Chapter 445: The King Leads the Shore of the Land
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"It's coming, it's coming!" Sriwijaya's messenger Chaiba saw a slowly moving cart in the distance. The huge chariot www.biquge.info is completely in accordance with the emperor's specifications, twenty-four high-headed horses are dragged in front, on the dark black umbrella cover, a red dragon symbolizing the Ming Emperor opens its teeth and claws, and a piece of dragon scales is inlaid with gold threads, so standing on the viewing platform, the sparkling golden light flashes, the red dragon on the umbrella cover is like coming to life, as if as long as you don't stare for a while, the red dragon can rise into the air, hovering above the nine skies, proud of the common people.
A famous envoy subconsciously held his breath, and the surrounding rows of forbidden army soldiers were already in place one after another, accompanied by the officials of the Ministry of Rites who were commanding back and forth with their sleeves in their sleeves, and red dragon flags were erected along a large avenue, hunting and dancing in the wind.
Chaiba's face was a little red, and his hands were trembling slightly.
What unfolded in front of him was a powerful and incomparable Ming Dynasty, a heavenly kingdom that stood again on this fertile land. And Chaiba also knows very well how important Daming is to Srivijaya. On the road of the Ming Dynasty's conquest of the South Seas, the Three Buddhas were the first to show their loyalty to the Ming Dynasty in addition to the city, and it is obvious that the Ming Dynasty also liked to take the Three Buddhas as an example and example of the South Seas, not only did not directly incorporate the land of the Three Buddhas into their own territory like the annexation of Zhenla, but had many rewards, and sent generals and officials into the Three Buddhas to help the Three Buddhas train soldiers.
Because of the full support of the Ming Dynasty, Sriwijaya not only quelled the rebellion in the southern part of the country in a short period of time, but also became one of the largest countries in the entire South Seas. In this regard, the Srivijaya royal family was grateful, and naturally tied themselves firmly to the chariot of the Ming Dynasty and followed the red dragon flag of the Ming Dynasty. It is precisely because the Three Buddhas are fully "Ming" and their armies have experienced the test of war, so the Ming Dynasty treats the Three Buddhas differently and the rest of the countries, and the army of the Three Buddhas has the highest status among the armies of all countries, and the treatment is second only to the Ming Dynasty, and the Three Buddhas often regard themselves as the most loyal subordinates of the Ming Dynasty.
It is precisely because of the differential treatment of the Ming Dynasty that many other vassal states have more or less opinions on the Three Buddhas while trying to please the Ming Dynasty, after all, it is okay for everyone to be a lackey, but you are a lackey than everyone else, so it will not work. Therefore, the three Buddhas have been vaguely excluded and criticized by the rest of the countries in the past six months, which also makes the three Buddhas more need to move closer to the Ming Dynasty, as long as there is the towering tree of the Ming Dynasty to cover, it is good to enjoy the cool in the hot weather.
Of course, what would it be like for the Srivijaya people to know that there were Ming people behind the rest of the countries that were crowding out themselves.
Looking at the strong and prosperous Da Ming, Chaiba is naturally excited, he is not only the messenger of the Three Buddhas, but also the prince of the country, the successor of the next king, this time to come to the Ming Dynasty, in addition to watching the ceremony, one of his main tasks is to leave a good impression on the people of the Celestial Empire, and at the same time to be able to get more support from the Celestial Empire.
Unlike the previous kingdoms that only knew how to give rewards, the Ming preferred to have an equivalent exchange. For Sriwijaya, the cheapest thing is land, with leasing or even directly giving the Ming terra terra land, you can exchange for the Ming all-round assistance, for the Sriwijaya, why not. In particular, some of the southern lands, such as the "Star Continent" as the Ming people, were not inhabited in the first place, and the Ming people were obviously willing to trade a lot of benefits in exchange for the ownership of this land to moor their huge fleet.
