Dominate the Country

Chen Ming certainly didn't know the tragic and comedic scenes that happened in the distant Dagufan. He had just brought a gold medal to Xie Qinggao who had arrived in Nanjing.

After the news brought back by Xie Qinggao reached Hexian, the speed of the wings was much faster than that of the sailboats on the sea. Then Xie Qinggao died. His own existence was not valuable. Although he was very hard and dangerous on the way back to China, and the news he brought back was also important, important enough for him to be rewarded with a gold medal, but the nature of his drilling holes in the Western Regions was completely different from Zhang Qian's, and Zhu Fu's experience was the real "drilling holes". So Chen Ming gave them completely different treatments.

Then, Chen Ming came to Xuanwu Lake, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live." A group of monks and Taoists from the south and north, east and west gathered here and respectfully paid homage to Chen Ming.

"Everyone, stand up." Chen Ming, who was dressed in casual clothes, shook his sleeves, and a large group of real masters stood up neatly. The bright sunlight shone into the hall through the window, making these monks and Taoists "dress up" with immortal spirits and solemn appearances.

People need clothes, and Buddhas need gold clothes.

Wearing a black robe made of high-quality silk is obviously better than wearing a coarse cloth and rags.

These monks and Taoists now represent the facades of many Buddhist and Taoist schools. Even if they are really not fond of luxury, they will definitely wear the best clothes when they come to see the emperor.

The hall is lit with quiet fragrant wood. Chen Ming is not asking for immortals to ask for the way, nor is he going to make elixirs and practice Zen, but to select the seeds of faith from these real masters in front of him to go to Southeast Asia - missionaries.

In a beautiful lakeside palace in Xuanwu Lake, a large map of the South Seas is hung on the wall. The red on the map is not only Borneo, Singapore and other places, but also all the seas east of Java Island, including the densely dotted small islands in the South Pacific, and the entire Luzon. This is a very large area.

The leaders of the Buddhist and Taoist sects in China, including Zhangjia III, all came here, looking at the bright red color that rendered half of the South Seas, and waves flashed in their eyes. Although there are more blue sea water in such a large area.

Before coming to Xuanwu Lake, these people knew very well what the purpose of today was, that is, to seize as much preaching territory as possible for themselves.

In the next ten years, the regional intervals divided by His Majesty the Emperor cannot be broken. The freedom of preaching between the South Seas will not be officially opened until ten years later.

So today is an important festival for all of them. Because this is the real opening up of new territory!

"You all know why I asked you to come."

"Everywhere in the South Sea, except Java and Sumatra, will soon belong to me, Chen Han."

Malay was also included in Chen Ming's words.

This place that is all over the sky and the complicated Luzon can be said to be two beautiful pieces of fat meat. The actual value of the South Pacific Islands compared to Malay and Luzon is not worth mentioning at all. Although it is much more difficult to preach and worship Buddha in these two places than in a piece of ignorant South Pacific Islands.

Didn't you see that even Zhangjia III came. This living Buddha has always focused his main energy on the royal family, and even the Education Administration Bureau has ignored it. Although he holds the title of Standing Committee Member and Deputy Director of the Administration Bureau, he has always been dumb. Such a Zhangjia III couldn't help but come to Xuanwu Lake today, and before coming, he deliberately mobilized all his energy and asked for a fertile land from Chen Ming.

Chen Ming's father, mother, grandmother, empress and the empress's parents, old man Li and his wife, all belong to the network of Zhangjia III.

When Chen Huigao went south to Qiongzhou, Zhangjia III also accompanied him. During the difficult waiting period, he greatly comforted the old couple Li. Mrs. Zheng Guo [Old Li] was a Buddhist herself. After the matter was over, she was even more grateful for Zhangjia III. Although she probably didn't know the difference between Tantric Buddhism and Chinese Buddhism, the empress was now expressing Zhangjia III's feelings.

"Malaysia is adjacent to Siam, and is close to Phnom Penh and Annan. These countries are all Buddhist lands."

As expected by Chen Ming, after more than half an hour of noise, the two factions made a conclusion. Buddhism chose Malaysia among the two pieces of fat meat. Although the Tianfang Sect in Malaysia is very powerful, compared with the environment in Luzon, it will be easy and simple in the early stage, but it will be much more difficult in the middle and late stages, and the specific difficulty will exceed Luzon. Because the primitive religion of Luzon was vulnerable, the foreign monotheism became rootless after the end of Daban Ya. As long as the time was right, the missionary work could be successful. But after repeated consideration, the Buddhists decided to put their efforts on the more difficult Malays.

