Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 966 Brunei
It is very polite for the two parties to greet each other.

The crowded pier instantly left a large area empty.

In hot weather, just standing in the sun for a while is like stuffing a person into an oven.

The ground paved with bricks and stones was already scorching hot from the sun, and the leather boots seemed to be heated by charcoal fire, constantly torturing the feet, and the fingers were covered with sweat in a short while.

This time, even Dong Ren and the others, who were disdainful just now, were sweating profusely, and the skirts of their close-fitting clothes were completely soaked, reflecting in the official robes.

Standing on the deck until now is really tormenting.

"Hey, that dragon flag?"

Jin Bao raised his eyes and saw the dragon flag fluttering in the wind, which was particularly eye-catching.

The five-clawed golden dragon, chasing the yellow sun and curling up at the white moon, what a majesty.

The most important thing is the five-clawed golden dragon.

This is now a symbol of imperial power.

"Don't worry, Governor, this is not presumptuous."

Dong Ren hurriedly explained: "This flag is bestowed by His Majesty. What kind of flag is it? It symbolizes a country."

"Its red background, could it just show my emperor's fire virtue?"

Hearing the bestowal from the emperor, Jin Bao straightened his expression, looked at it carefully, and kept nodding his head: "The five-clawed golden dragon is naturally the Holy Son of Heaven."

"Yellow sun, white moon, the sun and the moon are opposite, it is a clear word."

"Wonderful."

Dong Ren nodded and said, "What the governor said is true, not bad at all."

"Xuanwei is overseas, and there is nothing more eye-catching than this national flag. Who would not know that it is me, Daming?"

"Then I, Luzon, can hang it too?"

"Of course." Dong Ren said seriously: "The governor can be controlled by others and hung in Luzon to distinguish between inside and outside."

"Okay." Jin Bao clapped his hands and said happily, "It's really great to see this national flag."

After saying that, Jin Bao noticed the blazing heat of the sun, and hurriedly said:

"The pier is not a place for conversation. I have prepared a banquet at the Governor's Mansion, please—"

Jin Bao thoughtfully extended the invitation, and with a smile in his heart, everyone in the mission nodded.

A group of people walked dozens of steps, saw a row of gorgeous carriages, and went up in threes and fives.

This carriage is slightly different from the mainland, the windows are bigger, and the gauze hanging down is a little hazy.

The rest of the small officials, some stayed on the boat, some bought supplies, only four or five people followed, which seemed spacious.

However, shortly after Dong Ren stepped into the carriage, he felt that he had miscalculated.

Good guy, what was an oven just now has become a steamer.

Seeing him sweating profusely, Jin Bao shook his head and said with a smile: "Emissary Dong, Luzon is no better than the mainland, you should take off the shirt inside!"

"I still bought summer cloth in Fujian. I never thought it would be so hot."

Dong Ren smiled wryly.

The so-called Xiabu refers to linen clothes, which are worn by ordinary people every day, and are breathable and sweat-dissipating, so they are the best choice for working.

"You're still wearing linen? I'm wearing nothing but shorts."

Jin Bao said softly: "Say something disrespectful, if I have to see you, I really won't wear this official robe."

"Luzon is so hot that non-silk and kudzu clothes are hard to resist."

As he spoke, he pulled open his skirt, revealing the skin inside.

Dong Ren had no choice but to say, "The sea is very windy and it gets cold at night, so I wore two or three pieces."

Jin Bao shook his head and said nothing more.

In Luzon, the most suitable thing is silk, and it has to be a single piece, and one more piece is a burden.

But silk was so expensive that only high-ranking officials could wear it. Ordinary gentry wore cotton clothes, ordinary people wore linen, and the poorer were shirtless.

It is only possible to starve to death, not to freeze to death.

After a while, the group arrived at the Governor's Mansion.

The staff of the mission immediately changed out of their underwear, which made them feel a little cooler.

By the time the ice shavings are served, the heat has almost dissipated.

On the table, the first thing to serve is not dessert, but some bananas, watermelon and other fruits.

It is also convenient to cut it into blocks and insert a bamboo stick.

Jin Bao explained: "Luzon melons not only quench your thirst, but also very sweet, please—"

Dong Ren, Han Mi, and Fan Zheng picked up bamboo sticks and began to eat.

"The yellow and tender ones are mangoes, and the white and tender ones are bananas, both of which are sweet and delicious."

Jin Bao also changed his official robes at this time, first made an improved silk and satin robe, stepped on wooden clogs, held a paper fan in his hand, and shook the jade pendant lightly, feeling relaxed and at ease.

The chief envoys, inspectors, Xuezhengs, and the generals of the Navy all wear this way, but the colors, styles and patterns of the clothes on their bodies are different.

"Try this, coconut milk."

