Daming 1805

Chapter 88 "Be Safe" (Subscribe)
Zhu Jingyuan's ideas also came from the experience of later generations.

However, it is not a specific thing that has been learned directly, but an employee benefit designed without bad money.

Combination of long-term business trip and public holiday.

From the money given by the Ming Dynasty, the craftsmen who designed the most advanced warships for the empire are also eligible to enjoy this kind of treatment once.

The cost of the peace talks itself is very huge, and most of the consumption of the craftsmen will be directly covered, and the cost that can be seen by the Ministry of Industry will be very inconspicuous.

After Zhu Jianyan digested Zhu Jingyuan's plan, he couldn't help but continue to ask his son:
"Then when you arrive at Cape Huangzhuang, do you still have time to continue to preside over the design of the battleship while presiding over the negotiation?"

Zhu Jingyuan directly spread his hands and said:

"I would have been a signatory representative, maybe speaking at the opening ceremony.

"But the actual details of the negotiation must be the officials of Honglu Temple to do the work, and the actual host is you, the king.

"I actually took the craftsmen to the public tourism office."

Zhu Jingyuan said it for granted, but Zhu Jianyan replied directly:

"I'm not going to participate in the negotiation, I will continue to stay in the capital.

"According to the meaning of the father, if you are going to preside over the negotiations, you must really be the leader of the negotiations, not just in name."

Zhu Jingyuan was immediately stunned.

His father is the de facto foreign minister, why doesn't he go to the negotiation scene now?
But the reason has nothing to do with me. What I need to consider now is if I really want to host the peace talks...

It doesn't seem to be a big problem either.

If Dad doesn't go by himself, the diplomats under him will also go.

Representatives of Ming's cabinet, military aircraft, court, consortium, and imperial clan will all send their deputy to go with them.

What you actually have to do is to make decisions and sign, and you can still leave specific tasks.

So Zhu Jingyuan made the same decision after considering it:
"Then I'm still going, and I want to preside over the negotiation, and I'm also a little interested in Tessie's situation.

"And this negotiation will definitely be a marathon, there will definitely be repeated talks and stops in the middle, and I have time to do other things.

"I only need to arrange tasks for the craftsmen regularly, and check and accept them regularly. It does not affect my continuing to preside over the negotiations."

Zhu Jianyan looked at the old emperor again, and cast a look at him asking for instructions.

The old emperor looked at Zhu Jingyuan's face, and finally sighed softly and said:

"Okay then, go ahead if you want to, and bring the radical exploratory hull design team with you...

"I will notify the Royal Line Company to arrange a [-]-ton ocean liner to carry you and the craftsmen to the Western Cape, and the expenses will be paid out of the negotiation fee.

"I'll give you ten days to arrange all matters, and then go to sea from Jin with the negotiating team in ten days.

"There will be a special fleet to escort you to the Western Cape, and representatives of other vassal states will meet you at several ports along the way."

Zhu Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally made a relatively proper arrangement so that all aspects of things would not be interrupted:
"Thank you grandpa!"

The old emperor waved his hand gently:
"Pay attention to safety after going out, learn the basic principles of negotiation with people from Honglu Temple on the road, and remember to report the situation and progress to the capital at any time."

Zhu Jingyuan quickly agreed again:

"Grandson knows..."

The old emperor glanced at Zhu Jianyan, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he continued to remind Zhu Jingyuan:
"Your ninth uncle will go with you, as the representative of our royal family, to deal with those royal families and princes of Xiyi.

"You are still responsible for the specific negotiation, but you should not conflict with him..."

Zhu Jingyuan had relaxed and was ready to mechanically respond to the old emperor's orders, but when he heard this, he was shocked:

"Ninth uncle? My ninth uncle? He's going? He's going?"

The old emperor said with a stern face:

"I let him go."

Zhu Jingyuan's expression froze completely.

