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Chapter 381 A gentleman’s evil, a small evil becomes a big evil

Wang Jiaping's methods are not new, but after the repeated efforts of Yin Zhengmao and Ling Yunyi, the administrative power of Guangdong and Guangxi has been greatly strengthened, making his intentions particularly important in Guangdong and Guangxi. Therefore, these luxury households have to guess, This makes people's scalp numb, which means that there is no progress bar for anything.

However, what surprised Zhu Yijun was Wan Wenqing and Wu Weizhong. He originally thought that these two guys' hobby of visiting brothels was just a disguise. When they were dissolute, others would relax their vigilance, and then slowly rise up, eventually letting everyone Everyone looked at him sideways, and Wang Jiaping agreed to Wan Wenqing's father's request with the same idea.

But now it seems that these two guys are united in knowledge and practice, and they really like visiting brothels...

This made Zhu Yijun dumbfounded. It was not until sunset that Zhu Yijun ended today's trip to Xishan.

Wang Yaozhuo kept looking out the window blankly. The Western Mountain is the Tomb of the Ming Dynasty. Because of Feng Shui, there are trees around it. But except for the Western Mountain, they are all bare. The mountains are not green, the water is not green, and people of humble origins Wang Yaozhuo actually knew the reason. He opened the door with seven things: firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, firewood was the first word. There were millions of people living in the capital, and these trees had long been cut down.

In the fields, farmers are working hard in the fields. Autumn is the harvest season, so the field roads are very busy.

A slightly thin child, about two or three years old, with bare feet, was sitting on the car. The child's body was tied to the car with a hemp rope. Apparently the parents went to work to prevent the child from running around. , and the child was holding a small sweet potato in his hand, which was chewed into shape.

Eating too much sweet potatoes will cause stomach bloating and acidity, but isn’t eating too much a luxury?

Wang Yaozhuo couldn't help but touch his belly, showing some worries. If there was a boy in his belly, he would be the eldest son of the Ming Dynasty. Can he really support the people of the Ming Dynasty like his father? Wang Yaozhuo suddenly understood why Empress Dowager Li was so harsh on the emperor, and she was particularly doting on Prince Lu.

Wang Yaozhuo has endured a lot of hardships, even more so than the children on the platoon. She has seen what is called a disaster in the world. In the worst time, the children sitting on the platoon were just rations.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Yaozhuo's dazed look and asked with a smile.

"It's nothing. It's my first time as a mother, so I'm a little confused." Wang Yaozhuo leaned into Zhu Yijun's arms again. Her husband liked her very much, and she knew that, so she cherished every moment with her husband even more.

"My husband told me a story yesterday." Zhu Yijun naturally saw the child, sighed heavily, and talked about the human tragedy that Zhang Juzheng witnessed with his own eyes.

Zhu Yijun hugged Wang Yaozhuo, feeling the warmth, and said: "Sir, he used to like to talk about the goodness of a gentleman, which is benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, trust, the five constant principles of Confucianism, human ethics, and etiquette. It is your responsibility, sir. He must let me know what a gentleman is. , and after Mr. returned to the court, he began to talk about the evil of a gentleman."

"In the winter of the 39th year of Jiajing, it was very cold all winter, but there was no snowfall. Tragedies began to happen."

In the winter of the 39th year of the Jiajing reign, there was no snow in the entire North China Plain. At that time, the Taoist priest came out of Xiyuan, where he lived, and went to the Temple of Heaven to pray for snow. However, there was no auspicious snow. That year, people were panicked because Everyone knows that a winter without heavy snow will bring a terrible disaster in the coming year.

In the spring of the 40th year of Jiajing, there was a severe drought in the north. There was also a plague in the drought. After people struggled to survive the drought, there was a locust plague. The locusts covered the sky and the sun. At this point, it was not something that could be solved by raising a few ducks. Controlling locusts is a top priority for Antu herdsmen. After the locust plague, not a single blade of grass grew, and a severe famine began to wreak havoc on the Gyeongsang Province with the locust plague, affecting nearly 1.7 million people.

Emperor Jiajing issued an imperial edict in March to provide relief and calm people's hearts. It would have been better if he did not issue an edict. The edict immediately became the trigger of the party dispute between North Korea and China.

