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Chapter 541: Ming's Threat(2/2)

The inner city of Samarkand has clean streets and majestic buildings.

Even the floor is made of expensive marble.

It's not crowded here, and even the slaves who live here seem clean and decent.

Poor and humble ordinary slaves are not even qualified to enter here, and even slaves are the nobles of many small country nobles, as well as their wives and daughters.

Although they have lost their aristocratic status, their childhood education has allowed them to be more polite and polite.

Timur realized very early that if he wanted to manage his territory well, he would not be able to survive for a long time by plundering, and he had to return to civilized rule.

When you, Pierma Heima, entered the inner city, there were already attendants waiting here.

"His Majesty the Sultan is waiting for the arrival of His Highness in the palace."

The attendant lowered his head, caressed his chest, and said respectfully.

Pi'erma Heima had no intention of getting out of the car, but just nodded and let the attendant lead the way.

Soon, they came to a domed palace.

When Melas saw Pierma Heima preparing to get off the carriage, he quickly walked to the side of the carriage and lay down on the ground, using himself as a step for His Highness Pierma Heima.

Pi'erma Heima was accustomed to this kind of etiquette.

After getting off the carriage, he walked straight into the palace, while Melas was waiting respectfully outside the palace.

The palace is very high, about seven or eight meters. This is a completely different architectural style from that of the Ming Dynasty.

In the middle of the palace, Timur was wearing gorgeous clothes, holding a gold scepter studded with precious stones, and was sitting on a chair.

The sharp eyes showed Timur's state at this moment.

Tamerlane, who lived in the 27th year of Hongwu's reign, is now fifty-eight years old this year. Even though he is lame due to the war, his strong figure is already full of strength.

"Dear grandpa, your grandson is back."

The moment Pirma Heima saw Timur, he took a deep breath, and then said respectfully.

As the ruler of the empire and the initiator of the war, the power of Timur was even as his grandson, Pirma Heima, and he was also very afraid of it.

He still vaguely remembered how his grandfather Timur taught him a lesson when he was naughty as a child.

It was also because of Timur's majestic reprimand that Pirma Heima later contracted alcoholism.

After Timur said yes, there was no intimacy like the Ming Dynasty, where the grandfather and grandson had not seen each other for a long time.

He asked directly: "I asked you to go to Ming Dynasty and tell me what you saw in the capital of Ming Dynasty."

It's not that Timur doesn't like his grandson, in fact, compared to his eldest grandson, Timur loves his second grandson more.

It's just that as Sultan, Timur's majesty was the cornerstone of the entire empire. The wars he launched one after another gave him no time to rest.

Since the establishment of the Timurid Empire in the second year of Hongwu, for twenty-five years, the entire Timurid Empire has almost been in a state of war.

Unlike the Central Plains dynasty's rule over inherent territories, Timur did not have a concept of boundaries.

To put it simply, it means constantly conquering all the lands that can be seen.

This is the belief buried in the hearts of the Mongolians and originated from Genghis Khan.

When Pirma Heima heard Grandpa Timur's question, he couldn't help but think of the memories of the capital in his mind, and immediately said:

"I saw the prosperity of the Ming people, the strength of the army, and the supreme power of the emperor."

"Nanjing, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, has a population of two million, but the lives of so many people are like the inner city of Samarkand."

"That day was when the grandson of the Ming Dynasty was canonized. An army performed a performance. The neat steps, powerful firearms, heavy armor, and strict military discipline made the grandson feel frightened."

"This is the first time I have seen such a powerful army in this world."

Hearing this, Timur frowned and asked, "Even my guards can't compare?"

Pirma Heima did not answer, but repeated: "They are the strongest army I have seen."

Hearing this, Timur frowned even more.

He has always been very afraid of the Ming Dynasty, which was a powerful dynasty that could drive away the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties.

Before Timur captured the Western Chahatai Khanate, he had experienced the powerful intimidation of the Mongolian and Yuan envoys.

This gave Timur a great psychological shadow when he was a child.

Because the distance was too far, Timur naturally did not know the specific situation of Meng Yuan at that time. The news he received was that the Ming Dynasty drove Meng Yuan back to the grassland and continuously defeated Meng Yuan's cavalry.

If this were not the case, Timur would not have been so polite in his letter of credence to Zhu Yuanzhang, and he would have recognized the dominance of the Ming Dynasty and called himself a minister.

Seeing the poor look on his grandfather Timur's face, Pirma Heima quickly added: "The grandson of the Ming Dynasty and the successor of the future emperor, he summoned a large number of craftsmen and invented a formula for building roads."

"The reason why it is built using this formula is as hard as marble, and the cost is very low."

When Timur heard this, he stared at his grandson Pirma Heima with sharp eyes and asked: "So you got this formula from the capital of the Ming Dynasty."

Pi'erma Heima couldn't restrain his joy at this moment and replied: "Yes, I spent a lot of money to get this formula from them."

After saying that, Pi'er Ma Heima carefully took out a piece of mulberry paper from his arms.

On this piece of paper is written the formula of cement.

Timur, who was originally sitting, stood up the moment he saw the cement formula.

Naturally, Pi'erma Heima would not let his grandfather with handicapped legs and feet come over, so he immediately stepped forward and handed him over.

The paper is written in Chinese characters.

However, this did not trouble Timur, because Timur was equally proficient in Chinese characters, including Chinese.
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