I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

Zhu Zhangui's sarcasm made the five people on the opposite side feel ashamed.

The reason why they choose to do this is nothing more than wanting to benefit their nephews.

In their minds, as long as they are concealed enough and the information is perfect enough, Daming should not be able to find out.

Even if it is discovered, it can be said that this is the standard for the title of the Bengal Sultanate.

No matter how Da Ming solves the noble problem later on, they can get a fortune out of it.

But they didn't expect that Zhu Zhangui could check it so clearly, and even knew some things better than them.

Just like this thief catcher, they can't even remember the existence of this person.

There was no way, there were too many sealing documents approved by a few people in those few days, and they didn't watch them in detail. After all, those who could be delivered to them were all their own people.

"That son-in-law, actually, this..."

"Father-in-law, there is no need to say anything else. We can still discuss those real nobles. The newly entrusted 300-odd people, our Daming will never approve."

The old king closed his mouth helplessly, and the Minister of State Affairs asked a little unwillingly.

"His Royal Highness, their entrustments have already been handed out. According to the laws of our Bengal Sultanate, they are serious nobles."

"Now is the time for the merger of the two countries. If their titles are denied, there may be some troubles."

Zhu Zhangui, who was drinking the tea handed over by Sambo to moisten his throat, glanced at the minister of state affairs.

"I remember that according to the laws of your country, once a war breaks out, nobles must go to the battlefield!"

The Minister of State Affairs, who didn't understand why Zhu Zhangui asked this question, nodded slightly.

With a sneer on the corner of Zhu Zhangui's mouth, he said coldly: "It's not a problem for me to recognize their noble status!"

The eyes of the people on the opposite side lit up, looking at Zhu Zhangui expectantly.

Many of these newly appointed nobles are their descendants. If Zhu Zhangui can recognize the status of these people, no matter what is negotiated in the future, these descendants will be able to get a compensation.

If it is really what they think, it will not be in vain for them to work hard.

Zhu Zhangui glanced at the expecting people, flipped the tea bowl in his hand, took a sip lightly and said calmly.

"After a while, we will launch a war against Myanmar next door to you. If you want me to recognize their noble status, then go to the battlefield and prove it to me."

"The Viscount gets 10 heads, the Earl gets 50, and the Marquis gets 100!"

The expressions of the few people froze after hearing this, and before they started worrying about what to do, Zhu Zhangui added another sentence leisurely.

"I'm talking about letting them kill themselves, not rushing up with a lot of guards."

"As long as you bring back so many heads, I will do what I say. I will recognize these titles, and I will persuade Daming to let them recognize them."

"If it can't be done, don't mention their titles."

The expressions of several people were bitter for a moment.

What kind of virtue their juniors are, they are very clear in their hearts.

For those boys who enjoy a comfortable life all year round, it’s okay to go shopping and play with birds and women, but it’s okay to go to the battlefield to kill enemies, so let’s forget it.

This group of guys can't even hold a knife, and when they go to the battlefield, they are simply giving the enemy their heads.

Seeing that several people were silent, Zhu Zhangui put down the tea bowl with a sneer.

"Go back and talk to them. If you are willing to go, gather at the guard camp tomorrow. If you don't want to go, don't mention the title."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Zhangui tapped on the conditional scroll and attracted the attention of several people.

"It's not impossible for Da Ming to recognize your nobility, but it's impossible to have the same level of nobility as Da Ming."

"However, if I reject all of them, you may have knots in your hearts, which will affect our integration in the future."

"So, I propose a compromise, if you are willing to accept, then we will continue to talk, if not!"

Zhu Zhangui spread his hands.

"Then we have nothing to talk about, let's get ready for war!"

Their faces turned green instantly.

Start a war, what a joke.

As far as the military strength of the Bangladesh Sultanate is concerned, it is not even enough to fill Daming's teeth.

It is estimated that if the war is launched in the morning, it will end in the afternoon, and the people of the whole country can be registered in the register the next day.

"His Royal Highness, please speak!"

As the spokesperson, the minister of state affairs communicated with several people and planned to listen to Zhu Zhangui's thoughts first.

Zhu Zhangui looked at several people and said, "Your titles can be kept."

