Heian was still very filial. Since his father was afraid of Oda Nobunaga, he might as well cause some trouble for him. % Chinese % novel armed the Maori family and asked them to bite Oda hard. However, when his father changed his mind, he followed suit.

Hei An took the letter from Maori Mori and tilted his head for a long time.

"Ping An, what are you thinking?" the monkey asked with a smile.

"Look, this is a draft agreement signed by Oda Nobunaga. This is the letter from Mori Moto to me. There is a month and a half difference. If the time can be transferred..."

The monkey was not satisfied with his brain, and soon understood Ping'an's plan and stuck out his tongue. The people from the old Tang family were bad enough, so they first used the grass appointment to cheat Maori Yuan.

Oda Nobunaga was strong and he was unwilling to sell the interests of Japan, but the Maori family was slightly weak and participated in the battle to siege Oda Nobunaga. Once he lost, everything would be over.

At this time, he saw Oda Nobunaga receive assistance from Ming Dynasty. What would he think?

Needless to ask, the old guy must have tried his best to please the Ming Dynasty in exchange for support from the Ming court, and even offered a sky-high price to buy firearms. The letter was in Ping An's hands.

Now that Heian wants to take Oda Nobunaga, he has to sell it to him. As long as the date is changed, it will become Maori Moto and turn to the Ming Dynasty first. However, the Ming Dynasty did not agree. Instead, he has a keen eye for people and has a fancy to Oda Nobunaga. Think about whether Nobunaga will be more grateful?

And changing the date is equivalent to telling Oda Nobunaga that someone has long defected to the Ming Dynasty. You are not the first one. It is nothing to agree to a little condition.

The draft agreement that was originally agreed upon will undoubtedly be implemented faster...

The idea is very good, but how to do it?

The monkey ran to his house and mysteriously carried out an old box. After opening it, Ping'an was also shocked. There were shovels, picks, shovels, axes, hammers, and grabs. There were no more than a dozen tools, as well as flints, scars, scars, fire slips, etc. The monkey looked carefully for a long time and took out a sealed small porcelain bottle from the side, poured a little powder, spit out a little saliva, and waited for a while. He stretched out his finger and gently touched the date and signed. A magical scene appeared, and the handwriting disappeared.

"How about it, my fairy art is amazing?"

"Fart!" Ping'an cursed angrily: "You know the bullshit magic, come with the real tricks!" He poked out his two palms and pressed them on the monkey's neck.

"If you don't tell the truth, you will be punished!"

"Don't, I can't help it." The monkey said quickly. It turned out that there was a very thin old monk at the small station. When he was a child, he always played in his dilapidated temple.

One day, the old monk called him inside and took out a box and gave it to the monkey. It turned out that the old monk was born in tomb robbers in his early years. When he was old, he wanted to find a successor. The monkey was thin, flexible, smart and alert. The old monk liked it very much, but he couldn't live long and could not give his full ability to him. He could only leave the tools he had used to make a thought.

"The master said that you should remember the location of a good tomb on paper when you look for a good tomb, but you are afraid that someone will see it, so you have to apply this kind of thing, and the handwriting will disappear. When you use it, you can bake it with a fire and it will appear again."

"I see!"

Ping An snatched the small porcelain bottle and tried it several times in a row. As expected, the sad monkey jumped straight on.

"My eldest master, don't waste good things, it's important to do it!"

Ping An was still unsatisfied, "By the way, will it disappear when I write it at this time?"

"It's good to wait for the paper to dry, but if it gets wet, it will disappear. If it's roasted on fire, the two handwritings will overlap."

Ping An nodded, and when the paper was dry, carefully fill in the time again.

"His Excellency Oda Nobunaga, these are five hundred muskets. Compared with your country's iron cannons, you can verify it yourself. Also, these twenty officials hired from the Ming Dynasty. They are proficient in measuring, accounting, water conservancy, commerce, taxation, personnel, disaster relief... I believe they will double the strength of your subordinates. By the way, their salary in your country is 1,000 taels of silver per year, and they stay for up to two years!"

Two thousand taels!

The little officials present had their eyes red. They were greedy for life and might not get so much money. Two years were only 4,000 taels, which was worth it!

Oda Nobunaga doesn’t care much about silver. Who made Japan not much more money? It’s just that there is more money!

He cared more about the abilities of these people and immediately asked someone to take them down. He called all his confidants over and proved the power of the musket.

A hundred steps away, a hardwood target was set up. Gunshots rang out and gunfire filled with smoke. Three consecutive shots were shot. The Japanese warriors retreated aside. Before the smoke dissipated, they ran to the front of the target.

As a result, the hardwood targets were broken and the wood chips were everywhere. If this hit people, it would not have become mud!

The excited old servant knelt on the ground, crying and shouting. The warriors did not dare to hold the musket with their hands, but instead put them on their heads carefully, respecting them as gods.

Oda Nobunaga was so excited that he immediately ordered to build a shrine next to Honno Temple and worship muskets.

Ping An really can't understand the thinking of the Japanese. Isn't it just a gun? As for worshiping like a god, it's really a barbarian land, and there are few people!

