I'm really not doing business

Chapter 504 If you don’t even buy cotton cloth, why are you being a special envoy!
The case of Wang Xiangu who united the crowd and cut the uterus of forty-nine pregnant women to collect blood was really shocking. Therefore, Zhu Yijun would rather be scolded for not being open and tolerant than to let the missionaries preach. This is generally accepted by the courtiers. I agree with His Majesty's point of view.

The already complex contradictions between man and land, central and local conflicts, vassal kings, etc., plus a religion, when they come together, I don’t know what kind of outrageous thing they are going to do. When the time comes, will they scold the emperor for being stupid, or will he scold himself for being stupid? Not clear?

And Zhu Yijun told Zhang Juzheng not to worry about the vassal affairs. This was a reassurance for Zhang Juzheng. As long as the emperor made it clear that he would not pursue the matter, the matter would really end here. Few people would even study the number of registered vassals. The fact that one hundred thousand has dropped sharply to sixty thousand.

In the mainstream opinion of the scholar-bureaucrats of the Ming Dynasty, the vassals of the Ming Dynasty were villains and worms in the court. The huge vassals emptied the court and the local area. The extravagant vassals destroyed the simple values ​​​​of the Ming Dynasty, and the powerful rightists competed for luxury and extravagance. , it is a place that harbors filth and evil, harboring suspects, etc. All mistakes are the fault of the feudal king!
Zhang Juzheng's Commentary on Current Affairs also identified the huge expenditures of the vassals as the first of the five ills of the Ming Dynasty.

However, after detailed verification, Zhang Juzheng found that the clan was not large, with only more than 60,000 people registered in total. Those who receive salary are only 20,000.

Zhang Juzheng once again thanked the emperor for his kindness, and His Majesty kept his promise. Since he had clearly told all the courtiers that he would not pursue any further charges, there really was no time to settle old scores.

Zhu Yijun leaned on the back of his chair and said cheerfully: "Sir, I heard an interesting story. It is said that there are 120 censors in the fifteen departments of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Suiyuan and Liaoning censors and officials are already selecting."

"A few days ago, a water bearer brought sweet water to the Yamen of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. As a result, Liu Kongyuan, the censor, got angry out of nowhere. When he saw the water bearer, he angrily said: How can a pickled bitch be allowed to live in a refined society? !”

"This water bearer is a commoner. How dare he talk back to the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate? He is so embarrassed and angry that he can only leave."

"As soon as Shuiwozi heard that the water bearer was scolded by the imperial censor, he immediately drove the water bearer out of Shuiwozi."

The palace is the palace, the city is the market, and the palace market is the palace purchasing. The eunuchs used half a piece of red yarn and a foot of silk to buy the charcoal seller's cart of one thousand kilograms of charcoal.

"Sir, you are right. I am going to the next chapter of Shuntian Mansion. Shuiwozi is not allowed to send water to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. The only way is for the Supervisory Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate to get the water himself!" Upon hearing this, Zhu Yijun immediately patted the table and said, "We can't let this happen. They must not take advantage of this!"

"Sir, I understand." Zhu Yijun thought for a while, and it seemed that it was indeed the case. Liu Kongyuan was willing to apologize, which is as strange as the sun rising in the west.

The water carriers in Jianghu are nicknamed Shui San'er, and the wells that carry water are called Shuiwozi. There is usually a master in a water well, and this master is the owner of the well. A sweet water well has twenty or thirty water carriers who specialize in walking on the streets. They go around the alleys selling sweet water. There are not many sweet water wells in the capital of the Ming Dynasty. If you drink too much of the bitter water wells, you will lose your hair and become bald easily.

Returning the land was a huge hassle, several times more troublesome than that of his father-in-law. Zhang Juzheng didn't want to do it from the beginning, but now that the matter was over, he had no need to object.

Zhu Yijun and Zhang Juzheng had an in-depth communication about some details about the annihilation of the vassal. It was to annihilate the vassal, not to reduce it. It was to move the royal palaces from various places in the vassal state back to the capital and bind them in the Ten Kings City like the high wall of Fengyang.

The poor coolies have proven more than once that they can live well without the powerful right-wingers, rural gentry and gentry who dominate them. However, the domineering bosses cannot It once proved that one can live well without working as a poor coolie.

