"My schizophrenia is getting worse and worse." After Deng Ming came back to his senses, he reflected on what he had just said, and suspected that he had developed another new personality. That personality obviously believed that he was a member of the Ming Dynasty and could entrust overseas Chinese to Zheng Chenggong from the height of the king. Deng Ming asked himself suspiciously: "If I continue to develop, will I be destroyed by another personality? Is this the legendary body-taking?"

"Where is Taiwan?" Li Laiheng was very polite for the past half day, Deng Ming, Zheng Chenggong and Zhang Huangyan, but he had no idea about the location of Taiwan and Luzon. He only knew that there was a lot of gold and silver there, which sounded difficult to fight.

Deng Ming smiled and picked up the charcoal pen and paper, and drew many provinces and coastlines in China, as well as the trends of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River on the paper. Then he marked Zhoushan not far from Hangzhou Bay: "This is where Zhang Shangshu's camp is."

When Zhang Huangyan saw that Deng’s famous paintings were slably and eye-catching, he exclaimed: “The Admiral is familiar with geography, which is amazing.”

Li Laiheng looked at the small plot in the picture, compared it with Sichuan and Huguang marked by Deng Ming, and thought to himself: "Zhang Huangyan's territory is really small. No wonder the Zhejiang army is so poor, even poorer than our Kuidong army."

Then Deng Ming moved his pen to Fujian and circled two small circles along the coastline: "It's almost gold here, it's Xiamen."

When Deng Ming painted, Zheng Chenggong kept smiling and silent. He guessed that Deng Ming might not be able to mark it accurately, but even if Deng Ming moved Xiamen to Guangdong, Zheng Chenggong did not intend to point it out. Seeing that Deng Ming was actually painting very accurately, he also sincerely praised: "The Admiral is intent."

Li Laiheng looked at the two islands as big as rice grains and muttered: "Zheng Chenggong's territory doesn't have to be big. Why is it so rich? Are it all the sea trade that the third prince just mentioned?"

"Taiwan is here." The general shape of Taiwan Island was revealed from the paper. Deng Ming pointed it between it and the mainland: "This is the Taiwan channel. Prince Zheng just said that he could collect 10 million taels of silver every year." Then Deng Ming casually drew an island in northern Taiwan, and said to Li Laiheng while drawing it: "This is Ryukyu, and further north is Japan."

Zhang Huangyan has been active in the coastal areas and has not learned much about the distribution of islands in the outer sea. Seeing that Deng Ming’s paintings were similar to those in his impression, he asked Zheng Chenggong for confirmation in surprise: “Is the admiral’s paintings very similar?”

"It's indeed very accurate." Zheng Chenggong nodded slightly, feeling very strange in his heart, and was puzzled: "Young Master knows too well about the East China Sea. Even my maritime merchants, if they never go to Japan, they may not be able to understand the location so clearly. The young master should have carefully studied the situation of various countries in the East China Sea, otherwise they would not be able to draw it out easily. But since that's the case, why did he seem to have no idea about the quantity of maritime trade and Taiwan's output just now?"

"Where is Luzon?" Li Laiheng was excited to see it and continued to ask.

"Luzon is farther away." Deng Ming slowly drew a contour while trying to recall the shape of the Philippines, and asked Zheng Chenggong with some confidence: "It's probably almost like this?"

Zheng Chenggong stared at the map for a while, nodding with a serious expression.

"The Admiral has seen the map of the nations riding on the map." Zhang Huangyan suddenly realized.

Zheng Chenggong did not match it because he was quite familiar with the map of Wanguo Cheng and knew that it was not completely accurate. The people who paid tribute to Wanguo Cheng to the Ming court were not painters. At that time, people's understanding of geography was not as good as Deng Ming, who had talked about the world map. In recent years, Zheng Chenggong had asked many local hydrological geography of Luzon Chinese merchants, and the topographic maps he drew also modified some of the fallacies on the map of Wanguo Cheng. However, these are Zheng Chenggong's most confidential information and had never been taken out. Although Deng Ming is just a casual stroke, his shape is indeed quite accurate.

"What a big island." Li Laiheng was very happy to see it as a complete layman.

"There are even bigger." Deng Ming painted the shape of Indonesia in a relatively sloppy manner, but he remembered the shape of Australia behind him very clearly. Soon the continent also appeared in the distant south.

Zhang Huangyan had become an amateur at this time and exclaimed: "What a big land, how many countries are there?"

"No one is there, they should be all wild natives." Deng Ming lowered his head and drew a picture and replied.

At this time, Zheng Chenggong was in a storm and thought silently: "I have never heard of such a big island, and even the Thais seemed to have never mentioned it."

