At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 540

Xiuchun knife was out of its sheath, revealing a piercing chill.

A trace of despair flashed in Muhad's eyes, and he suddenly shouted: "Don't kill me, I'll pay you!"

Kalai hurriedly translated, Zhu Qizhen heard the money, and immediately said: "Wait a minute!"

Yuan Bin put down the knife, Muhad breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "I have a lot of gold, hidden in a secret place, only I know!"

Zhu Qizhen asked: "Isn't your gold in the palace?"

"The gold was obtained from the Eastern Romans. If it is placed in the palace, it belongs to the empire. If it is hidden, it is mine!"

Kalai translated at both ends, using words very carefully, for fear that there would be mistakes and important things would be missed.

Zhu Qizhen immediately understood. This is the same as the difference between the national treasury and the internal money. Although the emperor controls the world in name, the money from the national treasury cannot just go in and out, such as building water conservancy, disaster relief, and war... Everything needs money. If the management is not good, there may even be a situation where the income cannot make ends meet.

The internal money is different. This is the emperor's private treasury, which is purely the emperor's own private money.

In the same way, when Muhad conquered Eastern Rome, he seized a sum of gold from the Eastern Roman royal family, and then quietly hid it.

When dying, this is his only life-saving straw.

He also didn't know if the great man in front of him would be able to take a liking to him, but this was already his only bargaining chip.

Zhu Qizhen pondered for a moment and asked, "How much gold is there?"

"A lot, as many as a mountain!"

"How much is that?"

Muhad pointed to the palace behind him and said, "It can fill this room!"

Zhu Qizhen looked in the direction Muhad pointed, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The house of the palace is much larger than that of ordinary houses. If it can be filled, it will be at least hundreds of tons!
"How could the Eastern Romans have so much gold?"

"They also robbed them. They robbed a lot from places such as India and Golden Continent..."

Kalai worked hard to translate, but the Ottomans used different names for India, Golden Island and other places from Daming. He changed the names several times in a row before Zhu Qizhen understood.

"I'll give you all the gold, just please don't kill me..."

Zhu Qizhen closed his eyes slightly, pondered for a long time, and then said: "As the real man said, if you hand over the gold, you will not die, but you cannot stay here."

Muhad nodded repeatedly, and said, "As long as you don't kill me, let me go anywhere."

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand and said: "The Ottoman King Muhad was persecuted by traitors and died in the palace last night. When he was dying, he left a letter asking Daming to help him wipe out traitors, take over the empire, and unite the country." The soldiers and civilians from all over the world welcome Master Wang!"

Carleigh fell silent after listening.

Too shameless!
Muhad looked at Kalai coldly, and said to himself, hurry up!

Calle had no choice but to narrate it again.

After hearing this, Muhad was also silent.

It turns out that there are such people in the world who don't talk about martial arts!

However, the knife rests on the neck, so there is no choice...

"I promise!"

"Well, now tell me the whereabouts of the gold, and then go to write the letter of credence, you write it yourself, I warn you, hurry up, because I may go back on my word at any time!"

Muhad just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard this, he immediately became nervous again.

Aren't Orientals the most honest? Why...repentant?

"I'll write it now, I'll write it now..."

"Let's talk about the place where the gold is hidden!"

"Okay, okay, I have a map with the location marked."

"Where's the map?"

"In my bedroom."

Zhu Qizhen immediately ordered Yuan Bin to follow Muhad to fetch the map, and then Li Zhen dispatched a team from the Three Thousand Battalion to go to the treasure place.

Muhad took out the imperial parchment and chicken feather pen, and wrote down an imperial edict.

Zhu Qizhen ordered Carleigh to read it carefully, feeling a little perfunctory, after all, it is a national book, to be handed down to future generations, if it is seen as too fake, wouldn't it be like the prestige of my Ming emperor?
At that moment, Beilin, Tong Xuan, Xu Pu and others were called to come, and together they made a draft, and then asked Carlai to translate it, and then Mohad copied it by himself.

This time, Zhu Qizhen felt more satisfied.

The king was persecuted by a traitor, and when he was dying, he entrusted the country with thousands of miles to a friend from the East, which is very reasonable.

After Mohad finished writing with tears, he put the parchment into the envelope, poured melted wax on the seal, and stamped his big seal after it solidified slightly.

Looking at the seal on the clay, he was in a trance.

The mighty Ottoman Empire just surrendered.

Looking back on what happened during this time, it was like a dream.

Didn't it just rob you of several ships of gold and silver? Why did you turn around and lose everything...

Two hours later, Li Zhen sent someone to send the news back, and sure enough, a large amount of gold was found in the deep mountains. Due to the huge amount and the rugged mountain road, a lot of manpower and mule carts were needed to transport it.

Zhu Qizhen couldn't help laughing, and asked, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​hiding the gold in the mountains?"

Muhad replied truthfully: "It was hidden by the Eastern Romans. After I got the gold, I didn't dare to spend a single gold coin. I also hid a lot of gold coins in it..."

At the end, the huge man actually burst into tears.

It's too bad...

However, the world is fair, happiness does not disappear out of thin air, it just transfers from one person to another.

Looking at the map, Zhu Qizhen was already grinning from ear to ear. The Ottoman Empire occupied the entire Arabian Peninsula, controlling the Red Sea, the Mediterranean Sea, the Black Sea, the Persian Gulf and other important sea outlets. Moreover, it could border on land with Daming, which was perfect!
Think about the rich oil and gas resources buried under this land, and when you sleep in the future, you can wake up from your dreams with a smile.

Kalai observed his words and bowed down, "Congratulations to His Majesty the Ming Emperor!"

"You did a good job!"

Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but praised: "I have always rewarded you for your merits. If you have punished you, I will make you a teaching official and be responsible for promoting classics. If you do a good job, I will give you another reward!"

Carle was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, His Majesty, for your kindness!"

Although I don't know what grade the teaching officer is, but as a citizen of Ottoman, not only dodging the catastrophe on the day of the country's destruction, but also being promoted to an official position is already a great thing.

That night, a small boat set off from Constantinople and headed south across the calm Mediterranean Sea.

Muhad sat in the cabin, in a trance.

The empire is gone, the gold is gone, the only thing to be thankful for is that my life is still there.

His destination was Egypt, another ancient country.

At this moment, he thought of a saying from the East, keep the green hills, and you will not be afraid of running out of firewood.

As long as there is life, there is hope.

(End of this chapter)