Chapter 446 Internal Worries

What it means to plan for a long time? Zhengzhi of Baoke quickly understood. The breakfast was going on very quickly. Chen Xie finished eating and put down his chopsticks. Zhengzhi of Baoke only ate a small bowl of rice porridge and immediately put down his chopsticks. Unexpectedly, Chen Xie smiled and said, "You continue, you haven't slept all night, the water and rice have not entered, and you need to replenish your energy."

"Thank you for your concern, the villain can hold on." Chen Xie smiled unanimously, picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, and stood up and said, "Since that's the case, then come and have a look." After saying that, his finger suddenly frowned, looked at Bao Ke Zhengzhi's outfit, shook his head and said, "This is so ugly. Come and take him to take a shower and change clothes, and tidy up his hair."

There was a bathroom on the train, and Zhengzhi of Baoke was taken to a carriage, first cut his hair and take a shower, and then change his clothes. The Japanese are short and it is really troublesome to solve the problem of military uniforms. Fortunately, Chen Xie has no shortage of female soldiers on this special train, so it is not difficult to get a new military uniform for him to change into. Of course, he didn't know that this was a small military uniform that only female soldiers wore.

Shaving a bald head is no longer an unacceptable thing for him. When facing a crisis, people must first not think about national justice, they must think about their own strength, and then others. The same is true for Masao Koko. He has no trump card and does not want to be loyal to the symbol of the Yamato nation. It is natural to choose a thigh to hug him. Not to mention that in the mind of Daming, the Japanese emperor of this year, in Daming's mind, 1↙1↙1↙1↙第1↙1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙第1↙�

If the coalition forces that could not defeat various powerful vassals on the battlefield could only surrender to a stronger master to survive, which is a natural choice. For ordinary samurai, ordinary people would not care about who would be the master. The so-called Yamato nation consciousness formation in Japan originated from the result of the popularization of education and publicity by the Japanese government after the Meiji Restoration.

After washing up, he was taken into a simple carpet. Unlike the carpet before, he had a carpet. There was a huge long table in the middle of the carpet, and the other decorations were just a few desks. Chen Xie stood in front of the real table, holding his hands and looking down at the table. Bao Ke Zhengzhi came over and bowed and said, "I have seen the lord!"

Chen Xie nodded, raised his hand and pointed to the map on the table and said, "Look, are there any places to replenish?" When he looked down at the huge map spread out on the table, Masaki Bo Ke was like a scoop of ice water poured into his neck in winter. The severe cold and bone-bone feeling instantly crawled all over his body. Looking at the map in front of him, the things that the Japanese drew themselves were so embarrassed to call them maps?

It doesn't matter if Baoke Zhengzhi can't understand the latitude lines, but looking at the names of the villages above and some marked paths, he felt that he was stiff all over. He still found some familiar places to see. He didn't know what the villages were called, and there were clear marks on them. If he had been more helpless before, he really completely surrendered at this moment. "Lord, my subordinates think that there is no more accurate Japanese map in this world than this map. But what these lines represent, and I don't understand very well." Baoke Zhengzhi suddenly found that he had to learn a lot, and Chen Xie said casually: "This is the latitude line, this is the latitude line, this is the scale. I don't have time to explain it in detail now, and you will know through learning in the future."

Masato Boko was a few years older than Chen Xie, and he was still learning nothing. He immediately lowered his head and bowed: "Please ask the lord to send his eldest son to the Ming Dynasty to study." Chen Xie smiled with satisfaction after hearing this. No wonder this guy was trusted by Tokugawa Iemitsu. To put it bluntly, he is also one of Tokugawa Iemitsu's competitors in the position of the shogun.

In fact, this is very common in Japan, and giving hostages is an absolutely necessary statement. Of course, it depends on the strength of this lord. If you really can't do it, you have to rebel. Chen Xie was fine when he was there, what about the future? It depends on the degree of castration of Japan by Chen Xie. The US empire was very good at castration of Japan.

In this era, Japan really can't come up with much valuable things besides its population. In a sense, it is a loss to deal with Japan during this period. The investment is huge, and the output is not proportional. It can be said that Chen Xie's subordinates do not agree with this approach, regardless of their civil and military affairs.

When the special train arrived in Chenyang, Chen Xie finally heard it. It was not what his direct subordinates said, but it was a circle. After a simple welcoming ceremony, Qian Qianyi, who was seeking to enter the cabinet, smiled and asked in the carriage: "Mr., Japan's products are poor, why bother to fight? When will the financial and military power be collected?"

Hearing this, Chen Xie was quite shocked, but there was no expression on his face. What does this mean? This shows that the subordinates who never questioned their orders in the past began to speak for their own interests after reaching a height of life. There is no doubt that this kind of self-interest is in conflict with Chen Xie's interests, just like the contradiction between the Ming royal family and the civil officials group.

