Mahabalipuram, the Chinese name is abbreviated as "Malan Port".
This is the second largest port in eastern India. To the south of it, Chennai (the capital of Tamil Nadu) is still just a small fishing village.
Forty-five-year-old Wu Chengen disembarked from the boat with other physics disciples, and what he saw was the dark head on the dock.
"Journey to the West" has been serialized in the Ming Dynasty. Except for a few friends, no one knows that he is the author of the novel. A noble scholar is reduced to writing novels to make a living. He really has no shame in disclosing his identity!
Wu Cheng'en was born in a small businessman family, and his ancestors were academic officials. He became famous at a young age and was highly appreciated by the gentry and celebrities, who allowed him to enter and leave the library at will.
So it was bad. Wu Chengen read a lot of biographies, novels, and unofficial histories, but he delayed the orthodox Four Books and Five Classics. If his thinking is wild, he can't take it back. Wu Chengen's eight-legged essays are always off-line. When he is nearly fifty years old, he can't even pass the national examination.
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A few years ago, he went to Longxi Academy in Huai'an to study and began to write the novel "Journey to the West". In the middle, he joined the School of Physics and became a disciple of the prefect Wang Xiang, equivalent to Wang Yuan's disciples and grandchildren.
Physics in Huai'an has long merged with the Taizhou School, a branch of Xinxue, which advocates people-oriented, all common people can be holy, and personal legitimate interests must not be violated. The Jishi School organization spread rapidly in Huai'an, but it is slightly different from Hangzhou.
The Huai'an Jishi Sect does not advocate using force to solve problems.
Wu Cheng'en took advantage of the opportunity to become a member of the Huai'an Jishi Sect, but it did not change his life. He still failed to pass the examination. However, he had more friends than before. He could get relief when he was in poverty, and he also helped others when he was in trouble.
Some time ago, more than thirty members of the Huai'an Jishi Sect responded to the call and planned to go to sea with Wang Yuan.
Wu Chengen was poor but wanted to change, so he also signed up to participate, traveling west to Tianzhu like his Sun Wukong.
Malan Port was almost overcrowded. There were so many ships, supplies and people arriving at once that Guangyuanhui's merchant ships were almost overwhelmed.
There was no room for accommodation in the inns in the city, so five thousand infantrymen from Luzon set up a military camp outside the city. The Jishi faction followed suit and set up camp.
"Ru Zhong, come with me quickly!" Friend Du Shichong pulled Wu Cheng'en and ran away.
Wu Chengen ran out in confusion and found other members of the Jishi Sect also moving, so he couldn't help but ask: "What happened?"
Du Shichong said excitedly: "Mr. Fengyi is here!"
Wu Chengen didn't have much reaction. He admired Wang Yuan and Wang Xiang, as well as Wang Gen, the founder of Taizhou School. As for Fang Lingxi, Wu Chengen didn't know much about him. He just felt that this person was too praised.
Fang Lingxi was already surrounded by people. Wu Chengen and his friends couldn't squeeze in, and they couldn't hear clearly what the other party was saying.
Anyway, after Fang Lingxi lectured and left, boxes of supplies were moved in. The centenarians selected before going to sea lined up to receive the supplies, and then organized everyone to light a fire and cook.
The errand assigned to Wu Chengen was to clean the camp. It was quite messy when we first set up camp, but it became tidy after a lot of work.
Camped outside Malan City for ten days, the disciples of the Jishi Sect had nothing to do. They read, practiced swordplay, chatted and discussed knowledge all day long. The military camp next door was very diligent and actually trained every day, and occasionally practiced shooting with live ammunition.
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Wu Cheng'en was indifferent to what was about to happen. He stayed alone in a tent and wrote a novel. "Journey to the West" has been serialized long ago, and the next one is called "Yuding Ji", which is also a ghost-fighting novel.
What is Wang Yuan doing?
Waiting for the shareholder representatives of the Tianzhu Cotton Association in Malang Port. After all, this place was previously ruled by the Tianzhu Cotton Association. If Wang Yuan wanted to become king and take over power, he would have to cooperate and negotiate.
Lin Zhang, the current general secretary (president) of the Tianzhu Cotton Association, together with a hundred elders (members), kowtowed respectfully to Wang Yuan: "Lin Zhang, a common man, pays homage to the Grand Master!"
Wang Yuan remained silent and looked at ease.
Waiting left and right, unable to wait for Wang Yuan's response, everyone knelt down in embarrassment and was at a loss.
Suddenly, an elder shouted: "Your Majesty, Wu Rulin, pays homage to His Majesty the King!"
Wang Yuan smiled and raised his hand: "Get back on your feet and come forward."
Wu Rulin immediately stood up and stepped forward, standing next to Wang Yuan with a happy face.
Lin Zhang secretly glared at Wu Rulin. Everyone had agreed long ago that they had to negotiate the conditions before respecting Wang Yuan as king. Unexpectedly, a traitor appeared at the critical moment.
Suddenly someone shouted again: "Your Majesty, Xiao Qi, pay homage to His Majesty the King!"