Li Laiheng originally thought that this big island was the old nest of the Dutch and the Spanish, but he heard that he was not hurriedly asked: "Where is the Netherlands and Frankie?"

"This is Tianzhu, um, the Indian subcontinent." Deng Ming drew India, and then had to spread a new piece of paper and followed it up: "This is...well, I heard it is called Africa, and it may be other names, I forgot. This is, um, Dashi Peninsula, Red Sea... Mediterranean... Mediterranean end, this is Franc... Atlantic Ocean, France... Okay, this is the Netherlands."

Finally finished half of the world map, Deng Ming looked it again, feeling that some parts of his proportions were not right, and shook his head: "It's not very accurate, but it's probably like this." Deng Ming, who was still unsatisfied, drew America a few strokes on the opposite side of the Atlantic Ocean: "This is the whole world."

After briefly popularizing world geography, Deng Ming threw down his pen and looked up and found that Zheng Chenggong was focusing on the sketch of this world map. Deng Ming's face turned red: "The grass is drawn, and the shape and size of some places are not very correct."

"How much manpower and financial resources have been spent. At least fifty years, thousands... No! I asked tens of thousands of people to understand clearly, right?" Zheng Chenggong sighed, reached out and took both pieces of paper in front of him. After looking at it for a while, he was still reluctant to leave. He suddenly raised his head and said to Deng Ming: "Admiral, give these two pictures to the last general." For Zheng Chenggong, who is full of dreams of sailing, the world map is like the laws of physics for Newton and Einstein, which is full of great temptation.

"There are many places that are not painted correctly." Deng Ming quickly said, "I can't remember too many places."

"It's okay." Zheng Chenggong felt that this was simply too normal. He sent several reconnaissance fleets to inspect Taiwan's geography, and the topographic maps he drew were very different. At this time, it was very difficult to draw a map, especially the coastline. Zheng Chenggong grabbed the two pictures in his hand, and quickly glanced at Zhang Huangyan and Li Laiheng, and a look of vigilance flashed by - he was very satisfied to find that the two of them showed the intention of snatching treasures with him.

But Deng Ming wanted to take it out: "If Prince Zheng likes it, I will draw another one again, and this one does have many omissions."

Zheng Chenggong suddenly felt a sense of hope: "Where did the Admiral see the original picture? Where is the original picture now?"

Deng Ming began to realize that he seemed to have done something extraordinary, so he waved his hand and said, "I saw it a long time ago, and I don't know where I went."

Zheng Chenggong sighed lightly, and he knew very well that this picture must be the most confidential information of the royal family. It was mostly created when the Ming Dynasty was still at its peak, and it took decades or even hundreds of years to save money. This picture could be passed to the King of Tang and gave the young King of Tang a chance to see it. It is already very lucky now that it has been left behind in troubled times.

The matter of the world map came to an end, and Deng Ming then told Zheng Chenggong that he and Li Laiheng and Zhang Huangyan had already discussed it and would retreat tomorrow night: "If Prince Zheng comes back a few days later, maybe we will leave. It would be a blessing. Prince Zheng happened to be with Mr. Zhang and left the Yangtze River to go out to sea together."

With Zheng Chenggong's ship, Zhang Huangyan could get on board much faster and safer when he returned to Zhoushan.

Zheng Chenggong felt a little reluctant when he heard that Deng Ming was going to put Lang Tingzuo back, but after he heard Deng Ming talk about the incident, he immediately understood Deng Ming's intention: "Is the Admiral learned this plan from the thief Hong Chengchou?"

"That's right." Just as Hong Chengchou strictly ordered the Qing army to withdraw from Chenzhou, Deng Ming also planned to promote internal strife between the Qing army by lifting military pressure on Nanjing.

"If Lang Tingzuo is not allowed to go back, Jiang Guozhu, Guan Qizhong and they may blame Lang Tingzuo; if he is allowed to go back but does not retreat, Lang Tingzuo may also calm people's hearts. In the end, the captive court issued an order to arrest Jiang Guozhu and Guan Qizhong..." Zheng Chenggong thought for a while, and also understood that no matter which faction was in trouble in the end, as long as it was resolved peacefully through the Qing court, there would be no big loss for the Qing Dynasty; only by letting them have internal strife can the Qing court pay a greater price, whether it is the casualties caused by bloody conflicts or the political costs required for the aftermath: "Since that is the case, I have no objection, just don't tell Yu Xin and Lang Tingzuo that they are in the camp, so as not to ruin the admiral's major event."

In addition to these, Deng Ming also hopes that Zheng Chenggong can give Zhang Huangyan's Zhejiang army more support. In addition to money and food, there are also training and immigration issues - transferring refugees fleeing to Zhoushan to Taiwan can not only reduce the logistics pressure of the Zhejiang army, but also accelerate the development of Taiwan's strength. Zheng Chenggong said that this is no problem. He plans to march to Taiwan next year, and at the same time do his best to help Zhoushan's Zhejiang army so that they can maintain the pressure of the Qing army on the coast.