At that time, Yan Dang and Qingliu had reached the decisive battle, the party's imprisonment had been established, and the fighting in the court was extremely fierce. After the imperial edict was issued, this imperial edict was immediately used by those who were interested. Originally, the emperor's imperial edict could only be carried out in prefectures and counties. There is a yellow list in front of the hall in many counties, and the people in the countryside cannot see it anyway. This is an important manifestation of the weakness of administrative power.

However, this imperial edict went against the background of weakened administrative power and was spread among the people in the countryside. Soon, the victims began to move towards the capital. At this time, the victims still held the feeling of a holy king and a father. Unable to abandon their illusions, victims of the disaster began to gather in the capital.

At that time, corruption was rampant in the court, and there was not much money left for relief. Even if there was no corruption and the government suffered huge financial losses, how much power would it have to provide relief to these endless victims? So soon, the food for relief began to slowly decrease.

The victims began to make noises. In order to restrain these victims, they could only be surrounded to prevent civil unrest. After the food was exhausted, people naturally became food in each other's eyes. Soon civil unrest broke out. Originally surrounded by soldiers from the Beijing camp, The victims should not make too much of a fuss, but the Beijing camp was all on empty wages and could not protect the nearly 60,000 victims.

Civil unrest broke out and was quickly suppressed, and then the victims fled in all directions.

There is only one brief sentence about this matter: There was a severe drought, locusts covered the sun, and the people were hungry. After hearing the holy precepts to provide relief, they rushed to the capital to quell the chaos.

Zhu Yijun said leisurely: "In this matter, Emperor Sejong's imperial edict became a tool of imperial censorship. The imperial power did not extend to the county. It would be a sign of incense to post a yellow notice in front of the county government office. However, not long after the edict was promulgated, everyone knew that When the capital comes, even if you try to appease and block it, you still can't stop it. This is the first evil of a gentleman."

"Victims gathered in the capital. As the chief minister, Yan Song did his duty. He needed to deal with these victims. It is true that a good woman cannot make a meal without rice, but Yan Song, Yan Shifan and Yan Dang at that time were still able to feed the less than 60,000 victims. Even if At that time, Yan Song had lost the trust of Emperor Sejong, but after being the chief minister for twenty years, he still had the capital. Why did the civil unrest occur? It was naturally related to party strife. This is the second evil of a gentleman."

"When the civil unrest broke out, the Beijing camp that was originally responsible for guarding was scattered. It is true that the Beijing camp was corrupt and corrupt. The Beijing camp was full of old, weak, sick, and disabled people. But the soldiers of the Beijing camp who were armed with weapons were beaten by unarmed soldiers. The victims were dispersed, and what was particularly strange was that the civil unrest was quickly suppressed the next day. This is the third evil of a gentleman."

Yan Song has been the chief minister for twenty years. This treacherous minister is not a flattering and incompetent minister. The Yan Party is rampant in corruption. Is it true that the resources he controls cannot even feed 60,000 disaster victims? Zhu Yijun was keenly aware that something was wrong. He was not the Emperor Chui Gong who lived in a deep palace and did not know the sufferings of the people. In fact, the victims could be comforted by a bowl of rice soup and bran nests every day. If they could survive until the times improved, they would naturally If we leave, we will starve to death before we can wait.

The people are like grass and grass, that's why.

But civil unrest suddenly broke out, and Zhu Yijun didn't believe it when he said nothing happened. However, even Zhang Juzheng didn't know what happened specifically.

After the civil unrest broke out, the Beijing camp was immediately dispersed. The civil unrest was immediately suppressed the next day, and the people fled in all directions. Is the Beijing camp incompetent or capable?

"There is the fourth evil." Zhu Yijun's hands trembled and he hugged Wang Yaozhuo tighter. He liked the warmth on Wang Yaozhuo's body. Zhu Yijun wanted to know the complexity of this world, right and wrong, good and evil. , beauty and ugliness are relatively opposite and universal, and this girl who gradually opens up is the goodness and beauty within Zhu Yijun's reach.

"Is there a fourth evil? What is it?" Wang Yaozhuo asked doubtfully. With her understanding of the court situation, it was very difficult to fully understand what her husband said. She was asked to guess the fourth evil, and she guessed Less than.

