I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

"And we just grasped this point and spent a lot of money to buy this information from the other party."

Hadar briefly described his sources of information.

Don't look at what he said so clearly, but his heart is bleeding.

In order to obtain this information and the map that Oliver hung up just now, the Timurid Empire paid a treasure worth 2000 million taels in large silver.

Thinking of so many gold and silver treasures in exchange for only a piece of paper and a few words, Hadar's heart ached.

Damn oriental vampires, curse you for betraying Daming, let that cruel prince know, and let you all die without a place to die.

"Ah!"

In Beiping Jinyiwei Yamen, Ji Gang sneezed fiercely, rubbed his nose, stretched out his hands to tighten his clothes, and said to the subordinates around him: "You guys, hurry up, Your Highness is coming back soon, let's Taking so much information and selling it for such a small amount of money, I can't explain it to His Highness."

"So you all have to hurry up and send more people to the west to see if you can sell it to a few more countries. As for the price, you can sell it a little lower, after all, the Timurid Empire has already paid for it."

"As ordered!"

After his subordinates left, Ji Gang rubbed his nose, looked at the ledger in his hand, and smiled.

"The intelligence and maps of some bad streets can be exchanged for so much money. Those barbarians in the west are really generous. Sigh, it would be even better if I could get more. Next year I can get more funds to expand The manpower has been expanded. Now that the territory is huge, there is a serious shortage of manpower!"

The meeting ended at noon.

Most of the country representatives did not stay to attend the banquet of the Ottoman Empire, but hurriedly prepared to go back to discuss with their king whether they should form an alliance with the Ottoman Timur Empire and jointly fight against Ming Dynasty.

"Your Excellency, Prince Charlie has already given you the right to decide, why do we have to go back?"

Outside the Ottoman capital city, a group of cavalry carrying the French flag ran quickly, led by a woman in a cloak.

At this time, she looked at the front with a calm expression, drinking lightly in her mouth, and steered the horse forward.

The one who spoke was an old man who was beside her.

Joan of Arc, who was thinking about something, looked at the old man and shook her head slightly.

"They can't believe it. We are not with them. If we unite with them, our country will be in disaster."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the old man to ask again, she continued: "Our country has a long coastline. The Ming Dynasty not only has a strong army, but also a powerful navy."

"If we form an alliance with them, based on my guess, they may attack or block Daming from land."

"Da Ming's navy is too powerful, coupled with the opponent's powerful firearms, we have no hope of winning at sea."

"The only chance to fight is on land, with the help of the complex environment and the tall and strong city, to offset the threat of the powerful weapons of the Ming Dynasty, disintegrate the huge army of the Ming Dynasty, and then eliminate them one by one."

After finishing her analysis, Joan of Arc sighed.

"But the people in power in Ming Dynasty are not fools, they will not only attack from land according to our wishes."

"If I were them, I would choose sea and land to attack together."

"In this way, those maritime countries that join the alliance will face a dilemma."

"Either ignore the danger of your own country and continue to fight against Ming on land. Or abandon the alliance and return to the country to fight against Ming on the land."

"No matter which of these two options you choose, the alliance will not be so united, and failure is inevitable."

"Then what should we do? Daming's army is so strong. Once they launch an attack, it may be difficult for our country's tens of thousands of troops to resist."

After listening to Joan of Arc's analysis, the old man looked sad.

This alliance is not, and there will be no good end if there is no alliance. Is France going to be destroyed under the iron heel of Ming's conquest?

"No, we still have a chance."

Reaching out and patted the old man's shoulder as a sign of comfort, Joan looked at the location of the country and said in a low voice: "It's time for us white people to unite and fight against the enemy together. If we keep fighting, once Ming Dynasty takes the step to conquer the world, we white people will never have a chance to stand up."

After all, she whispered to the old man: "Send someone to notify the Eagle Country, the Netherlands and other coastal countries. If they don't want to be destroyed by Ming like the Portuguese Country, let them come to France to discuss the alliance."

