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Chapter 810 The Dog Who Was So Angry That He Couldn’t Move
Natural gold nuggets, commonly known as dog-head gold and horseshoe gold, are important clues in finding gold mines. Juezhou discovered more than thirty natural gold nuggets at one time. It goes without saying what this means to the Ming Dynasty.

This means that the Ming Dynasty has the potential to systematically solve the economic problem that has existed for thousands of years: money shortage.

The shortage of money was the biggest obstacle to the Ming Dynasty's transformation from a small peasant economy to a commodity economy. Especially once the inflow of white silver from overseas slowed down, the landlords and wealthy people would subconsciously hold on to the silver, further exacerbating the shortage of money in the market.

Zhu Yijun has been facing this problem since he ascended the throne. The shortage of money would give Zhu Yijun a headache from time to time, reminding him that the Ming Dynasty had to open up to the sea. If the sea was not opened, there would be no currency. If the sea was not opened, the few copper coins from Yunnan would not be able to support the currency needs of the entire Ming Dynasty.

The discovery, mining, and storage of large amounts of gold, as long as this gold is accumulated in the national treasury and the internal treasury, the Ming Baochao will have a practical anchor.

Zhu Yijun said to Yin Zongxin very sincerely: "There are many anchors for the Ming Dynasty's treasure notes. The Ministry of Revenue has a treasure note anchoring document. The most important thing is the stock of gold, silver and copper. As long as the court has enough gold, silver and copper, the Ming Dynasty can issue notes to ensure that the Ming Dynasty has enough currency to use."

"In the past, the Ming Dynasty used salt vouchers as money. When the eunuchs went to announce the imperial decree, they would also collect salt vouchers. This was a direct manifestation of the lack of currency."

"For the gold from Juezhou, I can only say sorry to the Luzon Governor's Office. This gold must be stored in the treasury for issuing banknotes. Even if the Luzon Governor's Office discovered it, I cannot give the gold mine to the Luzon Governor's Office."

Unlike the iron mine that was awarded to Chen Dazhuang, Zhu Yijun did not award the gold mine to the Luzon Governor-General's Office.

What the iron mine needs are people to guard the mines. The western part of Juezhou is a real Jedi, but the natural endowments in the southeast are excellent, and can at least support tens of millions of people.

Since each situation is different, we cannot generalize.

Zhu Yijun apologized in advance. This gold mine was related to the currency security of the Ming Dynasty. No matter what, it had to be directly controlled by the court, instead of being handed over to the Luzon Governor's Office like the Twelve Copper Towns of Luzon.

"Your Majesty is wise." Yin Zongxin said indifferently: "Your Majesty, since my father asked me to bring these natural gold nuggets to the capital to offer auspicious signs, it was also for this reason. My father always said that no matter how great the wealth is, if it cannot be controlled for a long time, it is not wealth."

"The Luzon Governor-General's Office is actually very weak."

The Luzon Governor's Office had a very thorough discussion on whether to report to the court about the discovery of a huge gold mine in Juezhou, and finally chose to offer auspicious signs. There were many reasons, the biggest one being that the Luzon Governor's Office could not control such enormous wealth.

If you can't grasp it, the right choice is to follow the court and the emperor and eat meat.

The Luzon Governor-General's Office looked quite strong, with 3,000 guest soldiers, over 30,000 guardsmen, a fast sailing ship, the Luzon, six five-masted ocean-going ships, and sixty horse ships. However, this powerful army could not be formed or maintained without the support of the Ming hinterland.

The Manila Shipyard was simply not capable of properly maintaining these ships, and it also did not have the capacity to build five-masted ocean-going ships.

Without guns, the Luzon Governor's Office and the Han people, Han towns and the Twelve Copper Towns protected by the Governor's Office will all be wiped out.

"Whether it's eating a full meal every time or not, I can still tell the difference." Yin Zongxin was very young, and he stated his attitude more directly. In short, his words were to the point. Their family wanted to rely on the Ming Dynasty and have a full meal every time.

No matter how big the wealth is, it is not yours if you cannot keep it.