Zhang Juzheng just smiled. Your Majesty really likes to watch the excitement. It can be imagined that it is such a rare thing for the censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate to go to the streets to fetch water. Everyone in the streets of the Ming Dynasty capital is pointing fingers.

"A funny and absurd scene." After Zhu Yijun said this, he was happy. Zhu Yijun was happy, and Zhang Juzheng also laughed and shook his head while laughing. It was indeed funny and absurd. It can only be said that people who are not involved in production are like this, the censor who supervises the censor. The historians were not from bad backgrounds, had never experienced any hardship in their lives, did not distinguish between grains, and generally had little sympathy for the poor and hardworking people.

With just these three words, the censor could only be so angry.

If the censor impeaches Shen Yiguan and stirs up trouble with Shen Yiguan, Shen Yiguan only needs to use three words to silence him, "There is a will."

Zhu Yijun tried his best to hold back his laughter and continued: "They are used to it! Yesterday, I issued an order to Shen Yiguan that all the water houses in Shuntian Mansion were not allowed to deliver water to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and they had to bear the water themselves! Zongxian Hai finally couldn't bear it anymore They were fooling around and ordered every four people to take turns carrying water every day, and Liu Kongyuan, who was scolded, was responsible for supervising the matter. "

Zhu Yijun told Zhang Juzheng this matter as a joke, and Zhang Juzheng did not intend to interfere after hearing it. The three words "willed" are equally effective for Zhang Juzheng. There must be discussions in the streets and alleys of the Ming Dynasty. Who knows that this kind of thing will be organized into What does it look like.

This poem nailed Emperor Xianzong of the Tang Dynasty to the pillar of shame in history, because Bai Juyi personally made an annotation on this poem: Ku Gong Shi Ye.

Zhang Juzheng thought for a while and said, "Liu Kongyuan will probably have to pay for it himself and hire two people to carry water. This is probably the best way."

Even drinking water seemed extremely difficult.

Liu Kongyuan didn't know where he got offended. In fact, he was published in this memorial on state affairs and was scolded by the emperor. Liu Kongyuan felt that his knowledge was extraordinary, but in fact they were just clichés. The emperor asked him to read and learn. Don't talk nonsense about things you don't understand.

"I have never heard of this. I am a water carrier and a poor laborer. Why should I be in such trouble?" Zhang Juzheng's brows knitted into knots. He thought of a poem, "The Charcoal Seller" by Bai Juyi.

"Ah? It's true. It's good to do some work." Zhang Juzheng was a little confused and then suddenly realized that this Hai Rui is not a good person!

If Shuiwozi doesn't deliver water, then the supervisory censors won't drink water!

The supervisory censors were not willing to deal with the officials led by Zhang Juzheng at all. They had to add someone to carry water. They were afraid that if the water bearer was not found, they would be scolded first.

Therefore, Hai Rui is not a good person and keeps things in a delicate balance. Everyone suffers together because of the stupid things he made up.

Because the supervisory censor is an official of the imperial court, he is a noble person, and noble people do not live in lowly places. Carrying water here is really insulting to the gentlemen. Even long robes with wide sleeves cannot carry water. Carrying water on the street wearing official uniform is not being treated by others. It's a weird joke that pokes the spine.

Zhu Yijun continued: "The interesting thing about this is that the water bearer who was reprimanded can no longer carry water. There is no water bearer in Shuiwozi who is willing to deliver water to the Duchayuan Yamen. He would rather not earn this money. There is no way to make money anyway. If you mistreat the supervisory censor, you will be asking for trouble. These 119 supervisory censors will have no water to drink, and then they will start to curse Liu Kongyuan angrily, making Liu Kongyuan so embarrassed and angry that he wants to become an official. ”

Zhang Juzheng shook his head and said, "He won't go. He would rather take off his court uniform than go."

The purpose of letting Liu Kongyuan supervise is to make all the supervisory censors uncomfortable. Liu Kongyuan will continue to be scolded. As long as this matter of taking turns to carry water still exists, Liu Kongyuan will be the instigator. If Liu Kongyuan is scolded, he will definitely be embarrassed and scolded severely. His people! It is the norm in the officialdom to retaliate, because everyone is watching, Liu Kongyuan cannot show favoritism, but the execution is more fair.

Zhang Juzheng judged that no vassal king would rebel.

The rigidity and bloatedness of the yamen are most vividly reflected at this moment.

