Just when Yang Feng used his language full of Zhonger atmosphere to announce the arrival of a Bao monarch to the peace-loving people of all ethnic groups in Central Asia, the people of Shiraz in Persia also deeply felt this. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This was once the center of the Persian Empire.

The city, once called Persepolis, has been turned into a sea of fire.

"Forward!"

He Biao, the commander of the 1st Brigade of the Daming Marine Corps, stood proudly on the roof of the car holding on to the railing, holding a saber and waving it and shouting.

A giant steam cart like a steel monster was driving slowly down the streets of the old city, the steel tracks crushed the harsh grinding sound, the spewing steam made a strange chirp, and the towering chimney released black smoke, and the same black body in the smoke was hideous.

Behind him, two soldiers each stood behind a barrel-like weapon, constantly pulling something like a trigger, and then the terrifying fire dragon kept spewing outward and slammed into the buildings on both sides, all those temples and ancient art buildings, and even the monks who had not had time to escape were all turned into a raging flame in the ravages of this fire dragon, and it burned everything left behind by an ancient civilization like a demon dragon from hell with a fire that seemed to ignite even stones, all the places it passed, All that was left was fire and ashes, destruction and death.

In its distance, the surviving Persians trembled and worshipped.

At the moment, it is the master.

"Science, it's called science!"

He Biao roared triumphantly.

Behind him, in a huge tank filled with thickened gasoline, high-pressure air constantly pressed the oil towards two metal nozzles with switches, which sprayed out rapidly in the opening and closing actions of the soldiers, and the moment the spray was ignited by the igniter at the mouth of the pipe, and finally turned into a terrifying fire dragon raging.

Of course, the Persians did not understand this.

In their opinion, this was the demonic beast that the demon king of the East had brought from hell, and there were countless wailing ghosts around it.

However, the Eastern Demon King brought them more than that.

"My lord, the king of Persia has arrived!"

A cavalryman galloped to the side of the car in the blazing corridor and said to He Biao.

"Keep working, don't leave anything behind these things taught by Xie, whoever dares to stop them will be burned directly!"

He Biao patted the shoulder of the soldier behind him and said.

"Go, go and meet the king of Persia."

Immediately afterwards, he jumped out of the car, turned over and said on the war horse that had been following the car.

At this time, outside Shiraz City, two young girls wearing the costumes of the King of Daming and wearing seven crowns on their heads were sitting on the latest convertible car, looking bored at the billowing smoke rising from the city in the distance, surrounded by a large number of officers and soldiers, and attendants, including Yan Hu, the envoy of the two rivers, was personally accompanied by Yan Hu, and there was a young man who was somewhat similar to him beside Yan Hu, who was lying on the car door and chatting with a girl who looked a little bigger, and it was obvious that the two had a great relationship.

"The last general will see His Highness!"

He Biao rode to the front of the car and quickly jumped down and knelt down on one knee to salute.

"He Biao, what are you doing? When His Royal Highness the King of Persia came, why didn't he even have the subjects who came out to greet him? ”

Yan Hu reprimanded angrily.

"My lord, I'll do it!"

He Biao wiped his cold sweat and said.

"General He, get up, where do you live if you burn down this city?"

The older girl said with the same dissatisfaction.

Well, this is the newly baked His Royal Highness the Persian King, the Queen, Emperor Yang After careful research, of course, it was mainly researched by the ministers, and it was found that the emperor's most beloved Rou Guifei was actually a descendant of the royal family of the Persian Sassanid Dynasty who was exiled to the Ming Dynasty. Although she doesn't actually have anything in common with the Persians, pushing up through her surname and her genealogy found later, the result is that her ancestor is the Tang Dynasty's Zuo Weiwei general Ni Nishi, but after thousands of years of sinicization, there is no difference between her and the Han people.

This result is absolutely true, the result of a large number of historians.

That's easy.

Of course, it was not Concubine Rou who came to be the queen of Persia, nor her son, her son was a prince, and the prince of the Ming system was not allowed to open a domain, and could only get the prince's fortune and 100,000 acres of land, in addition to those enterprises that shared the royal family, and then the twenty hereditary seats of the House of Nobles. Therefore, only one princess can be the king of Persia, but because Rou Guifei has five princesses, also in order to show fairness, her five princesses divided the land of Persia, that is to say, Persia was divided into five vassal states, this is the Persian king Yang Zhi, who has more than 400,000 square miles of land in southern Persia except for Bandar Abbas, with Shiraz as the capital.

