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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three Zhao Brings Good People

All the princes and princes admitted that Zheng Zhaozuo was right, but they argued endlessly to what extent they gave in.

As a result, we discussed it until late at night, and there was no Dingmao. In the end, we could only reluctantly decide to let Shang Hongde and Zheng Zhaozuo be representatives to work hard to find out the Ming Dynasty people's tone.

I heard that the Lord was already tired, so I was sure.

When they came out of the Oden, it was still stormy outside. The two princes went to Shuri Castle, while the Zheng family and his son returned to Kume Village and parted ways outside the Torii.

At this time, the Zheng family had already brought the carriage. In this stormy weather, sitting in a sedan chair is definitely not as comfortable as a carriage.

The father and son got on the carriage, and hot soup and snacks were prepared in the carriage.

After eating snacks and drinking soup, the cold and hungry father and son finally recovered their vitality.

"Why did my father stop me just now and not let the child explain?" Zheng Hui finally couldn't help asking: "Then Mr. Zhao is clearly provoking discord!"

"What you shed is the blood of the Ming people on your body. If you explain it, you can clear the suspicion?" Zheng Zhaozuo held the teacup, felt the warmth coming from his palm, and said quietly: "Even if you can clear it, do you really have to clear the relationship with the Ming Dynasty that sheltered us from the wind and rain during this storm?"

"The Jiangnan Group cannot represent the Ming Dynasty." Zheng Hui was still a little angry. He was a passionate young man born and raised here, so he naturally had no good impression of the invaders.

"They can represent the Ming Dynasty!" Zheng Zhaozuo suddenly said with a stern expression: "Are you confused? When did the official navy have arrived in Ryukyu, but the fleet of the Jiangnan Group has already reached the city. Who do you think can represent the Ming Dynasty better?!"

"This..." Zheng Hui looked at his father in shock, this was an angle he had never thought of.

"Have you learned a lesson from this incident yet?" Zheng Zhaozuo said in a deep voice: "We have clearly found out that the culprit is Weng Jisong. But the king still openly favors the Weng family on the grounds of the overall situation. What does this mean? Outsiders are outsiders after all. Don't look at how good they usually act, we must be the ones who are sacrificed when they encounter something!"

"..." Zheng Hui nodded silently. After the incident, he was under tremendous pressure. Not only did the people from Jiangnan Commercial Station criticize him, the king also immediately removed his tyrant official and has not yet been reinstated to him.

"So don't betray your bloodline, stand with Daming forever." Zheng Zhaozuo said and sneered: "Those selfish and short-sighted guys in Shuri Castle deserve punishment!"

"What if the king sues the emperor for the future? Ryukyu is a country that is not conquered. The court may punish the Jiangnan Group..." Zheng Xi was still worried.

"They have no chance." Zheng Zhaozuo said lightly: "This is our value to Mr. Zhao!"

There was another thunder outside the car, and the white lightning made Zheng Zhaozuo's old face look particularly hideous.

Two days later, the storm on the sea calmed down, and the Zheng father and son monk Hong De led the army's fleet northwards.

I was sent to you with my best wishes and soon arrived at Amami Bay.

The fleet heading south was still in Amami Bay. Originally, Mr. Zhao planned to go south to Naha Port, but the sudden typhoon disrupted his plan, so it was important to take shelter from the wind first.

Fortunately, Amami Bay is an excellent haven and the fleet is unscathed.

The police temporarily built a camp on the leeward on the shore, and finally the people were fine. However, for several days of continuous prevention, everyone was very nervous, so they did not set off immediately after the sunlight, but instead rested on the spot for two days before talking about it.

In the Age of Discovery, whether it is combat or navigation, you must be patient enough.

The Laojun fleet was stopped by the alert clerks at the entrance of the bay. The police officers did not allow them to enter the port according to the regulations. They only used a single clerk to send the Zheng family's father and son, Hong De, to the camp. As for the Laojun supplies, there were naturally ships to receive them...

At the temporary dock, Paul Tang received the news and came out to greet the three of them with a smile.

He and Zheng Hui worshipped their brothers and warmly invited them to their places for tea.

Shang Hongde didn't want to talk to a businessman, so he refused to say that he was in a hurry to see the king and was really unwilling to have tea.

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"Okay, you can take him to see King Shangyuan." Tang Paul asked someone to take him away first.

"Let's go." Seeing that the Zheng family's father and son were still chatting and laughing with Tang Paul, Shang Hongde urged.

"Just go by yourself." Paul Tang waved his hand impatiently.

Zheng Zhaozuo smiled apologetically to Shang Hongde.

Shang Hongde thought to himself, if you come, you will be forced to leave me, and I will not be able to go! He came to monitor the Zheng family’s father and son and prevent them from selling their country.

Then he stood up and smiled, "Then I'm not in a hurry, I'm very thirsty."

Paul Tang tilted his head and looked at Zheng Zhaozuo for a while, and ordered his left and right, "Take this prince to drink water, and you must let him drink enough."

"Please." The two policemen carried Shang Hongde away.

Zheng Hui saw that Shang Hongde's feet were always in the air... He couldn't help but have a new understanding of this kind brother who was kind.

"Brother, Uncle Shi, please." When Paul Tang turned around, he smiled so harmlessly that people and animals were obviously imitating Mr. Zhao...

"Okay, please, my dear nephew." Zheng Zhaozuo held hands with Tang Paul intimately and said with a smile: "I'm so happy now."

"Why, can anyone dare to bully Shi Bo?" Tang Paul asked with a smile.

