General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 207
On the Water Transport Wharf, Wang Zhi, dressed in sackcloth, finally saw the heart of the Ming Empire.

After so many years at sea, Wang Zhi finally came to the capital in a fair and honest manner.

As soon as Fang got off the boat, Wang Zhi was picked up by people from Dongchang into a carriage.

Wang Zhi in the carriage could even hear the newspaper singer on the street talking about his upcoming trip to Beijing.

"Eunuch Zhang, Xiaomin is not a minister of a foreign country, but a citizen of Ming Dynasty, so there should be no need to join the association?"

Zhang Zuo shook his head.

"Captain Wang is exhausted all the way, so he wants to take a rest?"

Wang Zhi was startled when he heard this.

"If you don't rest, are you going to the Ministry of Rites to perform a ceremony?"

"Captain Wang, the emperor has been looking forward to you day and night. There is a special edict. After you arrive in Beijing, you can go straight to Xiyuan Temple without performing a ceremony."

"Go directly?!"

Wang Zhiwan never expected that the Son of Heaven would be so anxious to see him.

Looking up at the window, I realized that the carriage was indeed heading towards the palace.

Wang Zhi, who claimed to have seen strong winds and waves, couldn't help but be careful when he was brought into the Forbidden City with golden tiles and bamboo masonry.

So cautiously followed behind Zhang Zuo, all the way to Xiyuan.

Sandalwood incense is wafting in the Xiyuan, and there are several books on economics and practical studies urgently delivered to Beijing before the imperial case.

The emperor Jiajing, whom Wanmin called his father, had a few strands of white hair on his temples.

"Grass……"

As soon as Wang Zhigang met, he said the essence of Chinese culture.

Jiajing, who was about to speak, immediately froze in place, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on Wang Zhi.

"Caomin...ah, no, sinner Wang Zhi, I pay my respects to Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live."

Seeing this, Jiajing was relieved.

Daming already has Ning Jue and Hai Rui, so it's almost enough, and whoever can bear it.

"Captain Wang, let him die."

Wang Zhi bowed again and got up.

"This time I urgently summoned Captain Wang to Beijing. I have a few words to ask you on behalf of my people."

Wang Zhi hurriedly wanted to bow down again, but was stopped by Zhang Zuo before giving up.

"Your Majesty, please open your mouth, the criminals know everything."

"How many people in the southeast coast rely on going abroad to make a living?"

Wang Zhi thought for a while, and then said: "Your Majesty, since the Xianzong Dynasty to the present, the number of criminals is roughly estimated to be more than 80. The court is like sailing to open the sea. I estimate that there are about 50 people who go to sea to ask for a living. [-] people, counting Binhai Shipyard, who make a living with this, should be [-] million..."

Before Wang Zhi could finish speaking, Jiajing interrupted.

"What is the price for a piece of su brocade from the south of the Yangtze River sold in the West?"

Wang Zhi bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, the criminals have only been to Siam as far as they are, but the criminals have heard some mentions from Fan Shang."

"The raw silk produced by overseas officials is priced at four Western silver coins a catty in the official, and can be sold at the price of seventeen silver coins when the merchants arrive in the West."

"This is just raw silk. The raw silk produced in the south of the Yangtze River can be sold in the West for about twenty silver coins per catty."

Jiajing frowned gradually.

"What about Su Jin?"

"There is at least eight times the price difference for satin woven from Su brocade."

Hearing this, Jiajing's expression couldn't help becoming more gloomy.

"Okay, I think Xie Ge's hometown has already prepared a golden mountain, and the co-authors are all from here."

Wang Zhi heard the words and said with some shame: "Your Majesty, the ministers sold to Siam, and the income is only six silver coins..."

"I order you to lead your boat master from the 36 islands of Zhoushan to sail across the western ocean in order to fill the treasury's needs. Are you willing?"

"...It's just double the price difference..." Wang Zhi, who was talking to himself, froze in place.

"Your Majesty, are you serious?"

Jiajing held the teacup and said suddenly: "After the shipping route is sorted out, I plan to send ten sea-going ships of [-] shi every season to the west to fill the treasury. These ten ships belong to me, and you take a few of the rest Just go by boat, is it possible?"

Wang Zhi didn't expect that what he casually said to Pires would become a fact right before his eyes.

Ten big ships of four thousand shi.

Four thousand stones is roughly 240 tons.

