First Prince of Ming Dynasty - Chapter 793

  Chapter 793 Bo Ni

  Huang Yuanshou was able to be promoted to the position of commander-in-chief at the beginning of the founding of the People’s Republic of China under the circumstance of being like a cloud of fierce generals. It can already be seen that his martial arts strategy is extraordinary, and the soldiers around him are also carefully selected brave men.

  With such conditions, it was easy to attack a small village with few iron weapons. Soon, the surrounding villages were conquered one by one, and there were nearly a thousand Han people available for them.

   After distributing the land and houses owned by the aborigines to them, the young and strong were selected for a little training, and soon they had available servants. Although they were not elite, they were considered useful here.

  Although this move stood firm, it also exposed himself. Many people and forces around him had heard of the extraordinarily ferocious Han people, so they contacted each other and planned to exterminate them.

  Han people will always jump out to make troubles from time to time. They have not been able to turn the sky over the years, and there will be no exceptions now. When the time comes, some will be caught and brought back to make an example.

Coming here with such an idea, the result can be imagined. Huang Yuanshou set up an ambush at the mouth of the river and almost killed them all. Countless limbs and remnants flowed down the river. It was renamed Broken Shou River.

  Huang Yuanshou took advantage of the situation to mop up the surrounding areas and promoted the Han people, but he no longer slaughtered the Fan people easily, and even appointed the good ones.

Huang Yuanshou asked himself that although he had never shown his skills in troubled times, he was also an old soldier who followed the Holy Lord to conquer the world. From expelling Meng Yuan, Chen Youliang, and Zhang Shicheng to bullying the barbarians, it can be described as killing pigs with a sledgehammer up.

  However, there is also a problem, that is, the soldiers who followed from the Ming Dynasty still call themselves Zongbing, while the local Song and Yuan adherents and Fan people call him Lage, which means king.

   This is undoubtedly a taboo, but thinking of the prince’s instructions before leaving, Huang Yuanshou did not order them to change their words.

  With the expansion of power, he soon got in touch with the Shunta Kingdom, but at this time, Huang Yuanshou also looked down on the so-called elites prepared for him by the King of Shunta, and Shunta was really far away from the Duanshou River.

  Huang Yuanshou set his sights on Boni, the alternative country prepared for him by the prince. This country is also in crisis now, so it is expected that he will not refuse.

  ………

The old King Boni had a bansi cloth wrapped around his head, and he was surrounded by wreaths. On his head, he wore a golden crown more than a foot high, shaped like a bean, adorned with seven treasures, with a golden sword, sitting sideways on a golden high seat, and supported by a silver pedal. Feet, the maids are all decorated with golden flowers and miscellaneous treasures, or hold white mulberry brushes and peacock fans.

  He shook his head, put down the letter paper in his hand, and said to his eldest son in jerky official language: “As expected of a strong general from the kingdom of heaven, he thought he would have to rely on my soldiers and horses.”

Prince Boni is not young, and wearing gold and silver is very extravagant, but his official language is still stumbling, obviously he has just learned it not long ago: “Father, wouldn’t that be better, we don’t have many soldiers available. So, Sulu sent troops to invade the country again, looting several villages.”

“Stupid!” King Boni scolded his son unceremoniously, but obviously he didn’t understand, so he had no choice but to scold him again in local language: “If we are useless to Daming, how can we secure this position in the future? Do you think you can do it just by relying on the promises in those letters?”

  The prince looked gloomy. No man in his 30s or 40s would be willing to be scolded by his father in front of his servants, but he could only endure it now.

  Shunta is too weak to withstand any coup d’etat, otherwise, how could he take the initiative to lure wolves into the house? There is really no change, and the country will be divided up by Sulu, Indonesia.

  The king sighed heavily, not because he didn’t want to hand over power to his son, but because he was too incompetent.

  But just like the prince dared not rebel, he did not dare to change the heir rashly, otherwise he would be taken advantage of by a neighboring country. The father and son hated each other but had to work together to maintain the situation.

