"Hi yo, hi yo, hi yo..."
The labor chant full of justice rang in Mrauk U Palace!
This was the sound made by the dark Indian Shudra coolies when they were carrying the boxes of rupee silver coins for Aamir Khan... This is really the most righteous and reasonable cry!
"Hahaha......"
Seeing the beautifully decorated wooden boxes being carried up to the palace hall by Tianzhu coolies and then opened to reveal the shining silver rupees inside, the three warlords Wu Guogui, Shang Zhixin, and Geng Jingzhong couldn't help laughing. Although the three of them helped King Xiaogui and King Pingxi conquer Burma and Arakan, they didn't see much money.
Because Myanmar these days is a large rural area with a population of several million - that place will still be a large rural area a few hundred years later, a place where there is no need to worry about food but no hope of getting rich.
Of course, if the Ming Dynasty's Celestial Empire can really stand firm, Burma, which was split into three parts, can also live a good life under the wings of the Celestial Empire. After all, countries under the wings of the Celestial Empire can have a relatively high "bottom line." .
But the "Burmese generation" such as Wu Yingxiong, Wu Guogui, Shang Zhixin, and Geng Jingzhong must have a tight life. Fortunately, a few of them and the backbone of the Wu Zhou Group are also ready to live a hard life... No matter how hard it is, no matter how poor it is, it is better than being tortured to death by Emperor Zhu Da!
Unexpectedly, as soon as their hard times began, someone would bring boxes of silver coins to give gifts!
The gift-giver was a short and stocky man from Tianzhu, with very energetic facial features, big eyes, and a mustache. He called himself Amir Khan and was the Emir of the Mughal Empire, Alamgir Orang. Zebu's envoys came to Agra to meet "Yongli Lord".
"Your Majesty the General, these silver coins are a small gift from His Majesty Alamgir to Lord Yongli. There are a total of three million rupees of silver coins... There is no other meaning, just to make friends!"
In order to survive and to continue to be a high-ranking official in the Mughal Empire, Amir Khan worked really hard. Not only did he travel day and night to Mrauk-U City, he also did not embezzle a single rupee and gave it all to "Yongli Lord" Brought it. Of course, there is no branch of the King's City in the coastal areas of India now, and Aamir Khan has nowhere to go after Aurangzeb's money was stolen.
In a place like Goa, it is impossible to protect a Tianfang believer like him with a net worth of millions...
So Aamir Khan had no choice but to work hard for Aurangzeb!
His words were translated into Cantonese by a Persian businessman he found in Chittagong who had gone to work in Guangfu, and then translated into Mandarin by a Cantonese servant of Shang Zhixin.
Although it was translated twice, the general meaning is still correct.
It was Aurangzeb, the emperor of India, who sent a man named Ah to give silver to his brother Yongli... one million taels of silver!
"What? The Emperor Ao and Lord Yongli of Tianzhu are brothers?" Wu Guogui felt guilty for a while. The Emperor Ao didn't want to avenge his brother, right?
Shang Zhixin's servant nodded very firmly, "When I got back to the general, that's what Mr. Ah said. He said that Lord Ao and Lord Yongli were close friends for eight years, and they kowtowed together in front of Lord Guan and the True God. That was Brother who died, otherwise he wouldn’t have given me so much money for nothing!”
that's true!
One million taels!
Just gave it out...Wu Guogui thought to himself: "Could it be that Emperor Ao of Tianzhu made friends with Yongli when he came to Yunnan as an envoy? It is indeed possible! Otherwise, what happened to Lord Yongli? Just run to Burma? He is going to Tianzhu via Burma!"
Thinking of this, Wu Guogui discussed in a low voice with Shang Zhixin and Geng Jingzhong beside him: "I didn't expect that Aurangzeb and Yongli had such a good relationship... One million taels in one move, really he N is rich, do you think we should collect this money for Master Yongli?"
"That's necessary!" Shang Zhixin said, "Otherwise Lord Yongli wouldn't be happy down there!"
Geng Jingzhong said: "After we collect the money, we still have to transfer it to Master Yongli."
"Transfer it? How?" Wu Guogui didn't understand.
Geng Jingzhong smiled and said: "Of course I'm burning paper money!"
"Yes, yes, yes..." Wu Guogui nodded repeatedly, and then said seriously: "General Manager, you told Master A that Master Yongli went to Nanjing, and we can collect the money on your behalf. Since this Lord Yongli is a good brother of Emperor Ao, if Emperor Ao wants help from Lord Yongli, just ask him!"
As he spoke, he turned to look at Sir Child of the East India Company who was ashen and dumbfounded beside him.
The East India Company's Taipan Qiongsen who acted as his translator knew not only Persian (the official language of the Mughal Empire), but also Cantonese and Mandarin, so he could translate everyone's words into English, except Wu Guogui and Geng Jingzhong. , Shang Zhixin’s whispers between the three of them.
Even if he didn't know what Wu Guogui, Geng Jingzhong, and Shang Zhixin were whispering, Sir Child was already speechless - of course he knew that Emperor Yongli had been dead for many years (Qiongsen told him), but Wu Guogui was so jealous of money that he wanted to collect money for the dead Yongli!
Isn’t this too outrageous?
Just as he was about to protest, Wu Guogui had already spoken: "The Mughal Empire gave one million taels of silver...how much does your East India Company plan to give?"
Qiongsen turned back to Child and said, "Sir, the general asked us how much we can give?"
The current British East India Company certainly cannot have as much money as Aurangzeb! Aurangzeb's Mughal court earned more than 300 million rupees a year. How could the East India Company compare with others?
Child said solemnly: "This is not a question of money, but a question of right and wrong... Aurangzeb is a devil-like tyrant who attempts to unify India and implements tyranny, which will seriously threaten the entire region. Security and stability. I hope the Ming Empire will not stand on the wrong side of history!"
Qiongsen translated his words into Chinese, but Wu Guogui still didn't quite understand, "What is the wrong side of history?"
"It's the side of the losers!" Qiongsen said, "History is written by the victors, and Aurangzeb and his Mughal Empire are bound to fail. If the Ming Empire is on the side of the losers, it will inevitably suffer from failure. And be humiliated. The general must think twice!"
Wu Guogui snorted: "I ask again, how much do you plan to pay? And I also want to tell you clearly... As long as Aurangzeb can afford the money, this general will help him fight!" Don’t think that with the help of Kangxi Khan, you can be sure of victory. To tell you the truth, when I was in the Central Plains, I defeated Kangxi twice with the former president and my second brother!"
When Qiong Sen heard this, he quickly said to Child: "Sir, this General Wu said that he defeated Kangxi Khan twice... He also said that as long as Aurangzeb is willing to fight, For money, he will help me fight!”
Sir Child's face was extremely ugly, and he said to Wu Guogui: "General, I hope you can understand that you are a general of the Ming Dynasty, not an independent king. If you send troops to support Aurangzeb without authorization, it will mean The Ming Empire is at war with England, France, the Netherlands, Portugal and other countries!"
Qiongsen quickly translated this into Chinese.
Wu Guogui's reaction was another burst of laughter: "Who are you scaring? I am invincible in the world, so I will be afraid of you small countries? Where are the people coming? Kick this British profiteer and that British poor man out of the palace, and then confiscate them. Their merchant ship, give them a galley and tell them to get out!”
This time, Child and Qiongsen were really little robbers meeting the ancestors of thieves. Even their boats were confiscated, and they were only given a small Portuguese galley that originally belonged to the Arakan Navy and allowed them to sail back to the British East Indies. The company's headquarters is located in the port of Madras in the southwest of the Indian peninsula.
