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Chapter 1117 Are You Willing to Fight Alongside Me?

Straight House.

Cui Yuan leaned sideways, breathing rapidly.

Since the beginning of autumn, Cui Yuan's health has been deteriorating.

According to the imperial physician, the old prince consort doesn't have much time left, and the best thing to do now is to rest at home and spend the last moments of his life quietly.

But Cui Yuan refused and continued to work at Zhilu every day.

He gasped and said, "Donglou, who was responsible for the robbery of those merchants?"

Yan Shifan's eyes showed more contempt, "I don't know."

"Those people will be discouraged!" Cui Yuan said happily.

Yan Shifan shook his head. "The wealthy merchants in the capital have just formed a chamber of commerce. Someone asked the court if they could send soldiers to escort them."

The memorial was in Yan Shifan's hands. He said with amusement, "It was Li Huan who submitted the memorial."

Since Jiang Qingzhi went to sea, the Jiang faction in the capital has been headed by Zhu Xizhong. As Jiang Qingzhi's father-in-law, Li Huan performed impressively in several conflicts between the Jiang faction and the outside world.

Some people say that the old man is looking after the family business for his son-in-law.

"When Jiang Qingzhi went out to sea, his father-in-law was unwilling to be lonely. You are the Minister of Taichang Temple, can't you suppress him?" Cui Yuan glanced at Yan Shifan.

"That's Jiang Qingzhi's father-in-law!" Yan Shifan said coldly.

"Yes, Jiang Qingzhi destroyed Japan. The achievement of destroying a country... has never been matched since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. Once he returns victorious, his prestige..."

Cui Yuan was disappointed, "The Prime Minister can't suppress him, he can't suppress him anymore!"

"Cough cough cough!" Yan Song came in.

"How is Your Majesty?" Yan Shifan asked.

Yan Song sighed, "Your Majesty is calm and composed, as if he already knew that this battle would be a great victory."

"Your Majesty has become more calm recently." Yan Shifan frowned.

"Jiang Qingzhi reported his victory in eight words." Yan Song said, "These eight words should be in line with your majesty's thoughts."

"Which eight characters?"

"The glory of the Ming Dynasty, reigning over Japan!"

Yan Shifan was stunned. "This is consistent with Jiang Qingzhi's consistent thoughts. The glory of the Ming Dynasty... He only wants the Ming Dynasty to be able to spread its military power throughout the world."

"In addition, the silver mountain in Japan... has been confirmed." Yan Song's back seemed to collapse at once.

Cui Yuan murmured, "With the silver mountain, Jiang Qingzhi's expedition to Japan will be a great thing that benefits the country and the people. If Japan is destroyed, the whole Ming Dynasty will be excited. Then the sea will be opened...

He wants to attack Malacca. I bet that Japan is just the beginning of his conquest of this world. Ten years later, twenty years later...who will rule the Ming Dynasty?"

Yan Song's face looked slightly cold, and Yan Shifan sat there blankly.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze.

"Prime Minister." Someone came in, "There is a letter from the Japanese expeditionary army."

"Who?" Yan Song asked. The man glanced at Cui Yuan, walked over and handed the letter to Yan Song.

Yan Song took it and saw that there was no writing on the envelope, so he tore it open. After just one glance, he folded the letter.

Cui Yuan wanted to read it, but when he saw Yan Song put the letter into the envelope, he asked angrily, "When will Jiang Qingzhi return to Beijing?"

"Probably... in winter!"

Yan Song said calmly.

"Winter?" The old prince consort was a little melancholy.

Not long after, Cui Yuan fell ill and could not get up.

The imperial physician came back to report, "I'm afraid the prince consort won't survive this winter."

"Got it." The Taoist's eyes were deep, and he immediately sent someone to check.

Just as the first snow of winter fell, the Prince Consort's Mansion mourned.

Cui Yuan.

went.

……

In winter, the army returned triumphantly.

But only part of it came back.

The one who led the triumphant army was the Deputy Prime Minister Xu Jie, and the accompanying general was Du He. Surprisingly, only 10,000 troops from the capital returned.

"Where's Long Wilbur?"

The Taoist priest attached great importance to the triumphal return and ordered Yan Song to lead the way and all the officials to welcome him.

Yan Song was stunned when he saw that most of the Beijing guards were missing.

Xu Jie smiled and said, "Chang Wei Bo led the fleet all the way south, saying something like... he wanted to visit Malacca."

