As soon as Li Yan saw Li Chengyan's infinitely confused expression, he immediately said in confusion: "Lord Li? Master Lee? ”

Li Chengyan was excited, and only after coming back to his senses did he give up his hand and say: "Where did Governor Li kill the barbarians?" Aren't you those Francophone people? ”

Li Chengyan didn't have much confidence in his heart.

Li Yan, the governor of Java, said that it was not big or small, and the entire land of Java, including Batavia, was under Li Yan's jurisdiction, and even those salted fish-like kings had to give Li Yan face.

If this guy comes back from killing the barbarians, he will kill Cohen's old barbarian, then won't his negotiations be in vain?

After listening to Li Chengyan's worries, Li Yan suddenly smiled and said, "Lord Li is worried about that barbarian in vain.

Ben Governor borrowed a few ships from the Southern Admiral and followed the pirates to a few small islands in the Mughal kingdom on the side, but he didn't want Lord Li to misunderstand. ”

After listening to Li Yan's explanation, Li Chengyan was relieved.

As long as he didn't kill Cohen's old guy for some reason, no matter how many other barbarians died, it had nothing to do with him.

Nan Juyi simply ordered someone to prepare the wine and food again, sat down again, and drank again.

Li Chengyan suddenly remembered the reason why he came to Java to discuss business with the barbarians this time, so he picked up his wine glass and said with a smile: "Governor Li has eliminated the barbarians this time, what is the result?" ”

Li Yan sneered: "Acceptable, acceptable." The main thing is that the pirates killed a lot, and the Governor was just accompanying him. ”

Li Yan also secretly hates himself in his heart now, and he just runs away with the pirates when he has nothing to do, and he also uses a knife to cut people, and finally bursts his own blood.

When the angel came, he was cutting people, and when the angel negotiated with the barbarian, he was still cutting people - if the angel returned to the capital to complain, it would be a reprimand.

The point is that cutting people by yourself is far less professional than those pirates - especially the pirate leader named Li Qizi, who has cut the most people, but not a drop of blood on his body has been sticked!

I still have to practice to become successful!

Seeing Li Yan's somewhat annoyed expression, Li Chengyan smiled and said: "Governor Li personally led his troops out to clear out the barbarians, ensuring that the people of my Ming Dynasty can live and work in peace and contentment, which is really a great achievement." After the lower officials return to the capital, they must report the merits of Governor Li to the Son of Heaven! ”

Hearing Li Chengyan's words, Li Yan's heart was slightly relieved.

What kind of character Emperor Chongzhen is, Li Yan knows it in his heart, and he also knows that he must have a little place in Emperor Chongzhen's heart.

To put it nicely, he can be regarded as Jane's character in the emperor's heart.

Except for the fact that he personally cut people and was burst into blood, nothing else, whether it was the Mughal who cut them down or mixed with the pirates, it was actually nothing.

Li Chengyan looked at Li Yan's expression, and continued: "I don't know if Governor Li has brought back prisoners on this expedition?" ”

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "The dead barbarians don't say anything, they were all thrown into the sea by those pirates to feed the fish."

But there are probably a thousand of the surviving barbarians, who have been captured by those pirates and sent back to the governor's palace in a few days. What does Master Lee mean? ”

Li Chengyan nodded before he said with a smile: "As long as you catch the people back, I'm afraid that those pirates will kill all the pirates if they don't take it seriously."

I have a lot of places to use coolies in various places now, and these barbarians are good coolies, aren't they? ”

Li Yan shook his head lightly and said, "When Li Yan ruled the island with Shi Ge Lao in the Wa Kingdom, he knew that my Ming Dynasty was using more barbarians.

It's just that compared to it, the Mughal barbarians are really unbearable, compared to the Japanese slaves and the people of North Korea, but they are too much worse. ”

Li Chengyan arched his hand and said: "Would you like to hear about it?" ”

Li Yan said with a smile: "Most of the Mughal barbarians regard cattle as gods, which is nothing, after all, even the grass, trees and stones on the side of the Wa Kingdom are regarded as gods, and these Mughal barbarians are already much stronger."

