Thinking of spending so much silver, Zhang Heling felt that it was like grabbing silver in his money bag, and his heart and liver hurt a little, and he couldn't help but continue: "Where did you get such an expensive three hundred taels of silver, I can pull out a thousand households, Spring and Autumn, you" "Shut up" Zhu Houzhao glared at Zhang Heling, and said two words very unceremoniously.
Zhang Heling, who was still in high spirits just now, suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and didn't dare to make a sound anymore.
Zhu Houzhao was simply the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Shareholders Bureau, and glanced at everyone coldly, before he said to Ye Chunqiu: "Go on." ” Although Zhu Houzhao is doing his best to escort him, there is still some liver tremor for Ye Chunqiu's extravagant and wasteful behavior.
Zhu Houzhao also loves money, after all, even if he is an emperor, he does not have a golden burden.
More than 400,000 taels of silver, just to train more than 1,000 soldiers, this is not luxury, what is luxury So although Shou Ninghou is a bastard, to a certain extent, he speaks everyone's mind, and the rest, they don't understand, they just think that this military expenditure is too scary, not to mention, is it really meaningful, isn't this equivalent to throwing silver into the water Their mood, Ye Chunqiu is probably understandable, after all, they don't really realize the truth that raising and training soldiers can also earn money.
Ye Chunqiu didn't explain this issue at this time, now is not the time, no matter how to explain it, it seems a little pale, what Ye Chunqiu has to do is just to prove it through time, so he doesn't have much defense, but this first shareholders' meeting was finally unanimously approved in many doubts.
On the one hand, it comes from everyone's ignorance of the affairs of the town and the government, so if Ye Chunqiu insists, everyone has no objections; On the other hand, Ye Chunqiu himself is the largest shareholder of Zhenguo Mansion, and he has the unconditional support of Zhu Houzhao, even if someone has an opinion, what can he do After the meeting, after using the lunch prepared by a special person here, Ye Chunqiu led the shareholders to take a ride around this Shence Mansion, which can be regarded as giving them some preliminary understanding.
Wait until the sky is getting darker, Ye Chunqiu will send them back, Zhu Houzhao's dragon car is slowly going away under the support of countless guards, the sun is setting, Ye Chunqiu pursed his lips, his eyes showed a confident light, he knew in his heart that now, it was time for him to show his strength.
New weapons workshops have been built, and the first batch of firecrackers has begun to be trial-produced, but the yield rate is really miserable, and out of ten finished products, seven or eight out of ten are scrap.
Fortunately, Ye Chunqiu was not discouraged because of this, everything was always staggering, he was not in a hurry at all, but at this time, someone came to the palace and summoned Ye Chunqiu into the palace to meet him.
Ye Chunqiu didn't dare to slack off, put down the things in hand, hurriedly entered the palace, and saw Zhu Houzhao with an interested face in the warm pavilion.
Zhu Houzhao said: "Spring and Autumn, you see, this time the Francois is not real?"
Ye Chunqiu showed a little surprise, stepped forward and took a letter of state handed over by Zhu Houzhao, roughly read the contents, and translated it with a light brain, this letter was not so much a letter as a letter from the governor of Malacca in Portugal.
Ye Chunqiu knew that at this time, the Portuguese had established rule in India, established many colonies in India and Ceylon, and just last year, a Portuguese expeditionary force arrived in Malacca, and then attacked the then Manraka Kingdom, which was one of the subject countries of the Ming Dynasty.
The expansion process of the Portuguese was extremely brutal, after the occupation of Manchuria, immediately began to slaughter the city, at that time Manraka had a population of 100,000, after the slaughter, the population was already ten but three, the tone of the governor of Manraka was actually moderate, expressed the desire to interact with the Ming, and said that he was willing to trade with the Ming, and asked the Ming to choose a good port for the Portuguese expatriates and dependents, merchants to live, and willing to trade.
Ye Chunqiu thought in his heart, logically speaking, at this time, the Portuguese should still covet the Far East, at this point in time, they should be running their India and South Seas, and now they are suddenly eager to communicate with the Ming Dynasty, but they don't know why Maybe it's not because of the fact that I bought seeds When you think about it, the context is clear, the Portuguese had a very pleasant life in India and the South Seas, after all, the world is so big, and it is an important source of jewelry and spices, which has almost become a paradise for Portuguese adventurers, countless Portuguese priests and sailors, as well as soldiers and even pirates, have frantically flocked to the Indian and South Seas as a place to make a fortune.
At least they are very satisfied now, but a rumor of thousands of dollars for seeds has suddenly broken the situation.
When the news reached Malacca, Sumatra, and Ceylon, one could almost imagine the mood of the adventurers, who were farther to the east, with gold everywhere, and it was clear that they had decided to set their sights on it.
Portugal's mainland is too far away from here, presumably the news has not yet spread to the mainland, and this move should be the unauthorized move of the governor of Malacca, the strength of the Ming Dynasty, they must have heard of it slightly, after all, this is not Ceylon, not Manraka, they don't have the courage to directly do a big vote, to kill people and slaughter the city, and their attitude, naturally became euphemistic, hoping to let their countrymen come to Daming to live for a long time, and at the same time willing to associate with Daming.
And behind this letter of state, the governor of Malacca expressed his willingness to pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Houzhao looked interested, and even his eyes were a little more bright, and said: "Honglu Temple, I have already sent someone to translate a translation, this time it should be the real Francois people, they are willing to pay tribute, I can't imagine my Tianwei, after all, it's still ."
Ye Chunqiu suddenly interrupted him: "Your Majesty, this is not Portugal. ” "Ah, he said it above."
Ye Chunqiu's face was a little uncomfortable, and he said: "This is the nominal tribute of the Portuguese governor of Malacca, and it is probably my Ming prefect of Ningbo." ” When Zhu Houzhao heard this, his eyes were straight, because the national letter was indeed very tactful and polite, it seemed that they knew something about the Ming Dynasty, and even seemed a little subservient, Zhu Houzhao was still very happy in nature, thinking of the rumored Francois who came thousands of miles away to claim the minister, although he was fooled by the Japanese Kou once last time, but this time it looked like it was true, who would have expected that it was just a Ningbo prefect. aa2705221: