The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 735: Exile is still good
To the west of Xingang City, in the Golden Lion Square next to the port, stands a tall six-story building made of reinforced concrete.

This building is not built with Chinese-style flying eaves and brackets, but is similar to a Western-style bastion, or in other words, it is a bastion.

Above the fortress, a yellow round dragon flag flutters, highlighting the extraordinary nature of this building.

Because even though the Dayu royal family rarely used the round dragon flag to represent themselves and preferred the sun and moon flag, not just anyone could use the round dragon flag.

Under the yellow round dragon flag, there are many figures. Even in this Nanyang where everyone is armed with a gun, the guards holding rifles looming on the top of the building are still very eye-catching.

The four simple characters "Fuxing Company" written on the huge plaque at the gate show the world in a plain and unpretentious way how complicated its origin is.

After fifteen years of development, the Fuxing Company founded by Emperor Mo Zi Bu in Nanyang has grown into a behemoth.

Its subsidiaries, including Fuxing Coal and Iron Company, Fuxing Steam Company, Fuxing Pharmaceutical Company, Fuxing Rubber Company, Fuxing Royal Design Institute, Fuxing Royal Science Foundation, etc., are all the largest in the country in this industry, no, they should be the largest in the world.

It has also dabbled in many other industries. Even the current expansion of Dayu in North America is being handled by Fuxing Company. The Fuxing North American Development Fleet is the only private armed force that does not belong to the country.

It can also be said that, except for the lack of monopoly rights, Fuxing Company is the resurrection of the Shaofu of the Qin and Han Dynasties in Dayu.

However, today, the senior executives of the Nanyang branch of Fuxing Company, who used to shake the business world with just a stomp of their feet in Nanyang, are now as depressed as if they have lost their parents, without any trace of their former high spirits.

The fourth prince, Prince of Wanxiang, Mo Zhouzhe, sat at the very top. He looked at the high-ranking officials below and couldn't help but sneer.

Minor corruption and bribery are fine. Using Fuxing Company to profit for oneself and outsourcing the company's business to one's own company is also tolerable.

However, they were frantically recruiting all their relatives into the company, controlling all departments, pretending to obey but actually disobeying their orders. Even the president who was parachuted in from the Fuxing company's headquarters could be squeezed out by them. That was a big problem.

Not to mention. Mo Zhouzhe stared at the man in the front wearing a purple brocade robe, and slowly stood up, his tone neither fast nor slow, with a strong murderous intent.

"Fourth Uncle, I heard you wanted to take over the Xingang Wharf. I also heard you called yourself the Pillar of the South China Sea. I think you want to die!"

Mo Zhouzhe is like this, he speaks very directly and can get away with it with anyone.

The purple-robed Fourth Uncle was shocked. He didn't expect Mo Zhouzhe's words to be so harsh. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Zhouzhe in shock. He stammered for a long time before speaking in a somewhat guilty voice:
"Fourth brother, I'm your uncle. My last name is Mo. When your family moved south, Emperor Huizu built a fake tomb for himself, but I was responsible for taking care of it."

The fourth uncle in purple robe was born in the small branch of the Mo family in Haikang, Leizhou. At that time, Mo Zibu's grandfather Mo Jiu was unwilling to shave his head and change his clothes to flee to Southeast Asia, so he built a fake grave for himself and faked his death to escape. It was indeed thanks to the fourth uncle's ancestors for three generations who took care of this fake grave.

Mo Zhouzhe looked at him coldly, his face suddenly filled with hatred, "Yes, you are my fourth uncle, your last name is Mo.

But even someone like you, Mo, doesn't take this country seriously, so the Fuxing Nanyang Company has fallen to such a state of disrepair!"

With a ding-dong sound, Mo Zhouzhe took out a long dagger from his waist and threw it to the ground, then turned around and walked a few steps away.

"Fourth Uncle, please commit suicide. Your title will be demoted to General Guardian of the Nation and your son will inherit it."