Hearing these people's faces were happy, thinking that there was a turning point, but Zhu Zhangui's next words shattered their illusions.

"It's just that the rights and status you have are limited to the Bangladesh area. If you leave this area, you are ordinary people and you will not enjoy any treatment or privileges."

"And the title you own will only be kept for the current generation. Once the owner passes away, the title will be cancelled!"

"All the fiefs owned by the nobles must also be handed over. There is no room for negotiation on this."

"But don't worry, the imperial court will compensate you. As for the amount of compensation, people from the household department will discuss with you at that time. If you are not satisfied, you can appeal to the imperial court, but you can't stir up trouble!"

Zhu Zhangui looked at them seriously.

"The person who provokes the trouble, no matter who he is, will be severely punished by the court and will be severely punished. So you have to make this point clear to the people below. You can raise anything to the court, but you can't make trouble."

Several people fell into silence, and after a long time, the old king spoke.

"We need to discuss this matter, let's put this matter on hold for the time being, let's talk about other things first!"

Zhu Zhangui nodded, understanding the thoughts of the five people.

Although the five were representatives, they did not dare to make decisions on matters related to the future of all noble families and others.

The next one is the business issue.

Everyone in the Bengal Sultanate hopes that the Ming court will allow the business and trade of the Bengal Sultanate to continue in its current state.

In order to repay the imperial court, they are willing to pay taxes to Daming according to the commercial tax standards of Bangladesh.

Zhu Zhangui has no objection to this point.

Business and trade development is one of his future directions. As a current maritime trading country, Bangladesh's current state is very in line with Zhu Zhangui's vision.

Moreover, the commercial tax of the Bengal Sultanate is not low. Compared with them, the commercial tax of the Ming Dynasty is almost as if there is no tax.

In the future, this place will also be his own territory. Coupled with the kinship relationship between the two parties, Zhu Zhangui does not intend to exploit like Ah San and the future Myanmar.

So for this condition, he chose to agree.

The next step is the distribution of officials and the allocation of troops.

The Sultanate of Bangladesh hopes that in the future, at least half of the management officials in the Bangladesh field will be Bangladeshis, and at least 1/3 of the army will remain.

Regarding this question, Zhu Zhangui did not have a clear answer, and replied that the imperial court has its own system for selecting officials, and it will treat officials equally when selecting officials in the future.

As for the army, Zhu Zhangui directly refused.

The army is the bottom line that cannot be touched. The Sultanate of Bangladesh and others have ideas about the selection of officials. Zhu Zhangui can understand and discuss with them.

But there is no room for negotiation on the military side.

The army is the cornerstone of Ming Dynasty and the vanguard for him to open up the whole world in the future.

The old man has implicitly agreed to hand over this area of ​​Bangladesh to him for management, and it will be Zhu Zhangui's important sea base in the future.

On the official side, Zhu Zhangui can't intervene for the time being, but in the army, he absolutely does not allow anyone to mix sand in it.

Chapter 217: The glorious record of ten prisoners and one city.

It took four days and after many discussions and negotiations, Zhu Zhangui and the Sultanate of Bangladesh finally settled on conditions that both parties were satisfied with.

First, all the dukes were downgraded to one level, and the old king was named the Duke of Bengal. Except for the downgraded duke, the titles of others remained unchanged.

The fiefdoms under the name of the nobles, except for the amount of land per population according to the Ming Dynasty's agreement, all others will be handed over.

And the note requires that these nobles only have the right to use the allocated land, and have no right to buy or sell it. The ownership of the land belongs to the Ming royal family.

The power status of all nobles is limited to the Bengal region, and when they go to the other territories of Daming, they only have the most basic noble rights, which are not judged by the rank of title.

Second, all merchants in Bangladesh who want to do business must join the Sun Never Set Chamber of Commerce or the Sun Moon Chamber of Commerce. Those who do not join these two chambers of commerce will be treated as smugglers.

Thirdly, Ming Dynasty will establish a college in Bangladesh. The standard for recruiting students in the college will be based on the new learning of Ming Dynasty, and in order to preserve Bangladeshi culture, an additional class on Bangladeshi culture will be offered. (Remarks: Students can choose whether to study this course, parents cannot force it.)

