Chapter 250 Our Black Zhongxian Monthly Pass
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The phone call between the Duke of Wellington and Zhuge Weijiu was well-organized. This phone call was equivalent to the hotline number between the leaders of Great Britain and Ming Dynasty.
Although Zhuge Weijiu is no longer the right prime minister of the Ming Empire, he is still the leader of the Zhuge family, and the Zhuge family is still a powerful family in the Ming Dynasty's political arena, and is the "deep state" that can truly determine the national policies of the Ming Dynasty.
Through this hotline call, both parties have figured out the other party's current bottom line.
The bottom line of the British Empire is that the Ming Dynasty cannot attack the Malay Peninsula. The Malacca Strait must be under the joint control of the British and the Ming Dynasty. If the Ming Dynasty dares to attack the Malay Peninsula and dare to move the Temasek Fortress, then the British Empire will have to fight a full-scale war with the Ming Dynasty.
war.
The bottom line of Ming Dynasty is that Britain cannot block the Strait of Malacca. If Britain dares to block it, Ming Dynasty will launch an attack on the Malay Peninsula! In fact, this has been the bottom line since Ming Dynasty and Britain signed the "Treaty of Joint Development of Malacca" - the reason why Ming Dynasty did not recover
Malacca, firstly, the Ming Dynasty was inferior to the British in terms of sailing ship technology at that time; secondly, the British fully ensured that the Ming Empire could obtain benefits through trade with Europe, India, and Central Asia.
Of course, Great Britain was also a beneficiary of the trade activities between the Ming Dynasty and the West at that time and for many years after that, and they made a lot of profits - they not only acted as second-rate dealers, but also copied many advanced technologies from the Ming Dynasty.
The British Empire's industry can lead Europe. Part of the reason is that European capital and talents continue to flow into Britain due to the turbulent situation on the European continent; another part of the reason is the second-hand technology passed down from the Ming Dynasty. Without the influx of technology from the Ming Dynasty, they would not be able to
In the late 1820s, it was able to play with advanced equipment such as "dreadnoughts" (hero ships). From this perspective, Britain was actually a beneficiary of the rise of the Ming Dynasty.
There are many other countries that have also benefited from the rise of the Ming Dynasty. For example, Mao Zi, who is currently squatting in trench warfare on the battlefield of Adrianople, has enjoyed the trench warfare treatment of World War I ninety years in advance. How can we thank Ming Dynasty for this?
The United States, which may never be able to see the west coast of the United States, has also been a beneficiary of the rise of the Ming Dynasty until now, because the current large-scale ships are fast and stable, and the fares are cheap. It is much easier to travel from Europe to the United States than before, so the United States
The population grew rapidly, with hundreds of thousands of Europeans becoming Americans every year.
In addition, black uncles and aunts in black Africa have also benefited from the rise of the Ming Dynasty! And their benefits are reflected in two aspects. One is in West Africa - traveling from West Africa to the United States by sailing ship was inefficient and dangerous.
Nowadays, if you take a ship, you can load a lot in one ship! It’s fast and safe, but it’s already a bit expensive.
And the second place that can reflect the black uncles' benefit from the rise of the Ming Dynasty is Muscat, the capital of the Sultanate of Oman!
The black M here is really expensive!
On October 5, the ninth year of Taiping, when the Persian Gulf Fleet of the Ming Dynasty sailed into the Gulf of Oman and appeared outside the "Father-in-law Pier" in Muscat, among the dignitaries who greeted the Chinese fleet on the pier,
The most noble-looking person was not Sultan Sultan of the Sultanate of Oman, but an elderly black man whose hair had completely turned white.
Although this old black man was old, he was in excellent spirits. He looked at the Ming Dynasty fleet on the sea with piercing eyes. He wore a red flying fish suit and sat on a huanghuali bed with a golden sword.
On the armchair, he was still holding a whisk in his hand.
Behind him there was a young black man wearing a Ming Dynasty eunuch uniform, holding a red umbrella for him to block the hot Muscat sun.
Around the old black man, there were ten or twenty other elderly black men also wearing Feiyu uniforms and holding fly whisks in their hands. They all smiled and looked at the Ming Dynasty fleet on the sea.
A little further away, there is a group of white-skinned "Ming Dynasty warriors" - they look a bit like Jinyiwei at first glance, but if you look closely, they are a bit different. Everyone wears Ming Dynasty-style warrior robes, and headscarves.