   “Has the news spread out?”

   “It has been arranged, and we all know that the Han is a traitor who escaped from our Boni.”

The old king took off the heavy golden crown on his head and said: “Be more real. I am old and frail and can’t do anything. You go to see him, ask him to return to Boni, and say that you will rehabilitate him and kill those who murdered him.” Exile them all, and are willing to canonize him as a general, and hand over all the troops of the whole country to him as commander.”

   “Will he agree?” The prince’s expression was a bit tangled. With such a strong man in charge, he didn’t have to worry about the neighboring countries attacking him, but he also worried about usurping power after surrendering his troops.

“Of course not.” The old king replied with a sad expression: “How can a general from the Celestial Dynasty think highly of our general in Boni, so you have to go again after you come back, taking your youngest sister, Ask him to be Manarakana of Boni.”

  Manaragana, which means the same as the king, can also be called the side-by-side king.

   This is also the only bargaining chip that Boni can afford.

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  The rustic atmosphere is hot and hot, like the midsummer of the Ming Dynasty, when the grains ripen once they are one year old, the vegetation is always flourishing, and snails and purple shells come out of the sea. There is a stone named Conbei Luo, which is soft when first picked, but after being carved and dried, it becomes very strong.

The people of the country wear jibei like girdles, and they are dumans. The princes and nobles wear silk cloth and gold ornaments, and enjoy extravagance and pleasure. The curtain is guided by blowing screw and drumming.

  The law of the country ordered him to kill and steal, and to cut off his hands; for the treacherous, his feet were locked up for a period of one year, and the sacrifices must be made in the dark of the moon.

Its country is divided into fourteen prefectures, which worship Buddha statues and have tens of thousands of residents. The country is mainly cultivated, rich in dipterocarp, boiled sea for salt, and brewed sorghum for wine. There is no wheat in the land, hemp rice, and Sheep, chicken and fish, without silk, are woven into cloth with jibei flowers.

The countries of Hainan, Dongyi, and the northwest are poor and borderline, each has its own territory, such as strange mountains and seas, strange species, unheard of in ancient times, and not recorded in the past, so I know that outside of Kyushu, the eight wildernesses, the debates and the land , don’t get to the bottom of it.

The envoy who came with the army recorded everything he had learned, and from time to time muttered the local dialect clumsily. He was originally a student of the Imperial College, but because he learned the dialect, he was quickly called into the main hall by the prince, and he was on a mission to accompany the army. so far.

  In addition to customs and topography, he also recorded Huang Yuanshou’s recent actions in detail, and then carefully sorted them out, and handed them over to the young man in charge of protecting him.

To be honest, he didn’t know why these young people were from these young men. He had inquired a few words on the way and knew that they were not from the Beijing camp or the palace guards, but they didn’t seem to be the pro-military captain’s mansion. Such an important job.

   Huang Zongbing is also very taboo towards them, and he seems to keep his distance from them. He obviously knows some inside information, but this has nothing to do with him, so it is better.

Unexpectedly, Nanyang is also so interesting. At first, he was envious of his classmate Dabentang who could go to sea with Jiangyinhou. Now, it seems that his job is not bad. Study here carefully.

After sorting out his thoughts, he happily went out to look for the survivors or natives to inquire about the news. His Highness the Crown Prince promised that as long as these people do their jobs with all their heart, all the books and records in the future will be compiled into a grand ceremony. His own name and surname are engraved on it and passed down to future generations with the book.

Huang Yuanshou, who was passing by, looked at the scholar who was squatting next to Fanren in the distance and was writing something with a pen and paper from time to time. The confidant next to him came over and said, “A brother told me yesterday that this guy asked many people and asked him a lot. Words, it sounds like some of them might be bad for you if you pass them back.”

The man licked his slightly dry thick lips and said in a low voice: “If you are young, arrange someone to get rid of him at night. If you say it, you will die of illness. There are many brothers who died of illness in these days, let alone a weak scholar. It’s not surprising to be sick and die.”

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  (end of this chapter)