Back to the Ming Dynasty to be a tyrant

After cursing inwardly, Zhang Zhiji laughed again and said, "Mr. Lu Ge, this Northern Expedition to Tsarist Russia is the biggest military operation right now. The cabinet has to support it no matter what?"

Lu Xiangsheng squinted at Zhang Zhiji and said, "Support, the cabinet absolutely supports this action. But if you want to recruit retired soldiers, you have to agree to a few conditions."

Sitting on the dragon chair, Emperor Chongzhen watched with a smile as the civil servants fought against the military giants, and Zhu Cihong, who was honestly facing the background wall, also felt his eyes widened.

After Lu Xiangsheng raised a few conditions to Zhang Zhiji, the matter was considered to be over for a while—Lu Xiangsheng also knew in his heart that since Emperor Chongzhen had decided to kill Tsarist Russia, he would definitely not be able to stop it. Just try to get some benefits.

Seeing that the two people had negotiated the general conditions, Emperor Chongzhen waved the two of them to leave, and then said to Zhu Cihong with a smile: "Have you seen it?"

Zhu Cihong bowed and said: "Going back to my father, I have seen everything. Lu Ge is now a cabinet elder, so it is naturally different from when he was the governor of Xuanda. He still thinks more about cabinet issues."

Emperor Chongzhen nodded and said: "That's right, that's exactly the case. There is a folk saying that you can stand on what mountain and sing what song. When Lu Xiangsheng originally served as the governor of Xuanda, he belonged to the military line, so naturally he stood on the side of the military. angle.

Now that Lu Xiangsheng is the head and assistant minister of a country, it is natural to consider the issue holistically, not just from the perspective of the military.

The so-called imperial way is like this, choose the right person to do the right thing, and then control the situation well so that the situation does not get out of control. "

After Zhu Cihong expressed that he understood, Emperor Chongzhen continued: "Also, the Mughal and Ottoman envoys have come this time, and the main purpose is to import arms from Ming Dynasty. What do you think?"

Zhu Cihong was a little confused—how did Shah Jahan disappear?With such a deep hatred, Ozerambo could still send people to Daming to seek arms trade?

Seeing Zhu Cihong's strange expression, Emperor Chongzhen laughed and said, "What? Does it feel strange?"

Zhu Cihong bowed and said: "Yes. If Ottoman sent someone to discuss the matter of arms, I wouldn't think it strange, after all, the two had cooperated on the Suez Canal before.

As for the Mughals, according to the information I know, Shah Jahan, the father of Ozerambo, died under the hands of Eunuch Ye Yang, and Eunuch Ye also poured Ozerambu a big bucket of dirty water back then? "

Emperor Chongzhen forced a smile and said, "Of course he poured a big bucket of dirty water on him. Although Ye Yang made his own decision at the beginning, it was because of his actions that time, let alone that Mughal wasted decades of vitality. .

Even today, the Mughals are still suspecting that Ozerambuh colluded with Ye Yang to kill his father, which is no longer as it was when Shah Jahan was in power. "

Zhu Cihong said: "It is precisely because of this that I find it strange that Ozerambu can let go of such a deep hatred?"

Emperor Chongzhen smiled and said, "Either let go of your hatred and fight for a chance for the Mughals, or take the entire Mughals to death. How would you choose?"

Zhu Cihong said resolutely: "My son would rather be jade pieces than tiles!"

Emperor Chongzhen said meaningfully: "You are the crown prince of Ming Dynasty, so you are naturally qualified to say this. But you must know that there is great terror between life and death. Will times still be the same as now?"

After hitting Zhu Cihong casually, Emperor Chongzhen continued: "Leave aside what happened to Ozerambu, let's just talk about the current situation. Mughals and Ottomans have envoys to Daming, so how should we deal with it?"

Zhu Cihong lowered his head and paced back and forth in the hall for a few steps, before deliberating: "Should we arrange the two of them in a similar courtyard? It would be better if the sound insulation is not good?"

Emperor Chongzhen couldn't help but clapped his hands and said: "Yes, yes, you have a bit of my demeanor now. The courtyards arranged for them at Honglu Temple are adjacent to each other. As long as the voice is loud, the next door is basically can be heard.

Let’s talk about it slowly. What Ming Dynasty lacks most now is labor, and what the Mughals and Ottomans lack most are time and arms, and what they lack the most is labor.

After this negotiation, they can get what they want, and I, Daming, can also get what I want. This is a matter of mutual benefit. "

……

For Samit, the Ming Empire is absolutely hateful—a large area of ​​land fell into the hands of the Ming Empire, and the previous Mughal emperor was killed by the Ming people, and now Emperor Ozerambulian’s You can't even hang your name, you can only call yourself the Mughal King!

