Jiajing beat Lu Fang a while. Eunuch Lu was frightened on the surface, but in fact he was not worried at all. He was an old man from Qiandi and served Jiajing as a child. Unless there was something he could not bear to say, the eunuch under his butt would be firmly positioned.

"This old guy." Jiajing actually knew it well. Seeing Lu Fang's fearful look, he couldn't help but smile, "Okay, I know you are considerate of me, don't be like this."

Lu Fang also smiled, "I am also worried about my master. I have been restless in the past two years. My master even added two white hair. I am anxious when I see my master smile. I feel at ease... I look back and go to bed."

The old eunuch was nagging, and Jiajing felt very comfortable when he heard this. Over the years, the deformed master-servant relationship between the emperor and the eunuchs around him was the most inconclusive.

While taking the pill and being in good spirits, Jiajing handled several more government affairs, and his breast brother Lu Bing was serving him.

When Jiajing looked at the memorial from the Siyi Pavilion, he frowned again after reading it.

This is a letter from the Siyiguan about the Fusang tribute envoy, which was a headache for Jiajing.

The Fusang tribute envoy, Zhou Liang, came last year. Jiajing specifically issued a special instruction that it would only be allowed to come once every ten years, with three large ships and only three hundred people... To put it bluntly, it means that Fusang people should not come to fight for the autumn wind when they are old.

Fusang and Daming had a relationship with Tonggong. Although, unlike the number one brother of the Ming Dynasty, Korea, who even had to make a letter to the court, even those shogunshang generals who came to Tonggong also had to make a letter to claim to be [the minister of Fusang King Ao Moumou]. If someone came to pay homage to the eldest brother, the eldest brother always had to give benefits.

Is this the truth? Even Mr. Jiang knew that he wanted to give his subordinate Haonan a leader in Causeway Bay. How could Jiajing not understand it?

However, he was really poor and had no choice but to spend too much money. For example, his number one younger brother, North Korea, comes to pay homage every year, and three festivals a year. Before the last envoy went back, the next envoy had already set off.

These envoys were unconsciously brought some [Platinum], that is, local specialties. When they came, they wanted this one and that one. You had to give it to them. This is the number one younger brother, the title of prince. Even historical books admit that [the Ming Dynasty is very diligent]. I run so hard that you always have to give someone a bite of meat.

The key is that North Korea is also a second-hand dealer, and he also drags Fusang's broken fan to the Ming Dynasty. It's really true, it's very important to be complacent.

Jiajing thinks that one of these little brothers is enough. Isn’t it going to take the life of another one? Where can I get the money to give it to me?

Of course, Fusang came to pay tribute not to ask for silver. Fusang itself lived in a huge gold and silver-companied mine, and there was no shortage of silver at all. The key was the silk, porcelain, tea, and sugar of the Ming Dynasty...

Of course, buying these things in Fusang is also bought with real money and money. It is not for nothing. However, but, I have said important things three times, and these benefits are not lost to Jiajing.

When Fusang came to pay tribute, the court was responsible for eating, drinking, defecation and urinating along the way, and it was exempted from taxes. What? You said you wanted to collect money? What is the court's decency?

The decent guys in the court were doing business with Fusang people in private and made a lot of money, but the court had to lose money.

How could he be happy to come to Fusang people if he had no money to repair his own palace?

Jiajing pulled his face down, glanced at Lu Fang, and asked him, "When did Monk Zhou Liang leave Beijing last year?"

Lu Fang pinched her finger and calculated, "I remember, it seems that it's not long before autumn..."

Jiajing sighed, "I'm really boring at this position..." Who doesn't want to be a rich man? The barbarians are here, and they are both eating and drinking and sending two girls. How shameful is that?

However, there must be a prerequisite for this, which requires the ability to make money.

Jiajing has no ability to make money, so he can only lament.

Lu Fang glanced at Jiajing and whispered: "Or, master, I still have more than 10,000 yuan in money, so I will give it to my master..."

Jiajing couldn't help but laugh, "Can I still want your money?" The subtext is, where can I put my face?

Lu Bingmo next to him kept silent. Looking at Lu Fang, I felt very impressed. Eunuch Lu is such a good method, and he is so good at retreating.

"Your Majesty, actually..." Lu Bing thought for a while and said, "That monk Zhou Liang has visited me. Speaking of which, there is another interesting thing."

When he said this, Jiajing couldn't help but say, "Interesting news? Then I want to listen."

Lu Bing organized some language and said that Kang Fei robbed the ship and took the nobles of Fusang and took them as concubines, which made Jiajing so happy.

The previous memorial said that Kang Feizhen killed 1,000, but Jiajing didn't believe it. Of course, there is no question of not believing it. However, for example, if a general reported a great victory and beheaded tens of thousands, then Jiajing knew it. Oh, beheading hundreds of them would be reduced by a hundred times.

This is a hidden rule, just like the civil servants say that "the salary cannot be left in the capital, and the floating rate is not 30%", it is a rule that everyone knows and defaults.

From this perspective, it seems that the civil servants' ethics are even higher. After all, civil servants are only less than 30%, but military officers exaggerate a hundred times...

In short, Jiajing is not the first brother who is the emperor. It is true that he wrote a thousand formations on the memorial to kill a thousand. However, a young man dared to take the lead in going out to fight against the Japanese, and his courage is commendable. Moreover, if he can kill ten, it would be very powerful.

At this time, I heard Kang Fei grabbing Fusang nobleman as his little wife, so I was so happy that this child was quite interesting. In other words, it was said that the beautiful skin was the same, and the interesting soul was one in a million.

Therefore, Jiajing laughed, "This child is very interesting, it is worth it that I give him a title of commanding and conducting a regular role..."