[-] tons per season, which is clearly aimed at smashing the jobs of Fanshang!
Daming finished opening the sea, and in turn forced the Western Ocean to ban the sea?

After Wang Zhi hesitated for a long time, he saw Jiajing's tentative opening.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this Western trade is extremely shrewd, and the country is acting like this... What if they don't buy our products?"

There was silence in the West Garden for a while.

Then Jiajing laughed first, and then Huang Jin laughed.

Seeing the laughter of the two, Wang Zhi couldn't help laughing too.

Although even Wang Zhi felt a little stupid for asking this question, Wang Zhi couldn't say these things, Jiajing had to say it himself.

"Captain Wang, do you know why my Ming Dynasty is a kingdom of heaven?"

"Sinners are stupid."

Jiajing's voice paused, and then he stared at Wang Zhi and said: "The heavens and the state will die like me."

After finishing speaking, Jiajing flicked his sleeves and said loudly: "When the prince and I agreed to make peace, I drew up a decree on my behalf."

"The imperial edict said, on behalf of the heavens, I will cover all nations, regardless of each other. I will shine wherever I can, and I will know my Li Yuan, benevolence and kindness are only equal, and nothing will be left behind."

"Do you, Captain Wang, know what this decree means?"

Wang Zhi lowered his head and raised his head with a wry smile, "Your Majesty, the criminals are also a wild man."

"It means that the king has no exception." Speaking of this, Jiajing's murderous tone became more and more fierce: "If they reject me, it will be disobedience and disloyalty."

Since the Zhou Gong system of rites, the Central Plains rites and music have been patriarchal for 2000 years, and the biggest advantage lies in this.

No matter where you go, you really don’t treat yourself as an outsider.

Just because the king has nothing but the king's land in the whole world, and the king's ministers on the shore of the land, but there is a difference between closeness and estrangement.

"God has entrusted all of Kyushu and Wanfang to me. I am the Son of Heaven, the father of all the people, and naturally the father of the people of West Fan. If a son rejects his father, that is unfilial."

"Unfaithful and unfilial, everyone in the world is punished by everyone. Does Captain Wang understand?"

No matter how strong Fanbang is, it is just Fanbang.

Rao is when I answer the above table, I also have to call myself a "minister outside the territory".

Regardless of whether it is outside the territory or not, the subject is a subject after all.

Wang Zhi knocked his head on the ground.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The changes in Jiangnan made Jiajing once again feel the crisis of imperial power falling apart, but the practical learning of the world bred in Jiangnan is also affecting Jiajing.

But Jiajing finally decided to make enough money first.

After earning enough money, the things you want to do can slowly unfold.

When Wang Zhi left Xiyuan, Jiajing said leisurely: "A penny can't beat a hero."

Until Wang Zhi walked out of Xiyuan, he was still immersed in Jiajing's words just now, imagining what he would look like in the West.

It's just that before he walked out of the palace gate, Wang Zhi's body froze in place.

its not right!
Why did I come to Beijing!
Ning Ke must be let go!

"What happened to Captain Wang?"

Zhang Zuo looked at Wang Zhi suspiciously.

Wang Zhi said incoherently: "It's bad, Eunuch Zhang, I forgot the important thing, this Ning Ke finally captured the envoys of the Three Kingdoms, I came here to let Ning Ke finally release him!"

Jiajing's cake painting was too big, and Wang Zhi was so choked that he even forgot the business.

Zhang Zuo looked at Wang Zhi and said with a smile: "Captain Wang, such a trivial matter is not worthy of your father's attention. You can go directly to Mr. Yan Ge and the others to discuss it."

"Envoys are a trivial matter, but those blueprints..."

Before Wang Zhi finished speaking, Zhang Zuo interrupted directly: "That's a trivial matter, Captain Wang, please."

Then Wang Zhi was sent out of the palace by Zhang Zuo.

After leaving the palace, Wang Zhi still hadn't recovered.

Even this is a trivial matter?Is there anything else going on in the world? !

Without waiting for Wang Zhi to think about it, Wang Fu and his followers came over and looked at Wang Zhi expectantly.

"Father, what does the Son of Heaven look like?"

Wang Zhi waved his hands impatiently and said: "I heard that there is a rice wine restaurant in the west of Huguo Temple, which costs as much money as possible. Tonight I will book a night so that they don't pick up other guests. All the cooks are in the restaurant Listen, send the cooks I brought along with you."

