Chapter 1251: Dispute, Machiavellian

"Most of the rebels were captured, and a few escaped into the mountains. Your Highness, this battle has already been won, but the next step is how to stabilize Java. I think we should find a leader who is loyal to Daming."

Back on the ship, someone suggested to immediately find a Javanese loyal to Daming to continue to rule here.

"Whose territory do you think this is?"

Zhu Zhanji asked this person to bow down to apologize, and then he said with piercing eyes: "Java is uneven, and the old port is uneasy. Just now, I have seen the situation of the local natives, and it is not optimistic. Daming has no energy to clean it up, so let the They do it themselves."

This is meant to make Java kill each other.

This is a bit cruel, but this is not a court, nor is it a Confucian school full of benevolence, righteousness and morality.

Who dares to object?

Zhu Zhanji's eyes swept over these people, and no one dared to look at him, let alone raise objections.

This is the supreme imperial power, and don't look at some people who say they are merciful, but when they find out that this matter will affect them, their faces change again.

This means that the matter has nothing to do with oneself, so don't be afraid of big troubles!

But under Zhu Zhanji's gaze, no one dared to take the risk of provoking trouble.

Hong Bao looked at Fang Xing, he knew that Fang Xing must have pushed this idea.

After they parted, Hong Bao caught up with Fang Xing and asked, "Why did Da Ming take Java? This place is full of snakes and insects, and diseases are rampant. Da Ming will lose money if he takes it!"

"Those immigrants have no disease!"

"As long as you maintain good hygienic habits, pay attention to prevent mosquitoes, and drink boiled water, the epidemic is not as terrible as you said. Otherwise, I will definitely stop Fang Zheng's southern expedition."

"But Daming can't immigrate here at this time."

"so what?"

Fang Xing said coldly: "Who wants to sympathize with them? You?"

His gaze was cold, as if as long as Hong Bao dared to say yes, Fang Xing would use his influence without hesitation to let him go to Xiaoling to guard the tomb of Emperor Gao.

Hong Bao said blankly: "No, our family doesn't sympathize with these natives, but we think that Daming shouldn't work on it."

"Short-sighted! No wonder you can't compete with Wang Jinghong!"

Fang Xing said disdainfully: "You want to go to sea, you want to prove yourself, it's all right, but you shouldn't use Daming's future as a bargaining chip, don't even think about such things as raising the bandits' self-respect! If it wasn't for the observation along the way , to prove that you have no collaborators, and Benbo has done nothing to kill you now!"

Fang Xing's patience finally disappeared, and it disappeared under Hong Bao's repeated temptations.

"I asked, in the fleet, you are the one who knows Java best. If Java is destroyed, you feel that you have no power to fight back in the competition with Wang Jinghong, right?"

Fang Xing peeled off Hong Bao's veil layer by layer, making him ashamed.

"Our family is a survivor of punishment. If it is useless, where will we go back? What can we do when we go back to Beiping? The seats in the imperial city are full of people. Do we still have to bow and bow to those younger generations? Dreaming!"

Hong Bao's face was fierce and his eyes were cold: "Uncle Xinghe, you are the teacher of Taisun and have outstanding military achievements. Naturally, you don't know what people like our family are thinking. Our family has no selfish intentions. We just want to use Java to grind down the old port. Home is in the palm of Daming."

"You think the Shi family is too simple. Do you think that the second sister Shi is really loyal to Daming? Let me tell you, as long as Daming is not as good as this, this old port will belong to someone else! By then, the Shi family will have collapsed Lost Java expansion, Xinghe Bo, this is a big enemy!"

"Are you saying that my grandson and I have a problem with raising tigers?"

Fang Xing shook his head, feeling that the eunuch had fallen into a kind of paranoia.

"Go back and think about it carefully, don't get into a dead end, if you continue like this, you will be greedy for profit!"

This man has been obsessed with power, his performance almost made Fang Xing think that he is a good eunuch.