(Author's note: Sin Chew, present-day Singapore)
After all, for Sriwijaya, their poor fleet in small ships simply can't use such a large port. If the Ming people were willing, the Srivijaya royal family would even be willing to give them their own capital, in such a dangerous environment as Nanyang, only a strong army and enough gold and silver are the foundation of life, and the rest are actually just passing clouds.
After all, the natives of Nanyang are not very interested in cultivating land and cultivating mountain forests.
Just when Chaiba was secretly excited, and the rest of the envoys were also talking, the huge carriage was already slowly walking towards this side amid the cheers of the mountains and seas. Almost subconsciously, all the messengers straightened their backs. And the soldiers of the forbidden army standing in front of them have been standing motionless for a long time, as for those officials of the Ministry of Rites, running back and forth, every young face has beads of sweat, but their movements are still strong and powerful, as if these people do not know tiredness at all.
In the end, it is the army of the Celestial Empire and the officials of the Celestial Empire!
Chaiba looked at these soldiers and officials, and couldn't wait to grab them and take them to Srivijaya and kick those lazy members of their own family from their seats.
And a strangely dressed messenger standing behind Chaiba muttered two words.
Chaiba had studied Chinese hard, so he knew that this person was definitely not speaking a Chinese language.
The vassal states of Nanyang have been fully promoting sinicization for more than half a year, and the Nanyang envoys who have the ability to stand here, who do not speak the Chinese language fluently, have the ability to be sent to this Nanjing city to represent the image of the whole country.
This envoy is different from most of the Nanyang envoys wearing Hanfu, although the body is also Hanfu style, but it looks more ancient, with a white belt on the head and a small pigtail, a mustache under the nose, and white socks and clogs underneath, this dress is a bit nondescript compared with the Nanyang envoys.
"Dare to ask Lord Shangguo, who is this?" Guess Ba tilted his head slightly, and said to a small official who was subordinate to the Ministry of Rites beside him. After all, these envoys were outsiders, and the Ministry of Rites couldn't let them run around, so each envoy was accompanied by an official.
After a long time in the Ministry of Rites, the little official naturally understood the importance of the Three Buddhas to the Ming Dynasty, so he did not raise his shelf, and said in a low voice: "Prince Chaiba, this is a messenger from Japan on the eastern sea, and he also came to pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty." β
Chaiba suddenly took a light breath, he asked himself to be knowledgeable, but he had not heard of this country, indicating that the deterrent power of the Ming Dynasty had really traveled far across the ocean, and it had affected the eastern countries far away. Chaiba looked around, and those messengers were already looking at His Majesty's chariot that was getting closer and closer with excited expressions. Chaiba suddenly became nervous in his heart, for Sriwijaya, the support of the Ming Dynasty is indispensable, especially now that the Sriwijaya falls out of favor here in the Ming Dynasty, it is very likely to be besieged by the surrounding countries; But for the Ming Dynasty, the Three Buddhas are not irreplaceable, the Celestial Empire will never lack the right-hand dogs, a Three Buddhas are disobedient, and there are thousands of obedient Three Buddhas waiting.
The armament of the Ming Dynasty, the wealth of the Ming Dynasty, and the advanced equipment of the Ming Dynasty have made many Nanyang countries that are still in slash-and-burn cultivation hot, as long as they are given an opportunity to be courteous, they will definitely not let it go easily.
When the Japanese envoy saw Chaiba looking over, he also smiled and nodded politely, but immediately turned his eyes to the chariot and the surging flow of people, obviously for him, it was far more important to admire the demeanor and majesty of the Ming Dynasty than to greet the envoy of a small country in the South Seas.
Chaiba raised his eyebrows and asked the official of the Ministry of Rites standing next to the Japanese envoy: "Lord Shangguo, what did the Japanese envoy say just now?" β
As one of the six departments of the imperial court, although the Ministry of Rites has always been considered the most idle department, it is actually not useless, for example, the officials of the Four Yi Pavilion of the Ministry of Rites are carefully selected from the Hanlin Academy and the Academy of Sciences, specializing in learning the etiquette of the barbarian countries, so as to be able to better receive these outsiders and make them feel the strength of the Heavenly Empire.
