My Daming New Empire

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But when they think about it, they are all their own women. If they leave them behind, they will feel even more panic in their hearts, so they won't mention it anymore.

No matter the wind or rain, they would rather stay with them than stay in Nanyang, where they are not familiar.

Suddenly, bursts of drum music came from outside, and this neat rhythm and vigorous sound spread throughout the port.

This is the voice of the garrison welcoming Zhu Zhanji...

"I landed first, and then Li Liang and the others will arrange for you to disembark. You should settle down first, and I will visit you at night."

Liu Chenghui walked behind Ma Xin and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness is important, and I will take good care of Ma Liangyuan and the other sisters."

Wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a crown, Zhu Zhanji reappeared on the deck, and a group of servants and guards put up a guard of honor of hundreds of people.

Seeing this formation, the people on the shore and the welcoming soldiers cheered immediately.They knew that they would be able to see His Royal Highness soon.

Zhu Zhanji turned his head and asked Huang Yuan: "When will Zheng He and the others arrive?"

Although Zheng He and his right army marched closer, the share of trade in Cochin, Chenla, and Siam was much larger.

Moreover, their fleet encountered a storm in the Gulf of Siam, and they were delayed for some time to avoid the strong wind, so they are now behind Zhu Zhanji and the others.

"The order was received at dawn, and their former army had arrived at Temasek. Director Zheng and Zongbing Zhu came at full speed, and they might not arrive until evening."

"Has the army's station been arranged?"

"Your Highness, don't worry, the entire Malaga Strait is full of my army's garrison."

The sails on the ship have been completely lowered, and now it is moving slowly by inertia.Hundreds of sailors operating the rudder wheel shook the rudder with all their strength, allowing the flagship to slowly adjust in the predetermined direction.

The sailors on the ship put out sticks one by one on the waterline, and these sticks would first touch the land when they docked to provide a buffer.

On the shore, the soldiers dropped bundles of straw on the shore, which was also used as a buffer to prevent damage to the hull.

The guards of Habayashi on the boat that Yu arrived earlier quickly landed, occupied every corner of the port, and laid down heavy protection.

The flagship finally docked, and Zhu Zhanji's dragon chariot and sixteen horses were the first to be sent off the ship.Only eight horses are needed for the dragon chariot, but some horses must be prepared for illness or low energy.

When Zhu Zhanji appeared on the gangway wearing a crown and a dragon robe, both the common people and soldiers on the shore knelt down, kowtowed and shouted: "Welcome Your Highness the Grandson."

The first sound was not neat, but with the guidance of the soldiers, the common people followed the rhythm.The second and third tones became orderly, and this majestic sound spread throughout Malaka.

There was a group of Malaka people wearing different clothes on the shore, and the leader was also wearing the royal uniform of the Ming Dynasty. It was easy to know that they were the Malaka royal family and officials who were allowed to welcome them.

Zhu Zhanji's feet finally set foot on the land of Malaka, and the servants also followed Zhu Zhanji closely with flags of honor in their hands.

The crowd kowtowed three more times, and then all the servants shouted in unison and flattened their bodies.

Zheng He and the others have not arrived yet, and the highest leader here is An Xiangbo, Zhang Yong, admiral of the Fourth Fleet.He led Liu Jin, Commander of the Fourth Fleet's Malaga Water Village, and Du Cong, Commander of the Jiugang Water Village, to stand at the forefront of the welcoming team.

Zhang Yong was born in a family of generals, and his father Zhang Xing was in command of the left guard of Yanshan Mountain.Starting from Zhu Di, he made many meritorious deeds, and moved the capital to command Tongzhi.

Zhang Yong's military strategy was not inferior to that of his father. During the Battle of Jingnan, Zhang Xing tried to chase the enemy alone.Zhang Yong replaced his father as commander, and finally won a big victory.

In the first year of Yongle, Zhang Xing was granted the title of Uncle An, but he died in the fifth year of Yongle, and then Zhang Yong took over the title.

After Daming established the Old Port Propaganda Department, Zhang Yong served as the commander-in-chief of Daming Old Port.Jurisdiction over the old port, the two naval divisions of Malaga, and the three guards under his command, can be said to be the No. 1 military administration in the southernmost part of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Zhanji came to Zhang Yong, and he waited to worship again. Zhu Zhanji quickly supported him and said with a smile: "Zhang Aiqing doesn't need to be polite, and introduce me to my warrior of Ming Dynasty."

