"This is the land of the Arabs, and we do not allow infidels to come and desecrate! This is our land! When the maritime merchant's words were translated, a bearded imam immediately stood up and gave their reason for attacking the restaurant.

"That's what you all think? Do you think it's up to you to decide on this land? Hong Tao ignored the bearded man, but asked Alin to translate his words to a dozen other imams, and then stared at them for an answer.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, can you please let me talk to them first! I was to blame for this, and I was so preoccupied with the trivial matters left by the previous Sultan that I did not bother to have an in-depth discussion with the local religious leaders about the relationship between the two inhabitants. They are just acting according to their old habits, and they do not intend to oppose His Majesty, and I will talk to them now. Seeing that Hong Tao's hand was already on the handle of the pistol, Said knew what the emperor was going to do, and quickly stepped forward and blocked Hong Tao's body, trying to save a massacre.

"Lao Sai, the religious issue is a big issue, and we must not ignore it. You go and make it clear to them that I'm not asking for their opinions, and I don't want to consult with them. I am the conqueror here, and what I say is the final decision, and whoever does not agree can bear it, and if he can't help it, he can go to Allah to report. Sending one is also sending, sending 100 people, 10,000 people over is also sending, I am not afraid of trouble, and some are fire oil. I don't care about this port, I can kill all these tens of thousands of people in a day, and it's a big deal to go to the port of Hormuz and re-establish a base. Once you push me to that point, the port of Musca is history. There will not be a single house here, and all those who live in this land are my enemies, and I don't have time to reason with them. ”

"I'm giving them one last chance now. From where I sat to the street at the entrance of the palace, it was the living quarters of the maritime merchants. All the locals will start moving early tomorrow morning, I will only give them three days, and whoever does not move out after three days, I will use artillery to help them demolish! In the future, locals were not allowed to enter the maritime residential area, and these two streets were used as a buffer zone between the two sides. Transactions all take place here. I will also advise the maritime merchants not to wander around the local residential areas, and everyone will live in peace, and no one will interfere with anyone. Not to mention whose land is here, this is the land of cannons, whoever is not convinced should go to them to reason. Of course, Hong Tao will not deal with this matter fairly, and he is very satisfied with the performance of the maritime merchants. That's what it's like to come out and break out into the world.

We don't take the initiative to bully others. Don't try to bully us. If you want to be reasonable, we can talk about it, and if you don't want to be reasonable, you have to move your fists, and you have to start first. Without this blood, you can't talk about going to other people's territory to do business. But he didn't want to really go on a killing spree, which would lose the meaning of attacking Muska Harbor and cultivating a puppet regime, and the empire would be busy from beginning to end. If Said could convince these religious leaders, then they would go back to their respective homes and bear their own losses. No one is going to pursue it.

Said did have a bit of prestige, plus a few warships were parked on the edge of the dock. Although some of the more than a dozen imams were more emotional, they finally agreed to Hong Tao's suggestion, stopped pursuing the matter, and dispersed with their own followers.

"Tell your father, if you don't stand up and be a good person at this time, what are you waiting for to buy people's hearts? Let him talk to the old men in private, talk to them more, and then say that he came to me to argue with his reasoning, and asked me for a sum of compensation to build new houses for the relocated residents, do you know what I mean? The imams and Saeed were gone, and Hong Tao called Alin over. His dad is such a piece of rubbish, he didn't even show his face for such a big thing, all waiting for himself to wipe his ass.

"My father went to the tribe of the Bedouins and left yesterday. He was going to persuade the Bedouins to move to the vicinity of the city and establish settlements, and use their caravans to transport goods to the maritime merchants. If you want to get through the desert unimpeded, you must have Bedouins to lead the way and protect it, otherwise the goods will not be able to get out. Alin saw that Hong Tao had an opinion about his father, and quickly explained the actual situation.