It's just that these people are greedy and lazy, and they are not as good as the Japanese slaves, and they are not as good as the people of the Ming Dynasty.

It's not that Ben Du hasn't tried whipping to discipline these bastards, but then it has little effect, and no matter how much he whips, these people are still that lazy temperament, and they can't change it. ”

Li Chengyan nodded and said: "This is also strange, there are still such people, I really don't know how the Mughal monarch endured it."

However, as long as these coolies are brought back to Daming to work, no matter how lazy they are, they have their own overseers to deal with them, but it has nothing to do with us.

What Xia Guan had been worried about just now was that Governor Li would kill all the barbarians, and there was nothing left. ”

After listening to Li Chengyan's words, Li Yan's heart was finally completely put back in his stomach, and he immediately pushed the cup and drank it again.

……

Cohen's fleet, which was lucky not to be killed by Li Yan as a barbarian, soon ran back to the new East India Company's Far East headquarters.

In fact, if you talk about the Far East Headquarters or anything like that, it's basically just a brag about defeat, and whoever listens to it can only be a pleasure - those who are far away are almost in their hometowns, and what else is there to brag about......

Willhaout Horesten, one of the seventeen gentlemen of the East India Company, presided over the company's Far East headquarters in place of Cohen during the time Cohen was in Batavia to negotiate.

In the same way, the gentleman, who was already facing retirement, was about to be out of breath by all this mess and was already looking forward to Cohen's return.

After listening to Cohen's general description of his trip and the outcome of the negotiation, Horesten took two puffs of the pipe in his hand tightly before he spoke: "Do you still plan to sell Fushou paste to the world?" ”

Cohen said as a matter of course: "That's natural, such a good thing should be sold to the world and create more profits for the company." ”

In the smoke, Horesten pointed at Cohen with the pipe in his hand: "But you never smoke Fushou ointment, and you don't let us smoke it. ”

Cohen said, "Of course. If it weren't for the fear of affecting the sale of Fushou Cream, I even planned to write a letter to the king telling him that it would be best to ban smoking Fushou Paste throughout the Netherlands. ”

Horestein asked curiously, "Why?" Why is this happening? ”

Cohen said: "Although that Li didn't say it explicitly, let alone tell me what would happen if I smoked too much Fushou cream, I knew one thing early on - in their country, smoking and selling this thing is to kill the head, and it is to implicate their families!" ”

After gasping for air, Horesten sighed, "It's terrible. How did the people of their country endure such a brutal rule? Does their Emperor Majesty really have such great power? ”

Cohen sneered and said, "Gregory VII can punish Heinrich IV, and even make him stand barefoot in the snow for three days, all this is the power that God has given to Gregory."

But in the Far East, this did not work at all. If the head of a religion announces the punishment of His Majesty the Emperor, do you know what the consequences will be? ”

Horesten asked curiously, "What will be the consequences?" ”

Cohen sneered: "The consequences are serious, this religion will be beaten as an evil religion, and then, everyone in this religion, whether it is a gray-haired old man, or a newborn baby, whether it is a high pope, or the lowest believers, will be killed."

No matter how many people will be killed, let alone whether there are innocent people or not, in short, the majesty of their Emperor is greater than everything, he is the projection of God in the world, and the order he casually orders to go down is more terrible than the greatest roar that Zeus on Mount Olympus can make! ”

Horesten made a cross on his chest and sighed, "Oh God! ”

Cohen shook his head and chuckled, "In the Great Ming, it was their emperor who was most useful, not God. Even though God created the world, they did not believe in God, they believed that their emperor was the only god in the world, the only right. ”

Horesten exclaimed, "Isn't there anyone who thinks of rebelling against their emperor's tyrannical rule? ”

Cohen smiled: "Of course there is, but they are all dead, and the people of the Ming Dynasty still think that their emperor is doing the right thing, and those people should die, don't you think it's sad?" ”

Without waiting for Horesten to reply, Cohen said to himself, "Of course, it is not sad, their emperor rarely taxes them now, and often gives them silver coins and clothes, as well as fine food.

