The Wanli Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was extremely rebellious

Chapter 693 The fox pretends to be the tiger's power
It was already quite hot on Umana Island in February.

The weather here is really similar to that on Luzon Island.

It's only cool for a few months in winter; it starts getting hot as soon as spring arrives.

This climate is indeed suitable for rice growth.

However, Wanli really didn't know much about planting crops; he didn't even know how to cultivate seedlings under such climatic conditions.

Fortunately, Xu Guangqi and Wang Xiangjin were in the Eastern Capital Commandery in North America, so he could simply order the Flying Dragon Ship to bring these two experts over.

With the help of two experts, the rice seedlings were cultivated very quickly.

An army marches on its stomach. Transporting grain from the Ming Dynasty to the Americas, tens of thousands of miles away, was simply impractical. Therefore, the Ming Dynasty had already changed its methods of transporting and storing grain.

The solution Wanli came up with was to first mobilize able-bodied young laborers from the border towns to overseas to grow grain, and then mobilize a large number of people to come over once the grain was produced.

He was very concerned about the food production on Umana Island, as it was crucial to the establishment of the Central American defense line.

Early that morning, around 7 a.m., just like on Luzon Island, he followed Xu Guangqi and Wang Xiangjin off the ship and went to the fields near the port to check on the growth of the rice seedlings.

Under the protection of the Imperial Guards and elite soldiers, they quickly arrived at a rice paddy.

The term "秧" refers to the seedlings of plants, and "秧苗" specifically refers to the seedlings of rice, also known as rice seedlings.

The rice seedlings have grown to about the length of a finger by now, and their dense, lush green color gives people a sense of prosperity.

Xu Guangqi squatted down without hesitation, pulled a rice seedling from the muddy paddy field, carefully examined the leaves and roots, and then said with a face full of satisfaction: "Your Majesty, this place is really suitable for growing rice. Not only is the climate very suitable, but the soil is also very suitable."

The land here is quite fertile. Even if we plant rice on land that has never been used before, the yield shouldn't decrease. I estimate that with the rice varieties we've formulated multiple times, and with just a little fertilizer, the yield per mu (a Chinese unit of area, approximately 0.165 acres) could reach around three shi (a Chinese unit of dry measure).

Such a high yield per acre!

Upon hearing this, Emperor Wanli couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

However, he quickly added with concern, "The fertilizer problem is not easy to solve. If we want to build a fertilizer production workshop here, we will have to bring a lot of dredgers, crushers and mixers from the Ming Dynasty."

Moreover, all these things need to be made on the spot. I already sent the flying dragon ship back to deliver the decree, but it will probably take at least two months for them to finish building and bring them over. I'm afraid there won't be any fertilizer available for the first season.”

There is actually a way to do this, but it's a bit unseemly.

Xu Guangqi thought for a moment, then cautiously said, "Your Majesty, there is actually a way to solve this problem."

There are many swamps in the Dongdusi area of ​​North America. We can have people dig up some silt, dry it, and bring it over without any problem.

Also, none of the vassal states there farm; they just dump their human and animal waste directly into the grasslands. If we pay them a little money to collect it, we're sure we can gather a lot.

These two ingredients, when mixed together, are quite fertile. We don't need to apply much per acre; sending about two hundred flying dragon boats to haul them a few times should be enough for the first season."

Then send a flying dragon ship to pull it.

As they were discussing their plans, thousands of ships slowly approached from the direction of the East Capital in North America.

Fujian-style warships and centipede ships?

When Wanli looked up, he was taken aback.

He took the binoculars handed to him by the Imperial Guards and scanned the area, and couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

Li Guozhu and Deshera?
Are all the cannons on those hundreds of Fujian warships replaced?
He took another closer look at the cannons on the thousand-ton Fujian warship, and sure enough, they had all been replaced with muzzle-loading cannons.

The processing speed of the Ming Dynasty is really too fast. In just a short time, more than a thousand cannons have been processed, transported over and assembled from the Ming Dynasty.

He glanced at it carefully, then decisively said, "General Shan, send someone to deliver an imperial edict, instructing Guo Zhu and De Sheila to come directly over. I won't return to the flagship; there's still a lot of work to be done there, which is troublesome."

Shan Sinan immediately sent someone to deliver the imperial edict.

