Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Chapter 344 Stay Away from the Iron Fist of Ming Dynasty? Your Thoughts Are Dangerous!
In the corner of the cabin that was so quiet that it was almost suffocating, Huaiyuan Marquis Cao Xing carefully put the secret letter into his arms as if he was guarding a rare treasure.

He clenched his hands again and again, as if afraid that the only key information would slip through his fingers.

Cao Xing's brows were furrowed into peaks, solemnity and worry covered his face like a haze, and he paced heavily in the narrow cabin.

Every step he took seemed like he was dragging a huge rock. The heavy footsteps echoed in the silence, as if it was a countdown to fate.

It was only half a cup of tea, but it felt like several years.

Cao Xing opened his mouth slowly. His voice was deep and powerful, but it could not hide the trembling in it.

"Your Highness Prince Jin's opinion is very insightful and hits the nail on the head.

Choosing the Goto Islands as the location for the 'fake Japanese pirates' seems to have many advantages.

This place is far away from the iron-fisted control of the Ming Dynasty, and we don't have to worry about the navy's thundering raids. We can roam freely here.

However, the Ming Dynasty now strictly enforces maritime bans, suppressing maritime trade and piracy like an iron gate.

Although the Goto Islands are located in Japan, they seem to be a relaxed place for us.

But I heard that the Oda family of Japan is also eyeing this land, which is undoubtedly a sharp knife inserted into our plan, and the variables have increased dramatically."

You must know that in the tenth year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, the Oda family of Japan was still groping forward in chaos.

At this time, they were just a tiny speck of dust in the vast territory of Japan, and their influence was almost negligible.

In Owari Province, although it is a force, it is far from being a powerful existence that dominates the world.

Owari, this land is not the core lifeline of Japan.

Compared to the brilliant light of political centers such as Kyoto, and the majestic momentum of other powerful daimyo territories, its influence is as weak as a dim star.

The Oda family worked hard in Owari Province, engaged in agricultural production, and struggled in the business field.

They quietly accumulated wealth and resources, like treasure hunters groping in the dark.

At this time, the Oda family served as the guardian and had some status and power.

But we are still walking on thin ice and are subject to many constraints.

His political status is precarious, like a candle in the wind and rain.

At this time, Japan was on the eve of the Warring States Period, and the smoke of disputes in various places had quietly risen.

The Oda family faced unprecedented fierce competition and life-and-death challenges in Owari Province.

It is urgent to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly to improve its own strength.

Unfortunately, these key information, like deeply buried treasure, had no way of being known to Cao Xing.

Therefore, as soon as he finished speaking, a spark of excitement flashed across his face.

It seemed as if I saw a brief ray of hope, but it was instantly overwhelmed by an endless tide of worry.

Yao Guangxiao sat upright, his expression as solemn as an ancient statue, and his eyes as deep as a bottomless pool.

He knew that Cao Xing's concerns were not groundless, and said calmly: "Song Longmen once told me that the Goto Islands are the key hub for the cultural integration of Ming Dynasty and Japan, like an extremely solid bridge.

The people on the island have great respect for Chinese culture, and communication between them is as smooth as water.

Song Shen, the chief officer of the Palace Etiquette Department, was responsible for the etiquette of grand palace ceremonies.

Now that Song Shen has come with us here, if he can make good use of his status and talents.

It will surely lay a solid foundation for the "Overseas Employment Plan" and help him slowly climb out of the endless abyss of sadness.

It’s just that some people in the team are short-sighted and think that Song Shen is a burden. Such short-sightedness is extremely foolish.”

Cao Xing sighed, as if the sigh came from the depths of his soul, and said with a sad look: "Song Longmen died of illness in Kuizhou. He fasted for more than 20 days and finally died with hatred in his heart.

The Hidden Dragon Guards found his second son, Song Yan, the Secretary of the Central Secretariat, and his eldest grandson, Song Shen.

Now I am stranded on these five islands, and the way back home is nowhere in sight. The homeland of the Ming Dynasty can only be vaguely seen in my dreams at midnight.

Moreover, the Japanese culture and the Ming culture are like a chasm between heaven and earth, and the road to integration is full of thorns and difficulties. "Yao Guangxiao frowned, and the wrinkles seemed to be engraved with the vicissitudes of time and the heaviness of history, and his face was full of regret.

"Song Shen was a low-ranking official, but because of this, the entire Song family was demoted to Maozhou.

The impact of this case is far-reaching, like a huge rock thrown into a lake, causing endless ripples.

This shows how cruel and ruthless the political struggles during the Hongwu period were, like a dark jungle.

If you are not careful, you will be doomed.

We have to tread carefully when we act this time.

Be cautious and don’t repeat the mistakes of your predecessors.”

At this moment, the atmosphere in the cabin was as gloomy as a thousand-year-old tomb, so depressing that it made people unable to breathe.

The howling wind outside the window sounded like the wailing of a ghost, as if telling the blood, tears and vicissitudes of the past.

Cao Xing rubbed his hands anxiously, his hands seemed not his own and he had lost control of them, the confusion in his eyes was like a thick fog.

He looked up at Yao Guangxiao, his voice trembling like a broken string.

“The situation is so complicated that it is hard to untangle.

Unresolved internal disagreements are like an arrow hanging over one's head.

There are powerful external enemies all around, like vicious wolves waiting for an opportunity to strike.

There is also the problem of cultural integration, which is like a chasm lying ahead.

Can we really control this ever-changing situation? "

Yao Guangxiao's eyes were as firm as steel and his tone was as resolute as a vow.

“Everything depends on human effort!
As long as we have lofty ambitions and careful plans.

Every step is like walking on the edge of an abyss or on thin ice, but we will surely open up a brand new world in the chaos of this troubled times!

Although our differences are like thorns, we share the same goal and are looking to the future. We will surely overcome all difficulties and resolve all crises."

The two looked at each other and their eyes met.

There is a vision of the future in those eyes, like bright stars.

There is also anxiety about the present moment, like the flickering flame of a candle.

Just then, Song Yan, furious, walked in with a copy of "Water Margin" in his hand.

"Song Jiang is such a hateful fellow. It is understandable that he is eager to gain recognition and an official position from the court through amnesty in order to realize his political ambitions.

However, in the process, he did not fully consider the wishes and future of his brothers, but simply used them as tools to achieve his goals!

In order to achieve his goal of loyalty to the emperor, Song Jiang was willing to sacrifice the interests and lives of the Liangshan heroes, and even ignored their efforts for justice and freedom.

Although from the perspective of later generations, there is nothing wrong with Song Yan's words, but in the Ming Dynasty it was no less than writing anti-poetry on the wall of a restaurant.

Seeing the copy of "Water Margin" in the other party's hands, Yao Guangxiao immediately understood why Cao Xing kept talking about "staying away from the iron-fisted control of the Ming Dynasty".

"They said you two had read this book that teaches rebellion?"

Both Cao Xing and Song Yan were frightened, and the latter even threw "Water Margin" directly to the ground.

"Xian was totally unaware of this. It was Hu Hai San Ren who asked me to help translate the manuscript, and I only took a few glances at it.

I didn’t expect the plot to be so fascinating, so I just flipped through it with a critical eye.”

Yao Guangxiao sighed when he heard this, "The reason why the books that His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin gave to Daming Commercial Bookstore for publication had to be translated into Japanese was because the contents in them were all related to rebellion."

Cao Xing was somewhat confused and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Is there any hidden meaning behind the action of His Royal Highness Prince Jin?"

(End of this chapter)