As he spoke, Jin Bao picked up a large bamboo tube and poured it for the three of them himself, revealing pale white coconut juice.

The three of them took a sip, the taste was inexplicable, but it was cool and refreshing.

Dong Ren let out a sigh of relief: "Governor Jin, you taught me a lesson today."

"Do as the Romans do!"

"Where is Minister Dong?" Jin Bao hurriedly said, "I am not qualified to teach you!"

"However, it is true to do as the Romans do."

Jin Bao smiled and said, "The Xiyi established the so-called Philippine Governor's Mansion in Luzon for nearly a hundred years. I don't know how many Xiyi are in the territory."

"Most of the Xiyi and Fan people believe in Catholicism."

"Therefore, rule by habit, I have always respected the Catholic Church, and always put the Bible on the desk."

"I respect Catholicism, and I should repay it. I am cautious. Buddhas and Taoists come one after another, but it is stable. There are no disputes like in my own country."

"I heard that in Europe, Catholics and Protestants are constantly fighting and fighting, and they are so noisy because of one god."

Dong Ren shook his head, his face full of confusion: "If you want me to say that the wars are frequent and the people are suffering, there is only a lack of a holy emperor."

"If this is the case, wouldn't the land be stable?"

"That's true." Jin Bao nodded in agreement: "Unfortunately, in my Ming Dynasty, the emperor is the Son of Heaven, but in Europe, Jesus is considered the Son of Heaven, that is, the Son of God."

"There are no two suns in the sky, and there are no two masters in the country. This Jesus is too in the way." Fan Zheng interjected, his face full of disdain.

"It's time for me to show my Confucianism and educate these barbarians."

"Something can only be performed in Luzon, so I leave this important task to you."

Jin Bao said in a low voice.

Catholicism is crazy about spreading beliefs, and Confucianism is also keen to educate barbarians, that is, turning barbarians into Xia.

Catholicism pursues heaven, and Confucianism pursues holiness, both have lofty but unattainable goals.

Universities were founded by Catholicism, and Confucianism created private schools in China.

And both have strong political appetites.

The leader of Catholicism is the Pope, and Confucianism is the Confucianism, both of which have been passed down for thousands of years.

Both are extremely exclusive. Catholicism kills peace religion, and Protestantism continues continuously; Confucianism first deposes hundreds of schools, then suppresses Buddhism and Taoism, canonize gods, and completely becomes feudal orthodoxy.

Even if the Catholic Church comes to Ming Dynasty, it has to learn from Lao Tzu to transform Hu and give itself the name of God.

At the same time, both of them took the middle-lower route at the beginning, and when the ruler reacted, it was too late and they could only cooperate.

Typically, the Roman Empire established Christianity as the state religion.

Correspondingly, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty dismissed all schools of thought and respected Confucianism alone.

There is a symbolic event.

It is no wonder that Confucianism is considered Confucianism, which is so similar to Catholicism.

"Although he is weak, he does his best."

Dong Ren said in a deep voice.

Although this task is somewhat impossible, it must be tried.

When talking about culture and education, it is natural to talk about Luzon.

Xuezheng said, "Nowadays, the children's examinations are held in Luzon, with a quota of about 160 people."

"Last year, a famous 20-year-old scholar took part in the provincial examination in Shuntian Prefecture and became a Juren. This is the beginning of the great success of Luzon's enlightenment."

Dong Ren said in admiration: "It is a good way to supervise the constitution and educate the people!"

"I'm ashamed." Jin Bao pretended to be reserved and said, "Governing Lu Song for several years, it's only now that I've achieved something."

In this way, the atmosphere became more and more harmonious.

At this time, in the cabin, dozens of people, men, women and children lived in a slightly spacious room, all of them looked confused.

Suddenly, several sailors carried buckets and brought buckets of ice cubes in, bringing coolness to the hot and humid room.

At the same time, a large number of fruits were also delivered, and the sweet smell permeated the whole room.

Zhu Cihong opened his eyes and distributed the fruit to his young son and grandson first, and then to the adults.

The cool ice exudes cold air, and in the narrow space, the heat wave is expelled in a blink of an eye.

"Father, where are we going?"

When the eldest son asked suddenly, Zhu Cihong was taken aback: "I don't know."

"But if you can survive, don't talk too much."

"It's pretty good here in Luzon." The eldest son muttered, "It's far away from the mainland, and it's very prosperous."

"They're all overseas, are they really going to Europe?"

The second son curled his lips and said, "It's hard to keep those who have wolf ambitions in Xiyi, we can't go to that Europe."

"Probably, maybe find a deserted island on the way and put our family down."

Zhu Cilang remained silent, this is human nature!

How could it be possible for Emperor Shaowu to give a handle to those Xiyi people?

Besides, since they can go to Europe, they can naturally return to Daming.

Therefore, putting their whole family on a deserted island to fend for themselves is the best ending.

