At this time, Zhao Wei didn't want to argue with Chen Yizhong about the Neo-Confucianism, so he didn't have to worry about it more.

Chen Fuhai is indeed a character, and Chen Yizhong found him right.

He looked at him with great interest and said, "Then I will ask you another question."

"Your Highness just ask."

"Then do you think what if I want to conquer the local tribes in the short term, including Maya, Aztec, Cusco and Chibcha, and the Caribbeans?"

"Well..." Chen Fuhai frowned and pondered.

After a long time, "Your Highness wants to listen to the truth?"

"Of course it's the truth!"

"Then the people who are so sorry for their frankness, it's impossible!"

"impossible?"

"Yes! It's impossible, and it's not necessary!"

"How to say it?"

Chen Fuhai, "If your highness has a long-term plan, you can try it out. But in the short term... there is not enough time and many problems are difficult to solve."

"For example, internal problems such as Chibcha, the left and right swings of the Caribbeans, and even the incomprehensible Cusco, these problems are not solved in the short term."

"Not to mention the Mayan beliefs."

"Yes." Zhao Wei nodded.

Chen Fuhai’s statement is very objective and it is indeed difficult to deal with. But this is not the end of the discussion, and it is necessary to deal with it even if it is difficult to deal with it.

"Then tell me, why is it unnecessary?"

Chen Fuhai said: "Your Highness's purpose is nothing more than to use the hands of the natives to fight against the Yuan people. Why do you need to conquer them all?"

"It seems that Caomin, it is enough to solve the best solution of the Chibucha Sanbu and the Maya in the south."

Zhao Wei remained silent, "Continue to talk!"

Chen Fuhai said: "The three Qibuchas are originally rootless duckweed and were expelled from their homes by the Cuscos. In addition, they are merchants, and they have different concepts of tribes and races, and they have close trade deals with the Song Dynasty. They wish they were incorporated by the Song Dynasty and rely on this backer."

"These three divisions combined have a population of 400,000 or 500,000. If you recruit soldiers, you can still get 50,000 native soldiers."

"Then it's Maya. The situation in the southern city-state has been said. There is no need for us to rescue or please, send troops to conquer and recruit slave troops. This is very common among the natives. Why bother to take into account the other things at a critical moment?"

"Just send troops to occupy it, and then you can get through the difficulties first."

"Caomin once calculated that the ten city-states in the southern Maya have at least one million people. Even if the slave army is not easy to control, can they still control the 50,000 yuan?"

"In addition to the Song army in Yashan and the righteous bravery that Xianggong Wen returned to the Central Plains to recruit, can the 200,000 Song people still control the 100,000 native troops?"

"With 300,000 troops, even if they can't defeat the Yuan army, they can delay for a long time. We have money and food now, and there is a million miles of unlimited land in the north to serve as a buffer. It's still okay to delay it for ten or twenty years, right?"

"But ten years later, 200,000, who knows what the scene will be? Maybe the native tribes have been conquered, and maybe the righteous men from the Central Plains have exceeded one million!"

This was nothing wrong with saying it. Even Chen Yizhong felt a trembling heart, thinking that what Chen Fuhai said made sense.

I couldn't help but look at Zhao Wei, meaning that it was worth considering.

Zhao Wei remained silent and opened the topic, "I have a big deal to ask you today."

As he spoke, he handed the copy written by Chen Yizhong overnight to Chen Fuhai.

"You can take this back and take a closer look. I will give you three days to reply to me. Can you do it? If you do it, how should you do it?"

Chen Fuhai took it carefully, but he was still full of suspicion. He didn't quite understand what the "Fusang Bank's Creation Case" was written on the cover opposite.

However, Ning Wanghua had already talked about this, and he didn't say much. He bowed to Zhao Wei and Chen Yizhong and then stepped back.

When only Zhao Wei and Chen Yizhong were left in the house, Chen Yizhong then frowned and asked, "I have to say, I think the suggestion he just made is feasible, why does Your Highness seem to be not very moved?"