After talking about these things for a long time, Li Laiheng fell into a state of nothing to say again. After finally waiting for the other three people to come to an end, Li Laiheng, who was bored, looked at the square table in front of him and suddenly suggested: "The main thing is over, Admiral, Prince Zheng, and Shangshu Zhang, how about we have a two-way play?"

People in Sichuan are all good at mahjong, and Li Laiheng is also quite affected.

In addition to the reason for his love, Li Laiheng also secretly wanted to settle accounts with Zheng Chenggong and Zhang Huangyan. This time, Zheng Chenggong and Zhang Huangyan sent troops to the southeast. The first sentence of the manifesto was "Since the Li thief initiated chaos..." Li Laiheng was very dissatisfied with this, but now everyone is a friend but not an enemy. Li Laiheng, who has always regarded the card market as a battlefield, can only use this to seek justice.

Before Zheng Chenggong could speak, Deng Ming shook his head and objected: "After talking for so long, I'm hungry, so let's have a meal first."

"Then let's have a few laps after dinner." Li Laiheng still refused to give up.

"The Prince of Yanping has just arrived and is about to leave tonight..." Deng Ming still felt that it was inappropriate.

But Zheng Chenggong was in a good mood today, so he agreed with a smile: "Okay, it's rare that Duke Linguo is interested. Have a meal first. After the meal, you must have fun for a few laps."

"It turns out to be a gambler," Seeing Zheng Chenggong so happy, Li Laiheng was even more wary: "You can't be careless for a while, don't be fair and don't get it back, but give him money instead."

Deng Ming did not know how to drink, so he didn't know how good or bad wine was. However, Zhang Huangyan was a famous scholar in the southeast. He was generous and very knowledgeable about wine. After arriving at Nanjing, he immediately picked out several jars of fine wine from the capture. After sitting down in the camp with the generals, Zhang Huangyan smiled like Zheng Chenggong and said, "I have a job in Qingzhou, so let's appreciate it together."

"It would be fine if it was a cup, but Zhang Shangshu's taste was never quite satisfactory. He said he was engaged in Qingzhou, but he was afraid he was the General of Pingyuan." Zheng Chenggong replied with a loud laugh.

Zhang Huangyan did not argue with Zheng Chenggong, so he asked the guards to pick up a jar of wine. After opening the seal, the wine was filled with fragrance. The generals in the camp were all coveted when they smelled it. Even people like Deng Ming, who were not easy to drink, felt that the fragrance was refreshing, as if they were drunk just after smelling it.

"How?" Zhang Huangyan looked at Zheng Chenggong proudly.

"Zhang Shangshu can indeed pick wine." Zheng Chenggong secretly admired it, but said, "It will take you to taste it before you know it."

Because he was still under the city of Nanjing, everyone present only had one glass after the wine was hot. Zheng Chenggong picked up the wine glass and put it in front of his nose for a while before he slowly drank it into his mouth. After drinking it, he looked at the empty wine glass and praised it with unsatisfactory satisfaction: "It turns out that I am engaged in Qingzhou."

Since the two of them started talking just now, Deng Ming was confused. The aroma of the wine was also yellow wine. After hearing what Zheng Chenggong said, he became even more confused: "Isn't this yellow wine? Is it Shandong wine?"

Zhang Huangyan and Zheng Chenggong were shocked when they heard this. Even Li Laiheng looked embarrassed. Although the latter did not know the source of the word, he saw "Qingzhou engaged in" at the door of the restaurant many times, which was a big word, and he knew it was a synonym for fine wine.

But Deng Ming was not good at drinking, so he never paid attention to it. Seeing Zheng Chenggong and Zhang Huangyan stunned for a moment, they began to look around and talk about him, Deng Ming asked again.

"This," the atmosphere in the camp suddenly became very awkward. Zheng Chenggong could not resist Deng Ming's repeated questions, so he had to hesitate and answer: "It's indeed rice wine."

"Why is Qingzhou engaged in it?"

"Oh." Zheng Chenggong lamented. Before the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, he was a student of the Imperial College. Like Zhang Huangyan, he belonged to the scholar class. The language of the upper class was of course different from the lower class. It was like giving gifts. The people might say, "Get away the pork heads really good, hurry up." The scholar wanted to say, "A little bit of your heart, please accept it with a smile."

The best wine has the aroma that can reach the navel, and the navel and Qi are homophonic. Qi is under the jurisdiction of Qingzhou, so the fine wine is called Qingzhou; while the poor wine has insufficient fragrance and dissipates in the diaphragm. The diaphragm is the sound of the calves, and the calves are the governing ground of the plain, so it is called Pingyuan Supervisor.

