Three hundred and twenty fifth chapters in collusion
The Ming Dynasty naval fleet was surprisingly quiet while sailing. The more than 500 small porcelain altars of various colors and sizes on the flagship were like more than 500 sharp knives, deeply piercing the hearts of Zhu Youcong and the navy officers. Once upon a time,
What all Ming soldiers are most proud of is not the advanced weapons in their hands, nor their invincible glorious achievements, but precisely their loyalty to this country and nation! However, in the face of two hundred years of perseverance and the desire of several generations, they
This bit of pride was shattered. No one could imagine how these Chinese survivors survived on an isolated island.
"Master, what is this?" He put on his new navy clothes and stood very stiffly. Old man Peng felt that his hands and feet were not in the right position. The ordinary apple in front of him made him feel more curious than curious.
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"This thing? It's called Apple!" Zou Weilian tried his best to make his smile look more kind, and handed a piece of braised pork that was still dripping with oil to Old Man Peng's bowl. "Old man, you don't want to be an official.
Damn it. There isn’t much good food on this ship, so you’ll have to settle for now! Come and try the skills of my ship’s cooking team first!”
"You can't deserve it! You can't deserve it!" Old Uncle Peng didn't know what a grand master was, and he didn't have any concept of rank in his heart. His gratitude to Zou Weilian outweighed his fear of a first-rank official in the dynasty.
"Grandpa, it's delicious if you try this!" Even if it were an ocean-going fleet led by Zhu Youcong himself, there would be no delicious food on it, let alone snacks used to coax children.
But the cooking class still worked hard and used radishes and other ingredients to piece together a few bunches of candied haws, which is exactly what Mr. Peng’s grandson held in his hands.[
"Yeah! Yeah!" After adding a symbolic mouthful, Mr. Peng stuffed the braised pork in his bowl into his little grandson's mouth and said with a smile: "Nianzu, come and try this!"
Nianzu is a very common name. It is so common that among the more than 90 people who came down from the island, both men and women have different surnames, but they all have this name. And there are more than 500 small porcelain altars of different colors and sizes.
On the website, more than 70% of them also have these two words written on them.
"It's delicious! It's delicious! Grandpa, what is this? Did you bring it from our hometown?" All materials on the desert island are so scarce. Let alone children, even those who have passed away like Old Man Peng
The old man in his sixties has never seen what a pig looks like.
"Master..." Looking at his little grandson who was already devouring food next to him, the already hungry old man Peng did not move his chopsticks immediately, but cautiously inquired: "Are we going back to Ming Dynasty?"
"It's time to return to the Ming Dynasty, but not now!" As he spoke, Zhu Youcong appeared at the cabin door. His fat face was full of self-blame. Back then, he did not have the strength to destroy the Spanish fleet. But he could let the scholars
If the Chinese survivors in the fleet had been brought back to China earlier, they would not have suffered so many more years.
"Hey, you young man, what's there to do on this vast ocean?" It's not that Mr. Peng is relying on his old age to show off his old age, but that he has become accustomed to speaking like this due to his long-term isolation from the world. For this man who personally took them out of the island
, the little fat man who was assigned to the imperial fleet. He liked him from the bottom of his heart and did not want him to wander on the sea.
"I don't think there's much to see, either!" Zhu Youcong was not angry. His status as a general who ruled the country was not meant to be shown off to his own people.
In front of Zhu Youcong, Old Uncle Peng also lost a lot of worries. Suddenly he remembered something and asked quickly: "This young man, is it now the 210th year of Xuande?"
I don’t know about the Han Dynasty, but when it comes to the Wei and Jin Dynasties, even if I can’t get any domestic news, Mr. Peng and his friends have a very special way of recording the year. They still use the year number when their ancestors left their homeland. This is because the ancestors told him about it since he was a child.
In the story, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is called the Son of Heaven, and since he is long live, it is not surprising that he lived for one or two hundred years.
"It seems so..." Seeing Zou Weilian secretly nodding next to him, Zhu Youcong was sure. "But now the reign name has been changed to Chongzhen, and this year is the seventh year of Chongzhen!"
