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Hillary spent more than ten pages of paper before she finished writing the letter. After the seal was sealed, she looked at the paper and pen for writing the letter. She remembered that these were also given to her by Li Yanzhi just now. There were other things in the room, such as a European skirt, a small glass flower, a pair of crystal shoes as decorations, etc., which were all given to her by Li Yanzhi after defeating Bin Song. Hillary was stunned in front of the glass shoes for a while, and looked at the letter that had been sealed again, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"I didn't fully confess to the priest..." she thought, "But I can definitely overcome temptation by myself!"

She brought the letter and came to Li Yanzhi's residence. This was a very simple house, but it was already one of the few good houses on the island. The house was made of bamboo, about twenty square steps in size. After the guards came in and drove through the boat, Li Yanzhi said inside: "Miss Hillary is here, please invite her in."

After entering the door, Hillary found that Li Yanzhi's beard had been shaved, and she was no longer wearing a strong suit that she had not washed for several days like she did during the war, but wearing a wide-clad Confucian robe. This slightly changed his image of "General Li" in Hillary's mind.

"He looks like a scholar now." Hillary thought. Then somehow her thoughts flew to another unrelated thing: "If he put on the clothes of a clergy, he would have looked like a scene..." The image of Li Yan standing with him in the clothes of a priest came out of her mind, but then she felt a sense of blasphemy panic!

"Lord! How could I have these boring thoughts!" She drew crosses on her chest, praying silently with some breath.

"Nun, what's wrong with you?" Li Yanzhi looked up and asked Hillary, "Is there anything wrong with it?"

"Ah! No, nothing..." Hillary said in a low voice, his face blushing.

The two sat down, Hillary took off her headscarf and placed it on the bamboo chair next to her. Li Yanzhi brewed Kung Fu tea to invite her to have a drink. Hillary had only heard his father mention it before, and almost no chance to drink it - in Chinese tea is something that ordinary people can drink, but in Europe, this thing is not cheaper than silk! When Hillary's family wandered to Italy, her family had become quite difficult. Although her father's longing for tea has increased, she was only in her dream when she could enjoy it.

Hillary imitated Li Yanzhi's appearance and took a sip. Well, it was so bitter, but her mind didn't stay in the sense of taste for long. She quickly turned to Li Yanzhi's fingers making tea - her fingers are slender, she can kill people, grab pens, and make tea. The owner of this hand has so many touching things!

Before he knew it, Hillary's face turned red again.

"Well, nun..." Li Yan spoke up.

"You can call me Hillary." Hillary interrupted him.

"Well, Hillary." Li Yan said straight: "You don't seem to be used to drinking this tea."

Hillary did not deny that despite being half of Chinese descent, she still felt that the tea was unpalatable.

"However," Li Yanzhi said: "These days are coming back to the cold. The weather here is wet. If you don't drink some warm things, you're afraid it's bad for your health." He thought for a while and said: "Or we can drink some bars. Wine can also drive away the cold. By the way, you don't quit the bar."

Catholics do not quit drinking, but they just cannot drink alcohol, so Hillary shook her head and said, "Don't quit."

"That's good." Li Yan walked straight to the back, and after a while, he took out two bottles of wine, one was Huadiao and the other was wine. Huadiao was bought by Binsong from a Chinese private merchant to be transported to Europe, while the wine was a goods that Harold had not yet taken away.

"Which one is better to drink?" Looking at Hillary's eyes, Li Yanzhi knew that she still preferred the wines she was more familiar with.

Wine is also a good wine. If the cost required for transportation thousands of miles can be successfully converted into value, then this wine is simply the best wine.

Hillary sipped half a cup gently, which was slower than when drinking tea, but her alcohol content was not very good, and her face turned red after only half a cup of wine.

"Actually, Hillary, is there anything you are looking for me today?" Li Yanzhi's alcohol tolerance was much better than Hillary, and of course he also drank a lot.

"Oh, there's nothing wrong," said Hillary. "I just want to ask if anyone in Penghu will go to Manraga or Waya in the near future? Or if there are other Flang machines coming here--well, I mean, good Flang machines, such as merchants or Portuguese messengers."

"Not even." Li Yanzhi said: "But if I tell you, I have this plan."

"Ah, really?"

"Well," Li Yan said straight: "Penghu has a shortage of food, and this situation is probably going to last for a long time. For the time being, although you can transfer food from Fujian, you may not know that the price of food in Fujian is too high compared to other places. The cost of buying food from there is too high. I heard that rice in Siam is very cheap, and it seems to have a bumper harvest this year, so I want to send someone to Ayutoya to buy it, and it is best to form a relatively stable purchase channel. In addition, I also want to send someone to Malacca or Woya for a trip, hoping to find talents who can make cannons. If you can't find it, you can also do some business. I need some larger cannons to arm the warships. My second brother hasn't gone into the sea for a long time, and the last time I went to Luzon was for this matter, but what happened when he went there. Although my second brother is still safe now, his career should not be interrupted."

"Oh," Christ said that He preached love, but missionaries and nuns were not surprised to hear about the sale of weapons. "Maybe I can help you," said Hillary. "I know some friends in Woya, who can directly contact universities in Europe. Well, a priest who I know also recognizes some merchants, and may help you buy artillery."

"Really?" Li Yanzhi was a little happy and smiled: "That's so thankful. Well, do you need me to give you some resources? For example, funds or something."

"No, no," said Hillary. "You can first make sure you are going to send to Malacca, and then I will write a letter of recommendation to Father Zaberu. In fact, I just wrote a letter to Father Zaberu, and if I can hand it over to him at that time."

