Yue Yang walked to the British Duke Zhang Shize, pulled his sleeve and said with a smile:

"It's been a hard journey on the British road, so please go and rest with me!"

"Your Majesty, I retire!"

British Duke Zhang Shize paid tribute to Emperor Shenwu again, and then withdrew from the Marshal's Mansion together with Yue Yang.

The two were very familiar with each other. They had fought side by side. After leaving the commander's residence, Zhang Shize put his hand on Yue Yang's shoulder and said with a smile:

"Master Yue, I really envy you. You have made eternal contributions to the Ming Dynasty's expansion of territory. I thought this was a barbaric land, but I didn't expect that the food would be harvested three times a year and the land would be so fertile."

Yue Yang looked at Zhang Shize and whispered in his ear:

"My official duty at this time is to entertain the British prince. I won't mention official duties for the time being. The beauties here are small and exquisite. Do you want to give it a try?"

"hey-hey……"

After Yue Yang finished speaking, he smiled...

Zhang Shize looked at Yue Yang and couldn't help but feel a little moved. He was only in his twenties, and he had many wives and concubines in his house, including real ancient nobles...

After looking around and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Zhang Shize smiled quietly and said:

"Is this true?"

"certainly!"

"Okay, but please don't let the Holy One know about this..."

Yue Yang was joking with Zhang Shize, thinking that he would refuse after a long journey, but he didn't expect that the British man was so thick-skinned that he would actually take it seriously.

Yue Yang smiled and said:

"Master Hou is in such a good mood that he should go to Yichun Tower frequently. Don't worry, I will keep my promise."

Seeing that Yue Yang was serious, Zhang Shize felt a little embarrassed:

"Master Yue, I've been vomiting out my seasickness and gallbladder all the way. Let me have a masseur here to relax me."

"Okay, no problem..."

The two of them talked and laughed all the way to the reception area of ​​the Duhu Mansion.

The reception office of the Duhu Mansion was a place specially designed to entertain Ming officials for food and lodging.

There are restaurants and guesthouses here, all of which are of high quality and standard. The waiters include beauties from Ming Dynasty and local women.

Seeing Yue Yang arriving, the management staff hurriedly ran forward and bowed to say hello:

"I've met my lord."

Yue Yang nodded and whispered:

"Ask two beautiful indigenous girls to serve the British Duke. Remember to wait until the British Duke leaves Luzon."

"Here!"

"Don't worry, sir. I guarantee that the Duke of the Kingdom will be satisfied."

The Ming Dynasty's nobles and civil servants were different. They were all rewarded based on their military exploits.

As long as there is no trouble and some indescribable things happen between the two parties under the condition of your consent, Emperor Shenwu will not interfere with them.

Besides, as the Duke of the Ming Dynasty, it is not a bad thing to leave some fine seeds in the indigenous women of Luzon...

…

After Zhang Shize and Yue Yang left, Zhu Cixiang looked at Zhang Mingzhen and asked:

"How much food does Luzon have?"

After conquering Manila, all the military supplies, grain, gold, silver and jewelry in the Spanish warehouses became the wealth of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Cixiang has left all these matters to Zhang Mingzhen's management. Today is the first time he asked about this matter.

To Zhu Cixiang, gold and silver are just numbers. He cares more about food. The food from Luzon, Henan and Hainan must be transported back to the Ming Dynasty to save lives...

Zhang Mingzhen hurriedly replied:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, there are more than 500,000 taels of gold, more than 18 million taels of silver, and hundreds of warehouses full of grain, at least one million dan or more."

Although Zhu Cihong was not short of money, and even though he guessed that the colonists had plundered enough people's wealth, Zhu Cihong was still overjoyed when he heard the figures reported by Zhang Mingzhen.

"So many, the colonists were so damn ruthless. They captured Batavia and several small countries. The Ming Dynasty got more than one million stones of grain and more than nine million taels of gold and silver.

Pass the decree and leave enough rations and military pay for the garrison, and the rest will be transported back to the Ming Dynasty in time. The people in the northwest can't wait."

Except for the rations left for the garrison, everything else should be transported back. This sentence is simple to say, but it requires a huge fleet of ships to transport it. The merchant ships here simply do not have that kind of transportation capacity.

