Seeing that the situation was under control, Chen Zuwang also brought the officers over.

Looking at the dead bodies on the boat, he had no reaction. When he looked at the long naval gun made in England, he observed it carefully for a while.

"Take this cannon back and deliver it to the master."

"No!" Sailors immediately went to carry the cannon.

"Ha, there's another guy pretending to be dead here." Wang Goudan stepped on a dead body, and the dead body obviously moved.

Wang Goudan just happened to step on his injured calf.

"Get up, pretend to be dead again and throw you into the sea."

In an instant, more than a dozen flintlock guns were pointed at him.

"Don't shoot, I'm a gunner, I can shoot accurately, I'm useful." Hai Gouzi shouted hurriedly.

Chen Zuwang turned around and looked at him after hearing this. This kid seemed a little stupid and not very smart.

"You were the one who fired that shot just now."

"Yes, I was the one who hit him. How can I hit him accurately?" Seagouzi shook his huge head proudly.

The sailors around him were immediately furious. This bastard destroyed the steering gear with one shot. Five sailors were killed and more than a dozen were injured in the melee.

He kicked him up with a big foot. The sea dog had no choice but to curl up, hold his head in his hands, and protect his ribs with his elbows. He gritted his teeth and endured it. Only then did his brain realize that he had said the wrong thing.

"Okay, don't beat him, tie him up first and deal with him later," Chen Zuwang said.

A group of people swarmed up and tied the seal tightly. His hooves were spread upside down like a pig, and they passed through a wooden pole and carried him over.

"I said, men, a scholar cannot be killed and cannot be humiliated. What do you mean by tying me up like a pig?" Seagouzi was still chattering.

Chen Zuwang gave him a sympathetic look. It turned out that he was a mentally ill person and had grown so big in vain.

Seeing Chen Zuwang walking towards him, Zheng Jie tried his best to force out a smile that was uglier than crying.

One of his legs was wounded by a shotgun and he was a little lame. His clothes were also covered in dust and blood. They were rolled on the ground just now.

"This eldest brother seems to be a figure in the sea. I don't know what to call him."

Chen Zuwang looked at him with cold eyes and said nothing.

"My younger brother is the younger brother of eldest brother Zheng Yiguan. Our Zheng family is also a powerful force in Fujian and Zhejiang. As long as my brother lets me go, I will be rewarded in the future."

Zheng Jie spoke a little dryly. There was almost no saliva in his nervous mouth.

He knew that if he was not good at this time, these soldiers, who looked as cold as stones, would throw him into the sea to feed the fish at any time.

"You were the one who blasphemed my wife just now." Chen Zuwang looked at him with burning eyes.

"This, um, this, brother is a rough man. He is used to talking without meaning. Brother, please don't take him seriously. He is a man on the sea. Compare, compare to that rough man. Haha."

Zheng Jie himself didn't believe his lies and said with a dry smile.

His explanation was so embarrassing that it made people scratch their feet. But it was better than not explaining at all. There was no other way, it was better than firing a musket.

"Your Zheng family has always been located in the southern part of Dayuan Island, specializing in the route from Fujian and Zhejiang to Luzon. Why did you come to the East China Sea?" Chen Zuwang was very familiar with the sea and asked, staring into his eyes.

"My brother sent his younger brother to Tianjin to see if there is any business that can be done."

Chen Zuwang saw that he didn't want to tell the truth and ignored him.

"Search him, tie him up, and take him back," Chen Zuwang said.

"Brother, I am telling the truth, brother. Well." His mouth was gagged, and then he was tied tightly.

"Captain, I found a letter and wrapped it in oil paper in his arms." Wang Goudan handed a large envelope to Chen Zuwang.

Chen Zuwang looked at it and saw that it said "To the Duke of Qian, Long Xi, and in person", and it was signed by Zheng Yiguan.

Chen Zuwang knew that it was important for the pirate leader to write a letter to the current Ci Fu Ge Lao, and it was not within his reach. He did not open it at the moment and carefully put it into his arms.

"Take him away and keep him under guard until the master makes a decision."

After Zheng Jie was taken away, the navy entered the cabin to search and soon found 300,000 taels of gold and 100,000 taels of silver packed in wooden boxes.

Chen Zuwang looked at the gold and silver, and his expression became more serious.

"Captain, what should we do with these dead bodies and wounded people?" asked the first mate Chen Liu.

"Lock up those who were slightly injured, give them a break for those who were seriously injured, and throw them into the sea together with the dead bodies. Burn the boat."

"promise!"

As the last few soldiers returned to the Etoile, several barrels of kerosene were tied to a fire. The sailors used axes to cut the ropes, and the two ships separated.

