I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 415 Emperor Zhengde
Is there anyone getting married in this year?
The villagers of Huashi Village had a big doubt in their hearts.
At this time, Butler Wang came out of the Wang family compound and looked at the sedan chair quietly.
"Is there anyone getting married in Master Wang's family?" a villager asked Butler Wang.

"Yes, the master wants to take a concubine." Steward Wang said with a smile, "The girl he wants to marry is from the neighboring village. She is only thirteen years old this year and is very pretty."

The surrounding villagers were stunned after hearing this, and they all cursed in their hearts.
Mr. Wang just celebrated his 60th birthday last year. He is already an old man, but he still wants to marry a concubine, and she is only 13 years old. This is really a sin! What a beast! I heard that Mr. Wang also studied and had a reputation. He really read the books of sages to death.
In this year of severe drought, only people like Mr. Wang would be willing to get married.
"Do you know how much money the master spent on this concubine?" Butler Wang suddenly said.

"Two dan of grain, only two dan of grain, can buy a beautiful thirteen-year-old girl in this season." Steward Wang raised two fingers and looked around at everyone.

The villagers around were all shocked, but they all kept silent, and everyone felt very uncomfortable.
"So, everyone should think carefully about what kind of year it is. Don't hesitate and make a decision early," Butler Wang said in a long voice. He also took this opportunity to warn the surrounding villagers.

Those who have not fled to escape famine at this time are all people with some financial resources at home, and are also targets for annexation by the Wang family.
The surrounding villagers became even more silent, silently looking at the
The leader was a middle-aged man with rough, dark skin, and behind him followed a thin woman with tear marks on her face. Both of their clothes had many patches on them and were now covered in dust.
"Butler Wang" The middle-aged man approached Butler Wang with a smile on his face.

"Alright! The food is here, Mr. Fan, you can take it," said Butler Wang impatiently, "Hurry up and finish it. It's so hot and I'm sweating all over."

Several servants of the Wang family carried out four bags of grain and threw them on the ground, which caused a cloud of dust to fly up.
"Carry it in," Butler Wang waved to the sedan bearers.

Four bearers were carrying a sedan chair and were about to enter the Wang family compound through the main gate, but were stopped by Wang's housekeeper.
"Do you guys understand the rules?" Butler Wang scolded, "You are just a concubine, why go through the main door? The side door is over there, go there." Butler Wang pointed to the next direction.
The four sedan bearers looked at Fan Laosan, who stammered but said nothing.
The four bearers sighed and carried the sedan toward the side door.
"My Nier..." The tearful middle-aged woman finally couldn't help crying out, and then she staggered to rush forward.
There was also a faint sound of crying coming from the sedan chair.
Fan Laosan quickly hugged the middle-aged woman's waist to prevent him from jumping on her.
The middle-aged woman struggled like crazy, scratching Fan Lao San, and soon scratched several cuts on his face.
Fan Laosan just let his wife scratch him and refused to let go. With tears in his eyes, this honest man said the second sentence after arriving here: "Ni'er is in, she can survive!"

The middle-aged woman stopped struggling all of a sudden. This sentence hit the middle-aged woman and the people around her like a heavy hammer, making them gasp for breath.
At this time, the red sedan had disappeared from everyone's sight.
Mr. and Mrs. Fan cried for a long time before they recovered. They put the four bags of grain on the wheelbarrow they brought and pushed it out of Huashi Village.
The villagers of Huashi Village also looked at them for a long time without saying a word.
"Go home and think carefully." Butler Wang waved his hand and said.

"Butler Wang, Master Wang is getting married, so he has to hold a banquet?" a villager asked with a smile. His purpose was obvious, which was to see if there was any chance to eat and drink for free.
Steward Wang rolled his eyes at the man and said impatiently, "Why are you holding a banquet when you don't consider the weather?"

Everyone left with a sigh, while Wang Ze walked to the entrance of the village and stared blankly at the figures of Fan Laosan and his wife walking further and further away, until they merged into the brownish-yellow scene in the distance.
He was extremely confused and didn't know what to do next.
At this moment, he noticed a hint of red in the distant brown sky, and it was getting closer and closer. It was a red flag with a black dragon on it.
Beijing, Leopard House.

Zhu Houxuan was chatting with Zhu Houzhao. "As the world changes, I think we can no longer just seek foreign tributes, nor can we focus on land, but should also focus on the ocean and colonize overseas," Zhu Houxuan said.

"What is colonization?" Zhu Houzhao asked.

Zhu Houxuan said with a smile: "The Eastern Zhou Dynasty divided the world into fiefdoms. When a marquis was appointed, he was thrown into the land of the barbarians. A hundred years later, the barbarians were assimilated into the Han culture and became Zhou people, and their land also became Zhou land. This is what is meant by, the whole world belongs to the king, and all the people are his subjects. Of course, we cannot appoint marquises casually now, but we can send governors to sail overseas, occupy a base for maritime trade, and relocate criminals and refugees to cultivate the land. Doesn't the Ming Dynasty lack copper? There is plenty of it overseas! There are also countless gold and silver mines, all of which can be put into the treasury of the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Houzhao laughed and said: "It's just occupying land, cultivating land, doing business, and grabbing mines."

"You can say that," Zhu Houxun said, "but the population of the Ming Dynasty has been thriving for a hundred years, and now the land is not enough. In all parts of the Ming Dynasty, the rich have fields stretching for miles, while the poor have no place to stand. If this continues, there will be more and more refugees. Sending refugees and criminals overseas to cultivate land is also to prevent domestic refugees from rebelling. They go overseas, which does not cost the court much money, but can bring profits. A hundred years later, the Ming Dynasty will have countless more overseas territories. My brother knows that the world is a sphere, and the Ming Dynasty only occupies one side. Don't you want to expand the territory and become the Zhengde Emperor admired by all generations? A thousand years later, the Han people will be all over the world, and they will all remember your saintly virtue!"

Zhu Houxun was encouraging Zhu Houzhao again, or in other words, giving Zhu Houzhao some advice.

"The great Emperor Zhengde, who is admired by all the world?"

Zhu Houzhao's blood suddenly boiled, and he became very excited. He clenched his fist and said, "Brother, can you take care of this?"

Zhu Houxuan said: "I'm already doing it. Dongfan Island is our first colony. We will have more colonies in the future. We also need to train a strong navy to sail overseas and open up a large overseas territory for my brother!"

"Hahaha! You really understand me, brother. I feel that the Mongols will not last more than a few years under your command. Brother, you have helped me find a new direction for attack." Zhu Houzhao patted Zhu Houxuan's shoulder and laughed.

"." Zhu Houxuan didn't expect Zhu Houzhao to think this way, but this idea really made Zhu Houzhao.
(End of this chapter)