"The traitor King Mangbai slaughtered the royal family, resulting in the death of the royal family. If you choose someone at will, you may be dissatisfied with the people. My ministers are willing to ask His Majesty the Emperor to supervise the national affairs of the people of Myanmar, so that the people can live in peace and the people will enjoy their careers. If Your Majesty agrees, it is a blessing for Myanmar and the people to have the blessing of Myanmar." Aaron had a lot of people, with only one goal. Take advantage of the opportunity now to hug Zhu Jun's thighs. In the future, no matter whether Zhu Jun is in charge of the country or not, the Ming army will definitely be the strongest force in Myanmar. Isn't it unreasonable to hold such thick legs without hugging them?

"I am following the words of the Right Sponsor. I ask Your Majesty to supervise the country to make the people of Myanmar happy. We are willing to serve Your Majesty." Hulala, a large number of Burmese officials and Burmese generals bowed down one after another, leaving only a dozen Burmese officials hesitating, and then bowed to the ground.

Zhu Jun's control of the power of the Burmese Kingdom has become a fait accompli. Who dares not to be at this time? The Burmese officials who had a little bit of backbone had already been killed by Wang Mangbai, and what was left was nothing but a group of kowtow insects.

"Please ask His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty to reign, and our ants are looking forward to it." Some Burmese gentry also loudly agreed in the distance.

Zhu Jun looked around calmly and spoke with everyone's expectations: "I have decided to do so and will never interfere with the affairs of the country. The mountains and rivers of the Burmese people should be handled by the Burmese people, and this case must not be opened."

Zhu Jun refused, but there was no reason, just because the Burmese people did not sincerely submit, but were just taking advantage of their own power and the might of the Ming army. Now he agreed that after he stayed for a long time, someone would definitely make excuses to cause trouble.

"Now I have sent people to search for the descendants of the Prince of Myanmar. You Burmese ministers are the representatives of the country's affairs. I will stay here for a while and choose a date to detach the camp and return to southern Myanmar. You must respect your duties, appease the people, and wait for the new king." Zhu Jun finished his words, turned around and got off the high platform, and followed him with a group of followers.

That night, all the Ming army was stationed in the Awa military camp, and the soldiers and horses from all over the country were stationed outside the city, so naturally they were not allowed to reward the three armies. They were rewarded according to their merits. Zhu Jun stayed in the military camp. Although the Burmese officials were eager to ask Zhu Jun to enter the palace to live, Zhu Jun firmly refused. Now all the Burmese people think that Zhu Jun is an ordinary saint, and send troops to fight for rebellion and not to benefit themselves. It is like a person suddenly spent a lot of money to help you, but in the end he did not ask for anything in return. Such people will be respected wherever they are placed.

It is impossible for Zhu Jun to live in the palace. He is the emperor of the Supreme Kingdom. It is a great face to be favored by the palace, but Zhu Jun still has concerns. First, he is afraid that those who are interested will secretly provoke it, which will make people suspicious. After all, there is no master in the palace. Wouldn't your guest want to turn the guests around when you enter? Second, Zhu Jun, the Burmese attendant in the palace, is not relieved, so it is better to live in the camp.

At this time, the sky outside the camp was pitch black, and sometimes there were dog barking in the long streets, which were generally quiet and scary. Zhu Jun's tent was brightly lit, but he did not stop. Outside the tent, county magistrates from other places from Myanmar entered one after another, waiting for Zhu Jun's summons. These county magistrates were all changing their responsibilities. When they saw that the Ming army defeated Aduo, they each raised troops and changed their flags in their area under the jurisdiction and led their own troops to Awa City to meet with Zhu Jun's army.

Zhu Jun comforted them one by one, and only casually talked about family matters, talked about the friendly relations between the Ming Dynasty and the Myanmar, but never talked about government affairs. These county magistrates originally wanted to persuade Zhu Jun to supervise the country. After all, they supported Zhu Jun to challenge the rebellion. After all, they were a faction. Zhu Jun could help them get a lot of benefits. If they were replaced with a new king, they would not remember the contributions of your rebellion. Isn’t it a waste of time to come with hard work these days?

Zhu Jun always had an elusive smile. When the county magistrates talked about the matter of governing the country, they changed the topics, which made the county magistrates feel frustrated.

Until the second update, a group of county magistrates were sent away. General Zhu Jun was waiting to rest. When another notice came from outside the door: "Emperor, the right-sponsor of Burma, Ahlen, meets with him."

Zhu Jun sat back on the chair, and his nerves that had just relaxed couldn't help but tense up again, and said with a stern face: "Xuan."