Zhu Yijun shook his head and said: "Sir, he only said that there is a fourth evil, but did not explain it in detail, but I guessed it."

"The fourth evil is that the court was most worried about the hungry people themselves, not the famine. Do you understand what I mean? The court, the officials in the capital, the soldiers in the capital camp, and the local officials all acquiesced in this happening. It was to deal with the victims instead of solving the famine. This is the fourth evil of a gentleman. The next year, Yan Song fell and Qingliu won."

A gentleman's evil, a small evil becomes a great evil.

Zhang Juzheng's gentleman's evil is actually extremely disrespectful, because the first three evils include the then Emperor Sejong, and when talking about the fourth evil, it is necessary to discuss whether Emperor Sejong also condoned this incident. The answer is yes, so Zhang Juzheng can only talk about the difficulty of overcoming the end, but cannot say that Emperor Shizong is evil. This is not in line with the etiquette of being a respected person, and it is also not the way to be a minister.

But Zhang Juzheng knew very well that His Majesty could figure it out.

When the country loses its righteousness, everyone is a sinner.

"This, this, this..." For Wang Yaozhuo, a seventeen-year-old girl, even though she is a queen, what His Majesty said today still made her panic.

"How did you feel when you heard the story about the evil of gentlemen told by your husband?" Zhu Yijun asked with a sigh.

"This Ming Dynasty, it's better to die!" Wang Yaozhuo chose to tell the truth.

After hearing the story, she only had this idea. His Majesty is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Logically speaking, this is the most treasonous thing to say. There were the emperor and the queen in the car. Wang Yaozhuo didn't want to hide his secrets when he was alone with his majesty. His Majesty doesn't like the idea, and there's no point in hiding it, because His Majesty can see through it.

Zhu Yijun said with a relaxed expression: "This is also my idea. I will ask sir directly, the Ming Dynasty is not dead yet?"

"Sir, his expression is strange. He was about to speak but hesitated. He didn't say the last sentence. After so long, he is still not used to my straightforwardness."

"In the third year of Wanli, Pan Jixun, the governor of Jiangxi Province, wrote a memorial saying that there was a drought and locust plague in Jiangxi. In his letter to Pan Jixun at that time, it was summed up in one sentence: He comforted the people and provided relief to the victims. Pan Jixun had done something good for the herdsmen of Antu. If he couldn't do it, he would die."

"Pan Jixun completed the imperial relief mission very well. He had to find a way, or he had to die. He didn't want to die, especially a humiliating death, so he started to kill large households to provide relief, plus food transporters from several surrounding provinces. The relief helped the hungry people survive the disaster years, and Jiangxi was exempted from taxes and labor for two years, and Jiangxi completely recovered."

"Pan Jixun therefore went to Nanya Yingtian to be the governor. After that, he became a court official."

"After that, Changpingcang was directly responsible for the governors of various places. If the fire dragon burned the Changpingcang and there was no food for the relief, the governor would be responsible. After that, the relief work in Ming Dynasty gradually stabilized."

"There can be no disaster in the year."

That is to say, the disasters in the world cannot affect most people. This is Zhang Juzheng's great journey. It is what he did after he overstepped the imperial power as the regent as Yuanfu Taifu.

If all the chief ministers in the world are like this, Zhu Yijun, as the emperor himself, does not mind overstepping his bounds. However, judging from the actions of Yan Song, Xu Jie, and Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng is just an extremely shining star in the long history, just like Long Qingliu Guest stars appearing in October of this year are also rare.

Zhang Juzheng's criticism of Dao Ye, Yan Song, and Xu Jie was a justified criticism, and he pointed out from a moral high ground. Because he did it, he could naturally tell His Majesty the evil of those gentlemen and criticize those meat eaters. inaction, connivance, cover-up, indifference and incompetence.

Especially incompetent.

The most terrifying thing in the world is to see hope and then experience despair. In the twelfth year of Wanli, Zhang Juzheng's house was confiscated, all Zhang Juzheng's new policies were abolished, and the world was unfair.

Ming Dynasty died in about the twelfth year of Wanli, and his body was buried in the seventeenth year of Chongzhen.

