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Chapter 1218 Governor of Peru
"In addition to providing relevant intelligence, what else do we have to do?" Mather really didn't pay attention to the information the emperor wanted to send. In addition to the fact that there were too many things in his mind that needed to be calculated, the other party's Latin was too strange, and many words could only be guessed.

"Most of you will stay on the island and work with us to build a temporary dock. Find a few people who are familiar with the sea route to serve as guides, board our ship and go to the Viceroyalty of Peru to do your old business, rob passing ships and attack coastal towns."

"...Why?" This answer was completely beyond Mather's expectations, and then he asked the stupidest question.

"I will take the initiative to tell you what you should know, and it's best not to ask about what you shouldn't know. Curiosity is poisonous to the life of a prisoner." If it was a stupid question, so stupid that Setel would not have the patience to answer it and would have given a harsh warning.

"We have cannons on our ship, and the sailors have all participated in battles and can provide a lot of help." But Mercer was not intimidated. From the day he went out to sea as a pirate, he was ready to lose his life at any time.

But he didn't want to accept orders so passively. He also wanted to fight for the greatest rights and interests for his brothers, such as seizing the opportunity to rise up in resistance. But the premise is that it is best to stay together. If they are scattered, they will have no strength.

"This is our first meeting, and there is a lack of trust between the two sides. What would you do if you were in my position? Don't have too many ideas. Recognizing the reality will help future cooperation.

Don't worry, you can go back and discuss with your subordinates and give an answer before noon tomorrow. Before that, I must remind you that the other choice is very unwise. Once you take the wrong step, there may be an abyss below, and there will be no chance to turn back! "

Settle naturally refused, and then waved his hand to signal the sailors to take the pirates away. It was the minimum requirement to completely control the pirates. Intelligence could not only be obtained by asking, but also by forced interrogation. The emperor once said in class that when a man is about to die, his words are good, and intelligence obtained by forced interrogation is often more authentic.

If it weren't for the desire to keep track of the Spanish's movements and learn more about the situation on shore, these pirates wouldn't even have a chance to negotiate. They could just wait until they were all on board, bombard the ship and sink it, then capture a few prisoners, torture them, and throw them into the sea. It would be much easier than it is now.

Lima is the seat of the Spanish Viceroyalty of Peru. Before the arrival of the Spaniards, it was just a small village near the mouth of the Apurímac River. Francisco Pizarro set up a logistics base here to facilitate the attack on Cusco, the capital of the Inca Empire, and it gradually developed into a city.

Later, Pizarro conquered Cusco, the Inca Empire fell, and he became the de facto ruler of most of South America. When choosing the capital, he chose Lima, which was more convenient for sea transportation, as the governor's office.

Like most port cities in the world, Lima is built near the mouth of a river. The Apurímac River flows down from the Andes Mountains, and the city is built on the south bank of the river. Although it has been transformed by the Spanish for more than a century, most of the buildings are still from the Inca Empire era, low and dilapidated.

Only near the Almas Square near the river bank can you see relatively tall buildings, such as the unfinished church, the Renaissance-style Governor's Palace, the Gothic Inquisition, huge fountains and exquisite stone carvings.

At this time, the square was crowded with people, and there were bursts of noise from time to time. If you stand on the balcony on the third floor of the Governor's Palace, you will find that the crowd has left an open space in the middle, and two men in gorgeous silk clothes are fighting with a strong bull.

Bullfighting, along with the influx of a large number of Spanish immigrants, not only brought religion, food, technology, but also culture. Among them, the bullfighting performance at least once a week is one of the most lively scenes. Another activity that can rival it is even more cruel, killing!
There is a bronze building in the center of Almas Square. It looks like a small house from a distance and a tripod from a close distance. In fact, it is a large furnace specially used for cremating corpses.

All prisoners sentenced to death would be escorted to the square for execution, and their bodies would be thrown directly into the incinerator and burned to ashes in front of the onlookers. It was said that this would prevent their souls from entering heaven. "Mr. De Cabrera, Captain Mendoza is here."

There were indeed people on the balcony, the Spanish Governor of Peru, Luis Jerónimo de Cabrera, and his wife were watching a bullfight. At this time, the old butler walked behind them with light steps and whispered to remind them that there was a visitor.

"Mendoza? Wasn't he in Guayaquil Harbor supervising the warship's transformation? Why is he back again?"

The governor, who was chatting and laughing with his wife, frowned slightly when he heard the name, stood up and left the balcony, and only asked in a low voice when his wife could no longer hear the conversation.

This was not because he was afraid of leaking military secrets, but because he did not want to disturb his wife from watching the game. His wife was neither beautiful nor young, but she was a very strong presence at home, and even he, the legitimate governor, did not dare to provoke her easily.

The reason was simple: his wife's family was very wealthy and had strong influence in the Spanish royal family. Without the help of his father-in-law, he would have no hope of getting the governorship based on his qualifications and abilities alone.

Spain's domestic economy is currently sluggish and it is facing a war with France. It is already a rare opportunity to find a governorship in the New World. For the sake of money, you have to endure it.

"He didn't say anything, he just wanted to see you as soon as possible, it seems like there's something important." The old butler was very professional and didn't ask any unnecessary questions, but his attitude was very clear and he had already brought over the coat and hat.

"Take him to the study, I'll be there soon!" Glancing at his wife's back, De Cabrera decided not to go to the office for a formal meeting, as that might take too long.

"Dear Mr. Samar, today is bullfighting day and I am watching it with my family. Can't we wait another night?" A few minutes later, De Cabrera pushed open the heavy door of the study and asked a soul-searching question to the middle-aged soldier who was standing by the wall admiring the oil painting.

"Your Excellency Governor, I will not leave the port of Guayaquil unless it is something extremely urgent." The officer turned around, took off his hat and bowed slightly.

"Okay, okay, let's have a drink first and talk slowly. If you have any financial problems, please forgive me, I can't help you. In order to build this fleet, I have already used up all the taxes from last year. Unless I sell the Governor's Mansion, I can't get a single silver coin."

Looking at the anxious officer, De Cabrera walked to the wine cabinet, picked up the bottle and poured two glasses of wine, while setting the tone of the conversation. If you are here to ask for money, I'm sorry, don't open your mouth.

(End of this chapter)