Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

Chapter 1505

"Many things require meetings and repeated back-and-forth discussions, and then those Western countries try to trip us up on all sorts of issues."

At this point, Zhu Yuanzhang paused and looked at Wei Wu. Only after Wei Wu nodded did he continue:

"Although we also hope that the Ming Dynasty can last for thousands of years, we know in our hearts that it is impossible."

"No dynasty in the world can last forever, not even the Ming Dynasty, which had a remarkable figure like you in later generations."

“We will die, and you will die. No one can predict what will happen hundreds of years from now, so we were thinking about whether we should do something for future generations.”

At this point, Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the globe in his hand, casually turned it, and made it slowly rotate.

"Although we don't know the specifics of the situation, we do know one thing: sometimes it's easier to get things done when there are more people around."

"In that case, let's occupy those lands and then relocate some of our Chinese descendants to those places to live and multiply."

“Kill as many of those Western barbarians as you can. If you can’t kill them all, drive them out and squeeze their living space.”

"As their numbers dwindle, our numbers will increase, and the future world will surely belong to China."

To be honest, before Zhu Yuanzhang said these words himself, Wei Wu really didn't expect that killing people could have this effect.

But it has to be said that this seems to be the case.

While Wei Wu was silently thinking, Zhu Yuanzhang continued speaking.

"Perhaps the Ming Dynasty will be gone in the future, and those who were sent away will establish their own kingdoms, but they are still of the same Chinese bloodline."

"No matter where you are, you share the same culture, so let's stick to the old saying: even if the meat is rotten, it has to stay in the pot!"

Upon hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's words, Wei Wu realized that his own vision was rather limited, at least considerably less than that of the old Zhu.

Just as Zhu Yuanzhang said, no one knows what the future world will be like. Even though Wei Wu has a system, he cannot achieve immortality.

Perhaps the Ming Dynasty will eventually collapse, and then those territories occupied by the Ming Dynasty will become independent kingdoms, just like the feudal lords of the Zhou Dynasty.

It is even possible that those princes whom Zhu personally sent overseas to assume their fiefdoms might be usurped by certain individuals within their territories.

But so what?

Whether they ultimately wage war against each other or each guards their own small territory, the descendants of Yan and Huang will ultimately benefit.

The most important future is that the descendants of Yan and Huang will have more land and more resources to thrive.

If we look at this from a higher perspective, Zhu Yuanzhang is actually an ancestor to later generations.

The empire he built was a vast fortune, and who ultimately inherited it was not important; what mattered was that the heirs were his family members.

That's why Zhu Yuanzhang repeatedly emphasized the saying, "The meat rots in the pot."

It would be best if the Zhu family inherited this behemoth, the Ming Dynasty, but what if something were to happen to them?

Even if they weren't from the Zhu family, they were at least descendants of the Yellow Emperor, so their family property wouldn't be taken away entirely by outsiders.

Therefore, after Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, Wei Wu immediately nodded solemnly and said:

“Uncle Zhu, you’re right. The fewer people they have, the more people we have. So those Western barbarians really deserve to die.”

Seeing that Wei Wu understood his meaning, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled, but he did not intend to continue the topic.

So after Wei Wu finished speaking, he simply waved his hand and then said:

"Alright, neither we, nor you, nor Biao'er have anything to do with this matter. By then, we'll all be buried for who knows how many years."

"We will establish ancestral rules on this matter, but let future rulers decide how to proceed. Now let's get down to business."

As they spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand and handed the globe back to Wei Wu, then pointed at it and said:

"Tell me first, how big do you think the territory under the actual control of our Great Ming should be, and which places should we take over?"

Regarding the issue of the Ming Dynasty's territory, Cao Cao had already considered it for a long time when he went to annihilate the Japanese.

So after Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, Wei Wu did not hesitate at all and immediately pointed to the globe and said:

"Uncle Zhu, I've actually thought about this a long time ago. At first, I hoped to use natural barriers as a boundary to delineate the border."

"From Lake Baikal in the north to the Solomon Islands in the south, from the Kunlun Mountains in the west to Saipan in the east."

"Then draw a line along the Northern Mariana Islands and include all the sea areas in between, making them the inland seas of our Great Ming."

As Wei Wu described the area, he gestured on a globe, drawing out the approximate region for Zhu Yuanzhang and his son Zhu Biao to see.

It has to be said that both father and son were somewhat bewildered when they saw the vast sea area drawn by Wei Wu.

But at that moment, Wei Wu spoke again, contradicting what he had just said.

"But then I thought about it and realized that it was unrealistic. Without enough ships and technology, we simply couldn't protect such a vast sea area."

"So let's just plan this sea area, forcibly occupy it in name, and not worry about anything else. The main thing is the land side."

"Since we can't expand to the east, let's head west, cross the Kunlun Mountains, and take over all of Saudi Arabia!"

"That place is full of oil, which is the cornerstone of future industrial development. We must keep it in our hands!"

At this point, Wei Wu turned his finger again, this time pointing north.

"And the same goes for the north. Reaching only Lake Baikal is too small. Let's take over the entire continent here."

"We'll just drive the indigenous people living here to Europe. How they go is their business; we'll just be responsible for driving them away!"

"We won't move south, we'll stick with the Solomon Islands. After all, Australia is just below, and Uncle Zhu has already promised Fourth Brother there!"

After reciting his mental map of the Ming Dynasty's borders, Wei Wu turned to Zhu Biao and said with a smile:

"Li Shimin's status as the governor and head of the Asian region is a joke made by later generations. The Tang Dynasty did not actually control these regions."

"But we can take these places and put them under our actual control, making our elder brother the true governor of Asia!"