The leader here is Longzan Aqi, and the rest of the chieftain leaders are also acting as if they are following their lead. You must know that they were all enemies and opponents, and we don’t know how they communicated along the way, but at least now they behave
is a whole.
To be honest, Zhu Biao didn't really want to see this situation. As a result, many operations would be restricted. Once the pressure was too much, if Guizhou united with the Liang King of Yunnan and the remnants of the Xia Kingdom in Bashu to raise troops to resist the Ming Dynasty, it would be difficult again.
There is excitement.
The rise of troops in Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan is no joke. To a certain extent, it is even more dangerous than the invasion of the Tatars from the north again. The south is the grain tax hinterland of the Ming Dynasty, and there is no room for any setbacks.
"I am willing to lead my country to surrender, but I don't know when I can see the Holy One?"
Zhu Biao pondered for a moment and said, "Do the leaders know about the debate that took place during the morning meeting yesterday?"
As soon as these words came out, one or two people wanted to speak, but they were grabbed by the people beside them. They just raised their heads suddenly and stared at Zhu Biao with rather stubborn eyes, as if they wanted to scare him.
How could Zhu Biao be afraid? This was the palace. As long as he wanted to give an order, the death of these people would be determined by his will.
Zhu Biao's eyes did not dodge and flicker, he met their gazes straightly, as if he was staring at all of them, but as if he couldn't see any of them...
The leader of Shuidong, Song Mengmenggai, who was standing next to Longzan Aqi, suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped those people in the face. Several loud slaps echoed in the hall, followed closely by several dull knee touches.
There was a sound of hitting the ground.
"I and other barbarians do not understand the etiquette of the Central Plains, so please forgive me, Your Highness, the Crown Prince!"
Zhu Biao waved his hands with a smile on his face and said: "No problem, the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's ministers. When you return to meet the saint and accept the official, I will give you some classics and history books."
Long Zan Aqi kowtowed respectfully and thanked him, and then began to answer Zhu Biao's question: "I have heard about it, but I am grateful for His Majesty's kindness. I will definitely abide by the way of being a minister and perform my duties loyally for the Ming Dynasty!"
After Long Zan Aqi finished his polite words, Shi'er, the female steward of Puding who was quiet beside him, suddenly said: "Your Highness, why do we take the initiative to surrender, and why do Ming officials want to kill us? Your Highness, please clarify.
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Women in Guizhou have a high status and can inherit the status of clan leaders. This Shi'er is a typical representative. After listening to her words, Longzan Aqi remained motionless, and Song Mengmenggai, who had just taught others a lesson, no longer tried to dissuade her.
It seems that people everywhere understand the principle of one being a good person and the other being a bad person, and they also specially arranged for the woman Shi'er to be the bad person, so Zhu Biao would not care too much about the same woman.
Zhu Biao slowly suppressed his smile and said: "It's a little late. Since the first year of Hongwu, the Ming Dynasty has been sending envoys to various ministries. I believe that none of your families have been pulled down, but the result is that you have been rejected again and again.
, and even several envoys died in the mountains and forests of Guizhou."
Shi'er's appearance is by no means beautiful. There are scars all over her face and the skin is rough and dull. However, her expression is extremely determined, and she obviously doesn't care about her appearance.
"The matter is so important that we are hesitant, but what crime leads to death?"
Long Zan Aqi also hurriedly said: "Your Highness, the death of the envoy has nothing to do with us. We have always respected the Ming envoy with great respect, and the tribes in Guizhou's mountain villages who are not subject to our control also have no relationship with us."
"Young master, it must be them..."
No one would be stupid enough to accept the crime of murdering the Ming envoys. In fact, those envoys were indeed attacked and killed by the small tribes Hei Cuan or Luo Luo Bai Cuan who formed a stronghold to protect themselves. As for whether they were motivated by profit behind their backs.
Yes, who knows?
Zhu Biao picked up the teacup, shook his head and blew it gently. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, Wu Bozong and Li Qi, who were standing silently on the side, stood up to talk to the chieftains. Their words were no longer as gentle as they had been when accompanying them in the past few days, but were aggressive.