As expected, people have two sides. On the one hand, Hong Bao is the deputy envoy of the decisive fleet, but on the other hand, he is not optimistic about his future, so that he has to dictate the Java policy.

"Wang Jinghong is very good,

Hong Bao is no match. "

In this regard, Zhu Zhanji was better than Fang Xingji, and he pointed out the problem right away.

"I've known his thoughts for a long time. It's just that it doesn't affect the overall situation, and he can do whatever he wants. Besides, this person has some merits, but he is obsessed with fame and fortune."

Zhu Zhanji looked calm and said: "Don't worry about him, just get rid of this kind of thinking. In fact, every courtier has selfishness, but some people can distinguish the importance, while others can't. It's not enough. Strange."

"You are now considered a qualified prince, and the rest is polishing."

Fang Xing sighed and said: "I am not as good as you in this aspect, but there is no need to compare."

Zhu Zhanji obviously didn't take Hong Bao's matter to heart, and said: "The Shi family needn't worry, as long as the fleet comes down every few years, no one dares to feel rebellious. If the fleet can't come, then there's no need to worry." Nevermind."

"A lot were seized."

Zhu Zhanji said proudly: "There are gold and silver, especially those Fan people, who have a lot in their families. It's just that copper coins are a bit troublesome. There are the most in the former Song Dynasty, and even the former Tang Dynasty. You don't have to take them back, just hand them over to us." Shi Jinqing also means the same thing."

"Fan people can become another class, and the followers of those fan people can all be established as a class and let them fight against the natives."

The two discussed the future strategy for Java until dinner time, and after dinner, they went to bed.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

I don't know what time it is, Fang Xing suddenly woke up. He sat up, took his coat casually and wiped the cold sweat off his face and body.

Close your eyes, the dream is still clear.

Bamboo spears, iron knives...

Fang Xing only felt tightness in his chest, he didn't change his underwear and went out with his coat on.

The night here is not too cold, but Fang Xing still shivered when the sea breeze hit, his soaked underwear was icy cold.

The camp was quiet, and the sound of Fang Xing's footsteps alarmed the patrol, and someone immediately shouted, "Who? Uncle?"

Fang Xing said: "I can't sleep and come out for a walk, you just mind your own business and don't wake others up."

The small banner officer who led the team stood at attention, and then continued to patrol the camp with his subordinates.

The camp is not far from the shore, and the tide cannot reach it. If the enemy forces make a surprise attack, they can quickly get support from the ship.

There is silence all over the field, only the sound of sea water beating gently on the shore.

Fang Xing walked to the edge of the fence, looked at the pitch-black sea, and felt that he was the only one left in the world.

"Can't sleep?"

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Hong Bao's voice came from behind him.

"Well, I had a nightmare."

"Is it killing?"

"Yes, but it wasn't my killing, it was someone else's."

"Who did you kill?"

Hong Bao walked to Fang Xing's side, put his hands on the fence and asked.

"Han people."

Hong Bao said indifferently: "Nowadays Daming is flourishing, your dream is not coming true."

"Well, I hope it doesn't work."

Fang Xing's head was a little dizzy, and he murmured: "They will search the Han people all over the city, and use all tools to kill them, torture and kill them, women and children are the worst, and their heads will become things for them to show off, it will be a feast, harvest The feast of wealth and life of the Han people, how do you say this kind of people should be dealt with?"

"Kill all! Of course kill all!"

Hong Bao's gaze was a little dull. He felt that his future was hopeless and he could no longer stand shoulder to shoulder with Zheng He and Wang Jinghong.

"Well! I think it should be the same, but there are not enough people."

Hong Bao was startled, turned his head and said, "Aren't you talking about this?"

Fang Xing smiled and said, "It's over here."

Talking and laughing about the ups and downs, such Fang Xing made Hong Bao regret a bit, he regretted that he had underestimated Fang Xing.

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