Before long, the Imperial Guards on the perimeter led Li Guozhu and Deshera over.

Desila was baffled. The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty had actually come to the farmland, and judging from his posture, it seemed he was checking on the growth of the crops.

Colonial robbers don't engage in production; De Shera simply doesn't understand things like growing food.

He couldn't understand why His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty would come to the farmland.

European nobles would never even glance at the farmland; that's something their farm owners would do.

The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, of such high status, had actually come to inspect the farmland in person. He was somewhat bewildered.

Li Guozhu tugged at his sleeve, and he quickly followed suit, bowing and paying his respects.

Wanli nodded slightly, then asked, "De Sheila, are you preparing to go to the Governor-General's territory of Brazil?"

Yes, I'm going to become a real governor.

Those nobles dared to look down on me. This time, I'll make them understand the consequences of looking down on me.

Anyone who dares to disobey me will be beaten to a pulp!

De Shera suddenly realized what was happening and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, Your Majesty, the Indian warriors we hired are almost fully trained, and the sailing warships are ready. I'm going to the Viceroyalty of Brazil to deal with those nobles."

Why are you only thinking about getting rid of your own people?

Emperor Wanli shook his head slightly, then solemnly said, "I don't care how you deal with those nobles. I just want to know the specific intelligence on the Dutch and Anglo-French allied forces."

You absolutely must investigate this thoroughly, otherwise I truly don't know how many troops I'll need to mobilize to help you reclaim the Governor-General's territory of Brazil and the Gold Coast.

Upon hearing this, De Shera nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, no problem, I will order them to investigate. Last time they ignored me, the governor, but this time we will make them risk their lives to find out the truth for me."

You were really annoyed last time, weren't you?

Fine, do whatever you want, I just need the intelligence.

Wanli nodded slightly, then instructed, "Guozhu, you go with him to help."

This essentially means giving him control of the fleet and the troops of the vassal states.

Upon hearing this, Li Guozhu immediately cupped his hands and bowed, saying, "This humble general obeys the order."

Wanli nodded slightly, then carefully instructed, "Deshera, don't reveal the identities of the State Advisor and the soldiers of our Great Ming on those ships. Just say that they were also hired by you."

Descartes nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

This guy is probably eager to show off his power or take revenge on those nobles.

Wanli nodded slightly, then waved his hand and said, "Go, and remember to find out the situation of the Dutch and Anglo-French allied forces as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Deshera quickly pulled Li Guozhu aside, bowed, and took his leave.

This guy was really eager to deal with those nobles.

He was really angry last time.

He had originally envisioned becoming the governor, and governing the vast Viceroyalty of Brazil, which he thought would be incredibly prestigious.

As a result, they completely ignored him, the governor. They wouldn't even listen to him or do anything he said, let alone invite him to dinner.

He visited several colonies, and the nobles there still had the same attitude. In fact, when he wanted to replenish his food, fruits, and vegetables, they even asked him to pay for them!
The contrast was too great; he was so angry he almost turned on these guys and started a fight.

Unfortunately, he only had a few dozen men under his command at that time, and they were no match for those guys. He could only swallow his anger.

Now things are different; he has 50,000 men and over a thousand ships under his command.

He led his massive fleet to Pernambuco, a city in the northern part of the Governor-General's territory of Brazil that had not yet fallen. He surrounded the port and then led 20,000 troops to Olinda, the capital of Pernambuco, which was not far from the port. He completely surrounded the lord's mansion there.

This truly frightened the nobles here.

Who would have thought that this junior captain, who was originally guarding a colonial outpost, could gather tens of thousands of troops and thousands of ships?

Would they dare to disobey?

De Shera originally wanted to find someone to vent his anger on.

As a result, the nobles here were so frightened by his demeanor that they were like quails, nodding in agreement and daring not to disobey in the slightest.

He was clearly using someone else's power to intimidate others, yet he lied and claimed that the ships and men were rented and hired by him.

In those days, the rule in Europe was that whoever had the biggest fist was the boss. At this moment, Deschela's fist was terrifyingly big, and the nobles here had no choice but to obediently listen to him.

They all knew very well how they had treated the governor in the first place.

If they dare to disobey now, this governor might just kill them!
(End of this chapter)