He is the heir to the Governor-General's Office of Luzon, and the Duke of Qian's Office in Yunnan is the best example for their family.

The secret mining of the gold mine could not be concealed for long. After all, there was suddenly so much gold in such a shallow pool in the South Seas, and it needed to be explained clearly. Once the matter was exposed, the Ming Dynasty and the Luzon Governor's Office would be at odds, and the Governor's Office would be the biggest victim.

"What did you call this place when you were exploring it?" Zhu Yijun asked, looking at the southeast corner of the Juezhou geomancy map.

Yin Zongxin hurriedly said, "Jin Chi."

"Okay, send Shilong Hou Deng Zilong to build the Jinchi Governor's Office." Zhu Yijun picked up the red pen and drew a circle on the geomancy map before continuing, "The court will take 70%, and the rest of the output will be divided between the Jinchi Governor's Office and the Luzon Governor's Office."

"I bow my head in thanks for the emperor's grace." Yin Zongxin bowed his head again to thank the emperor for his great grace!

For a place that could only stand firm with the help of the Ming Dynasty court, the emperor waved his hand and directly allocated 30% of the gold mine income. This was a great grace from heaven.

"Natives, just go to the mine and dig." Zhu Yijun glanced at the position of the Middle Secretary. The Secretary of the Central Secretariat was not there, probably because he had gone to the toilet.

The secretaries of the Secretariat knew very well that it was enough to record that the emperor was wise and his ministers were virtuous, the people were united, and that the Ming Dynasty had discovered a huge gold mine, which laid a credibility foundation for issuing banknotes.

There is no need to go into such detail about matters like profit sharing and indigenous issues.

"I obey your order..." Yin Zongxin felt mixed emotions. Even though his father had always said that His Majesty was very special, it was the first time that Yin Zongxin felt this specialness so clearly.

The Ming Dynasty bureaucratic system was a very sophisticated machine with an interesting mechanism. It was very good at breaking down an evil act into countless reasonable and compliant small processes, allowing the grassroots level of execution to bear all responsibilities, sins, and infamy, so that the emperor's reputation would remain intact and his achievements would be intact.

In this way, the emperor could naturally gain a good reputation, but the only problem was that no one would be held responsible for the specific moral corruption and ugliness because it was a collective evil.

The most direct manifestation is that the people of the Ming Dynasty all hated corrupt officials, but they could only hate the collective and not any specific individual, because the poor and laboring people could not find the root cause of their misfortune, and they didn't even know which direction the government office faced, so they could only hate the officials and the political system.

Therefore, the people would applaud any official who was beheaded in public. This is not ignorance, but sadness, the sadness of not being able to hate a specific person.

Your Majesty is different. The emperor always takes all these sins and karma on himself. In the future, the wronged souls will come to blame the emperor, after all, it was the emperor who gave the order.

This is what His Majesty often said in the palace bulletin: If you want to accomplish great things in terms of political responsibility, you must shoulder all the honor, disgrace, merits and demerits yourself. If you are timid and timid, you will accomplish nothing.

"Zongxin, is there really a coconut grove as vast as the sea in your Hancheng Town?" Zhu Yijun asked curiously.

Yin Zongxin smiled and said, "Yes, there are many, many coconut trees in Han Town, Luzon, stretching as far as the eye can see. Her Royal Highness the Princess painted a picture in Luzon, please take a look at it, Your Majesty."

After Princess Yingjia Zhu Xuanchang married into the Governor-General's Office of Luzon, she lived a life of luxury. The very center of Hancheng Town was the Palace of the Prince Consort.

At the far end of the scroll are sailboats and breeding boxes. These breeding boxes are not integrated with the port and the sailboats. Zhu Yijun looked at these breeding boxes and smiled.

According to Yan Shixuan, Shen Shixing and Yao Guangqi were both people from heaven, and Zhu Yijun was in the ninth heaven, but he still retained the basic character of the Han people and the basic logic that it is better to plant than to rob.

When the Han people arrived in Luzon, they also built large numbers of aquaculture cages. Instead of focusing on fishing, the Ming Dynasty was domesticating various marine animals to increase the diversity of the dining table.