Wang Fu was stunned and said, "Shall we treat the emperor to dinner?"

"Can you shut up? This is the capital, not the sea, so you can't be so unobstructed!"

The names of Jinyiwei and Dongchang have long been known to Wang Zhi.

"I'm going to invite two elders to narrate the story tonight. I'll go over to invite them in person later, and you all need to prepare first."

"Here."
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No one knows how much effort it took Wang Zhi to invite Yan Song and Xu Jie to the tavern at the west entrance of Huguo Temple.

"Two elders, please come inside."

Wang Zhi's saddle is like a waiter in a tavern.

This is the first time Xu Jie and Yan Song have come to this restaurant.

"The two elders are from the south. Xiaomin came to Beijing in a hurry. He only heard that this tavern has excellent rice wine. Since Xiaomin has no residence in Beijing, he can only wrong the two elders here."

Apart from the waiter and the cook, there are only three people in the huge tavern, Wang Zhi.

Weeping willows in the courtyard cover a well.

It's just that as soon as the food was served, Xu Jie and Yan Song's eyes lit up. There were only Songjiang cuisine and Fenyi Gan cuisine on the table. Although the two cuisines were distinct, they immediately recognized that they must be made by local chefs.

"This is the cook brought by Xiaomin, and I would like to ask the two elders to give me some pointers."

The two of them were in the cabinet, so they were used to delicacies from mountains and seas. No matter how much money Wang Zhi spent, it was useless.

Yan Song glanced at Xu Jie.

Only then did Xu Jie cup his hands and said, "Please Yan Ge."

"Does this store have a name?"

The shopkeeper who stood by stood beside him and said: "I am not famous yet, if the old man can give you a name..."

Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, he was stared back by Wang Zhi.

"The ready-made names include Liu Youquan, just Liuquanju."

The shopkeeper immediately thanked him thousands of times.

"Thank you, Elder Ge, for giving me the name!"

Only then did Wang Zhi hurriedly speak: "Ge Lao, I, Xiaomin..."

Yan Song then looked at Wang Zhi with a smile and said, "Oh, Captain Wang, did he ask for something during this Zhou Zhe? To be honest, the imperial court has its own rules, and things must be handled according to the imperial court's regulations. If you don't believe me, ask Zisheng. right?"

"Captain Wang, that's true." Xu Jie also said.

"But Nan Ningke finally captured the envoys of the Three Kingdoms. At this juncture, the ordinary people can't bear to make troubles. Please ask the two elders to write a final letter to Ning Ke, so that he can hold his hands high. It's really impossible to wait until next year to capture him again!"

Wait for Wang Zhi to finish explaining the details.

After Xu Jie and Yan Song pondered for a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "That's all?"

"That's the matter, Xiaomin is really at a loss what to do, please ask the two elders to try to rescue him, just allow some time."

As soon as Wang Zhi finished speaking, Yan Song couldn't help but laugh.

"Five Peaks, what Ning Ke has done is nothing more than worrying about hurting the ears of the outside world, and you just go away with the harm outside the domain."

Wang Zhi was completely dumbfounded.

If I can defeat all the three kingdoms, can I still treat you to dinner? !

"Zisheng, Wufeng still doesn't understand."

Hearing this, Xu Jie said: "Captain Wang, in a word, what is the Heavenly Kingdom?"

"Whoever looks like me dies?"

Yan Song nodded slightly when he heard the words, and said: "Yes! Wufeng is indeed a person who has seen the storm, and anyone who looks like me will die."

"You two elders, it's not that Xiaomin has seen the storm. These words are bestowed on Xiaomin by the emperor today. What does this mean?"

Hearing that it was Jiajing who said it, the two became serious.

"It was the father's oral order, so it's not surprising."

After thinking for a while, Yan Song put down his chopsticks and said, "Since your father has made it clear, then follow the rules."

Wang Zhi: Do you call this an explicit statement?
"Old Yan Ge, Wufeng just entered the temple, so he didn't need to be so polite. Let's just say it. Wufeng thinks, whether it's practical learning or even a loom, what is the most important thing?"

After Wang Zhi pondered for a long time, he said solemnly: "Silver, silver?"

"Yes, it's not entirely true, it's whipping!"

Wang Zhi was taken aback when he heard the words, and it was as if he had been enlightened.

"Whip...whip?!"