Fourth Uncle in Purple Robe suddenly lost all his strength. He howled miserably, collapsed to the ground and burst into tears. He cried for several minutes before he raised his head unwillingly.

"Fourth brother, is this His Majesty's intention, or yours?"

Mo Zhouzhe still didn't look back. This fourth-born prince had a tough and ruthless character, much like a split personality of Emperor Mo.

"Fourth Uncle, it makes no difference. Even if it's my will, you must die. If you can do it with dignity, then your descendants can still do it with dignity. If you can't do it with dignity, then don't blame your nephew for being ruthless!"

"Fourth brother, fourth uncle still hasn't had breakfast. We can't just starve to death!" Fourth uncle in purple robe wanted to delay time. Although he knew that he was probably doomed, he just didn't want to accept it and didn't want to die.

Mo Zhouzhe then turned around. I don't know when he prepared it, but he suddenly took out a piece of dried banana from his pocket, threw it on the ground, and said with disgust:
"Fourth Uncle, you really don't seem like a member of our Mo family. It's really embarrassing that you are so bold and timid!"

The face of the fourth uncle in purple robe suddenly turned red. He picked up the dagger tremblingly, screamed wildly, and stabbed his neck fiercely.

With a "splash", blood spurted out. The purple-robed Fourth Uncle screamed and loosened his hands. The severe pain made him dare not continue to use the knife. He just lay on the ground, gasping for breath, spitting blood foam and groaning.

Mo Zhouzhe waved his hand, and a Jinyiwei who was also from the Mo family stepped forward, swung a knife, and chopped off the head of the fourth uncle in purple robe, which was equivalent to helping him to intervene.

Seeing that the CEO had died on the spot, the senior executives of Fuxing Company in the room burst into tears. Everyone understood that their own fate would not be much better.

Mo Zhouzhe sat down in the room where the floor was covered in blood, holding a list in his hand. Every time he read a name, a Jinyiwei would come up and take the person away.

Only when only about half of the people were left in the room did Mo Zhouzhe say, "I won't let the people from the Criminal Law Department take you away, because your crimes aren't that serious, and I believe you won't be able to survive the methods used by the Criminal Law Department.

Therefore, everyone I am about to name needs to confess their crimes and return all the embezzled money. Only then can I show some mercy."

After that, another team of Jinyiwei came forward and took people away one by one. After that, only half of the people were left in the room, which was a quarter of the original number.

Only then did Mo Zhouzhe's expression ease. He took a sip of tea and waited until the people below were frightened out of their wits before he said, "You still have some conscience. Although you have committed various minor crimes such as corruption and bribery, you have not completely betrayed the grace of the emperor.

Therefore, I will offer you a chance to live. Anyone who can cooperate with the Experience Department to complete the screening, proofreading, and re-creation of the account books will have their crime reduced by one level."

The remaining quarter of the people finally felt relieved and kowtowed repeatedly to thank the king for not killing them.

Auditors from the Jinyiwei Experience Department also began to enter the scene. They wanted to clean up all the account books of the Nanyang branch of Fuxing Company over the past four years.

Mo Zhouzhe stood up and gave the Jinyiwei Experience Officer a gesture to get down to work.

In the past four years, Uncle Mo, who was dressed in purple, had led his subordinates to embezzle a large amount of public funds. This must be dug out thoroughly. Not only must all the stolen money be recovered, but all their property must also be confiscated.

As for the fourth uncle's title, it is true that his sons can inherit it by downgrading it, but it does not say that all six of his sons can survive.

Mo Zhouzhe knew that his father, Emperor Mo Zibu, was only planning to choose the son who was least favored by his fourth uncle to inherit his title and then go to guard the tomb of Emperor Huizu Yuan.

