The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Early in the morning, Qianqing Palace.

Xiao Jing watched the Emperor put down the newspaper about his new residence, and added a sentence at every opportunity: "The Emperor, I have something wrong with you, do you want to report it?"

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi picked up the ginseng tea and nodded.

"Master Yan told Uncle Jianchang that if a banknote pass can be built in Mankara to earn a lot of money, the two lords will go to sea again."

These two uncles who want money rather than their lives, can they fight?

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi pondered for a moment: "Let them go. Don't tell the Queen Mother about this."

In the morning, the cabinet report was completed, and the ministers in the main hall were whispering.

I heard some rumors from Jianchang Bo.

The officials do not want Franji people to set up a banknote checkpoint, and foreign soldiers guard the checkpoint. If they want to steal business, they will not be able to do it.

Moreover, trade between the East and the West must pass through the land of Mankara. Now the Franji people have captured Mankara.

If a banknote checkpoint is set up, I don't know how much money will flow to Franji Country.

"Are there any political matters to be discussed? If there are no political matters to be discussed, just retreat from the court." The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi glanced around.

Zhang Fuhua raised his head and asked, "I don't know if Manjiala's soldiers want to withdraw?"

Li Dongyang nodded.

The soldiers of the imperial court were unpopular with the people in Manga. Once they were deprived of food, they would be unable to defeat the Franji people.

My son Zhaoxian is still in Fanguo. If all the ships are destroyed, there will be no way out.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi said: "Retreat, and order Li Zhao to lead his troops to retreat to Hainan."

Yan Chengjin's eyes moved slightly.

The Franji people occupy Mankara, and even if they don't set up a banknote checkpoint, they still control the lifeblood of the Eastern economy.

If it sinks a passing merchant ship, it will not be allowed to pass.

It's like strangling the Ming Dynasty's overseas economy.

If the imperial court does not send troops, withdrawing and garrisoning in Hainan is the best option.

The army's food is supplied by the people of Mankara, and if the people's hearts and minds are not violated, it will be difficult for the Ming army to defeat the Franji people.

Li Zhaoxian did not have the aura of Wang Shouren. If he died outside, Fang would have no uncle after he came.

He didn't want Fang Lai to be a child without an uncle.

Furthermore, after Henry VIII took charge of the Tudor Dynasty, he vigorously developed firearms and the economy.

Sufficient capital has been accumulated for a protracted war.

The navy led by Li Zhaoxian mostly focused on mining. They were not strong in strength and were not regular navy.

"This matter needs long-term consideration."

Zhu Houzhao said: "I also thought that we should take a long-term approach."

From the map point of view, Mankara is an important maritime pass.

I heard from Liu Daban that merchant ships had to pass there when they went to sea. Unfortunately, the people did not know how to farm and had no goods to sell.

It has never been able to prosper.

Liu Jian and others looked at Yan Chengjin, and the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi also looked over, wondering why Yan Chengjin was obsessed with this.

But their expressions at the moment were a bit ugly.

After the court meeting ended, Wang Qiong followed Yan Chengjin and walked out: "My dear nephew, you must first settle down the enemy before going abroad. But as you said, why do you always want to fight? The treasury is really out of money."

I was afraid that this guy would suddenly take out his ammunition, so I couldn't help but explain.

"There is nothing impeachable about Mr. Wang recently. Please rest assured, Mr. Wang."

Wang Qiong's expression was stiff. This man was actually checking him. How could he gain his trust?

He stroked his beautiful beard and thought for a long time in front of the palace gate.

After the court meeting dispersed, Wenhua Hall.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi summoned five members of the cabinet to the main hall.

Only Yan Chengjin, who was as shrewd as Li Dongyang and Jiang Mian, knew what was going on.

"This son clearly knows that the national treasury is in dire straits, yet he still does this openly in the court. It really makes me angry."

Not long after the Lijia system was reorganized, the world was not yet stable.

At this time, troops were sent overseas again. If we took too big a step, we could easily get hurt.

Jiang Mian nodded: "It is wise to recuperate."

East Palace,

Zhu Houcong blinked his big eyes and asked Zhu Zaikun: "Who is that person? Why can he sit and talk to the new emperor?"

Zhu Zaikun said seriously: "That is my father's teacher, a minister who dares to beat my father."