"Ah? No water to drink?" Zhang Juzheng looked shocked. He blinked and said, "It seems that there is really no solution."

Yes, no more drinking.

The main reason is that His Majesty has no biological uncles, not even one. Among the eight sons of Dao Master, only Prince Yu lived to the end. If they are not biological uncles, the vassal prince will have no power at all if he raises the banner of Qingjun.

"This winter, the Xinxing Department will not deliver coal or stoves to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. We will let them move it to the Xinxing Department by themselves. That's it." Zhu Yijun thought of another interesting thing. In winter, When it comes to delivering coal, the Xixin Division is dedicated to delivering coal and firewood to various government agencies. Once Zhu Yijun gives the order to stop, the censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate will have to do their own work.

There are so many people in the government office. Although they do nothing but drink tea and read newspapers all day, they cannot be assigned to fetch water. Everyone has their own things to do, which are not within their own responsibilities. If you want to add burdens to others, you must have a reason, and it must be legitimate. Otherwise, this matter will be like a football, kicked back and forth, and will never be properly resolved.
If we want to add another person, it will be even more troublesome. The Metropolitan Procuratorate will have to leave the staff department.

The supervisory censor could actually ask Shuiwozi to deliver water to them, but Shuiwozi was under the jurisdiction of the Shuntian Prefecture. If he really went to Shuntian Prefecture's Prime Minister Shen Guangxi to solve the problem, the trouble would become even greater.

So in the end, the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate had no water to drink tea. The crowd was furious and scolded Liu Kongyuan for looking for trouble. Liu Kongyuan went to the official post without saying why. It was only after Zhao Mengyou sent someone to inquire that the emperor found out the inside story.

Hai Rui doesn't bother to care about these bad things. In a place where cheap scholars gather, all Hai Rui, a stubborn official, can do is curse a few words. With his loyal officials and ministers, he runs around fighting corruption every day, but he has no time to do it. Help these people put an end to this ridiculous lawsuit?

The incident Zhu Yijun was talking about was about a Shui San'er who brought sweet water to the gentlemen of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but was angrily scolded by a supervisory censor for insulting a bitch into a refined society.

"Actually, there is another solution. Let Liu Kongyuan go find the scolded water bearer, bow his head and admit his mistake, and the matter will be over." Zhu Yijun talked about another possibility.

Liu Kongyuan vented his anger on the water carrier.

Hai Rui and Li Youzi were too lazy to care about these censors. They were busy fighting corruption all day long, and they had no time to worry about whether there was water or not. They had to clean up the drama they created.

"How do you think this matter will end, sir?" Zhu Yijun was curious about what his teacher thought of this matter.

Hai Rui returned to the court and denied that Xu Jie had the merit of following the dragon. This was based on the fact that only the late emperor was left among the eight sons of Dao Master. , pass the position to whom? King Jing has been married for many years and has not given birth to a single child.

The ferocity of the political struggle in the middle and late Jiajing period can be seen.

Both the King of Yan and the King of Han rebelled by their uncles. This is because their uncles are elders and the first-generation princes. They have a certain foundation for rebellion in terms of financial resources and force. At present, His Majesty is basically in the fifth service. If you really want to find relatives, you have to go to Ming Xianzong. It has been more than a hundred years and this title is not enough.

Another basis for Zhang Juzheng's judgment is that the vassal king had no money to rebel.

Rebellion is not just playing house. If you just turn around, it is a huge sum of money. Rebellion is a desperate move that puts the heads of nine tribes in your belt. Only brave men need heavy rewards. Moreover, the powerful army of the imperial court has just conquered Ban Sheng. After returning, the Beijing camp was extremely powerful, and the Ming Dynasty also conferred the title of first-class Duke since Tianshun. The reward was even heavier to get a brave man.

During the Jiajing period, due to the fierce wars and dangers, the imperial court suffered huge financial losses. Several times in succession, the Taoist priests suspended the salaries of the county princes, built the palace, repaired the palace, and provided silver for weddings and funerals. It collapsed, but no repairs were seen. The feudal kings wanted to rebel but were powerless.

And no one, the Ming Dynasty has adopted a pig-raising policy for more than 170 years. People with lofty ideals will not follow the vassal king to eat and wait for death. Changshi is the job that the vassal king only seeks after he fails to pass the Jinshi examination. Most of them were surrounded by wine bags and rice bags, and without the wise men to follow them, the feudal king himself could not even write a message of rebellion.

