Chapter 168 Trilateral Talks
When Qin Mo saw the proclamation, he was discussing the Spring Festival with Lin Yongqian, Wu Mingyi and others. Whether they were Japanese, Koreans or Chinese, they all attached great importance to the Spring Festival. And this time, there were nearly 20,000 people coming to Singapore, so naturally some arrangements had to be made. At the very least, Qin Mo had to say something.
"Ask him what his Sultan means by this," Qin Mo said slowly as she wrote the Spring Festival couplets, having her lackey, the sorcerer Taman, translate.
"They, the Sultan of Malacca, have received a strong protest from the Majapahit Kingdom. There is a dispute over the ownership of Temasek, so it has been temporarily withdrawn and will be discussed later." Taman's translation infuriated Qin Mo's confidants around him, but they held back because Qin Mo didn't say anything.
"Take it back? What about my silk? Has it been returned?"
Qin Mo wrote a "福" (fortune) character with a flourish, the strokes full and rounded, which pleased him greatly. However, the reply from the messenger in Malacca was less satisfactory.
“Sultan, Temasek was sold to Master Taman. Since the deal has been cancelled, Master Taman is requested to return to Malacca to retrieve the silk. Moreover, the silk is quite heavy, so Master Taman is requested to bring more people with him.”
Qin Mo blinked and asked jokingly, "Bring more people. How many? How about ten thousand?"
The messenger replied very quickly, a smile even appearing on his face, which had been pale with fear: "Our Sultan is here, the more the merrier! No matter how many people there are, he will treat them well!"
Qin Mo glanced around and said to her excited confidants, "Don't even think about expanding our territory. Can you manage such a large area? Let's build up Lion City first! As for Malacca... it will come begging to us sooner or later, we're not in a hurry."
“Go back and tell your Sultan that Temasek has been irrelevant to him since he accepted those hundred bolts of silk. As for this proclamation, I will pretend I never saw it.”
Qin Mo casually channeled his inner energy, and the proclamation in his hand instantly turned to ashes. The Malacca messenger was immediately horrified, collapsing to the ground and muttering, "Great...Great Xia cultivators..."
He knew about cultivators. As a vassal state of Great Xia, Siam had to request investiture from the Great Xia royal family before ascending the throne. The Great Xia imperial family would bestow a "spiritual cleansing potion," making the Siamese king a noble cultivator. The various miraculous powers of cultivators were also widely publicized by the Siamese royal family and spread throughout South Asia.
Upon returning to Malacca, the messenger immediately went to the palace to see Parameswara and gave a detailed account of the events.
"You saw clearly? That person is a cultivator from the Great Xia Dynasty?" Bailimi Sula stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with joy rather than fear.
"Your Excellency Sultan, Sula saw it clearly. That person did not use any strange magic. He turned the proclamation into ashes without a sound, without even a trace of smoke. It was a grand and majestic act, truly befitting a great nation." The messenger Sula replied respectfully to Balimisura, his face full of admiration and longing.
"good!"
Barimisula paced back and forth in the room, muttering to himself, "I knew it... I knew it..."
“Your Majesty, the sorcerer Nataman has been translating the whole time. In my opinion, the one in charge is probably not him, but that young man.”
"Of course it's not the sorcerer Taman. How could a sorcerer who left Borneo have so much wealth? Now that's great, the Great Xia people have finally arrived. What are the Siamese and the Majapahit? They are nothing in front of the Great Xia Empire."
The way for a nation to survive is to be adept at navigating complex situations. The more chaotic the situation, the more opportunities there are. If one can carve out a path through the chaos, achieving hegemony and dominance is not impossible. Of course, if one goes too far, the consequences will be death, the destruction of one's clan, and even suicide.
“Go and tell the Majapahit people that Temasek has torn up my proclamation. I am now without soldiers or generals and have no choice but to let them handle it.”
Bramiden witnessed the rise of the Majapahit, with numerous powers crumbling before their formidable military might. It also saw the king's cunning, how many fiercely independent tribes ultimately succumbed to the Majapahit's combined pressure and persuasion.
The campaign was not going well. In order to avoid any mishaps, Bramiden did not pressure Balimisula too much. Instead, he saved him some face by not occupying his palace, but instead settling down near the port to await the arrival of Prince Wiramibu.
"What? You're giving us full authority to handle this?"
Bramiden was so angry after hearing what Sulla, the messenger of Balimisula, said, that he was almost bursting with rage, even though he was mentally prepared.
"The Sultan is indeed powerless to attack Temasek now... I wonder if the General could go and reprimand him?"
Bramiden looked at the sullen-faced Sura and asked irritably, "Didn't the Temasek people ask you, General, to pass on a message? Hmph... Could they have already sent troops to rescue your Sultan?"
The wizard Kacha stopped the messenger who was about to speak, thinking that if he let Bramiden continue asking questions, he wouldn't get any information out of him through idle chatter.
"Did you see the sorcerer Taman in Temasek?"
"Oh! I have indeed seen it."
"This is none of your business. Go back and tell your Sultan not to place his hopes on Temasek, as his entire family's lives are now in the general's hands."
After Sura left, the wizard Kacha closed his eyes and whispered, "It seems that the Great Xia people will not come to Malacca on their own initiative. They should not be from the Great Xia government, but from other forces."
"What does the guru mean by that?"
“I know someone who traveled to Great Xia for many years when he was young. He knows Great Xia officials very well. They are arrogant, conceited, and always consider themselves to be from a superior country. If Balimisura asks them for help, they will surely come to proclaim the power of Great Xia.”
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