Not only that, but because of the provocations of the Spanish fools, their emperor sent two fleets and slaughtered countless Spaniards to avenge his people.

With such an emperor, his people will think he is cruel? Will you want to overthrow him? No kidding, if it weren't for God, I would have even wanted to change my nationality.

You know, I speak the official language of the Ming people, which is a big plus – I've even inquired about that. ”

Horesten's hand holding the pipe suddenly became a little trembling - all this simply overturned his own worldview and outlook on life, it was terrible!

Cohen ignored Horesten, who was on the verge of collapse, and instead brought the topic back to Fushou Ointment: "He is such a powerful emperor, but he ordered the people under his rule not to take the magic medicine of Fushou Ointment.

Not only that, but this holy and powerful emperor in the eyes of the Ming people will also punish the smokers and traffickers and their families with the punishment of beheading, don't you think there is a problem here? ”

Horesten said: "You mean, what are the disadvantages of Fushou paste that we don't know about? ”

After nodding his head, Cohen spoke, "Yes, that's what I suspected, and even now we haven't seen any harm in it."

However, during this negotiation, I deliberately deceived Li and found that there was indeed something bad that I didn't know.

What I don't know at the moment is whether this disadvantage is due to overdose, or whether it can only be discovered after a long period of invading. ”

After finishing speaking, Cohen also lit his pipe, spit out the smoke ring, and then said lightly: "But it doesn't matter, anyway, I have already ordered someone to catch some slaves to do related experiments." ”

Horeten said: "Then it's decided, let's not smoke this thing yet, but in view of the profit of this thing, what should be sold still has to be sold." ”

After a slight pause, Horesten continued: "Or, we can think about selling these things to the British and the Spanish?" ”

Cohen replied with some course: "Of course, who is it not sold to?" As long as there is a profit, I plan to sell even in the Netherlands, let alone those countries that are hostile to us? ”

Horesten also laughed and said, "Of course, God will not forgive you if you put the silver coin and do nothing." ”

……

After receiving Li Chengyan's return, Emperor Chongzhen was also secretly relieved.

The Xiaoice River, which had just stopped for less than two years, seemed to be starting to get struggling again, and natural disasters began to occur again throughout Daming.

Of course, there is no way to do this thing about natural disasters, if it comes out, it will come out, and it is good to resist the past - and for the most important food to resist natural disasters, Emperor Chongzhen is not worried at all.

Not to mention the grain in the Changping and Reserve Warehouses, even if the grain is transported to the affected areas, Emperor Chongzhen is completely sure.

After all, the railway, which has been laid for several years, is not as accessible as later generations, but it is not too much of a problem to bear the burden of material transshipment.

At the very least, the cost is much smaller, and the time is much faster than when using manpower.

The only thing that makes people feel disturbed is the problem of not having enough barbarians.

Even Hong Chengchou, the secretary of the Ministry of Railways, felt that this problem was very disgusting, and even pulled Guo Yunhou, the secretary of the Ministry of Railways, to study it together, intending to see if there was any way to draw a cake for those barbarians without affecting the construction process of the railway, so that they would be more motivated.

As for the people who wanted to emigrate to Shibian and were temporarily thrown on the railway construction site, Hong Chengchou didn't have the idea of beating them at all.

The people who immigrated to the real border are also the people of the Ming Dynasty, and they also have household registration, and it is a big trouble to die inexplicably.

Even those Japanese slaves who were responsible for the heavy responsibility of overseers also deliberately avoided these Ming people, and reported to them that they worked hard and could endure hardships every day.

In fact, how pitiful these people are, whether it is Emperor Chongzhen, Hong Chengchou and Guo Yunhou, as long as they have been to the railway construction site in person, there is no confusion.

It's really hard to work, but once you find out that there is dangerous work, these people run faster than anyone else - there are officials and barbarians behind them, what do you want these people to do to move forward?

What's even more painful is that many people have other ideas - Meng Fanxing's people who ran outside the customs to catch slaves are now mixing well? Why can't you go by yourself?