, the servant did not say.

This made Zheng Zhilong feel a lot of doubts.

Who is so well-informed, it's too coincidental that someone came to his door just after he came back, and within a day.

"You stay here first, I'll go out and have a look!"

Zheng Zhilong put down the teacup in his hand and walked out.

Just outside the gate, a familiar figure appeared in the field of vision.

Zheng Zhilong rubbed his eyes in disbelief, unable to believe what he saw.

The person standing in front of him was none other than his son Zheng Chenggong.

Zheng Chenggong wore a big hat, which completely covered half of his face.

Even so, he was recognized by Zheng Zhilong at a glance.

"How did you come?"

Zheng Zhilong grabbed Zheng Chenggong, walked inside, and hurriedly looked around to see if anyone was paying attention.

No wonder he is so vigilant now. Logically speaking, Zheng Chenggong is still rebellious now, with the name of Ming Dynasty survivor on his head, and he is still a rebel force on Taiwan Yuandao.

What if someone knows about it?
Hastily pulled Zheng Chenggong into the door, lowered his voice, "Go, talk in the backyard, this is not a place to talk."

Zheng Zhilong grabbed Zheng Chenggong's arm and walked back carefully.

At the same time, he told his servants, "Take care of this place, if there is any disturbance, report back in time!"

Of course he was worried.

On the bright side, Zheng Chenggong is still the enemy of the court.

As a person who surrendered, his identity is inherently sensitive.

If people discover Zheng Chenggong, the consequences will not be too good.

Originally, some people had some complaints about him leading the fleet to the west. If someone knew about it, they would go to Sun Jie and sue him. It would be difficult to explain.

When he came to the backyard, Tian Chuansong was still a little puzzled, why Zheng Zhilong was still holding someone so solemnly.

But when Zheng Chenggong took off the hat on her head, she was shocked instantly.

"Son? You, you, you, is that you?"

Tian Chuan Song's face changed drastically, and he panicked.

Even the romance novel in his hand fell to the ground.

She kept rubbing her eyes, thinking that the scene in front of her was a dream.

She was afraid that if she woke up from the dream, Zheng Chenggong would disappear.

"Mother, it's me who made mother worry!"

Zheng Chenggong knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed several times to Tian Chuansong.

With tears in his eyes, he looked moved.

Tian Chuansong hurriedly helped Zheng Chenggong up, also with tears in his eyes: "Where did you come from? Did you come from Taiwan Yuan Island? Did you encounter any difficulties along the way?!"

Tian Chuansong kept looking at his son, and the worry on his face gradually eased.

Like many mothers, she hadn't seen her son for many years, and when she saw her son suddenly, she was inevitably excited.

"Is it really you? Is it really my son? Sen'er!" Tian Chuansong embraced Zheng Chenggong in his arms, weeping with joy.

It is a sad thing in the world that mother and child are separated for a long time.

When Tian Chuansong saw his son, he was naturally satisfied to cover up his excitement.

Zheng Zhilong recovered quickly. He looked at the mother and son who were embracing each other, and hurriedly said: "Now is not the time to be happy. Let me ask you, when you came, was anyone found on the road? Also, last night I Just arrived, how did you know so soon? It’s so far from Taiyuan Island, how did you come here so soon?!”

Zheng Zhilong had a lot of doubts in his heart, and if he didn't clarify any doubts, he couldn't feel at ease.

Zheng Chenggong stood up, let out a long breath, and said, "When I came here, I was the only one on the road. About four days ago, I planned to come to Yangzhou. Halfway there, I met my father's fleet. So, I came here with my father. My ship is an ordinary merchant ship, and no one will know."

"Don't say that, be careful sailing for ten thousand years, there is nothing wrong with being careful." Zheng Zhilong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did you come here this time? By the way, I want to tell you, don't follow that stupid king, the Zhu family's world is already over, it's better to quickly abandon the darkness and turn to the light.

Since you came here today, don't even think about leaving, I must let you come here. "Zheng Zhilong suddenly changed his tone, and his face became ferocious.

This is also for the good of Zheng Chenggong. What's the point of the current Zhu family with only a small broken island left?
Could it be that this small broken island is really expected to counterattack the mainland?