The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 138 Waiting for Qianlong to be slapped in the face

Do you think Jiang Liuxing is happy to see Li Yulong go out to sea?
Not at all!
Jiang Liuxing has always been responsible for making money and gathering information for Li Shiyao. How could he be willing to have a stupid person who he can't do anything about interfere?

So Jiang Liuxing smoothly went from being a little anxious just now to suddenly becoming indifferent.

If Mo Zibu really had detailed and explosive news, Jiang Liuxing would have hoped that Li Yulong would mess things up and then have him clean up the mess.

Ou Tianci was an experienced man. When he saw Jiang Liuxing's attitude suddenly turn cold, he immediately took back what he was about to say and stood by and watched for the time being.

Li Shiyao did have the ability to prevent the Hexian sails from entering Guangzhou, but this was not easy. It involved too many things. Even the Governor-General of Guangdong and Guangxi could not do it with just a word, especially since it had to be done by an old servant.

It is okay to be angry for a beautiful woman, but it is useless to be angry for an old slave.

Unless the Hexian Ou family deliberately wanted to slap Li Shiyao in the face, but judging from Mo Zibu's abnormal attitude, it is obvious that Mo Zibu is very sensible and he is not going to do so.

However, when everyone thought they were about to reach a stalemate, Jiang Liuxing and Ou Tianci underestimated Li Yulong, a close confidant of a provincial governor.

Although Li Yulong did not see the tacit glance between Ou Tianci and Jiang Liuxing just now, he knew very well what he was here for.

The reason he was so arrogant just now was actually because he didn't have much experience going out, and the sense of superiority of being an Eight Banners uncle was at work in his mind.

Whenever the lines on Li Yulong's forehead glowed faintly, he would look like this not only when facing barbaric chieftains like Ou Tianci, but also when facing Han officials and generals on the mainland.

But when he remembered his mission, Li Yulong was still able to save his dignity. After all, he was just a servant, so there was no need for so many requirements.

Of course, there was another problem, which was that Mo Zibu's aura intimidated him.

Although it was not uncommon for Emperor Qianlong to praise the ministers who died for their country in the late Ming Dynasty, it was not something that everyone knew.

If you are not in the officialdom and do not hold an official position above Baili Hou, it is difficult to know and pay attention to these things.

Mo Zibu, who was in the Southern Wilderness, seemed to be very familiar with the politics of the imperial court. Li Yulong couldn't help but be careful, lest this guy had other tricks up his sleeve.

So, this old servant who was deeply immersed in the slavery suddenly changed his face and said, "Boy, you are playing the arrogant trick on me.

It just so happens that although I am not the prime minister, I have always been by the prime minister's side for a long time, so I have more than enough time for a young man like you.

"Tell me now, where did these thieves who are harassing my southern border come from? Tell me clearly, and I'll report you to Li Zhitai, the Governor-General of Guangdong and Guangxi, or even to His Majesty, and have your family of the Zun family perform a meritorious service."

Mo Zibu also decided to quit while he was ahead. If Li Yulong was an ignorant person, that would be fine. He would rather deal with someone as smart and powerful as Jiang Liuxing.

But Li Yulong is not a fool, so it’s okay to establish a connection.

He now has only 2,000 soldiers, so he naturally needs to fool the Qing Dynasty when necessary, paralyze it when necessary, and even try to please it at certain times.

After a moment of hesitation, Mo Zibu pretended to be very worried about the Qing Dynasty and said seriously:
“The so-called Burmese are not native to southern China, but are descended from the ancient Qiang people who migrated south from Gansu and Qinghai.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, they were dependent on Nanzhao. Later, Gao Pian, the Prince of Bohai County of the Tang Dynasty, defeated Nanzhao at Dadu River. This ancient Qiang people fought poorly and were afraid of punishment from the King of Nanzhao, so they gathered their remaining troops and fled south, thus becoming the current Burmese.

The current Burmese king is named Meng Bo, who is said to be a descendant of Meng Huo, a nobleman in the south. He is respected in the country as Xin Xin Pyu, which means the White Elephant King.

