"You have to be clear that the current control of the Mingshi cannot prevent the gentry who have made great money from immigrating to us, but I still promise to help you as much as possible. I don't want the people of the same Han country to live in dire straits."

Prosecutor Zhu You, who knew the recent situation of the Ming Dynasty, sighed. The fact is that as Yun Yi said, the issue of immigration cannot be discussed with Yun Yi as a condition. Seeing that he still agreed, he completely relaxed and said sincerely: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"You just need to know the saying 'the power comes from the barrel of a gun'. I have mentioned it to you repeatedly. When you go back, I will support you with a batch of weapons and equipment, but it will not be handed over to you before you take power, and you don't want bad things to happen. Your brother is not a qualified emperor, and his physical condition is extremely poor and he has no direct descendants. If you have a good relationship with the Donglin Party, you will be the best candidate for the emperor in the future. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand that when I return to China, I will continue to make friends with civil officials like the Donglin Party. I will not let them down in the future. Maybe I will give them a big surprise." Zhu Youjian's tone was full of coldness.

"I look forward to the people in the Han ancestral lands where they can live in happiness. When will they go back?" Yun Yi asked after seeing that he had understood what he meant.

"I have only left a small part of the Chinese Empire. I will stay for a few more months and just go back before the Spring Festival."

"I wish you a happy inspection."

Looking at Zhu Youjian who was leaving, Yun Yi was actually full of doubts. He didn't know whether the future development of the Ming Dynasty was good or bad, and it was completely different from the original history. With his current attitude, he would inevitably embark on a completely different path.

"It seems that Black and his friends' daily banquets are not useless. Today's unexpected gains are very exciting." Yun Yi withdrew his gaze and said as he looked at the report in his hand.

"Yes, with so many European businessmen with strong capital willing to do things for us, I believe South America will soon belong to us." The Minister of the Central Plains of Lu replied.

"Are there any specific plans?"

"The preliminary plan is to let them go to the colonies in South America and purchase land in large quantities. The larger the scope, the better. I believe that a large area of ​​land that is still barren is not important to the colonial governments of various countries. They will be sold to them happily, and then for a little development, the empire chooses an opportunity to agree to their naturalization, and then finds reasons to refuse to pay taxes to the local colonial government. The empire will put pressure on them in time. I believe that when Africa is in chaos, they will choose wise results, and the specific steps will be planned in more detail later."

"Then carry on, and if necessary, they can give them financial support and tell them that the empire of outstanding meritorious deeds will not be stingy with the rewards of titles."

"Yes, your Majesty."

Minister Lu said goodbye and left, Yun Yi stepped up the handling of various accumulated affairs, tried to return to modern time and space as early as possible, and continued to explore the path.

At the same time, on the African continent, the sequelae of the destruction of the British-French joint fleet has undoubtedly broken out. France occupied the Moroccan area adjacent to West Africa and Spain, and wars were raging. Spanish troops assisted by the navy occupied a large area of ​​West African land. Small countries in Italy, Portugal and Belgium took advantage of the situation to rob, blatantly or timidly eroding British-French colonies, and the territories of the two countries disappeared at a visible speed.

In a valley in the Qiaoqi Plateau southwest of Lake Chad, a group of expeditions from the UK were moving forward slowly.

"Captain Ham, when will we get out of this damn plateau canyon?"

The sweaty team member shouted at the leader of Ham who was holding the horse.

"Damn Josen, shut your mouth. As long as the news is true, can we all make a fortune? Golden gold will fill your house. Do you think wealth can be obtained so easily?" Ham, who was also sweating, shouted impatiently.

"Captain, cut Josen's share. This damn guy only eats barbecue and drinks rum. His appetite has increased our workload." Someone in the team expressed his opinions in a timely manner.

"Yes, cut Josen's share." The crowd expressed their agreement in unison.

"Shut up, you damn guys, can you find gold ore? Can you harvest a lot of prey every day?" Qiao Sen threatened in anger when he saw that he seemed to be angry with public anger.

Well, it seems that his threat is indeed very effective. No one knows the location of the ore burial than Qiao Sen. The helpless people had to shut up, and only a few people were still muttering dissatisfied.

"Pull yourself up, guys, we should be able to get out of this damn mountain canyon tomorrow. At that time, what appears in front of us will be a large grassland. I hope we can find a large enough gold mine on a certain river. I hope the news I bought with huge gold coins will not go wrong."

In order to achieve his goal, Ham diverted everyone's attention.

The team that restored quiet continued to move forward, looking forward to finding gold mines in the future that could make me a superior nobleman.

The next day, the expedition team members who had recovered some energy packed their luggage, wiped the weapons in their hands, took the horses, and set off again.

"Guys, I think we've already walked out of the valley." Ham shouted at the vague exit in the distance.

Amid the cheers of everyone, they all accelerated their pace and ran forward. The slightly flat road surface was already able to ride a horse.

"Hi, guys, has anyone heard of a city built here?" Qiao Sen, who was the fastest, was obviously stunned and turned around and asked the guys who arrived one after another.

"Is there any problem? I haven't heard of any country that has cities here. At most, it will only be a mine with a large number of black slaves. Oh, damn, has God appeared?" As the team members were stunned, Ham, who arrived, looked at the distance, was also shocked.

As the crowd looked at it, a huge stone city stood tall next to a wide river, with black people entering and leaving the city gate, farmland outside the city, and a small group of black soldiers patrolling with combs.

"Welcome guests from Europe to the Demon Empire as guests. I believe your experience will be very wonderful in the future."

Suddenly, many black soldiers appeared around the expedition, pointing at everyone from a distance, talking about a black man with a black horn on his head, in skillful English, and his tone was frivolous and authentic.

"God, have you abandoned the world? How could a monster with horns appear?" Qiao Sen murmured to himself, he was already shocked.

"A monster with horns, are you referring to me?" The face of the demon god Zimin instantly became gloomy. He slapped Qiao Sen hard and slapped him to the ground. Qiao Sen coughed violently and spitted out blood. He lay on the ground and struggled to get up. Looking at the remaining expedition team members who were about to move, he smiled and said, "I don't mind letting you meet your God immediately. I believe that smart people will put down their weapons, right?"
Chapter completed!