Those who don’t have a righteous reputation, don’t have enough money, don’t have enough manpower, and don’t have strong people to make suggestions are just Caotai teams.

Should he continue to live in Beijing and wait for death, or should he continue to live precariously in the local area? Or rise up? This in itself is not difficult to choose. "Mr., did you not include the fazong salary in the examination? Did you think of this day?" Zhu Yijun felt more and more strange the more he heard it, no matter how he looked at it, it seemed like it was intentional! It is to deliberately reduce the vassal state and reduce the strength of the vassal king to the extreme in preparation for the destruction of the vassal and the country.

Moving the vassal king to the capital means destroying the vassal and eradicating the country. Although it sounds nice to say that it is moving the vassal state, but moving back to the country will eliminate it. What is it if it is not annihilation?
This thing was too smooth and silky, and it seemed like it had been planned for a long time.

Zhang Juzheng thought for a long time and sighed: "I never dared to think so far before."

A city of ten kings requires an investment of 300 million silver, and moving a feudal vassal is a huge financial expenditure. To support the vassal king in Beijing and to provide a salary is another huge expenditure. How could Zhang Juzheng dare to think about this? When the late emperor passed away, he went through all the money in the yamen of the capital. Together with the internal money, the total amount was 39 silver.

Getting money is the top priority in the first ten years of Wanli.

Zhang Juzheng's analysis is very reasonable, because it can be seen from the letters of many princes in Henan that the ten kings' cities were built. The princes' conversation changed from criticizing Zhang Juzheng to praising Zhang Juzheng. They wanted to elevate Zhang Juzheng to the level of the master for the ages, worthy of enjoying the Ancestral Temple. The situation!

Once you arrive in the capital, you can receive your salary.

George, the special envoy of England, finally purchased 500,000 bolts of cotton from the Ming Dynasty. This time he came with one million taels of silver. He originally wanted to buy some silk and follow Felipe II's example of reselling silk to make money. He heard that Spain had purchased a large amount of silk. Cotton cloth, I was immediately frightened and changed the cargo list into cotton cloth.

The Portuguese envoy Marcus purchased a lot of silk. Marcus was not afraid of cotton. Portugal had already reached the point of national collapse before, so there was no worry about the impact on the handicraft industry. Felipe II really used Cotton cloth dealt with Portugal, and King Antonio also wanted to thank Felipe II for giving the Portuguese some clothes to wear.

The Shinra envoy was just joining in the fun, and the cardinal's visit was in vain.

France's crazy envoy failed to get her wish to marry the Ming Emperor. She didn't even have money to buy cotton.

"Your Majesty, Rui De, the special envoy of the Goa Governor's Palace, committed suicide." Feng Bao whispered to Xiaohuangmen for a few times and hurriedly reported the result.

Rui De is a staunch believer. Even when he is hungry and his heart is close to his back, he still does not betray his faith. Zhu Yijun's deepest impression of Rui De is Rui's roar at the Wenhua Palace.

Suicide is a blasphemous act in any doctrine, and one will go to hell after death, but Rui De's suicide was due to despair.

The Tang newspaper from the Strait of Malacca reached the capital and immediately caused an uproar, which even drowned out the excitement of the censors carrying water.

The city of Malacca fell, a fortress that had been in operation for sixty years. After the last internal strife in the Goa Governor's Palace, all the surrounding bastions were pulled out, leaving an isolated city hanging there. After the Ming Dynasty's 30-pound artillery was in place, it blasted away The walls of Malacca Castle shattered all morale.

The Ming Dynasty completely penetrated the Strait of Malacca, and the vast world of the West once again opened its door to the Ming Dynasty.

Rui De believed that it was because he acted slowly and failed to give his colleagues in the Goa Governor's Palace the final chance of survival that he died together with the city of Malacca.

"Let's give him an official burial." Zhu Yijun heard the news and said to Feng Bao: "From the beginning to the end, Rui was a somewhat stupid and firm believer. He fought for the interests of his country and was a warrior."

Rui is a red-haired fan and a Portuguese. He fights for the interests of his country. Finally, seeing that there is no room for change, he chooses to end his life. This is unwise and not worth advocating, but Zhu Yijun still respects a warrior. Fall with dignity.

