The white-named He did not enter Temasek. It can be said that no Ming people did not enter Temasek, and even Fan Liang was planning to stay here in the future. At least the time is not yet available.
The fleet began to retreat, leaving enough supplies, and no more Ming ships would come in the next month. If a ship came, it would be either a surrender or a challenge.
Five thousand Japanese, thirty warships of five hundred materials, and hundreds of small sea boats remained in Temasek.
You won't retreat too far.
A small island more than a thousand miles east of Temasek has become a great place to stay.
It took three days to explore the island and found less than one hundred indigenous people, who were transported back to the Port of Manila by Molong. As Mao Sheng said, they were kind to the civilians and would give them a good arrangement.
The wharf needs to be repaired, and buildings must be built, etc.
"A good island, probably as big as Xi'an Prefecture." Bai Minghe stood on a hill and looked at the island from afar.
"Today, I'm going to go back to Beijing, so you'll be here for fun!" Mao Sheng stood beside him. His mind was no longer in Nanyang. What was waiting for him after returning to the capital would be a bigger stage. Although he was somewhat envious of Bai Minghe's doing whatever he wanted in a small place, he was a minister of the Ming Dynasty and could only be on the stage he had to face, even if he had to face the troubles that he could not solve.
The white crane took out a small envelope from its sleeve and placed it on the stone.
"What does it mean? Give me a gift to congratulate me on my promotion."
"This is a soldering iron!" Bai Minghe responded with a smile on his face.
The smile on Mao Sheng's face disappeared, and he opened the envelope, and there were two pieces of paper inside. One was called a promissory note, with a special mark, and each number was recorded, and even a piece of paper that needed to be sent to the head office to confirm. Some merchants jokingly called this item a silver mountain scroll.
Why is it called Yinshan?
The Baiminghe book says that the 18 million taels of silver in the bank are written on it. The purity and size of the silver in the Ming Dynasty can be called the standard silver in the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, it is called the primitive silver in the Ming Dynasty. The actual purchasing power of the primitive silver is higher than that of the miscellaneous silver, which is equivalent to silver notes.
Another piece of paper was written by Yu Qian. There are only two sentences:
If the three guards of Duoyan are in harmony, they will be prosperous, and if the Jurchens are disrespectful, they will be destroyed!
It seems to be the same, but the Ming Dynasty is the Ming Dynasty, and there is the art of using words in the officialdom. Basically, it means that the three guards of Duoyan can give certain benefits and wish them prosperity. However, the Jurchens are different. They make the Ministry of War feel restless and can be eliminated.
"This is the military expenditure added to the north beyond the standards for the next three years. How much does it cost to trade matters!"
Mao Sheng put the silver promissory note back into the envelope and burned Yu Qian's handbook in the match flame. He understood that the Ming Dynasty's layout began to turn south. His task was to guard the backyard in the north. If there was any problem, he would kill people. The one who killed the rebellion first. If it could not be pacified, then the one who killed was Mao Sheng, and then another person would guard the backyard of the Ming Dynasty!
It's really a soldering iron!
"I'm leaving. I originally wanted to have a drink with you before leaving. Now it seems that I'd better get out quickly so that I can't make any trouble!" Mao Sheng put away the envelope, turned around and walked down the mountain, walked a few steps without looking back and said to Bai Minghe again: "The scar on Mo Long's face, I said that he had a chance to take revenge."
"I understand!" Bai Minghe responded calmly.
There was no team to see him off, nor did he go to the bustling boat. Mao Sheng boarded a five hundred-stock transport ship. He would return to the Port of Manila and then go back to the officialdom of Nanjing, and then go north from Nanjing to Beijing.
The white-name crane of this island is very familiar with. It is only a few hundred miles away from Zengmu's Anlisha, west of Zengmu's Anlisha. To the north is the Indochina Peninsula, to the south is the sea area at the exit of the Strait of Malacca, and to the west is Temasek.
This is what the white-famous crane really needs. As the gate of the South China Sea of ​​the Ming Dynasty, the most important point in the defense island chain.
Bai Minghe stood on the top of the mountain and seemed to be experiencing life. Wang Cheng roasted a cigar and delivered it to Bai Minghe, and then asked: "Sir, is that Spanish Invincible Armada really amazing?"
Bai Minghe smiled: "I will tell you a secret, don't tell anyone. Their Invincible Fleet just has an idea and has not really started to build it. Not to mention ten years, or fifty years later, we will go to Spain, which is a little more difficult than the last time we met a thousand Japanese ships." Bai Minghe stretched out his little finger: "It's that big!"
"Then I don't understand?"
"My Ming Dynasty's biggest enemy is not an external enemy at the moment, but himself. If there is an external enemy that makes people think of journalists, they will always unite internally, and then ten years will be enough to eliminate these internal troubles. At least, the civil and military rule will be done together, and the slavery that has been kneeling for hundreds of years for the Yuan Dynasty will be eliminated, and the population will be increased by five times. Only then will the world be able to govern!"
