My Daming New Empire

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But he couldn’t do without answering this question, so he could only bite the bullet and answer: “I, the people of Malaka, have admired the culture of the Celestial Dynasty for a long time, but the roots are still shallow. Today, there are only more than [-] people who can take on the responsibility of general affairs.”

Zhu Zhanji's smile remained unchanged, and he sighed softly: "In name, I am a vassal state of Ming Dynasty, but I don't speak my language, write my characters, and don't observe my etiquette. What kind of state is this? It seems that I am a vassal state. Treating these subjects too favorably, forgetting what to do."

Paramisura quickly said: "Your Highness, this is an old man who has not thought carefully. From now on, we will definitely urge the people to learn the Chinese characters and observe the national rituals."

"That's right." Zhu Zhanji smiled extraordinarily brightly, and said: "Gu brought a lot of literati this time, as well as the Three Character Classics, Hundred Family Surnames, and Thousand Character Classics that my Ming children entered school. Laka popularization. From now on, any books that are not written in my Ming Dynasty will be completely destroyed, and no one will be allowed to learn..."

Bailimisura immediately knew that the strategy of delaying the attack would not work. He couldn't sit still any longer and fell to the ground. "Your Highness...you can't do it!"

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No.16 Chapter and love the world

Let Paramisura imagine ten thousand times, and he can't think of it.His Royal Highness, the great grandson of the Ming Dynasty, came to Malaka with the intention of using Malaka's language and writing as the beginning of a great change.

He thought that His Royal Highness, the grandson, was young and energetic, so that his family members must be respectful in front of him.

He also thought about how open-minded his grandson was, treating him, an old prince, with great courtesy.

He even thought that His Highness the grandson would be so domineering that the people of the whole country must be tolerant in every possible way.

His Highness's "Great Contributions" have long been captured to Yingtian Mansion along with the royal family of Dongpu, and spread throughout the entire Nanyang region.

He has inquired about His Highness's character, experience, interests, and hobbies from various parties, and he has also found many young beautiful girls from various countries, just to please His Highness.

But he would never have thought that this Highness is not only interested in martial arts, his first fire in Nanyang was to dig the foundation of the whole Nanyang.

From now on, you are not allowed to learn other languages ​​or write other languages. You just want to turn the whole of Nanyang into a real Ming Dynasty!

In addition to the natives in the Nanyang region, there are Arabs from West Asia.It has been 500 years since they migrated to various islands in Southeast Asia since the Tang Dynasty.

In the past 500 years, there were still some small countries that studied Sanskrit and believed in Buddhism, but all of them were wiped out by Green Christians and Hindus.

After Majapahit wiped out the Three Buddhas, most of Nanyang now regards the Green Religion as the state religion, and only a few small countries that still believe in Hinduism are struggling to survive.

But this great-grandson of the Ming emperor actually wanted to dig the foundations of all countries first.

Zhu Zhanji gently supported Bailimisura with one hand, still showing a smile that was not a smile.In the eyes of Paramesura, this is the smile of the devil.

"Why does the prince need to do this, why can't he do it?"

Paramisura took a deep breath, calmed down, and said: "The countries in Southeast Asia are all descendants of big cannibals, mainly native people, and most of them believe in Greenism and Hinduism..."

Zhu Zhanji said calmly: "You can rest assured that Gu will not interfere with your beliefs."

Of course Zhu Zhanji knows that religious belief is a powder keg in later generations, let alone in this era.

This point cannot be solved by killing people.Wanting to make a move in this regard will only unite people with the same beliefs and resolutely oppose Daming.

Paramesura wanted to refute it directly. If everyone's learning channels are cut off, what's the use of this religious belief being unchanged?People don't even understand the scriptures, so who will believe in them?

But he didn't know if he would offend Zhu Zhanji by saying this, so his mind was spinning quickly, thinking of countermeasures.

Zhang Yong, who was following the dragon carriage, said at this time: "Your Highness, we have arrived at the place where we are staying."

Although Malaga is the most important port of Ming Dynasty in the south and a place for transshipment of materials, its area is not very large.It is less than two miles from the port to the accommodation prepared for Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji stood up first and stretched out his hand to Baili Misu. "My lord, don't worry too much. My Ming Dynasty's writing and literature are the first-class knowledge in this world. No country in this world can compare with it. From now on, the people of your country will learn to become great Confucianists. It’s okay for Ming to be an official. We’ll talk about this topic later. Please…”

Paramisura Ming knew that this was nonsense, but he didn't know how to refute it. It couldn't be said that Daming's knowledge system was not good enough!