In fact, not only these princesses of Rou Guifei, but also the princesses born to other concubines, Yang Feng is also ready to divide them, if he really dominates the world, it is impossible for such a huge empire to become a province at all, and many places are completely unnecessary. The best way is to adopt the model of British rule in India, where the direct territories of the empire are mixed with small subject states, the direct control of the lines of communication and resource areas of the empire, and the fact that the subject countries bear the agricultural population, such as the land of Persia, Bandar Abbas, thirty miles along the Persian Railway, and the former Baku Khanate in the north are all direct territories of the empire, of which the Baku Khanate is still directly under the royal family.

The five subject states were basically agricultural areas.

This kind of vassal distribution to sons is prone to danger and increases internal disunity.

It's not a big deal to give it to the daughter, at least in the Chinese cultural tradition, the younger sister grabs the brother's throne, this kind of thing is still a big rebellion, and it is even more intolerable, and the nephew wants to covet the uncle's throne, which is even more outrageous.

In addition, Yang Feng also has a rule that these princesses will not recruit horses in the future, but will only accept the prince's husband, that is to say, they will not marry in the future, and all future generations must be surnamed Yang instead of their father's surname, so that they are still the Ming royal family, but they are known to be not orthodox royal families, they belong to this system, but they are destined to be a side branch of the next level, which is not only attached to this system but also cannot pose any threat to the main branch.

"Your Highness, rest assured, the last general burned down only those Xie Sect buildings, and there is a very nice garden in the city, full of roses, and the last general is letting people clean it up for you!"

He Biao said hurriedly.

"Hurry up, what good things can there be in this place, I'm really unlucky, I actually caught such a place, I will find a good place to move the capital next year."

Queen Yang said disdainfully.

Obviously, her new country made her very unhappy, as a girl who grew up in Nanjing, it was difficult for her to have a good impression of this kind of poor ravine, this unbearable place where nothing but sand is stones, and new clothes can not be worn for half an hour is simply a nightmare.

"Well, I hope my capital isn't like this."

The younger girl beside her shook a small fan and said with a sad face.

"Your Highness, please rest assured, you are the most beautiful place in the whole of Persia, where there are not only mountains and rivers, but also by the Caspian Sea you can take a boat to Russia and our Hanhai, and in the future, when the train is opened, you can even take the train until Yingtian."

Yan Hu said with a smile.

Well, this is Yang Hui, the queen of Zhaoren with Tabriz as her capital, and the five sisters divided Persia by drawing lots, namely Persia with Shiraz as the capital, Zhaoren with Tabriz as the capital, Chongning with Isfahan as the capital, Jingle with Tehran as the capital, and Yongchang with Mashhad as the capital. And Zhaoren's territory is still in the hands of the Ottomans, in fact, the Baku royal territory is also in the hands of the Ottomans, so now she still has to live with her sister, and Yongchang actually includes most of the land of Turkmenistan.

Except for Persia, the others are their original titles, and Persia is mainly for symbolism.

Because they are different from other subject monarchs, in addition to these county kings, there is also the title of princess, so their country is managed by the imperial government to send a prime minister, that is to say, their prime minister is appointed by the imperial cabinet, and their country does not set up an army, and the Ming army specially sends troops to station, of course, their country has to pay a military fee, so these subject countries are actually similar to the border provinces, and if they don't want to be in a few years, they can propose to donate their own land and attach, and then they can continue to go back to be princesses.

"Well, I hope so!"

Her Royal Highness Queen Akihito said in a low mood.

Obviously, the state of her sister's fiefdom made her feel that her future was also bleak.

Just as the Persian queen Yang Zhi was welcomed by tens of thousands of subjects to enter her capital and stay in her palace, a garden full of roses, far away in Istanbul, the Ming tobacco merchant Qian Feng was riding in his luxurious carriage, driving through the streets of this ancient city, and from time to time there flashed complex eyes of hatred or awe or envy on both sides of him, and some people even spat on the ground.

"A bunch of untouchables!"

Boss Qian said disdainfully.

