On the poop deck of 101.

Colonel Pinto's hands were shaking so badly that a long piece of white ash had accumulated on the thick black cigar, which was shaking and refusing to fall off.

Mr. Zhao smelled the cigar and found it to be quite mellow. He wondered if it was rubbed on the thigh of a Havana girl.

"Why aren't you talking? Did I hit the nail on the head?" He suppressed the urge to ask for a cigarette from this guy. If he learns to smoke at such a young age, wouldn't that make him a bad boy?

"You should worry about yourselves. We have more than a dozen large sailing ships in Macau, and our main fleet in Malacca has hundreds of ships. When they come to retaliate, let's see how you end up!"

"Hahaha, that won't change your fate of being a scapegoat." Zhao Hao just kept on holding on to one point and said, "Even if they rescue you, it won't change the result of hanging you in Goa!"

"The Ming Dynasty will also be in turmoil on the sea borders because of your reckless behavior. When your emperor holds you accountable, you won't be able to escape!" Colonel Pinto tried his best to protest.

"No, since the Governor of Macau wants to use you as a scapegoat, why would he let you live to Goa and talk nonsense in front of the Viceroy of India? He will probably create a shipwreck to send you to the west, right?" Zhao Hao just kept talking to himself, "I'm afraid he will create the illusion that you are fleeing for fear of crime, and then your family in Lisbon will be implicated, right?"

"You devil..." Colonel Pinto was sweating profusely and could hardly stand.

"If the devil can save you, are you willing to sell your soul to the devil?" Young Master Zhao asked quietly, then walked down the deck leisurely.

"..." With a thud, Colonel Pinto's legs softened and he knelt on the ground. He put his hands in his hair and the cigar in his hand fell to the ground.

Gao Wu knocked it out with one kick, then raised his leg and kicked it into the sea.

"I'm willing." He was not an ordinary person, and of course he knew that joining Zhao Hao was his only way out.

"Hahaha, good, good job!" Young Master Zhao laughed with satisfaction. He had already noticed that Colonel Pinto looked dazed and worried. That's why he provoked him, but he didn't expect him to be so sensible.

"You haven't had breakfast yet? Come, let's have some together." He smiled and patted Colonel Pinto's head, as if accepting the other's surrender.

"Find Mr. Pinto some clean clothes first." Looking at Pinto's dirty tights and the huge pile of cordopas, Zhao Hao guessed that if he dared to take him back like this, Sister Qiaoqiao would definitely go crazy.

~~

A moment later, Colonel Pinto put on a brand new black shawl, tied his hair neatly into a bun, and sat at Zhao Hao's dining table, eating a delicious breakfast with big mouthfuls.

During this period, he could only eat pot cakes with pickles every day, and he didn't care how full he was, which made him very hungry.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Qiaoqiao brought another bowl of meat porridge, and saw that his mouth was full, and he had a meat bun in each hand. She couldn't help but sigh with pity, thinking that the red-haired ghost also needs to eat.

"Yeah." Pinto didn't understand at all. He responded vaguely, took the porridge bowl with both hands, took a deep breath, and gave a thumbs up.

"You said that the Jesuits will come to negotiate?" Zhao Hao, who was already full, asked him while drinking tea.

"Yes." After listening to the translation, Pinto quickly swallowed his food and replied, "This time, the Jesus Society asked us to do this. Now in the Far East, they have more requests from us than we have from them, so we will definitely not neglect it."

"Hmm." Zhao Hao could generally understand what Pinto said. Because there were too few Portuguese people, they could not establish extensive colonies in America like the Spanish. They could only build some armed warehouses and strongholds at key points in the ocean to protect trade routes. Without too much demand for colonization, they naturally did not need the power of religion like the Spanish.

He put down his teacup, crossed his arms and thought for a moment, then asked in a deep voice, "Will it be useful to talk to them?"

"Of course it is useful. It is the existence of the Papal Meridian that protects our Portuguese sphere of influence from Spanish aggression. Therefore, the Viceroy of Goa and the Governor of Macao must fulfill their mission of protecting the Church in the East. The Jesuits are a missionary organization directly under the Pope, so they will not easily undermine each other."

As Pinto spoke, he drank another large bowl of meat porridge, burped contentedly, and suggested: "Of course, the church is only negotiating on behalf of the Governor of Macau. No matter what the result is, it needs the approval of the Governor of Macau... Damn it, Domingo is just a self-proclaimed governor. We don't even have legal residency in Macau. Without the king's appointment, what kind of governor is he? He is just the commander of our Macau fleet, entrusted by the Viceroy of Goa to manage Macau's affairs."

"So what you mean is?" Zhao Hao heard the hidden meaning in his words.

"What I mean is that Domingo is also afraid that the matter will get out of hand and be reported to Goa. Because he is not the governor appointed by the king, Vice King Luis can dismiss him with just one word." Pinto seemed to see hope and said excitedly, "So as long as we don't make it too difficult for him, maybe Domingo will help keep this matter secret so as not to alert Goa. Naturally, you don't have to worry about the revenge of the Malacca fleet."

