"Why do you say that?"

"Think about it, this city of Bagan is known as the city of ten thousand towers. The Buddhist teachings in the city are prosperous and the monk temple is ten times that of Mandalay. The pseudo-king king is also considered a first-class person of Zhu Wen and Wang Mi. But because he offended a local temple, he advocated that even though there were thousands of soldiers around him, they turned against each other and died at the hands of the people around him. This shows the local Buddhist temple aristocratic forces in Bagan. If we enter the city, as an external force, how can we not use duplicates in this chaotic world? How could there be no conflict with those Buddhist temple aristocratic families? In this way, what is the difference between our status and that pseudo-king?"

"This—" Ba Du was stunned when he heard this, and then replied: "There is still a difference. We have soldiers in our hands. I don't want the Burmese soldiers under the pseudo-kings, and they dare not shoot when they see a monk. The young men under my hands are all heroes. Even if the King of Hell came with a roster of guns and bayonets, they would still kill him back."

"Yes, we have soldiers and guns, but we don't just have soldiers and guns!" Chen Zaixing retorted: "Our soldiers want to eat food, side dishes, firewood, and salt. All of these things are transported from outside the city. What if the monks call on the people not to transport food, firewood and salt into the city? Besides, it's not just your soldiers with guns, but the British also have guns, maybe there are more than us. If the British come in front and these monks pull their legs behind you, what will you do?"

"This?" Ba was stunned by Chen Zaixing's questioning like a cannon. He couldn't speak for a while, and finally he had to answer dejectedly: "What do you think you should do? Just stand outside the city and don't go in?"

"Zhenwu, this Bagan city looks good now. In fact, it is a hot potato, and no one can take over." Chen Zaixing tapped the armrest of the seat with his finger and explained: "In order to deal with our army that occupied Mandalay, the pseudo-King Meng ordered the ban on the transport of grain to Mandalay in the entire Southern Myanmar and China-Myanmar from transporting grain to Mandalay, and also cut off traditional trade in the middle and lower reaches of the Irrawaddy River. Many people engaged in related industries became unemployed vagrants because of unemployment. In addition, his recruitment of troops and grain has greatly damaged the production of the entire China-Myanmar region, and a large number of refugees have advanced.

He went to Bagan to find a way to survive, so his rule was overthrown so easily. Although Meng was dead, the cause of his demise did not disappear. The public resentment in Bagan City was boiling and unstable rule was the appearance of all this. Dioc also saw this, so he asked us to lead troops into the city to suppress the civil unrest that was about to break out. Then, from the interests of our army, instead of going into the city to suppress the civil unrest and getting bloody in his hands, it is better to wait and see the civil unrest and let the civil unrest explode, and sweep away all obstacles that may hinder our progress in the future. This is more beneficial to us!"

"Are you saying that those mobs were bloody and washed Bagan City?" Even the man who was fighting against Badu couldn't help but tremble in his heart at this time. As a Chinese, he was really aware of the destructive power of this riot that broke out from the bottom. Due to the cruelty of past oppression, the power that broke out from the bottom often became more violent, and the damage caused was much more cruel than that of ordinary wars between countries.

"Not bad!" Chen Zaixing's eyes were very calm: "Isn't it the monk named Naiwen who raised his arms and shouted that forced the pseudo-king to be killed? Every Burmese monk and nobleman may become leaders who will resist us in the future, and use their own farmers' sickles to cut the throats of these leaders who may resist us in advance. Isn't it great? Only on the white ground burned by wildfires, our crops will grow better."

"Although what you said makes sense, will you look down on these mobs too much?" Ba Du retorted weakly: "Their numbers are too large, and there will be powerful leaders in the process of growing up, and they will become our threat!"

"Brother Zhenwu, don't worry about this." Chen Zaixing smiled reservedly: "They plundered because they became hungry. The leader seized the hearts of these desperate people by relying on generous promises. However, the plunder could only rob food but could not produce food. When the revenge was over, all the monks and nobles were wiped out. When nothing could be robbed, or even a small setback, the mobs could not be satisfied, and their leaders would be swallowed by their angry subordinates. The masses were always moody and fed up with the old and old. They would not follow a leader for a long time. Soon they would get tired of the destruction in front of them and replace them with a new one. This kind of riot is like a big fire. When the fire burns all the things that can be burned, it will be extinguished by itself. As long as we make sure that the riots will not spread to Upper Myanmar and will not burn ourselves, then there is no problem!"

Ba Du was finally convinced by Chen Zaixing. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Okay, Reshen, you are always right. I will immediately have someone reply to the Regent and reject his request!"

"No, you can't do this!" Chen Zaixing shook his head: "In this way, he will turn to the British, or simply become the leader of the mob by himself. A person in despair can do everything. You should pretend to agree to his request in the letter, but delay time through various excuses, so that he will not lose his palms because of despair."

"You're right!" Ba Du nodded, he frowned and asked, "Excusation? How about saying we don't have enough troops?"

