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Chapter 281: Breaking the Lawsuit (2)

Hou Yong's words were originally kind-hearted, so I would like to remind this good friend not to overstate them.

But unexpectedly, Yan Zhenzhi didn't care about his kindness at all.

"You look far away, but the lower official looks like it's a disaster for the elbow and armpit!"

Yan Zhenzhi looked at Zhu Yunyu again and spoke loudly, "I know why you are thinking about the barbarian countries such as Myanmar. First, you are connecting to the sea routes, and second, you are relocating my Ming royal family."

Zhu Yunxi smiled silently and signaled him to continue talking.

"The barbarian country also has its own legal system. If our Ming Dynasty wants to occupy its territory, it means to seize people's foundation and build troops!" Yan Zhenzhi continued, "After occupying its territory, in order to avoid the barbarians sharing the same hatred of the enemy, we must establish a new king!"

"This new king did nothing and then had a title. Then he married the Ming Dynasty. His descendants inherited the titles and passed them on to our vassals of the Ming Dynasty for generations. In my opinion, it is a big mistake!"

"Da Miayi, where is the royal family that I enfeoffed in the Ming Dynasty? Did I enfeoffed the kings in the Ming Dynasty listen to him or his listen to our Ming Dynasty vassal kings?"

"Da Mie II, now that I am the Ming Dynasty is strong, they will naturally bow down and obey. But the next day, when the dynasty's military preparations are in decline..." Yan Zhenzhi said seriously, "I am not exaggerating, there will be no dynasty in the world that will last forever."

Zhu Yunxi nodded and listened patiently.

"If one day my Ming Dynasty's military attack is unfavorable, or the vassal is out of reach, who can guarantee that those people with foreign surnames supported by the Ming Dynasty will have other ambitions? Once they have ambitions, what will happen to me, the descendants of Zhongxia who immigrated to this year of Ming Dynasty? Have you ever thought about it?"

"It was originally a wild land, and I, the Ming Dynasty, strongly supported the construction of a paradise. Once these foreigners were unwilling to recognize me, the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty, was the wedding dress for others? In folk words, it was a sucker!"

For a moment, the hall was silent.

"But if you don't establish a puppet king, I'm afraid you won't be able to make a living in the local area at the beginning..."

Wang De, the Marquis of Anyuan, was still about to speak, but suddenly saw Zhu Yunyu raising his palms and shut up immediately.

"Yan Aiqing, what if you think?" Zhu Yunxi asked with some expectations.

"The puppet is to be established!" Yan Zhenzhi pondered for a moment and said, "It must be established! But how to establish it, there must be a charter!" As he said that, he looked at Zhu Yunxi again, "I know that you must use troops to Myanmar, and I am unwilling to fight. But if you want to fight, I cannot stop you, let alone stop you!"

"If our Ming Dynasty sent troops and occupied the territory of Myanmar, we must divide the Myanmar into dozens or even hundreds of small states. And the kings we established must be the home of enemies, so that they can be hostile to each other!" Yan Zhenzhi said again, "In this way, our Ming Dynasty can reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

"What then?" Zhu Yunxiu said again.

Yan Zhenzhi's originally elegant face suddenly became ferocious, "Then get married!"

"Ha!" The warriors laughed.

Yan Zhenzhi looked at them with contempt, "It is not that their men marry our Ming Dynasty women, but that the men of the Ming Dynasty royal family married their princess! The children they gave birth to are Zhu!"

Zhu Yunxiu's eyes lit up and he smiled, "What's next?"

"Hehe!" Yan Zhenzhi continued to smile, "When the blood of the Emperor Ming Zhu family is landed, the Emperor Ming will naturally support him. When he grows up, kill his foreign family... the male of the whole clan! Of course, it cannot be my Ming Dynasty, but you can do it at will... be assassinated, or two small states fight, and the whole clan will be beheaded!"

"Hiss..." The ministers in the hall took a breath, and the civil servants looked at Yan Zhenzhi with a little bit of a ghost.

Even Zhu Yunxiu was a little surprised and said to himself, "I didn't expect Yan Zhenzhi to look at Fang Zheng as rigid, but he didn't want him to be better than anyone else? Kill the entire family?"

Yan Zhenzhi continued to grit his teeth and said, "At that time, all the Tu Wang clan will die and no one will inherit the family business. Will that fall on my Emperor Ming's bloodline? My Emperor Ming's bloodline ascends the throne and says he wants to avenge his grandfather or uncle, so that he will be righteous in his hands!"

"With the support of my Emperor Ming, will the barbarians all have their surname Zhu in a few years?"

