Whose face is whiter, this is an obvious matter - regardless of whether it is Zhang Zhiji or Sun Shirui, it is obviously whiter and more handsome than Emperor Chongzhen.

After all, after more than 200 years of genetic optimization, no matter how ugly the original gene is, it has also been optimized to perfection.

But people are not the same.

Zhang Zhiji can accept that Emperor Chongzhen's face is whiter and more handsome than himself, but he can't accept Sun Shirui's little white face.

After muttering for a long time, Zhang Zhiji planned to force Sun Shirui, a little white face, to get out of his own way - after all, he came to find himself with the official letter of the ministry, and as one of the leaders of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, why can't he directly say what told people to get out, right?

After glancing at Sun Shirui, Zhang Zhiji said lightly: "Since you want to join the army and have read so many books, why don't you go to the bottom first and hone with ordinary soldiers?" If you have military achievements, you can quickly rise up. ”

When Sun Shirui heard this, he really hesitated.

Although he said that he had a certain psychological preparation for starting from the low-level, this low-level was too low, and he was directly assigned to the bottom!

If I ask to go to those lecture halls and then enter the Beijing camp, will the starting point be higher?

But just go back like this, can you lose this person?

Zhang Zhiji stared at Sun Shirui with interest, looking at the cold sweat slowly oozing from his forehead, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

Get out of here, you don't need to be whiter than Lao Tzu in the army!

After Sun Shirui's face changed back and forth a few times, he finally showed a trace of perseverance and said, "Humble and orderly!" ”

Zhang Zhi's face, which was like eating a fly and choking, suddenly turned a little dark, but fortunately, his original face was not white, so he didn't show it, but shouted loudly: "Zhang Cheng! Take him to find a small flag and throw it in, so that people can take him to practice! ”

After Zhang Zhiji's personal soldiers answered loudly, they led Sun Shirui out.

Sun Shirui couldn't understand where he had offended the British public Zhang Zhiji, and he couldn't understand why Zhang Zhiji risked offending his father to rectify himself.

After walking out of the lobby, Zhang Cheng led Sun Shirui towards the barracks, and said with a smile: "Dignified champion, why bother to come to the troubled waters of the army?"

Since Ling Zun is the left squire of the military department, doesn't Zhuang Yuanlang know the hardships and dangers in the army? ”

Sun Shirui smiled bitterly: "Sun Mou has been determined to join the army since he was a child, but his father strictly ordered him not to enter the army until he became famous. ”

I don't understand it, but Sun Shirui clearly knows the rules in the army - if you make a mistake, you have to admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand upright.

As for what was wrong and why he was beaten, this matter actually depends on Shangguan's mood, and there is no reason to talk about it at all.

He is the son of the left squire of the military department? He is the top champion of Chongzhen's thirteen-year imperial examination?

These are useless, as long as you want to mix in the army, you must obey Zhang Zhiji's arrangement and honestly be a big soldier.

As for what he said to come to the army after going back to talk about the gold plate of the martial arts, this idea just flashed in his mind, and he was left behind by Sun Shirui.

Is it useful to gild a place like Jiangwutang? It must be useful, but now that Zhang Zhiji is evil, he will still be able to get good from him in the future?

Even if you don't suppress hundreds of low-level military attachés, just suppressing them to the death and not being promoted is disgusting enough!

In this situation, the best choice is to honestly shut up, follow Zhang Zhiji's instructions to become a big soldier, and rely on military merit step by step to rise up.

Zhang Cheng did not have half a discount at all for the execution of Zhang Zhiji's order, and after "casually" finding a general flag and explaining the person, he turned around and went back to Zhang Zhiji to return to his life.

Zhang Zhiji, who received Zhang Cheng's return, sneered twice, and then looked at the huge map again.

The order given by Emperor Chongzhen must be done!

is also having a headache for Emperor Chongzhen's order, as well as Li Chengyan, who has run to Java.

At the beginning, those barbarians were like crazy, and dared to send people to contact Nan Juyi, the commander of the East China Sea Fleet, to discuss the business of labor distribution and Fushou ointment.

Nan Juyi is naturally indispensable, and he also knows how high the demand for labor in the Ming Dynasty is, so a letter was sent to the shore of Emperor Chongzhen, and he was also sent to this broken place.