(I moved Joan's age forward by a few years. At this time in history, she has not yet received the revelation of God, and she is only 11 years old. She received the revelation at 13.)

Hongxi three years, the end of November.

Asan province, Surat port.

Since the Ganges Plain was occupied by Ming Dynasty, Surat near the Narmada River has become one of the important trade and transportation ports.

Every year, part of the grain from the Ganges Plain will be shipped from here and transported back to the mainland of Daming.

With the increase of the ship population, the economy here has gradually prospered.

For the convenience of management, Zhu Zhanji also moved the Governor's Mansion in Guhirat here.

Last night, Zhu Zhanji received a telegram from Zhu Zhangui, saying that he would arrive here today, rest with him for a day, and let him go back with him the next day.

Naturally, Zhu Zhanji would not refuse the request of his elder brother, and he also wanted to go home.

Although no one restricts his freedom here, and he is accompanied by his beloved, he is far away from his parents in his hometown after all.

Thinking of his mother who was worried about every day, his father who was in poor health, and his elderly grandfather, Zhu Zhanji felt worried for a while.

"Woooooooo..."

When the time just arrived, a row of small black dots appeared on the horizon in the distance.

Zhu Zhanji, who was standing on the pier holding his wife by hand, looked into the distance with complicated eyes.

Since the opening of the Asan area, except for the occasional trip back to Daming, he has been living here.

Although life is good, free and easy, and there is no need to worry about those annoying things, but Zhu Zhanji can clearly sense the surveillance eyes.

My brother still doesn't believe in me.

So in order to reassure his elder brother, he has never intervened in any affairs in the Asan area for so many years, and he has done his best as a mascot.

And what's strange is that he didn't have a concubine, only Liu Rumeng was his wife.

As for the child, I don't know which of the two is the problem, and the two have not had an affair so far.

For this reason, Zhang wrote more than once to persuade Zhu Zhanji to take a concubine, but Zhu Zhanji refused them all.

In his words, "It's so good. Grandpa and father are at ease, and elder brother is also at ease, and I have so many nephews. With elder brother's concern for me, when our husband and wife are old for a hundred years, my elder brother will definitely make me happy." My nephew took care of me in retirement."

Even though he said this, only he knows what Zhu Zhanji thinks in his heart.

"Husband, what are you thinking?"

While Zhu Zhanji was looking at the fleet getting closer and closer in the distance, Liu Rumeng, who was captured by him, raised his head slightly to look at him, his beautiful eyes blinking slightly.

"nothing!"

His wife's inquiry changed Zhu Zhanji back to God.

Looking down at this pretty face that appeared in his dreams every day, Zhu Zhanji reached out with a smile and hugged it in his arms, and walked towards the battleship that was already approaching the steps of the dock.

night.

"I see that your complexion is not very good. Is it because you have been too busy during this time and haven't had a good rest!"

At night, on the balcony of the attic of the Governor's Mansion, a small table was placed in it, and a few dishes of exquisite side dishes exuded fragrance, seducing the appetite of the guests.

Zhu Zhangui, who had washed and changed his clothes, looked at Zhu Zhanji who was sitting cross-legged on the futon opposite him, bowing his head and warming the wine with a tired expression, and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I haven't slept well in the past two days, just rest for a few days!"

Zhu Zhanji replied casually, picked up the warm jug and poured a glass for each of them.

"Try it, this is my own wine."

Zhu Zhangui took a deep look at him, didn't ask any more questions, and took a sip from his wine glass.

The drink is soft and soft, not as spicy as imagined.

He took a deep breath, and the faint aroma of wine gushed out from his mouth, making Zhu Zhangui feel comfortable all over.

"Good wine!"

With an admiration, Zhu Zhangui handed over the wine glass.

Zhu Zhanji filled it up with a smile, picked up his wine glass, clinked it with Zhu Zhangui and drank it down.

After drinking a glass of wine, not only did the atmosphere of the conversation between the brothers not rise, but suddenly became quiet, they just drank and ate food silently.

talk about what?Nothing to talk about.