Then Xu Jie said from the side: "Without whips, what use can they have if they take back the looms? It's nothing more than shelving them for people to admire, and it can't cause harm outside the territory."

"My great Ming can have the changes it has today, and the ever-changing changes are inseparable from its ancestors. This sect is the whipping method of Junfu!"

Speaking of this, both Yan Song and Xu Jie narrowed their eyes, and the smiles on their faces became weirder, as if they were aiming at prey.

Yan Song tapped the plate in front of Wang Zhi with his chopsticks and said, "Wu Feng, let's imagine, if North Korea and Japan have practiced the whipping method, imitating our Daming's dance and counting taxes in court as money, what's the difference?" option?"

"Follow Daming, or not follow Daming."

Yan Song immediately nodded and said, "However, what are the two consequences of the difference?"

Wang Zhi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then said: "Following Daming, there is no doubt that the financial resources of the whole country will be tied to the hands of my son of Ming."

"Why don't you go with Daming?"

"Whether it's silver or money, as long as it's not the same as my Ming Dynasty, the money from the two capitals and 13 provinces will rush to empty them out of the whole country... Or they changed their tactics but it didn't work, and the folks still follow Daming, Or put the wealth of the whole country in the hands of the emperor."

Wang Zhi looked stunned and said: "Then there is no risk at all?"

"Yes, unless there is a state in the world one day, whose national power can rival my Ming Dynasty, this situation will be broken, but there is only one state in the world, and there are only two capitals and 13 provinces in the world." Xu Jie raised his head. The wine cup said casually: "And the closer you merchants have to these three countries, the harder it will be for them to escape."

It wasn't until this moment that Wang Zhi understood why the smiles on the faces of these two old foxes were so weird.

This is taking those three times as fish for a walk!

"The difficulty of this matter is how to make them believe in it, Wufeng..." Xu Jie said here, looked at Yan Song with a smile: "Mr. Yan Ge, as the saying goes, you are short with hands, but soft with your mouth."

"Today, you and I ate Wufeng's meal together in Liuquanju, so why don't we join hands to help Wufeng?"

Yan Song was startled when he heard the words, and there was a smile on his face.

"If the old man remembers correctly, this is the first time you and I have worked together in the same dynasty for more than [-] years."

Xu Jie hurriedly said in shame: "Yan Ge is too old, Xu will punish himself with a drink." After saying that, Xu Jie simply drank it down.

"Old Yan Ge, old Xu Ge, Xiao Min is stupid, I don't understand."

Yan Song stared at Wang Zhi with a slightly drunk face and said with a smile: "What Wu Feng is worried about is that Ning Ke finally arrested him and won't let him go. That's why Fanbang forced you to let him go."

"If all the detainees are dead, don't we have to discuss the next thing? Wufeng has been abroad for a long time, so he should know what they want most besides these dudes?"

"This is the way they cried and begged me, Daming, to help them change."

A chill ran through Wang Zhi's whole body from head to toe.

What else can there be besides practical studies and drawings? !

Old man, you're so ruthless, you're taking those Sanfans for a ride.

Wang Zhi always felt that he was like a fish in front of these two people.

After eating his own food, he made himself owe them two favors. The key is the attitude of these two people, which always makes Wang Zhi feel that these two old things are going to take care of their own affairs.

That night, an urgent report of [-] miles was sent from the capital and went straight to Nanjing.

In the early morning of the second day, the official letter was placed on Lu Bing's desk. Although it was not sent by Jiajing, Lu Bing had to pay attention to the signatures of Xu Jie and Yan Song.

Lu Bing never thought in his life that the names of these two people could appear on the same official letter at the same time.

But the names of these two people can appear together, at least there is a tacit consent of Jiajing hidden underneath.

Lu Bing pondered for a long time before speaking.

"Tell Ning Kezhong that the governor will host a banquet in Heming Tower tomorrow night, so you can go on business."

"Great governor, there are 900 envoys who were arrested and brought back from the imperial prison."

"Go to the Zhongjun Mansion to bring [-] shovels, and let them loosen the soil in the backyard of the prison tomorrow night. Wouldn't it save you trouble after they finish digging themselves?"

"Great governor's advice."
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The news of Wang Zhi's landing in Jiangnan has become a must-talk topic for all the people in Jiangnan after dinner.

Because Wang Zhi's going ashore means that in the not-too-distant future, the people in the southeast will have another way to live openly and aboveboard.

