"My nephew, Zhu Zhanji, pays homage to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor." The handsome Zhu Zhanji knelt three times and knelt down on the gold bricks.
Zhu Yunye did not use the etiquette of summoning Fan Guo to meet Zhu Zhanji today, but summoned Zhu Zhanji in the Palace of Qianqing.
If Zhu Zhanji is summoned with formal etiquette, he will be regarded as an envoy from a foreign country. This will make Zhu Yunye seem a little unhuman.
Therefore, Zhu Yunye specially arranged to meet Zhu Zhanji in Qianqing Palace.
Seeing Zhu Zhanji bowing down, Zhu Yunye stood up immediately, laughed and walked down, holding Zhu Zhanji's shoulders with both hands, and said with a smile: "We are all descendants of Emperor Gaozu, why are my nephews so polite?"
"Come here, please sit down!"
Zhu Zhanji returned the greeting with a smile, feeling Zhu Yunye on his shoulders trying to force him down to sit on Jin Dun, but he sat down without resisting.
Zhu Yunye nodded with satisfaction, and then sighed: "Fourth uncle has been to America for so many years, how are you doing?"
Zhu Zhanji quickly stood up again, cupped his hands and bowed with a wry smile: "To tell you what the emperor is saying, Xinming has not been doing well these past few years..."
"Oh? It is said that Central America is not a land rich in products, so how can life be difficult?" After hearing Zhu Zhanji's words, Zhu Yunye felt relieved.
This is not because he has any malicious intentions, but it is for Da Ming and Xin Ming to consider.
If Xinming can stabilize his position and live well after arriving in America for just a few years, then Zhu Yunye will have to re-estimate Xinming's potential.
Although Da Ming and Xin Ming are not hostile to each other now, it is foreseeable that there will be competition between the two sides in the future. Now that he has the opportunity to test Xinming's potential, Zhu Yunye will not let it go.
After hearing this, Zhu Zhanji looked bitter and couldn't help but lower his head and said: "The American products are not bad, but there are too many natives. In recent years, most of Xinming's energy has been restrained by the natives, and he cannot use his hands and feet at all... "
Zhu Yunye was very curious about Xinming. In almost every conversation, he was asking questions and Zhu Zhanji was answering.
Through Zhu Zhanji's description, Xinming's situation is very bad.
It's not that they can't defeat the natives. In Xinming's eyes, the natives are just a bunch of local chickens and they can be defeated in one blow. However, the number of people in Xinming is too small, and America is too big. Even if Zhu Di ordered Bai Xia to work hard to survive these years, it would be difficult to change this situation.
"Then why is my nephew coming to Ming Dynasty this time?" Zhu Yunye asked with a smile.
Zhu Zhanji quickly handed over his hand and said, "Back to the emperor, my nephew would like to ask the emperor if he can give a new group of people to the people."
Want the people?
The smile on Zhu Yunye's face quickly faded, and he looked at Zhu Zhanji with a cold face.
After a pause, he suddenly smiled and said, "My dear nephew, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Please listen to my nephew's explanation." Zhu Zhanji said quickly, anticipating that the Emperor would be angry.
Zhu Yunye suppressed the anger in his heart and stared into Zhu Zhanji's eyes. After a few breaths, he said expressionlessly: "Explain? Is there anything to explain? The people are the foundation of Ming Dynasty, how can I give it to you?"
"Your Majesty..." Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly and quickly changed his words: "If the people of the Ming Dynasty can't do it, then I wonder if the slaves from the overseas governor's offices of the Ming Dynasty can give us some?"
Zhu Yunye looked at him strangely and asked in confusion: "Since there are so many Native Americans, you should have no shortage of talents. Why do you still need those slaves?"
With Zhu Zhanji's explanation, Zhu Yunye slowly understood what was going on.
Yes, there are many indigenous peoples on the American continent. However, these natives are also extremely xenophobic and completely hostile to the arrival of Xinming. They believed that people like Xinming had occupied the land and rivers that originally belonged to them, and they had been attacking Xinming from the beginning. .
When Zhu Di first started, he still wanted to live in harmony with the surrounding indigenous people. After all, in his opinion, America is so big, the indigenous people only occupy a little bit of land, and the rest of the country is a vast tract of unclaimed land.
Of course, the Borderland belongs to whoever occupies it.
But Zhu Di did not expect that the terra nullius in his eyes was a territory regarded as inviolable by the indigenous people.
land. Even if these natives will never set foot in such a land without one, they still think it belongs to them.
For this reason, he also took the initiative to attack Xinming, hoping to wash away the shame with the blood of Xinming people.
How could Zhu Di endure this?
He thought that Xinming's foothold was not stable and he wanted to take the initiative to build a good relationship with the natives, but he didn't expect that these natives would dare to attack him by kicking his nose and face.
So what else does Zhu Di have to be polite about? The blood of the natives who were directly killed by the army flowed into rivers, and the army was defeated.
Although the natives were easily defeated, they did not give up. They attacked Xinming when he was unprepared, which annoyed Zhu Di very much.
In the end, they simply sent out large armies to attack the surrounding natives. They won great victories in every battle and captured many natives.
Although they can easily defeat the indigenous attacks every time, Xinming loses some people every time.
Zhu Di didn't care at first. Where were the immortals in the battle between the two armies? As long as the losses are less than the natives, it is a victory.
Soon Zhu Di realized that something was wrong. Although the losses each time were not large, there were too many battles, and he couldn't stand it when they accumulated.
Although there were millions of people who followed him to America, placing these people in America was like sprinkling a few sesame seeds on a pancake as big as a pot.
There were only a few people there, so of course Zhu Di couldn't bear such continuous losses.
"Didn't you capture some natives as slaves?" Zhu Yunye didn't believe it.
Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly, lowered his head and said, "Why not? At the beginning, we just pushed back the natives. Unexpectedly, they continued to harass them relentlessly. Later, we arrested the incoming natives and treated them as slaves. slave."
"Firstly, it can prevent them from intruding after they return, and secondly, it can also be used to build the city..."
Zhu Yunye nodded as he listened, with a smile on his face, and said doubtfully: "Then you are not short of slaves, why do you still need me to give you slaves?"
Listening, the bitterness on Zhu Zhanji's face became even stronger, and he nodded and said: "Your Majesty, you don't know that the natives speak a different language from ours, and they also advocate barbaric violence. If you are not careful, they will launch a surprise attack. It is very difficult to manage them." difficulty."
"As for why we need to ask the emperor to give some slaves, it's because the slaves in each governor's mansion can speak Mandarin."
The reason for being able to speak Mandarin is as simple as that.
Xinming needs slaves, not really to consume them as slaves. If such slaves were captured directly from the natives, why would they have to travel thousands of miles to the Ming Dynasty to get them?
What Xinming really values is people who can speak Mandarin and communicate. Of course, the people of Ming Dynasty are the best, but obviously Zhu Yunye will not agree to give the people of Ming Dynasty to him. Therefore, Zhu Zhanji could only settle for the next best thing and choose such a slave.