In a moment, Aaron had already trotted in, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times and compiled it: "Emperor, my subordinates have sent someone to check the national treasury, and there are 11 million taels of silver and countless treasures. I hope His Majesty will deal with it."

Zhu Jun's heart thumped, 11 million taels is a huge sum of money, and the current annual tax revenue of the Qing Dynasty will definitely not exceed 10 million taels. Such a huge number is probably accumulated by more than ten generations of Burmese kings. However, Zhu Jun is a person who is active and secretly suppresses his greed and said coldly: "This is a affairs of Myanmar. What does it have to do with me? You are the right-sponsored political affairs of Myanmar and the leader of the civil servants of Myanmar. You should benefit the people well and maintain public order. You don't need to report to me. You can handle these things yourself."

Arun smiled and said, "Your Majesty, how dare you be good at state affairs? Your Majesty is the backbone of your subordinates. If Your Majesty doesn't make any decisions, how can you convince the public?"

Zhu Jun looked at Alan deeply and knew that Alan's words were effective. He was determined to follow him and had a good time to enjoy himself. There were no outsiders here, so Zhu Jun didn't have to pretend to be righteous and refuse. After hesitating a little, he said: "You are very obedient. I will never treat you badly. There are some things you still need to do."

When Alan was happy, Zhu Jun said this clearly because he was considerate of himself. He quickly kowtowed and said, "My dear friend will return when he is lost. He will meet such an ancient wise king. How dare he not act as a death-death force? Your Majesty, but by his orders, he will definitely be the one who will be a good deal."

Zhu Jun turned his head and looked at a figure outside the account. This person was Zhou Mubai with his ears on the account. He was a good man to make a decision when he summoned the county magistrate. When Zhu Jun summoned the county magistrate, he asked him to listen to the answers between him and the county magistrates, analyze each person's attitude, and then develop countermeasures for himself.

Zhu Jun said to the little eunuch in the tent: "Go and invite Mr. Zhou."

"Meeting Zhou Mubai, a Grand Secretary of the Xuan Dynasty." Xiao Guizi broke the silence of the night sky with a sharp voice.

Zhou Mubai made a scattered step forward, bowed to Zhu Jun, and said loudly: "I bow to the emperor."

Zhu Jun pointed to Ahlen on the side and said, "Ahlen is not an outsider. You will tell him what you should do later. This is a person who must know his duty, and you must also know how to judge the situation, what should be done and what should not be done. If you cannot weigh it clearly, you will hit yourself in the foot. It is right for Ahlen to be careful and you should train him well."

Although Zhu Jun said this to Zhou Mubai, it seemed to be warning Aaron more. However, Aaron was originally a snobbish person and would not know how to judge the situation. He didn't need Zhu Jun's reminder and planned to be a pure Burmese traitor.

Myanmar in the late winter was so cold at night. Zhou Mubai and Ahlun were both wearing regular clothes, and were walking in the camp with small jackets outside. Occasionally, you could hear a few night patrol soldiers hiding in the corner and stomping their feet and exposing their feet to their anger. Ahlun knew that Zhou Mubai was a close minister beside Zhu Jun, and he had already had a sense of flattery. He carefully squeezed out a smile along the way to accompany him.

After no one was around, Zhou Mubai suddenly stopped and looked at the gas bonfire at the barracks in the distance, and said leisurely: "Now there are no owners in Myanmar. Brother Aren thinks who can control the situation?"

Arun said with a smile: "Of course it is His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, even the officials would never agree."

Zhou Mubai smiled faintly. He glanced at Allen, and suddenly felt a lot of disgust in his heart. Then he thought, wouldn’t he have the same face as him when he was a former Han Chinese? But perhaps because he had been a senior citizen for a long time, he developed a temperament except the emperor, and he had no need to be humble to anyone. In addition to Zhu Jun’s constant beating, he gradually became much more steady.

"It's hard!" Zhou Mubai sighed: "Although the emperor is what everyone wants, he is an outsider after all. If he rashly supervises the government affairs of the Burmese country, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be troubles in the future if there are dissatisfactions. This is also what Your Majesty is concerned about."

Allen had heard Zhou Mubai's tone and said with a restrained smile: "Please tell me what should I do, and the officials will do as they please."

Zhou Mubai's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he shook his hand: "Come here with your ear."

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After a few words, Ahron's face changed and he said, "It's so good. I'll do it tomorrow, and I will definitely make the city of Ava to turn the world upside down."

(Please guess what method to make Zhu Jun look forward to.)

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