"What are you looking at?"

"See if there is any business opportunity."

Jiang Qingzhi ran away!
The Taoist's face was filled with black lines.

"Chang Wei Bo also took King Jing away." Xu Jie reported, "He said the scenery overseas is very beautiful, and he is going to find a place for King Jing to fish."

What fishing? It's just to find a piece of land for King Jing.

After the wedding, the prince should have been enfeoffed, and the emperor was offered a number of places to choose from. However, Jiang Qingzhi took King Jing out to sea and has not returned since.

Everyone understood that from the very beginning Jiang Qingzhi had no intention of letting King Jing become a fiefdom.

No, it’s Dao Ye and Jiang Qingzhi.

Go to sea!

This is a new approach that Daoye and Jiang Qingzhi gave to King Jing.

Some people are wondering whether this will become a new ancestral system?

The prince's fiefdom was not in the Central Plains, but overseas.

Jiang Qingzhi's memorial was widely circulated in the court.

——After the prince has been tempered overseas for a while, he can choose a place to be established. It doesn’t have to be a big place.

It was a very reserved attitude, but it made the royal family excited.

"What Jiang Qingzhi meant by this is that the place where he was enfeoffed was a real fiefdom, not a garrison."

In the duty room, Yan Song and others were discussing.

"The royal family was very encouraged. Some of them submitted petitions expressing their willingness to go overseas." Zhao Wenhua was unhappy. "Originally, the royal family wanted to kill Jiang Qingzhi, but now the situation has reversed. Some people even praised him as a close friend of the Zhu family."

"The feudal lords' fiefdoms are like being in prison. Even if it is to a wild place, there are still many people willing to go overseas." Yan Shifan said: "Jiang Qingzhi has mastered the reform of the royal family."

Yan Song coughed dryly and looked at his followers. "The Japanese Kingdom has been destroyed and the silver mountain has been acquired. The Ministry of Revenue has praised Jiang Qingzhi. This time, the royal family has defected, and the wealthy merchants from all over the country are waiting to go out to sea for trade. For a time, everyone praised the new policy."

What he didn't say was that everyone was praising Dao Ye and Jiang Qingzhi. This was an unprecedented situation.

"Lü Song said that if Confucianism does not change, it will inevitably be eliminated. Now many officials in the court have changed their positions. Dad, we are in trouble." Yan Shifan said sternly, "Once the officials bow to His Majesty, we will become waste!"

"The bow is put away when the bird is dead." Zhao Wenhua said dejectedly.

The atmosphere was somewhat desperate.

Yan Song coughed dryly, drank a sip of tea, and said, "Zhu Xizhong has been very proud recently. By the way, Xin'an Lane is very busy. Even though Jiang Qingzhi is not here, there are still many people visiting and giving gifts. Once Jiang Qingzhi returns... it will probably be the day when we step down in disgrace."

The wall of the Yan Party has lost its value as the situation changes.

"What should we do?" Yan Song looked at everyone.

Everyone was silent.

After a long while, someone said, "This is a general trend, and it is unstoppable."

There was a gloomy look in Yan Shifan's eyes, "I can stop it!"

"Do you have any means?" Zhao Wenhua asked.

"Of course there is." Yan Shifan raised his eyes with a fierce look in his eyes.

……

There was no snow in the capital this winter and it was mostly sunny. The old people said this was a good sign.

However, a fortune teller who set up a stall in the capital to read people's fortunes said that it was difficult to predict whether the celestial phenomena would bring good or bad fortune.

In Xin'an Lane, the Earl's Mansion closed its doors to visitors, and Fucheng announced to the public: Before the Earl comes back, if you have something to do, please go to the West Garden. If you don't have anything to do, my wife is busy teaching the children and has no time to receive you.

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Dapeng sat in an armchair, his short legs swinging in the air, holding a rattle in his hand, and chanting with his mother.

"Is this the godson you spoke of?"

Chang, who came to see her grandson, said unhappily.

There was a box of snacks next to Li Tian, ​​and she was eating while teaching her son.

She said confidently: "My husband said that we should combine education with entertainment."

"Dad!" Dapeng suddenly shouted.

"Your father hasn't come back yet." Chang said unhappily, "Why go to Malacca? It's a wild place, I don't know what to do there."

"My husband said he was going to do business." Li Tian said with a smile.

