Zheng Mang almost felt so happy that his nose was bubbling. If he wanted to sleep, someone would hand him a pillow!

I originally wanted to go to the Japanese country, so passing through North Korea was just an excuse. I don’t understand Korean, and I couldn’t even understand the words when I went to North Korea. I looked like a lice on a bald man’s head, so I couldn’t catch him right away.

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As soon as he started to escape, Zheng Mang gave full play to his ingenuity and planned a proper escape route for himself in his mind.

The first thing is to go to Japan!

The country of Japan is surrounded by the sea. Even if someone wants to catch him, there is no way to control all the ports of Japan. There are too many ports, and some locations are relatively remote. Even a fast horse cannot deliver the news in time.

As long as you arrive in the Japanese country, you can put on the clothes of the Japanese people and rely on your ability to speak Japanese fluently to assume the identity of a Japanese businessman.

Then take a boat and follow the Japanese caravan, and go to Yizhou as a Japanese, or to places like Java in the South China Sea. There are many Japanese people in these places, and many places have little information. I will hide there for ten years.

No one will be able to find it in eight years.

Entering the Moon Gate, Zheng Mang saw two Japanese people, both carrying samurai swords on their waists. Having lived in the Japanese country for many years, Zheng Mang certainly knew that this so-called samurai sword was actually called a samurai sword. It was a smaller samurai sword.

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After being fed like pigs by the Ming Dynasty for many years, the whole country of Japan was proud of doing business. Bushido was no longer the most sought after goal of the warriors, money was what these Japanese warriors yearned for.

In the past, every samurai held a katana, firstly for self-protection, and secondly to show his identity as a samurai. In the shogunate era, samurai was a very honorable profession.

Nowadays, the environment has greatly changed. The entire Northeast Asia is the territory of the Ming Dynasty navy. The profession of piracy has disappeared.

People who go to sea no longer need weapons to protect themselves. Besides, weapons have completely entered the age of firearms. If you still want to use a samurai sword to protect yourself, you are like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Therefore, when Japanese warriors go out now, almost no one brings a samurai sword with them. They just stick it in their ribs to show their status.

"Hello, I'd like to see your leader." Before the waiter could speak, Zheng Mang went over with a smile and said hello in Japanese.

This made the waiter a little disappointed. He didn't expect that he could even speak Japanese. If he wanted to make a small difference in the price, that would be a luxury.

"Who are you?" The two Japanese warriors looked at the man in front of them warily.

This guy is wearing a mink fur cloak, carrying a bag on his back, and carrying a bag in his hand. He wears a fox fur hat on his head, and you can tell at a glance that he is a rich or noble person.

But the people of the Ming Dynasty were very arrogant, and they did not bother to learn the Japanese language. People who were either rich or noble could not speak the Japanese language, and they would only wait for the Japanese people to talk to them in the Ming Dynasty Mandarin.

"I am a businessman who has urgent business to go to Japan. My family has some business in Yokohama that needs to be dealt with urgently. Please pass the message on my behalf!" Zheng Mang bowed in accordance with the courtesy of Japanese people.

Bowing is a common understanding in the Japanese country. Faced with people of different status, the angle of bowing is also different. Only Japanese people or people who have lived in the Japanese country for a long time can accurately understand this kind of thing.

Ordinary people simply don't understand the difference between bowing at different angles.

For example, Zheng Mang bowed about thirty degrees to these two people. This represented that he had a distinguished status, and bowing to them was purely out of politeness.

The two looked at each other, both curious about this Han man who looked like a Japanese.

"Excuse me, sir, what's your name?" One of the Japanese warriors returned the salute and then asked.

"My surname is Guan, and my name consists of two characters." In a hurry, Zheng Mang split up his last name. The so-called "2" is a homophone for "ear".

Zheng Mang was even a little proud of his wit.

"Mr. Guan, please wait a moment. I will go and report to my master right now." The Japanese warrior saluted and then walked into an upper room.

Soon, the Japanese samurai came out with a guy wearing a kimono and wearing wooden clogs.

"My master, Ono Erlang, respectfully invites Mr. Zheng to come in." This guy looked like a butler. He bowed deeply to Zheng Mang and then led the way respectfully.

This store is indeed a century-old store, and the interior decoration is quite good. There are even high-end items such as sofas in the room.

In front of the sofa is a coffee table, with a huge piece of glass placed on the wooden coffee table.

This has become popular in recent years, with a huge glass brick placed on a wooden table. Of course, the top richest people in the Ming Dynasty did not use these things.

For example, in Zheng Zhilong's office, in front of the sofa is a coffee table made of a single piece of agate stone.

"My Majesty Onojiro, I am deeply honored to meet Mr. Guan." A little samurai with a samurai bun and kimono embroidered with hibiscus flowers saluted Zheng Mang.

Times have changed now. Everyone is sitting on the sofa. There is no longer a need to kneel on the ground and suffer punishment like in the Japanese country.

"Guan is also deeply honored! I came this time because I have something to ask Mr. Ono." Zheng Mang sat down opposite Erlang Ono angrily. Although he has done many bad things over the years, he has also developed the aura of a superior.

Some.

"Oh, I wonder if there is anything I can help you with, sir?" Ono Jiro looked at the very dignified young man in front of him in surprise.

He had to admit that among the young people he met in Ming Dynasty, this guy was the most dignified.

Don't talk about him, even the followers around him seem to be more magnanimous than his own followers.