"Oh..." Old Man Peng was a little confused and muttered: "Why would he change such a good year without changing it? The seventh year of Chongzhen, which sounds like a lot less than the 210 years of Xuande!"
"Yes! Yes! I also think it's boring to change the reign name all the time!" It was the first time he heard this statement. Zhu Youcong couldn't help but grinned. "I will have a good talk with the emperor when I get back,
Let him come to you in his entirety and forever!"
"Look at what you young man said, you can see the emperor whenever you want?" Old Uncle Peng was also amused by Zhu Youcong's knowledge. He talked about it in private for a long time before continuing: "Actually, Chongzhen's reign is not bad.
, you’ll get used to it if you recite it a few times.”
Zhu Youcong wanted to say that it was really not difficult to meet the emperor, and entering the palace seemed to be no more difficult than returning to his own courtyard. But he had no intention of continuing to talk nonsense about this issue. He smiled and looked for it.
He sat down and asked: "Old man, you haven't told me how you came to this wretched place!"
"Oh! Yes! Yes! Look at me, I'm such an old fool!" Only then did Mr. Peng remember that he had just cried after leaving the island. After boarding the ship, he was even more busy packing up. He was busy burning incense to comfort the spirits of his ancestors in heaven, and he was still busy.
I really haven’t introduced my life experience in detail.
In order to show the strong national power of the Ming Dynasty, Zheng He made seven voyages to the West with the support of Chengzu. He did not conquer or kill. What he brought with him was advanced Chinese civilization. From the Jiupin Yingshan Suoucheng, the ancestors of Mr. Peng were left in Lu
The Song Dynasty did not build a strong fort and turn this place into an overseas foothold for its ocean-going fleet. They built a luxurious palace at the request of the King of Luzon.
Because since the fall of Zheng He in April of the eighth year of Xuande, Wang Jinghong, who was returning home, made a strong promise when passing by that he would pick them back when the palace of the King of Luzon was completed. The magnificent palace on Luzon Island was completed, and the people
However, the big stick of maritime ban was taken up again, and Zheng He's huge fleet no longer had the opportunity to sail around the world.
As if feeling the decline of the Ming Empire, the King of Luzon also changed his attitude towards these skilled craftsmen. First, he found various excuses to cut off the salaries that had been promised to them, and gradually, even the capital did not allow them to live in it anymore.
.The king's attitude also directly affected his people. These natives have never thought about accepting any advanced civilization, and they have never sincerely learned the excellent qualities of the Chinese nation of hard work and hard work. They only know that the Chinese are better than them
Wealthy, even if they were driven into the wilderness, these people invited from the Ming Dynasty could still fill their bellies and build a simple residence to live in through their hard work.
The local natives were jealous, which then turned into anger. They also wanted to eat well, and they also wanted to live in warm adobe houses. But they were unwilling to sweat like the Chinese. Small-scale theft in Luzon
With the king's connivance, it gradually evolved into large-scale robbery. As long as there were Chinese communities, local natives armed with bamboo guns and stone axes could be seen from time to time burning, killing and looting.[
With the invasion of the Spanish, this situation became more and more serious. The colonists wanted to plunder the wealth, and the local indigenous people wanted to find a way to vent their grievances. It is suspected that the kind and hard-working Chinese are the best targets. In the Ming Empire
In the years since the sea ban began, the land of Luzon has been soaked in the blood and tears of the Chinese.
"Young people, this is my old opinion. Let's return as soon as possible?" After a long hiss and a short sigh, Old Uncle Peng said to Zhu Youcong with lingering fear: "Don't look at those barbarians who started fighting in front of Xiyi.
They are like turtles and are at the mercy of others, but how ruthless they are to deal with us, the people of the Ming Dynasty..."
"Aren't they just a bunch of monkeys? Don't worry, old man, I'll have someone teach them the rules!" As for the natives of Luzon Island, Zhu Youcong really didn't take them to heart. If it weren't for the Ming Empire, he wouldn't be able to do it.