Chaiba looked humbly taught, so that the official was embarrassed to refuse, and said in a low voice: "The two words he said just now are mighty and energetic. β
Chaiba was slightly stunned, and while thanking the officials, he turned his eyes on the guards and officials of the Ministry of Rites, and suddenly he understood that what the Japanese envoy was concerned about was actually not the huge and luxurious chariots, but those ordinary soldiers and officials.
The soldiers standing there motionless and the officials running back and forth can actually be summed up perfectly.
Mighty soldiers, energetic officials.
The huge Da Ming seems to be the center of the forward carriage, but in fact, Da Ming has been able to get to this point, and it is also indispensable to these soldiers and officials around him. Not every country can "be a king for 500 years", but as long as the army is so powerful and the officials are so energetic, even if there is no king like His Royal Highness King Ming, he can still be invincible.
Chaiba glanced at the Japanese envoy out of the corner of his eye, this guy, although he looked humble and honest, but Chaiba seemed to feel the ambition of this person and the country behind him.
They are not so much here to curry favor with the Ming as to learn from the Ming Dynasty. Learn the strengths of the Ming Dynasty, and then maybe they are still trying to find a way to turn themselves into a powerful country like the Ming Dynasty.
What a tricky guy. Chaiba secretly thought, wondering if he should truthfully report what he thought to the Heavenly Empire. At least for this Japan, be more careful.
The drum sounded, dragging Chaiba out of his own nonsense, looking up at the front, the chariot had already passed through the viewing platform, and the envoys of the vassal states on both sides and the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty watched the chariot pass with admiration and expectation.
The king of the chariot will lead them to light and victory.
They are convinced of this.
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When the messenger of the Nanyang Sriwijaya and the prince Chaiba were thinking about the future of the Srivijaya on the altar outside the city of Nanjing. Just south of the Nanyang, 8,000 miles away from Nanjing City and 5,000 miles from Srivijaya, two sea ships are breaking the waves.
The waves beat the hull of the ship, the snow-white sails whirred in the hot wind, the red dragon flag that symbolizes the Ming Dynasty hunts and flies, and the red dragon on the flag spreads its teeth and claws, almost taking off.
Although it is still April, there is no so-called spring, summer, autumn and winter in Nanyang, basically from January to December, after staying in Nanyang for so long, the soldiers have naturally become accustomed to this kind of weather. In the shadow of the sails, more than a dozen shirtless soldiers were wiping the deck, while all but three or four of the men were standing guard, and the rest were hiding below the deck.
However, the deck can hide from the sun, but it can't hide from the heat of the weather itself, and basically everyone is sweating.
Standing on the ship's floor, Wang Da held his clairvoyance to look ahead, and the long sea seemed to have no end in time. He no longer knew how long the two ships had been trudging down this long, monotonous road, but he knew that if it continued like this, he would have to find a place to replenish fresh water and food.
"It's still covered in such a hot weather, isn't it hot?" Bai Nutao only had a pair of shorts left on his body, but the knife that never left his body was still carried and strode to Wang Da's side.
Wang Da laughed and pointed to his soaked placket: "Anyway, it's the same hot whether you wear it or not, and you still have the appearance of a general." β
Bai Nutao grinned and wanted to laugh, but in the end he decided to save his strength: "There's nothing ahead?" β
"Nothingγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»" Wang Da replied almost subconsciously, but his voice stopped abruptly at this time, and Bai Nutao clearly saw that Wang Da's hand, which had been holding clairvoyance steadily, suddenly began to tremble.
"Land, it's land, it's big, green land!" Wang Dahuo Ran stuffed the clairvoyance into Bai Nutao's hand, and then strode towards the back, "Quick, everyone gathers, the land is found in front, and the crossbow team and the firecracker team are ready to go ashore!" β
The herald, who was listless and dozing against the railing, was awakened by this shout, and hurried out, reaching out and grabbing the drum hammer and slamming it on the drum. Countless soldiers rushed out of the cabin almost subconsciously, and one by one they were even disheveled, but there was a clear look of excitement in their eyes.