The two of them did not have the intrigue of those princes, whether they had reached the step of smiling on the surface and stabbing the knife in the back, only the two of them knew in their hearts.

As for chatting like before, when Sun Ruowei fell down and Zhu Zhangui took the position of grandson, the two of them would never return to the previous relationship.

Perhaps this relationship is the best result for the two, or it may be the calm before the storm.

"Grandpa's body may not last long."

After a while, Zhu Zhangui broke the silence first, and said a piece of news that made Zhu Zhanji's heart tremble.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Zhu Zhanji fell into memories, remembering the days when he was with his grandfather.

After a while, he accepted the complicated thoughts, took a deep breath, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"I can't escape this day. With your help, the old man has fulfilled his life's wish. Even if he leaves, he probably won't have any regrets in his heart."

Zhu Zhangui nodded, took the jug, and filled the empty wine glass in Zhu Zhanji's hand.

"When we go back this time, our brother will accompany the old man well. We will follow him wherever he wants to go and what he wants to do, so that he can leave happily and safely."

"Second Uncle and Third Uncle, the two of us will go to see him when we have time. The old man cares about this most, and he can't let him feel that we have neglected Second Uncle and Third Uncle."

"Also, find an imperial doctor when you go back. The old man keeps talking about you having no children. Let's see what's going on."

Zhu Zhangui talked a lot.

Zhu Zhanji, who was sitting opposite him, just nodded silently in response.

After talking about going back, they fell into silence again. Neither of them spoke again, they just poured wine, drank and ate food.

"It's getting late, go back and rest early, we have to leave early tomorrow morning."

When the last drop of wine in the jug was drunk, Zhu Zhangui stood up a little drunk, waved at Zhu Zhanji, and with the support of the monkey, got up and went to the room.

"Big brother!"

Looking at Zhu Zhangui who was about to enter the attic, Zhu Zhanji shouted.

Zhu Zhangui, who had already stepped over the threshold with one foot, looked back at Zhu Zhanji.

"What's the matter? There is something else."

"I have always had a doubt in my heart, and I hope that my elder brother can answer it for me."

The wine glass was already empty in his hand, Zhu Zhanji looked straight at Zhu Zhangui, organized his words in his mind, and asked the doubts that had been buried in his heart for many years.

"Did she die because of your plan? Was she someone you sent to me?"

Zhu Zhanji's question was very vague, he only mentioned her, and did not specify who to instruct.

But Zhu Zhangui, who was questioned, understood who Zhu Zhanji was referring to.

Looking at Zhu Zhanji's flickering and changing eyes, Zhu Zhangui was silent for a while and shook his head.

"Her death is really an accident, and I will not plan her for you."

"Looking at your decadent appearance later, I didn't want my younger brother to continue to be decadent like this, so I sent her to your side."

"Besides for you, I also have a little thought."

Now that this step has been reached, Zhu Zhangui has nothing to hide, and has told some real things at the beginning.

As for how much these really account for, only Zhu Zhangui knows.

"Thank you!"

After getting the answer, Zhu Zhanji was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled and thanked Zhu Zhangui.

Zhu Zhangui also smiled, "The past is over, let's rest early!"

He has already said what should be said. Whether Zhu Zhanji is satisfied with this answer is all in Zhu Zhanji's thought.

Nodding to Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Zhangui turned around and patted the shoulder of the monkey next to him. With his support, he wobbled towards the resting place.

Looking at the figure that disappeared behind the door, the smile on Zhu Zhanji's face slowly disappeared, and his expression gradually turned cold.

His mood suddenly changed, the strength in his hand increased unconsciously, and the wine glass rattled when he pinched it.

"Husband!"

Just when his eyes were getting colder and colder, and a murderous air was faintly floating on the balcony, a soft call sounded, making Zhu Zhanji's body tremble violently, the strength in his hand was uncontrollable, and the exquisite ceramic wine glass was crushed. He squeezed into several petals, the sharp pieces of porcelain cut bloodstains from his tightly held palm.