The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 265 The general should accept the destiny!

When the news of victory reached Gia Dinh, Mo Zi Bu had already moved the shogunate into the royal palace in Hue.

Although this palace is much smaller than the Royal Palace of Siam and is basically only half the size of the Governor-General's Office of Guangdong and Guangxi, its significance is still very different.

In the palace, Mo Zibu sat on the throne with his horse and sword, and civil and military ministers sat on both sides.

With a wave of Wu Shixiu's hand, a group of people were brought up crying and howling.

The so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

General Mo Da, who was always calm and peaceful towards others, immediately stood up and walked over from the throne.

The old and short man standing in front was none other than Zhang Fuluan, the great enemy of General Mo.

Following behind was his eldest son Zhang Fusheng, several daughters-in-law, grandsons and granddaughters, etc.

Mo Zibu walked over personally, lifted up Zhang Fuluan's hair, took a closer look, and laughed heartily.

"Yes, it's you, Zhang Fuluan, Zhang Qinhui!"

After hearing Mo Zibu's confirmation, Chen Guangyao, Chen Guangzu and several other Chen family members rushed over and started beating and kicking him.

Zhang Fuluan and his son Zhang Fusheng were beaten so hard that they screamed in pain and could not even utter a word to beg for mercy.

Because the person who framed Chen Dading and caused him to die in prison was Zhang Fuluan's grandfather Zhang Fuyong. Later, his son harmed Mo Zibu, so they could be considered a family feud.

"You bastard, you have brought disaster to the court and harmed the people, causing the country to fall and the people to flee. Today is the day of retribution."

Of course, Mo Zibu would not mention the hatred between him and Zhang Fuluan's son Zhang Fuyue. At this time, he naturally had to start from the national interests and justice.

Zhang Fuluan had been imprisoned by Huang Wufu for several months and had long lost his former prestige. Now he was like a long-haired old dog that was about to die of hunger and cold.

He tried hard to open his eyes which were black and blue from being beaten, and after determining Mo Zibu's direction, he knocked his head directly to the ground.

"General, I still have three treasures. I only wish to spare the lives of my descendants."

Wow, even Mo Zibu was shocked!
After being tortured by Zheng’s army, this old guy vomited out valuables worth seven hundred thousand or eight hundred thousand taels of silver. Now he even has three treasures. He is really a ruthless person!

"Don't worry, General. It will be no less than one million taels." Zhang Fuluan was probably afraid that Mo Zibu would think it was too little, so he immediately made additional explanations.

Mo Zibu looked at Huang Tingti on the left in surprise, and said, "Little brother, your method won't work!"
If Li Xianwen took action, Zhang Fuluan would have to spit out even his father's thigh bone once he used the ancestral clamp.

What else could Huang Tingti do? He could only smile. The reason he was still alive after being captured in Shunzhou was that his adoptive father Huang Wufu exchanged him for Zhang Fuluan's family.

"It's not that he can't survive." Mo Zibu nodded. It was one million taels, and he believed that Zhang Fuluan could really come up with that amount.

Although Guangnan Kingdom had low taxes, Zhang Fuluan monopolized the government for seven or eight years and manipulated the government. It is said that there was so much gold that he had to move it out to dry in the sun when the weather was good. He must have had one or two million taels of silver.

Thinking of this, Mo Zibu slowly squatted down, looked at Zhang Fuluan with a bruised face, and raised a finger.

"Another five hundred thousand taels. I know you have it. An additional five hundred thousand taels, and I will leave you two descendants."

Zhang Fuluan glanced at Mo Zibu, hesitated for a long time, and then nodded.

"Hahahaha!" Mo Zibu laughed cruelly, "You bastard, you definitely have two million taels of wealth."

"Yuan Kaidao, if you come to handle this, you must torture them to extract at least two million taels of silver, not a penny less.

"In front of him, we'll start with torturing his grandchildren, so that this bastard can also taste the pain of having his family torn apart."

