"Ahh Zhu Youlang, thousands of miles away, sneezed. "Is someone talking about me behind my back?"

After settling down, Zhu Youlang still decided to be a materialist and not think about these strange forces.

The horse under the crotch did not react to the shaking of Zhu Youlang's body, and still walked slowly in the queue.

This horse was personally selected by Li Dingguo.

Li Dingguo heard that Zhu Youlang wanted to learn to ride a horse, and he once loyally took Zhu Youlang into Yunnan, and chose a horse with the most docile personality from the rare high-headed horse in the army and dedicated it to Zhu Youlang.

Zhu Youlang was very happy and gave him the name "Purple Electricity".

"I hope my butterfly wings won't be flapped so fast, if I change the time of the Northern Expedition of the country, it will be a big trouble." Thinking of the tragic situation of Zhu Chenggong's failure in the Third Northern Expedition, Zhu Youlang couldn't help but cry secretly.

Tears trickled down Zidian's back. The docile horse shuddered his back as if he had been enlightened, and then lowered his head and slowed down.

One man and one horse, walking pathetially among thousands of troops and horses.

Suppressing his sentimentality towards history, hoping that the group of brocade guards could successfully arrive, Zhu Youlang gently stroked Zidian's back with his hand, and pulled his thoughts back to the ground under his feet.

Myanmar.

This place, which ended itself in history, is now about to be conquered by the iron hooves of Li Dingguo.

In Zhu Youlang's planning, Myanmar is also an important base for him to "oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty".

Myanmar now has a population of two million, about half of Yunnan. It sounds like a few, but it is enough for Zhu Youlang as a traveler--- the unindustrialized Manchu Qing Dynasty did not necessarily have a population of two million before entering the customs, but it conquered the whole of China step by step. Even if the two million people in Myanmar can only support 200,000 industrial population, it is enough to slowly push back to Shenjing when there is 0 steam engine.

In the traditional public opinion of this era, Myanmar is considered to be inferior to Guizhou's miasma, but in Zhu Youlang's view, Myanmar is actually better than Hainan Island, which is known as the Holy Land of Crossing:

The reason why Hainan is considered to be a holy place is nothing more than several reasons: it hangs overseas (for the Ming Dynasty, the four-kilometer-wide section of the Yangtze River in Nanjing is considered a natural hazard, not to mention the Qiongzhou Strait, which is dozens of kilometers long), there is enough initial population (1 million), there are iron ore mines (Tiandu/Shilu), the sea is convenient for trade, and the feudal ruling power is weak (far from the political and economic center of the Ming Dynasty).

In contrast, although Burma is not an island, but if the Manchus want to fight a long-term war with themselves, they have to transfer grain from Huguang and other places, the historical Qing-Burma War cost the Manchus a total of more than 9 million taels of silver, and the scale of the Ming and Qing wars is far greater than the Qing-Burma War--- Yunnan, Huguang-Sichuan, and the southeast three fronts are burning the Manchu treasury all the time. Now the financial revenue of the Manchu Qing Dynasty is less than half of that of the Qianlong Dynasty, and in a few more years, the Manchus will not only be unable to kill themselves, but may also have to shrink from Yungui.

The population is twice that of Hainan Island, the iron ore and coal mines are complete (Hainan traversers still have to go to the Hongji coal mine), the feudal system still has the remnants of the feudal system, and the Confucian ideology, which is regarded as the sworn enemy of industrialization, has little influence in Myanmar.

But what is the problem with language barriers?

In the late Qing Dynasty, there were only more than 600 words in pidgin English, which could also allow brokers to trade with foreigners. In this era, the average vocabulary of ordinary people is at most 3,000, and they can speak well in half a year at most.

As for the crooked Burmese script, it is even simpler, no more than 100,000 people know Burmese, let them all use Chinese characters. Whether it is learning how to use a knife in the Wa Kingdom or opening a imperial examination in Burma, they can be forced to switch to Chinese characters.

Moreover, Myanmar has an advantage that is difficult for ordinary people to notice!

Thanks to the traditional Huayi distinction, his Wenchen did not pay too much attention to his "inconsistent with the words of the sage" in Burma--- just don't do this in the two capitals and thirteen provinces, and the local feudal lords of Burma are difficult to fight against the tens of thousands of troops from the north, just as the Jiangnan gentry succumbed to the butcher's knife of the Manchu Qing. The internal and external pressure has been minimized, and he may be able to train thousands of cadres, and then lead a new army to "six out of Gaoligong Mountain" and go north to recover the Central Plains?

"Your Majesty, there are a few people outside, claiming to be Ava Yimin, asking to see Your Majesty and saying that there is a way to break the city." Yang Qiangyi ran over in small steps to pass the word.

"Ask them if they are the Zhao family, and if so, let them come."

After a while, Yang Qiangyi led two middle-aged men dressed in Han family clothes to the front.

"Overseas outcasts have seen Your Majesty!" The two excitedly kowtowed to Zhu Youlang on the horse.

Zhu Youlang turned over and dismounted, and handed the reins to the guards on the side: "Hurry up, how can you say that you are outcasts?" If my Chinese ancestors thought so, I am afraid that today's Han people are still cowering in Shaanxi, a corner of Henan, how can there be 50 million Han people in the two capitals and thirteen provinces today? During the Zhou Dynasty, Nanzhili, Huguang, and Jiangxi were all barbarian lands; In the Tang Dynasty, Liangguang was also regarded as a daunting path. And decades ago, this dynasty has been in Yunnan and Guizhou to change the land and return to the stream. As long as I, the Ming Dynasty, remain the center of the world, there will come a time when there will be no more barbarian land in the world! ”

The two of them couldn't quite understand what Zhu Youlang said, they only knew that it was a good word to appease them, and they nodded in unison at the moment: "The grass people will not give up when you wait for Your Majesty!" As he spoke, he took out a neatly folded piece of yellow paper from his bosom: "This is a map of Ava City drawn by Master, marked with the royal palace, official offices, warehouses, army garrisons, etc., I would like to help Your Majesty take Ava City!" ”

When Yang Qiangyi heard the word map, he rushed up in three steps and two steps to grab the stack of papers, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there were no foreign objects.

"Why is Yang Banban so nervous? Could it be that he was worried about the story of Jing Ke's assassination of King Qin? Zhu Youlang stroked his beard and smiled like a two-hundred-pound child.

"Your Majesty, what you say is exactly what the slave thinks." Yang Qiangyi slapped a sycophant.

Zhu Youlang laughed even more when he heard this, "At that time, there was no paper in Huaxia, and the map was made of leather or silk, not to mention that Jing Ke was still in a box." If these two people want to learn Jing Ke, how can they do without a box? What's more, I am the banner of the Han people, if I am so frightened in the face of the Han people, who can I be completely at ease? ”

Seeing that the two were about to kneel down again, Zhu Youlang pulled them up one by one. "I am the emperor of the Chinese people in the whole world, if I treat me like this because I live overseas, doesn't it seem like an outsider?"

The two didn't dare to say anything, and they thanked them for a thousand thanks. It's simple to force a smile, but the eyes are not deceiving, looking at the four eyes full of gratitude, Zhu Youlang's heart spontaneously gave rise to a sense of pride.

He's become obsessed with this practice of buying people's hearts. With just a few words and a few gestures, an ordinary person can die for himself, and this ability to control people's hearts cannot be bought by any amount of money.