I'm really not doing business

Chapter 359 Daming is not something they like, but something they fear
  Zhu Yijun completely did not expect that the business of Yanxinglou Trading House could be so booming, far exceeding the emperor's expectations. Moreover, those who got the ship tickets tightened their grip on the ship tickets in their hands, holding on to the position and waiting, with no intention of selling it. That's right, except for claiming chips, it is impossible for these luxury households to trade their tickets, and it is difficult for Yanxing Tower to draw points.

As an emperor and a disciple of Zhang Juzheng, he immediately reflected on the problems in the system design. In the end, he found that it was his own problem. The number of ship tickets on the market now was too small. Whether to wait for the price increase or to wait for dividends, both are sure-to-make profits, so why take action?
  "Longjiang, Songjiang, Mizhou, Fuzhou, Guangzhou, the five major shipyards of Ming Dynasty, the craftsmen are working overtime all night long, not only to expand production, but also to maintain production. We have reached the limit. I can dig out up to [-] ships a month. It is far from enough to send a three-masted plywood ship to reissue the ship ticket. When we were at the Quanchu Guild Hall, Zhang Siwen, the doctor of Gewu, reminded me and told me that a ship ticket of this size is simply not enough to support it." Zhu Yijun put his fingers on the table Keep knocking.

Zhang Siwen also participated in the closed-door meeting at the Quanchu Guild Hall. At that time, Zhang Siwen said that such a small amount of ship tickets did not support the transaction mathematically. At that time, everyone including Zhu Yijun and Zhang Juzheng, even the most optimistic It is estimated that these fifty three-masted ships and five five-masted ships can be subscribed and raised in a month, which is enough to burn high incense.

Practice has proved that these fifty-five ships could not survive even one day.

"What is the problem?" Zhu Yijun's fingers became more and more urgent. He suddenly stopped his fingers, looked at Feng Bao, and said in disbelief: "Why do they believe me so much? Are they not afraid that I will trick them?"

The boss behind Yanxing Tower was a man of great skill and skill. He was either Taifu Yuanfu of the Chu Guild Hall or Zhu Yijun, the ruler of the Ming Dynasty who lived in Xiyuan. Zhu Yijun and Zhang Juzheng seriously underestimated their reputation in the capital and in the world, so they did this. It is judged that it will take a month to complete the bidding for these fifty-five ships.

"Your Majesty, these cheap Confucians actually scold you harshly, but Your Majesty is a gentleman who keeps his word. A horse is hard to follow. The cheap Confucians know very well in their hearts. Even the people of Taixi know that Your Majesty keeps his word." Feng Paul finally understood the crux of the problem, flattered him, and stated a basic fact, which was credibility.

The country has lost its great trust, and people's hearts are filled with doubts.

The reputation of the country is not specific, objective, or even illusory, but it does exist. Emperor Zhu Yijun of the Ming Dynasty never broke his promise. The only time he broke his promise was when Zhang Juzheng returned to the court under the control of the three parties of the Taxation Bureau. The emperor immediately decreed that the Department of Household Purposes, the Governor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Censor, the Censor, and the Censor could participate.

Zhang Juzheng is not in the court. Not to mention that His Majesty does not trust the scholars. Even the scholars themselves do not believe in themselves. They all know who they are. Your Majesty has not yet got married at that time. The adults are not at home. A child is the first consideration. It's self-protection, and that's understandable.

Zhang Juzheng has returned to the court, and everything is back on track. Everyone has their eyes open. His Majesty's gaffe was just a manifestation of De Liang's youth. After his wedding, His Majesty took charge of the government and kept his word. His Majesty's reputation is really strong and firm. Like iron.

Promises need to be fulfilled.

"I didn't expect them to trust me so much. No, I have to trick them!" Zhu Yijun raised his eyebrows and said cheerfully.

Feng Bao opened a memorial in front of His Majesty and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, they believe that Your Majesty can help them make money. After all, Your Majesty never asks the foreign court for money. He is really good at making money."

On this point, the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty were very sure. The emperor really made money in a right way, and His Majesty's way of collecting money was really a fairyland on land. The Ming Dynasty no longer begged for food from internal funds. It was Zhang Juzheng's credit. When people beg for food with national funds, internal funds are more valuable than national funds.