"My family has some business in Yokohama, and I need to rush back to deal with it. Calculating the time, I only have three days left. I heard that Mr. Ono has a ship, and he wants to return to Japan in the near future.

Guan took the risk to come here specifically in order to get to Yokohama as soon as possible. If Mr. Ono can leave the ship tonight, there will be no end to the rush.

As for the shipping fee, you can rest assured that as long as Mr. Ono specifies the amount, there will be no counter-offering."

"Oh, Yokohama. That's where...!" Ono Jiro hesitated.

"Besides, I have an in-law in my family who is a vassal of Satsuma Domain. So, Mr. Ono can rest assured."

"That's good. Since you have this relationship, everything is easy to talk about. I originally wanted to stay in Daming for two more days. Since Mr. said so, let's set sail tonight." Ono Erlang looked at Zheng Manghe again.

He took a look at the dog-legged guy and immediately agreed.

The back of Zheng Mang's head was bursting with joy. He didn't expect things to go so smoothly. In fact, he didn't have much time left. The appearance of the telegram greatly accelerated the speed of message delivery.

As soon as the airship to Fuzhou lands, the capital will soon know that he got off the airship in Jimo.

Although there is no electricity in Jimo yet, there is a naval port here. As a very important military port in the north, there must be a telegraph machine here.

As long as a telegram comes from the capital, Jimo will immediately launch a city-wide manhunt. At that time, places like the inn and dock will be the top priority.

"I also ask Mr. Ono to arrive at Yokohama as soon as possible and within three days. The flight is quite tight."

"Well! Don't worry, Mr. Guan. We were originally going back to Japan in the next day or two. A lot of things have been loaded on the ship. We only need to pack our belongings here and we can sail immediately." Ono Erlang was very respectful to Zheng Mang.

After hearing Zheng Mang's request, he immediately asked his men to pack their things.

This made Zheng Mang overjoyed. What he lacks most now is time.

Ono Erlang gave the order, and the Japanese people in the yard immediately took action. It must be said that the execution ability of the Japanese people was very good, and it took only half an hour.

The entourage loaded everything onto the carriage, and the steward calculated the money for the restaurant meal. Under the warm farewell of the boss, Ono Erlang and Zheng Mang got on the carriage.

The carriage whipped up its horse and went straight to the dock. There were already fast horses galloping to the dock. After Zheng Mang and Ono Erlang arrived at the dock and boarded the ship, the pressure in the boiler had already begun to increase.

Jiro Ono was riding a sailboat, which is a sailboat with a sail and a boiler on board.

The biggest advantage of this kind of sailboat is that it can use part of the wind power. Especially when the wind is downwind, it can speed up very quickly and save coal.

Almost all trade in Northeast Asia is carried out by this kind of motor-driven sailboat.

Zheng Mang is no stranger to this kind of thing. The Zheng family has a fleet of hundreds of motors and sailboats.

Although the Zheng family promised Li Xiao that they would no longer have maritime power, the Zheng family was a maritime merchant and still had a maritime fleet. Of course, Li Xiao would not prevent the Zheng family from participating in maritime trade.

For Ming Dynasty, the more people involved in maritime trade, the better. Then Ming Dynasty will charge more customs duties!

Zheng Mang got on the motorboat, and the boiler had been preheated successfully. In Zheng Mang's expectation, the motorboat blew a long whistle.

The huge anchor was winched up and the cable was untied.

The motor-sailboat slowly left the dock and headed towards the dark sea. The helmsman looked at the direction of the lighthouse and revised the route before the motor-sailboat left the port smoothly.

About two hours after Ono Erlang's motor-sailboat left the dock, it seemed as if something had exploded inside the Ming Huangdao Naval Base.

The soldiers lined up neatly and rushed to Jimo in speedboats.

Soon, the police officers and security forces in Jimo City also took action. They inspected every shop and every place with dense flow of people.

The coachman who had received the silver coin was quickly found. When he came to the inn with the soldiers cautiously, the innkeeper said that their guests had been away with the Japanese for more than three hours.

"Where have they gone?" The leading officer fiercely grabbed the waiter's neck.

"The guest officer said he was going to North Korea. I just took two silver coins. I didn't dare to do anything harmful. Please forgive me! Please forgive me!" The waiter in the shop was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. He knew that the money was not worth it.

It’s not easy to accept. But I didn’t expect it to be so difficult to accept.

"North Korea...!" The officer felt helpless for a while. He had already walked for three hours to North Korea. It was almost impossible to catch up with them, and the sea was vast. Who knows where these people would go.

A huge achievement just slipped through one's fingers, which makes people feel resentful.

The waiter got angry when he saw the waiter kneeling on the ground holding two silver coins, his head about to be hammered into the mud. He kicked him down and yelled: "Go to the dock!"

Even if you can't catch up, you still have to catch up.

In this kind of thing, whether you can catch up is a matter of ability, and whether you can catch up or not is a matter of attitude. Being an officer is also an official, and there is also a lot of knowledge in the officialdom.

The night was already very deep, and the waves were a bit big in winter. Although Ono Jiro's motor-sailboat was not small, it was also very bumpy.

Although Zheng Mang felt happy and felt like a trapped bird escaping from its cage, Zheng Mang soon fell into another kind of pain.

He is seasick!

As a descendant of the Zheng family, Zheng Shuang can be said to have the blood of a maritime merchant in his body.

But this son of the Zheng family had rarely been on a ship in his life. The longest voyage was from Japan back to Fuzhou.

My head feels dizzy and my temples hurt.
To be continued...