"Compared to the likes of Yan Song and Xu Jie, Mr. Wang Yaozhuo is better!" Wang Yaozhuo's heavy heart was relieved, a smile appeared on his face, and he became optimistic about the situation after the child was born. It was the incompetent King Lu. Zhu Yili, the bastard just likes beauties from all over the world, and he is not that bastard.

"Isn't your husband powerful? The husband is powerful alone. After all, he is not the master of the world." Zhu Yijun was infected by Wang Yaozhuo's smile and showed a smile. He had previously thought about Ming Shezong putting it on Zhang Juzheng's head. Unfortunately, After all, I can’t give it.

"Awesome, awesome, don't I know if your husband is awesome or not?" Wang Yaozhuo smiled broadly. Zhang Juzheng wants to travel on the high road. In Zhang Juzheng's absence, His Majesty also wants to travel on the high road. Moreover, His Majesty is not completely standing under Zhang Juzheng's wings. He has his own policies and his own new deal.

Even if the world is guilty, Zhu Yijun will persist. He can't bear it, and he can't bear this long-cherished wish to go to waste.

Zhu Yijun doesn't have the talent for political dogfighting that Zhang Juzheng does. The worst he can do is call in the Seven Kills method, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him until he bleeds like a river, kill him cleanly!

Zhu Yijun was a radical in the Ming Dynasty, second only to Tan Lun!

Qi Jiguang is not a radical. When it comes to internal matters, he prefers Rouren's solution. He never wants to turn his sword inward, so the ministers of the imperial court are not afraid of Qi Jiguang because they have never been Qi Jiguang's opponents and have never experienced Qi Jiguang. of terror.

Zhu Yijun said that Li Yougong acted in a measured manner. Sure enough, as soon as his driver returned to the palace behind the martial arts school, he saw Li Yougong waiting in front of the main entrance of the palace, waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to return from Xishan. The matter was not serious enough to disturb His Majesty's rest. situation, but the matter must be reported clearly to His Majesty.

The word "property" is indeed difficult to grasp.

"Oh, Li Dayun, those criminals should be killed in Luzon. It's a bit troublesome to get on the ship now." Zhu Yijun smiled all over his face. Yin Zhengmao is indeed a veteran in officialdom. If he handles it properly, Zhu Yijun can actually accept this. If the accused criminal died in Luzon, he might as well sink into the sea. Everyone was out of sight and worried. Zhu Yijun spread his hands and said helplessly: "You can't investigate everything. If something is found, everyone will be embarrassed."

After Li Yougong heard the truth, he bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, I believe that the Marquis of Sishui, Yingyang Marquis and Shi Longbo have no intention of treason, otherwise these criminals would not be taken to the capital for questioning."

He was an angel patrolling the border. After reporting the truth, he naturally expressed his opinion based on what he saw and heard. Li Yougong gave Yin Zhengmao two times to wipe his ass. The first time was the next day, and the second time was They might as well deal with it in Luzon, but Yin Zhengmao did not cherish the opportunity twice and sent the criminal to the ship. This is because he is not afraid of his shadow.

It proves that Yin Zhengmao, Zhang Yuanxun and Deng Zilong, as well as their confidants and direct descendants, have no problems. This is great good news for Ming Dynasty.

"Okay, okay, Li Daxuan has worked hard. This time he went to collect a thousand taels of silver from the internal funds to reward himself. He will be sent as envoy to Luzon, and each member will receive ten taels of silver." Zhu Yijun looked at the memorial sent by Yin Zhengmao, smiling brightly.

"I thank you for your kindness." Li Yougong thanked you as usual, and then he was stunned for a moment, stuttering, and his Majesty gave you a reward of one thousand taels! One thousand taels is enough to pay carbon and ice tributes at the Quanchu, Quanjin, and Quanzhe guild halls for a year!

Your Majesty actually exploded with gold coins! It can be seen that he is really happy, and he is also very satisfied with Li Yougong's mission.

Zhu Yijun's internal rewards, especially his rewards to the palace eunuchs. Without the eunuchs, only money can comfort him. However, preventing internal and external collusion is a top priority, so the palace eunuchs will lose an income. Zhu Yijun made up for the bribes from the outer court.

There is evil as well as good in this world. Zhu Yijun can see some beauty, so he has not completely turned into an indescribable monster.