The strong Buddhist atmosphere in the Indochina Peninsula was too attractive to them. Even though the Buddhism there was very different from the Buddhism in the Central Plains, the temptation of being connected made the Buddhists in the Central Plains unable to resist.

The Taoists were naturally happy to take Luzon into their hands, although the Chinese who replaced Daban Ya would certainly cause great resentment among the natives, because under the ruling order of Daban Ya, the Chinese, the pure-blooded Chinese, the Chinese who insisted on not joining the religion, were truly the lowest level of society, even worse than the mixed-bloods.

Even if the Chinese have created far more wealth than the indigenous people through their hard work and labor, just like the "scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans" in traditional Chinese society, everyone knows that merchants are rich, but their social status is the lowest, and this concept is recognized by many people from the bottom of their hearts. Just like Chen Ming's previous life in the early days of the rabbit reform and opening up. Many businessmen, while enjoying the rich wealth earned from their labor, are still despised by many people who live far worse than themselves.

At present, many indigenous people and Malays in Luzon have such thoughts. They are poor and lazy, but the ideas instilled by the big duck for two hundred years must have affected many people. They just think that they are nobler than the Chinese.

In Luzon, the influence of Chinese culture has been weakened to a very low level. Perhaps in the long river of history, when the news of the opium war spread to Luzon, the influence of Chinese culture in Luzon was completely wiped out. Now the influence of China here is like a dying lonely lamp in the wilderness in the middle of the night, in the strong wind, still maintaining the last flame.

And now, endless hay fell from the sky, and this bean-sized flame ushered in a new life, and everything was ignited by him.

But when the fire burned fiercely and illuminated the whole world, the conflict between light and darkness would inevitably burst into endless sparks.

Because Chen Ming never wanted the current rule of the big duck in Luzon, "I want a piece of Han land!"

"Han land! You must remember it clearly in your heart."

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, we dare not not do our best."

First, Malay and Luzon, and then the large sea area east of Java Island, the Buddhist and Taoist people who divided it all said to Chen Ming with an absolutely solemn look.

"Amitabha, good, good." The representative of Shaolin Temple, Master Jingxin, who came out of Xuanwu Lake, chanted a long Buddhist name to the west. He was worldly-wise and knew very well how much evil they had committed in this hall by Xuanwu Lake today.

The emperor's words represented the pain of millions of people, represented rivers of blood, and represented the world turning upside down.

What Chen Ming wants is a piece of Han land.

What is Han land?

Han land is the land where Han people live, speak Han language, wear Han clothes, follow Han laws, spread Han civilization, and worship Han sages. Their Buddhism and Taoism can be classified into the last one. It has nothing to do with Tianfang religion and monotheism.

All "abnormalities" must be changed!

Chen Ming has a hundred ruthless hearts to kill and kill those natives who refuse to obey. This is somewhat different from the natives in Hawaii. Chen Ming pays attention to "cause and effect" when doing things.

The monks and Taoists who came out of Xuanwu Lake returned to the management bureau and argued until dark before they dispersed.

Shi Jingkong stood respectfully at the bottom of the steps to greet the old monk Jingxin. They were once Shaolin Temple monks of the same generation, but the age difference between the two sides was nearly 30 years. When Shi Jingkong fell into the hands of the Chen family, several of Jingxin's disciples were older than he is now.

Now, the seventy-year-old monk Jingxin is still very strong and can stay in the management bureau for at least another five, six, seven or eight years for Shaolin Temple.

Shi Jingkong's house is not big, and there are not many servants. He has not married or had children. Although he nominally withdrew from Shaolin and broke many precepts and rules, it is obvious that he is still trying his best to keep his "heart".

"Preaching has never been smooth sailing. The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism in the history of China has been repeated for countless times. The same is true for the foreign land."

"The place where the Buddha was born is no longer heard of Buddha's voice, and the Buddhist country in Nanyang hundreds of years ago is full of true gods."

"Holding the scriptures in one hand and the knife in the other." Monk Jingxin chanted "Amitabha" again. If you don't look outside, you won't know how dark it is outside. The destruction of Buddhism by the Three Wus and One Zong in Chinese history was already painful to the Buddhists. Who would have thought that the missionary work in the barbarian lands outside the country was even more barbaric. Moreover, the power and influence of the Monotheism and the Tianfang religion were so huge that they dominated the government and the king bowed down. This was something they dared not even imagine in the Middle Earth.