"Yes, sir!" Yuan Kaidao stood up happily and responded to the order. Speaking of torture, he was actually quite excited, as if the blood of his ancestors had awakened.

"No, no!" Zhang Fuluan roared in pain, and his descendants behind him burst into tears out of fear.

Mo Zibu turned around and looked at him, saying word by word: "But I, Mo Zibu, keep my word. If you hand over two million taels, I will leave you two descendants.

Whatever extra there is, I'll leave it to them, and our accounts will be settled."

"I'll pay it, I'll pay it!" Zhang Fuluan collapsed and cried out loudly.

Mo Zibu glanced at Yuan Kaidao, then turned and asked in a low voice, "Do you know how much you should ask this old thief to pay?"

Yuan Kaidao chuckled, "Just wait and see, General. If you don't have 2.2 million taels, I'll make up for it with my own money."

"Hahaha." Mo Zibu was very happy. "I just want this amount too. Anything above that is yours."

Although Yuan Kaidao did not have many military achievements, he, Liang Wenying, and Huang Zhongtong, who helped Mo Zibu contact the Tiandihui and the White Lotus Sect on the mainland, were among the people Mo Zibu trusted most.

The future commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard will definitely be chosen from among these people.

Yuan Kaidao was overjoyed when he heard this, and couldn't help moving his hands and feet, as if the white silver was waving to him.

Huang Tingti looked at the two people who were whispering in front of him in astonishment, as if he was looking at an evil ghost from hell. He suddenly felt that the evil people he had seen before seemed to be nothing.

Chen Guangzu reluctantly leaned forward and whispered, "General, do we really want to leave him with two grandsons? We must root out the problem!"

Mo Zibu looked at Chen Guangzu strangely, "Cousin, who said you left him two grandsons? Aren't granddaughters descendants?"

Chen Guangzu was also stunned. After a while, his eyes flashed with admiration.

Mo Zibu pulled Wu Shixiu over again and said, "Complete the statistics of military merits as soon as possible. Keep all of Zhang Fuluan's daughters, nieces, daughters-in-law, granddaughters, and granddaughters-in-law. As long as they are under 30 years old, they will all be rewarded to meritorious officials."

Sons, grandsons, nephews, and great-nephews, no matter how old or young, all will be killed!"

Huang Tingti was convinced and almost knelt down to Mo Zibu on the spot. He felt that this was the true king.

He has meticulous thinking, quick reactions, diverse methods, is ruthless and vicious enough, and can win people's hearts.

Compared to him, King Jingdu Zheng Sen is nothing but a nobody!
This made Huang Tingti think of Le Loi, the founding emperor of the Le family. The Le Loi recorded in the secret history was very similar to the person in front of him.

The second day of the second month in the thirty-eighth year of Qianlong's reign.

Mo Zi Bu held a grand memorial service in Hue for Nguyen Phuc Thuan, Nguyen Phuc Duong and others who had lost their lives.

He also collected the remains of Nguyen Phuoc Duong and other murdered members of the Nguyen clan, and announced that he would build a tomb for Nguyen Phuoc Thuan.

Afterwards, amid the angry curses of the crowd, Zhang Fuluan, Zhang Fusheng and his son, as well as Nguyen Van Yue and other Tây Sơn generals who were captured in Thang Hoa Prefecture, were escorted up.

At the signal of Mo Zibu, the military commander Wu Shixiu read out the charges against Zhang Fuluan and his son, as well as Ruan Wenyue, in public.

Among them, Zhang Fuluan was sentenced to death by slow slicing, Zhang Fusheng and Ruan Wenyue were beheaded, and the rest of the Tây Sơn criminals were sentenced to beheading.

Zhang Fuluan looked at Mo Zibu and howled with resentment.

Because just before he was taken to the execution ground, his nephews, grandsons, and great-nephews had all been secretly executed.

He also understood what Mo Zibu meant by leaving him two granddaughters. In fact, he left him more than two, but six. However, all of them were given away like goods.