The people in the Jinyiwei Experience Department quickly adapted to their roles, as this was now the norm. Under Mo Zibu, the Silijian, Jinyiwei, the Imperial Academy, and the Fuxing Company all had audit departments, which conducted cross-audits every three years.
If there is a problem with someone, for example, if there is a problem with the Jinyiwei, then the Silijian of the inner court will audit it. If there is a problem with Fuxing Company, then the Jinyiwei will audit it. If there is a problem with the Silijian, then the Hanlin Academy of the inner court will audit it.

As for the Imperial Academy in the inner court, it is a low-paying office and does not need to be audited even if problems occur. They are simply not capable of reaching that level.

And this is just the standard procedure. Sometimes, in order to avoid officials protecting each other, Mo Zibu does not necessarily follow this convention. For example, this time, Mo Zibu really wanted to let the Imperial Academy of the Inner Court review it.

Mo Zhouzhe left only after seeing the Jinyiwei's experience officer enter. He locked the door to Fuxing Company behind him and tossed the key to the Lieutenant General of the Xingang Town Army in Xinglong Province. "Seal this place off immediately. Unless the Experience Officer Zhou personally requests the door be opened, not a single fly will be allowed out."

Outside the gate of Fuxing Company, in addition to the garrison troops of Xingang Town, there were 300 vassal soldiers of Lin Tonghuo, the governor of Wanlong, Nanji Province, 300 vassal soldiers of Ma Jin, the governor of Jinshi, and 2,000 garrison troops of Hongxing Town, Nanji Province.

Mo Zhouzhe also took out a list and handed it to the officers below, "Arrest according to the list. Everyone must be arrested and brought to justice."

. . . .

At the dock, yesterday's strike is still going on. Almost all dock workers at all the docks managed by Haishan Company are demanding a hike in handling fees.

Luo Er of Haishan Company also knew that someone must be behind this. He sent someone to report the case to the Xingang government office, and at the same time summoned dozens of thugs from Haishan Company to fight with those who instigated it behind the scenes.

The eight gangster gangs behind the docks who instigated the attack were of course well prepared. They had booked more than a dozen restaurants near the docks, and two or three hundred thugs were ready to go, armed with knives and sticks.

Well, they didn't dare to use guns, because although guns were not banned in Nanyang, the sudden appearance of hundreds of muskets would be no different from a rebellion. So when the underworld made trouble, at most they would use knives, and half of them would use sticks, and very few would dare to use guns.

Luo Er was sweating profusely, and some of the thugs behind him were also feeling uneasy. Luo Er knew that the matter was serious, so he could only keep rewarding and making wishes, as well as relying on loyalty to stabilize people's hearts.

At this moment, a horn sounded throughout the dock.

Luo Er, who understood what the horn sound represented, immediately let out a long breath, and the gray color on his face quickly turned rosy.

Sure enough, after a while, more than 2,000 soldiers in blue and red uniforms, holding muskets with bayonets, surrounded the dock from three sides.

The leaders of the various gangs who were in charge of this matter did not dare to resist at all and were directly dragged out by the soldiers.

Those thugs who usually showed off their power at the dock suffered even worse. They were beaten by the Bandung clan soldiers with sticks, leaving their heads bleeding and screaming in pain.

Even the dock workers who were causing trouble were beaten with sticks and then tied up.

Mo Zhouzhe interrogated as he walked, saying, "How can this be? The workers are actually living a better life than the factory owners and ship owners."

If they disagree with someone, they won't allow anyone to load or unload cargo. They won't even allow the ship owner to use his own sailors to load cargo. If anyone dares to break the rules, they will just swarm around and beat them up. There are dozens of unilateral beatings every year that go beyond the law.

In particular, a large number of the thugs were Orientals, namely Koreans and Japanese, who were supposed to do hard labor on Nanyang farms in exchange for Han Chinese identity. This made Mo Zhouzhe even more angry.

My father's policy of contract farming and working in the East was the foundation for the existence of the Nanyang large farm and the delivery of millions of shi of grain to the Red County of Shenzhou every year. However, they actually destroyed it.

Amidst the chaos, the governor of Xingang, the magistrates of Jinshi and Tangcheng and others all arrived at the scene, and were all frightened to the point of standing there in shock.