Fishing is actually very troublesome and risky. Fighting against huge waves and storms is heroic, but harvesting aquatic products in fish cages on the seabed may seem a bit cowardly, but it is very safe.

Agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry and fishery are gradually taking shape. Even if the Ming Dynasty rolls back its version, these four major industries will be the guarantee.

In the picture, the golden beach stretches endlessly, the endless sea of ​​​​coconut trees is lush and green, forming a forest. Under the coconut trees, houses are looming under the coconut trees.

"Very good, very good." Zhu Yijun kept praising, but at the same time he felt a little regretful. Han Town really existed, and the Nanyang dream was not false. Just because he couldn't see it didn't mean it didn't exist.

He put the scroll away. Zhu Xuanchang's painting skills were ordinary, and Concubine Zhou Defei was not from a wealthy family. This was also what Zhu Xuanchang had just learned after she married into Luzon as a princess.

"That Lin Fucheng hasn't caused any trouble for the Governor's Office, right? He's a liberal, and his research has messed up the entire plantation economy. So I can't keep him." Zhu Yijun talked about an exiled prisoner named Lin Fucheng.

Yin Zongxin shook his head and said, "That's not the case. Master Lin is still very powerful, Your Majesty. Master Lin is a scholar-official. Unfortunately, my father couldn't keep Master Lin. Now he is in Yehai City."

Yin Zhengmao prepared the best big house, servants, golden beach and power in Manila Han Township for Lin Fucheng, but Lin Fucheng was still a passer-by. After completing the research task assigned to him by the emperor, he would return to Ming Dynasty.

Lin Fucheng was a scholar-official. When he talked about freedom, he was only talking about the freedom of the people of the Ming Dynasty. Lin Fucheng, who had been educated in the debate between Chinese and barbarians, never regarded the barbarians as human beings, even though there was no essential biological difference between them.

Lin Fucheng opposed the kingly rule advocated by the literati. In his view, the kingly rule of the barbarians was a thankless task, had no effect, and was a waste of the national treasury.

For these barbarians, being born on the plantations and dying on the plantations is both their destiny and a blessing. Without the plantations, they cannot even guarantee a stable life.

"Master Lin has a memorial refuting the recent fallacies of the absolute liberals in Songjiang Prefecture." Yin Zongxin took out two memorials from Lin Fucheng. Even in Coconut Sea City, Lin Fucheng still opposed the fallacies of the absolute liberals.

Lin Fucheng denounced the unrealistic and absurd arguments of absolute liberals.

Absolute liberals have recently come up with two viewpoints on limiting power. The first viewpoint is that power must be completely caged so that it will not do evil. Power will exploit, but money will not.

The second point of view is the exploitation of power, which is caused by too much power. Absolute power represents absolute corruption, and corruption under absolute power will spread along the bureaucratic system and expand to all classes of the Ming Dynasty.

However, Lin Fucheng believes that these two views are fundamentally wrong, absurd and ridiculous.

In Lin Fucheng's view, all of this is caused by unclear rights and responsibilities, and the problem can only be solved when power and responsibility are equal.

The moral narrative and moral sublimity of the Ming Dynasty itself put forward moral requirements and morally conferred responsibilities to power holders;
Under the commodity economy narrative that is now being established, the new narrative places higher demands on those in power.

This requirement is very complex and is still being formed, so it is impossible to summarize it. Generally speaking, it means: for officials to follow the law, shamelessness is acceptable, but incompetence is not.

"He is still not at peace overseas." After reading Lin Fucheng's first memorial, Zhu Yijun shook his head and opened the second memorial.

"Does Nanyang also have the third volume of class theory now?" Zhu Yijun frowned as he read it. Lin Fucheng's second article was extremely bold.

Yin Zongxin quickly replied, "Yes, Master Lin took the third volume with him when he left Luzon. I have also read it. The second volume of Public and Private Theory was also sent to Coconut Sea City."

Lin Fucheng quoted from classics and used two words to accurately describe the fundamental difference between the narrative of the Ming Dynasty and the Western narrative.