The situation where state funds and internal funds begged each other for food is gone forever.

"We can only slowly expand production." Zhu Yijun actually had no good solution. After thinking for a long time, only by slowly expanding production could the trading house have enough ship tickets to trade and circulate.

This is why Zheshe households believe in the emperor. When the Ming Emperor encountered this problem, the first thing he thought about was to expand production and then issue additional ship tickets, instead of directly letting the Treasure Bank Bureau of the Ministry of Households directly open the seal and print as many copies as possible. No matter how much you sell, you can get a lot of money out of it. Your Majesty is always very conservative in this kind of thing. He would rather have a high price but no market than engage in fraud.

Zhu Yijun clearly wanted to cheat them, but he still refused to overpay the certificate at will. This is the source of His Majesty's credibility.

Of course, this has a lot to do with the very healthy finances of the country. If it is not so poor that it must be exhausted, it can be sustainable.

Zhu Yijun was reviewing memorials in Xiyuan. The bureaucratic machinery of the Ming Empire also exposed many problems under the test. After more than seven years of tinkering, it ran very smoothly and was extremely efficient. Although it was thousands of miles away and facing down, And if you follow it in the evening, the political system will be solemn.

The imperial court finally looked like a royal court. This was due to Zhang Juzheng. He always served as the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. This is also the reason why Wan Shihe reached out to the Ministry of Rites every day. Wan Shihe really didn’t have to worry too much about the affairs of the Ministry of Personnel. Much heart.

At this time, Wang Chonggu, the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice, was hosting a banquet at the Quanjin Guild Hall. The Quanjin Guild Hall was particularly lively today, and all the Shanxi merchants came to the Guild Hall to pay their respects.

The former party leader Ge Shouli set a rule that the annual Bing Jing and Carbon Jing were halved. This rule did not change after Wang Chonggu became the party leader. No, summer is coming, and it is time to send Bing Jing again. This time Shanxi merchants are all Come to send Bing Jing, this family has five hundred taels, which is enough for the whole Jin Guild Hall.

Of course, such a little filial piety cannot express the Shanxi merchants' gratitude to Wang Chonggu at all.

A Shanxi businessman stood up, raised his wine glass and said loudly: "We, Wang Cifu, can reveal a little bit of information between our fingers, which is enough for us to eat and drink, and it is big fish and meat. Can we Shanxi businessmen have it?" Today, I have to thank Wang Cifu for his great kindness!"

"A toast to Wang Cifu!"

"A toast to Wang Cifu!"

All the Shanxi merchants present stood up, holding their wine glasses high, and after drinking in one gulp, they poured it down to indicate that the wine was finished.

This time the Shanxi merchants received the news in advance. The Shanxi merchants had already prepared the shipping tickets for the trading house. They had a full meal. If the gangsters from Xitucheng hadn't come to snatch them, they would have covered the shipping tickets for the trading house.

Wang Chonggu was sitting at the top table. He stood up, looked around, and said with a frown: "Business is business, what's the point of fighting in a trading house?! If there is a private fight in the future, don't blame me. Wang Chonggu turned his back and disowned him. Harmony breeds wealth, and harmony breeds wealth. If the Prime Minister of Shuntian Prefecture had not patrolled the area with his yamen servants today, and there was a life-and-life lawsuit, neither you, me, or him would be able to escape!"

Wang Chonggu was very dissatisfied with the fight that happened in Yanxing Tower today. None of the merchants traveling outside the Great Wall were good people. Feng, everything is dangerous, and everyone is ruthless. When robbing money, they will naturally use fists and kicks.

Fortunately, it was the capital and no one had a weapon, otherwise Wang Chonggu would definitely go to Xiyuan to plead guilty.

"Wang Cifu taught me a lesson. I was the first to make a move today. I will punish myself with three glasses of wine. Wang Cifu calmed down, calmed down." A merchant stood up and kept company. Wang Chonggu reminded them more than once that they were all pinched in the capital hall. The tail is a man, and if the other party hadn't struck first this time, there wouldn't have been a fight.

Wang Qian looked at this scene and said angrily: "Humph, before my father took money out of the worsted woolen business, you are all full of complaints. You always feel that your father has made you and others less money. Why, stop me?" Is it also father's fault that you jumped into the Tonghui River?"