What Bai Minghe said to Wang Cheng accounted for 70% of the truth.
Wang Cheng didn't like those sour scholars very much, and the path of civil and military governance sounded good.
"What about here?" Wang Cheng asked Bai Minghe again.
Bai Minghe did not answer, but pointed to the location on the mountainside, and a captain was running quickly here. Wang Cheng nodded and went over, and after asking about the situation, he returned to Bai Minghe's side: "Sir, Mo Long besieged two ships with twenty, sank one, and captured one."
"This little thing!" Bai Minghe didn't seem to take it seriously.
Wang Cheng reported again: "Mo Long said that the boat was like a ship that injured himself. There were a few blonde-haired people on the captive ship. So he decided that it was the one who injured him. But the other party claimed that they had just arrived here, and the one who came before had nothing to do with them, and it was Mo Long who found the wrong person."
"Is it wrong?" Bai Minghe asked back and said, "Mo Long said yes, I don't think it's wrong. Who made them look so similar? Even if it's not them, they are still in the same group."
"This..., I like it!" Wang Chengxin said that this is really unreasonable and domineering.
Bai Minghe did not explain to Wang Cheng. This is how they treated China hundreds of years later. Bai Minghe currently has no psychological burden or even no embarrassment.
Go down the mountain and walk towards the shore.
A wooden house was being built here on the shore, with hundreds of people tied to wooden stakes, and the two leaders were working hard to communicate with a Greek-speaking clerk.
Before the White-Chi Ren arrived, sixty elite soldiers were already lined up on both sides.
After placing the table, chairs and refreshments, Bai Minghe walked over with a small step. Mo Long personally pulled the chair open for Bai Minghe and let Bai Minghe sit down. Bai Minghe reached out to block it: "Mo Long, you don't have to do this. You are a soldier. We are officials in the same dynasty, and I think you are a friend."
Mo Long still pulled the chair for Bai Minghe. Bai Minghe's words had already reached his ears.
He believed that Bai Minghe would definitely avenge him or give him a chance to avenge himself.
"Thank you!" Bai Minghe sat down after thanking him, signaling Mo Long to sit down, but Mo Long refused.
The leader brought him to Bai Minghe, held his chest with his right hand and bowed. He could see that this person was a big shot because the Bai Minghe was sitting.
Bai Minghe did not respond, just pretending that he did not see the leader saluting.
After showing off again, Bai Minghe finally responded and said to Wang Cheng: "I don't think they respect me, and I don't like such etiquette."
Wang Cheng gave the civil servant a wink. The civil servant was a literati, but he said viciously: "When you see my master, if you don't kneel down, you will ignore it, and you will be blasphemy!"
Kneeling ceremony. The Western kneeling ceremony is kneeling on one knee and holding the right hand to bow. This is the ultimate etiquette, and it is nothing more than that when facing the pope. In order to survive, the Portuguese leader chose to compromise and used the highest rule kneeling ceremony.
Bai Minghe shook his head, got up and left. When he left, he just said something to Wang Cheng: "Tell him, learn how to show politeness first. I don't like rude people. If he doesn't know how to do it, find two Japanese people to teach him!"
Wang Cheng passed on this meaning and then left behind Bai Minghe, but Mo Long sneered and whipped up.
Back at the resting place, Wang Cheng asked Bai Minghe: "My dear subordinates are confused. You can risk confronting the civil officials of Manzheng and the court spent two years to eliminate the ritual of kneeling for the Ming Dynasty. Until the imperial edict is issued, you will not kneel unless it is a great etiquette. On weekdays, only heaven, earth, king, and relatives can kneel, but it is also recommended to use the ritual of kneeling during sacrifices."
"You want to say, I always hate kneeling salutes, right?"
"Yes!" Wang Cheng nodded.
"I hate kneeling, because this kneeling is a slave to China, but I do not reject kneeling, kneeling from the world, kneeling down to parents, this is the respect of people to heaven and earth, and filial piety to parents. Kneeling on the king, this is the respect of all people to long live their lives. Kneeling when they see people, and kneeling when they are at an advanced level. This is what I don't like."
Wang Cheng pointed to the beach over there, which meant that he had already kneeled.
"Wang Cheng, what I mean is our Ming Dynasty. The people in the Ming Dynasty should not be slave, but I like them. Let them start by learning to kneel and slowly learn how to be a human being. Of course, those Japanese who are extremely loyal to the Ming Dynasty also believe that they can avoid kneeling etiquette. In the barbaric Europe, they still need to seriously study etiquette and be respectful!"
Wang Cheng laughed dryly: "I don't understand everything, but I know how to make them understand etiquette. I can definitely kneel down to satisfy you. If you are not satisfied, you will beat them until they learn to be beautiful!"
"That's what it means, you can beat people better than me." Bai Minghe joked easily, and Wang Cheng also smiled.
Chapter completed!