The twelve members of their family were divided into four rooms, and then they were locked with fences, so that the second brother Dingwang and the third brother Yongwang were not allowed to communicate with each other.

Narrow cabin with only one small window for ventilation.

From it you can see the prosperity of the pier.

Zhu Cihong thought to himself, Luzon is far enough away, and it is also very prosperous, it is really a good place.

Unfortunately, this is not a place for their family to stay.

Even though they were ignorant, they knew from the communiqués in the Ming Dynasty that Luzon was the governor's mansion set up by the imperial court and belonged to the country.

He cast his eyes and saw a few grandsons lying on the window, their little faces constantly looking around, full of curiosity.

Through the gap, he could also see the excitement of the pier.

Although this place is good, it is not a place for them to live.

The entire mission stayed in Luzon for nearly three days, added a lot of fruits and supplies, and left with a full load.

Although it was a large ship of three thousand materials, Jin Bao was very polite and directly ordered several thousand ships to escort.

Luzon goes south, which is Borneo, where the Brunei Sultanate is located. It occupies the northeast of the third largest island in the world, about one-third.

Sarawak and Sabah belonged to Brunei at this time, especially the Spanish expedition to Borneo, which caused heavy losses, but they survived in the end, far from being as big as later generations.

"Brunei is also known as the mud. During the Yongle period, its king went to Nanjing to pay tribute in person, and the tribute was endless."

Dong Ren stood on the bow of the second floor, holding a pair of binoculars in his hand, looking into the distance.

On the surface of the sea not far away, when facing such a huge fleet, sailing boats basically avoided and did not dare to provoke them.

Once any ship reaches the sea, it will become a part of the pirates.

Although he has a mission, Dong Ren really doesn't mind making some extra money because he is too far away from Daming.

But at this time, his mind was focused on Brunei, which was about to land.

"I'm still paying tribute now."

Dong Ren put down his binoculars, and the hem of his clothes was blown by the sea breeze.

"I know." Fan Zheng narrowed his eyes and said earnestly: "At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Huang Senping from Fujian was given the name Senping by the Taizu for his meritorious service in suppressing Japanese pirates, and his descendants guarded in Brunei."

"The city of Han is called the general army, while Brunei calls it the king—"

Huang Senping led his family to open up wasteland and start a business in Borneo, appeasing and guarding the Han people, so he was called a king by the Bruneians, but he was actually a prince.

At that time, in the northeast of Borneo, the Western King of the Sulu Kingdom was entrenched and constantly attacked Brunei. The Huang family led the Han people to help and stabilized the situation.

So he married the sultan's daughter and married his sister to the sultan's younger brother, Prince Ahmed.

Later, Huang Senping helped his brother-in-law inherit the throne and became the second Sultan of Brunei.

Huang Senping's younger sister and the second Sultan Ahmed have no sons, only one daughter.

She married a descendant of the prophet, Sharif Ali, whose descendants are the successive sultans of Brunei.

To some extent, the Sudan family has the blood of the Huang family.

As a result, in the Kingdom of Brunei, the Huang family has been the head of the Han people for generations, assisting the government.

This is why there are more Chinese in Brunei.

There are some connections with Daming, but not many.

"Is Xuanwei overseas?" Han Mi suddenly walked over.

"Our trip is no different from the former Sanbao eunuch."

Dong Ren suddenly laughed.

It is rumored that Zheng He's voyages were to find Emperor Jianwen, and they really carried Zhu's family on their voyages.

"Brunei is being bullied, we should show up."

Fan Zheng held his head high and said: "The emperor's power is so powerful in the world, how dare He Yi be presumptuous?"

Han Mi shook his head slightly, and said with a light smile, "That's not necessary. A country like Brunei is weak and helpless, and there are still a few Han Chinese."

"Isn't this a good place to establish a vassal state?"

As soon as these words came out, Dong Ren and Fan Zheng were shocked, and they looked at each other, feeling that it was very possible.

Not to mention that Han Mi was born in a thousand households of Jinyiwei, so he knows a lot about the emperor.

Not to mention, Brunei is so close to Luzon and Qi, the location is good, and there are Han Chinese to help, it is really wonderful.

"Is this really the case?" Dong Ren asked.

"Ninety-nine are not far from ten." Han Mi said seriously: "Nanyang is the most suitable place to divide the feudal clan into the country."

"In the huge Borneo, it is very easy to entrust three or four vassal states, and it can save a lot of things."

Fan Zheng nodded in agreement: "Your Majesty's sons are getting older, and if the country is not closed, then the only way to become a country is overseas."

Dong Ren sighed softly: "Annan is the state of Qin, and Burma is the state of Sun. These vassal states cannot escape."

"Then let's go to Brunei to find out the truth for the court."

(End of this chapter)