Chapter 139: Zhu Yuanzhang: We are from a peasant background
Late Qing Dynasty.
Peking.
Zhu Yuanzhang was explaining the next strategic deployment of the Ming Navy to Chang Yuchun.
"The Strait of Malacca must be taken down!"
"This is the only way to enter and exit the South China Sea!"
"As long as we can contain this strait, we won't be afraid of those Western Yi people not being able to submit!"
"Your Majesty, don't worry!"
With those Westerners defeated and retreating at sea, we are the only ones with an organized navy in the entire South China Sea. Now the entire ocean is our territory, and it won’t take long to capture Malacca!”
"If your Majesty agrees, I can eliminate all the Western Yi people in the entire Nanyang within two years."
"Let them go back to their hometown completely!" Chang Yuchun said confidently.
"We don't have to do this for the time being, we just need to take Malacca!"
Zhu Yuanzhang pondered for a moment, and finally rejected Chang Yuchun's proposal. Although he knew that Chang Yuchun had this ability, the industrial upgrading of the Ming Dynasty has not yet been completed, and the gentry in the entire large land north of the Yangtze River still needs to be further sorted out.
It is not appropriate to completely break up with Xiyi.
After explaining Chang Yuchun, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the many generals below and said with a smile: "Now we can see clearly the situation in this side of the world. There are very few powerful countries. In the final analysis, those Western countries that control Britain and France are all the same as the Ming Dynasty.
A businessman like a gentleman.
Of course, it is inappropriate to call them businessmen anymore. In their own words, they should be called multinational groups.
Such people have one thing in common: they have weak bones. As long as you defeat them and throw them a piece of bone, they will immediately beg you for mercy."
"We just defeated them, what we have to do now is to give them a little sweetness."
"Lanyu, you have to tell those Xiyi people clearly that our Ming Dynasty welcomes people from all countries in the world to come to Ming Dynasty to do business. All ports along the coast will be open, but the prerequisite is to gain my friendship and abide by my Ming Dynasty's rules."
"We can let go of the countries that sent coalition forces to invade our Ming Dynasty, but we must punish them. In layman's terms, it means ceding territory and paying compensation!"
"They must be more familiar with this than we are."
"Let them send representatives to Peking to negotiate with us. As long as we can reach an agreement, we will be friends from now on!"
"If they don't come, then they will no longer want to pass through the Strait of Malacca!"
"Your Majesty, if they really give in, are we going to let this go?" Chang Yuchun asked unwillingly.
Ever since he came to this plane, he felt aggrieved.
Every country in the world dares to bully China.
He used to think that Britain and France were big empires, but it was only in the past two years that he realized that Britain was about the same size as Guangdong.
What’s even more exaggerated is that Portugal, such a small country, dares to occupy Macau?
Simply outrageous.
Such a country has actually sent its navy over thousands of mountains and rivers to suppress the Chinese regime over and over again since the middle and late Ming Dynasty. This really made Chang Yuchun angry.
Although they have beaten their combined fleet now, only 30% of the bad breath has been released, and the remaining 70% is still suppressed!
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, a cold look suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Of course not, it's just a delaying tactic. We have just experienced a war in the country, and we need to recuperate for a while. When the entire Ming Dynasty completes industrialization, we will set sail again.
time."
"When we came to this world, we said we would go to Europe. This is no joke."
If it was just to vent his anger before, then his reason is even more abundant now.
After all, he still has tasks to complete!
It took twenty years to conquer the world. To be honest, the time was tight and the tasks were heavy, but there was no room for him to slack off!
After hearing this, many generals looked at each other for a moment, and their eyes couldn't help showing joy.
As a general, there is no one who doesn't like fighting.
Let them stay at home all day long, enjoy their wealth, and concentrate on making babies. To be honest, such days feel good at first, but as time goes by, they become too boring and cannot be as enjoyable as fighting on the battlefield.