After greeting each other with Nan Juyi, Li Chengyan wiped the sweat on his forehead and muttered, "Why is this place so hot?" It's not even May, right? ”

Nan Juyi's face, who originally felt a little crane-haired, was not very good-looking, and there was obviously bitterness in the smile on his face: "Here in Java, there is basically no winter, it is so hot all year round, even more so than in Lingnan." ”

Nodding, after another cold noise, Li Chengyan turned the topic to those Dutch barbarians: "What do those Dutch barbarians say now?" ”

Regarding the original Hanan being changed to the Netherlands by Emperor Chongzhen, Li Chengyan agreed with 10,000 - don't you know that the governor of Henan has scolded the street countless times?

Henan Henan, stupid and unclear!

Now it's okay, it's called the Netherlands, and now it's different from Henan, and there will be no jokes anymore.

As for whether the Dutch barbarians are willing, who cares about them all? When did the barbarians have human rights?

Nan Juyi nodded, and while leading Li Chengyan towards the cabin, he stroked his beard and smiled: "Judging from the current situation, those barbarians' enthusiasm for Fushou paste and tea is even higher than we imagined.

They have now pushed down the original price of ten laborers for one catty of Fushou paste to twenty laborers for one catty of Fushou paste.

As for things like tea and silk, there are also varying degrees of price reduction, but the old man has been dragging it out without agreeing, just waiting for Master Li to come. ”

Li Chengyan smiled and said, "How much silver is one or two blessing ointment?" This is a good thing that Jiannu Huang Taiji once sucked, these barbarians are not as good as Jiannu, and they still want to exchange it for the same price as Jiannu? ”

Nan Juyi shook his head and said: "That's what I said, but it's also a fact that Daming is short of labor now, and it's almost impossible, right?" Stop scaring the brutes away? ”

Li Chengyan nodded and said, "Governor Nan can rest assured, the lower officials have their own sense of proportion. ”

Nan Juyi looked confident no longer than Li Chengyan, so he didn't say anything anymore - like Li Chengyan, who came out on the emperor's orders, there must have been something that Emperor Chongzhen secretly confessed.

Besides, he is the East China Sea Fleet, which belongs to the Governor's Office of the Five Armies, although it is said that they all serve Emperor Chongzhen, but Li Chengyan is under the management of the cabinet and the ministry, and has nothing to do with his side.

In other words, even if Li Chengyan messes things up, it is a matter of the civil service system, and it has nothing to do with him, and the board will not hit him.

But if you get involved, in the end, no matter whether the result is successful or not, you won't be able to please yourself.

In this case, why should I bother with that idleness?

After resting for the night on the flagship where Nan Juyi was, Li Chengyan went to the governor's residence of Daming Via, the former Dutch governor's palace in Batavia, with Nan Juyi the next day.

So he sent a message to the Dutch that they could prepare for negotiations.

This time, he went to Java to take the initiative to contact Nanjuyi, and Li Chengyan also met Cohen, the governor of the East India Company's new headquarters in the Far East.

Cohen was equally impressed with Lee.

The young man in front of him was definitely not a good thing, nor was he an easy person to dismiss, and his shamelessness was about the same as that of a dozen gentlemen at the headquarters of the East India Company.

Facing Cohen, who was smiling and walking towards him with open arms, Li Chengyan took a step back quietly, avoiding Cohen's hug before arching his hand: "Mr. Cohen's enthusiasm is still the same as always, but he can't adapt to it." ”

Cohen, who felt aggrieved, lowered his arms, stroked his chest and bowed, "Lee, this is just a way for us to express our friendship, why don't you want to try to understand something?" ”

Li Chengyan sneered in his heart, and secretly said Lao Tzu is not a rabbit master, why do you know these things?

Cohen felt aggrieved, but Cohen didn't say anything.

Java is still that Java, Batavia is still that Batavia, and even the Governor's Palace in front of you is still the same as it was, but with some more oriental elements.

But all this no longer belonged to itself, not to the East India Company, not to the Netherlands.

After secretly sighing in his heart, Cohen let go of the entanglement and walked towards the governor's palace with Li Chengyan.

