My British Empire

"Boom—" A two-masted galleon of about 300 tons suddenly crashed into the pier as if out of control, and the splash of water directly wet the pier trestle, and several unlucky dock workers were directly drenched. .

"Who is so rude? How dare you be presumptuous in Southampton Port!" A passing businessman opened his mouth wide and exclaimed softly.

"I don't think I'm presumptuous, I'm afraid there is something wrong with the steering!"

A sharp-eyed person looked at the swaying ship, then at the panicked sailors on board, and couldn't help but say.

On the boat, the captain who had just berthed was covered in cold sweat, and he breathed a sigh of relief after the boat stabilized.

"Fortunately, it stopped in time, otherwise it would have been a big joke! However, it caused a lot of trouble just now!"

The captain wiped his sweat, walked out of the cabin, came to the deck, and began to deal with the accident just now.

"Call your captain out, I don't have the time to chat with you!"

Sure enough, the moment he stepped onto the deck, he saw a middle-aged man with a big belly and wearing a blue uniform. He was raising his chin, and arrogantly reprimanded the first officer in front of him.

"I don't care what Hawkins family's ship you are, even if it is a nobleman's ship, you have to pay compensation for the loss just now!"

"Please forgive us for our rudeness, Mr. Magistrate!" Seeing this, the captain hurried over, saluted and apologized softly.

"I will definitely compensate for all the losses, and there will be absolutely no delay!"

Seeing the captain who had just come out apologize in a low voice, the sheriff's expression softened. He didn't want to provoke the Hawkins family, who had great influence on the sea in the southwestern counties.

"Okay then! This is the last time! I will never let you go lightly next time!" After receiving a considerable amount of money, the magistrate immediately calmed down and ordered before leaving:

"Go to the Public Security Department to pay the fine as soon as possible, otherwise it will bring you trouble!"

The captain sent off the vampire-like sheriff with a smile, then turned around, and yelled at the watching sailors:

"Hurry up and arrange the goods, the tax officer will come again later, I don't want to be blackmailed again!"

Speaking of this, the captain showed a disgusted expression, full of bad luck.

The money he lost today was all deducted from his dividends, so he lost a lot!

In a bad mood, he walked slowly into the cabin, feeling distressed as he walked.

"Gahah, slam the door..." At this moment, there was a sound next to his ear, and when he looked up, a group of black people all over in black were looking at him angrily, baring their teeth and claws, as if they wanted to eat him. average.

Only then did he realize that he had reached the depths of the cabin.

Regardless of the hateful gazes of these black people, he stared unscrupulously at the naked (luo) young girl among them, the remorse in his eyes had dissipated a lot.

These blacks, but he got it by robbing a Portuguese merchant ship, and it is said that they are dedicated to the nobles in Portugal, and the price is not cheap.

"Sure enough, it's very different from ordinary black people. The skin is really smooth and tender, even smoother than that of a noble lady!"

Looking at the twenty or so tall black men with hatred in their eyes, he murmured.

"Where are you from?" he asked, recalling the Portuguese he had learned.

After all, it is dedicated to the nobles, so you should know some Portuguese!

"White people, let us go!" Suddenly, one of the black girls with a chest like a ball said loudly.

"Oh?" The captain became interested. He looked at the black girl who spoke, and took a hard look at her face.

Her face was no different from the noble ladies he had seen, except that it was slightly flattened, and her complexion was also carbon black, but that kind of light black. In his aesthetics, she was also a beautiful woman.

"Hahaha! Negro, you are all my captives now, and I am going to sell them for a good price? How can I let you go?"

The captain looked greedily at her protruding figure, and then at her big eyes, feeling a little pity!

However, there should be quite a few nobles in England who like this taste, and virgins can be sold for a good price, otherwise they have to enjoy it in advance.

"Sir, does your wanton human trafficking conform to the teachings of our Lord?"

The girl stared at her big eyes, revealing black and white pupils, and asked angrily.

"Unexpectedly, you are still a Christian!" The captain was a little surprised that the black man in front of him believed in Christianity, but he immediately laughed:

"However, your future is to be sold and has nothing to do with Christians!"

After finishing speaking, the captain seemed to lose interest in the matter of Christians, so he immediately turned around and chose to leave.

"Manla, what should we do?" Beside the beautiful girl, a girl with the same light black skin but a slightly smaller chest asked out loud.

"There is no other way, we have to wait!" The girl named Manla turned her head helplessly and replied.

"Waiting for what?"

"Wait for a chance! A chance to escape!"

...

"My lord, this is our wish, please accept it!"

The captain quietly put a bag of silver coins into the tax collector's pocket, and laughed softly.

"You're welcome, this is my duty!" the tax officer grinned and said with a smile, without any intention of refusing.

While smiling, the tax officer swept his eyes around, constantly checking for any prohibited items.

Slowly walking into the depths of the cabin, the tax officer suddenly widened his eyes, looked at a group of black people in the cage ahead, and asked in surprise:

"what are these?"

"My lord, this is a black man we bought from outside and is going to sell it to the noble lord!" The captain quickly explained when he saw that the tax officer's eyes and tone were not right.

"My lord, we are not black slaves, we are Christians, we are all Christians!" Manla, with a huge chest, saw a very imposing man approaching, and quickly opened her voice, shouting in Latin.

"Hmph!" The tax officer snorted coldly. As an official, he certainly knew some Latin. He turned his head, looked at the trembling captain, and said:

"As I remember, the Hawkins family only has subscription certificates for pagans, and they don't sell subscription certificates for Christians!"

"Well, my lord, I don't know, I don't know they are Christians!" The captain, who seemed to be smiling but not a smile, stared at the black-skinned girl fiercely, and stammered, explaining.

In order to manage the slave trade, the United Kingdom government classified Christians and pagans and sold slave trade rights to make money.

"Don't say any more, please explain to the court later! These slaves are all confiscated and used as physical evidence!"

The tax officer looked coldly at the trembling captain in front of him, and said bluntly.

After finding out this other case, he was one step closer to being promoted.

The tax official had a cold face, but he thought excitedly in his heart.