In the memorial, Yin Zhengmao first sincerely apologized, mainly for the crime of negligence. Naturally, Zhu Yijun would not pursue it. Yin Zhengmao was not a god. He knew everything that happened under his rule. There would always be ups and downs in the development process, and only by solving the problems could he solve the problem. is the key.

Then Yin Zhengmao made a promise to provide 11 million kilograms of copper in the next year and to work even harder on the mining of copper from Wanli Seawall. This is the military order. If the Ming Emperor likes copper, then give it to him. For copper materials, Zhu Yijun and Zhu Zhu don't be impatient, focusing on the stability of the Luzon Governor's Mansion.

Then Yin Zhengmao hoped that your majesty would give him three years, and the Hongmao Fans in the Malacca Strait would be expelled completely. Zhu Yijun gave it five years. This was what was agreed before. The Hongmao Fans had occupied the Malacca Strait for sixty years. After operating for sixty years, it would be physically difficult to evict it all at once.

Autumn has gradually entered in the seventh year of Wanli. The maple leaves in the Western Mountains are already red. Further north, preparations have begun for the winter. Zhu Yijun has ordered the internal department to prepare this year's cloaks. The products produced by Huangzhuang must be high-quality. In fact, the big cloaks and ear warmers that were previously rewarded They are all still usable, but the annual reward has become a routine, and the worsted woolen business has collapsed. The price of this worsted woolen has fallen, and it doesn't cost much, so it is considered a kind of preferential treatment.

"Your Majesty, it's almost sunset, and Dazai Wan is requesting an audience outside the palace." Feng Bao whispered to Xiaohuangmen a few times and asked in confusion.

"Xuan."

Wan Shihe walked in, bowed his head and sat down, then said: "Your Majesty, the wind power of the ship tickets has passed, but the number of the ship tickets is still far from enough. Now Yanxing Tower cannot receive many. The transaction tax of two taels of silver, how about we pay more?”

Taking advantage of Zheshe households' pursuit of ship tickets, they cut a wave of leeks.

Wan Shihe had received the ship ticket before. Some people said that the Emperor of Ming Dynasty did not keep the ship in China when he sold it to the Moguls and Taixi. He preferred to be a friendly country rather than a domestic slave. Wan Shihe took care of this situation. In terms of public opinion, Wan Shihe did not stop there, but continued to stir up public opinion. The main discussion was about the essential differences between ship tickets and worsted woolen business.

After several wars of words, Wan Shihe really came up with something. Ships are production tools, but worsted woolen cloth is not. This essential difference leads to different profit directions. After understanding this, After the issue, the ship ticket business became more prosperous, and Zheshe households became more enthusiastic.

There is a conflict between the production capacity of the Daming Shipyard and the strong demand for ship tickets from Zheshe households.

"Or do you want me to get futures ship tickets?" Zhu Yijun thought for a while.

Wan Shihe said nothing and expressed his acquiescence. This was his purpose. He had many reasons, but His Majesty knew these reasons. There is no need to go into details. He just came to test His Majesty's tone.

"No." Zhu Yijun said very clearly: "This hole cannot be opened. To put it bluntly, if I smash this cornucopia in the future, this is one of my methods. I must leave some means to flip the table."

"Your Majesty is wise." Wan Shihe thought for a while and did not insist more stubbornly. In fact, Zhe Shehu who requested Your Majesty to buy futures ship tickets was also afraid that His Majesty would smash the market. However, His Majesty always regarded turning the table as a way to use it when conflicts are irreconcilable. No matter how much Wan Shihe said, it would be useless.

Wan Shihe is an imperialist, and he is the kind of imperialist who can only go to the dark side. He is not here to test. In fact, this matter is good for His Majesty. It will bring in profits. Your Majesty can use futures, ships, and tickets to ruthlessly A wave of leeks is harvested from the ground, but His Majesty has a tender heart and refuses to harvest this crop of leeks.

This has always been a characteristic of His Majesty, and he is able to make a sustainable contribution to the economy.

For example, take good care of the health of Zhang Juzheng, Tan Lun, Ling Yunyi, Yin Zhengmao and others, and then let them continue to shine for Ming Dynasty.

"Wan Dazai, I have an interesting story here. The luxurious households in Guangdong and Guangxi asked Ling Butang to return to Guangdong and Guangxi!" Zhu Yijun talked about the interesting story he heard today.

