Chapter 1,445 Slave Soldiers

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Zhu Biao nodded heavily and sighed: "Yes, the situation overseas is completely different from that inside the Ming Dynasty. But if they are not allowed to go out, they will never understand the difference. It is precisely because of this that I will Half of the quota was given to them, and they were also asked to serve as governors in some more stable governments. You don’t think I am favoring them, do you?”

Han Du quickly shook his head and said: "How could it be? I know that the emperor is considering the overall situation. After all, although military generals are good at opening up territories, they are used to using violence. Governing a place will inevitably bring some bloody atmosphere, and it is also good to have civilian officials to appease it. It can make the natives in the Governor's Mansion feel the gentle side of the Ming Dynasty, and make them sincerely join the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Biao was relieved after hearing this. He laughed and patted Han Du on the shoulder a few times, and said: "If you can think like this, I feel relieved. After all, I am no better now than when I was the prince. No matter what I do now, I must consider the entire Ming Dynasty."

"I understand." Han Du bowed slightly.

After a pause, Zhu Biao suddenly said: "By the way, I am going to make you the Duke of the country."

Han Du was stunned when he heard this sudden news, and it came from Zhu Biao's mouth.

It is certainly a good thing to be granted the title of Duke. After all, since Han Du has embarked on the path of nobility, he has naturally thought about being able to become a prince one day.

Han Du doesn't care about the Duke's reputation, he just feels that by then he has reached the peak of being a minister, and if he enjoys his life, no one will have any objections, right?

Han Du, who was immersed in longing, suddenly came back to his senses. Suddenly he met Zhu Biao's eyes, and there was nothing wrong with his eyes.

But Han Du couldn't help but think deeply. If Zhu Biao really wanted to make him the Duke of the country, did he need to tell him in advance like this? It's still a negotiation attitude.

It would be fine if he just issued the order.

Since there is no direct decree, doesn't it mean that Zhu Biao actually has no urgent desire to seal himself. The reason why he said this was just to test his own attitude?

Han Du's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he shook his head resolutely at Zhu Biao and said: "Your Majesty, I have not made any merit, and if you are suddenly canonized, I am afraid that you will be criticized!"

Zhu Biao frowned, and then said: "Based on your past achievements, you have long been enough to grant me a title. I have delayed you for so long, who will criticize you?"

Han Du shook his head resolutely and said: "Your Majesty, the past is the past, and the present is now. Besides, although I had a little merit in the past, the emperor always rewarded me. How dare I take credit? If the emperor wants to Vassal, let’s wait until I have made a great contribution before we talk about it.”

Zhu Biao shook his head with pity, raised his finger and pointed at Han Du, sighing: "You are just too humble in these matters. In fact, your achievements are obvious to all, even if you are now granted the title of Duke, you will not Someone said something.”

Han Du didn't know what others would think, but he knew that the civil servants would definitely disagree. After all, he had just fought with the other party, and he would be damned if the other party didn't interfere with it.

"Your Majesty, let's talk about it later." Han Du smiled nonchalantly.

Seeing Han Du insisting again and again, Zhu Biao had no choice but to nod, "Since this is your idea, I have no choice but to comply with you."

Han Jingyun came back just at this time, glanced at the two of them, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, brother, the royal meal is ready." Zhu Biao immediately clapped his thigh and stood up, and said happily: "Okay, then let's do it Eat first."

Two days later, morning.

Zhang Yan once again handed the emperor a heavy memorial. This memorial was not only heavy enough, but also painful enough. In these two days, they not only had to determine the quota for civil servants, but also bargained with the nobles. Every spot was fought for with fists and fists.

"I am reporting to your Majesty that I have re-drawn the list of new governors for your Majesty's inspection."

Zhu Biao nodded and said to Wang Yue: "Send it up."

Wang Yue took the memorial and put it respectfully on the imperial desk in front of the emperor, then quietly stepped back to his original position and stood.

Zhu Biao reached out and picked up the memorial, opened it and started reading. After a moment, Zhu Biao couldn't help but nodded. It was obvious that the list this time was drawn up completely according to his wishes, with almost half being divided between civil servants and nobles.

The reason why it is almost is because there are now a total of sixty-three governor-general offices in the Ming Dynasty. It is an odd number. Naturally, one party will have one more, and there is one more honorary official than civil official in the list.

As for why the civil servants gave in, it was because they had other exchanges with the nobles, and Zhu Biao would not care.

He brought up the royal pen in public and wrote two bright red words at the end of the memorial, "Accurate memorial!"

Then he handed the memorial to Wang Yue and said to the ministers: "Let the General Affairs Department draft an official letter and send it out."

"I obey the order."

This list has not been disclosed, so although the people are eager to know who the new governor has, all kinds of rumors have been spreading wantonly. So in the end, some people couldn't stand it anymore and deliberately leaked the list of governors in order to set the record straight, but no one believed it at all.