Horizontal and vertical cuts.

Are there any different kinds of kings, princes, generals or ministers? The roar of Chen Sheng and Wu Guang in Daze Township actually represents a very simple class view.

In fact, ever since the Qin Dynasty’s system of naming land and houses based on military merit, the land of Central Plains has always been a class narrative, cutting all the people in the Central Plains into countless groups.

There is no essential difference between the farmers in Liaodong and those in Sichuan; the exploitation they suffer is the same.

This kind of thinking is very obvious. Not to mention the countless anti-poems, such as Liu Yuxi's "The swallows that once stood in front of the halls of the Wang and Xie families now fly into the homes of ordinary people", is a typical example.

The ultimate fate of some carnivores who are unwilling to share their profits with others is to become part of ordinary people's homes.

All dynasties have followed the Qin system, and all have followed the First Emperor's principles for thousands of years. All dynasties have denounced his tyranny and cruelty, but they have still been very honest in using the unified county system.

The Qin political system was established on the basis of the system of military merit and title, and the same was true for later generations. The Central Plains, at least since the Qin Dynasty, has been cross-cutting. Classes did not appear after Zhang Juzheng summarized them, but have always existed, but Zhang Juzheng's class theory summarized them.

These were all caused by the emperor's big hammer and small hammer, and his words "I have doubts" one by one, which shattered the stamp of Zhang Juzheng's thoughts.

The spiral rise of the Central Plains' political system also revolves around the class game that cuts across it.

Cross-cutting is also the reason why there are endless rebels in every dynasty. They don’t understand those big principles, but they can clearly see and feel that everyone’s life is hard.

This is completely different with Taixi's narrative, which is cut vertically.

Under the vertical cut, the inner anger of all people in every class cannot form a combined force, cannot ignite the flames of resistance, start everything over again, and redistribute the means of production.

When Lin Fucheng talked about vertical cutting in the West, he started from the plantations in Southeast Asia.

The Nanyang plantation system was copied by the Ming Dynasty from Western colonial methods. In these plantations, a large number of foreigners were like dogs that were unable to move due to anger.

Some dogs with bad tempers will become very stiff and unable to move when they are angry. They may even be so angry that they cannot eat or sleep. They will keep roaring until they are angry to death and can't do anything else.

The foreigners in the plantation were like dogs that were so angry that they could not move.

Lin Fucheng had talked with these foreigners, including some of the red-haired foreigners. They knew very well that the suffering they endured was not a test from heaven, gods or the Lord, but real pain. Religious beliefs were self-deception, but this deception could not numb the pain.

Therefore, tobacco is very popular in Southeast Asia, and opium is still used despite repeated bans, because people need to numb their bodies and forget the pain.

Including the Yi people in the West, if you ask them why they don't do anything, they will only answer that they don't know what to do or what they can do.

The power of struggle, the will of struggle and the continuation of struggle are all cut into highly isolated bubbles under vertical cutting.

If people are continuously subdivided, eventually people from different places and with different accents will gather together to form communities. These highly closed communities are called vertical cutting.

These communities in the West are not clans of the Ming Dynasty. The clans of the Ming Dynasty are highly similar in culture, and even their values ​​of morality and good and evil are consistent.

In France, there are dozens of French languages ​​alone, each with a different spelling and accent. In the end, the people in these bubbles can only hope that the nobles from their region can work for their interests.

But this fantasy is always shattered.

The struggle volume explains it very clearly: class identity is often greater than ethnic identity.

Lin Fucheng soon raised a new question, that is, could the Ming Dynasty use the vertical cutting method to cut the Ming Dynasty vertically into highly isolated bubbles to ensure that the Ming Dynasty would remain unshakable forever?

The answer is no, because if you want to complete the vertical cut, you have to abolish the political tradition of thousands of years and the collective consensus of great unification.

No one can do it. Giving up the unification is equivalent to asking the emperor to give up his supreme status and power. Which emperor can agree to that?

Zhu Yijun was already a very rebellious traitor, but as long as he was alive, he was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and no one could challenge this status.

