Late Ming Dynasty: Conquering the world starting from riding and cutting

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"Since he is a Dutchman, there is nothing to say. Just kill him."

Qin Hao winked at the Nord guard next to him. The Nord guard walked to the Dutchman naturally, raised the battle ax hanging on his waist and put it against his head. As long as Qin Hao gave an order, the Dutchman People can be killed immediately.

"Allah, Lord, I don't want to die" Alvin prayed silently in his heart while showing calmness on his face. But the trembling look on his legs revealed that he was not as calm as he seemed on the surface, and he was scared to death at this time.

The young man in front of him just now spoke Dutch, but he could hear it clearly.

When the blood drops dripping from the battle ax above his head continued to drip on the back of his neck, flowing into his back and sticking to his shirt, the sticky and bloody feeling instantly broke his psychological defense.

"I am a Jesuit missionary from the Dutch Republic! You cannot kill me! You..."

Although he spoke, he obviously did not understand his current situation. This place was not under the jurisdiction of Jesus, and his God could not save him!

Qin Hao needed to make it clear to him. Before he could finish speaking, he went up to give him a kick and scolded him: "Idiot, this is not where you are arrogant."

This kick was quite strong, and Alvin rolled directly from the top of the hillside to the middle of the hillside. When he was brought back by the Nord guards, he was still confused, but the look in Qin Hao's eyes was no longer the arrogance he had before.

"No! Don't kill me!" Alvin looked at Qin Hao in horror. This young man could decide his life or death. His actions just now made him think he was about to die.

"Shut up." Qin Hao scolded angrily, "Now I ask you a question and you answer it. If I think any of your answers is wrong, I will have someone cut off one of your arms. I want to see how good you are." One arm is enough."

Seeing the Dutchman in front of him nodding crazily, Qin Hao knew that the next thing would go extremely smoothly.

"First question, your name."

"Alvin." He replied honestly.

"Second question, your gender."

"Ah?" He was obviously startled, not knowing why this person asked this question.

"Say it!"

"man."

In this way, Qin Hao asked more than a dozen basic questions in a row and learned all about the Dutchman in front of him.

His name is Alvin, a Dutchman. Both his parents died when he was young. He has only one aunt and one cousin at home. When he was 10 years old, he was sent to the church by his aunt for training. He is now a missionary of the Christian Jesuits in the Netherlands and was invited to come to the Netherlands. Batavia Mission under the East India Company.

"What is your relationship with those natives?"

"Nothing, nothing"

When asked this question, he obviously began to hesitate and was unwilling to say anything.

Qin Hao didn't talk nonsense, looked at him condescendingly, took out the accessories and swung it at his face.

Alvin wanted to resist, but his hands were tied behind his back by the rope and he couldn't do it. In an instant, he felt that his face was cut open by a sword, and blood was flowing down like tears.

"This is just a little reminder from me." Qin Hao looked at him coldly, "I don't want you to think clearly when answering my questions. This is about your life."

"I said, I said. Those natives are actually Fuso people. We bought them from Japan."

"What did you buy them for?"

"It's to deal with the Spaniards. We are doing business in Taiwan and don't want the Spaniards to come and rob us, so we plan to use these Fuso people to attack the Spaniards and kill them all."

"How do you manage to lead them all by yourself?"

Qin Hao doesn't think that Alvin alone can control so many Fuso warriors. You must know that they are not kind people. The following are the genes engraved in their bones in this era.

"No, there were twenty-three people when we came, but they all left one after another. I was ready to leave after giving them medicine tonight, but they were caught as soon as they came down the mountain."

"Take medicine? What medicine?" Qin Hao immediately asked suspiciously.

Alvin knew that he would not be able to leave today, but his life might still be saved. For this hope, he decided to tell everything.

"It's in the pocket of my coat." Alvin said softly.

"Go get it." Qin Hao ordered a Nord guard to get it.

The Nord guard took out two things from Alvin's pocket, one was the medicine bag he just carried, and the other was a letter.

Qin Hao now took the medicine package and slowly opened it to take a closer look. It was a three-inch package sealed with oil paper, and the contents inside were well protected.

The first thing that caught his eye was scattered tobacco, which was very common. Qin Hao knew that this was not the key, but the small yellow-brown lumps around the tobacco.

Qin Hao picked it up and smelled it. There was a faint fragrance that he had never seen before. He looked at Alvin and asked, "What is this."

"opium"

"What, this little thing is opium!"

"Yes, this is cooked opium."

"This is how you control the Fuso people." Qin Hao couldn't believe it.

"Yes, this is a common method used by our missionaries. As long as people smoke these opium-laced tobacco, they will become extremely excited and ecstatic. As long as this continues for a period of time, they will become addicted. . And after becoming addicted, they can't stop at all. If they don't smoke during the interval, they will feel as uncomfortable as thousands of ants biting their bodies. No one can bear it." Alvin answered seriously, "Before going down the mountain tonight. , I gave each of them a large piece of it.”

After listening to Alvin's words, Qin Hao suddenly realized that no wonder they were so brave and unafraid of death before. It turned out to be opium.

Every Chinese has a bad opinion of opium. It was this drug that opened the door to the Qing Dynasty and caused the Chinese people to suffer in modern times.

The parent opium poppy was originally produced in southern Europe and Asia Minor. Around the fifth century BC, the Greeks squeezed the juice of poppy flowers or fruits into medicine (the original purpose may be as an antidote, and opium is its main ingredient. The specific ingredients are said to be no less than dozens. ). It was found that it has the effects of calming the nerves, sleeping, analgesia, stopping diarrhea, relieving cough, and forgetting worries. The Greeks called it "A-Bian".

At the beginning of the sixth century AD, the Arabs introduced poppy to Persia. The Persians changed the sound of "Bian" to "Pian" and called it "opium".

In the seventh and eighth centuries AD, poppy was introduced to China from India and other places as a medicinal material, and the Chinese pronounced the "A" sound as "crow". However, at that time, it was more commonly known as "Ther iaca (also called Ther iaca)". It is said that his evaluation is ""There are thousands of volumes of magical prescriptions, eight hundred medicinal names, yellow pills can make a thousand difference, and can cure all diseases."

Since then, the term "opium (or opium)" has appeared in China.

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