May I ask, Angel, when you set out, did the Emperor of Beijing order the Siamese troops to encircle the city, or did he order the King of Siam to seize the opportunity to capture the Burmese King who had entered Siam?

Li Yulong glanced at Mo Zibu and asked in surprise, "How did you know the emperor had such an order? Does it make any difference?"

Now not only Li Yulong was confused and uncertain, but even Ou Tianci and Jiang Liuxing were very surprised.

Mo Zibu didn't keep the question in suspense and answered directly: "Fucha Zhitai was urgently transferred from Yili to Yunnan and has no idea about the situation of the Burmese army.

The battle reports of Yang Yingju and other criminals are likely to be regarded by the current emperor as deliberately exaggerating the enemy's forces in order to mitigate their guilt.

Therefore, it would be better if the current emperor ordered Siam to attack from both sides, at least it would prove that he takes it seriously.

If we only ask the King of Siam to pay attention to the search, that would be bad. The Emperor must think that Governor Fucha can wipe out the country after arriving in Yunnan."

"Can't we just wipe out the enemy? Governor Fucha has mobilized the nation's elite troops, with thousands of Eight Banners soldiers alone, and they still can't defeat these little Burmese."

Jiang Liuxing became more and more panicked as he listened, and asked quickly, because if the Burmese could not be appeased this time, the Thirteen Hongs, which bore most of the military expenses, would not be able to bear it.

"It can't be swept!" Mo Zibu replied very confidently: "King Baixiang and his father Alangpaya are rare wise rulers in southern China. Myanmar has four million people and a vast territory, at least as large as three Zhili provinces.

After two generations of accumulation, the Burmese army had about 60,000 people, including at least 15,000 musketeers, all of whom were equipped with Thai-style spontaneous-fire muskets and more than 50 cannons pulled by horses and mules.

Even if the imperial court wanted to fight, it would be impossible to capture the city easily without 50,000 elite soldiers and years of preparation."

"What? Myanmar is so powerful!

Oh no! Governor Fucha had already written to Your Majesty, saying that we could quickly defeat the Burmese with only 20,000 troops.

"Master Mo Wu, is this information true? During the reigns of Liu Zao and Yang Yingju, weren't the Burmese at most ten thousand soldiers?"

Li Yulong's face changed in shock. Not only did he call Mo Zibu "Mr. Mo Wu," he even mentioned Mingrui's memorial to the emperor. Fifteen thousand flintlock musketeers were a formidable force, even for the Qing.

"Ah?" Mo Zibu also cried out in mock horror:

"Those days were different from today. Back then, the main force of the Burmese army was still besieging the Siamese capital, and the troops on the Yunnan border were just local troops. Now that Siam has been destroyed, the main force of the Burmese army has already moved north."

Ou Tianci also pretended to be extremely anxious. "Angel, my son led a fleet to harass the Burmese heartland two years ago and rescued hundreds of captured Westerners. In all of Southeast Asia, no one knows the Burmese army better than him."

Li Yulong looked at Jiang Liuxing in shock. Jiang Liuxing nodded quickly, "This is indeed true. Master Mo Wu did capture the Burmese city."

"That's troublesome. Fucha Zhitai is the emperor's beloved daughter, and he is accompanied by 600 elite soldiers. We can't let him get away with anything!

Let's go, Chen Zhongcheng and Jiang Liuxing, let's hurry back to Guangzhou and report this news to the Governor."

Although Li Yulong was a slave, he was born into a Han army banner family.

In this era when Emperor Qianlong forced Han army bannermen to leave the banner and become civilians, and even the descendants of Zheng Keshuang could not keep their status, the fact that he could stay safely in the Han army banner was enough to prove that his ancestors were old traitors and were now a member of the ruling class.

Therefore, Li Yulong was very politically sensitive. He immediately realized that if something happened to Fu Cha Mingrui, it would be a earth-shattering event.

"Lord Ou, please send someone to accompany us back to Guangzhou. If the situation is true, it will be a great achievement." At this point, Li Yulong could also start to win over the people in a proper manner.

