Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

But his behavior made Zhu Youxiao even more suspicious.

China has two meanings in the West.

One is porcelain, the other is Daqin!

But these two meanings both represent China and Huaxia!

"Oh, what's the story? Show it to me."

"This.....it contains some small stories about the Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland. The content is not presentable enough. Your Majesty the Great Emperor should not bother to read it."

Valdes explained hurriedly, but had no intention of taking out the book again.

"No, I just like those things that are not presentable!"

"Youtong, go and show it to me!"

A cold light appeared in Zhu Youxiao's eyes.

Valdes' reaction made him feel that the book must be very important!

Youtong put the things in his hand on the imperial desk and turned to walk towards Valdes.

As he walked, he let out a sinister laugh.

"Lao Wa, we are not the ones talking about you."

"Your Majesty is just curious, so just take it out obediently and don't make things difficult for us, okay?"

Valdes seemed very guilty and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

But as Youtong's footsteps got closer, he gritted his teeth and took out the book.

Youtong did not recognize the English on the cover, but after checking it, he gave it to Zhu Youxiao.

However, when Zhu Youxiao saw the words on the cover up close, he was stunned.

History of the Great Chinese Empire

That's right!

The English text on the cover translates to "History of the Great Chinese Empire"!

When I casually open it, I find that many of the words in it are different from those in later generations. Perhaps it is because the English system has not yet been perfected.

But even by guessing, Zhu Youxiao could understand what was written.

"boom!"

He suddenly punched the imperial desk.

"Damn it!"

After a curse, he stood up.

"Send Valdes and the others out of the palace and hand them over to the Honglu Temple for resettlement."

"In addition, I want to see Sun Kangwang, Wei Zhongxian and Wang Chengen within one stick of incense!"

"Also, call Elder Wen and Prince Xin here as well!"

His voice was very cold, and it was filled with endless murderous intent.

Valdes shuddered when he heard this. He no longer dared to covet the delicious food on the table or the precious tableware at hand.

Seeing the Jinyiwei approaching, he cooperated and bowed and took his leave.

The Yangxin Palace, which was bustling a moment ago, suddenly became deserted.

In the hall, besides Zhu Youxiao himself, only Sun Chengzong and Guo Yunhou were left.

Sun Chengzong frowned and took two steps forward in confusion.

"Your Majesty, what's the problem with that book?"

Guo Yunhou also cupped his hands and echoed with a puzzled look, "Yes, Your Majesty, can you explain it to me?"

"Wait first!"

Zhu Youxiao did not explain. He just said these three words, then sat back in his chair and started flipping through the book on the history of the Chinese Empire.

Just as half of the incense stick time had passed, Wei Zhongxian, Sun Kangwang, Wang Chengen, Wen Tihen and Prince Xin all arrived one after another.

Wei Zhongxian was originally going to the Shenjiying to issue an imperial edict, but before he left the city, he was chased back by the Jinyiwei.

After learning that Zhu Youxiao was in a bad mood, he seized the Jinyiwei's horse and rushed back without any delay.

As soon as he entered the hall, he realized the seriousness of the matter.

Although, he didn't know what it was.

But the emperor actually brought all the officials from the East and West Factories, the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and the cabinet ministers together, which proves one thing.

Coupled with Zhu Youxiao's ugly face, Wei Zhongxian instantly came to a conclusion.

The matter is very serious and the emperor is very angry!

Chapter 504: Ming Dynasty, like a sieve

Seeing that everyone was present, Sun Chengzong bowed and asked again.

"May I ask, Your Majesty, what is written in that book?"

Wei Zhongxian, Sun Kangwang and Wang Chengen kept silent and listened with their ears perked up.

Wen Tihen subconsciously looked at Zhu Youxiao's hand.

Historia ........

China......

He had not been exposed to many foreign languages, but he could still barely recognize these two.

history!

China!

Can......

Why is this book written in foreign languages?

When will it be the turn of foreigners to write China's history?

But at this moment, Zhu Youxiao finally spoke.

"Everyone, do you know what is written in this book?"

Guo Yunhou was very puzzled, because in the past, in such a situation, the book should have been delivered to them by the eunuchs for everyone to circulate.