"Oh! This is a good thing, it seems that your father didn't give it for nothing, you know how to mix sand here. So I will go and tell the maritime merchants that the goods will be transported by the Bedouins called by your father, and they will not lose money in terms of the employment price. Settling here is guaranteed to earn more than herding sheep and camels in the desert, and life is stable. As long as they walked out of one or two fixed trade routes, they would not have to endure hardships in the desert, and it would be better to settle down here and live a prosperous life. ”

Both Martini and Ain are profiteers and appear to be genetic. If Alin's father really went to find the Bedouins, then Hong Tao had to look up to him. This old man is also an old slippery man, with a lot of political vision and skill. He is not a clear sultan, no one opposes it on the surface, but in private he is not sincerely recognized by everyone, as long as Hong Tao's fleet leaves, he will be squeezed out by the locals.

Hong Tao originally wanted to leave him with a Ceylon army to support him, but the old man didn't wait or rely on it, but went to figure out a way by himself. If he could have persuaded some of the Bedouins to settle on the outskirts of the city, the port of Muska would have been bustling. With the local religious forces on the one hand, the Great Song Dynasty maritime merchants on the other, and his new sultan and Bedouin allies on the other, the coexistence of the three forces will make a lot more changes.

Although the Bedouins are also Arabs, they are also Mus-Rin, but they are very different from the Mus-Rins in the cities, especially in terms of religion. They are much more pragmatic, which means that they are less fanatical about religion and more interested in their own benefits, which has to do with the environment in which they live. Once they entered the city, they were all Mu \ Lin but the customs were different, which would definitely cause disgust among the locals, and thus help the Great Song Dynasty merchants attract some of the pressure.

If there were enough maritime merchants and Bedouins here, the natives would no longer be able to dominate the region. If you can't fight the Bedouins, you can't make money and make money from the Great Song Dynasty maritime merchants, and slowly they will be assimilated, and the city will no longer be a pure Muslin city, it will become the same as some Muslin cities in later generations, maintaining the Muslin style, but integrating other national cultures, and relatively much more open.

"That's what my father is going to do, and he's already agreed with a few maritime merchants that he'll get a caravan to go west next month. There are many more Bedouin tribes over there, and as long as they can provide them with good daily necessities, they will voluntarily protect these camel caravans walking in the desert, especially salt, sugar and whale oil, which are Bedouin favorites. They would be happier if they could exchange it for some Empire-made steel weapons. Alin saw that Hong Tao was no longer angry, and probably guessed that Hong Tao supported his father's approach, so he explained his father's plan in detail.

"It's easy to do, but I don't want their flock, I don't want camels and horses, I just want one thing, black oil! They have been migrating in the desert all year round, and they must know where the stinky black oil is. The maritime merchants would provide enough barrels, which they would only need to fill with black oil and pull them here in camel caravans. The Maritime Chamber of Commerce paid them the corresponding remuneration according to the number of oil barrels, and the Bedouins themselves were allowed to negotiate with the Maritime Merchants on how to exchange them. You and your father just collect the normal taxes and don't mix in this matter, this is the material that the empire needs, and no one is allowed to touch it, understand? Don't blame me for not reminding you, you can sell other things for a high price, but this can't be done! ”

Listening to Alin's words, Hong Tao immediately remembered something that could be exchanged with each other, that is, oil. These days, he has been asking a lot about where this kind of black thing is, and he also knows that there are really oil spewing out in several places, but these places are all in the depths of the desert, and how to transport it is a big problem. Anyway, it is impossible to rely on the maritime merchants to organize their own transport teams, the natural environment here is too harsh, and the Bedouins have lived for hundreds of years to adapt, and the great Song maritime merchants are no matter how ambitious they are, and it is difficult to defeat nature in this era.

Well, now that the Bedouins need their own commodities, the oil doesn't have to worry about getting out. In the future, the Bedouins will not have to do anything, and they will specialize in collecting oil for the Empire, this is the oil workers of the thirteenth century! Maybe there will be a few model workers like Wang Jinxi.

(To be continued.) )