"Mr. Muzhai, don't persuade you to do this." Chen Xie replied calmly, then began to talk nonsense, and pulled the topic apart. When he arrived at the station, the former Chenyang Forbidden City. Standing in front of the Wugong Archway Building, he looked at the place where the palace was actually located, and looked up at the high wall gate with his hands behind his back, and laughed with a hee, "Who lived in this place before, you shouldn't have forgotten?"

As soon as this was said, the expressions of Liaodong civil and military officials were abnormal. What does this mean? Before everyone could react, Chen Xie turned around and said lightly: "Go back, I'm tired, I need to rest."

Under normal circumstances, Chen Xie had to attend the reception banquet, and now he gave it to everyone directly, with a full excuse. Everyone had to disperse. After Chang Shiren sent it away quietly, he turned around and came back. Chen Xie was still standing at the entrance of the Wugong Archway Building. When he saw him coming, he smiled and said, "There will be no longer a place to live. Set up a special department to manage and repair it, and open it to the people. Remember to collect tickets."

Seeing Chen Xie mention this matter with a smile, Chang Shiren became nervous. Qian Qianyi knew about it, but pretended not to know. Now is different. Many of the elderly people in Liaodong have been lazy. They live a good life, and who is willing to do a loss-making business? It can be said that most people from Liaodong civil and military personnel do not agree with it.

"Master, if you don't live here, where do you live?" Chang Shiren asked subconsciously, but Chen Xie smiled and said, "You are a landlord, do you still want me to find a place to live by myself?" Chang Shiren was stunned: "This..." Chen Xie waved his hand: "Okay, don't persuade me. When I saw this deep palace courtyard, I thought of the gloomy inside. There are not many people living in the past year and not much popularity. I don't want to live in such a place. I think, after living in this place for a long time, I will most likely follow Huang Taiji's footsteps."

Just this sentence made Chang Shiren sweat all over his body, and he stood attentively, looking straight at him, and shouted: "Master, I'm humble." The smile on Chen Xie's face suddenly disappeared, and he looked at him with a sneer and said: "Are you confused? Why can't I understand this? As a Liaodong uncle, with 100,000 heavy troops in his hand, how could you be a confused person?"

This sentence is heartbreaking. Chang Shiren stood straight and did not dare to refute at all. He shouted: "I have become selfish for a while. Please punish me." Chen Xie looked up and down at him. Seeing that his forehead was covered with sweat, he put away his cold face a little and snorted heavily: "Don't think I don't know what you think. It's not good for you to fight Japan. Your current position is already high enough. I don't want to make trouble anymore. Just stay in this position and sit down. Japan's products are poor. Once the war begins,

All the materials and military supplies are collected from Liaodong, and it will be difficult for you to convince the civil servants in charge of finance. Well, I have calculated the calculations for you. Since the first year of the new year, Liaodong's tax revenue has averaged about 5 million silver dollars per year. Excluding 40% of the 30% of the local expenses, deducting some complicated expenses, it is 10% tax. This means that there is a surplus of million silver dollars per year. In recent years, the ground in Liaodong has been calm and there are no natural disasters. You have saved 70 to 8 million yuan in your hands."

Speaking of this, Chen Xie stopped. Chang Shiren was sweating profusely and still stood attentively and said solemnly: "Mr., you have been counting less. From the first year of Jianxin to the present, the surplus on the Liaodong Governor's Office has been 13 million."

"Oh, it's not bad, it's much more than I think. After this battle, I have to consume five million yuan. In addition, I have to spend about five million yuan to place the money for Japan's aftermath. Well, this is enough, I don't have to make another money." Chen Xie was happy after saying that. Chang Shiren breathed a sigh of relief, and Chen Xie pulled his face down again.

"After you go back, draw a list. Forget about civil servants, all the generals who oppose the Eastern Expedition should be sent to retire. No matter what position he has, since he has no ambition, don't stay in my army. And you, after the Eastern Expedition, don't stay in Liaodong, go to India to be the governor."

Hearing this, Chang Shiren was completely relieved. The fear of these old people for Chen Xie was deeply rooted in their bones. The higher the senior management, the stronger the feeling. "Mr., some people oppose the Eastern Expedition because they have no benefits in it."

"You agree that you don't want to offend people, right?" Chen Xie's words were stabbed in the heart like a knife. Chang Shiren's expression was bitter and sighed: "Est officers at all levels in Liaodong are all popular in the eyes of local officials and businessmen. Many people have married local officials and businessmen, and their interests are complicated. There are many things, and they are not easy to say much. They are brothers who have been born and died."

"First find a place to live, and then let Li Hunyuan come to see me." After saying this, Chen Xie turned around and the carriage. Chang Shiren quickly sent someone to arrange it. Of course, there was a place to live. A wealthy merchant in the city who made wool textiles built a garden. (To be continued...)
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