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Chapter 127 Yan Siqi's Story

"Second Master, be careful!" Zhang Yong rushed forward with a quick step, grabbed King Xin and dragged him back. The young eldest son followed Wang Chengen and stepped forward in time, and worked with Zhang Yong to drag King Xin back together. However, King Xin's hand refused to loosen the rope. His palm was already sweating, and the rope slid out bit by bit.

To be honest, Zhang Yong did not like King Xin, but he still rushed out to hold King Xin. First, King Xin was still a child, and second, King Xin must not have any trouble at this time. If he fell into the water, he could save him, but in such a cold weather, he fell into a lake full of ice water and then fished it up, and maybe he would be cured if he contracted some disease.

Cao Huachun came up in time with a quick step, grabbed the rope, and pulled it back with King Xin, always pulling the ship model back.

"The power of this ship is so great that it almost pulled me into the water." The young King Xin said with lingering fear.

The little carpenter laughed: "Brother, you only weigh more than ten pounds, and you can't hold it anymore."

"Brother, this thing is so powerful. What I do is so powerful!" King Xin praised his brother's works.

Seeing that his younger brother was no longer in danger, the little carpenter ignored him and let Cao Huachun restrain his boat model like flying a kite. His younger brother, King Xin and his younger sister, Princess Le'an, were watching the boat floating on the lake on the shore, jumping and dancing with excitement.

Cao Huachun might have been tired of playing, so he pulled the ship model back with Jiu Qiansui.

"Brother, is the cannon on this ship really useful?" King Xin came up again and asked, entangled the little carpenter.

"This is a decoration, there is not even a fire gate, how can I fire shells?" the little carpenter replied.

King Xin carefully stroked the ship model and saw that the ship was made as real. Bullets stretched out from the gun door, and the barrels were all made of brass, which looked the same as real. King Xin lifted the deck on the ship with interest and carefully observed the gun deck on the upper floor inside. He saw that the gun inside had a gun mount and wheel, which was like a real ship.

However, the little carpenter was not very interested in playing with the boat model he had spent more than two months to create, but he just pulled Zhang Yong and wanted to listen to him about interesting things. In fact, the little carpenter is the kind of person who likes to do things. All the fun is when he finishes his work and a product is finished, and the little carpenter is no longer interested in his products.

King Xin was still a child and liked to play, so he was very interested in every interesting new product made by the little carpenter. However, he was just interested. King Xin scoffed at some of his brother's views. Brother Xiao carpenter always said that he wanted to learn from the Thais and rob the gold, silver and treasures of the indigenous people. King Xin believed that this was not in line with the Confucianism of China, nor was it in line with the Ming Dynasty's tradition of treating people with tolerance and beating people with virtue.

King Xin believed that for those natives, the charm of the Celestial Empire should attract them, rather than fighting and killing them. They have gold, silver and treasures in their hands, so they should not rob them, but should exchange things with them.

Unfortunately, King Xin didn't know. In fact, the Thais did not fight and kill like this all day. They also traded and traded with the natives, such as changing an iron nail to a piece of gold; changing a glass bead to a diamond; changing a knife to a gold that is several times heavier than a knife; changing a grenade to a pair of gold masks; changing a bag of moldy flour to a large amount of fur or spices...

This is also trade. Through such trade, the Thais also took away countless gold and silver from the locals. The gold and silver were then transported to the Ming Dynasty, exchanged for porcelain, and silk back to Thailand, and sold at a high price.

Can such trade be said to be robbing the natives? Of course not, because the natives do not know how to smel iron, grow food, and produce cloth.

Most of the cotton cloth produced by the Ming Dynasty was sold to the American continent by Europeans and turned into clothes on Indians. The Indians had no other things, but there was more gold and silver. They bought cotton cloth back with gold and silver, and made into clothes to keep warm.

Zhang Yong continued to chat with the little carpenter: "My uncle, the strongest pirates in the Ming Dynasty today is Shibazhi, and the leader of the Pirate King is Yan Siqi. Yan Siqi is a man with great martial arts skills and close contacts with Japan. He also occupied a piece of land in Yizhou on the other side of Fujian to reclaim wasteland and educate the local barbarians. If we want our Ming Dynasty to revitalize the prestige of the Ming Dynasty Navy back then, I think we should recruit Shibazhi and let Shibazhi expand our territory on the sea for our Ming Dynasty."