Wang Yuan said again: "If you are flat, please come forward."
As this person came to Wang Yuan's side, more and more Tianzhu Hui Lao chose to submit.
Lin Zhang was worried. He, the general manager of the Tianzhu Cotton Association, was elected by many shareholders and was equivalent to the general manager of the company. If he dared not accept any conditions and directly recognized Wang Yuan's status as king, the Tianzhu Cotton Association would
Shouldn't you just let Wang Yuan knead you?
Wang Yuan asked: "Which Lin family are you from?"
The surname Lin is a common surname in the south and can be found in Zhejiang, Fujian and Guangdong provinces. There are more than 20 shareholders named Lin in Tianzhu Cotton Fair.
Lin Zhang replied: "Putian Lin family."
Wang Yuan smiled and said: "Who are you, Mr. Su (Lin Jun)?"
Lin Zhang said: "Uncle in the clan."
Wang Yuan asked again: "Who are you, Lin Shouren (Lin Fu)?"
Lin Zhang replied: "Uncle in the clan."
Wang Yuan sneered: "I recommended your uncle to the imperial office, and I promoted your uncle to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Didn't they tell you that I, Wang, have some tricks?"
Lin Zhang suddenly sweated on his forehead and kowtowed again: "Your Majesty, Lin Zhang, pay homage to His Majesty the King!"
The rest of Tianzhu Hui Lao followed him one after another to worship, daring not to have any further resistance.
Wang Yuan's smile instantly became cheerful: "Then let's have a meeting."
Everyone took their seats.
Wang Yuan glanced at these guys and said: "Today I am not here to discuss matters with you, but to tell you the regulations after I come to Tianzhu. I will recognize all the land you occupy in Tianzhu, but you must pay taxes according to the regulations. Jiaozhi
Have you ever heard that a person’s share can be divided into an acre? From now on, Tianzhu will no longer levy a head tax, and all local miscellaneous items will be apportioned by the landowner according to the area.”
Everyone looked at each other in shock, as if Wang Yuan had taken away a few pieces of their hearts.
Wang Yuan then said: "As long as the troops owned by the Tianzhu Cotton Association are within the territory of Tianzhu, they will all be under my command from now on, and I will not give you any compensation. I will not recognize your official positions, and the selection of officials will belong to the Tianzhu court!"
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Lin Zhang couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, we cannot make the decision on this matter. We must inform all shareholders in advance."
The Tianzhu Cotton Association also has a board of directors, which is the real decision-maker. In front of us are just shareholder representatives selected by each company.
Wang Yuan sneered: "Whether you agree or not is your business. Let's go back to Ming Dynasty and tell the family heads that if they are reluctant to give up the army, then they can fight an upright battle. If you win, you will be the king of Tianzhu. If I win
, I will drive you all to death, and your respective Ming sects will also raid their homes!"
Everyone was shocked and as silent as a cicada.
They came with various small calculations. Although they did not dare to oppose Wang Yuan, the king of Tianzhu, they wanted to take the opportunity to gain more benefits and retain more privileges in Tianzhu.
Unexpectedly, Wang Yuan did not discuss it at all, but gave the order directly as soon as he arrived, and even said something about confiscating the family and exterminating the clan.
Wang Yuan smiled and said: "Your army in Tianzhu must be at least tens of thousands. I only brought five thousand infantry here. If anyone is dissatisfied, he will be seen on the battlefield. How about it?"
Lin Zhang stopped talking and started to sweat all over his body.
The standing army of the Tianzhu Cotton Association was only 20,000 or 30,000, but it could summon more than 100,000 troops at any time. But considering Wang Yuan's previous achievements, even if Wang Yuan only brought 5,000 soldiers, Lin Zhang had no chance of winning.
Even when Wang Yuan only led a hundred men, Lin Zhang did not dare to fight.
Once Wang Yuan dies on the battlefield, the disciples and grandchildren who stayed in the Ming Dynasty will probably overturn the table. The shareholders of the Tianzhu Cotton Association, whose ancestral property is all in the Ming Dynasty, will be waiting for their families to be confiscated and exterminated in turn!
The Guangyuan Society and the Daming Navy will definitely hold high the banner of revenge for the Grand Master and attack and loot the merchant ships of the Tianzhu Cotton Society everywhere, which will not only gain fame but also attack their competitors. At that time, all merchants of the Tianzhu Cotton Society who participate in the "rebellion" will
, don’t even think about doing any maritime business from now on, the fleet will be robbed as soon as it leaves the port.
There was a dead silence in the venue, and all the elders looked at Lin Zhang, just wanting him, the general manager, to take the blame.
Lin Zhang had to bear this pot if he didn't want to, so he said bravely: "But according to your Majesty's orders, we will have no objection."
The blood-sucking behemoth entrenched in the Ananda Kingdom surrendered to Wang Yuan's authority and completely handed over administrative, financial and military power. From now on, it will have to pay taxes honestly and according to regulations.
It can be said that even if Wang Yuan came alone, the Tianzhu Cotton Association with tens of thousands of troops would still have to choose to be obedient!