"This is a good excuse, but I have a better idea!" Chen Zaixing said with a smile: "We can ask that guy for money and food, which can give him an illusion that we are taking the opportunity to blackmail him instead of doubting us to delay time. This will strengthen his confidence in trusting us. After all, people generally do things after taking money!"

Fifteen minutes later, Chen Zaixing left the tent in Badu, and a messenger had already brought a reply from him to Bagan City. In fact, Chen Zaixing had another very important reason in the tent just now: that is, a large-scale Burmese civil rebellion would help Dashun and the British Empire reach an agreement to divide interests in the Myanmar region. In Chen Zaixing's view, although the interests of the British Empire and the Dashun Empire in the Myanmar region overlap, there are also subtle differences.

For countries, they pay more attention to actual control of the territory of the Kingdom of Myanmar, and even annexation; while the British Empire actually cared more about the trade interests that followed after controlling the Kingdom of Myanmar. Of course, their insatiableness in the colonies, protecting India's geopolitical interests, and the empire's desire to conquer also made the British Empire not mind obtaining a new colony in Indochina, but all this has a prerequisite, that is, the cost cannot be too high, especially the benefits that may be obtained from Myanmar. Due to the conditions

The obstacles that Chen Zaixing can cause to the British Empire are quite limited, but he can reduce the benefits that the British Empire may gain from Myanmar in the future. A devastating civil war can greatly reduce the expected benefits of the British Empire for Myanmar in the future. Moreover, the spirit of resistance shown by the Burmese people will also make the British Empire feel the huge cost of directly controlling Myanmar. Perhaps in this way, the conflict of interest between the British Empire and the Shun Empire in the Kingdom of Myanmar will be less?

The Dashun Empire actually controlled the territory of the Kingdom of Myanmar and bears the subsequent occupation costs; while the British Empire obtained generous trade benefits through relevant trade agreements. If the British were worried that the Shun Empire's military presence in Myanmar would pose a threat to their important Indian colonies, the Shun Empire could agree to establish a half-time emirates in the northwest of Myanmar as a military buffer zone. Isn't this an acceptable and more favorable agreement for both sides?

In the Bagan Palace, Dioc was sitting at the table and watching the letter. Zhang Qi stood straight in front of him. After a long time, Dioc looked up and asked, "Mr. Zhang, do you know what is written in the letter?"

"I don't know, but Lord Ba has already given orders to let me command the fifty soldiers who have just entered the city and obey the command of Lord Regent!"

Seeing Zhang Qi's attitude very respectful, Dioke nodded slightly. In the letter, the commander of the Shun Army first praised his killing of Meng Jihe and his surrender to his side, calling him the first contribution of revival, and gave him a reassurance. He immediately stated that due to continuous combat, the Shun Army needed a commission to be dispatched and could not enter the city for a while. He hoped that he could temporarily guard Bagan and send fifty people into the city to wait for his orders, thinking that it was for the purpose of contacting the center.

Dioc thought carefully. Although the generals of Shun Army did not enter the city immediately, they still thought about it carefully and they were still cleaning up. It was just money. He had dealt with some Shun officials over the years. Although he had strong and weak abilities, his official voice was clear and turbid, his eyes were black and the silver was white. None of them didn't like money. For big things, as long as there was a huge amount of money, there was nothing that could not pass through. The other party's behavior was just to get his pulse right now and want to get a benefit from it. This was simple. Thinking of this, Dioc turned around and asked Zhang Qi with a happy look: "Mr. Zhang, I heard that there was something wrong with the army outside the city because of money. I wonder if it is true?"

"Because of money?" Zhang Qi's face showed a hint of surprise: "I have been in the city these days, but I have never heard of it."

"I heard that the excitation fee has not been paid enough!"

"The opening fee? It's impossible! Before the army set off from home, Lord Chen had already paid the opening fee according to the human hair, and there was a full three more. How could there be another opening fee!"

"The Lord Chen you are talking about is the Lord Chen Zaixing, who is the Lord Chen who is the official in charge of the Burmese School Office?"

"Yes, there is only this Lord Chen in our army!"

"Yeah!" Dioc nodded, his eyes swept over the signature of the letter, which clearly stated Chen Zaixing's name. Now everything is clear. Lord Chen probably paid a lot of money at the beginning, and maybe he had some private pockets. Now, seeing the opportunity to make money, he naturally stretched out his hand. Therefore, the signature of the letter was not the Lord Ba who commanded the entire army, but the Lord Chen who paid the money. These soldiers were probably sent to monitor him. Dioc couldn't help but be happy:

As long as you are willing to ask for money, you can get things done, what is the money? Before he returned to the case, he agreed on the paper and said bluntly, "How much does the King's expense cost? Please list the details. The country should provide you with it. The two adults also have some thoughts. The situation in the city is critical, so please enter the city as soon as possible to calm everyone's heart!" After writing, Dioke sealed the envelope and said to Zhang Qi: "Pick a delicate and capable person under your hands and send this letter to you Lord Chen personally!"
Chapter completed!