To win over the three Qibucha tribes and occupy the Maya in the southern part, they can indeed gather 100,000 native troops. Moreover, 100,000 is a matter of saying less, 200,000 is fine.

In addition, if Wen Tianxiang could bring people back from the Song Dynasty, as scheduled, the 400,000 army was not much different from the 500,000 that Zhao Wei had expected.

"What the hell is your Highness thinking?"

Zhao Wei rubbed his neck and didn't say anything for a long time. He really wanted to think about something.

Ranyukao said: "It is indeed possible...it is easier."

When Chen Yizhong heard this, he was even more confused, "Why..." and he was still unwilling.

"Tell me the truth to Chen Xiang. This method took shape among everyone the day after entering Daqing Hall."

Zhao Wei said frankly: "But later, I asked me, Wen Xiang and Mr. Xie to reject it."

"Why?"

"I can't say why."

Zhao Wei was a little embarrassed, "This is feasible and easy. I just think it's too easy and a bit waste of the good time of the past two years. It's easy and a little bit... I'm terrified!"

"Hmm?" Chen Yizhong was even more puzzled, "What the hell is going on?"

"Are you a kind of intuition!" Zhao Wei said bitterly, "Chen Xiang and Kublai Khan have no contact, they are only listening. Whether I, Wen Xiang, and Mr. Xie, have had close contact with the old man."

"To be honest, I'm not afraid of Chen Xiang's jokes. That's a rare hero."

"..." Chen Yizhong was speechless.

The princes and husbands of the Song Dynasty praised the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. This emperor did not do well, but showed how terrible he was.

Gradually, "Are you afraid that you will not be able to compete with Kublai Khan in two years?"

"It's not that it's hard to defeat." Zhao Wei said frankly, "but the intuition tells me that I will definitely lose! Moreover, our good days may only be in these two years."

Chen Yizhong was even more shocked. Unexpectedly, Zhao Wei's evaluation of Kublai Khan was one step further.

"Say that!"

Zhao Wei said: "I mean, to make the worst plan, just think that the Song Dynasty will face a situation of never rest in two years. So, now we have to fight, and try to solve the troubles of the local people around us while there are still two years. If there are real changes in the future, we will not be able to do anything."

"Even if it doesn't work, as Chen Fuhai said just now, it's not too late to beat Maya. My husband said, right?"

Chen Yizhong nodded. Zhao Wei was saying it was good. It was never a bad thing to make the worst plan and make the greatest efforts.

only......

However, Chen Yi felt a little uncomfortable in the center, and it smelled like someone else was angry at him.

What is the most lacking in Fusang Dasong?

What is most lacking is morale.

This group of people was already scared by the Yuan army. If Zhao Wei's words were spread, it would be a big deal.

Besides, that Kublai Khan is really that powerful?

"It's not... I hope it's King Ning who is too worried."

As he was talking, suddenly, a faint sound of drum broke the silence of Xinya Mountain.

Chen Yizhong was stunned, "Did Your Highness hear it?"

Zhao Wei frowned, "Chen Xiang heard it too?"

The two of them looked at each other, and their hearts trembled.

Yes, it was the drums that came from the sea.

He didn't care about so much and looked hurriedly towards the harbor.

Dong...

Dong!!!

The drum sounds from far to near.

Everyone in Xinyashan stopped their work and looked at the sea.

Listen to the drum!

Some soldiers have returned, and they have returned from voyages!

Just under everyone's attention, a flying scissor ship came from far to near and breaking through the waves.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!!

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!!

As the giant ship entered the port, the drums became louder and louder.

It was vaguely visible from a high place that a mighty warrior in golden helmet and armor was struggling to beat the drum.

Zhao Wei and Chen Yizhong ran to the harbor while watching the flying boat.

There are only ten flying scissor ships currently launched, and they were all brought back to the Song Dynasty by Wen Tianxiang a few years ago.

In other words, even if the ship did not return from the Song Dynasty, it would have returned halfway.

Moreover, it is only early March now, and Wen Tianxiang has only set sail from Xinya Mountain for more than three months.
To be continued...