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It would be good if this group of people could barely converse in Mandarin. Opposed to them, professional talkers like Li Qi and Wu Bozong were naturally defeated. There were many things Zhu Biao couldn't say. He was the crown prince of the country, and his every word and deed represented the will of the country.
Although it has not yet reached the point where the emperor is uttering the golden words of Tianxian, he cannot express his position at will, especially when it comes to such issues involving local forces. It is not good to shout and kill, but it is not good to be too gentle and appear weak.
The conversation lasted for nearly two hours, and in the end several officials from the Governor's Office came to join in the fun, which made the Guizhou chieftains sometimes get excited, but in the end they were calmed down by Zhu Biao.
In fact, this conversation did not say anything about the real division of power. The main thing was to look at attitudes. Just like boiling an eagle, no one knows the outcome until the end.
The Ming Dynasty hoped that Guizhou would be pacified as soon as possible. This was not a verbal donation of land, but a real cooperation with the Ming Dynasty in sending officials to gradually establish the minimum order under the control of the local government.
The chieftains were naturally unwilling to do so. What they wanted more was to be like the Yuan Dynasty or the Ming Xia Dynasty. The chieftains would nominally surrender, accept the appointment of the court, and pay taxes every year, but they must be recognized by the court as their local supremacy.
s right.
This is the point of conflict between the two sides. No one is willing to give in easily. The reason why both sides are willing to talk now is to exercise restraint. The chieftains know that Ming Dynasty has the power to suppress them, and Ming Dynasty also knows that these chieftains still know how to be afraid and can communicate, and they are entrenched in Yunnan and Guizhou.
All ethnic groups in this land are truly alien people who refuse to obey discipline and restraint.
At least for now, it seems that the chieftains are still very sincere. Of course, it may be due to the situation. Zhu Biao likes people who know how to weigh the pros and cons and are fearful. What he hates the most is those who have no scruples.
People who don't know awe may not be able to achieve success, but they can definitely do bad things. Now the chieftains are willing to talk and bow their heads, which is good. At least it can save tens of thousands of casualties.
Zhu Biao was never afraid of others flipping the table, but that meant trouble. Not only was it troublesome to deal with the person who broke the rules, but it was even more troublesome to deal with the impact of this matter.
Zhu Biao looked at Li Qi who stayed and asked: "You have been following this group of people for a few days. Who do you think I, Da Ming, should support?"
Li Qi thought carefully and replied: "There are many chieftains in Guizhou, so I think I should support Longzan Aqi, and I will spare no effort to support him!"
Zhu Biao looked at Li Qi, who had lost a lot of weight, with great interest: "I see that Longzan Aqi is already the chief chieftain of Guizhou. If I, the Ming Dynasty, support me vigorously, you will not be afraid of raising tigers."
A king from Guizhou is coming?"
"I think that the tribes in Guizhou today elect Longzan Aqi as their leader because they are afraid of communicating with the imperial court and are afraid of being killed to scare the monkeys. No one wants to be the leader. The more oppressive I am in the Ming Dynasty, the more they will be prompted to gather in groups to protect themselves and kill the chickens to scare the monkeys.
I’m afraid it won’t have much effect on the lawless people waiting for change, so it’s better to lure them and divide and conquer them.”
"Although the tribes currently seem to be a whole, according to my understanding and recent observations, they actually have many internal conflicts. They are just suppressing them temporarily because of fear of the Ming Dynasty. After all, they are just trapped on the top of a mountain in a state and do their own thing.
It’s just power, how can short-sightedness be used for long-term planning..."
Zhu Biao listened quietly to Li Qi's eloquent talk below, showing neither satisfaction nor dissatisfaction. He just felt that Li Qi had grown a little while going out.
However, it is still a bit immature. At least for now, it seems that he does not have the talents of his father Li Shan. Zhu Biao can't help but feel a little disappointed. Is he just a middle-aged man?
The tiger father and the dog son are really a bit sad. Not only Li Shan grew up Chang Yuchun, but too many noble sons and daughters disappointed Zhu Biao. Fortunately, there was Xu Yungong who could comfort him a little.