In other words, in front of powerful figures like Honkoko, who are bent on change, in front of leaders like me who can bring enough benefits to the vast majority of people, and in front of excellent people like me who know how to manipulate public opinion, their ideas and practices have become rootless.

Except for a few small waves, it can't have a big impact on the empire. At most, the good times of squatting together and crying and grieving the family gate valve have passed.

A month later, the Borneo envoy arrived in Chang'an, and the Borneo envoy from the royal palace was built with thatch and wood from the very beginning. Boarding the strange shape of the expedition fleet sent by the long warship, which seemed to be low, but in fact was much taller than their premises, and then because it was a tailwind, it took less than nine days to arrive at the port of Jiaozhi, and then took a four-wheeled stagecoach and followed the gray-white cement straight road towards Chang'an.

Along the way, what they saw and heard made the Borneo envoy and his subordinates almost go crazy. At Jiaozhi Harbor, the even more huge warships made them speechless, and the brand-new silver armor of the soldiers of the Chinese Empire who came to receive them almost made them drool directly, as well as the cement brick buildings near the port that were about three or four stories high.

As for the straight, grayish-white concrete road that was wide enough for four carriages and horses to travel side by side, and more than two thousand miles long, hard as rock. It was even more unbelievable to them how much manpower and material resources it would take.

When it was heard that the number of people in the Chinese Empire who were engaged in road construction and related industries reached one million, one of the deputy envoys, the third prince of the native Borneo king, was directly fainted by a lion.

The population of the entire Borneo country is 780,000, far exceeding the largest tribes in the surrounding areas, which are only more than 10,000 people. Nowadays, it is said that the number of workers working in road construction alone exceeds the total population of their country, and it is not a big deal to scare people into a coma.

The long, gently sloping cement straight road stretched from Jiaozhi to Chang'an, and in it they crossed more than ten caves more than two miles long, and also saw a bridge between the two mountains, more than fifty meters from the valley floor.

All of this made them sigh vigorously, but they didn't know how to describe it. These stagecoaches are designed for long-distance travel, with beds and bedding on them, and even special toilets for use.

Every hundred miles, there is a post station, where there are horses for the carriage to change, and inns for those who cannot sleep soundly in the carriage. Plus, there's a food supply.

Although it is mostly easy-to-store and storable food such as rao cakes, noodles, pickled cucumbers, and pickled cabbage, it is already very good to be able to eat, and the important thing is that the price is not expensive.

Therefore, under such circumstances, this long-distance trip is really not hard, and it took more than half a month to arrive in Chang'an. And when Chang'an City, which was so majestic and vast that it occupied almost the entire horizon, appeared in their sight.

As a descendant of the Han people, the envoy of the Borneo State and seven or eight members of the mission who are also descendants of the Han people directly wiped their tears and fell to the ground, which was Chang'an. The imperial capital in the minds of countless generations of Chinese Empire people symbolizes the spirit of Chinese culture.

Chang'an, a city that haunts their dreams in their bodies, bones, blood and even souls, listen to the affectionate narration of their ancestors, telling the name of that great city like a miracle, representing the prosperity and prosperity of the Chinese nation.

And the third prince of the lord of Borneo also fell to the ground, and his face was so shocked that he couldn't help but look at Chang'an, the imperial capital of the Chinese Empire, which seemed to connect heaven and earth. At this moment, perhaps he also found that compared to himself, no, compared to the entire Borneo country, in front of this great city that carries the history and civilization of China. They seem so small, even humble.

I let out a long breath and put the pleading information in my hand on the table, and I really admired this intelligence officer who had been accompanying this envoy to the mission, and this pen alone was enough to write a report on the deeds of those very sensational heroes.

After entering the city, at the suggestion of the prince of Borneo, our escort agreed to the prince's request, and drove around the city in a carriage so that His Royal Highness the prince and the members of the mission could enjoy the scenery of the city.

In the prosperous and majestic city of Chang'an, the common people are walking on the sidewalks on both sides of the road in an orderly manner, and on the sidewalks, there are even special garbage bins to store the sundries that need to be discarded in the hands of the people, such as the oil paper wrapped in burnt rao, or the wooden sticks of lollipops eaten by children.

