The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 12 Michael's brain supplement!

But Korla mentioned that stinking mouth, and he mentioned it in front of everyone.

Said that he used to go to the port to have a good time, and Yales might be the seed left by him after being happy. Yales should call him father.

Yales thought that Korla not only humiliated his mother, but also tarnished his blood.

Because Jales always believed that his father was a noble Spanish Caucasian, and it was impossible for him to be of mixed race like Korla.

Then the two became enemies!

Michael knew about this matter.

Combining the previous bad things with the current situation, Korla's death is definitely a vendetta for Yales!
You must know that just now Yales was standing at the door of his wooden house with a bloody dagger in his hand, looking at the murder scene.

It didn't run away!

Yales explained urgently.

"Dear Mr. Michael, you have to believe me, I really didn't kill Korla!"

"I don't know what's going on! I was sleeping, and the door was kicked open from the outside, so I came out to check the situation."

"I really didn't kill Korla, I really didn't!"

Yales was dumbfounded the whole time.

I just went out to check the situation, so how could I be charged with killing Korla?

He really didn't know what was going on!

Michael, however, took the extra things that the overseers took from Yales just now, and said through gritted teeth.

"You still dare to quibble?"

"Open your eyes wide and see what this is?"

"You didn't kill Korla, how could Korla's things be found on you?"

Michael took out Korla's purse and the brass badge that Korla has always been very precious, and questioned Yales sternly.

"There is also that dagger, which has already been checked by someone. The shape of the dagger is consistent with the shape of the wound on Korla's body."

"You didn't kill Korla. Why do you have Korla's money bag, Korla's brass badge on your body, and the murder weapon that killed Korla?"

"Yales, are you humiliating my IQ?"

Yales wanted to argue again.

"Mr. Michael, I really don't have one, Mr. Michael!"

"I was wronged!"

"These things were thrown into my house. I just picked them up and went out to see who kicked my door!"

"..."

Michael's face was ugly, and he waved his hand and said.

"Yales is crazy, just crazy!"

"Quickly tie up this lunatic with a rope, gag his mouth, and then hand over this lunatic to the governor's office for judgment tomorrow!"

"My dear God, what happened tonight is just horrible!"

Michael has already determined that it was Yales who killed Korla, and no matter how Yales explains it, it is just a sophistry to him.

He didn't believe even a single punctuation mark in Jales' explanation.

Where in this world is there such a coincidence!

……

The residential area of ​​the supervisors was on fire, Zhu Hongyu looked back at his masterpiece, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Then he touched the direction of the warehouse area without looking back.

Korla's wooden house was set on fire, and the fire spread. The supervisor Michael ordered all the supervisors to put out the fire.

The guards on the side of the warehouse area were also mobilized.

The vigilance of the supervisors was very low, and there were no guards left in the warehouse area. Zhu Hongyu easily touched the vicinity of the warehouse.

He found a warehouse at random, glanced at the lock on the warehouse door, frowned, and gave up his plans to enter through the door.

Because although he could pick the lock, he didn't have any tools at hand, so he had to find another plan.

Looking up at the ventilation window on the warehouse wall, Zhu Hongyu estimated the height and distance, and felt that he could reach it.

After scanning around to ensure safety, he took a few steps back, took a run-up and jumped up, reaching out and grabbing the wooden frame on the ventilation window of the warehouse.

As soon as he used his hands hard, he lifted his body up, and he looked into the warehouse from the gap in the vent.

The gap is not big, people can't get in, they can only probe in and have a look.

The interior of the warehouse was very dark, and there were no lit torches as a light source, so Zhu Hongyu could only use moonlight for illumination.

Fortunately, the moon was very round and bright tonight, allowing him to barely see the scene inside the warehouse.

Zhu Hongyu finished inspecting the six warehouses. The first four warehouses stored mined ores and neatly stacked copper ingots.

In the last two warehouses, one stores grain, and the other stores a large number of muskets and swords.

Zhu Hongyu couldn't help but smile on his face. When they succeed in their uprising, the food and weapons in these six warehouses will all be theirs.

At least at the beginning of their uprising, they were not afraid that there would be no weapons available.

……

Zhu Hongyu left the residential area of ​​the supervisors, avoided the guard post, and headed for the place where the miners lived.

He came to the shack where Shi Yongxin and his son lived, and handed over a few heads of garlic that he collected from Korla's room to Shi Yongxin.

"Give it to your son. Garlic won't cure dysentery, but it will relieve it."

Shi Yongxin took the garlic and nodded vigorously.

"Little brother, as long as you can save my son, my life is yours!"

Zhu Hongyu nodded and said.

"Come with me, take me back to the shack, I have something to tell you!"

Shi Yongxin nodded in agreement, and the two headed towards Zhu Hongyu's shack.

……

In the shack, everything was quiet.

Everyone has fallen asleep, only Li Guangyuan is still awake, looking at the roof of the shack with wide eyes, thinking about what happened today.

Thinking of the fact that Brother Yu, who has been with him day and night since he was a child, has been given the destiny to revive Daming and become the emperor.

He would be too excited to be a Hongwu Lord who expelled the Tartars and restored the great heroes of China.

If Brother Yu is the emperor, isn't Li Guangyuan the same as Brother Yu's Xu Datang and Chang Yuchun?
A hundred generations of princes, rest with the country!

Just when Li Guangyuan was thinking about how many wives he would have in the future, how many children he would have, and how much wealth he would make for his children and grandchildren, there was a sound outside the shack.

Then there was the conversation between Brother Yu and Master Shi.

Zhu Hongyu raised his voice and spoke to Shi Yongxin.

"You can go back, today's matter is over!"

Shi Yongxin opened his mouth to answer.

"Thank you Master Zhu for being lenient to my offence, otherwise, I don't know how much crime I would have committed!"

"From today onwards, I, Shi Yongxin, am willing to follow Master Zhu's example!"

"But I have orders, and I, Shi Yongxin, will never refuse!"

Zhu Hongyu waved his hand.

"Those who don't know are not guilty, I am not a person who cares about everything!"

Shi Yongxin said again.

"Master Zhu's identity is different from that of ordinary people like me, and his temperament is really different from ours. Shi admires it!"

Zhu Hongyu and Shi Yongxin were singing oboe and acting outside the shack.

The movement outside the shack successfully awakened many miners in the shack.

The miners all showed surprise. Combining what Li Guangyuan said before and the scene outside the shack now, they all believed in Zhu Hongyu's identity as the Ming clan.

If Zhu Hongyu wasn't from the clan of the Ming Dynasty, how could Shi Yongxin, a leading figure in the mine, be so humble and respectful in front of him.

(End of this chapter)