Deceiving too much!

What makes Summit feel even more aggrieved is that people like himself can't even carry knives, the reason is for security.

But look at those Daming people with knives and swords on the streets of Daming, won't they endanger public order?The swords in their hands are just decorations?

This clearly means treating them differently, okay?Does it discriminate against us foreigners?

Although he was very upset with Daming in his heart, Samit also knew what he was doing when he came back, and he had to be convinced of him.

On the streets of Daming, you can't see the beggars everywhere in the Mughals at all. Everyone's face has a kind of vitality that I have never seen before?

It seems that these people in Daming believe that they will have a good life. Whether they are busy or resting, they can always see a faint smile on their faces.

Moreover, the eyes they looked at themselves were very ordinary, without envy or hatred, as if they were no different from them, that feeling was very strange, and it was something that could not be seen in other places.

There are also those delicacies of the Ming Empire. Although they don't know how they figured them out, they are completely different from what their own Mughals have eaten. Almost any kind of ingredients can become delicacies in their hands.

The most direct manifestation is that even though my group has been in the capital of the Ming Empire for several days, the food they eat is completely different every time, and there are still many things that I have not tasted.

Perhaps, we should eat less at a time, and taste a few more tricks?

Kemal’s feeling towards Daming is similar to that of Summitt. The inexhaustible food, positive people, and prosperous scene make Kemal think that he has come to heaven.

"If there is heaven on earth, Damascus must be in it. If heaven is in the sky, Damascus is as famous as it." Compared with the capital of the Ming Empire, Damascus, which is so-called as famous as heaven, is like a joke.

However, the moment he saw Summit, the good mood disappeared without a trace, replaced by deep hatred.

Although the Mughals and Ottomans had the same beliefs, even though the two countries had more exchanges and cooperation before, when the Mughals assassinated the Caliph happened, all that remained was hatred.

After confirming the eyes, the opposite is the person who wants to do it!

Like Summit, Kemal and his party did not wear a sword, but put it in their residence - Honglu Temple had notified them early on that if they went out with a sword without Daming's household registration, they would be arrested by the government When it arrived, Honglu Temple couldn't get people out.

Although he was very upset about this, in order to get enough ammunition from Daming this time, Kemal still strictly restrained those people under him, asking them to abide by Daming's regulations, and threw all the swords in the residence.

Then Kemal, who had just returned from a stroll, saw Summit who was about to go out.

Summitt is also extremely coerced.

Samit came a day or two later than Kemal, but he never expected that the two families would live next door—could the bastard on the other side hear what he said last night? ?

Taking advantage of Summit's stunned time, Kemal rushed over and hit Summit's face with a fist: "You bloody Mughal bastards!"

Although he was a little stunned by the smash, Summitt quickly came to his senses and fought back: "You bloody low-caste bastards!"

The sergeants sent by Wucheng soldiers and horses to maintain the law and order in Honglu Temple and the surrounding area were a little confused. After looking at each other in blank dismay, they reported the news to Jiang Yan, who was squinting and recuperating.

Jiang Yan rubbed his sleepy eyes, which were still a little bit sleepy. After arriving at the scene with a group of horse boys, the two groups were still fighting.

Seeing that Jiang Yan had come, General Banner Ren Zi'an smiled and said, "Boss, do you want to separate them?"

He grabbed a chair and sat down. Jiang Yan was no longer sleepy, but smiled and said: "Why panic? Go, get me a pot of tea and let them beat me for a while, anyway, I haven't killed anyone yet. "

While drinking the tea that his subordinate Ma Zi just brought over, Jiang Yan looked at the two groups of people fighting in the arena, and from time to time he was anxious for each other: "Kick the crotch! Gouging the eyes! Scraping the hair! Kick him! "

Jiang Yan was really anxious—as a veteran soldier who joined the Five Cities Army Division after retiring from the new army, he had seen a lot of various insidious tricks on the battlefield. The relatively "civilized" style of play of the two groups was really difficult. It's a bit embarrassing...

It wasn't until after a long while that the two groups were finally exhausted, that Jiang Yan put down the teacup in his hand, and said with a smile, "Go, take these two groups back, and put them in a cell.

By the way, remember to tell the brothers over there in the prison cell, take good care of them, dare to fight at the emperor's feet, it's really a rat licking a cat, nothing to do for excitement! "

Ren Zian bowed and smiled, "Boss, after all, these two groups are the guards of the Ottoman envoys and the Mughal envoys. Is it not good to arrest them all?"

Jiang Yan chuckled, ignored Ren Zi'an, and instead got up and walked towards the envoys of the two countries who had just come out of the courtyard.