"Everyone's face is full of flattery now. Why don't you blame my father?"

Wang Qian was angry in his heart. When Wang Chonggu took out the [-] million silver and gave it to the emperor as money to buy his life, the Shanxi merchants became more and more angry. Take this opportunity to bring this matter to light.

"Son, please remember, cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents. Your father and I have cut off everyone's money. Don't you think of me as the enemy who killed your father? Alas." Wang Chonggu said with a smile, but it seemed that he was not smiling at all. It's self-deprecating, but actually it's teasing this group of Shanxi merchants who have different attitudes before and after.

"Wang Cifu's words are serious, his words are serious! From now on, we and others will naturally be the only ones who obey Cifu's lead! No words! I will punish myself with three glasses of wine!" The merchants looked at each other in disbelief. The fault is that they are all their own people and all under the Jin Guild Hall. For merchants, Wang Chonggu only gave a few words of admonishment. If it were not for his own people, Wang Chonggu's methods would really kill without blood.

"The dozens of people who jumped into the Tonghui River are all old acquaintances, and there is also Chen Laosi, a wealthy businessman who has competed with us Shanxi people for the tea business. They have been fighting for more than ten years. He is so fierce. Jumping into the Tonghui River is really embarrassing, but Wang Cifu can see it clearly." A businessman said with a bit of sadness.

The worsted woolen business caused dozens of people to jump across the Hui River, which was a big deal. The ship ticket was also a big deal. After these two major events, everyone's complaints and doubts about Wang Chonggu completely disappeared. They only felt grateful. !
  If you follow Wang Cifu, you will have meat to eat!

"Okay, just be nice and stop saying a few words, and don't complain so much in the future."

“I’m announcing something today. Children from Shanxi, regardless of high or low, can attend homeschooling at the Quanjin Guild Hall. Last year’s surplus from the Quanjin Guildhall was used to expand homeschooling. In the future, all children can be sent here to study more. , we are ridiculed in the province. We Shanxi merchants are all barbaric men and don’t know etiquette." Wang Chonggu waved his hands and then continued: "You guys eat and drink well, I have other things to do. If you cause trouble after drinking, you will be sent to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice for a few days. God is honest!"

The Shanxi merchants bowed their heads again and said in unison: "Send Wang Cifu away!"

The Shanxi merchants were really not to blame for the fight this time. The Shanxi merchants were queuing up, and those Zheshe households in Xitucheng insisted on jumping in. They pushed and cursed them, saying that the Shanxi merchants were a bunch of people who didn't know etiquette. The countrymen started fighting after going back and forth, so Wang Chonggu didn't blame them too much.

Wang Chonggu returned to the backyard humming a little tune, obviously in a good mood. He sat in Wenxing Pavilion, holding a cup of tea, shaking his head and taking a sip.

"Father, are you in a good mood?" Wang Qian came over with a smile on his face.

"I think I did a good job on this mission. Firstly, the imperial court needed a large amount of money to open the sea. It was like a bottomless pit that could never be filled. Secondly, the Shanxi merchants took advantage of these two They finally became honest about the matter, and their money was also used, which can be regarded as doing things for the country. Even if His Majesty really wants to deal with us in the future, he will have to remember this feeling, right? The third time, it’s me." Wang Chonggu I'm in a good mood indeed.

"Did father make money from this matter?" Wang Qian frowned, full of doubts.

Wang Chonggu slapped Wang Qian on the shoulder, which made Wang Qian grin. Wang Chonggu said angrily: "Bah! I think about money every day! You can't spend all our family's money even if you spend ten lifetimes! You No matter how much I spend, I can't make as fast as I can. Why do I have to put money into my arms when I'm doing things?"

"That's a good thing!"

"That's what my father taught me, but my father also said it himself, after three years he is his own. What does this mean?" Wang Qian rubbed his shoulders. His father was right. He would never be able to spend his family's money in ten lifetimes. After all, as the second richest young man in the capital, Wang Qian's money was not lavish, but extravagant. But the money he spent was only a fraction of his father's money.

Wang Chonggu thought for a moment and asked: "Do you know what is the smelliest thing I have ever smelled in my life?"

"Ah?" Wang Qian's eyes widened. The most stinky thing in the world ran through Wang Qian's mind. He shook his head and asked, "What is it?"

Wang Chonggu put down the tea cup, looked at the sky outside the window, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slightly absent-mindedly: "It's the rotten and smelly youthful spirit." "Ah?!" Wang Qian was stunned for a moment.

Wang Chonggu leaned on the back of his chair and said leisurely: "The spring breeze is so good that the horse's hoofs are so strong that I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. This is Meng Jiao's "After Enrollment". In the twelfth year of Zhenyuan, he became a Jinshi and wrote this poem Qijue , this poem is the epitome of how many people have lived throughout the ages? No one has just become a Jinshi after being admitted, and they want to be a traitor, a sycophant, or a thief. With the youthful ambition to govern the country and bring peace to the country.”

"Nothing, no way."

Wang Chonggu said two Naihe in succession. He thought of Yang Bo, who had been dead for five years. When Yang Bo finally left the court, he carried His Majesty's question on his back. Is Yang Bo a gentleman or a villain? Yang Bo himself had no idea. I can't answer this question. Maybe before he died, Yang Bo was still thinking about this question when he looked back. Looking back on his life, what kind of life did he live?

He is neither loyal to the country nor the monarch, nor is he loyal to his own heart, nor is he loyal to the books of sages, the texts in his heart, his benevolence, his virtues, and all things in his heart.

When Wang Chonggu was a boy, if he knew that he would look like this when he got old, he would probably be heartbroken, regretful, and wish he could kill himself. After all, he would end up living in the most disgusting and disgusting look of himself. Wang Chonggu felt the most smelly. What is left is his rotten and stinky youthful spirit and youthful aspirations.

"Not now!" Wang Chonggu clapped his hands and said cheerfully: "Oh, your father, I thought about it carefully. What your father and I have done since Wanli are loyal to His Majesty, loyal to the court, and even more loyal to myself!"

After being kicked out of the Wenhua Palace by Zhang Juzheng in the first year of Wanli, Wang Chonggu did a lot of things, resettling [-] landless tenants, filling the holes in the Xuanda Great Wall, setting up the Yongding Woolen Official Factory, The Xishan Coal Bureau supervised the construction of the Dingjian Palace, built the central axis of the palace, the Royal Gemological Garden, the pagoda, and the martial arts school. He fulfilled his political commitments, resettled the gangsters, presided over the affairs of the officials, and gave the Jinshi people the opportunity to practice. As well as the recent work, I repaired a new cornucopia for His Majesty.

The key is that this new cornucopia is also the opening of the sea for the country of Italy. Some internal conflicts in the Ming Dynasty cannot be resolved and can only be rescued externally. However, opening the sea requires a large amount of money. Just rely on the imperial court to open the sea. But tying everyone on a chariot to open the sea has become a national plan.

Wang Chonggu said with a smile: "Very good, very good. As the old saying goes, no one is perfect in terms of deeds and heart. Regardless of why I do this, I still did it, right? What will happen in the future? In conclusion, our king Chonggu can also enjoy mixed reviews, instead of being nailed to the pillar of shame of a traitor and being reviled for many generations."

"Dad, why don't I have any youthful spirit?" Wang Qian thought for a long time and found that he never had the ambition to settle the world.

"It's your father's fault. You have no worries about food and clothing. You haven't suffered much, and you are fine without any ambition. After your father and I leave, you will hand over all our money to Your Majesty. Your Majesty, keep your word. No, give all the money to Your Majesty, and the dividends alone will be enough for you to be happy and free for the rest of your life." Wang Chonggu glanced at Wang Qian and said without caring much.

Wang Chonggu is afraid that Wang Qian will have ambitions that he shouldn't have. He is safe and sound, and the money at home is enough for him to struggle. After all, His Majesty will look at his achievements and give Wang Qian some preferential treatment. If Wang Qian wants to Trying to open up their family and make it bigger and stronger would be a bad thing.

"Dad, our Ming merchant ships all carry firearms. Will this hinder maritime trade?" Wang Qian raised his own question. He was surprised that the fifty-five ships that Ming had pledged this time were all armed. Merchant ships are carrying weapons to trade. Are overseas countries willing to trade honestly?