He was as depressed as if he had eaten a ball of shit, so he could only stretch out his hand at this time, supporting Zhu Zhanji's arm to stand up, not mentioning this topic for the time being.

However, he is still planning in his heart, how to persuade Zhu Zhanji to give up this "bad idea".

He couldn't be sure whether Zhu Zhanji got up by accident or came prepared.

He secretly sighed in his heart, no matter what it is, this day is going to be sad...

Because of worry in his heart, he didn't like the meal.Seeing that Zhu Zhanji still looked calm and breezy, he could only suppress his inner worries and flatter him.

He didn't notice that many servants in the banquet hall were watching him closely, and none of his small movements escaped the eyes of these well-trained staff of the Advisory Department.

Although Ming Dynasty doesn't have any psychology course now, for spy agencies, or investigative agencies such as the General Administration Department, Jin Yiwei, and Consultation Department, any response can be analyzed to give a rough outline.

It's not easy for Jin Yiwei to show up here, but no one cares about the internal servants of the Counseling Department. In the eyes of these Nanyang people, they think that all the internal servants are waiting for Zhu Zhanji.

Sun Lin was sitting behind Zhu Zhanji and Bailimisula. There were glasses of wine in the hall, but it seemed that it had nothing to do with him. His rigid face was expressionless from the beginning to the end.

There are many people like him, and these are Zhu Zhanji's guards, so Sun Lin doesn't attract attention at all.

And his eyes fell on Bailimisura almost all the time, just because Bailimisura and Zhu Zhanji were at an angle, so even Bailimisura didn't think that the servant was staring at him.

At the same time, with the fleet coming over, the staff of the Jinyiwei, the General Administration Department and the Consultation Department, led by local soldiers, rode around the entire inner city, including various villages near the port of Malaga.

Since Malaga is going to be used for the operation, Zhu Zhanji will certainly not fight an uncertain battle.At least the population composition and ethnic beliefs of each village must be investigated clearly, so that the knife can be used accurately.

He didn't want to make a fuss over this incident, which would have an important impact on Daming who was actively preparing for the Western Expedition.

More importantly, Zhu Di, a war lunatic, was preparing to attack Timur. If he complained about the various supply countries along the way, his status in Zhu Di's heart would be reduced.

So in the past two years, he will only promote Confucianism in Malaka and Old Port.Old Port is now in power by the Chinese, and it is only natural to promote Confucianism.

And Malaka, which completely relied on Da Ming for development, only enjoyed the benefits brought by Da Ming, but didn't want to pay at all, how could it be possible?

In addition to promoting Chinese and Chinese characters, Zhu Zhanji also has a plan to draw from the bottom, which is to build Singapore.

Although the location of Malaga is important, it is actually not that good compared to Singapore.

Today's Singapore has experienced massacres, and it has become a ghost land.The influence of Malaka has not yet developed there, and Siam, which is the most powerful in the local area, does not pay much attention to this most remote place.

It guards the entrance and exit of the Strait of Malacca and is the southernmost point of the Asian continent.More importantly, Singapore is the center of Southeast Asia, and there is no need to detour no matter if you go to the southeast, northwest or north.

The current development of Malaga is completely dependent on Daming's establishment of a storage base here, and the transfer of materials here, so it will develop here.

As long as Paramesura dares to oppose this plan, Ming will withdraw from Malaka.And will unite with Siam to give Malaka a good lesson and educate them.

According to the long-term plan, even if Malaka is fully Sinicized, the main fleet base of Ming Dynasty will still be located in Singapore.

It's just that when the time comes, Daming will take them to develop together for the sake of the sparse population.

At this time, the fleet of the Right Route Army had also arrived in Singapore to join the main fleet.According to Zhu Zhanji's instructions, they only dispatched some cargo ships to Malaga, and most of the fleet was stationed in Singapore, waiting for Zhu Zhanji's return.

Zheng He and Zhu Zhen were already sailing anxiously to Malaka on two flagships and leading some warships.

However, it is located at the equator, the wind is pitifully small, and the speed of the fleet is also very slow.At this rate, they will arrive at Malaka a day later than originally planned.

The weather was very hot, Zheng He sat on the top deck, the wide sails blocked the setting sun, allowing him to feel a little cool in the shadows.