That is to go to sea to make a living.

The income of this job is obviously much higher than any job that Daming can find now. None of the people who followed Wang Zhi to sea before did not make a lot of money. Many people have already taken this opportunity to go home and buy houses and farmland. Anson lived a life.

No matter what time it is, this kind of overnight turnaround story is often the most eye-catching.

But when the news spread to that unnamed temple in Nanjing, the reaction of all the monks in the temple was completely opposite.

Wang Zhi went ashore, which meant that even if they robbed people out, they would not be able to go back.

"Master, what shall we do!"

A sense of despair enveloped everyone's hearts.

After a long time, the big monk who was surrounded by everyone raised his head.

"I'm afraid you have no choice."

"Please tell the mage."

"At the moment, the only one we can rely on is the Patriarch. No, it's not just the Patriarch. It takes us three times to put all our efforts into one place. Only when we join hands can we make trouble before the emperor and let the court take the blame. You and I Only then can there be a glimmer of life."

Speaking of this, it is obvious that this group of people already has a common answer in their hearts.

"Let's keep an eye on the prison to see if there is a chance."

There is nothing they can do to solve things perfectly.

But if you want to make a big deal out of it, everyone can no longer pretend to be blind.

Then they not only have methods, but many methods.

For example, let the envoys from the Three Kingdoms die in the imperial prison, so that even if Ming wanted to release them, he would not be able to release them.

I'm sorry, my lord.

For the sake of the world.

I can only suffer for you.

Who doesn't want to go home alive! ——
A few hours later, there were a few more wandering monks outside the imperial prison, and along with these wandering monks, there was Zhu Xixiao, the governor of Jinyiwei.

"Ning Qianxian, the governor of my family invites you and the brothers in the prison to have dinner at the Heming Tower tonight."

As soon as Zhu Xixiao's voice fell, there was a burst of cheers in the prison.

"Will I be able to see the true face of the governor?"

"The little ladies in the Heming lobby are really... tsk tsk."

"..."

Du Ningjue raised his head suspiciously, looked at Zhu Xixiao and asked, "We're all gone, who will guard the prison? Dudu Du, don't you want to release people secretly in the middle of the night?"

Zhu Xixiao was speechless for a moment.

"Qian Xian, my governor also has good intentions."

"Stop talking nonsense, I won't even go to the prince's banquet tonight!"

After pondering for a while, Zhu Xixiao finally revealed Jin Yiwei's plan in Ning Jue's ear.

After listening to Zhu Xizhong's words, Ning Jue couldn't help swallowing.

"You are still ruthless."

"Take Xiao Shang and the others with you, this kid is fine."

Zhu Xixiao was startled when he heard this.

"Qian Xian, this..."

"You just go to drink, and I'll deal with it in the tea shed opposite."

"Do you want to stay and supervise...the supervisor? Yes, that humble job will accompany you."

Ti Wei, who was guarding the imperial prison, escorted Ryukyu Shangyi and other envoys to leave the imperial prison.

It's just that everyone didn't notice, it was right at the gate of the imperial prison.

Two wandering monks looked at the scene before them in disbelief, but what they were chanting was not "Amitabha" but "Blessings of God Amaterasu".

That night, as the night darkened, only the tea shed in front of the prison was left on the whole street, and the lights were still on.

Ning Jue and Zhu Xixiao sat in the tea shed and watched the prison.

"When will your people start?"

"It should be soon, first go to the Zhongjun Mansion to get the shovel, and it should be driving the car."

The two chatted one after another, and after a while, Ning Jue vaguely saw a man in black entering the prison.

"coming?!"

"It should be."

"Carrying so many shovels and being able to climb over the wall, you are indeed a Jin Yiwei."

"Qian Xian is absurd, I don't know why they want to go over the wall."

Both Zhu Xixiao and Ning Jue's faces were filled with question marks.

Before the two could react, there were screams in various languages ​​from the prison.

"Well, are you sure that Jinyiwei calls this a live burial?"

Before Zhu Xixiao could open his mouth, Ning Jue had already shut his mouth.

Because both of them saw the shovel carried on the shoulders of a team of Jin Yiwei not far away and fell to the ground with a "clang", and they were looking at them with the same expressions as Ning Jue and Zhu Xixiao.

The eyes of both sides are saying a word.

Nobody told us to change the plan!

(End of this chapter)