If he sends more free workers to the island, he really won't mind turning this place into a second Japanese island.
"It can't be done! It can't be done!" Seeing that Zhu Youcong's face was getting more and more ugly, he hurriedly persuaded him with sincerity: "Our vast country does not have to worry about those foreigners. Besides, there are still people living on that island now.
There are a lot of Western barbarians, and once they unite, you are just a few people, if you accidentally fall into their trap..."
"Western Yi, right? There are some in my team too!" In terms of quantity alone, Richelieu's French fleet far exceeded the Ming Dynasty navy led by Zhu Youcong. In order to make up for his short time, Zhu Youcong
Due to the lack of military strength, they have promised not to rob the Chinese except for the Chinese on Luzon Island, and the French are free to do whatever they want. Now they are working hard.
"Young man, you can't trust these Westerners!" Zhu Youcong's indifferent expression made Old Uncle Peng feel very uneasy. Although he had never dealt with the Spanish, he had made original choices in the past few decades.
Silent, the people who struggled to survive in the precarious terror were lucky enough to escape to the island where they were hiding. In those people's descriptions, these Western colonists were really wolves in sheep's clothing, gentle and gentle on the surface, but actually full of
Bad water in the stomach.
"Don't worry, old man! As long as there are generals here, those Western barbarians and Luzon monkeys will definitely not get along!" If it weren't for the need to maintain the glorious image of the Ming Empire, Zou Weilian would be very willing to tell Old Uncle Peng that as long as Westerners are now playing
Those of us have long been out of date. When it comes to the ability to fool around, there really is no one in the world who is more powerful than General Zhenguo.
The wild monkeys in Luzon dare to be white-eyed wolves and dare to talk about hardness and softness? Then they really have found the wrong person. General Zhenguo is not a good person. He never has the patience to talk to people and let people take their time.
I understand. As for those Western allies who are taking advantage of the situation, on the premise that France can catch up with and surpass the Ming Empire, they still need this Eastern ally. They will not do anything stupid for a Spain that has even divided up its home base.
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"Old Uncle Peng, please stay here for now. After I go to Luzon for a tour and let the monkeys apologize to you and all the compatriots, we will go back to China together!" Standing up, Zhu
You Cong said to Zou Weilian next to him: "Dehui, find a few people to help take care of it, and then summon the captains of each ship to the command room."
Zhu Youcong, who returned to the command room, frowned, and a very practical problem was placed in front of him. To be honest, he was not willing to return to the country right now, because the Ming Empire needed to expand its territory and conduct external affairs.
Immigration. These people who have lived overseas for many years are ready resources. However, they have suffered too much and have developed fear. If you want them to regain the confidence of the people of a big country, the easiest way is
It means killing, just like the Western allies did in the New World to clean up the local indigenous people. Then, the world will be peaceful, and the people of the Ming Dynasty can live a peaceful life.
But now he cannot use this simple method to deal with affairs on Luzon Island. Because the Ming Empire currently lacks labor, the monkeys on Luzon Island cannot be killed all at once, at least not yet. But there are hundreds of Chinese people.
The grievances suffered over the years must be compensated. How can we achieve a balance between the two? It can not only ensure that there is enough labor for farming, but also form a sufficient deterrent to these wild monkeys. It will scare them for thousands of years.
Don't you dare to yell?
Sigh... It's a headache. Zhu Youcong now regrets leaving his dog-headed military advisor at the Xin'an base to chat with Lu Xiangsheng. Fortunately, after winning the naval battle, he had ordered the two fishing boats responsible for hunting down the fish that slipped through the net to return quickly.
Notify the transport fleet on standby to weigh anchor immediately.
"Your Excellency, General!" A very sudden voice sounded. Richelieu, who could freely visit the entire battleship except for the weapons room and power cabin, appeared at the door of the command room. This red-faced Western politician seemed to have gained a lot this time. "
May I come inside?"
"Master Prime Minister? Please come in!" Zhu Youcong is not a migrant worker without status now. He represents the image of the Ming Empire. Although he is in a bad mood, he still has to observe diplomatic etiquette. "How about it? All the goods you want are here.