In addition, the road is divided into left and right sides, and all carriages and horses will follow the rule of driving on the right, which even wealthy businessmen from other places will obediently abide by, because I have already ordered the implementation of traffic laws throughout the country several years ago.

In short, this group of native veterans was almost blinded by the luxury and magnificence, majesty and grandeur, tolerance and expansiveness of the imperial capital Chang'an. Walking from the morning to late at night, Chang'an after the flashing lights, clothed in a beautiful and warm night, on the street, pedestrians are still coming, the bell of the stagecoach is always coming and going, and those wine shops, theaters, and people in the square are satisfied and leisurely, so that these foreign people from the barbaric land are really eye-opening.

Even the diplomatic escorts paid for them to watch a play, and the local guys from the land of the Southern Barbarians were drunk and infatuated, and of course the main ones who knew Chinese were drunk and infatuated.

Early the next morning, the prince of Borneo and the envoy had barely gotten up when the staff of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs came to visit. The self-confident and calm, neither humble nor arrogant attitude, flattered the Borneo envoys, who were very self-aware, or had long been shocked by what they had seen and heard during this time.

Eventually, it was decided that at the beginning of the month, seven days later, they would pay tribute on behalf of the Borneo to His Majesty the great and enlightened Emperor of the Chinese Empire, and submit a letter of request for help.

The envoy of Borneo, who was dizzy and dizzy by the official rhetoric, said goodbye to the staff of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and even wanted to give some small gifts, which the staff of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs politely said and finally earned.

And this staff member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs stood before me at this moment, and with a respectful face recounted what he had seen and heard when he went to see the Borneo mission today. The dozen or so important ministers present all listened intently.

After he finished explaining and asked him to step down, the escort and intelligence member who had been accompanying the mission from Nanyang to Chang'an continued: "...... There will be no more than 15,000 Han people in his country, but it is this Han people who taught these alien races to use various tools, plus they are resourceful, so for a long time, the Han people who have been trusted by the successive lords of the Borneo country have even intermarried with the Han people many times, and now the grandmother of the lord of the country is a Han person. And the Borneo royal family knows Chinese, just like the third prince of Borneo, who worshipped a Han Confucian who was more famous in Borneo as a teacher. ”

Hearing the news, it made many important ministers look like they were taken for granted. Ben Gongzi smiled secretly when he saw it, of course, his face was silent.

From top to bottom, the Borneo nation has great respect for these knowledgeable and literate Han Chinese, and these Han people not only brought all kinds of knowledge, but also let them learn how to use hemp to weave cloth, and use hoes instead of sticks to grow food, but over time, a considerable part of the Han people assimilated with the Borneo people, but more of them were assimilated by the Han people.

Almost everyone knew a few words of Chinese, and as for the official class, everyone spoke fluent Chinese, and in their own language, the local language was no different from the beautiful Chinese of wild monkeys barking in the trees.

"It seems that this barbarian country beyond the ocean also knows that he admires Huaxia. Your Majesty, the minister thinks that the court should give them more sweetness to show mercy? Ma Zhou stood up and said with a smile.

"Well, in Qing's opinion, what kind of sweetness should I give to that Borneo?" I smiled and bowed slightly.

"The garrison, General Chen has already mentioned it, and there are a few more here, opening ports, building roads, building schools, ......" As Ma Zhou's fingers turned up one by one, the corners of the mouths of these important court ministers became more and more crooked, well, an evil smile, or a toothache as if they were speechless.

And Ben Gongzi listened happily and bowed his head. Well, it is worthy of Ma Zhou, worthy of being a famous minister in history, this is beautiful, but the intention is sinister enough. The garrison is equivalent to our Chinese empire planting a nail deep in its country.

According to the combat effectiveness of the current Chinese Renaissance Army, even if only one battalion is thrown in the capital of the Borneo king, thousands of indigenous rebels with wooden spears can easily be cleaned up.

If it is a standard regiment garrison, then it is close to 4,000 people, and with these 4,000 people, it is completely certain to take a weak and weak indigenous kingdom like Borneo.

As for the means of opening ports, building roads, building schools, etc., it is from the economic and cultural influence, assimilation, and invasion, over time, this Borneo country will forget its history and past, and will lean its heart towards the Chinese Empire, and in the future, they will no longer be independent countries, but will be assimilated into vassals of the Chinese Empire, and will even take the initiative to merge into the big family of the Chinese Empire.