Mo Zhouzhe shouted in frustration, "As the local officials in charge, you have allowed chaos to grow at the docks without taking any action. You have failed the emperor's grace and the trust placed in you by the court!"

The Xingang prefect bowed his head in dissatisfaction and replied, "The Fuxing Company is a royal property. They are using Your Majesty's name to take over the docks and manage the dock workers. I can do nothing about it."

"There's nothing we can do!" Mo Zhouzhe sneered at the prefect, "You're quite courageous, putting the blame on His Majesty. Are you trying to say that His Majesty condoned the Fuxing Company's occupation of the wharf?"

To this day, there are still many people who believe that the Fuxing Company is the Shaofu, or even the Dongchang, and must not be offended. Even in official circles, there are many such people.

Mo Zhouzhe gritted his teeth and tried his best to control the urge to slap the Xingang prefect. This was an official appointed by the imperial court and it was not someone he, a prince, could deal with.

If it comes to dealing with the prefect of a prefecture on the spot, I'm afraid only my father and the crown prince's elder brother, Da Lao Sen, have the power to do so.

"Xingang Government, you can just wait to be punished by the imperial court. Since you are afraid of this and that, I will just find a good place for you.

Go to the western part of Danzhou Island, where there are few people for thousands of miles. Once there, you won't be afraid of the Fuxing Company, and no one will stop you from handling cases impartially."

Gudong!

The governor of Xingang closed his eyes and fell straight onto the dock.

He knew very well that the Prince of Vientiane was not qualified to deal with him, but he still had the ability to send him to Danzhou Island (Australia).

Mo Zhouzhe ignored the fainted Xingang prefect, and ignored the pleas for mercy from the Jinshi and Tangcheng county magistrates, because it had been decided long ago to send these convicted officials and criminals to Dazhanzhou Island.

At present, there are not many people in the Dayu prison cells, because the criminals have already spread all over the northwest, northeast and North America. Now is the time when Zhanzhou is extremely short of people. If someone jumps out to commit crimes, it would be what we want.

These strong dock workers and thugs with decent martial arts skills can serve as the first pioneers of colonization. If they succeed, their sins will be wiped out; if they fail, they will also make a contribution to the country.

Five days later, the new Xinglong governor Qian Kai arrived and Mo Zhouzhe's mission was declared over. This time, he not only arrested the dock troublemakers in Xingang, but also cleaned up those in other ports.

In today's Dayu, Emperor Mo Zibu still cares about the working class, but it is also very limited, because this is an era in which every country must be extremely inward-looking to improve its competitiveness.

Although Dayu relied on various advantages to avoid the terrible situation of England, it could only barely ensure that its workers could receive a relatively normal wage.

This kind of gangsterization and aristocratization of workers is absolutely intolerable.

As for the rampant Hongmen underworld that the emperor himself had created, the imperial court would go from turning a blind eye to suppressing it.

The Fujian and Guangdong nobles who are closely connected with the Hongmen underworld and have even direct ties with them will also begin to be cracked down on in another way.

These people are extremely bold. There is nothing they dare not do as long as they can make money.

Ten days later, Mo Zhouzhe left Xingang and headed north with Lagrange, Lavoisier and others.

During the time he was in charge of Xingang, he sentenced more than 18,000 criminals and their families to exile to Dazhanzhou Island.

These people will become the vanguard of the development of Dazhanzhou Island. With resentment and dissatisfaction, they will build this island continent step by step, which will be extremely important to China in the future.

At the same time, the arrival of Lagrange, Lavoisier and others foreshadowed the impending second great cultural and scientific explosion on the Chinese land.

After the emperor carefully cultivated it for twenty years and brought in Lavoisier, a pioneer in the industry, as a medicine inducer, I believe that this second cultural and scientific boom will far surpass the first cultural and scientific explosion of the Spring and Autumn Period.

(End of this chapter)