All they could hear for so many days was the monotonous sound of the waves, and now they finally heard the long-awaited sound of the drums. Land, no matter what kind of land it is, is the land that allows everyone to run indulgently, and it is a land that is many times larger than this stuffy cabin.
Bai Nutao also strode to the railing and looked at Wang Da: "You can't see the end at a glance with clairvoyance, at least it's a big island, even if it's not the place we want to find, it can replenish a lot of food and fresh water for the two ships." Lao Tzu has been frugal for the past few days, and he has to find two wild boars or something, and he has to fight tooth sacrifices. β
"You just want to eat." Wang Da obviously never misses every opportunity to discredit his companions.
This boring sea voyage and the life of holding clairvoyance day after day had obviously made him feel deeply bored, and the only pleasure was to joke with Bai Nutao, who had always been grumpy, and Bai Nutao, who had always been grumpy, did not object to this, at most only rolled his eyes. Since the lack of food and fresh water and the beginning of the appropriate rationing, this five-year-old man began to do everything he could to save his strength.
Now it seems that his efforts were clearly not in vain. God did not let him die in this long wait, but sent a long-lost piece of land right under his nose.
"Ashore!" Bai Futao rushed down the ship.
"Ashore!" The sailors and soldiers on the two ships were very excited.
The sampan rushed to the beach, his boots stepped on the silver-white and soft sand, Wang Da pinched his waist and squinted at the still scorching sun in the sky. And beside him, countless soldiers who jumped into the water and rushed to the shore before the sampan reached the shore ran past Wang Da, rushing deeper into the depths.
The white and boundless sand, almost transparent sea water that can see every pebble on the bottom of the seaγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» Wang Da looked at the soldiers cheering and shouting, and then stretched out his hand and dragged Bai Nutao who wanted to run forward: "What are you panicking about, we still have something to do!" β
Bai Nutao was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.
The last sampan brought a stone tablet that had been prepared long ago, and the crossbowmen who were exploring the way ahead had already found a good place. Facing the beach and the sea, with dense trees behind it, this lawn is on a gentle slope and overlooks the surroundings.
"There's no end in sight!" Standing on the hillside, Wang Da looked around with clairvoyance, and the stretches of woods and fields disappeared on the horizon.
Bai Nutao obviously didn't have that much good mood, he was more concerned about whether there were any wild boars or other animals in the woods that could be eaten, and pointed to the hillside in a hurry: "That's it, dig it!" β
A pit was dug and the stele was erected directly.
The red word "Daming" on the stele looks pleasing to the eye. And down the hillside, a group of guys were carrying an unknown animal shouting a trumpet, which looked more like an oversized mouse, and more peculiarly had a distinct bag in its belly.
"What is this, are you sure you can eat it?!" Bai Futao squeezed his brows and pointed to the thing below the hillside.
However, these embryokillers are fed up with the suffering at sea, and they don't care if they can eat it.
Try it first.
Standing beside Bai Nutao, Wang Da looked at the boundary monument that symbolized the Ming Dynasty, stretched out his hand and put it on it, and said solemnly: "Under the whole world, it is not the king's land; On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister. It was the twenty-third day of April in the fourth year of the Ming Dynasty, and the Nanyang sailors arrived here, and since then, this is the land of the Ming Dynasty, and the people on it should always be loyal to His Royal Highness the King of Ming. β
Wang Da didn't know that the things that the embryos were roasting and eating were called kangaroos, and he didn't know that on this day, eight thousand miles away in Nanjing City, His Royal Highness the King of Ming ascended the throne and called the emperor, and changed the Yuan Yongle, so it is more appropriate to call this day "April 23rd of the first year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty".
But what does it matter.
For here they stood, planting their pillars and red flags high on the hills, and washing their dusty boots with pure seawater.
Because from now on, this land that is almost inaccessible from the Central Plains is the land of the Ming Dynasty until the day of the Ming Dynasty's demise. (To be continued.) )