Mo Zibu grabbed Li Yulong's hand. He had already expressed his tough attitude just now without damaging his reputation as a loyal minister. Now he had to be more humble.

After all, the current Mo Zibu still needs the Qing Dynasty very much. Even a little bit of help from the Qing Dynasty will be enough for Mo Zibu to become bigger and stronger.

"It's probably too late. If I were Governor Fucha, the best time to attack the Burmese would be now when the weather turns cooler. The army may have already been dispatched.

If I were an angel, I could ask Mr. Jiang to return first and report the urgent military situation to the governor. The angel would wait for a while while I gather all the facts for future reference."

"In preparation for the future?" Li Yulong had political sensitivity, but his ability was too poor to have any idea of what the future would be like.

"May I ask the angel, if Governor Fucha is defeated again, or even dies in battle, who can clean up this situation?" Mo Zibu asked loudly, not giving Li Yulong time to react.

Li Yulong's ability was mediocre to begin with, and when he was asked loudly, his mind became a mess. He was so anxious that he scratched his head and could not answer.

"There are only two options. If the current emperor doesn't want to fight anymore and is willing to admit defeat, he will most likely dispatch a capable official closest to Yunnan and Guizhou to stabilize the situation.

If the current emperor still wants to fight and Mingrui has been defeated, then only Fucha Fuheng, the first-class meritorious official of the current dynasty, can take action.

Fuheng is already old and has served in the north for a long time. He also needs a capable minister who is familiar with the local area to help him raise food and supplies for the army.

The words were so clear that Li Yulong also knew what it meant. Who else could this capable minister who was familiar with the local area be other than his master Li Shiyao.

Li Yulong was really panicked when he thought that Li Shiyao might fall into this bottomless pit.

Jiang Liuxing was also panicked, but his ability was much higher than Li Yulong. After forcing himself to calm down, this wealthy businessman from Southeast Asia suddenly looked at Mo Zibu.

He now knew what Mo Zibu was trying to do by first establishing his persona and then acting like he knew everything and was full of clever ideas.

The Ou family was not satisfied with the small credit of collecting intelligence, they wanted to take a big credit.

"The Fifth Young Master is the most knowledgeable person in Nanyang about Burma. He is also very resourceful and must have a way to crack it."

"Yes, Fifth Young Master, please tell us quickly if you have any good ideas. This is a good opportunity to make a contribution. If you can solve the emperor's problem, you will be rich and powerful." Li Yulong also said quickly.

Mo Zibu stamped his feet fiercely as if he had made up his mind, "Angel, Lord Jiang, although Siam has been destroyed, there are still loyal ministers who are raising troops to resist.

Jiayue is supported by the people of Siam and has 30,000 elite soldiers. Although Ha Tien is from Mingxiang, he has always moved south from the mainland. As long as the court is willing to recruit, the Ou family is also willing to mobilize the entire country's troops.

If the imperial army of 30,000 to 50,000 were to attack from both sides, even the White Elephant King, despite his extraordinary talent, would not be able to withstand it."

Li Yulong and Jiang Liuxing looked at each other. Li Yulong wisely did not say anything, because what Mo Zibu wanted was far beyond his intelligence limit, and he didn't know how to answer.

Jiang Liuxing took a deep breath. If he really wanted these local tyrants from the south to send out 30,000 or 50,000 troops, he would definitely not be able to get rid of them with ordinary rewards.

What Mr. Mo Wu wants is definitely the title bestowed upon He Xian and his father-in-law Zheng Guoying.

"This matter is of great importance. For now, Fifth Young Master, please first present the true situation of Myanmar and select a few capable officials to return to Guangzhou with us. After we report to the Governor, we can make a decision."

"Of course. I can be ready in a day at most."

Mo Zibu knew that Man Qing had not started to feel any pain yet, and they would never agree to such a thing. There was no rush, he could just wait slowly.

When top Manchu warriors like Mingrui and Guanyinbao die in battle and Qianlong's face is swollen from being beaten by the Burmese, they will know the role of Mo Zibu.

(End of this chapter)