Chapter 286 I drink from the golden cup with you, but I wont show mercy with my sword.
Capital, Rixin Building.
On the study balcony on the west side of the fifth floor, Gao Pragmatic stood leaning on the railing. He looked indifferently at the calm Shichahai, his face as sinking as water, obviously expressionless, but there seemed to be thunder and fire gathering between his brows. In the room not far behind him,
They were Gao Mo, who was slightly stooped, and Gao Qi, who was so nervous that his face turned pale.
After a long and heart-stopping silence, Gao Mo, whose hair and beard had turned white, spoke up: "Master, please temporarily calm down the thunderous anger. The eldest young master did not fully adopt Gao Jing's suggestion, which shows that he still has a sense of proportion after all.
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Gao Pragmatic had no reaction.
Gao Mo slowly turned his head, glanced at Gao Qi who was trembling slightly next to him, sighed softly, and continued: "As for the aftermath, the Secretary-General has rushed to Chittagong urgently. I believe he will be able to find the most suitable person."
Disposal, please don’t worry about this, sir.”
Gao Pragmatic still didn't respond, as if he hadn't heard anything at all.
Gao Mo seemed to have expected this, and he still said to himself: "Although Chittagong is a famous port, the local population is not large, especially the people living in the city. Before the war, there were only about five or six people.
About ten thousand people, if in the Ming Dynasty, it would only be one county. Even though they suffered... losses, there are still more than forty thousand people. In terms of such a survival ratio, to say that the massacre of the city is definitely excessive, is just a slightly harsh punishment.
In addition, according to the advice of Secretary-General Fei Ge, the old slave also believed that the remaining people could indeed be moved to Bago, Myanmar and other places - preferably Myanmar, and then dispersed and scattered throughout Myanmar.
Before that, you can resettle Han people or naturalize Han people to live in Jixiaogang.
In this way, not only will the local people's grievances exist again, but you will also be able to more firmly control this important area and make it a bridgehead for the westward retreat. If you can successfully control Bengal during this western expedition, Ji Xiaogang cannot be changed.
It can become a forward base that can support Bangladesh and even the entire Tianzhu area, and become an important transit point between Tianzhu and southern Xinjiang. From this perspective, what Mr. Xiao Duo said does not make sense - this is a bad thing."
Gao Jingshi remained silent, but both Gao Jing and Gao Qi behind me could see him. Gao Jingshi narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, and a sharp light seemed to flash in his eyes.
Di Qi was seen through by his uncle at a glance, and his consciousness became relaxed again. He knocked his head on the ground and dared to raise it up, saying: "Uncle has taught me a lesson...please give me a clear explanation."
Di Qi's hair stood on end, and he said easily: "Because... because this is not to slow down the military situation, but to clear out the city that has not been captured yet is to obey the king. According to the custom from now on, that kind of situation will be placed in
Seventh and eighth gear. This time, because there are fewer disobedients, my nephew specially placed it in the seventh gear..."
"Although he said that, he was thinking: A sultanate is just a sultanate. There is nothing small about it. Is it at least the same as a kingdom?"
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"Ha..." Gao Qingshi took a deep breath and asked hurriedly: "Ask him, what's wrong with him?"
"Want some advice? Well, ask him, when did Jixiaogang fall into the hands of the Arakanese? After that, who owned Jixiaogang?"
Di Qi said in astonishment: "That...nephew is Zhi, I guess it should be the kingdom, right?"
"My fault is...my nephew's fault is..." Di Qi was so hot that he was sweating and his teeth were chattering, but he really knew what his "wrong was". Or should be said, he knew the reason for his uncle's anger.
Where did he get angry - the point where his uncle got angry was where he was wrong! Once you find that point, how do you know where you are "wrong"?
"Gao Qi." Gao pragmatic suddenly interrupted me and called him by his name: "Ask him, why is such a small matter placed in the seventh file in the document submitted to you?"