Seeing Jiajing happy, Lu Bing continued, saying, "The monk Zhou Liang said that the journey from Yangzhou to the capital is long and there is no need for manpower and material resources along the way. It is better to give Yangzhou Prefecture a policy, asking Yangzhou Prefecture to communicate with them on their own..."

Jiajing is an emperor with great power and strategy. He subconsciously needs to think about it. Is there something wrong with it?

Seeing Jiajing's face showing contemplative expression, Lu Bing said carefully: "Monkey Zhou Liang said that he was willing to give His Majesty ten thousand taels of gold every year for this."

Who doesn’t like yellow and white things?

Jiajing was immediately moved.

However, as the most supreme monarch of the Ming Empire, he was embarrassed to agree immediately, and he could not help but make a deliberate expression on the exam.

If Kang Fei was there, he would probably laugh when he saw this. This was exactly what he suggested to Monk Zhou Liang. Don’t always want to get a bargain. Emperor? All the land in the world is the king’s land, and all the land is the king’s minister. You Fusang gold is not valuable. Give some things to the emperor, which are the best of both worlds.

Monk Zhou Liang was probably anxious, so he walked through the way Lu Bing, the commander of the Jinyiwei.

In short, these are all small things. If Kang Fei did it himself, he would dare to slap the emperor. If you hand over the trade with Fusang to me, I would dare to contract one million taels of silver a year... Two million taels of silver is not impossible.

Anyway, it was all cheaper for the bastards, who made the silver into a helpless place (Note 1: I had no choice but to cast the silver into a big ball, and the thief could not steal it even if he came.) It was put in his own cellar, and in the end it was cheaper for me to make the Qing Dynasty.

Jiajing looked at Lu Bing at this time, "How much money did he give you?"

Lu Bing knelt on the ground with a thud, "I have collected five hundred taels of gold..."

Jiajing looked down at him and said lightly: "I'm not collecting enough, your Governor Lu's face, my confidant, my nanny brother, can you get one thousand taels of gold."

Lu Bing looked up and said, "Or what if I go to the Siyiguan tomorrow to ask that Monk Zhou Liang wants another five hundred taels."

Jiajing was immediately amused by his breasts, "Ergouzi, you..." He shook his head, "After all, he is the Shangguan of the Jinyiwei Hall, and he is not afraid of being laughed at by others. Get up quickly, the ground will be cold."

"I am not afraid of being laughed at by others." Lu Bing said as he stood up, "I brought all the gold into the palace. Your Majesty, although Yongshou Palace is good, it is a little smaller. I want to do my best to give it to..."

He looked at Jiajing at this time and said seriously: "Build a big temple for the prince's brother."

This was the saying that the two of them had been crying when they were young, and Jiajing was immediately moved. It was better for the people around me!

He was about to speak, when a eunuch wearing a python outside walked in and said in a slight voice: "Your Majesty, it's time to practice."

The sky is vast and the earth is great, and the cultivation of immortals is the greatest.

Jiajing swallowed all the words back into his stomach, looked at Huang Jin who was walking in and said, "Who is on duty today?"

Jiajing asked who was on duty, not who handled the government affairs, but who accompanied him to practice immortality, convinced and guided, wrote green words, bowed and prayed to God.

Huang Jin was doughed, looking like an old lady from a wealthy family, and said in a slight voice: "It's Xu Jie, Minister of Rites."

Emperor Jiajing, who was cultivating immortals, did not say that in Jianzhou, Fujian, Kang Fei and Jianning Xingdushi Commander Bian Bian Bian had a drink and chat. Because Bian Bian Bian said that his ancestors had a milk of water, King Ceylon, Kang Fei thought Bian Bian was a good comrade.

So he joked, "Brother Bian, I should call you the little prince!"

Bian Bian Bian shook his hand quickly, "I dare not, how dare I be so arrogant."

In the Ming Dynasty, the name Xiao Prince was generally referred to as the Tatars, and some were also called bald and fierce.

This little prince was really the revival of the Tatars, and he was very powerful. Bian Bian said he didn't dare.

But Kang Fei doesn't care about this. Don't say that you call him Ba Fengke, even if you call him Ba Fengke, I will still be fucked.

He immediately said loudly: "Is there something you dare not? Brother Bian, I tell you that there is a trick to being an official, which is to be a high-profile person and do things in a low-key manner. This is the secret of not passing on the officialdom. If you don't say it, who knows that you have made great contributions to the court? This is not worth mentioning."

He said, looking around, and continued, "All the guys here are all heroes, just be convinced of good men with real skills. Brother Bian, your ancestors are the prince of Ceylon, and you call him Little Prince. What's wrong? If you have such a background, you dare to lead troops to fight Japanese pirates. That's a great hero, and you should let everyone in the world know... This is also a crying child who has milk..."

As he was talking, he came in from the master outside and saw that the courtyard was filled with more than a dozen seats, and he immediately laughed, "Huh? It's better to be a coincidence..." As he said, he called out to the post minister and added more dishes.

Kang Fei smiled and said, "Old brother Xiang, I'm back from having fun now. Come and sit next to me. Let me introduce to you this Bian Bian, the commander of Jianning Xingdushi. His ancestors were Prince Ceylon. I said he should call him Little Prince, but he said he didn't dare..."

Master Xiang sat down, had a glass of wine, and then said, "What's wrong with this? A child who can cry has milk."

Kang Fei immediately laughed, "Brother Bian, look, is this the reason? By the way, this brother Xiang, the Tongzhi of Tingzhang Daohai Defense, I can't say that you will have to partner in the future!"

Bian Bian Bian quickly got up and greeted him.
Chapter completed!