Zhang Mingzhen hurriedly saluted and played:

"Your Majesty, the existing merchant shipping capacity is insufficient and a large number of merchant ships need to be recruited for transportation. Please pass on your Majesty..."

Zhu Cixiang nodded and preached again:

"All large merchant ships in Nanhai Province, Luzon Province, Malacca, and the three provinces have been requisitioned for a fee, and all naval transport ships have been put into use. Food must be transported from the three places to the Ming Dynasty as soon as possible. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy!"

There are many merchant ships in the three places, and now they are all requisitioned. The Ming Dynasty will not use merchant ships in vain, but will pay a certain amount of silver. Now there is no shortage of money at all.

There are also hundreds of large transport ships accompanying Emperor Shenwu on his expedition, and all of them will start transporting grain from now on.

After that, the merchant ships of the Royal Group and many local merchant ships of the Ming Dynasty will come to help transport food.

There is enough food in the three places in Nanyang. Zhu Cixiang believes that the food problem of the people in the northwest of the Ming Dynasty will soon be solved...

After Zhang Mingzhen and the others left, Zhu Cihong sent another message to the four masters to come and see them.

After receiving the emperor's oral instructions, Zhang Shantang and others rushed to the Duhu Mansion, thinking that Emperor Shenwu was concerned about the governance of Luzon.

"Your Majesty, Zhang Shantang, is here to see you."

"Your Majesty, Liu Xiang, comes to see you!"

…

Now the four of them are officials of the Ming Dynasty and can no longer call themselves ordinary people.

"No gifts, stay on your own"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"

After the four people were leveled, they were about to report the matter of recruiting troops and collecting taxes to Emperor Shenwu. Emperor Shenwu had already spoken first:

"Four dear friends, I ask you, how is the rice production in Luzon this year? Is it enough to feed the local people?"

Zhu Cihong did not ask questions knowingly. He knew that Luzon was rich in rice, bananas and coconuts, but the specific output was not very clear.

The four of them looked at each other and bowed to the head of the Li family who had the most say in Luzon:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the rice in Luzon is harvested three times a year and the yield is very high. The colonists have to transport a large amount of rice from Luzon every year. In the past, the rice production in Luzon was enough to feed the local people for three years. This year is different. Half of the indigenous people are

If you kill it, it should be enough for five years."

Emperor Shenwu was very satisfied with this answer from the head of the Li family...

Half a month later, it was the rice harvest season in Luzon. Many fields were left behind by the colonists. This part of the rice could be transported back to Daming for disaster relief at no cost.

In addition, there are a large number of ownerless fields, which are now owned by Daming Farm, and the farm food can also be transported back to Daming...

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Very good, it will be the rice harvesting season in a while. This matter will be left to the four of you. You are responsible for finding someone to harvest, and I will pay them wages. Most of the rice will be harvested."

It needs to be transported back to the Ming Dynasty for disaster relief..."

The four people hurriedly received the order:

"My lord, I will obey your orders and will never disappoint Your Majesty."

Hearing that Emperor Shenwu wanted to pay wages to the workers, Zhang Shantang couldn't figure it out and hurriedly bowed and saluted:

"Your Majesty, there is no need to pay. They are all citizens of the Ming Dynasty. It is their sacred mission to work for the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Cixi shook his head and said:

"My ministers all have official positions, and the Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers also need to be paid. Of course, the people who work for the Ming Dynasty need wages. As long as they are obedient, the Ming Dynasty will treat them well. Go!"

"According to the order!"

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

…

Time passes quickly and the day is over in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Cihong returned to the palace after dinner. At this time, Yue Yang came up to him and said:

"Your Majesty, you have been out of the capital for more than two months, and I have prepared a gift for you."

Without waiting for Zhu Cixiang to nod, Yue Yang clapped his hands outside:

"Papa..."

After hearing the signal, two young beauties walked in slowly. They were about fifteen years old. Both of them were Malays, that is, brown people...

The weather in Luzon was hot. They only wore tulle, with beautiful and delicate faces, graceful figures, and slender legs, giving people a hazy beauty. The two came to Emperor Shenwu and bowed down:
To be continued...