I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 216 Catch a thief and you can become a marquis. It's not too much for my watchdog to be a prince.

In the early morning of the next day, a heavily guarded room in the Palace of the Sultan of Bangladesh.

Six people sat facing each other.

On one side are the representatives of the Bengal Sultanate, the old king representing the royal family, the minister of state affairs representing the ministers, a nobleman representing the nobles, and representatives of two families and businessmen.

The five people had serious expressions, wondering how to get the greatest benefit?

This negotiation is related to their future destiny.

Whether to continue to enjoy life in the future, or to live a life of inferiority, depends on today's negotiation.

Zhu Zhangui, who was sitting opposite, looked very relaxed.

It doesn't matter to him whether the negotiation can be successful or not.

After the negotiation is over, if one person wins a country with a few words, his reputation will soar, and it will be recorded in the history books.

We can't reach an agreement, and the big deal is to fight, and it will be fine if the father-in-law's family is not hurt by then.

Anyway, he has made both preparations, and it depends on whether the other party's conditions are too much.

"His Royal Highness, these are some small requests from our side to join Daming, please read them over!"

After the five people on the opposite side winked at each other, the minister of state affairs bowed slightly, and handed a scroll to Zhu Zhangui with both hands.

Zhu Zhangui didn't get up, but nodded slightly.

Hu Yu, who was on the side, stepped forward to take the scroll handed over by the minister of state affairs, checked it, and then put it on the table in front of Zhu Zhangui and slowly unfolded it.

Text has two modes.

The upper one is the official language of the Ming Dynasty, and the lower one is the language of the Bengal Sultanate.

The text is one big and one small, expressing the humility of the Bengal Sultanate and also showing the relationship between primary and secondary.

As the scroll opened, Zhu Zhangui couldn't help but chuckle at the first one.

The first item on the scroll reads: After the Bengal Sultanate joins the Ming Dynasty, it is hoped that the Ming Dynasty can retain the titles of all nobles in the Bengal Sultanate and enjoy the same level of treatment as the nobles of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Zhangui shook his head speechlessly.

This means that the other party took the initiative to join and has a relationship with himself.

If you change a country, Zhu Zhangui will get up and leave directly based on this one.

What a joke, these guys are not awake!
How precious is the title of Daming, how many titles have been distributed since the founding of the country?
And what about the Sultanate of Bangladesh?

As far as Zhu Zhangui knew, there were dozens of dukes alone, and thousands of other marquises, earls, and viscounts.

Leaving aside the duke, the noble titles below are equivalent to all the enfeoffed nobles of the Ming Dynasty from the founding of the country to the present.

If this is really admitted, what will those heroes who worked so hard for Daming to get the title think.

Their titles were obtained by rolling among the dead, fighting countless battlefields with Lao Zhu and the old man, and experiencing countless lives and deaths.

As a result, the Bengal Sultanate just changed its flag and gained a status comparable to theirs, which made everyone unhappy.

Seeing Zhu Zhangui smiling and shaking his head, the five people on the opposite side tensed up, knowing that Zhu Zhangui was not satisfied with their conditions.

The minister of state affairs, who was afraid that Zhu Zhangui would get up and leave, got up and said with a smile.

"His Royal Highness, these are our preliminary thoughts. If you are not satisfied, we can talk slowly!"

Zhu Zhangui glanced at him, reached out and clicked on the first item.

"Your Excellency, Minister of State, let's not talk about anything else, I cannot agree to the first item alone."

"Our Daming's title is very precious. Every nobleman has fought for Daming for most of his life on the battlefield and made countless contributions to obtain the honor."

"Now you are just talking about it and want to have the same treatment as those nobles. I'm sorry, but I can't agree to this condition!"

The old king sighed in his heart when he heard this.

Although his daughter said in front of the ministers that she could not be the master and could not respond to their conditions, she told him in private that Zhu Zhangui would never agree to this one, let alone other conditions.

Sure enough, when Zhu Zhangui saw this condition today, he shook his head and refused without even looking at the others.

"His Royal Highness, we also understand the preciousness of the title of Daming, but our title of nobility did not come for nothing, it was obtained through countless contributions."

Zhu Zhangui shrugged.

"I'm sorry, don't blame me for speaking harshly. Your so-called credits, let alone the noble titles in Daming, can't even meet the requirements for promotion."

"In our Ming Dynasty, if we want to obtain the title of nobility, we must at least win a big victory in a war with a scale of 10 people, or make great contributions before we can be entrusted."

"Besides, our Ming Dynasty has regulations that no one can be knighted unless he has made military achievements."

"It means that only soldiers can obtain titles, civil servants only have titles, and they are not qualified to obtain titles."

With that said, Zhu Zhangui clicked on the list next to him.

"At least half of you here are doing business, or writing important poems to get titles."

"And these!"

Raising his hand to draw a group of people, Zhu Zhangui looked at the five people opposite him speechlessly.

"Don't treat us Daming as deaf and blind, these people's titles seem to have been conferred a few days ago!"

"Good guy, there are more than 300 people, and they are all rewarded for their military achievements."

Glancing at the few people opposite, Zhu Zhangui sarcastically said.

"To confer so many military nobles all at once, are you going to fight a world war?"

The old king blushed and coughed slightly to hide his embarrassment.

The others were also a little embarrassed.

Without looking at the embarrassment of the people opposite, Zhu Zhangui took a piece of paper handed over by Hu Yu, raised his hand and slapped it on the table.

"I won't talk about the others among the 300 people, I'll just talk about this one."

"If you catch a small thief, you will be made a marquis. If Da Ming follows this standard, all the common people can become nobles. With this standard of merit, the dog raised by my father can be made a prince. In terms of thieves, the dog my father raised is stronger than your Marquis."

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 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.

(End of this chapter)