"Master, where are we going?"

The white slave driving in front of him asked respectfully.

"It's still early, let's go to Lao Hou's place first, I heard that he has another batch of Greek goods there, go and see what is delicious."

Qian Feng said lazily.

As soon as he stretched out his legs, the Greek woman kneeling beside him immediately stretched out two small pink fists and pounded him on the legs, and his carriage made a sharp turn at an intersection, but at this moment, suddenly the body shook slightly, and at the same time a scream sounded.

"What's going on?"

He roared angrily.

At the same time, he pushed open the window and looked out, and saw a guy in a dirty white robe lying on the ground, reaching out to cover his head and wailing, blood oozing from his fingers.

"Master, it's none of my business, he bumped into it himself."

The white slave who drove the car said in fear.

"Touching the porcelain actually touched Lao Tzu's head!"

Qian Feng said speechlessly.

At this time, the idlers on the side of the road quickly surrounded him, and then some people began to accuse him angrily, Qian Feng did not get out of the car, he had extraterritoriality, and the Ottoman officials in charge of public security came to say that the situation was going to leave, even if it was dealt with, it must be handled by the police station in the concession, and the Ottoman government had neither the right to arrest nor the right to interrogate him, but after waiting for almost a minute, he did not see the Ottoman sheriff coming, but the idlers surrounded more and more, and even some people stepped forward to try to open his car door.

He immediately realized something was wrong.

"Let's go, go back to the concession first, Ma's, this is someone who wants to mess with Lao Tzu!"

He said to the white slave who was driving.

He has been drunk with immortals in Istanbul for three years, but he knows very well how many enemies he has in the city, in the past three years, he has sold immortals and drunk, put money in India, sold slaves and even cooperated with local people to do all kinds of illegal things, to say that there is no one hundred and eighty people in this city who hate to skin themselves, it is a complete joke, not to mention that the relationship between the two sides is delicate now, if there is anyone who wants to kill a Ming person and create trouble, then he is undoubtedly the most in the forefront.

The white slave hurriedly shook the reins, but at this moment, several Ottomans blocked the front of the car at once, and at the same time, the surrounding Ottomans immediately rushed forward, one of them grabbed his white slave and dragged him down, and the others screamed and tried to pull the car door.

"Get out of the way!"

He hurriedly pulled out a revolver, opened the hammer, pointed it outside, and shouted.

The Ottomans outside cursed even more.

Qian Feng did not hesitate to shoot at the sky.

"Revolver!"

Zhou Xing, the commander of the Ming army, who was gnawing on a leg of mutton in a restaurant not far from him, stood up suddenly, rushed to the window as fast as he could, and pushed open the window, while the four soldiers who had eaten together also stood up and ran over to look out, and Qian Feng's shooting did not scare the Ottomans away, but those guys rushed forward angrily, and at the same time that Qian Feng shot down one, he overturned his carriage at once.

Zhou Xing and the others happened to see this scene.

"Ma's, it's old money!"

He cursed, and without hesitation, pulled out his revolver, turned on the hammer and rushed out.

The four soldiers behind him also took out their revolvers, opened the hammer and rushed out of the door as quickly as possible, although this kind of pistol is the standard equipment of officers, but it is not on the control list of domestic sales, so almost all of these Ming troops stationed abroad have their own money to buy, after all, they are surrounded by dangers, and it is definitely not convenient to go to the street with a half-zhang long four-type rifle.

When they rushed out, the old money had already been dragged out, and a bunch of big feet were kicking them in the face!

Zhou Xing did not hesitate to shoot one of the Ottomans, and then the other soldiers also aimed at the Ottomans who were beating Lao Qian and opened fire, and rushed over while firing, taking advantage of the opportunity for the Ottomans to disperse, and picked up the guy who was already covered in blood from the ground, and one of the kind soldiers also carried the frightened female nu, but at this time it was not so easy for them to rush out, because several Ottomans were killed, and those angry Ottomans gathered more and more, and the five of them were back to back, holding up a pistol and looking around vigilantly.

At this moment, less than a mile away from here, in the barracks of the Ming Concession in Istanbul, the whistle of the assembly suddenly sounded, and the soldiers who were on standby in the barracks rushed out of the barracks with rifles on their backs as fast as they could.