The First Tyrant of Daxia

About two hours later, after the court session, he convened another emergency meeting.

It involves the fields of commerce, agriculture, industry, etc., including a large number of personnel from the three departments, who will monitor all Japanese people.

Princess Sakura Sakai thought she had begun to infiltrate, but she didn't know that a big net was waiting for her.

After the ministers left, the imperial study became empty with only the scent of sandalwood wafting in the air.

"How is it? Did you find anything on this trip?" Qin Yun asked, personally handing over a cup of hot tea.

Wuming was flattered, and quickly bent down to take it with both hands, and said with serious eyes: "Your Majesty, there is nothing special. Princess Sakai Sakura's actions are all under my nose."

"She delivered the treaty to the Japanese mainland and received instructions from the Japanese emperor. Then she found Miyamoto on a deserted island."

“The whole process is almost transparent.”

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes: "Think about it carefully. Apart from these things, is there anything else that is abnormal? As long as you think it is, you can tell me."

Hearing this, Wuming pondered for a long time.

Then his eyes lit up: "Your Majesty, I don't know if this counts."

"This Miyamoto seems to be very afraid of Princess Sakai Sakura. He obeys her every word and dares not say a word. It has even become a relationship between them, like a superior and a subordinate."

"This is a bit strange. According to what I have heard, this Miyamoto should be very influential in Japan."

"Just like Jin Zhu and others in our Firearms Department."

Qin Yun frowned slightly: "Are you scared?"

He fell silent. If that was the case, things would be a bit difficult later on.

If Miyamoto really has the ability, he will definitely tie him down firmly in Central Plains, but if he is afraid of Sakai, it will be difficult for him to cooperate.

"Okay, I understand. You should go down and rest first. You must be tired after such a long journey."

Wuming nodded heavily: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Then he drank the hot tea in one gulp and left respectfully.

"Mr. Feng, what do you think about this?"

The white-haired old man Feng stepped forward, bowed and asked, "Your Majesty, could it be that Sakai has some leverage over Miyamoto?"

"He had no choice but to obey his orders."

Qin Yun put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky outside: "These are the only possibilities."

"Forget it, let's wait until Miyamoto demonstrates his abilities first. I hope he can really help Daxia speed up shipbuilding."

Mr. Feng nodded.

……

Two days later, everything was ready.

A huge convoy set out from the imperial capital to inspect the shipyards on the Grand Canal.

Accompanying them were officials from the Ministry of Works, Miyamoto, Tong Wei and others, with a total number of up to 10,000 people, including a large number of guards.

Princess Sakura Sakai was left aside.

But she also enjoyed it and felt that she could accomplish a lot of things in the imperial capital.

Inside the golden chariot, it sways constantly, looking very leisurely.

This was Qin Yun's first face-to-face, formal conversation with Miyamoto.

"Don't be afraid. I am not unreasonable. Even if you can't build a boat, I will let you leave safely."

"These silks, gold and silver are rewards for you and your family."

"My queen even went to the Taoist temple to pray for blessings and got a pair of peach wood talismans. You can take them too. They will keep your family safe."

He was smiling and very kind, as if trying to win you over.

Miyamoto raised his bearded face, his eyes alert for a moment, and his first reaction was that Qin Yun was trying to bribe him.

He immediately bowed his hands and said with shame: "Your Majesty, I will not accept the reward without merit."

"Your Majesty, please take it back and wait until you have done meritorious service in the future."

"You are so rude!" Tong Wei looked so delicate in a white mink coat, with rosy cheeks and rosy cheeks, but she was grinning at the moment.

Dare to not give Qin Yun face in front of her.

Miyamoto trembled and quickly fell to his knees.

Qin Yun waved his hands and glared deliberately: "Tong Wei, be quiet!"

"Forget what you promised yourself when you left the palace?"

Tong Wei stuck out her tongue and hid behind him guiltily, but she was still very afraid of Qin Yun.

Qin Yun patted her hands, then looked at Miyamoto: "It's okay, I won't accept the gold or silver, but please accept the peach wood talisman for your family. It's not worth much, but it can keep you safe."

Miyamoto hadn't reacted yet and was pondering for a while.

She still declined: "Your Majesty, I am just a humble wife. How can I deserve to use the things bestowed by the Queen?"

"I still say the same thing, no merit, no reward..."

Having said this, he suddenly realized something was wrong and looked up abruptly.

But Qin Yun was looking at him with a smile on his face.

His heart skipped a beat. Oh no, he was testing me!

In an instant, his face turned red.

Qin Yun's smile was very meaningful. Wuming once said that Miyamoto was the only one living on the island where he lived. Even his bedding and daily necessities were only for one person, so it was obvious that he lived alone.

But when I tested it just now, I found out that this man actually has a wife!

This question, then, is worth further investigation.

However, he was not in a hurry and pretended to have no doubts and said, "Okay, since you don't want to accept it, I won't force you."

"Let's get back to the topic. Why don't you talk to me about something else?"

Miyamoto wiped the sweat off his face, feeling extremely stressed.

Daxia Tianzi was too cunning. He tested me with just a few words. Fortunately, he didn't ask any further questions.

"Your Majesty, regarding shipbuilding..."

Qin Yun stretched out his hand and interrupted, "Let's not talk about shipbuilding."

Miyamoto was stunned again. If he didn't talk about winning over others or shipbuilding, what else could he talk about?

Could it be that I am qualified to handle matters of national importance?

"You are a mixed-blood of Daxia and Dongying, which means you are half Daxia. You have a deep understanding of both sides. Why don't you tell me about the customs and cultures of each side, as well as the advantages and disadvantages?"

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows and secretly reached out to hold Tong Wei's waist from behind.

He seemed very relaxed, as if he really treated this trip as a snow-walking trip.

Miyamoto's eyes flickered and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought, as long as they didn't ask about the core secrets of my shipbuilding, or about Sakai and the Japanese royal family, it would be fine to talk about it.

He sat upright, his slightly dark skin full of wrinkles, as if he had entered middle age early.

"Well, since your majesty has asked, I will speak up."

"There is no doubt that Daxia is more prosperous and more powerful!"

Qin Yun shook his head: "I want you to say something bad, no need to say these good things."

In the carriage, Tong Wei's beautiful eyes flickered. What kind of request was this?

Miyamoto was stunned for a moment, and then he was a little afraid to say it, and said evasively: "This..."

"Say, I forgive you!"

Miyamoto was sweating profusely, and it took him a long time to utter: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, from my observation, the Han people of Daxia are too proud and complacent. Their long years of victory have made them forget how to be prepared for danger in times of peace."

At this point, he hurriedly said fearfully: "Your Majesty, but I am not talking about you, I am just talking about the customs of the people."

"You asked me to talk about local customs and practices, so I talked about it..." He was afraid of angering Qin Yun and affecting Sakai's plans later.

Hearing this, Qin Yun was not angry, but his eyes lit up.

It is said that those who are close to vermilion will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black. Perhaps Miyamoto, who has just arrived in the Central Plains, is the one who hit the nail on the head!

He asked almost in a consulting tone: "Mr. Miyamoto, please continue."