"The Western Tianfang is different from the Middle Earth. Both religions were once supreme and great, in charge of the lives of all living beings, overwhelmed the imperial power, and had entered the devil's way. Their missionary work was aggression, and there was no need to say more about the means of dealing with pagans." The Inquisition in Western history made Monk Jingxin amazed. In his view, such a religion was evil, and the so-called God was the source of all evil.

"So, all means are indispensable to Shaolin."

Monk Jingxin came to ask for help from Shi Jingkong, who was doing well in the secret guards and had powerful resources in his hands. He only needed to reveal a few of them to make Shaolin's law enforcement team well-trained.

Shi Jingkong's eyes widened. He never thought that such a big thing would happen in Xuanwu Lake today. Fortunately, he was responsible for part of the security work there.

"The Dharma Protector?"

Shi Jingkong's mouth widened. He looked at the monk Jingxin in front of him and he definitely didn't recognize him. This Buddhist monk, who is one of the most eminent monks in Shaolin, is now preparing for the Dharma Protector? He couldn't recognize this world.

"The foreign demons are rampant, and my Buddha is merciful and has the eyes of a diamond."

The eighty-year-old monk Jingxin's eyebrows and beard are all white. The bright whale oil lamp casts a layer of golden light on him. He puts his hands together in front of his chest and says Amitabha, with a solemn appearance.

"This is simple." Shi Jingkong said without any difficulty.

...

After Monk Jingxin left the management meeting, he went to see Shi Jingkong overnight. Chen Ming couldn't help but smile after reading Guoan's report.

This kind of quick and effective action reminded him of the monk Shi from Shaolin in his previous life. It was a pity that the great monk did not arrive at this good time. Otherwise, he would have spread not only Shaolin martial arts to all parts of the world, but also Shaolin martial arts. It's Shaolin Zen.

One era, one vision.

In his previous life, Chen Ming was indifferent to Monk Shi, but in this life, he is eager for such talents who can break the rules and open up new paths.

"Alas, we also need to know more about the war in Korea..."

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The bright moon that is not yet full gradually rises into the sky. A transparent gray cloud faintly blocked the moonlight, and a light smoke seemed to rise above the water, and the buttocks were falling off, as if falling into a dream. The clouds fly by, the smoke disappears, and the clear light like water washes the soft autumn night.

In the French embassy, ​​Perrier and Pierre looked at each other through candlelight, and they seemed to be covered in a layer of smoke. It's like the sky and the earth are completely dark outside, and they don't look friendly to each other.

Perrier's expression was extremely gloomy. Because the Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs officially conveyed to him the news that China was going to declare war on the duck near dusk, and the excuse was the blood debt that had passed for a hundred years.

The big ducks were very happy when they massacred the Chinese, but now they have to pay double the repayment. Because the Chinese’s goal is not only Luzon, but also the entire Spain.

The lucky man who brought back the news about Honolulu and Captain Cook from the vast sea provided the best explanation for the Chinese exploration of the Pacific.

What should France do?

Also declare war on China?

This is a joke.

Pierre opposite Perrier smelled of alcohol, a strong smell of alcohol. Does this guy have a lot of business in China?

Every year, the high-end silk fabrics he orders from China are shipped to Paris, which makes all Parisian women go crazy.

A tutu made of high-grade silk is worth a lot of money in itself, and there are various beautiful patterns on it. The ladies in Paris are very interested in Chinese embroidered clothes. These clothes are embroidered with unicorn, dragon and phoenix patterns that symbolize good luck and good luck. They are classic and luxurious and win the favor of the ladies. Pierre's men who travel back and forth, every time they set out from the west to China, they bring many requests from nobles and wealthy families, and they go to China with embroidery samples to order. This business earns Pierre huge profits every year. Because of his official status, he can often hire the most skilled Chinese embroiderers. And this business is just one of Pierre's many businesses.

If China and France declare war, his losses will be huge.

"We must not let France's interests be tied to those stupid Spaniards."

Pierre, who had been lying on a chair to 'rest' for a while, mustered up the courage and shouted his heart out to Perrier. He does not allow people to undermine his own interests, otherwise he will kill people.

"Leave those stupid Spaniards to die on their own. Those rusty-brained fellows who only live in their own imaginations. Like ostriches with their heads in the sand."

"The Spaniards have themselves perished, so let them die."

God knows how desperate Pierre felt after hearing the news that China was going to attack the Spaniards in Luzon.

Paris and Madrid are too deeply involved.

A hundred years of entanglement, a hundred years of alliance, the same Bourbon dynasty, the same Roman monotheistic belief...

It's like two grasshoppers tied on a rope. Now that China has declared war on Spain, France's declaration of war on Spain is very likely to become inevitable. This is difficult to change.