"Yongwazi, do you think those thieves are willing to accept my Ming Dynasty's invitation?" asked the little carpenter.

"Of course I do it! They are half-bandit and half-merchant pirates. On the one hand, they rob passing ships, not only robbed the ships of the Koreans and Japanese, but even the Thais they dared to rob them! On the other hand, they have a good relationship with the Donglin Party in Jiangnan. You know, Jiangnan does not produce grain now, tea, cotton, silk and ceramics. These things cannot be eaten. Except for some of them being exchanged for grain in Huguang, most of them are transported to Japan by Shibazhi, or sold to the Thais at the port controlled by Shibazhi. If our Ming Dynasty royal family can directly protect them and trade with them, they will naturally be very willing to accept the recruitment and give up the Donglin Party at the same time."

"Then I will report to Grandpa Emperor immediately and ask him to send someone to recruit Shibazhi! Grandpa Emperor has always been troubled by the money? If we can recruit Shibazhi, there will be no problem with the money!" The little carpenter is actually very talented and very smart. Zhang Yong knew it at a glance that sea trade is a very profitable thing. If you can recruit pirates, then the Ming Dynasty not only has a powerful navy, but also has a large amount of economic resources.

Zhang Yong hurriedly said, "Mr., don't say that this is my servant's idea. Let my uncle accompany you, just say that this matter was my uncle's proposal."

Jiu Qiansui immediately understood. If the little carpenter told the truth, then his nephew would be too evil. He knew so many things at a young age, which would be unfavorable to Zhang Yong. The nephew gave the credit to himself, not only to protect his nephew, but also to Jiu Qiansui for one credit.

Of course, the little carpenter also understood what Zhang Yong meant. In fact, the little carpenter's ability to fight politically was much stronger than that of Xinwang, and at least he knew how to balance. In fact, in the first three years of the Tianqi Dynasty, the eunuch party and the Donglin party in the court were both balanced, and there was no eunuch party suppressing the Donglin party. But the Donglin party was committed to death. According to the words of the Donglin party, those who did not agree with our Donglin party were the eunuch party. In this way, the Chu party, Zhejiang party and others pushed the Chu party to the eunuch party.

Because the Donglin Party was too arrogant, the little carpenter who could not bear it was finally given the knife to kill someone, and Jiu Qiansui began to deal with the Donglin Party on a large scale.

To put it bluntly, if Nine Thousand Years can hunt and kill the Donglin Party on a large scale, isn’t his power given by Apocalypse?

Jiu Qiansui accompanied the little carpenter to the Ganqing Palace to meet Emperor Wanli.

Wanli has been tired for two days, and has a family banquet on New Year's Eve, a grand ceremony on the first day of the New Year, and then a banquet for officials. After all, he is already almost sixty years old. In this era, he is really old at the age of sixty, and he is old and has a bad stomach. He has eaten and drunk for two days. In addition, the grand ceremony in the morning sat for the whole morning, Wanli, who has not attended court for thirty years, could hardly bear it.

The reason why he has not attended court for thirty years is that he has poor legs and is unwilling to listen to the long-winded censors. Walking for a while and then sitting on that morning really made the elderly Wanli exhausted. In previous years, even major festivals such as the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Lantern Festival, and the Mid-Autumn Festival were not held. This year, Wanli made an exception. Perhaps he already felt that his time was not long.

Wanli, who was so tired that he was lying on the collapse, was sitting beside him and gently knocking on his legs.

Although Concubine Zheng, who is already fifty-six years old, is already an old woman in this era, Wanli still loves her. Perhaps at the beginning, Wanli likes Concubine Zheng because she is beautiful and gentle, and knows how to grasp her heart. The two are like young couples who have been loving for many years. Other concubines in the palace, even the queen, are afraid of Wanli, but Concubine Zheng is not afraid of Wanli at all. Every time when Wanli is barked by a censor in the court, Concubine Zheng will comfort Wanli.
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