At the back of the crowd, everyone surrounded a thin old man wearing a gold embroidered dragon robe of the Ming Dynasty, and looked at His Highness the Grandson of the Ming Dynasty who was half a body taller than ordinary people in the distance.

This thin old man is Sultan Paramisura of Malaka. He is 73 years old this year, but he still controls the entire Malaka and has supreme authority in this small country.

It has been 20 years since the founding of Malaga. From the initial three villages, it has now become the largest force in the south of the peninsula.

Although Siam is still aggressive in the north, with the support of Ming Dynasty, Malaka's territory is still slowly expanding.

Everyone else was very pleasantly surprised by Zhu Zhanji's arrival. They would never have imagined that His Royal Highness, the emperor grandson of Daming, would come to Malaga in person.

When the grandson comes, he will definitely be rewarded by everyone, and they will make a small fortune again.

But Paramisura was always a little restless, feeling that something bad was about to happen.

He is more than 70 years old, and his life has been ups and downs. He was once destroyed and made a comeback.The emperor of Ming Dynasty has seen it twice, what has not been seen?

He always felt that the grandson of Daming came to Nanyang in person, and the sky in Nanyang might change.

If there is no big plan, why does His Royal Highness take the risk to come to Nanyang?

Let's go and see... He sighed and led the crowd to meet him.

After the salute with all the soldiers, all the soldiers were full of tears of excitement, and Zhu Zhanji really felt a little fatter.

At this time, he saw Bailimisura leading the royal family and officials of Malaka to greet him.

On the surface, Zhu Zhanji was still very polite to Paramisura. After meeting with everyone, he personally invited Paramisura to his dragon chariot, and walked towards the inner city together.

When Bailimisura was young, he was only about 1.6 meters, and now he is only less than 1.5 meters.Nesting in the wide dragon chair of the dragon chariot is completely out of proportion.

Compared with Zhu Zhanji, his figure is half smaller, and his momentum is even more incomparable.

The dragon chariot is only supported by eight pillars, and it is transparent on all sides. Zhu Zhanji waved to the people while chatting with Paramisura.

"When I arrived in Nanyang, I realized that the world is so big and full of wonders. Take Malaka as an example, the people dress in all kinds of strange ways, and some women even only show two eyes."

Bailimisura said with a smile: "Malakana is where the east, west, north and south meet. There are all kinds of people. These masked women are all big eaters and believe in the green religion..."

Zhu Zhanji interrupted him and asked, "My lord also believes in Green Cult?"

Paramisura smiled and said, "The Green Cult is the state religion of many countries in the West. My wife is the princess of Aceh. The country of Aceh is the country of the Green Cult. I am also influenced by it."

Zhu Zhanji groaned, and said, "But remember, both Malaka and Aceh are my Ming kingdoms?"

Bailimisura replied calmly: "Of course, I, Malaga and Aceh, both respect His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty."

"But the state religion of my Ming Dynasty is Taoism..." Zhu Zhanji looked at him and said with a smile: "I see that the prince is wearing the golden embroidered dragon robe given to you by my imperial grandfather. As the prince of my Ming Dynasty, Malaga, as a vassal state of my Ming Dynasty, does not believe in Daoism of my Ming Dynasty, but wants to believe in the Green Religion of a small country in the Western Regions, isn't it ignorant?"

The ominous premonition in Bailimisula's heart became stronger, but he still smiled and said: "Your Highness is too worried, what do you believe, it has no effect on my relationship with Malaka and Daming. My Malaka is a vassal state of Ming. One point, there is no doubt about it. This old man is loyal to Shang Kingdom and is willing to guard the south gate for Daming."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and asked again: "How many people are there in Malaka now? How many officials?"

Paramisura breathed a sigh of relief. He felt more uncomfortable in front of Zhu Zhanji than in front of Zhu Di. "Now there are more than [-] people and more than [-] officials."

He thought the embarrassing time was over, but Zhu Zhanji's subsequent question made him feel like he was facing an abyss.

"Then how many people can speak my Ming language and write my Ming characters?"

Although Zhu Zhanji is still smiling, Bailimisula has already felt the malice in Zhu Zhanji's heart.