The next day, the plantation on the south bank of the river continued to be burned. Although the rain added a lot of obstacles to the process, as long as you persist and pour more fish oil on it, the spice tree will always burn. But the whole Batavia was already shrouded in a slightly pungent and spicy smell.

The planters in the city are all going crazy.

Except for a few people who were first, most of them had been asking Alting to continue to send troops to attack Zhao's family.

"I want to arrest them all and hang them all."

An old white skin shouted.

Naturally, Artin would not accept such a proposal, and he remained silent. It is more meaningful to maintain the core interests of the entire company than to maintain the interests of these planters.

In addition, he believes that the Zhao family has other actions.

Sure enough, in the afternoon, hundreds of miserable prisoners of war carried the flag of the Dutch East India Company and walked outside the city of Batavia. With the appearance of these people, many of the arrogant plantation owners in the city shut their mouths.

Because he received Altin's instructions, his confidants had already made small moves among the defenders.

They set off a "anti-war" craze.

It is a crime to not know the exact strength of the enemy outside the city, nor even the way the enemy fights. Blindly letting the army attack out is a crime to their lives.

Their lives belong to themselves, their power belongs to the company, and none of them belong to the damn planters.

If you really want to continue to attack the outside world, then let the planters show visible and tangible real benefits, or let them, rich people, fight with them?

The arrogance of the planters fell sharply.

Of course, there are many people who are stinging their hands, because their plantations have been destroyed. Some of them are even in a serious debt crisis.

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They have lost everything, so they are fearless.

But there are only a few such people.

Even if many planters do not have plantations, they will not be in a serious debt crisis.

"Floris Yararen von Rutt?"

Zhao Liang repeated the name of the person in front of him, "Senior employee of East India Company?"

"Yes, yours." Rutt could speak a fairly decent Guangdong-Eastern Mandarin, "I am the clerk of His Excellency Artin."

"In principle, Your Excellency Artin accepts your opinion, but he still needs some time to unify the internal differences. So Your Excellency Artin hopes that you can give him more time to complete the internal unity of opinions. At the same time, you can ask that you stop the destruction of the plantation, because this behavior will only complicate the situation in the city.

Please believe in the sincerity of Your Excellency Artin. In ten days, only ten days will he get everything done.”

Zhao Liang touched his chin. If he heard it correctly, this person meant that Altin, the governor of Batavia, agreed to his previous suggestion, that is, to sell Abdul Raman, the Duke of Tianmeng?

This is a good thing. If he comes to Batavia, he will have a good idea.

However, the Governor Batavia spoke so easily, which really made him a little uncomfortable.

Is this guy that impotence?

I can't hold it anymore after just two slaps?

This was a bit beyond his expectations.

Zhao Liang had previously planned to take his fleet to the Old Port and Penang Port.

"Is this great? Abdul Rahman is a shameless monkey. There is no need for you to damage your own interests because of a damn bastard?"

"But ten days are too long, just five days. If you can't give me a satisfactory reply at that time, then I will go to the old port first and take a look around the monument. I believe that when I come back, the Governor will definitely make a wise choice."

Rutt's heart thumped. As the Governor expected, the Chinese people's eyes were not all focused on Batavia.

"The other one is that you did not sign a contract with me, but signed a contract with Lan Fangguo, and transferred the sovereignty of the Johor Kingdom in your hands to Lan Fangguo. I am just a businessman who keeps my duty. I will not participate in the affairs of countries like you."

Zhao Liang was serious nonsense, causing Rutte to burst into tears again.

"The last thing is that my servant was greatly humiliated when he went to Batavia before. This is a shameful manifestation. Is this the civilized and politeness of you Europa?"

“It makes me feel sick.”

"Go and tell your Governor that my servants must receive spiritual compensation. Otherwise, everything that happened before would be invalid!"

Rutt's face changed suddenly.

Zhao Liang's previous words would not have any impact on the progress of actual things, but this last one would be troublesome.

What is mental compensation?

If this compensation is compensated, how can the face of the Governor's Office and the company be preserved?

"Is that servant his son? Is he so concerned about the face of a little servant?"

Rutt didn't even bother to look at Louis and others, so he hurried back to Batavia.

Artin was very satisfied with what he said before. Is it only five days? It can be done with some time. But what does the last one mean?

"You go to see him again immediately and say we are willing to pay the servant five hundred shields, no, one thousand shields, as previous compensation, and ask for his understanding."

"If you don't succeed, you will tell Zhao that everything before was done by Louise. Now Louise has been captured by them. As winners, they can humiliate Louise at will."

Artin subconsciously felt that this matter was not simple, and he had the same premonition as Rutte. So he hoped to solve this uncertainty first and then talk about other things!

"Haha..." Zhao Liang smiled happily.

"One thousand shields, two hundred and fifty taels of silver. Xiaoyun, you are so envious of your hair."

Wigs have happened many years ago in China, whether it is a man or a woman.

Xiao Yun next to him was bare-headed, and his eyes looked at Rutt were filled with anger. One thousand shields, one thousand shields are paralyzed.

Is that one thousand shields short of the cost?

He was forced to cut off his braids and shave his hair that day. That was the biggest shame in his 18 years of his life.

Every time he thinks of that moment these days, he wishes to tear all the people involved into pieces.

At first, he was ashamed to meet people and even put on a hat, but others didn't know that he was bald. Seeing that he was wearing a hat, he even took a secret glance at him as he got old.

It's more obvious if you want to cover it up.

Now Xiao Yun simply stood by Zhao Liang's side and worked normally with a light bulb.

Although he was very determined and his inner qualities became stronger and stronger, this did not mean that he had forgotten the shame.

But I just chose to face this matter with strength.
Chapter completed!