"It's not just bullying? It's just about killing my father and son!" Zheng Zhaozuo sighed.

"Is that true? We have to have a detailed chat." As Tang Paul spoke, he took them outside his tent.

Because the tent was too cramped, Paul Tang asked someone to put the round table and horse stud outside the tent, set up a parasol and drink tea outside.

"The conditions are simple, please forgive me." He imitated Zhao Hao, while skillfully brewing Kung Fu tea, while talking to the Zheng family father and son. This was not just pretending to be a Bo Yi, but he also found that this would make it easier to control the rhythm of the conversation and gain psychological advantages.

The father and son hurriedly said it was okay, it was uninteresting.

"Where are we talking about? Oh yes, someone wants to kill you father and son." Tang Paul smiled and said, "Shi Bo, let's have a good chat."

Zheng Zhaozuo repeated what he said in the Imperial Palace that day. The difference is that this time it is even more explicit.

"Actually, the conflict between Juzi and Weng Jisong is not a strife. To put it bluntly, it is the cooperation between us and Jiangnan commerce and trade that robbed their business." Zheng Zhaozuo took the tea cup presented by Tang Paul with both hands and said angrily: "The people from our Kumi Village, who were ordered by Taizu to settle in Ryukyu, naturally cannot do anything against the emperor's will, so they never deal with Japanese pirates. The Weng family and Mao family still took advantage of this loophole and kept secretly trading with Seed Island. They were still unclear about the Shimazu family, trying to use the power of the Japanese to suppress our Kumi tribe."

"But starting from the previous year, everything changed. No ships could go to Japan, and no ships came to Seed Island." Zheng Hui continued: "Later I found out that it was the Jiangnan Group that controlled the routes in the northern waters. Even the red-haired ghost who showed off his power could only trade in Ryukyu and did not dare to continue north."

"This is naturally a big deal for our Zheng family. Naba Port is becoming more and more prosperous, and we have the Jiangnan Group as our backer." Zheng Hui gritted his teeth and said, "But the Weng family was uncomfortable. They were unwilling to stop smuggling with Japan, so they colluded with the real Japanese in the chicken coop and attacked the Jiangnan Commercial Station, wanting to drive the group out of Ryukyu and then cheat our Zheng family again!"

"It's not a pit, he wants to kill our Zheng family!" Zheng Zhaozuo said with a crutch and said, "Without the Ming Dynasty as his backer, our Jiumi Village will become a tree without roots and a water without source, and there is only a dead end!"

Although he knew that the old man was drinking the ecstasy soup, Tang Baolu still enjoyed it and pushed the two tea cups in front of the father and son and said, "Don't worry, the slogan of my Jiangnan Group is to return a hundred times. If someone kills one of us, we will kill a hundred people. If someone treats us a little better, we will repay him a hundred points."

"My Zheng family and Jiumi Village will always be the people of the Ming Dynasty!" Zheng Zhaozuo patted his chest and said, "What does the shopkeeper of the Tang Dynasty need us to do, just express his opinion!"

"Happy!" Paul Tang smiled and said, "Then I won't go around. Our young master still has the four major demands, but after this big fight, the demands will definitely be upgraded."

"It is natural, please tell the boss of the Tang Dynasty." The Zheng family and his son hurriedly listened attentively.

"One, this time, not only will all criminals related to the 'Naba Massacre' be severely punished, but also the pro-Japanese faction on the island must be uprooted without leaving any one." Paul Tang raised a thumbs up and said, "Of course, you don't need to kill, there will be too many sequelae."

"What should we do?" the father and son asked hurriedly.

"Catch all the Chinese elements you identified! We will be sentenced one by one and sent to other places for labor education... Oh, labor education is to educate them through labor and let them transform their thoughts." Tang Paulo smiled and sipped Biluochun and said, "Our Jiangnan Group has always regarded people as the most precious wealth, and they don't easily kill."

"Okay, okay." Zheng Zhaozuo quickly agreed. He had already thought about it before coming. Even if Mr. Zhao asked him to go back and kill him, he had to bite the bullet and do as he did. Of course, in that case, his relationship with the Ryukyu people would become tense in the future.

How great is labor camps? As long as there are hostages in each family in the hands of Jiangnan Group for one day, they will have to flatter the Zheng family for one day.

"Second, as compensation, Naba Port and the land within a radius of ten miles will be permanently transferred to Jiangnan Group. We will establish a Daming City here, where people from Zhongshan can enter and exit freely, but Daming City is fully managed by the city hall under the Jiangnan Group and is not subject to the laws of Zhongshan." Tang Paul raised his second finger and changed his mind again:

"Of course, if Brother Zheng is interested, Brother Zheng will still be the mayor of this Ming city, and in terms of taxation, you can also share some profits with Zhongshan. As the young master often said, do you make money together?"

"That's great..." Zheng Hui breathed a sigh of relief again, and the rebound would be much smaller. He hurriedly changed his words: "Oh no, I mean I'm considering it."

"It should be." Paul Tang raised his third finger and said, "Third, Zhongshan Kingdom has implemented reforms to remove all traces of influence from Japan and to completely Chineseize them. Of course, the local traditions of Ryukyu can be preserved, but what belongs to Japan and which belong to the local ones have to trouble Shibo and Kumi Village to identify them."

"Okay, I fully agree!" Zheng Zhaozuo said excitedly: "I have long hated the inappropriate national customs. It is a perfect future for the sake of the original and the future!"
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