Dhaka.

Zhu Zhanyan came here after leaving Yunnan, because if he wanted to keep Malacca, there was no problem in the Indochina Peninsula, and it would be good to leave it to Mu Sheng.

The most important issue is to prevent outsiders from entering, and gather those displaced people who have not yet settled in the Mu family, and eventually form a disaster.

"Sure enough, Ah San's family has such a little good thing......"

Looking at the vast plain in front of him, Zhu Zhanyan let out a heartfelt admiration.

Although the Ganges Plain is divided into two places, when mentioning the Ganges, the first thing that comes to Zhu Zhan's mind is Ah San's family.

In the past, he only knew that the plains of the two rivers in South Asia, namely the Indus Plain and the Ganges Plain, were very fertile places, and for agricultural civilization, this was a paradise.

For the farming civilization of the Xiaoice River period, this is a paradise within a paradise.

"His Royal Highness the Prince ......" Zhu Sanfeng walked in front of Zhu Zhanyan with an embarrassed face, looking like it was difficult to speak.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Zhanyan was very inexplicable.

"Look at ......," Zhu Sanfeng pointed behind him.

Behind her, is the city of Dhaka.

This kind of plain, especially the alluvial plain area of the river, has a large population, and Zhu Zhan Yan felt that it would be very difficult for Zhu Sanfeng to solve the problem here, because this is not a small project.

However, when he saw Dhaka City, Zhu Zhanyan was blindsided.

"Blanch, what is this?" Zhu Zhanyan didn't hold back and burst into a foul mouth.

What the hell, Ah San, isn't this your style? You've got to stand up.

In the distance, through the gate of Dhaka City, Zhu Zhanyan saw a large number of people kneeling in the city, all of them.

"What's going on?" Zhu Zhanyan looked at Zhu Sanfeng with some confusion.

His first reaction was that Zhu Sanfeng had used some indescribable method.

You know, he came with soldiers, and this time he brought two of his father's three guards, almost all of them, weapons, baggage, and even artillery.

The Delhi Sultan is no better than the Indochina Peninsula, and Zhu Zhan's reputation in the Indochina Peninsula can be said to be known to everyone, and the news of the new grain is also known to almost everyone when Zhu Zhan Yan deliberately did it.

Let's put it this way, when attacking Siam, except for the last Sukhothai, Zhu Zhanyan was almost unhindered, and those people were even looking forward to the arrival of the Ming army.

But for the Delhi Sultan, he never thought of it that way.

But the question is, did it really happen?

"His Royal Highness the Prince ......" Zhu Sanfeng's face was indescribable, and he began to explain to Zhu Zhanyu.

"My subordinates originally thought that this Dhaka City was more difficult to deal with, so they first disguised themselves as a caravan to buy grain, but they didn't expect to be warmly welcomed as soon as they entered the city."

"At first, my subordinates thought that their identities were exposed, but only later that the caravans you sent out to the Delhi Sultan and the Timurid Empire before would be treated like this, just because we were the caravans of the Ming Dynasty."

"At first, we were cautious, after all, there were not many people, and we were still in someone else's house, but then we ......"

Speaking of this, Zhu Sanfeng also looked embarrassed.

"What's wrong? Say! Zhu Zhanyan looked at the city of Dhaka, and then at Zhu Sanfeng, with a puzzled expression.

Zhu Sanfeng waved his hand when he heard this, causing everyone except Zhu Ling to take a few steps back, and then attached it to Zhu Zhanyan's ear.

"Your Royal Highness, that method of yours doesn't seem to work......"

"Useless? How can it be!? Zhu Zhanyan immediately subconsciously denied it.

"Impossible, the system of the Delhi Sultan is even harsher than the Tusi system in Yunnan, and the people of the lower castes are almost like slaves, and they don't want to get rid of this fate at all?"

"No, it's not ......" Zhu Sanfeng waved his hand again and again.

"At first, my subordinates did what you said, but with little success......

"The rule here is strict and as brutal as you say, but since we are infiltrated, they don't have the confidence to stand up to the high castes with heavy armies, so ......"

When Zhu Sanfeng said this, Zhu Zhanyu understood, to put it bluntly, the people do not fight with the officials.

But......

"So what's going on?" Zhu Zhanyan pointed to Dhaka City, and that scene was obviously not evidence to prove Zhu Sanfeng's statement.

"This ......" Zhu Sanfeng wanted to speak and stopped, looking like he had eaten and was still unspeakable......

"Originally, my subordinates were thinking about working harder, and if it really didn't work, I would think of other ways, but at this time, my subordinates received the news that you were coming over, and then ......"

"Huh?" Zhu Zhanyan looked confused.

"That's it......" Zhu Sanfeng pointed helplessly in the direction of Dhaka City.

？？？

Zhu Zhanyan understood at this time.

Affection Zhu Sanfeng teased them for a long time before, but they are used to it at the bottom, and they don't have the confidence to fight against those high castes who hold power and armies, even if they themselves are armies in the hands of high castes.

Later, when I heard that I was coming, I ...... Raise troops to kill the high castes?

"I'm blanching!" Zhu Zhanyan burst into a foul mouth.

Feelings themselves become a source of confidence for those lower castes? They knew about the new grain and the new system implemented by the Ming Dynasty, but they lacked the confidence to stand up and resist the oppression of the high castes.

It was useless to wish Sanfeng how to bewitch, and then his own arrival made them see hope?

Scald! This is a bit similar to the boundary monument incident in later generations!

"I know......" Zhu Zhanyan took a deep breath, looked in the direction of Dhaka City, but said to Zhu Sanfeng in his mouth.

"Your mission is on hold, you don't need to move forward for the time being, settle this place first to make sure there are no problems here."

"As for the rest of the matter...... I have other arrangements. ”

After speaking, Zhu Zhanyan waved his hand and turned his head to leave.

He had to go back to Yunnan.

Inertial thinking has led him to the misconception that war and stratagem are the only way to solve the problem of state-to-state affairs, especially when it comes to the possibility of annexation.

War is simple and simple, the strategy is to reduce one's own losses, but the final result is mostly ended by the war.

But he now finds that sometimes, when it comes to solving such problems, it may not be necessary for soldiers to join in.

Before, Zhu Zhanyan had never attached much importance to the affairs of merchants, and businessmen were just a tool in his hands, a tool to send potatoes and other weapons out.

But now it seems that the merchant is sometimes not a kind of army, and they cannot do what the army can do.

The difference lies in how the people who use the weapons are distributed and how they are used.

I've not been in a good mood lately, and I've had a lot of troubles getting married, and I quarreled with the object yesterday......

The plot here has dragged on for too long, and I will end it as soon as possible and start the climactic plot.

(End of chapter)