At this time, the sea breeze picked up again, and the Star opened its sails and moved away from the old lock ship.

The fire burned fiercely, and soon the entire ship was reduced to a torch. A column of black smoke shot straight into the sky.

After leaving the pirate ship, the Star anchored first and berthed stably in the sea, and then the carpenter began to repair the broken steering gear.

The Star is equipped with repair materials and tools, as well as the ship's carpenters and shipwrights, all of whom are under the management of the damage control officer.

The carpenter and shipwright hung it up with ropes. After going down to inspect it, the damage control director Han Lin came to find Chen Zuwang to explain the situation. This time the damage was a bit tricky.

"Captain, the part of the cannon is quite special. The steering gear cannot be repaired when it is fully usable. We can only repair it briefly first. It can barely be used. The speed cannot exceed three knots, and it cannot sail too far."

Chen Zuwang frowned, this is not good news. "Can you persist to Jeju Island?"

"That's no problem. After all, it's only over a hundred nautical miles away from Jeju Island."

"Let's go to Jeju Island first and wait there for two days. The large fleet will arrive there for supplies. They have brought a hundred ships' worth of supplies. They must have the materials needed for repair. We will repair the ship and then go to Nagasaki.

"

"No!" Han Lin gave a military salute and went to repair the ship.

Yang Fan designed a similar system for his seamen based on the modern merchant ship management system.

Command: captain, first mate, second mate, third mate.

Staff group, combat training staff, chartmen, meteorologists.

Navigation department: boatswain, navigator, sailor, helmsman.

Sailmaster, sailmaster, lookout.

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Gunnery chief, several sailor squads.

Damage Control Department: Damage Control Chief, Blacksmith, Carpenter.

Affairs Department: Chief Purser (Steward), Accountant, Cashier.

Head chef, chef, and laborer (cutting vegetables, making tofu, boiling water, delivering food, etc.),

Breeder, breeder (feeding chickens, pickling food, growing vegetables-mainly sprouts, etc.)

Medical Department: ship doctor, nurse, attendant, ward manager

Materials Department: Materials Chief, Warehouse Manager.

Almost all departments have people in charge, and there is no corner on this ship that is not managed by someone.

Zheng Jie was dejected and escorted from the bottom cell to the deck of the Star again. He came out of the dirty bottom and took two deep breaths of the fresh sea breeze.

When he turned around and saw the ship being burned into a torch in the distance, his face turned pale. Needless to say, all the gold and silver had been taken away by these people.

He raised his head and saw a Taishi chair in front of him. The girl with the sign was looking at him with her big peach blossom eyes.

He felt cold all over for no reason. He was an old gangster who was used to walking on the edge of life and death. He had fought bloody battles in his early years, and only then could he be the leader and captain of a ship today.

It is said that the hearts of the people are as strong as iron, and the laws of the government are as strong as furnaces. Could it be that this woman is a figure in the officialdom, why is it so scary to look at her? I feel chilled from the bottom of my heart.

Just like a butcher who kills dogs and sells them for meat. No matter how ferocious the dog is, when it sees this kind of butcher, it will immediately become frightened and diarrhea.

Lin Yueru sat there leisurely, with her legs crossed and a pair of small white jade hands holding a bowl of tea, genuine Longjing tea.

On the left side stood Chen Zuwang. On the right side stood Xu Xianchun and Ruan Zhuqing. Behind them were Xiaohong and Xiaoyu.

Zheng Jie trembled when he saw these people, especially the fat white man in his forties, who looked like a master who often tortured people. He exuded a sinister coolness.

The scholar in white wearing a bird-feather fan is not a good person either, he is sinister.

Lin Yueru put the tea bowl on the small table next to her, looked at Zheng Jie and said, "Well, there's a lot of water."

Everyone immediately looked at Zheng Jie fiercely. Several eyes wandered over him, as if they were looking at where to strike.

Zheng Jie felt extremely regretful at this moment. He was really mean-mouthed when he had nothing to do. This time he kicked the iron plate.

"You all tell me, this stall owner, um, no, it's my wife, how should I handle this guy." Lin Yueru started talking smoothly as soon as she got into the mood, forgetting that she had already quit the Dongchang.

Zheng Jie was struck by lightning, stall head! This girl is from Dongchang.

Kuye, today I have to explain it here.

Xiao Hong couldn't help but smile. The young lady had forgotten that she was already married.

Lin Yueru turned back and glared at her.

"Miss, I'm the best at this job. Lift him up, hang him on the mast, and let him dry in the sun for seven days. I'm sure he will turn into bacon. Hey, let him enjoy it, so as to calm down the lady's anger," Xu Xianchun suggested immediately.
To be continued...