There is not much suspense about the list of governors this time except for the nobles. On the civil service side, almost everyone was replaced. Among these people, Beijing officials still accounted for the majority, but there were also several chief envoys.

Before the governor went to sea, Zhu Biao summoned Han Du.

"Your Majesty." Han Du was very confused. What did he want to do when he came to him so unexpectedly?

Zhu Biao stretched out his hand and said, "Please sit down."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Han Du sat down quietly.

Zhu Biao frowned at first, and then said: "The seven governor-general offices in Tianfang have suffered considerable losses in the past few years. What do you think?"

Han Du nodded and replied: "I also know that the reason why Tianfang is getting more and more difficult is because since last year, the Ottoman Empire has paid attention to our Governor's Palace."

Zhu Biao nodded slightly and sighed: "There is nothing we can do about it. Such a large piece of land suddenly changed its owner. It would be strange if they didn't test it."

"But such temptations have put our Governor's Palace under great pressure. Now the canal digging project has been completely stopped. It is already extremely difficult to deal with the harassment of the Ottoman Empire, and there is no spare time to do anything else." Han Du I took this opportunity to explain it to Zhu Biao.

After all, the property paid tribute by the seven governors of Tianfang was completely last among all the governors. I hope Zhu Biao can forgive them. After all, the Ottoman Empire is constantly harassing them, and they have no energy left to gain wealth. And because of the war, almost no businessmen would go there to do business.

Without business, you can't sell specialties, and naturally you can't receive taxes.

Zhu Biao sighed and said: "I understand, I don't mean to blame them. But Tianfang's problem must be solved. Do you have any ideas?"

Han Du thought for a moment and said: "With the seven governor-general offices in Tianfang, the Ming Dynasty has nearly 50,000 troops. If we continue to increase the number of troops, it may be unrealistic."

Zhu Biao pondered and frowned: "But if we don't increase our troops, how can we resist the harassment of the Ottoman Empire?"

As he spoke, Zhu Biao sighed and said: "It would be great if the canal could be dug. The Ming Dynasty Navy fleet would sail over to see who dares to attack the Ming Dynasty Governor's Mansion."

After saying that, Zhu Biao slapped his hand on the table with hatred.

Han Du glanced at him and couldn't help shaking his head to throw this idea out of his mind. If the canal is dug, what else is there to say? Isn’t it because we are so overwhelmed by attacks that we don’t have time to dig canals?

"If you don't want to continue to increase troops, but also want to resist the Ottoman Empire's attack, I have an idea." Han Du thought of an emergency solution.

"Oh? Do you have any good ideas? Can you tell me quickly?" Zhu Biao was immediately happy. He came to Han Du just to get him to find a solution.

Han Du did not hide anything and said directly: "Didn't we transport a lot of Japanese people there? I thought that we could transform them into soldiers, equip them with swords, and let them fight for the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Biao couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, and asked a little strangely: "But, haven't you always wanted these Japanese to have swords? Don't you want them to be slaves until they die?"

Han Du sighed and said: "At this time and that time, if the lives of the Japanese are not needed to fill this hole, then the lives of the Ming soldiers must be used to fill it. In this case, the Japanese should be exempted from their status as slaves and transformed into soldiers. , it’s not unacceptable. Besides, these people were originally prisoners of war. As long as they are equipped with swords, they will have good combat power, which is a very good deal."

Of course Han Du didn't have the slightest fondness for the Japanese, otherwise he wouldn't have tried every means to plot against the Japanese.

But now there is really no way. The seven governor's offices in Tianfang lose more than 10,000 Ming soldiers every year. In other words, with the current strength of 50,000 troops in the seven governor's offices, they will be completely replaced in five years.

Although for these soldiers, dying to open up territory for the Ming Dynasty was considered a worthy death. But Han Du was still unwilling to let the Ming Dynasty's most elite soldiers fight against those brainwashed lunatics.

The Japanese are different. Anyway, these Japanese have some psychological abnormalities. The fight between perverts and lunatics complements each other.

"Okay, you might as well give it a try." Zhu Biao touched it and decided to give it a try first.

Even if something goes wrong during the experiment, the person who dies will not be a Ming Dynasty person. There are now three to four hundred thousand Japanese slaves in Tianfang. Even if half of the soldiers are converted first, there will still be two hundred thousand soldiers.

The 50,000 Ming soldiers were enough to keep these 200,000 Japanese slave soldiers in check, and they were not afraid of anything happening to them.

The day when the governor went to sea was because it was the first governor to go to sea after Zhu Biao became emperor. Therefore, he came specially to see them off.

"My dear friends!" Zhu Biao picked up a bowl of wine, gestured solemnly to all the governors, and said: "You are far away overseas, guarding the territory for the Ming Dynasty. I will go on a grand trip for you today, please leave it to you!"

"I should go through fire and water to repay the emperor's kindness!"

Zhu Biao suddenly drank all the wine in the bowl, and the other governors also drank all the wine.