Not only Zhu Yijun can't do it, but even Zhu Yuanzhang can't do it.

Zhu Yuanzhang's enfeoffment of vassal states was actually also a means of vertical division, but later on, the restrictions on the vassal states became increasingly tight. Anyone who went out without permission or met guests without permission would be treated as a prisoner and thrown into the high walls of Fengyang, unable to move.

"His article is very interesting." Zhu Yijun thought about it and decided that it would be more appropriate to publish the article in "Xiaoyao Yiwen" as it was a struggle between liberals.

Yin Zongxin received a large number of rewards. Among these rewards, the one that concerned Yin Zongxin the most was the imperial edict from the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty to confer the title of Governor-General of Jinchi.

Other rewards were not that important. As long as the emperor got the approval from the Governor's Office, he could just wait to receive a steady stream of gold.

This time may take three or five years, but it will definitely not exceed ten years.

After leaving Tonghe Palace, Yin Zongxin went to the Quanchu Guild Hall to pay a visit to Zhang Juzheng. Yin Zhengmao was Zhang Juzheng's man and the most important factor in Zhang Juzheng's overthrow of Gao Gong.

Yin Zhengmao's successful suppression of the Japanese pirates in Guangdong solved the trouble that would follow Qi Jiguang's trip north and completely stabilized the southeastern part of the Ming Dynasty.

After Yin Zhengmao successfully defeated the Japanese pirates in Dianbai Port, it was a foregone conclusion that Zhang Juzheng would become the Prime Minister of the empire.

Yin Zongxin had to visit Zhang Juzheng both for public and private reasons. After all, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty had issued an imperial decree regarding the affairs of the Jinchi Governor's Office, and political, military, economic resources, etc. all needed to be allocated by Zhang Juzheng.

"Please rest assured, Governor Yin. I will coordinate these and bring back the gold. The court needs more gold." After hearing Yin Zongxin's purpose, Zhang Juzheng's face was full of smiles and sunshine.

The shortage of money has been the Ming Dynasty’s lingering nightmare, but now there is hope for its end.

The Ming Dynasty was poor in gold, silver and copper, and its predicament of being restricted by people would be greatly improved.

"It's very strange, really very strange." Yin Zongxin said with a strange look on his face: "My father told me that I will gain a lot from this trip to the capital, not rewards, nor imperial edicts. He said that I will understand that some of my troubles are just my own troubles."

"Before I led the fleet back to the Ming Dynasty to offer auspicious signs, I was always nervous. I was actually worried that the Luzon Governor's Office was like a wandering prodigal son overseas, and would eventually drift away from the Ming Dynasty."

"My father told me that if I went to the Ming Dynasty in person, I would stop having wild thoughts. Indeed, the doubts in my heart have completely disappeared, but a bigger doubt has emerged. Why am I no longer confused?"

"Sir, I've been talking nonsense."

Yin Zongxin was only twenty-two years old. In fact, he had always been worried that the relationship between the Luzon Governor-General's Office and the Ming Dynasty would fall apart, and then all the efforts of the Luzon Governor-General's Office would be meaningless.

But after returning to Ming Dynasty and taking a short trip, he was no longer worried. However, he didn't know where the confidence came from, but he believed that all the efforts of everyone in the Governor's Office would not be in vain.

This seemed a bit nonsense, but Zhang Juzheng understood Yin Zongxin's doubts.

"Wan Shi and Wan Zongbo once said that colonizers will inevitably become localized in the process of colonization, but this localization does not mean completely severing contact with the Central Plains." Zhang Juzheng thought for a while and said, "The Kaifeng and Jiayuguan highways are to reopen the Western Regions. It has been many years since the Western Regions were lost in the middle and late Tang Dynasty."

"The Ming Dynasty still has not forgotten this. If there is a chance and the national strength is slightly improved, it will reopen the Western Regions."

“Therefore, all the efforts of the Luzon Governor-General’s Office will not be in vain. The history books will remember it. History books are the common memory and consensus.”

The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun were lost for 429 years before being recovered by Xu Da; at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, the area north of the Yellow River was lost to the enemy for 242 years before being recovered by Xu Da.