But it was obvious that Zhu Youxiao did not mean that at the moment.

He cupped his hands with a puzzled look on his face and said, "Your Majesty, please explain clearly!"

Wen Tiren took two steps back, a strong sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

Prince Xin did the exact opposite. Instead of retreating, he walked forward a few steps, bent down, and moved closer to Zhu Youxiao to read the contents on the cover.

But after seeing it clearly, he asked in confusion.

"Brother, this..."

"This is a squiggly, earthworm-like language. Which country's language is it from?"

Zhu Youxiao picked up the book, pointed the cover at everyone, and said with a cold face.

"This book is called the History of the Great Chinese Empire!"

"The book was completed in the 13th year of the Wanli reign of the Ming Dynasty!"

As he spoke, he turned over one of the pages and displayed the contents.

It was all in English and no one present could recognize it!

But it doesn’t matter, because Zhu Youxiao spoke again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the content of this paragraph is."

"This country has fifteen provinces, and each province is very large."

"Indeed, each province is large enough to be called an empire, as can be seen from the number of towns they own and the number of people who pay tribute."

"In this country, there are countless lords and officials who never pay tribute, and even the navy and army soldiers never pay tribute."

"The place where the emperor and the court ministers have always lived is called Northern Zhili Province. It has 47 cities, 150 towns, and 2,744,000 tribute-paying people!"

"Nanzhili, 51 cities, 123 towns, 6.09 million tribute-paying people!"

"Shandong Province, 37 cities, 78 towns, 3.6 million tribute-paying people!"

"Henan Province, 20 cities, 102 towns, 1.2 million tribute-paying people!"

"........."

"In the entire Chinese Empire, there are fifteen provinces, five hundred and ninety-one cities, one thousand five hundred and ninety-three towns, and the number of tribute-paying people is as high as 31,988,000!"

"Each of them collected tribute from the people, 17 to 22 dan of pure gold, worth 4,256,000 taels of silver."

"Three million, one hundred and fifty-three thousand, two hundred and nineteen ounces of silver."

"This empire is rich in pearls. Although they are not very round, the pearls paid can be converted into 2.63 million taels of silver."

"Musk and amber are worth 1,035,000 ounces of silver."

"The porcelain is worth 80,000 taels."

"Besides these valuables, there were 60,170,832 farnes of rice."

"Two thousand nine hundred three hundred and ninety-one thousand nine hundred and twenty-eight farnes of barley."

"Three thousand three hundred and twenty thousand two hundred farnes of wheat, the same as in Spain."

"......"

When he heard the first sentence, Guo Yunhou didn't feel anything was wrong.

But as Zhu Youxiao translated sentence after sentence, Guo Yunhou's body gradually began to tremble.

Until finally, his body went limp and he fell to his knees on the spot!

He is afraid!

The Ming Dynasty's financial situation had been known so clearly, and yet, as the Minister of Revenue, he knew nothing about it!

Not only Guo Yunhou was afraid, Sun Chengzong also looked worried.

Because Zhu Youxiao only read less than one page!

But that book is at least an inch thick!

Soon, what he worried about began to come true.

Zhu Youxiao turned to the next page and continued to interpret the content.

"Last year, when Father Martin de Rada and his companions entered China, there was no war in China. The number of soldiers in each province was as follows:"

"Northern Zhili, where the emperor lives, has 2.15 million infantry and 400,000 cavalry."

"Shandong has 120,000 infantry and 40,000 cavalry."

"Fujian infantry 58,900, cavalry 2,240."

"Yunnan has 76,000 infantry and 25,500 cavalry."

"........."

"From the above figures, we can calculate that there are fifteen provinces in the country - or fifteen empires, because she is so big!"

"There are 5,846,500 infantry and 948,350 cavalry."

"If these soldiers were as brave and sturdy as the soldiers of European countries, they would definitely conquer the world. But in fact, although they are more numerous than European soldiers and have the same intelligence as European soldiers, they are inferior in morale and bravery!"

"........."

Listening to these strings of numbers, Sun Chengzong's face turned extremely pale, and he seemed to have lost his soul. He leaned weakly against the pillar and slowly slid down.

But Zhu Youxiao had no intention of stopping at all!