Wang Chonggu thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Da Ming, it's not what they like, it's what they fear."

The mission of Zheng He's voyages to the West was to promulgate the emperor's edict and give him the emperor's authority. If he did not obey, he would be deterred by force.

Those who dissatisfied were threatened with force. This was Zheng He's mission. He went to promote the country's prestige. This was also in line with the Ming Dynasty's attitude towards overseas countries. It was not something they liked, and they would not like it, but something they were afraid of. , only if they are afraid can Daming get what he wants.

The Ming Dynasty has the advantage of goods, so they have to trade with the Ming Dynasty. If they don't want to, then they will kick open the door in the name of free trade, continue trade, and use trade means to plunder the world's wealth, which is to turn internal contradictions outside One of the means of relief.

"Dad, what you said is very pertinent!" Wang Qian thought about it and realized this logic. The Ming Dynasty has never been liked by people. As a kingdom of heaven, these overseas countries have no reason to like the Ming Dynasty. Just like the people in the West When Rome existed, they always tried every means to defeat Rome. When Rome disappeared, they jumped out one after another and claimed that they were Rome.

"Dad, Anda Khan and Tuman Khan seem to be fighting." Wang Qian put a letter from outside the Great Wall on the table. This was a letter sent to the court by the Third Lady. Anda Khan doesn't dare to provoke him now. In the Ming Dynasty, the persimmons were pinched softly, and Anda Khan's soldiers pointed at Tuman Khan.

After Wang Chonggu finished reading the letter, he stood up suddenly and said, "I'm going to the palace. You don't have to wait for me. You go to the Quanchu Guild Hall and give this letter to Yuan Fu, and then go to the Quanzhe Guild Hall to inform Da Sima .”

Wang Chonggu stood up immediately. Today was the day for Jiao Bingjing. However, the party leaders of the three main guild halls in Jingtang immediately began to enter the palace after learning about the internal strife in Beilu. The Ming Dynasty had been waiting for the war between Anda Khan and Tuman Khan. .

"I will see you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty pays you your respects." When Zhang Juzheng arrived at the Wenhua Hall, all the court officials of the Ming Dynasty arrived. Naturally, they received the news. This was an urgent court meeting.

"No courtesy, no courtesy." Zhu Yijun waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite. After he sat down, he passed on the letter from the third lady, read it around and said: "Mrs. Zhongshun has come with a letter. I am sweating like a broken bamboo. I am a barbarian. Khan could only resist with all his strength."

"The timing of Anda Khan's attack was very clever. It was not summer or autumn, but spring and summer." Qi Jiguang read Sanniangzi's letter and had to say that Anda Khan really troubled the Second Ming Dynasty. King of Lu for fifteen years, his military talent is indeed very good. The time to start the war is during the spring and summer.

Summer in the grassland will come later than in the capital. This season is the time when lambs give birth. Ananda Khan launches an attack at this time, which is to use his strength to overthrow Tuman Khan. Tuman Khan has just survived the disaster and escaped from the hands of the Ming Dynasty. After escaping from the pass of the Daxianbei Mountains, if Tuman Khan gains a firm foothold in a year, Anda Khan will have to pay a greater price.

Now is the right time.

"How long does Qi Shuai think Tuman Khan can last?" Zhu Yijun is not optimistic about Tuman Khan. Tuman Khan is newly defeated, his morale is weak, and his strength is weak. At the same time, Anda Khan's timing is indeed just right.

"Tuman Khan can last a long time." Qi Jiguang frowned and said: "Your Majesty, after all, Tumen's surname is Bo'er Jijin, and he is the Great Khan of the Beibei clan. In this battle, Anda Khan can only win quickly. Once he There is no way to win quickly. If Tuman Khan can survive this year, Anda will have nothing to do with Tuman Khan. This is why Anda Khan chose this time to attack."

"Anda Khan is a traitor to the grassland."

Qi Jiguang talks about the fact that success or failure is determined by the support of people's hearts. Both Anda and Tuman Khan have the surname Bo'er Jijin, and they are both from the golden family. Tuman is the sect leader, the Great Khan, and Anda is a traitor on the grassland. Anda Khan no longer even believes in the Immortal Heaven. , converted to Buddhism, and with this kind of popular support, if Tuman Khan were to hold him back, it would be a war of attrition.

