Chapter 112 The Self-Awareness of the Strong

Leonie's kindness varies from person to person.

Her kindness is even aimless.

As she said herself, only by becoming a nobleman can one be qualified to be called a human being.

In her eyes, even her personal maid Seville cannot be called a human being!

When Seville was pregnant with an unknown child, Reoni took this matter as an interesting thing, and even used it as a means to crack down on Zhang Mingliang and Liu Chuanli.

This kind of thing must not fall on herself, so for so many years, Leonie has been keeping herself as good as a jade, and she has cut herself with Seville with her actions.

Follow Han Xiufen to Yushan, she saw the prosperity there, the vitality there, and its strength.

In addition, women in the Lantian imperial court generally hold official positions.

All of them became the fertilizer that gave birth to Leonie's ambitions.

She felt that she had to be the number two in the first fleet, and she believed that she would be the number two in it.

It is difficult to become the second-ranked figure in the first fleet, because she found that no matter how hard she tried, she could not replace the position of people like Zhang Mingliang and Liu Chuanli in Han Xiufen's heart.

She even felt that her position in the First Fleet was not as good as that of the person in the Supervision Department who always wore black clothes.

For this reason, she took over the most filthy work Zhang Mingliang was doing.

Without giving, there is no gain. Leonie knows the truth.

Zhang Mingliang got his relief as he wished.

Han Xiufen was a little disappointed. She felt that Zhang Mingliang and Liu Chuanli were not used to life at sea.

The development of Malacca is extremely vigorous, both in territory and ports, and now it is complete, especially in the mouth of Malacca, a city dominated by the Han population has appeared.

This city is home to 160,000 Han people, almost all Han people in Malacca.

If Yun Zhao came to this city called Bincheng at this time, he would definitely regard this place as Guangzhou. Not only is the architectural style here the same as Guangzhou, but the accent is the same.

Liu Chuanli now manages the city.

Zhang Mingliang left Paradise Island like a life-saving trip, and immediately arrived in Bincheng.

The news that Leonie was the head of the plantation manager arrived in Bincheng one step ahead of Zhang Mingliang, so Liu Chuanli was not surprised by Zhang Mingliang's arrival.

"Don't scold me!"

Zhang Mingliang issued a warning as soon as he saw Liu Chuanli.

"I can't treat human life like a suspicion. You can say that I'm not going to be successful, but don't scold me."

Liu Chuanli said: "I'll invite you to drink."

Zhang Mingliang said: "I don't drink, I want to take care of myself, otherwise I will not live to be thirty years old."

Liu Chuanli looked at Zhang Mingliang and said, "You are already twenty-four years old."

Zhang Mingliang smiled bitterly and said, "I know, I want to live until I am 84 years old, but I don't want to die early."

So Liu Chuanli ordered the chef to cook a large pot of seafood porridge, and the two brothers used seafood porridge as wine to celebrate their reunion.

"The situation at sea is getting more and more serious. In the past, there were no warships of Spain, the Netherlands and the British level 3 or above. Now, four second-class battleships have appeared one after another, and Boss Han is under great pressure."

Zhang Mingliang smiled bitterly, "You are still blaming me."

Liu Chuanli shook his head and said, "I just said that the most difficult thing is not you, nor me, but Boss Han. I have been preparing to advise Boss Han to plant the land to replace you.

My brothers stayed in the plantation alone for half a year, so that life would not be difficult.

Now, Leonie snatched the first.”

Zhang Mingliang looked at Liu Chuanli and said, "Let Leoni go for this matter. I'm worried that you will go, it's even worse than me."

Don’t talk, listen to me, this is not hardship. To be honest, although I, Zhang Mingliang, are not a strong-willed person, I am still not afraid of hardship.

I just worry that if this continues, I will transform from a human to a beast.

In this way, I gave me a very bad head.

Do you know why the slaves in the planting field are replaced so quickly?”

Liu Chuanli was surprised and said, "Can it be..."

Zhang Mingliang took a sip of porridge and said, "That's right, I killed him."

Liu Chuanli did not ask the reason, and he believed that Zhang Mingliang would definitely give him an accurate explanation.

Zhang Mingliang put down the porridge bowl, lowered his head and smoked, saying, "I won't explain it to you, I just want to say what I did. You just need to know that I am not a person who likes to kill, but standing at my position at that time, I have done almost the cruelest thing in the world.

Even so, it is still a delusion to maintain a situation where they can work honestly.

I also used the method of Huairou, but it was useless. When I first killed someone who would rather be killed than work, I could only use this method to keep those people in a fearful environment forever in order to maintain the situation.”

Liu Chuanli said lightly: "I have also read Your Majesty's decree. Palm trees and sugarcane forests are not important to Your Majesty, but the tears trees are very important to Your Majesty.