"Only when you know shame, honor and disgrace, self-respect, self-respect and self-love can you be free." Zhu Yijun finally commented on Rui's life.

Rui's funeral was very simple. Except for people from the Ming Dynasty, no one came to see him off. Because Antonio, as the King of Portugal, had returned the governance of the Strait of Malacca to the Ming Dynasty, Marcus had no reason to see him off. The resistance of the Goa Governor's Palace, It was disobedience to the king's orders, and others were too lazy to pay attention.

A lonely tomb was engraved with an inscription. Ming Dynasty did not know Rui De very well, so he engraved his two missions on the tombstone.

"Take it for tea." Shah Maimaiti appeared in front of the Tonghe Palace. He threw the silver bag high in his hand, fell into the hands of the Han general, and then walked into the Tonghe Palace.

Tiqi and the Han generals can accept this silver bag. This is a special order from His Majesty to respect the culture and elegance of Shah's envoy.

"Greetings to your majesty, long live your majesty." Shah Maimaiti saluted.

"No courtesy, sit down and talk." Zhu Yijun tried to imitate Shah Maimaiti's action of throwing silver bags for a few times, but it was always a bit unnatural and not smooth, which may have something to do with Zhu Yijun's stinginess.

Shah Maimaiti sat upright and said seriously: "Your Majesty, it is good news that the Strait of Malacca is completely connected. Such a vast Mughal Congress will provide the Ming Dynasty with sufficient cotton and salty sand. Oh, no, now It should be called saltpeter.”

He came to the Ming Dynasty and did not do any serious errands. He mainly listened to the storytelling in the front door building, and was occasionally responsible for receiving the Persian beauties sent by Emperor Akbar, which was considered to maintain the relationship with the Ming Emperor.

"Envoy Shah may have to go back to the Mughal Kingdom to confirm the details of these trades. The Ming Dynasty really needs enough cotton to weave." Zhu Yijun answered this question seriously.

Shah asked curiously: "I wonder how much cotton will be needed next year?"

Zhu Yijun said very confidently: "You need as much as you have. Songjiang Prefecture can weave 1500 million pieces of cloth a year, and Ming Dynasty can weave nearly million pieces of cloth a year. It also needs about million pieces of cotton, so you need as much as you have." ”

"The Ming Dynasty's appetite is really too big. It is impossible for us to satisfy the Ming Dynasty's appetite." When Shah Maimaiti heard this, he immediately fainted!

A piece of standard cloth requires four kilograms of cotton, and a piece of small cloth requires three kilograms of cotton. Three hundred million pieces of cotton, even for small cloth, require 1800 million kilograms of cotton. Even with the Ming Dynasty's intensive farming, one acre of cotton is only one hundred If the weight reaches pounds, million acres of land are needed to cultivate cotton. Adding rotational cultivation, million acres of land are needed to cultivate cotton.

The cotton spinning center of the Ming Dynasty is in Songjiang, while the planting center is in Shandong. Because cotton’s habit is long sunshine, during the cotton growth period, rain is not conducive to cotton growth. The root system of cotton generally does not exceed three feet. If the soil is too wet, the cotton will not be able to grow. Take root, Songjiang Prefecture is a place that loves rain.

Zhu Yijun is the real owner of Baoqisi. He knows the habits of cotton very well. Cotton from the north flows south, and cotton from Shandong is sent to Songjiang Prefecture for manufacturing.

"Your Majesty thinks too highly of our Mughal nation..." Shah Maimaiti waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Your Majesty, we don't even know how many acres we have. We can only try our best to provide it."

"The more, the merrier." Zhu Yijun did not specify how much cotton should be harvested in the early stages of trade, he just wanted as much as possible.

In fact, Zhu Yijun had always been worried that the vibrant traditional cotton manufacturing industry in the Ming Dynasty would make mechanized manufacturing more difficult. The cost of machinery was much higher than that of manpower, which led to the owners of various handicraft workshops preferring to use manpower instead of machinery.

Millions of farmers produce cotton for their own use or for nearby markets. Merchants do not need to go to great lengths to carry out large-scale manufacturing. It is enough to directly purchase the cotton produced by farmers.