"Hahaha!" Zhao Hao laughed confidently, "You Portuguese have only one million people, but my Ming Dynasty has 200 to 300 million people! It's 200 to 300 times more than yours. Now we can make better artillery than you. Who do you think should be afraid of whom now?"

Pinto wanted to say that having more people at sea is not enough to gain an advantage. But when he thought of the fierce firepower of Zhao Hao's fleet, he was speechless. He believed that with the strength of the Ming Dynasty, once they mastered the cannon casting technology, it would be no problem to produce tens of thousands of cannons in a short period of time. By then, who could be scared by the few hundred cannons of the Portuguese Far East Fleet?

To put it bluntly, he still couldn't figure out the relationship between Zhao Hao and the Ming Dynasty, and thought that being called "Ming Royal Family" must represent the country.

Little did they know that this young man was just selling dog meat under the guise of mutton, and the few hundred cannons he had now were already the limit of what he could use.

Zhao Hao was really worried that the Malacca Fleet would attack him, and it was still unclear whether he could defeat them. If it affected the transportation of grain by sea, he would definitely be in big trouble!

So he is just taking advantage of information asymmetry and bluffing.

"But it's always better to avoid war." Pinto was really frightened and said, "The long trade route to Europe is in Portugal's hands. If the relationship is ruined, no one can do business."

"That sounds like human language." Zhao Hao nodded and said, "Then what conditions do you think I should ask for?"

"Leave behind all the gold and silver, and the Chinese sailing ship, and let the Duke of Goa and the Oriental Princess return, along with the crew." Pinto tentatively proposed conditions, so that he could go back and bribe Domingo, and as long as he could report that the ship sank due to storms, he should be able to get away with this matter.

"I think you haven't emptied the toilet yet!" Zhao Hao snorted coldly, "Remove his chair!"

Gao Wu picked up Pinto and pulled the chair aside.

"No, I'm just talking casually. What do you want, sir?" Pinto looked at Zhao Hao pleadingly. He didn't want to spend the night with Zhao Hao even if he was beaten to death.

"In the future, Portuguese merchant ships and their agents are not allowed to trade in Japan!" Zhao Hao said in a deep voice, "That's all I want! If you agree, I can consider returning your people and ships."

"How is this possible?" Pinto wiped his sweat and said, "Trade is the lifeline of Portugal. Even if the Spanish stop us from trading, we will fight them to the death."

"It doesn't matter, let's fight to the death." Zhao Hao didn't care about his threat at all and said, "I only believe in one thing, the truth is only within the range of cannons. If you can't beat me, then just bow your head and retreat to Ryukyu to trade with me. If you insist on fighting, then just come on, believe it or not, I will make sure you can't even stay in Macau!"

He said with a sneer, "You only have one large sailing ship left in Macau, right? I don't think Commander Domingo would dare to come alone with a ship to cause trouble for me. When your main fleet from Malacca arrives, it won't be too late to talk."

"Then I'm dead..." Pinto said with a sad face, "Sir, please give me a way to live."

"How many times do you want me to say it? If you want to live, help me make this deal. As long as we make this deal, I will ensure that you are safe." Zhao Hao waved his hand and had someone take him away.

After Pingtuo left, Wang Rulong, who had been silent on the side, asked in confusion: "Sir, will you really return the boat to them?"

"Yes, I always keep my word." Zhao Hao smiled faintly and said, "But I can't guarantee whether it can be put back together after it's been dismantled."

"Oh, I see." Wang Rulong smiled and said, "I guess with the Portuguese shipbuilding technology, it will not be difficult to reassemble it."

"Not bad." Zhao Hao nodded, took a sip of tea and said, "Isn't it time for Lao Ma and the others to join us?"

"It will be done soon, just one or two days." Wang Rulong was also thinking about this.

"Let's go to Tanegashima and wait for them."

"yes!"

~~

That afternoon, the fleet of the 1st Squadron returned to Tanegashima.

Upon learning that the Bozu navy had been destroyed, the head of the Tanegashima clan, Tanegashima Tokiyao, finally lost all hope. He led his retainers in an unconditional surrender to Zhao Hao and signed the letter of allegiance.

According to the letter of allegiance, the Tanegashima clan unconditionally obeyed all orders from the Tamra Garrison and donated Satsuma Island to the Garrison as the site of the Tanegashima Police Station of the Shiroyama Police Station.

This Iwo Jima is not the one attacked by the US military, but a small island located west of Tanegashima and south of Kagoshima. It is the key point for Japan to go south to Ryukyu. In this era, its geographical location is much more important than the other one. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the southern gate of Japan.

There are active volcanoes, hot springs, excellent harbors, and real sulfur on the island. Mr. Zhao attacked Tanegashima just to get it.