"Thank you, sir, for clearing up my doubts." Yin Zongxin sincerely thanked Zhang Juzheng for his answer, but he still felt that Zhang Juzheng's explanation was not comprehensive.

Yin Zongxin returned to the Ten Kings City. As a royal relative, it was reasonable for him to live in the Ten Kings City. There was also a Prince Consort's Mansion here, but it had been idle for many years. This was also the first time that Yin Zongxin came to the Prince Consort's Mansion. When he married Princess Yingjia, there was no Ten Kings City yet.

He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before opening them, and all the confusion in his eyes disappeared.

He had been living in the Ming Dynasty before. After following his father to sea, he came back twice. The first time was to welcome his bride, and the second time was to offer auspiciousness.

After returning to Ming Dynasty this time, my biggest feeling is that everything is in order, as it should be.

Every person he met and every word he said was like a carefully rehearsed play. There was no coincidence, but everything was so natural and should be so.

This was true from the emperor to his ministers, and even the servants in the Prince Consort's Mansion.

What each person says is like a piece of a puzzle that can be pieced together to form a complete Ming Dynasty.

The way everyone behaves and what everyone says seems to share a brain. This brain is not your Majesty's, but the consensus of thousands of years. This consensus guides everyone's behavior.

Even including traitors.

These traitors jump so high every day, but they actually still live under this consensus, or collective will. They have never jumped out of this way of thinking and cannot break away from this collective will.

Yin Zongxin finally picked up the pen and wrote: "China, China, China has long completed the construction of a dynasty, so China has never been a dynasty in the narrow sense, but a civilization."

“And what everyone has to do is very clear, which is to continue this civilization as an eternal and cyclical natural phenomenon.”

"I am like this, and so are the people of the world."

Yin Zongxin was not afraid of death, but was afraid that what he did was useless and would not be remembered. He worked hard to turn Luzon into Yunnan, but suddenly, with a decree, Luzon was Luzon and Ming was Ming. Wouldn't all the work of the Governor-General, from top to bottom, inside and outside, including the exiles, be in vain?
But he found that what he did would contribute to this consensus. Even if his name became blurred in the long river of history, he left his traces. That was Luzon and Jinchi.

After realizing this, Yin Zongxin felt at ease and no longer had the anxiety he had in Luzon.

Yin Zongxin picked up the newspaper on the table and started reading. The newspaper was full of criticisms of Wang Qian. Wang Qian's nine prohibitions had hit the lungs of some people hard and his insults were very harsh.

But these insults made Yin Zongxin feel a little strange, mainly because they were insulting the wrong people.

These despicable Confucian scholars only dared to scold Wang Qian, but did not dare to scold Wang Chonggu, and even less dared to scold the emperor. The nine prohibitions were pushed behind by the emperor, especially the emperor's attempt to smooth things over, which fined Wang Chonggu half a year's salary and demoted Wang Qian by one level.

These measures were almost equivalent to nothing. Wang Chonggu was not short of money, and Wang Qian, a minister who could only be promoted through luck, did not care about his official rank.

All these insults were directed at Wang Qian alone. No one dared to say anything about his father, Wang Chonggu, who gave Wang Qian the confidence to do whatever he wanted. Not even the emperor dared to scold him.

Even though Wang Chonggu and Wang Qian no longer live together and it seems that the father-son relationship has been severed, broken bones are connected with tendons. Wang Qian was really in danger of his life, and Wang Chonggu acted faster than anyone else.

"As expected, Your Majesty said that these despicable Confucian scholars are of lowly bones. They kneel down before the authority and wave their fists." Yin Zongxin shook his head. The scholars and officials exiled to Luzon did not dare to curse because the Guoxing Mansion would really sink them into the sea.

Of course, Your Majesty would do it too, but His Majesty has many methods, including disembowelment, public beheading, extermination of three clans, exile, sending to Liaodong for reclamation, etc.

This has created this awkward phenomenon: scolding Wang Qian will not solve the problem, but the lowly Confucian is still crying out in grief.

(End of this chapter)