Afterwards, there was a grand military parade. Representatives of 15,000 soldiers from the Xingtang Army's one guard, two towns, and ten regiments, as well as the elite Chinese volunteers and even some civilian laborers who had made great contributions, were all arranged to participate.

In front of the remaining 200-odd members of the Guangnan royal family, civil and military officials, and high-ranking officials in Beijing and Han, the elite soldiers of the Xing Tang Army, led by 200 European-style hussars.

They wore tall bearskin hats, were covered with decorations, wore European-style slanted waistcoats, had sabers and pistols hanging from their waists, and held Queen Anne's cavalry carbines in their hands. They marched in unison with their horses.

Following them came three thousand elite infantrymen, wearing vermilion lacquered helmets with the word "Yong" on them, short battle uniforms, white trousers, crocodile leather boots, and holding brown Bess 1765 long-barreled flintlock rifles, with bayonets shining in the sun.

The entire infantry formation moved in a very orderly manner, with thousands of people moving as if they were one. The jungle of glittering bayonets would frighten even the veterans who had survived hundreds of battles.

Finally, it was the artillery team. The appearance of sixty-five eight-pound field guns immediately made all the Guangnan "old men" gasp in surprise.

Humph, let alone them, even if Agui and Fukang'an came, they would gasp.

This number of artillery pieces was absolutely high even in the Qing Dynasty.

When the army arrived at Mo Zibu's stage, he extended his left hand to signal, and the officers and soldiers immediately saluted and shouted "Recover the Mountains and Rivers" three times.

Mo Zibu changed his right hand to signal, and the officers and soldiers shouted "Restore Tang and Succeed Han" three times.

The orderly rumbling footsteps and the cheers that shook the roof tiles shocked everyone again.

This kind of shock is not the kind of shock caused by something terrible, but an irresistible and indescribable feeling of unity that is coming unstoppably.

‘Boom boom boom! ’

On the Hong Kong River, the twenty-six thirty-six-pound guns of the HMS Loyalty fired a salute, as if telling everyone present that in addition to the army, the Xing Tang Army also had an even more invincible navy.

"Brother, please move to the royal city. I want to reward the warriors who drove out the evil bandits from the Northern River and protected our country."

Mo Zibu said to Chen Taili with a gentle smile, then looked at the old people around him, "Everyone, please come and watch the ceremony together!"

Chen Taili felt his legs were a little weak. After thinking about it, he knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"The great general drove out the northern invaders, punished the people and punished the criminals. Now that the Nguyen family is left without a leader, please shoulder the heavy responsibility and protect the country and the people!"

Chen Taili knelt down, and the guys who were frightened by Mo Zibu's eyes came to their senses one after another, and even the clan members of the Ruan family started shouting.

"Mr. Chen is absolutely right. The general should accept the mandate of heaven!"

"Hey!" Mo Zibu's face turned serious and he said accusingly, "The Ruan family still has the sixth prince, Zhuo, so how can you say there is no one else?"

"And I raised the army to drive out the northern invaders in order to serve the king and save the people. If you say that, won't you make the world think that I am a person with ambitions? Don't mention it again!"

Some people wanted to persuade them further, but Chen Taili was very familiar with the procedure and immediately took the lead and stood up.

"The General is truly a model of loyalty and righteousness! Since there are still members of the Nguyen clan, please ask them to go north. I can tell whether the Mandate of Heaven still exists."

Yes, Not Bad!

Mo Zibu narrowed his eyes and nodded with satisfaction when he heard Chen Taili, who was very experienced and called himself an old minister, say this.

The image of loyalty and righteousness has been built for so long, and in the future we will have to rely on this halo to defend the Chinese and the barbarians in Annan and restore order.

Now it’s just the last step, so it’s better to see it through to the end.

At this time, others also realized that what the general liked was the legendary three refusal and three decline!
This thing hasn't been seen in Annan for a long time since the Chen family destroyed the country.

It’s... quite, um, how should I put it, quite formal and polite.

(End of this chapter)