"Qi Shuai thinks, should we help the Tuman Khan or the Great Khan?" Zhu Yijun thought for a moment. In terms of military talent, Zhu Yijun trusted Qi Jiguang more than he believed in himself. In the military field, Qi Jiguang's judgment was more important than his own. Zhu Yijun is much more accurate.

Zhu Yijun is very self-aware of his military talent.

Qi Jiguang looked at the Kanyu map, looked at it for a long time and said: "Help Tuman Khan and help him survive the most difficult period. As long as it is delayed until autumn, Anda Khan will never be able to win again. By then, only Ming Dynasty can do it." The referee, whether it is to let Tuman Khan win or Anda Khan win, is not in the interests of Ming Dynasty. Only if they beat you to the death can Ming Dynasty fish in troubled waters and get the benefits of being a fisherman."

"Okay." Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng and asked, "What do you think, sir?"

"Your Majesty, I don't know much about military affairs..." Zhang Juzheng looked at the Ming Emperor and said very sincerely. In terms of military talent, Zhang Juzheng is at the same level as your Majesty, almost zero. It's okay to use hindsight and let him judge the complicated situation. He really couldn't predict the direction of the war. He agreed with Qi Jiguang's statement strategically.

Let them fight, the more lively the fight, the better, fight to the death, then Ming can be the referee, can judge the grudges between them, and only then can the fishermen benefit.

Anyway, the Ming cavalry has not yet formed combat effectiveness, so it is unrealistic to continue fighting outside the fortress. It is better to sit back and watch, fighting crickets with straw sticks.

"I think what Qi Shuai said is reasonable." Yu Dayou thought about it and chose to agree with Qi Jiguang's judgment. Anda Khan can really beat Tuman Khan to death. If Anda Khan really wins, it will be difficult for Ming Dynasty to repeat the trick. Like ascending to heaven.

"I second the proposal." Tan Lun also believes that we should help the local barbarians. The key is to let the dogs bite each other and let them bite each other. No one can win.

"Is Buyan, the son of Tuman Khan, still in the capital?" Zhu Yijun looked at Ma Ziqiang, the Minister of Rites. Buyan had been in the capital for half a year, but he still had no chance to meet the emperor. Buyan came to seek peace.

Ma Ziqiang immediately said: "Reporting to your Majesty, Buyan does live in Siyi Pavilion, and he is still clamoring for an audience today."

"Okay, let him have an audience today." Zhu Yijun immediately gave instructions. Tuman Khan was being beaten, and the Ming Emperor was finally willing to receive Tuman Khan's envoy.

As for how to help Tuman Khan, just look at what Tuman Khan needs. Daming can provide help, but this help is definitely not free.

"Wan Dazai, how is the compilation of Overseas Fan Guozhi? Once you have completed one volume, please show me one volume." Zhu Yijun is still very concerned about "Overseas Fan Guozhi". Wan Shihe has been presiding over the compilation for more than half a year. Before that, Standards for revision have been developed.

Wan Shihe thought for a while and took out two volumes from his arms. While Zhu Yijun was waiting for Buyan, he briefly looked through the two books. Wan Shihe, this scholar, is indeed a scholar.

Wan Shihe compiled two volumes. The first volume is Annan and the second volume is Luzon. According to Wan Shihe, these two places have been the inherent territories of the Ming Dynasty since ancient times.

According to Wan Shihe, Annan and Luzon are all descendants of Central Plains Miao people who migrated to Annan and Luzon because of the war.

Since everyone is from the Central Plains, the territory is naturally the inherent territory of the Central Plains dynasty.

Wan Shihe is defining the history of overseas foreign countries. Anyway, they don’t have their own historical chronicles. It’s not just what the Ming Dynasty wants to write, it’s just what it is?

"Wan Dazai is interested." Zhu Yijun was very satisfied with the compilation standards of overseas fan chronicles. In any case, he wanted to call out his claims first.

"Your Majesty, Buyan is waiting outside the palace." A small yellow doorman came in and bowed his head to report.

　To define history is to define the present. Please give me a monthly ticket, wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
  　　
  　
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