"Oda Nobunaga, we have always treated people sincerely. This is a letter from Mori Mori to us just a few months ago. Take it!"

Heiyan threw it to Oda in a casual manner. Oda Nobunaga took it in his hand. After reading it carefully several times, he suddenly became furious and tore the letter to pieces.

"Shameless, Maori Yuan, you old bastard, I won't let you go!"

Oda Nobunaga screamed for a long time, and finally accepted the fact that Meiren does have too many choices and does not need to hang himself on a tree. Everyone is like this, so he needs to hurry up on the Ming court!

Five hundred new muskets were enough to withstand three thousand iron cannons, and Oda Nobunaga's strength doubled. What surprised him even more was that the efficiency of the officials from the Ming Dynasty was shocking.

There were only two of them who were originally a dozen people, but they could only make it clear in three days without any mistakes.

Japan was small in area and the fields were abnormal, and Oda Nobunaga had many difficulties in implementing the inspection of the land. As a result, the officials of the Ming Dynasty took a ruler to measure it and drew on paper to calculate the accurate results.

The most difficult thing for the army to fight was the food, grass and military supplies. The war in Japan was very small in the past, with tens of thousands of people in recent years. Oda Nobunaga needed hundreds of people to coordinate the food transportation work, but only three people were needed on the Ming Dynasty!

In fact, I still haven't done my best. Think about the tens of thousands of people fighting against the Japanese in the southeast, and then think about sweeping Altan. Just sending nearly 100,000 troops, hundreds of thousands of civilians, several provinces, countless workshops and workshops... It would be impossible without a strong civil servant team.

In the Ming Dynasty, they were usually ordinary, even mediocre and greedy, and when they arrived in Japan, they became the top administrative talents.

In just half a month, they prepared a need for 10,000 people to go to war.

At the same time, Oda Nobunaga's biggest opponent, Takeda Shingen, joined forces with the Hojo family's 25,000 troops to fight towards Kyoto. Oda Nobunaga's only ally, Tokugawa Ieyasu, was beaten up and hid in Hamamatsu Castle and did not dare to come out.

Takeda's army advanced along the water and land, getting closer and closer to Oda Nobunaga's nest.

The decisive battle between the two sides took place in the fourth month of Ping'an and their arrival in Japan.

In just three days, Heian had almost no feeling, and the battle ended, and Nobunaga's subordinates cheered wildly. During the battle, Nobunaga Oda suddenly sent soldiers equipped with new muskets to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop. Takeda Shingen got a lead ball and died while retreating.

Almost at the same time, Maori Moto was also dead.

The two enemies disappeared at the same time, and the once encirclement disappeared. Oda Nobunaga was ecstatic, and the world's Bubu finally took the most critical step.

Of course, he would not forget to ignore the strength of the Ming court. Those terrible muskets harvested their lives like harvesting wheat. None of the five hundred soldiers died in battle. In fact, there were thousands of enemies in their hands.

After the war, he found peace as soon as possible and asked for more weapons and more talents.

...

"The tiger father has no dog son, and the strong generals have no weak soldiers." Gao Gong laughed and praised: "Are these gold and silver used by Oda Nobunaga to buy weapons?"

"Yes, this is the first part. According to expectations, this year's trade volume between us and Japan and North Korea will exceed 20 million taels, and next year, we will strive to reach 35 million taels." Tang Yi smiled and said: "If it goes well, the south will knock on the gates of Annan, Siam, and Java. In addition to Luzon, our trade will be restored to the time before the silver crisis. And these are all held in our hands and no one can take them away!"

The dark clouds that were pressing on everyone's hearts finally drifted away. Foreign trade was prosperous, and the workshops in the southeast were re-operated, and the Ming Dynasty came back to life.

It feels really bad to be punished by someone slapping his neck. Starting this year, we will recruit more navy troops to build large ships, cast cannons, and take down Malacca.

As long as you occupy Malacca, you can enter South Asia to the west. India has a large population, almost equivalent to 600% of the Ming Dynasty. It has a huge market and abundant resources. The best thing is that the Indians are very obedient. From ancient times to the present, as long as they can gather 10,000 cavalry and capture several mountain passes in the north of India, the entire South Asian subcontinent will quickly bend their knees and hold their heads in their arms and ask for it...

"Yuan Fu, it is a good thing to knock on the door of Japan, but these gold and silver do not belong to the court, right?" Zhang Juzheng asked with thought,

"That's right, this is the property of Beiyang Company and it is now deposited into the Ming Savings Bank."

Zhao Zhenji asked in confusion: "What did Yuanfu let us see? Are you drooling?"

"Dazhou Gong, although these gold and silver cannot be misappropriated, the Ming Dynasty Savings Bank has a stable source of gold and silver, and silver dollars and bank coupons can be issued!"

The defeat of Heshengyuan was due to the lack of money, the foreign trade was broken, and people lost confidence, and the new Ming Dynasty savings bank would naturally not repeat the same mistakes.
Chapter completed!