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Well, next time they fight, I'll take you to see them."

In the courtyard, Zhu Houzhao ordered his people to bring out the map. This was the Zhangmanjiala map painted by Liu Jin.

The sea routes and the locations of Mankara and Daming are clearly marked on it.

"Old Gao, how about writing a letter to Wang Shouren and asking him to mobilize troops in Hainan?"

Wang Shouren is now in Longchang, and he is on his way south to Hainan to mobilize troops.

Yan Chengjin shook his head and said: "Wang Shouren will also consider waste, and he will not accept the new emperor's decree."

Zhu Houzhao was used to fooling around. With Wang Shouren's cleverness, he could see it as an edict.

…

At this time, Hainan.

There were eight large twelve-masted ships sailing on the sea, with varying degrees of damage to their hulls.

Behind these eight twelve-masted ships were followed by hundreds of merchant ships. Their sides were severely damaged and the ship's buildings collapsed.

Li Zhaoxian looked through a monocular telescope.

On the coast not far away, silver light shone, and the firearms on the observation deck were also facing this way. The soldiers of Qiongzhou Guard were waiting in full formation.

Hearing that a large number of troops were heading towards Hainan from the west, Xu Jinzhong came with his soldiers to check.

"Brother Li, what's going on with these merchant ships?"

Li Zhaoxian asked, "I sent an urgent report to the court, but no one came to help me?"

"It's hard to explain in words." Xu Jinzhong knew that this person was the elder's uncle, so he said politely: "It's better to have a cup of hot tea at my house first."

"No, let's pass the message back to the capital first. It's urgent!"

…

In November, the capital was gradually covered with a layer of frost.

Duchayuan, duty room.

Yan Chengjin took a sip of tea, his eyes looking at the newspaper, but his attention was on Lu Wan.

"After cleaning the floor, wipe the desk and bookcase again."

Lu Wan bowed slightly and said to Yan Chengjin, "Yes, sir."

He held the rag in his hand, squatted down and wiped every place carefully.

I don't know what Yan Chengjin meant. As the right assistant censor, he only asked him to wipe the table every day, and he didn't have to read the censor's memorials.

If it was to avoid him, then I would feel relieved.

But Yan Chengjin didn't mean that at all.

He also asked him to sort out the files on the desk, and even let him see some important files.

For example, the boat map that Yan Chengjin had been drawing these days.

Once again, he even saw his own files on the desk.

At this time, the Meridian Gate.

Mou Bin rushed to the Huagai Palace with the memorial. When he reached the palace door, he saw Liu Jian and Xie Qian walking up the imperial steps from the side.

He hurriedly said, "Gentlemen, Hainan has sent back another memorial."

Li Dongyang and Liu Jian walked a few steps faster and rushed into the hall.

The retired emperor Hongzhi looked up in surprise and looked at Mou Bin: "What's the matter?"

"Hainan sent back a memorial. The imperial edict has not yet reached Mangara, Li Zhaoxian has retreated to Hainan, and the French have sunk dozens of imperial merchant ships and refused to let merchant ships go to the west.

Now, the French are heading to Hainan." Mou Bin said.

The retired emperor Hongzhi's hand holding the pen froze.

After reading the memorial, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Liu Jian said solemnly: "The memorial sent a month ago, I'm afraid it's already a battle now."

Jiang Mian's heart moved slightly, no wonder Yan Chengjin insisted on conquering this place.

If the French control Mangara, the sea trade route between the East and the West will be cut off.

Mou Bin said: "I ask the emperor to move to the Meridian Gate. Hainan has sent back something."

A quarter of an hour later, the emperor Hongzhi and other officials appeared at the Meridian Gate.

Seeing the scene in front of him, his expression froze on his face.

In the Meridian Gate, there was a huge cannon about twelve feet long and two feet in diameter, which was more powerful than the Red Barbarian General!

"This...what is this!?"

The emperor Hongzhi pointed at the firearm and asked in confusion.

A soldier came over and knelt down to report: "Reporting to the emperor, this is a firearm made by the French imitating the Red Barbarian General, and it is more powerful.

It was with this firearm that Mangala was easily captured."

Liu Jian and others took a breath of cold air.

The French were able to imitate the Red Barbarian General!

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