The Great Ming Dynasty Dominate Overseas

He slowly said: "Before Governor Zhou left Nanjing, Lord Shoufu told him that Tibet is the territory of my Ming Dynasty since ancient times. It is of great importance and must not be lost. If we lose it, I will be quite shameless to see our ancestors! "

"Because of the importance of the matter, it is absolutely impossible for the court to hand over Western Sichuan to you people, which will threaten the lifeline of our army!" Yang Zhan said hesitantly.

"Of course you are not happy and dissatisfied. This is normal. I am waiting for you! When you make a move, come as long as you want. Welcome!" He scanned the crowd and said, "Perhaps you said that I am going to Tibet and it is too late to deal with it. you guys!"

Yang Zhan paused, sat down, and took a sip of the tea ceremony: "Tibet is there, you can't run away, and you can't rush, so I will sit in western Sichuan until the reform is completed."

He grinned, showing his teeth and said: "Come on, my big sword is already hungry and thirsty!"

Yang Zhan is a vulgar person. He called me, me, you, and you. He was full of gangsters when he mentioned the big sword. The chieftains dared not say anything.

There was still no one talking in the room, and Yang Zhan continued to sing a one-man show: "Perhaps what you want is to hide in the deep mountains and old forests. We can't find you. Then when we leave, you will come out again and trick you?"

"Haha!" Yang Zhan said with a smile: "Come on, bring that box over!"

The four soldiers forcefully carried into a box, put it on the ground, opened the box, and suddenly silver light was shining.

A box full of silver dollars!

Yang Zhan gently told the chieftains: "The chieftain who dared to resist our army, I will spend two thousand silver dollars to buy his head, two thousand silver dollars per person!"

Many, many!

Western Sichuan’s economy is seriously underdeveloped. Ten silver dollars can buy a life, which can be enough for a family. Two thousand silver dollars is not a lavish flower, so you don’t have to worry for a lifetime.

In the Ming Dynasty, the price of goods was a street hawker who sold oil. His annual income was twenty taels of silver, about 28 silver dollars, while the income of natives in western Sichuan was even lower, less than twenty silver dollars.

"It's okay for you to go to war with me!" Yang Zhan spread his hands together, and he said wickedly: "Friendly take care of you, be careful of the people around you, including generals, counselors, guards, and even your family, who cut you off? It’s two thousand silver dollars!"

Hearing what he said, the chieftains were angry and hated, and they all became vigilant.

Two thousand silver dollars can cause many people to betray them and cut off their heads. What Yang Zhan said is correct. You really need to be careful of everyone.

"Our Daming has a lot of silver dollars, not only to buy your heads, but also to buy your villagers, your people, we give them salt, tea, medicinal materials, clothes and rice!" Yang Zhan triumphantly Authentic: "Whoever takes refuge in us, we will give them two catties of salt, two catties of tea bricks, two sets of clothes, and 20 catties of rice for each one! We are paid according to work for those who do things for us."

"Think about it, if you think your people won't go with us, then come to fight!" Yang Zhan said calmly, but made the chieftains extremely heavy.

They can't help but consider that they are really going to war, facing the silver bullet offensive of the Han people, how many people will follow them, how many people will want to use their heads to exchange silver dollars!

"Soon, I will recruit your tribesmen, form a national army, and I will train them. Believe it or not, it will be them who cut off your heads!" Yang Zhan said everywhere, raising his hand and extending two fingers. , The soldiers quickly lit a big cigar for him, he took a deep breath, and expelled a thick smoke forward, which was terribly shattered.

He was vomiting fog, and soon the room was turned into a fire by him, full of heavy smoke, and someone coughed violently by him.

The chieftains looked at him blankly, with anger in their eyes!

If you don't give people a way to go, then everyone will come to die, don't think you are a general who can fight, not a raptor but a river, our snake will let you plant a big somersault!

Seeing that they were almost amused, Yang Zhan slapped them and gave a sweet date: "The court has a will. For automatic handing over, the chieftain will be handed over to the court to cooperate with the court to transform the land and return workers. Reward, or grant to the world, or actually teach military service, if you are interested in administrative work, you can also actually teach civil service!"

He pointed to Sog, the chieftain of the Noumei Department, preached: "You have three thousand swords and shields. If you bring them to vote, you can be a general!

The participating generals belonged to the middle and senior generals, second only to the generals and deputy generals, and Suogebu was expressionless when he heard what he said.

Then pointed to Burji, the chieftain of Jinchuan, and said, "If you come to vote, you can be a viscount!"

Gold is produced in Jinchuan, and there is a lot of output, which is worth giving to a viscount.

Viscount? !

How could he be a toast, with great power in his hands, and gold for his own use, Burji couldn't help but smile.

"Those who rate Ding Zhuang 10,000 to invest, seal the Viscount, and give 10,000 silver dollars, the more you come, the more silver dollars you give!" Yang expanded the bid code and said: "Rate Ding Zhuang more than 5,000 to invest~www.wuxiaspot .com ~ Baron!"

He was impatient to continue, so Zhao Yuhu sent his soldiers to the chieftains a form with a clearly marked price on it, and the number of officials was given as much as the benefits to the court.

Seeing Yang Zhan being lazy and smoking his big cigar, Zhao Yuhu had no choice but to continue preaching: "The imperial court is generous to you. As long as you hand over the hereditary territory and the seal of the chieftain and return to the central government, you will be given a good way out. The lowest one will have assistance. The title of a lieutenant in the country can be hereditary and protect your personal property!"

This lieutenant is not a military rank. The titles of the two Chinas have been unified. There are the first class of prince, the first class of county king, the third class of duke, the third class of marquis, the third class of earl, the third class of viscount, the third class of baron, and the third class of Fengguo. General, Zhenguo Lieutenant, Zhenguo Lieutenant, Zhenguo Lieutenant, Zhenguo Lieutenant, is exactly twentieth level.

The inheritance of title, if it is not for hereditary replacement, the next generation's title will be reduced by a large level, and will no longer decline if it is reduced to a lieutenant of the auxiliary country. Unless the lieutenant violates the national law, he may be seized.

Zhao Yuhu said that he will be awarded the salary according to the grade when he becomes the Lord Lord of the Ming Dynasty.

Qian Mingguang gave titles and not silver dollars. In other words, the Xinming court gave the chieftains a way to survive, so that they would not starve to death, and would be a little bit decent.

"If we don't cooperate with the court, our army will punish those who resist, confiscate property, and relocate them to inland provinces outside Sichuan, and arrange for living in the fields." Zhao Yuhu warned.

He briefly mentioned that the imperial court will set up prefectures and counties, add military institutions, check household registration, measure land, collect taxes, build cities, set up schools, etc.

Finally, Zhao Yuhu preached: "Give you one week to consider, and one week later is the time to accept your decision, and surrender after a week. Two weeks later, it is equivalent to a war!"

"Where to go, don't make mistakes! Go!" Yang Zhan said, admonishing the chieftains.