Fourth, from the date of establishment agreed upon by both parties, the official language of Bengali will be abolished, and Ming Mandarin will be used as the common communication language. (Remarks: Bangladeshi officials must be proficient in Ming Dynasty Mandarin and writing, otherwise they will not be hired!)

Fifth, the private armies owned by nobles at all levels will be cancelled, and personal guards will be implemented in accordance with the specifications of the nobles of the Ming Dynasty.

Sixth, from now on, the land cultivated in Bangladesh no longer belongs to the individual people, but to the Ming court. No one is allowed to sell it privately, and offenders will be severely punished.

More than 20 agreements were densely written on the large letter of credence.

These conditions are conditions that Zhu Zhangui thinks Bangladesh can accept after careful consideration. In addition, the relationship between the two parties is not bad, so the setting is not too harsh.

Although there are some complaints about this in Bangladesh, but the overall situation is the same, even if there is a small opinion, they can only grit their teeth and admit it.

As the two parties signed their names and stamped their national seals, the Sultanate of Bangladesh will be officially abolished from today and renamed as Bangladesh Province.

The old king will be in charge of the political history of Bangladesh for the time being. The other small officials, the old man also sent a letter to inform them, and will rush over as quickly as possible to take over the government affairs here.

Until the officials arrive, Bangladesh will implement martial law to prevent any accidents during the handover.

After taking over Bangladesh, Zhu Zhangui began to arrange road construction.

Seeing that the agreed time is approaching, if you don't speed up, there will be trouble in the court.

At the beginning, he made an agreement with Yang Shiqi and others to win the Three Kingdoms within two years. As a result, more than one and a half years have passed, and the war on the Three Kingdoms side is not over yet, and there is even a faint tendency to expand.

If Zhu Zhangui doesn't speed up, Yang Shiqi and others will definitely jump out and stop the war.

Although Zhu Zhangui was confident in persuading them, he was too lazy to waste his time.

Besides, there are still so many migrant workers waiting at the imperial court, and there is still so much land waiting to be planted in the Three Kingdoms, which is not only a waste of time but also money.

The terrain of Bangladesh is fairly flat, and the roads themselves are well repaired. Zhu Zhangui only needs to make a simple plan and arrange for repairs.

The only trouble is in Myanmar.

Myanmar is a mountainous and forested area. Not to mention in modern times, the roads of later generations are also in a mess.

It will definitely take a lot of trouble to get through this path.

However, before he has a headache about road construction, Zhu Zhangui needs to solve the old king's brother first, and cooperate with Daming's attack.

The transport team that returned again has not yet returned, and Zhu Zhangui doesn't know what's going on there.

Whether Zheng Heng and Yu Qian launched the attack according to the agreed time and route, and whether the Myanmar side surrendered or resisted desperately, he still has no idea.

In the 15th year of Yongle, Zhu Zhangui spent the New Year in Bangladesh.

As another year passed, Zhu Zhangui felt that time was getting tighter.

It has been less than 10 years since the old man passed away in history.

So far, his plan has not even been carried out to 1/10.

Many things in his plan require the help of the old man. Without the help of the old man, it would be at least several times more difficult for him to complete these plans.

After a simple new year in the Duke's Mansion of Bangladesh, after arranging for road repairs.Zhu Zhangui hurried to the northeast of Bangladesh, ready to clean up the younger brother of his old father-in-law.

"Your Highness, you are here!"

Outside a certain city in the northeastern region of Bangladesh.

Zhang Feng, who was commanding the army to prepare to attack, saw Zhu Zhangui rushing over, and hurried forward to greet him.

Zhu Zhangui nodded, picked up the binoculars and observed the situation in the opposite city, and asked.

"How's the preparation going, what's the reaction on the other side?"

"Already almost ready, just waiting for your order to attack."

"The guys on the opposite side stay behind closed doors, but judging by the strength of their troops and the people on the wall, they should be ready to resist to the end!"

Zhu Zhangui sneered.

"Hehe, it's good to resist, if you don't resist for a while, we won't be able to use the knife!"