Looking at his hideous face, a sentence came from the hearts of the warriors, "The most poisonous scholar!"

Too poisonous, really poisonous!

What a trick to steal the sky and change the sun, what a trick to steal the bird's nest!

"For my 100th anniversary of Ming Dynasty, this must be done!" Yan Zhenzhi said again.

Zhu Yunxi nodded slightly, "It's reasonable!" As he said that, he quickly lowered his head and took another sip of tea.

As an emperor, he could not make sense for such vicious and even inhumane conspiracy. He took a sip of tea, glanced at the daily official who was among the civil officials, looked at the ears, noses, and hearts, and gave the other party a look that he was not allowed to write.

"I think it's too early to say this now!" Zhu Gaochi said.

He had to speak at this time because he had to take the chore.

"Myanmar's small country is facing a great country but does not know etiquette. The emperor's kindness is so good that he is everywhere, but they turn a blind eye to him. There is no one who bullies me, the Ming Dynasty? We must raise troops to attack him!" Zhu Gaochi said.

Everyone knows that this is nothing more than saying.

If it were in the past, there might have been civil officials who jumped out and said that there were not many crops in any wilderness, so what’s the use of coming? That broken place can’t be given in vain!

But now, the first second-generation nobles who went to Myanmar have returned. At this time, they are bringing the treasures they obtained from there, and are swaying around the world.

That is, they are still in the national mourning, otherwise they would have wanted to tell the whole world to grab it. There are good things there, gems, gold mines, silver mines, countless forests, furs, spices and rice...

Moreover, these civil officials now see the profits of maritime trade and the role of maritime trade.

On the Maritime Silk Road, all the foreign countries along the way are the Ming Dynasty's money bags.

It is said... According to the merchants who went to sea, the local kings and barbarians wanted to exchange gold for the glass balls of the Ming Dynasty.

The most important thing is that the cost and benefits of fighting these places are small.

But some people are worried, and they don’t seem to be very satisfied with Annan when they hear the emperor’s intentions.

Although Annan is small, it is also a country of legal system and is not easy to fight!

Zhang Ju, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, was a worried person. He spoke with a worried look on his face, "Your Majesty, can you do it slowly? Do you have to use troops?" He sighed, "The military expenditure in northern Xinjiang, the cost of shipbuilding, and Japan are already suffering from the Ministry of Revenue!"

As he said that, he sighed, "If the war begins again, may I ask, where does the money come from?"

Zhu Yunxiu's eyelids moved, "I use my private treasury money to build ships!"

Zhang Feng didn't say anything and looked straight at Zhu Yunfeng.

It took me a long time to speak, "If the war goes well, it will be fine. If it doesn't go well, spending money is like flowing. Even if you have a private warehouse, how long can you last?"

"Yeah! Cough!" Zhu Yunyu picked up the teacup and covered half of his face, giving Zhu Gaochi a look.

"Zhang Butang doesn't need to worry about money!" Zhu Gaochi smiled bitterly, "I have a way here!"

As he said that, he thought to himself, "Are you still worried about money? You don't know that Yazi is so shameless and just made a fortune? My fifth, sixth, seventh, and thirteenth, seventh, and eighty-nineth-nineth-nineth-nineth-home and their homes have been circulated. Do you think he has no money now? His money is probably more than the national treasury!"

"What name should be used?" Zhang Yu said again, "Because the Burmese State did not come to pay condolences and mourning, I asked for punishment. Isn't it too domineering?"

"Didn't the Duke of Wei say that, he has a way!" Zhu Gaochi directly blamed Xu Huizu.

Zhang Feng smiled bitterly, "Oh, just make an excuse to say that some Ming soldiers disappeared or merchants disappeared, and then use troops...?"

"What's wrong with this excuse?" Xu Huizu spoke and smiled, "At least, it can numb those local kings and make them think that the Ming Dynasty will not eat them in one breath!"

"Besides, it shouldn't be a high-sounding thing. Since we want to use troops, it is naturally how much money I do in the Ming Dynasty? Find an excuse, the population disappeared, and the local king who caught the other party was scolded for his ineffective work, and then a new king punished the powerful dissatisfied with the Ming Dynasty. Isn't this natural thing?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xu shook his head.

Zhu Gaochi was very happy, "Xu Huizu, you usually look at those with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but the damn thing is actually worse than anyone else!"

At this moment, someone suddenly sighed in the hall.

Zhu Yunxiu looked over, Fang Xiaoru closed her eyes and looked heartbroken.

"Why do the bachelor sigh?" Zhu Yunxi asked.
Chapter completed!
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