"Your husband is not a businessman at all." Chang sighed, "He built a Jingguan with more than 100,000 people in Japan. Now people in the capital say that he is the reincarnation of Wu'an Jun."

"No!" Huang Yan'er said, "Those people said that Wu'an Jun is not as bloodthirsty as Bo Ye. Madam, who is Wu'an Jun?"

"A...famous general."

"That's not bad, the uncle is a famous general."

Li Tian looked outside and asked softly, "When will you come back?"

Jinyiwei.

Shen Lian entered the duty room and saw Lu Bing reading documents.

"Commander, there is news."

Lu Bing looked up. Only a year had passed, but now he had many fine lines at the corners of his eyes and looked a little haggard.

With the continuous rise of the East Factory, the power of the Jinyiwei has been shrinking, and the two sides are constantly fighting overtly and covertly. Rui Jingxian is a very cunning man. He decisively gave up the local area and concentrated his manpower on the layout of the capital. The information he obtained every day was better than that of the Jinyiwei.

"The brothers below have heard that some generals from the nine frontiers complained after drinking, saying that Your Majesty is unfair, and also said something else... It would be great if we could learn from Huang Chao."

Who is Huang Chao?

The gravedigger of the former Tang Dynasty and the aristocratic families.

Lu Bing said calmly: "It's just a complaint after drinking. Don't make a fuss."

"Commander, this kind of thing cannot be underestimated and must be investigated thoroughly!" Shen Lian felt that something was wrong.

"The most important thing right now is how to fight back against the East Factory!" Lu Bing waved his hand, and Shen Lian retreated in disappointment.

After leaving the government office, Shen Lian walked out of the imperial city and went to a familiar butcher shop to buy braised meat.

He mounted his horse carrying the braised meat and suddenly found a familiar figure in the crowd, but he disappeared in a flash.

"Why does he look like Tang Shunzhi?"

Shen Lian shook his head, "I must be dazzled."

It is said that Tang Shunzhi has gone deep into the southwest to explore the mystery of witchcraft.

Maybe, I will never be able to come back after this trip.

Just when Shen Lian was feeling melancholy, a guest came to the Yan family.

The father and son gathered in the study to entertain the guests, and the person guarding the door outside was the steward who had followed Yan Song for many years.

"Are you sure Jiang Qingzhi went to Malacca?" Yan Song asked.

The visitor said, "Now there are many good merchants in the south, waiting for Jiang Qingzhi to take them to sea for trade. The Portuguese control Malacca, and once they block the strait, sea trade will become a joke."

"It was only during this voyage that I realized that Malacca is the throat of the Ming Dynasty's sea route." The visitor said, "Business opportunities don't wait for anyone. Jiang Qingzhi must conquer Malacca before the wind blows, otherwise... those merchants and goods can only wait in the southeast for a year. Who can afford this price? Not even Jiang Qingzhi!"

"Good!" Yan Shifan's only eye was filled with excitement. "Dad, how is it?"

Yan Song was pondering.

The man said, "The Ministry of Works has discovered several silver mountains in Japan. Jiang Qingzhi has captured more than 100,000 prisoners, most of whom are Japanese upper class and so-called samurai, and sent them all to mine. The Ministry of Works said that with so many people working together, it is no problem to produce three million taels of silver every year."

"Three million taels!" Yan Shifan was stunned. "With this money, the new policy will have the monetary basis. By the way, Jiang Qingzhi suggested issuing paper money based on silver last time. If this is accomplished, the Ming Dynasty..."

"If this is accomplished, the entire Ming Dynasty will be reborn!"

Once the currency reform is successful, coupled with the booming maritime trade, the Ming Dynasty will inevitably usher in a truly prosperous era.

"Dad, time is running out!" Yan Shifan said anxiously.

The man said, "Yuan Fu, you and I have been fighting each other for many years. Now we are both facing a crisis. It's time for you to make a decision on what to do next."

Yan Song asked, "Why don't you want to follow Jiang Qingzhi?"

The visitor said coldly: "I am a Confucian disciple, how could I follow the thieves? I am just pretending to be submissive."

Yan Shifan sneered, "Those people promised you huge benefits, right? Let me guess, are they willing to accept you as the leader of the scholars and officials again?"

The visitor was silent.

Yan Song sighed, "Lord Xu, are you willing to fight alongside me?"

The man said, "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)