The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria’s Mandate of Heaven

Phnom Penh, the residence of the official Jin family.

Sitting at a square table were some of the most powerful Chenla people in Chenla Kingdom. On the left sat Xie Su, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and Deng Changbu, the head of punishment.

Sitting on the right are Jin Jie, the Chief Trade Officer, and Jin Pan, the Chief Foreign Affairs Office.

Sitting north and facing south, the old man wearing purple robes in the middle is called Parasu, and he is Hara of Chenla, the great prime minister.

Facing the old man was Hong Bufu, the commander of the Chenla Imperial Army.

Palasu spoke first.

"Since everyone can get together today, I won't say too much. The Yue people will perish and I will never die in Chenla. In the name of suppressing the rebellion, I will destroy my city and plunder my people. The prefect of Chaizhen The entire family of Kiriha was wiped out. If we continue to allow the Yue people to behave indiscriminately, Kiriha’s end today will be our end tomorrow.”

Chief Criminal Officer Deng Changbu slapped the table hard and sighed helplessly.

"Where is the law of the king, what is the law of heaven, isn't Ruan Yue afraid of the Buddha's manifestation and retribution?"

Most of Chenla and Vietnam believe in Buddhism.

Xie Su, the head of the Office of Internal Affairs, hated waiting for Deng Changbu's weakness, and didn't believe Guan Jinpan, so he said.

"At this time, do you still expect the Buddha to appear? Let's study how to save ourselves. Mr. Guan Jinpan, is the Western Yi you said reliable? I'm afraid it's not the French lackeys who pretended to be tricked by us?"

The French once funded the Vietnamese, and the Vietnamese began to suppress the French everywhere after they became strong, so the Chenla people mistakenly believed that the French were the servants of the Vietnamese.

"No, their languages ​​are different, and I heard from Western businessmen that the Austrians are the deadly enemies of the French." Guan Jinpan replied.

Xie Su naturally understood that the enemy of an enemy is a friend, so he continued to ask.

"How powerful are their firearms? How is it compared to our bird guns?"

Hong Bufu, the commander of the forbidden army, said.

"Amazing! Compared with the new-style foreign guns, our bird guns are fire sticks. The new-style foreign guns are fast and accurate, and powerful. It is useless to wear rattan armor under the iron armor. The best thing is that it is not afraid of moisture. , don’t be afraid that it won’t light up.”

The climate in Chenla is hot and humid, and the lead wires of matchlock guns are prone to moisture, which seriously affects shooting.

In this era, flintlock guns have been developed for hundreds of years, and the granulated black powder brought by Ambrosius is not comparable to traditional black powder powder.

Pellets are granular so they don't stick together even when squeezed by a cleaning rod, whereas black powder is more likely to become a lump from the combination of force and moisture.

The gaps left between the particles of gunpowder allow oxygen to support the combustion of the gunpowder, making the burning rate more uniform and improving the burning efficiency of the gunpowder.

Powder gunpowder sprays a considerable part of the gunpowder that has not been ignited out of the gun barrel when shooting, so its power is greatly increased.

It's just that officials in Chenla don't understand this.

Although Xie Su was not reconciled, he believed in Hong Bufu, the commander of the Forbidden Army. If it weren't for the great commander, the wealthy family in Phnom Penh would have been wiped out by Zhang Ming.

Zhang Mingdao was a confidant general of Emperor Mingming of Vietnam. He was named the Governor of Chenla by Emperor Mingming, and implemented a policy of extermination and assimilation in Chenla.

The old man in the middle spoke again.

"But one hundred taels of silver is really too expensive. No matter how good the barbarian weapons are, I can't afford to buy them. If I only buy a few thousand, I'm afraid it will be difficult to use them. Ruan Yue has an army of 100,000."

"Your Excellency Ambrosius has three conditions."

"tell me the story."

"Give them a piece of rural land for them to live in. I have already arranged for people to do it."

"Well, that's right. I have a vast land and abundant resources in Chenla. Not to mention the land of a township, even a county can be given." The old man nodded. Just pay taxes.

"They also want to build churches and honor their ancestors."

"It's human nature to miss one's hometown and worship one's ancestors. It seems that these Xiyi are not uneducated people."

"Their leader wants to see Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"You bastard! How dare the barbarians be so rude! It's the absurdity of the world, how can Princess Fengyan be seen by these barbarians?" The old man was furious.

It's just that the other people present were not very angry.

"His Majesty Anzan is still in the hands of the Vietnamese. If we can welcome His Majesty back, not to mention seeing the princesses, it would be a good idea to let the princesses go to marry each other." said Jin Jie, the chief trade officer who had been silent all this time.

Prime Minister Palasu originally wanted to reprimand this ignorant bastard, but everyone around him fell silent, as if acquiescing to what Guan Jinjie said.

Parasu thinks about it too, the country is about to perish, so what's the use of these etiquettes.

"We promised them these three conditions, how much cheaper it can be."

"Thirty taels." Guan Jinpan replied.

The old man thought for a moment, then said.

"Tell them, we can allocate a county to them. But the foreign guns cost fifty taels, so sell them to us."

"I will do my best to live up to the Prime Minister and Zhenla." Official Jin Pan Dayi replied sternly.

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Night, Phnom Penh, East Bridge Restaurant.

"Then now, I would like to ask you all to contribute money and strength to face the national calamity together." Parasu raised his glass, drank it and said, "I am the Prime Minister of Chenla, and I will start with me. I will contribute two hundred thousand taels."

Two hundred thousand taels is definitely a very large number in Chenla. You must know that under the exploitation of the Vietnamese, the treasury of Chenla can only enter 30,000 to 50,000 taels of silver every year. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Even soldiers and officials I can't even pay my salary. (At this time, the Qing Dynasty was 40 million taels)

Parasu really brought out his old background, but because the number was too scary, no one responded for a long time. Everyone's arms were numb, and they looked at each other, waiting for the next person to express their opinion.

Guan Jinpan couldn't take it anymore and drank the wine in one gulp.

"I would like to offer 10,000 taels of silver and 10,000 hu of rice."

Although Guan Jinpan is a second-rank official in Chenla, and Guan Jin's family is a powerful family in Chenla, this number is quite a lot for his family.

Then Guan Jinjie also drank the wine in one gulp.

"I'm the same as my elder brother, with 10,000 taels of silver and 10,000 hu of rice."

After Guan Jinjie finished speaking, he and Guan Jinpan cried together, because this was almost all the assets their family could use, and if there was more, it would be turned into a seller's property.

Afterwards, Xie Su, the head of the Office of Internal Affairs, was also willing to offer 5,000 taels, and Hong Bufu, the commander of the imperial army, 1,000 taels.

After that, it's outrageous, these businessmen, officials, landlords, and gentlemen, you two hundred, I three hundred, the most outrageous is the chief criminal officer Deng Changbu, he only paid 50 taels.

This made Parasu very angry, because this Deng Changbu took more than 200 taels of bribes at a time, he said tremblingly.

"You bunch of moths! The country's affairs are so depraved, you can't go to battle to kill the enemy, and you don't want to give out that little wealth? Deng Changbu! Why do you only pay fifty taels, the chief punishment officer!"

Deng Changbu also had reasons, and said very disdainfully.

"My annual salary should be one hundred and fifty taels, but now I'm given twenty taels a year. I've been an official for seventeen years, and the Chenla Kingdom still owes me two thousand two hundred taels."

Parasu was so angry that he almost fainted. He deeply felt the helplessness of Lord Chongzhen back then.