Wearing a hat, with an imitation embroidered spring knife and a shell gun slung around his waist, he stood there with his chest raised and his belly raised.
Just look at this scene and you will know how valuable the lives of these old black people are!
Outside the half-circle formed by these "Ming Dynasty warriors" who protect the old black people, there are Omani nobles wearing Arab robes and a piece of cloth on their heads. The current Sultan Sultan of Oman is also among them. He is a four-year-old man.
A middle-aged Arab in his teens, tall and thin, with dark skin, a very neatly trimmed beard, a hooked nose, sunken eye sockets, and a somewhat fierce gaze. There is also a chair behind him.
, but he did not sit on it, but stood up and looked at the huge fleet composed of dozens of large and small battleships and transport ships on the sea with a worried expression.
After watching for a while, he finally lost his composure and walked quickly towards the old black man who was sitting steadily. The guards guarding the old black people all knew Sudan, so they did not stop him and allowed him to walk to the "black man" who was sitting steadily.
"Master".
The "Black Master" did not stand up to greet him. He just glanced at Sultan and spoke in authentic Beijing dialect: "Sultan, don't worry. The Ming Dynasty's fleet stationed in the Persian Gulf will only benefit your family.
There’s no harm in it.”
"Eunuch," Sultan spoke in Chinese, "It's not that I don't worry about China, but I'm worried about the British Empire. After all, the Indian Ocean is the sphere of influence of the British Empire. The Chinese fleet is there, and of course we in Oman are not afraid, but the Chinese fleet is impossible
It’s always there.”
"Haha," the "Black Master" said with a smile, "The Queen Mother has already sent a telegram to our family. She told our family that the Chinese fleet will not leave after it arrives, and will establish a military base in the Persian Gulf in the future!"
"Not leaving? Military base?"
Sultan Sultan was even more worried now. Of course he was not worried about the Ming Dynasty coming to colonize Oman. The Ming Dynasty would not do this! Moreover, his family had wanted to be a vassal of the Ming Dynasty since 80 years ago, and paid tribute to the Ming Dynasty as black eunuchs every year.
The rewards were taken mercilessly, and many old black eunuchs would bring their savings to Muscat for retirement, bringing prosperity and prosperity to Muscat. However, the matter of becoming the Ming Dynasty was a matter of course.
nothing!
What Sultan is really worried about is that his country will become a battlefield between Great Britain and Ming Dynasty!
"Master Hei" glanced at Sudan from the corner of his eye and said with a smile: "Sudan, don't be afraid, because fear is useless. You have to stand in line! If you stand in the right line, you have everything! If you stand in the wrong line, hehehehe
"
Sultan Sultan trembled when he heard the old eunuch's creepy laughter.
"Is that Muscat?"
In the bridge of the battleship Tang Wang, Zhuge Weidao was looking at the ports and cities in the distance and asking questions to himself.
He asked this question because the city in front of him had too many Chinese-style mansions and compounds with white walls and black tiles, and he could also see Taoist temples, temples and other buildings standing together with Tianfang Temple of Tianfang Sect.
"Yes, that's Muscat, the capital of Oman. It looks a bit like our city in the Ming Dynasty, right? It's also a bit quaint." The one who answered him was Fleet Deputy Admiral Li Chenghui, "By the way, the current Chief of Ceremonies, Bing
Eunuch Hei, the adopted father of Eunuch Bi, Hei Xuanfeng, and Eunuch Hei Zhongxian, the former Eunuch and Eunuch, is now living in seclusion here! Eunuch Hei is a confidant of the Queen Mother, and Dao Ziqian seems to be quite familiar with him."
Zhuge Weidao nodded: "Yes, the empress dowager, who is very familiar with her, gave the black father-in-law some good things, and the black whirlwind also had something to honor his adoptive father, so he asked me to stop by."
Li Chenghui smiled and said: "This is easy to handle. I heard that this Black Zhongxian is quite powerful in Oman. Even the Sultan dare not offend him. He will help us to open a guard office in the Persian Gulf."
It shouldn’t be too difficult for me.”
Is there power in Oman? Zhuge Weidao looked at the cityscape of Muscat again, nodded, and seemed to understand something.
Chapter completed!