When the guest sat down, Cohen, who sat in the guest seat again, sighed again in his heart - he has no hope of sitting back in the main seat in his life, right?

Qiang Zi pressed the emotion in his heart, and Cohen spoke: "Li, I think you should know what kind of business I want to talk to you about.

As friends, I wish we could open up and talk, after all, it's good for all of us, right? ”

Li Chengyan nodded and said with a slight smile: "That's right, we are friends, even if we had some differences and misunderstandings before, it can't change the friendship between our friends."

His Majesty the Emperor agreed in principle to Mr. Cohen's request for a mutual market, and it is precisely for this reason that he has sent me to consult with Mr. Cohen about the matter of the mutual market. ”

For his hypocrisy, Li Chengyan felt a deep disgust - when will he be as good as His Majesty the Emperor?

Cohen didn't know what Li Chengyan was thinking, but he understood what Li Chengyan said that the Ming Emperor agreed in principle to negotiate business this time.

I'm not afraid of high prices, I'm not afraid of being difficult, I'm most afraid of not having to talk about it, just like those Ming people and naval governors, they avoid talking about everything, that's the most headache.

After taking a sip of the tea that had just been served, Cohen spoke: "Li, since His Majesty the Emperor of your country has agreed, then all we have to talk about is the price, right?" ”

Li Chengyan nodded and said, "Yes, it's the price problem."

With all due respect, Mr. Cohen, if he wants to make this deal, he should have offered a sincere price, not a back-and-forth temptation, which would be a waste of your time. ”

Cohen shook his head and said, "Lee, I think you should know that the price I quoted is already very sincere.

Isn't it enough that no one else can give me the price I have given for silver, whether it is a slave or a slave? ”

Li Chengyan shook his head and said: "With all due respect, my Ming Dynasty is rich in the four seas and silver, and my Ming Emperor is not lacking, nor is there a shortage in the treasury."

As for the slaves that Mr. Cohen speaks of? I don't know if Mr. Cohen has understood, I have nearly 20,000,000 people in the Ming Dynasty, and there will be a shortage of laborers? ”

Cohen cursed in his heart, but said with a smile on his face: "Li, you should know that slaves are different from commoners, and they are even more different from nobles.

Nobles like you and me don't need to farm, so naturally there are servants who serve fragrant bread and meals.

Civilians provide us with tax revenues that allow us to arm ourselves.

And what about slaves? It is the private property of us or other nobles, and their life and death are entirely up to us.

Again, there is no need to worry about making them unhappy by oppressing the commoners too much, who simply don't care if their slaves live or die.

When you have enough slaves, will your country be able to produce more nobles? Do these nobles pay taxes to the emperor of your country?

Obviously, this is something that is beneficial to both us and to Your Majesty the Emperor. ”

Li Chengyan nodded with a smile and said, "I basically agree with Mr. Cohen's statement.

But this is not enough to impress me, let alone His Majesty the Emperor of my country. ”

Cohen still shook his head and said, "Li, as far as I know before, the price of slaves in the East is about the same as the price in my country, which is five taels of silver each, while the Fushou paste in your country is ten taels of silver.

Therefore, two slaves for a pound of Fushou ointment is already a very fair price, and we are already willing to pay the price of one more slave for this.

Lee, you know, we have to bear the risk of transporting slaves, and if the slaves die of illness at sea, we can only admit compensation and throw them down to feed the sharks, and bear the losses ourselves. ”

Li Chengyan laughed and said: "First of all, I have to admit that Mr. Cohen's understanding of Daming is beyond my imagination.

But what Mr. Cohen didn't know was that my Ming Fushou paste had been improved many times, and the price had been raised to twenty taels of silver. ”

Looking at Cohen's look of disbelief, Li Chengyan smiled and said, "I wonder if Mr. Cohen himself also smokes Fushou ointment?"

If Mr. Cohen himself was smoking, Li brought some over and let Mr. Cohen taste them to see what the difference was from the previous ones. ”

Cohen frowned: "Li, I treat you as a friend, but you want to harm me?" ”

PS: How about changing the update time to 7 o'clock in the morning in the future? If everyone agrees, the next chapter will be updated at 7 a.m.