Li Yanzhi said oh, and said, "By the way, you asked me if I had a boat to Manraga and Woya, that's all." Hillary nodded, and Li Yanzhi said, "That's fine. If your priest friend is interested, he is welcome to visit Penghu. I have told Yuting that he would set aside a place to provide supplies to friends from afar. As long as he is not a person with bad intentions, he will receive the respect he deserves when he comes to Penghu."

Speaking of this, Li Yanzhi suddenly had the urge to yawn and barely held back, but his expression was a little stiff.

"Mr. Xiaolian..."

"Don't call me Mr. Xiaolian." Li Yan smiled and said, "Call my name. Well, the customs in Europe seem to be used to calling your surname."

"Well, Lee." Hillary cried out in a low voice, saying, "You seem to be very tired."

"Yes." Li Yanzhi said: "I have been busy with too many things recently. But there are always not enough talents." He sighed and said: "Actually, I already have many excellent and outstanding talents under my command, but when it comes to doing things, I always feel that there are not enough talents. Do you think this is a very strange thing?"

"Not surprising," said Hillary. "This is the same as some people who have made a lot of money but always feel that they are not spending enough."

"Yes," said Li Yanzhi: "There are many things now, and I'm not relieved to leave them to the people below to do, so I have to do it myself. But I also know that this will not last long. But what I'm most worried about recently is not this."

"What's that?" Hillary asked.

But this time Li Yanzhi did not answer, "I seem to have said too much today." He thought, "Is it because of drinking? Or is it because of the relaxed mood of talking to Hillary?"

What he was most worried about recently was that there were Japanese slaves in the pirate fleet of Flangji. But no matter how he interrogated him, he could not find out more in-depth information.

Whether it is Binson, Carlson, Harold or Rick, they cannot tell the origin of the Japanese slave named Hideyoshi. Harold is the closest relationship with Hideyoshi, but he only had a deal with Hideyoshi's owner on a small island off the coast of Zhejiang.

"Who is his master?" Li Yan asked directly.

"It seems to be a Japanese nobleman." Harold followed and said a Japanese surname: "It is called Shimazu."

"Shimazu? It's really related to Shimazu family?" But Li Yanzhi couldn't remember what the Li family and Shimazu family had. "Or the Shimazu family Wata Daiko colluded with me for the sake of the wealth on the second brother's ship? It's not like it! If it's just for money, the actions of the Japanese slave named Hideyoshi would be unreasonable!"

The situation fell into a confusion again. After confirming that there was no news, Li Yanzhi announced that the handling of the prisoners had entered the interrogation stage. Harold was quite cooperative. Rick responded to the call for surrender. Carlson had unique achievements in gun manufacturing and artillery techniques, so Li Yanzhi pleaded for them to plead for pardon. But he could never understand the reason for the collusion between the Japanese slaves and the Furangji.

"Who is messing with me?"

This is the biggest reason that has bothered him these days, but these things cannot be told to Hillary at this stage.

Hillary also saw that he was sleepy and stood up and said, "Li, you seem to be a little tired, why not take a break. I'll say goodbye."

"Yeah." Li Yan said straight: "Actually, because I was worried about my second brother's affairs, I haven't been asleep for two nights and worked after I can't sleep. So my subordinates all sighed about how hard I worked. Haha, it's not. I'm just too excited and can't sleep to find things to do." At this point, he smiled.

"It's not possible to do this kind of work and rest," said Hillary: "You should work hard during the day and sleep peacefully at night. In this way, you can take care of the body given to us by the Lord."

Li Yanzhi was already cheering up and wanted to chat with her for a while, but when she heard her mention "Master", she became interested. When Hillary said goodbye, he didn't stay much and personally sent her out.

When Hillary returned to her residence, she suddenly realized that her headscarf had been forgotten by Li Yanzhi. She broke back despite the fact that it was already evening. When the train guards saw her, she asked, "Nun, come to see the third son again." Hillary said embarrassedly, "I forgot my headscarf."

The soldier yelled and said, "Yes, I said why did I think you were not very different when you came out?" Then he let Hillary in.

After Hillary entered the door, she saw that the turban was indeed placed on the chair and took it away. But suddenly she found that Li Yanzhi was not there. She thought that since she came, she had to tell him, but the door of the inner room was not closed. Hillary stretched out two fingers and knocked on the door, but her eyes had already seen the scene inside the room: but she saw Li Yanzhi tilting on the bed, sleeping just in her right place, and holding an empty bottle of wine in one hand - there was still half of the bottle of wine when Hillary left.

"Why did you sleep? You've drunk too much. But he hasn't slept for so long, so it's good to have a good sleep with the alcohol."

She was afraid that Li Yan would catch a cold, so she walked in and took a quilt to cover him.

The guards saw that she had come in for a while and there was no movement inside, so they came in and saw Hillary covering Li Yan with a quilt outside the door of the inner room. They were stunned for a moment, and then left without saying anything.

Hillary did not notice that the guards had come in. The moment she covered Li Yan with the quilt was the moment when she was closest to the man! She could even feel the body temperature of the young man who left two whip marks on her back!

"ah--"

She suddenly became shy and covered her cheeks, but felt that her whole face was as hot as a fever!

"Am I sick? Am I sick!"

She seemed to feel the whip marks on her back burning again, which was a bit painful, a little itchy and a little about to burst!

She suddenly became so scared that she hoped that someone would whip her hard or pour her a basin of cold water to drive away the devil in her body and destroy the demon flames in her body!

But at this time no one came to whip her, and no one came to extinguish the flame of Satan for her! Her eyes couldn't help but look at Li Yan again. Looking at this heroic and elegant, mysterious and powerful young man, she finally couldn't control herself and stretched out her hand. Finally, she bent down and finally lowered her head... (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. There are more chapters, support the author and support genuine reading!) (To be continued)
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