Although his uncle sounded disappointed, Gao Qi actually felt a little relieved in his heart. It doesn't matter that his uncle is often disappointed. As long as he thinks you are deliberately concealing something or doing something secretly, it's no big deal.
They are just barbarians, so why kill them? The master leads young men, and his military exploits are the best in this dynasty. Even the King of Zhongshan (Xu Da) is comparable to the master in terms of the number of enemies he has defeated. How can the master care about killing people? But if it is because
There are too few murders, so there is no reason why the master is so angry!
Just because Mr. Xiao Duo gently refuted Gao Mo's suggestion, the Marines who came to carry out the blockade went on a killing spree and killed more than 10,000 people who "intended to riot"?
Gao Jing didn't feel that it was too difficult for a moment, so he glanced at Di Qi and gave me a wink.
That's right. Although the massacre of a city is always a glorious thing, it also depends on whose city it is. When Chenghua Liting was established, the real male was also killed by Xiao Ming.
I think that is glorious.
Gao Jing gave Gao Jing a wry smile, and Gao Qi had to hold back his fear and said tremblingly: "Uncle, uncle..."
Now he thinks about it again, Yuan... Diyuan, Gaomo, how do we distinguish between people who intend to riot this time? Then think about it again, before something like that happened, the Bengalis would have done nothing to you.
What’s your impression?”
Having said that, Gao Qi's face turned pale.
Di Qi was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he knelt down directly on the ground, kowtowing and said: "How dare my nephew, how dare he not be so treasonous! Since my uncle has taken the blame, it must be his nephew who is right. My nephew knows that he is wrong.
, I know I was wrong.”
PS: There was originally no chapter yesterday, and the entry code was broken, but after posting it, you seriously considered it and decided to hide it instead of posting it. Mainly because... well, they should be able to guess it. Just... maybe it was too bad.
Although it is an imaginary time-travel history, we still have to talk about the correct position.
Gao Qingshi did not turn around, but he sighed and said disappointedly: "It seems that he is just afraid of you, but he doesn't know what is wrong with this matter."
"The Sultanate means that the country believes in sects." Low Pragmatic said calmly: "Although Jixiaogang was lost and was ruled by the Arakans for decades, the Arakans only captured Jixiaogang for tax revenue, and we did not interfere.
local beliefs.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Humph, his intelligence secretary job was really bad." Gao Pragmatic finally turned around and looked down at Gao Qi who was kneeling on the ground.
, hotly said: "It's called the 'Bangladesh Sultanate'."
Although with the retreat of the Arakanese, Buddhists retreated in small numbers, but as a trading port, people usually broke out in armed conflicts because of the same beliefs. Therefore, the original sect of the place still did not have many believers.
Although his uncle announced the answer, Gao Qi still understood that there was no problem. However, I dared to question it, so I just followed his uncle's words and said, "Yes, uncle, my nephew has learned a lesson."
Gao Qi was not confused at first, but after a while he suddenly came back to his senses, said "Ah", and said with a pale face: "Xiao... yes, Gao Mo's way of identifying 'intended riot' is to kill a hundred pigs."
, use it all to make soup, and then let the whole city share the broth, and if anyone is willing to eat it... kill them."
You are a junior. If a junior makes a mistake, then there is nothing wrong with it. As long as your loyal attitude is believed, nothing can be undone.
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Gao pragmatically asked: "So, what kind of country is Bangladesh? Do you mean an empire, a kingdom or something?"
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"My nephew is stupid and has let my uncle down... Please give me some advice." Di Qi's tone sounded normal and sincere.
Gao Qi was startled for a moment, but even though he understood the reason, he could only reply: "Jixiao Port... probably fell into the hands of the Arakanese decades later, and after that it belonged to Bangladesh."
Gao pragmatically said calmly: "Oh? Then, you blame him wrongly."
Seeing that the master still answered, Lu Bing couldn't help but hesitate a little. For a moment, he felt that the matter was not out of control - even I could not figure out the master's mind? How on earth did that incident offend the master, even so thoroughly?
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