Previously, the Ming Dynasty was established, the barbarians were subdued, and the remaining forces of the Northern Yuan Dynasty were even driven to the snowy fields in the north. Everyone thought that there would be no more big wars in the future.
But I didn't expect that His Majesty would become the Son of Destiny and be able to lead them to continue conquering new and strange worlds one after another.
This feeling is so refreshing, and it suits them so well.
They sincerely hope that such days can continue forever.
"Your Majesty, the representative of Tsarist Russia has arrived!" Just when Zhu Yuanzhang had just finished discussing the Ming Dynasty's next grand strategic deployment with the generals, Mao Xiang came in and reported a new situation.
"Oh?" Zhu Yuanzhang showed an interested expression on his face.
In the entire West, the greatest threat to today's Ming Dynasty should be Tsarist Russia, because the two countries have a long national border and are both big countries.
During the more than two hundred years that the Manchu Qing Dynasty ruled China, there were constant conflicts between the Manchu Qing Dynasty and Tsarist Russia.
We fought back and forth many times.
In the past, the Manchu Qing Dynasty could barely cope with the situation, but since the middle of the 19th century, especially after the British opened the country with the Opium War, it has become really unsustainable.
In just one to twenty years, Tsarist Russia cut off millions of square kilometers of land from the Manchus, including Vladivostok, the largest island in the north.
Zhu Yuanzhang saw all this.
He was looking forward to what choice Tsarist Russia would make when facing him after losing the war this time.
"Dear Majesty the Ming Emperor, my name is Anqiraj. \n Nikolayevich, on behalf of Emperor Alexander II of the Russian Empire, I would like to express my cordial greetings to you!"
In the Huangji Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang saw the envoy.
What he didn't expect was that the envoy was actually a woman, and according to his introduction, she seemed to be a royal daughter.
Of course, there was no difference in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes whether a man or a woman was a member of the royal family. He was only interested in the other person's purpose.
It is difficult for two neighboring great powers like Ming Dynasty and Tsarist Russia to maintain peaceful coexistence.
Unless one country completely convinces another country, or there is a more powerful enemy outside.
Zhu Yuanzhang knew this very well, and Alexander II must have also understood this.
It can be said that in this era, the possibility of Tsarist Russia, which claims to be the European military police, to compromise with the Ming Dynasty is very small. Both sides are natural enemies.
According to the Jin Yiwei's report, Alexander II was considered a wise king of Tsarist Russia.
Zhu Yuanzhang now wanted to see how he would deal with the Ming Dynasty, which had just failed in its strategic invasion and suddenly emerged.
"Are you here to express your surrender to me?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked first.
Ahn'Qiraj, who was paying noble courtesy to Zhu Yuanzhang, could not help but hesitate when he heard this.
She had heard in Tsarist Russia that the great emperor of the Far East was an arrogant tyrant, and now it turned out that it was indeed difficult to deal with such a person.
"Your Majesty, we come here with the friendship and sincerity of Tsarist Russia. We also ask the respected Emperor of the Ming Empire to also show the magnanimity and sincerity that a noble should have." Ahn'Qiraj said solemnly.
"hehe!"
"We are not nobles!"
"We are farmers!" Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help laughing after hearing the translated words.
"So put away your aristocratic etiquette!"
"We won't do this!"
Ahn'Qiraj was immediately speechless again.
He has never seen a king of a country who can keep his face straight and even proudly say that he is a farmer.
This is simply unbelievable in Europe.
"In Tsarist Russia, all peasants are slaves!"
"Is the identity of a farmer so glorious in the East?" she thought.
"besides!"
The smile on Zhu Yuanzhang's face gradually faded, and his voice became more majestic: "What you brought before was not friendship and sincerity. You brought a hundred thousand troops, and you burned, killed, and looted along the way, killing countless people in our country!"
"If I hadn't defeated your army and defeated your general, would you have come here with sincerity and friendship?"
"Or is your so-called sincerity and friendliness just a temporary measure?"