The ninth prince, Zhu Jianfeng, followed the negotiating team to Xiyang Cape, as a member of the royal family to deal with the princes of Xiyi. There seems to be no problem in logic.

But Zhu Jianfeng is a semi-public heir to the emperor, and this peace talks have been going on for a year and a half.

If Zhu Jianfeng stayed in Xiyang Cape for half a year or even a year, God knew what would happen to the court.

Moreover, I didn't set off until ten days later, and now I tell myself directly that my ninth uncle, Zhu Jianfeng, is going with me?Has he been notified now?

Zhu Jingyuan instinctively felt that this matter must not be so simple, and there must be a problem here.

The old emperor spoke again at this time, blocking Zhu Jingyuan's possible doubts:

"Don't think wildly, just concentrate on your own affairs, and talk about the rest after negotiating.

"I transferred a division from the Navy to be in charge of your day-to-day security between now and the end of the negotiation."

Zhu Jingyuan was even more astonished now. Is a secretary responsible for his daily security work?

After the reform of Renwu, Emperor Shizu radically transformed the guards, Beijing battalions and other military systems, and unified most of the Ming army.

Formed: guard-battalion, office-division, sentinel-banner-team, such a standard system of three levels and seven levels.

Similar to the era of World War II: division-brigade, regiment-battalion, company-platoon-squad, such a system.

It is estimated that it is to accommodate the Daming natives, so I did not directly copy the familiar set.

Now let the people of Daming go, asking how many troops there are in a place, they are used to asking how many guards there are, just like people in World War II asking how many divisions there are.

The division under Ziyu Qianhu usually has 500 to [-] troops, which is almost equivalent to a battalion in World War II.

The official official name of the chief officer is Zhenfu, which comes from the officer who used to be a subordinate of the guardhouse, but the soldiers and the common people usually call him the general.

Because the number of soldiers in the Zhenfu was similar to that of the former generals, Qi Jiguang's army in Jizhen also had the commander-in-chief at the level of "si".

Now the old emperor has transferred 500 people to defend his own safety, not directly from the security department, but from the navy.

Is this really just to protect oneself on the road and the safety of the Western Cape?

But now that the old emperor has ordered, Zhu Jingyuan didn't dare to ask any more questions, and put all his thoughts back into his stomach:
"Grandson knows."

The old emperor nodded lightly, indicating that there was nothing else to do.

Zhu Jingyuan retired full of doubts and returned to the outside of the palace under the guidance of the guards.

A tall officer with ten tall and strong soldiers waited at the gate of the guard outside the palace gate.

The public uniforms of naval officers are somewhat similar to flying fish suits. Most of the military uniforms and public uniforms of military officers after the new Renwu system adopted similar styles.

Then according to the actual needs, some convenience and iconic adjustments are made, such as the navy clothes are mostly white.

Of course, the ones with hem are military uniforms or court uniforms and public uniforms, and the daily combat uniforms are all drab style.

The guard led Zhu Jingyuan out of the palace, and greeted the other party from a distance:

"I have been waiting for a long time with Laoguan's pacifier, and this is His Royal Highness Prince Dashi."

The officer immediately ran over with the soldiers and stopped about two meters in front of Zhu Jingyuan.

Standing up straight and tensing up, the right hand clenched a fist and slapped their chest.

This military salute of clenching a fist and slapping the chest is developed from the action of the officer clenching his fist and slapping his armor.

Now soldiers or low-level officers greet their bosses in this way, and the bosses can respond by clapping their chests or cupping their fists.

Seeing the other party's actions, Zhu Jingyuan bowed his hands subconsciously, looked at the officers and soldiers in front of him, and waited for the other party to report his origins.

The officer looked to be only 24 or [-] years old. He was quite tall and strong, with a serious Chinese character face. He reported loudly to himself:

"The Commander's Office of the Central Army, the Navy Guard, the First Division of the Third Division, Major Zhenfu Guan Tianpei, see His Royal Highness Prince Dashi!"

(End of this chapter)