Both Zheng Chenggong and Zhang Huangyan believed that Deng Ming was a royal family. As a top aristocrat, they could not understand the elegant conversations of the upper class. This was really a good deal. Originally, the two wanted Deng Ming to cover up, but they couldn't stand him asking the truth. Zheng Chenggong had to tell the truth, and at the same time, he sighed in his heart that the young master was embarrassed this time.

However, Deng Ming didn't feel this way, but instead smiled and said, "It's really interesting."

Zheng Chenggong didn't eat this meal, and he also complained that Zhang Huangyan had to bring out the wine: "Did the young master live a very hard life before? Is it because he was to hide his name, so he never had any contact with scholars?"

After dinner, Li Laiheng said again, pulling Deng Ming, Zheng Chenggong and Zhang Huangyan to play mahjong. Deng Ming thought this was also a good opportunity for everyone to connect with each other. The four of them took out some bright silver ingots and placed them by the table. Behind them were many guards and officers. Their roles were similar to those of later cheerleaders, ready to cheer for their respective bosses. The order of the four people at the table was Deng Ming, Zheng Chenggong, Zhang Huangyan and Li Laiheng in counterclockwise direction.

"Where are the rules used?" Li Laiheng calmed down and looked at Zheng Chenggong opposite him with bright eyes.

"Well..." Zheng Chenggong didn't think much about it and proposed to use the rules in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Zhang Huangyan naturally agreed, and Deng Ming did not object. After briefly explaining the rules, Zheng Chenggong grabbed the dice and sprinkled it, and the game began.

Li Laiheng felt nervous: "Zheng Chenggong is indeed a good method. I wanted to play hard to get, but I thought he would give in. In the end, he used Sichuan rules, but he took the lead."

For Deng Ming, since this was a good opportunity to connect with his relationship, he played cards as the auxiliary and chatted, and soon talked about the matter in Taiwan and Luzon again. Zhang Huangyan was also very concerned about this matter and interrupted from time to time. Only Li Laiheng was fully focused and carefully pondered the cards in the hands of Zheng Chenggong and Zhang Huangyan.

Soon, Zheng Chenggong and Zhang Huangyan were both turned off the farm by Li Laiheng. When Li Laiheng held the dice in his hand, Li Laiheng felt proud: "Zhenggong, Zhang Huangyan is just like this. Well, they were all distracted. Today is my time."

Li Laiheng, who regarded the card field as the battlefield, won consecutive victories and five banks in one go. Seeing that the silver in front of the three people was piled up in front of Li Laiheng.

The officers who broke into the camp cheered happily, but the faces of the people behind Zheng Chenggong were getting worse and worse.

"It's hard to say whether Taiwan's trees are suitable for shipbuilding now, so you have to wait..." Zheng Chenggong picked up the card, touched it absent-mindedly, and continued to talk to Deng Ming.

Dong, Dong, Dong, Li Laiheng, opposite, began to knock on the table impatiently.

Zheng Chenggong heard the sound and hurriedly threw the card in his hand. After seeing the opened card, Yu Xin behind him uttered a sigh of regret. After hearing this, Zheng Chenggong also glanced at it and smiled: "Well, I made the wrong call."

"Mr. Zheng has ordered it." As Li Laiheng pushed the card, another cheer sounded behind him.

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"If the sea trade is so rich, can I send Erlang to try it?" When it was Zhang Huangyan's turn to play cards, he was asking Zheng Chenggong for the issue of the route.

"Shangshu Zhang, you ordered it."

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"Go and get another 100 taels of silver." Zheng Chenggong and Zhang Huangyan ordered one after another.

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"Can't play this one!" He had already taken the silver twice in a row. Seeing that there were only a few chips left in front of Zheng Chenggong, Yu Xin couldn't help but start to speak. Seeing the arrogant arrogance of the other party's cheerleaders and the contemptuous look he threw in the camp, the people on the Fujian Army were almost pissed off.

"Watch the chess without saying anything, watch the chess without saying anything." Li Laiheng, who was sitting behind the Silver Mountain, immediately spoke.

Soon, the hand was over again. When he saw Li Laiheng's devil claws stretched out again, Yu Xin, who dared not speak out, glared at Hu Shuai and cursed in his heart: "Duke Lin, you are also a commander-in-chief at least. Why do you like taking advantage of others' danger so much?"

The final result was naturally that all three families lost, Li Laiheng won alone. Amid the cheers of the soldiers in the camp, Hushang proudly swept away all the ingots.

Deng Ming looked at the sky outside the tent. It was already afternoon, and it was almost time to withdraw the camp and return.

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