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  Chapter 617 614 [Happy to miss Shu]

  The king of Champa, Po Lai, is related to the Vietnamese Lord Nguyen, and they probably belong to cousins ​​in terms of seniority.

  The two countries were once married.

   Liu Xiangke was invited into the palace, Po Lai brought the ministers out, and the monarch and ministers knelt down to worship together, without feeling any shame at all.

  The monarch of a country kneels down to himself, which makes Liu Xiangke feel refreshed.

  Liu Xiangke was arrogant, without saying a word, looking forward with his nostrils upturned.

   "Your envoy, please come in. Xiao Wang has prepared singing, dancing, drinking, food and entertainment." Instead of getting angry because of this, Po Lai became even more awed, and spoke with a flattering tone.

  Liu Xiangke suddenly said: "My lord is in the world, and Champa is a vassal of China. Why hasn't he come to worship?"

   After the words were translated, the monarch and ministers of Champa who had just stood up were so frightened that they knelt down again.

  Po Lai said: "It's all because of the oppression of Guangnan Kingdom (Vietnamese Lord Nguyen) and forced Champa to be its vassal state. Xiao Wang admires China wholeheartedly. Even if the country dies this time, he will take the risk to go to China to see him!"

  Liu Xiangke scolded angrily: "It's a bunch of nonsense! If you want to join us, you can send people to pay tribute secretly. Could it be that the Ruan family can still find out? You didn't even send an envoy, which shows that you don't regard China as the suzerain at all!"

   Po Lai didn't know how to answer, and turned to look at his minister.

  Hetu quickly said: "Your envoy, Rong Jin, Champa is remote, and he doesn't know the real situation in China. I hope to make amends!"

   "Yes, yes, the news here is not smooth." Po Lai said quickly.

   Liu Xiangke refused to let go: "When I entered the city just now, I saw that Bin Tonglong had Chinese merchants. How could your news not be well-informed?"

  The monarch and ministers were speechless, and their faces turned pale with fright. It seemed that the Chinese emperor was really angry.

  Looked stunned for a while, Po Lai suddenly wept and kowtowed: "It's Xiao Wang's fault, please forgive me, His Majesty the Emperor of China."

  The king was always playing tricks, Liu Xiangke finally let it go, and said with a cold snort: "If you want to ask His Majesty to forgive you, you can go to Nanjing to plead guilty!"

   "I must go, I must go!" Po Lai said repeatedly.

  When the Chinese imperial family left the capital, all civil and military officials felt that it was not safe.

  The monarch of a small country didn’t care, he only said that Zheng He’s voyages to the West, the Middle East and India sent envoys to China with the ship. In the Nanyang region, however, several kings brought their wives and children with them, and ran to Beijing to pay tribute with their families.

  These kings didn't want to leave when they arrived in Beijing.

  Just like the presidents or chiefs of small African countries in later generations who have lived in Europe and the United States for a long time, they are unwilling to return to their own countries. There are only three kings of small countries who died of illness in China in historical records. And in one of them, only the eldest son was allowed to return to the throne, and the queen and other princes all stayed in China to settle down.

  Getting the answer he wanted, Liu Xiangke finally took a step and walked in surrounded by the monarchs and ministers.

  The wine and food are served, and the band and dancers are also in place.

  Liu Xiangke and the envoys accompanied by the mission, while eating and drinking, while admiring, completely regard this place as their own home.

   Let's dance to a song.

   Po Lai winked at the minister, and He Tu immediately said: "Master Messenger, Guangnan Kingdom keeps expelling refugees to our country to cultivate wasteland, and these refugees still don't pay taxes to our country. What if the king goes to China for pilgrimage, and the Ruan family takes the opportunity to send troops to invade?"

   Liu Xiangke sneered and said: "If he dares to send troops, China will definitely send a large army to go on an expedition!"

   Obtaining this promise, the monarchs and ministers were overjoyed, and finally hugged their thighs.

   Po Lai still felt uneasy, and said: "Your Majesty, please, send a thousand heavenly soldiers to station in Bintong Long for a long time. The food for these heavenly soldiers will be supplied by Champa. How about it?"

   Is there such a good thing as giving pillows when you are sleepy?

  North Korea counts as one, and Zhancheng counts as one, and they both ask China to garrison troops.

  In fact, if you think about it carefully, it's not too outrageous.

  Look at Japan and South Korea a few hundred years later, they still don’t provide military expenses for the United States to station troops. If the United States withdraws its troops one day, South Korea and Japan will definitely hold their thighs and beg Dad not to leave.

Liu Xiangke did not agree on the spot, but said with a stern face: "I am a soldier, brave and good at fighting, conquering from south to north, and invincible. Let alone a thousand, even if five hundred people are stationed in Bintonglong, the Guangnan soldiers come. You will return in a big defeat. For your request, go to Nanjing and ask His Majesty face to face."

   "Yes, yes." Po Lai nodded repeatedly.

  After rambling on and on for a long time, Liu Xiangke heard that the translator had mentioned the customs of this country, and asked very unhappy: "The folks in Champa seem to be dominated by women. Isn't it a reversal of the world?"

   The translator didn't know what to say about turning the world upside down, so he said, "Your country, the women should not be the masters, but the men should be the masters."

   Po Lai repeatedly said yes, and then sighed: "The custom has always been like this, and it really can't be changed."

   Champa still retains the legacy of the matrilineal clan.

  Families are divided on the matrilineal line, and the property is inherited by daughters. The younger ones inherit more, and the sons get nothing. When married, the man also married into the woman's family.

  Of course, it is different in the city. These phenomena are all in the countryside.