Wan Shihe turned his head to look at His Majesty with a dull look, his eyes slowly widened, and after thinking for a while, he only said one word: "Huh?"

This world is so crazy that Wan Shihe cannot understand it at all. Are the households in Guangdong and Guangxi crazy? Do you dare to invite Ling Yunyi, a big killer, back?

When Wan Shihe learned the whole story, he had no choice but to realize that the demands of the households in Guangdong and Guangxi could be summed up very simply: let me die happily!

The old man of the Denshiraishi clan put his life into practice, and it was so frustrating.

"When Wang Jiaping was in Beijing, he was honest. When he got there, he was extremely ruthless." Wan Shihe curled his lips. Wang Jiaping didn't do too much at all. This was his style of doing things. He just suffered a lot for Guangdong and Guangxi. The luxury households.

Wan Shihe sighed, leaned forward and whispered: "Your Majesty, that daughter-in-law of Legas has run away."

"I originally advised that woman in Legashi not to marry her with a child. It was obviously a trick to trick him. Sure enough, she ran away. Didn't the woman give birth to a son for him? Did the son run away?" Zhu Yijun heard this , knowing why Wan Shihe entered the palace at dusk, obviously Wan Shihe just knew about this.

When Legaz married Anna Medina Sidonia, Zhu Yijun persuaded him once because Legaz betrayed his god and violated his promise to serve the Lord for life without marriage, and needed the emperor's support. Bless.

It would be fine if Anna was just married, with two children, a son and a daughter. Her daughter died on the ship and she still had a child. Isn't this a big grievance against Legas? That bitch Dorgon was so strong, but in the end he was tricked by the orphans and widowers, and his grave was dug up by Shunzhi after his death.

"No, the child born to Ligasi is still at his home, alas." Wan Shihe said helplessly: "Ligasi is one of the general managers of our Royal Academy of Gakushu. He has been restless recently and refused to ask. , it was Chen Xuexue who went to his house and asked about it."

"Your Majesty, how should we deal with this matter?"

During the diplomatic period, Legaz was special. He was the special envoy of Taisei, and he had the power to mobilize the power of Spain in the Far East. Although it was only in name, he also held an official position in the Ming Dynasty. He worked with Gao Qiyu in the Imperial Academy to translate Taisei's books.

This kind of thing happened in this family, and Ligasi was embarrassed to say that it took so long for it to break out.

"This woman is so cruel. The son born in Taixi is a son, but the son born in Daming is not a son? He gave up when he said it, and so did Legas. If he had said it earlier, I could still send Ti Riding to capture them, they are now in the Pacific Ocean, how can I capture them?" Zhu Yijun thought for a while and said: "Last time, Felipe II sent seven red-haired beauties, and he sent three to Legas."

"The best way to end a tragedy is to start it again."

If Legas had said it earlier, it would have been easier to solve the problem without saying a word, wouldn't he have had to suffer the consequences?

"The son Taixi gave birth to has a title that can be inherited, so he left. The person who is leaving cannot be kept no matter what." Wan Shihe said with a frown: "The captain this time is Marcus, not Antonio. , without Antonio’s great prestige, can Marcus really suppress those crew members?”

Wan Shihe was not optimistic about Anna's return to the West this time. He was compiling the overseas chronicles. The crew members were at sea. When they saw the leader, they all felt that they were pretty. Antonio restrained the crew members before, but Marcus was not as prominent as Antonio. The crew members It's nothing unusual to do something, and then throw it into the sea and be quiet.

"Your Majesty, the "Chronicles of the Mankara Kingdom" have been repaired." Wan Shihe took out the scroll, which contained the annals of the Mankara Kingdom. The Mankara Kingdom was actually destroyed, and the Ming Dynasty would not cause trouble for itself. The descendants of Prince Mangara were canonized again.

This is the final conclusion. Wan Shihe Xiu Waiwai Fan Guozhi Shu is defining history, and defining history is defining the present.

No matter how we discuss it in the future, the Old Port and the Strait of Malacca are the inherent territories of the Ming Dynasty and are sacred and inviolable. Even if they have not been recaptured yet, even if they are actually occupied by the Hongmao Fan.

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