The roaring battlefield is confirming the conference of all countries that are far away from the earth.

In fact, compared to the spoils-sharing conference that Chen Mu imagined, everything that happened after the forty-three sounds of salutes was more like a gathering call before the arrival of a great war.

What Chen Mu said was his own people. The Ming Dynasty did not recognize the country that had not come, and naturally did not recognize the rule of the land.

But as respect for them, the Ming Dynasty said that they could choose the land first. Whoever wants to attack, whoever wants to attack, will never rob him of the Ming Dynasty, but if no one wants it, they will eventually return to the Ming Dynasty.

On the long table, a lecturer wearing blue cotton armor and a necklace and bowls brought the first mate's Europa map and spread it straightly in the middle of the long table.

Everyone didn't speak. Some messengers from small countries tried their best to search for the location of their own country on the map. They were almost blinded, so they could barely find a rough location.

For example, in many Western countries with large size, the envoys were much more cautious, as if they were afraid that people would see their ambitions.

For each messenger, it doesn’t matter how much benefit this time can be divided into, it’s just a word, but going back to repay his own king and lord is a real merit for this mission.

On the contrary, many of the speed-dandana messengers on the Ottoman side were very able to sit down. They saw that there was no Ottoman in the picture taken out by Chen Mu. The whole map was in a long shape, from Portugal to Lithuania to the right, at the top was Amsterdam and at the bottom was Vienna.

In southern Italy, all the vast Ottoman territory was hidden by maps of appropriate discretion.

Chen Mu's military servant held a copper plate, and there were bronze warriors holding small flags standing on the copper plate, and placed on the map on the land symbolizing the ownerless. Chen Mu smiled in surprise and said, "Don't you don't want it, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the first messenger of Ferranxi was the one who couldn't help it. He stretched out his arms and pointed at Monaco and said, "This land is surrounded by the land of my king on all sides. Chen Shuai is the place that my Lord deserves."

Chen Mu waved: "Take it."

The military barbarian held the small soldiers and wrote the words "Feed" on the flag. Before he could fall on the picture, Spain's Acosta raised his hand to stop him and said, "Ship Chen, this land has always been protected by my king. Now that their envoys have been expelled, we are still here."

"It's better..." Acosta lost the righteousness he had when he had previously spoken for Monaco. He said to Chen Mu: "Spain sent troops on behalf of the Celestial Empire to punish the rebellious ministers, and detained and transferred the nobles for three generations. Is this land managed by Spain?"

Chen Mu didn't say anything, but raised his hand. His own military officer wrote the hanging words on the flag and placed it on the plot near the Mediterranean. Then he put the two figurines of Fei and Xi next to it, one left and one right.

At this time, Chen Mu said: "You two families have disputes, so let's talk privately, and let's see something else first."

The Netherlands followed immediately.

This is a must-fight place for Spain, but the French are unwilling to let Spain succeed easily. Not to mention that Acosta had already conspired to start a war with France earlier. Even if that wasn't the case, he was thinking about starting a war now.

This is how weak strength is.

The prisoner's dilemma is very disgusting, just like the little bastard in the class drew a 38th line between you and your deskmate. You know that the line is a big deal, but you know that it is not good. If the people on the other side of the line believe it, you two have to have a conflict over this stupid thing, because it is really related to your interests.

The messengers on both sides were red in their faces for the Netherlands on the map, and their noses were yelling fiercely, wishing they could pounce on them and roll the map into their arms.

At this moment, no one knew that Lisbon on the other side of the ocean, King Philip threw his wig to the ground, cursing with the most vicious curse to curse Yang Ce who was trying to cheat his city in the Netherlands.

Spain and France competed for theirs, and the small countries below also competed for their own. The envoys of each lord thought about the land where the lords had not come to the side for their masters. They stared at the map and their eyes were red. They called out the territory from the first person, just like water sprinkled from a hot oil pan, and they kept exploding.

They fought from daytime to night, and woke up the next day and then ran to the conference room to fight, forming cliques between them, as if they were about to persuade the lord to fight when they went back.

Seeing that the third day, everyone was tired of the dispute and their hatred had accumulated to the highest point, Chen Mu threw another bombshell: the Eastern Military Office of the Ming Dynasty, and was willing to sign a tribute trade agreement with all the envoys and lords present.

A 27-page conversion chart of goods value is handed over to the envoys of each state, and each person has one.

Isn’t this a mess? Everyone is fighting for a war of words. What’s the point of throwing a tribute trade agreement?

However, when the very well-behaved messenger of the Navarra Kingdom took the lead in opening the picture album, he quickly looked in.

The Ming Dynasty sent envoys to each trading country. The envoys were located in a small piece of land belonging to the Ming Dynasty. The country where the envoys were located had an obligation to protect it from attacks and invasions.

Silver is 12,800 Tongbao per catty, gold is 100,000 Tongbao per catty... The purchased items are divided into categories, and all kinds of things are small, ranging from cotton, twine, starch, glass, salt, wax, leather, coal, iron bars, dyes, various oils, ores and even stones used as building materials.

These things are not priced high, and they are much cheaper than the market price to sell to Daming.

In the other part of the picture album, the goods sold to them by the Ming Dynasty were priced at Tongbao, including silk, porcelain, tea bags, cigarettes, rock sugar and other items, as well as precious items processed as decorations such as gems, jade, pearls, obsidian, walrus, fur, etc.

There are also copper and iron, leather goods, clothing, accessories, and utensils, and the prices are generally very high.

Basically, this picture album is difficult to make people feel the idea of ​​doing business with the Ming Dynasty.

But at the end, something strange got in, making everyone unable to move their eyes when they opened it and saw it.

Wool velvet military blankets, wool velvet cloaks, various military uniforms, complete sets of armor, various swords, various spears and halberds, various axes and guns, various muskets, various cannons, and even gunpowder!

They are responsible for delivery. No matter where you are, as long as you pay, you pay a higher freight rate than the port's self-collect price, they guarantee to deliver the goods to you.

Even if you don’t have money, you can ask merchants to come to evaluate minerals, forest farms, mountain farms, and gold and silver.

Most people understand that the Ming Dynasty's Eastern Military Palace intended to fuel the fire behind the war, but no one turned around.

I could only roll up this picture album and walk onto the battlefield with the enthusiasm of looking at death.

When the fourteen-day conference ended, a 4,000-pound iron wall was erected at the foot of Mubin Mountain, with the agreements established by the First World Congress, and the distributions were made from the names of forty-six participants in various places.

Chen Mu finished the last thing during his term as he wished, handed over all the work of the Eastern Military Palace, and wore a scorching python robe and boarded the Flying Port Pier where the warships were docked.

The evening sea breeze blew past Chen Mu's face holding the deck. At this moment, he could finally relax and declare to himself: The old world is over.

In the shadow of the huge sail, Chen Mu hugged his arm in front of his chest, looked at the sea belonging to the new world and raised his chin slightly.

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The whole book is over.

If you have a new book, you will take a few weeks off, do your homework, and prepare carefully, and will be published next month.

In the next month, I wish you all good morning, noon, and evening!
Chapter completed!