Have you made your selection?"
"Thank you General for your kindness!" It was a very hypocritical thank you. What Richelieu wanted most now was Zhu Youcong's armored warships. With this incredible defense, even without the new artillery produced by the Ming Dynasty,
It has become a decoration, which is enough for him to take it back to the West and become king. But obviously this idea cannot be realized in a short time, and this damn fat man will definitely not agree.
"According to your wishes, we have decided to help you in this direction!" Richelieu's words were very beautiful. It was clearly that Zhu Youcong gave him some soup after eating the meat, but he could say it so grandly.
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"Yeah! No problem!" He casually looked at the map and gave up part of his interests to drag France in, in order to completely turn them against Spain.
Richelieu knew very well what Zhu Youcong was planning, but he jumped into the trap without the slightest hesitation. In addition to doing so to show his sincerity in forming an alliance, it was also because the Spaniards did not expect that there would be an attack.
The East suffered such a tragic defeat. So Philip IV, while deploying the colonial fleet this time, also asked them to bring the treasures plundered from the New World back home. For this huge temptation, Richelieu really didn't mind.
Falling out with the Spaniards, anyway, they have already become rivals in the West or within their respective spheres of influence.
"Dear General, you don't seem to be happy about the victory you are about to win?" After taking the wine from Zhu Youcong, Richelieu politely expressed his gratitude and asked. Could it be?
My appetite is too big, so I made this fat man unhappy?
"Hey..." After a long sigh, Zhu Youcong said insincerely: "Prime Minister, I really envy you. Not only did you buy so many fine Spanish warships at the lowest price, but you also easily obtained such
Much treasure..."
"Oh? General, what do you mean by this?" Richelieu really wanted to throw wine on Zhu Youcong's face. Isn't this fat man too ungrateful? The whole of Luzon has been swallowed by him, and he actually
Still thinking about that little bit of rags?
Scratching his head in distress, Zhu Youcong said with a grimace: "Isn't this a mess left by the Spaniards?" [
"Is the general worried about this?" Richelieu felt that there was really a lack of tacit understanding between himself and this damn fat man. He would actually sigh here over such a trivial matter? Isn't it an effective rule over the newly occupied colonies?
, this is simply a piece of cake for Western political elites like him.
"Prime Minister, what can you do?" Zhu Youcong's eyes suddenly lit up. How could he have forgotten this person? He is the greatest and most strategic politician in the history of France. He can't be better than Nan Ju.
How weak is that dog-headed military advisor?
"There must be a way, but..." Fatty, do you ever ask for help? Richelieu's heart was already filled with joy. He was deceived during this trip to the East. Many times he knew that there was someone in front of him.
But I had to jump into the abyss with my eyes closed. Now I finally found an opportunity for revenge. Although I didn’t dare to make any excessive demands, it felt like being able to take advantage of the most shameful general in the Ming Dynasty.
Still very good.
"You can ask for anything, we are the most friendly ally!" Zhu Youcong's fat face was instantly filled with a smile. Anyway, no one can pack up Luzon Island and transport it away, and Richelieu also has to
If he rushes back to his own country to deal with government affairs, how much can his subordinates make if they continue to mess around? Besides, there are still many days to come, and France needs to import so many things from the Ming Dynasty, so it is just a loan now.
He was playing it for fun and would get his capital back with interest when he had time.
"Thirty hydraulic textile machines, plus two hundred bicycles like yours! I'll teach you how to play the roulette game!" Richelieu really didn't dare to speak like a lion, he just meant it, these things are just
Calculated based on the normal price, it will not exceed two million taels of silver.
"Deal!" Zhou Yanru and other profiteers are ruthless and dare to sell water conservancy textile machines that cost no more than fifty taels for tens of thousands of taels, but Zhu Youcong is not so shady. Since everyone is willing to help with ideas, let's give some more away.
Add a head! "Hurry up and tell me, what is a roulette game?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian. Your monthly vote is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please