So much so that His Majesty used the four words "no matter what" in his will.

Since Your Majesty values ​​the tears tree so much, it means that this thing is very important.”

Zhang Mingliang said lightly: "Lioni will do better than me. Do you know what Leioni said? She calls people - a talking tool. Killing a person is completely different from destroying a tool to impact people.

In fact, as His Majesty said, Europeans who seem to be somewhat civilized are actually still savages, just a group of savages wearing clothes.

So, I think professional matters should be left to professionals. People like you and me should not participate, otherwise they will be punished by God!"

Liu Chuanli said: "Even so, we must go and see. You can escape this matter, but you must choose the right person. Half a month later, our brothers will go to the planting ground together to see how Leonie does it."

Before he could see how Leonie managed the planting site, Zhang Mingliang and Liu Chuanli saw how the Portuguese treated the robbed slaves.

Bincheng, as the only supply land on the Strait of Malacca, sailboats enter this harbor to rest and replenish supplies every day.

Just today, the Portuguese schooner Red Beauty slowly entered the port, and the ship was very well drawn. When tax officer Sun Changshou stepped on the ship and saw clearly the cargo loaded in the ship, he got off the ship as soon as possible.

He thought he had seen hell.

The deck of the Red Beauty was full of people, and countless heads were poked out from many open portholes. In Sun Changshou's view, this ship was a giant ship piled up by people.

Zhang Mingliang, who rushed over, seemed not concerned about this scene. Liu Chuanli frowned and said, "There are at least five hundred people on this ship."

Zhang Mingliang said lightly: "You are wrong. The Red Beauty Sailboat is a big ship. There are at least one thousand people on this ship, and to one thousand one hundred people. Judging from their appearance, they will not even let go of the deck. There will be no less than one thousand five hundred people when they started to set off the harbor."

Liu Chuanli sighed and said, "It's all from Hindustan. It seems that the Portuguese's status in Hindustan is already in jeopardy and have begun to make money with people in their own territory."

Zhang Mingliang shook his head and said, "There are many Europeans in Hindustan now, including British, French, Portuguese, Spanish, Dutch, and the Mughal kings of Hindustan have no power in front of these people. It will take many years to make a decision once these Europeans decide the victory or defeat in Hindustan, the ancient Mughal dynasty will be destroyed.

And the most numerous people in our planting fields are Malacca, followed by these Hindustanese people, and the second is black. To be honest, it would be great if our planting fields are all Hindustanese people, they are the most docile group of people."

"So we can pay for all this guy and give it to Leonie."

Zhang Mingliang continued to shake his head and said, "The worst case of using slaves is to use slaves of the same race, so that there will be endless riots. From my experience, 40% of Hindustan slaves, 30% of Malacca savages, and 30% of black and white slaves, the best composition is.

No matter which ethnic group riots, they can suppress these riots by bribing people from the other two groups.

Because the number of savages in our planting fields is the most familiar with the terrain of the planting fields, they also have the most rebellion incidents.

I used this method to stop four riots from Malacca savages. As a result, I could not control the mortality rate, resulting in serious casualties and injuries among the Malacca people who work the most diligent. I hope Leoni can recognize this. After all, the working diary I left on the plantation should be of some help to her."

Liu Chuanli looked at the group of tied and strong people lying on the deck, slowly getting up one by one under the whip of Portuguese sailors, and began to twist and dance on the deck, and asked Zhang Mingliang strangely.

"What are they doing?"

Zhang Mingliang sighed and said, "Only those who can still dance can survive, and those who cannot dance will be thrown into the sea."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Chuanli saw a group of Portuguese sailors directing a group of Hindustan slaves to lift the unmovable slaves and pile them up to the back of the deck. It seemed that as long as the sailboat replenishes water and food and vegetables, and then leaves the harbor, these dying or dead people would be thrown into the sea.

A man holding the captain's hat in his hand walked up the steps and waved his hat to Zhang Mingliang standing on the shore from afar, saying, "Dear Colonel Zhang, this time I brought the goods you have always dreamed of."

Zhang Mingliang's skin twitched slightly, and he barely squeezed out an ugly smile and said, "Captain Santos, how are you?"

Before Santos could approach Zhang Mingliang, he whistled loudly and saw the whip of the Portuguese sailors waving more vigorously. Similarly, the slaves danced more happily.

Liu Chuanli looked at the tall and strong Santos and said in Zhang Mingliang's ear: "This guy is the best slave candidate."

Zhang Mingliang sneered: "There are many such people in our planting fields. They are the most obedient and willing to contribute their strength, and of course, they are also the most diligent slaves who escape."

Liu Chuanli looked at Santos who was approaching with a smile and said to Zhang Mingliang: "If your slaves are all like this, will you still be worried?"
Chapter completed!