Shen Shixing answered His Majesty's doubts. The Ming Dynasty's cotton cloth has already shown signs of large-scale centralized production. Sufficient raw materials are needed to further realize the mechanical manufacturing. What the Ming court should be worried about is that the weak steam engine production capacity cannot satisfy the demand. The Ming Dynasty's appetite, as well as the negative impact of large-scale production that destroyed the small-scale peasant economy of men farming and women weaving, and bankrupting farmers were issues that the Ming Dynasty had to consider.

The entire Songjiang Prefecture has 126015 large-scale cotton spinning workshops, employing more than weavers and weavers. Including the official textile manufacturing of the Ming Dynasty, there are approximately more than practitioners.

Therefore, Ming Dynasty’s immediate priority is the supply of raw materials.

"Can the Ming Dynasty sell some cotton cloth cheaply to our Mughal country?" Shah Maimaiti asked in a low voice: "The price of a big piece of cloth is as high as two silver, which is really too expensive."

"Of course, I don't know what price Ambassador Shah thinks is appropriate?" Zhu Yijun's smile was bright, but he didn't look very happy. He was unhappy when a black-hearted businessman was exposed in person, but he still kept smiling.

"How about one silver per piece? Of course it's a big piece of cloth, forty feet long." Shah Maimaiti directly offered the dragon-slaying sword and bargained for half.

Zhu Yijun immediately brightened up when he heard this, nodded and said: "Of course, the Ming Dynasty and the Mughal Kingdom are old friends. At the price of one silver, everyone can guarantee sufficient profits."

Shah Maimaiti bought cotton cloth, of course not for civilian use. He mainly worked as a second-rate dealer and sold it to the Persian countries.

Zhu Yijun naturally has to give some room for profit in the wholesaler's price. The two banks have determined that the Sauron ship will follow the monsoon when it arrives at the port. Time is tight, and of course they have to have a good meal, but the profit from the price of one bank is already very high. Rich.

Shah Maimaiti just didn't want to bother. If he bought it from a merchant who was willing to go through the trouble, the price would be even lower.

"That's really great!" Shahamaimaiti said with great joy. Anyway, given the situation in the Mughal Kingdom, allowing Sudras and untouchables to grow cotton would not cause trouble. Sudras and untouchables would not cause any trouble. I firmly believe that as long as I am reincarnated, I can become a Brahmin.

In this way, the Ming Emperor and the upper-level structure of the Mughal Kingdom reached an agreement to severely strip the Shudras and untouchables. They could not grow food even if they planted cotton. As for things like starving to death, the Mughal Kingdom It can be handled, which seems unbelievable in Ming Dynasty, but in that magical land, it is reasonable.

Cooperating with the conquerors and exploiting the slaves has been the long-standing survival pattern of that land. No matter who conquers it, they can achieve the same effect.

In the early July of the tenth year of Wanli, Gao Qiyu, the young minister of Honglu Temple, saw off the special envoy coming to Beijing. The French envoy still wanted to make trouble, so he was directly tied up on a ship and sent back to the West. He didn't even buy cotton cloth, so what kind of envoy was he doing?
The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty rewarded the Marquis of Surabaya Yin Zhengmao and the Marquis of Yingyang Zhang Yuanxun with the imperial edict and followed the sea route to Manila. Zhu Yijun originally planned to ennoble himself, but Zhang Juzheng stopped him. The Ming Dynasty just pulled out all the strongholds of the Goa Governor's Palace in the Strait of Malacca. The Governor's Palace of Goa still exists as a remnant of power, so it is not suitable to make a public official. If the rewards and punishments are unclear, everything will not be accomplished.

Zhu Yijun did not have a final decision this time, but believed that what Zhang Juzheng said was reasonable, but the reward was extremely generous. Zhu Yijun gave Zhang Yuanxun a batch of silver to build the Yingyang Marquis Mansion in the Xuanwei Department of Old Port. As for the specifications, Zhu Yijun did not Sure, since the sky is high and the emperor is far away, as long as the palace is not built, Zhang Yuanxun will do whatever he wants.

Shi Maohua, the governor of Shaanxi, sent a memorial to the DPRK, which caused a lot of discussion in the DPRK. Shi Maohua stated in the memorial that the Xingdu Division of Shaanxi Province should be upgraded to the Chief Secretary of Xuanwei and become a first-level administrative region of the Ming Dynasty. The Xingdu Division of Shaanxi Province should be moved to Qiwei, Guanxi Province.

(End of this chapter)