  Liu Xiangke said: "Men are for cadres, and women are for kun. Men are for heaven, and women are for earth. You guys should build more schools to educate those rural people and let them know these truths."

  Bolai said: "Your envoy is right, but there are not so many scholars as teachers."

   Liu Xiangke said with a smile: "This is easy to handle. The emperor of our country respects the way of saints and takes it as his duty to educate all people in the world. After returning, I will report to the Holy Majesty that I will definitely send my husband to educate the people of Champa."

  An upside-down world is all nonsense, and the purpose of building a school to implement Sinicization is the goal.

  Hetu was very upset. He is a prophet who monopolizes knowledge, and he doesn't like China's meddling in this aspect.

   Liu Xiangke played in Champa for half a month, and King Po Lai Maliu set off to accompany him, bringing his queen, concubine and children with him. As for state affairs, leave it to Minister Hetu.

  Hetu was so happy that he went crazy, and only begged the king never to come back.

   But Nguyen Phuc Lan of Vietnam was a little anxious when he learned that King Champa was going to China for an audience, and called his son Nguyen Phuc Bin to discuss it.

  Ruan Fubin said: "Father, don't worry, you should send troops immediately!"

  Ruan Fulan hesitated: "What should the Chinese emperor blame?"

Ruan Fubin said: "Provide food and weapons to the Vietnamese people in Champa, and we will send troops to sneak in. If the Chinese emperor pursues it, he will say that the king of Champa is cruel and innocent, and it has nothing to do with our Ruan family. "

  Ruan Fulan's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands: "Good idea!"

  …

   King Champa and his family became obsessed when they arrived in Guangzhou by boat. After walking around the city, the king and the prince were so happy that they didn't even want to go to Nanjing. They only wished to live in Guangzhou for the rest of their lives.

   Champa is a big place, only the capital city is decent, and it is still a low earth wall.

   In terms of food, there are only a few things that come and go.

  In terms of entertainment, they also sing and dance.

   Eating, drinking and having fun, how can it be as comfortable as Guangzhou?

   "My lord, how many cities like Guangzhou are there in China?" Po Lai couldn't help asking.

  Liu Xiangke smiled: "There are too many to count."

  Bharai was skeptical, but soon convinced.

  Because every time the fleet docks, it stops in a big city, and Shanghai, which has just developed, is a bit behind.

   Then came the big cities along the Yangtze River, which dazzled Po Lai.

   Arriving in Nanjing, Po Lai plopped down on the pier, prostrating and bowing to the majestic city wall: "O God!"

  The king knelt down, and the whole royal family followed suit.

  Not only Liu Xiangke, but even the coolies on the pier showed contemptuous and proud smiles. Because this kind of scene in front of me is staged almost every year, and the city of Nanjing can always make Fanbang barbarians kneel down in shock.

   A few days later, Po Lai went to the palace to have an audience.

  He was walking in the Forbidden City like sleepwalking. The towering and long palace walls made him feel that his palace was like a beggar's residence.

  In a certain hall, when Po Lai saw the emperor, he completely forgot the etiquette learned from the etiquette officer, and subconsciously fell to his knees. What's more, it was prostrating and kneeling, and wanted to crawl over and kiss the emperor's boots.

   Kissing the boots is not mean, but a sincere submission to the dignitary.

   "Back off!" Li Xiangjun snapped.

   Po Lai is a little confused, why is it wrong to submit allegiance?

  Zhao Han couldn't help laughing, and said, "Give me a seat."

   Po Lai Xie En sat down, looked at the emperor secretly, suddenly felt extremely majestic, and thought that the Chinese emperor was indeed not a mortal.

   There is nothing to talk about, they are all words without nutrition.

  A specific diplomatic plan has been drawn up. China will send 1,000 troops to Bin Thong Lung, food will be provided by Champa, and soldiers’ salaries and other military expenses will be provided by China. Champa is a vassal of China, and the surplus grain of Champa will also be sold to Chinese businessmen, and will no longer be sold to the Ruan regime. The emperor of China canonized Po Lai as the king of Champa and bestowed a golden seal.

   Moreover, this time the Champa Kingdom paid tribute to a large number of local products such as ebony, ivory, rhinoceros horn, Jialan incense, and Jiangzhen incense. China gave roughly equivalent amounts of cloth, porcelain, and tea in return. Anyway, the two governments both made money, which was equivalent to a long-distance trade.

  China sent teachers to Champa to build a school.

  After talking nonsense, Po Lai suddenly knelt down again: "Your Majesty, Xiao Wang requests to settle in Nanjing!"

   Hearing the translator's words, Zhao Han didn't understand, and asked, "You stay in Nanjing, what should you do in Champa?"

  Bharai said: "Let the son go back and be king."

  Zhao Han thought for a while, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Well, there is a construction company built a house by the Xuanwu Lake outside Nanjing City. You can buy a house and live in it."

   "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!" Po Lai was overjoyed.

  Leaving the palace, Po Lai called the eldest son Po Tu: "I want to stay in Nanjing, you go back to be the king, and then send someone to bring some goods over."

  Potu said: "Father, I also want to stay in Nanjing, just let my second brother go back and be king."

  So Po Lai called the second son again, but the second son didn't want to go back.

  In spite of everything, the father and son fiddled for a while, and the third son finally agreed to return to the country to succeed him.

  The family ran non-stop and went to restaurants for dinner. Although the imperial court also provided meals for foreign guests, how could such working meals be as delicious as restaurant food?

  The store clerk saw the battle, and laughed immediately: "There are foreign guests, and they will serve you in the private room!"

  The real meaning is: There are fat sheep again, but they can be slaughtered vigorously!

   I don’t know that this big family can squander the money in Nanjing for several years.

  (end of this chapter)