General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 61 Open the Sea!Open the sea!
Hearing Yan Song's roar, Yan Shifan seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and when he entered the room, he still had a stack of ledgers and an abacus in his hand.

"Father, I know what you want to say."

Regardless of Yan Shifan's voice, Yan Song angrily reprimanded

"The money from the household department belongs to the imperial court. Take it out as soon as you say so. If something happens to his Tao family, how will it end for you?"

"Father, don't worry."

"Presumptuous, how can I not be in a hurry, if you lose money from the treasury, even if you lose your head, how much can you get back?"

"My son has already said, don't worry, do you know how big the Tao family's property is now?"

"Is this a matter of his family's property? The court, the world, Junfu..."

"Father, the money received by the Tao family outside is worth one cent per year!"

Looking at Yan Shifan's money-greedy appearance, Yan Song hated iron but not steel from the bottom of his heart.

"Evil Obstacle, Evil Obstacle..."

Yan Shifan couldn't stop fiddling with the abacus in his hand, and before Yan Song finished speaking, Yan Shifan raised the abacus in his hand.

"Father, I have calculated all the accounts that can be seen. In the entire southeast, there are now at least a million people who have to rely on the Tao family to live. It is the Xie family who have linked up so many of our families. The Tao family earns at least 40 a year. Two silver coins, what are you afraid of?"

Immediately, the hall fell into a dead silence.

Yan Song knew that going to sea earned a lot of money, but Yan Song never expected that the Tao family alone could get so much money at sea every year.

Unlike the Qianlong Dynasty, Qianlong knew the reason but covered his ears and steal the bell. For the Ming Dynasty at this time, it still stayed on the records brought back by Zheng He when he went to the West. A small Timur can be swept away, and even this Timur fell apart a hundred years ago.

Seeing his father stunned in place, a smile appeared on Yan Shifan's face.

"Father, what do you mean by a big tail? This is a big tail! Even if it is the court..."

Don't wait for Yan Shifan to finish speaking.

There was a "pop".

Yan Song raised his hand and slapped Yan Shifan hard on the face.

"You still know the court?! Do you still have the court in your eyes?"

"What time do you think it is now? Is it a troubled time in the north and south? What can the Tao family do if they have money? There are millions of soldiers in the imperial court, including Tao Shixian and his family, how many soldiers can he stand up to?! What will happen to the Xie family? Don't you know?!"

Yan Song stood up excitedly, pointed at Yan Shifan's nose and cursed angrily.

"Millions of living people look up to the Tao family, and there can only be one cloud above the people of Ming Dynasty, and that is the emperor!"

Yan Shifan, who was slapped by Yan Song, stood where he was, and didn't recover for a long time.

After a long time, Yan Shifan threw away the ledger in his hand and said with a contemptuous smile.

"Father, the accounts I mentioned are all calculated by myself. Even Tao Shixian himself doesn't know how many people the Tao family has supported. How does the court know?"

"The court doesn't know now, but it doesn't mean that the court will not know in the future. The Tao family's business is getting bigger and bigger. Do you think that all the civil and military officials in the court are fools?!"

Yan Shifan sneered and said: "Father, a profit is enough to discourage merchants from all over the world. Only when you are an official in the court can you have the courage to borrow money from the Tao family. Only when the tree is big and deep can you meet the real Haili!"

Yan Song's brows gradually furrowed, staring at the son in front of him.

"What do you want to do?"

Yan Shifan looked at Yan Song almost madly.

"He can be replaced!"

Be it Tao Shixian or Yan Shifan, they don't know what deflation is, let alone that doing so will turn Daming into a bottomless silver pit.

Out of fear of imperial power, they discovered that as long as the interest rate is high enough, it is enough to make merchants in the world daunted by this business, and they can also control the scale of going to sea in the hands of their own people so that the court will not notice them. The worthless people can only obediently follow under their wings or go to the sea and vote for Wang Zhi to do the business of beheading.

All they want is security and stability.

Of course, it is even more impossible for them to know that hundreds of years later, a foreigner named Paul Volker will use the same principle to save the life of another huge empire.

Looking at Yan Shifan's expression, it was the first time in Yan Song's life that he felt that a person would suddenly become so strange.

At this time, Yan Shifan seemed to be possessed by a cub.

Yan Song didn't know what the cub would look like in the future.

It is obviously so fragile and small in front of the court.

But the greed and hostility in Yan Shifan's eyes still made Yan Song feel chilly.

"Evil obstacle... evil obstacle!"

Half of the anger in Yan Song's heart came from anger, and the other half came from fear.

Yan Song used up all the strength in his body for these two sounds, and then he lay down on the chair and gasped heavily, a little out of breath, and said in a low voice:
"Nie Zhan, listen to me, as long as I still have breath."

"Don't even think about it!"

"Come on, lock it up and calm down!"

The two servants of the Yan family came after hearing the sound, but they couldn't help but looked at each other when they saw the father and son in the hall.

"All deaf?! I let you lock him up!"

"Master..." The two servants looked at Yan Shifan in embarrassment.

Yan Shifan didn't say any more nonsense.

"Stop talking, I'll go with you."

Yan Song slumped on the chair, looking at the direction of Yan Shifan's departure, Yan Song suddenly realized that he was really old, and his own words were almost useless in his own home.

It seems that the words of the imperial court have become less useful in the southeast.

In the night sky after Ruixue, the moonlight was exceptionally bright, and under the moonlight, Yan Song, who was terrified and angry, fell asleep.

The winter nights in the capital are so long, it seems that the night sky is trying to forcefully suppress the rising sun, but it is a pity that on the land at [-] degrees north latitude, the sun will always rise as usual.

The fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the 27th year of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty.

When the first rooster crowed in the capital, Ning Jue, who had already woken up and put on his official uniform, opened his eyes suddenly, pinned the Chaohu on his waist, and strode towards the Forbidden City.

At this time Ning Jue was extremely excited.

Rather than going back, Ning Jue also hopes that the power in his hands can deflect the history of Daming a little.

After all, this does not conflict with courting death.

"Is this the taste of power?"

Ning Jue asked softly in his heart.

As an ordinary person, Ning Jue doesn't know the answer. This is a feeling that Ning Jue has never experienced.

On the way into the palace, Ning Jue saw many people.

Everyone had anxious expressions on their faces.

During the event, Shu Ting, Yu Shi Zhou Liang, and patrol officer Chen Jiude met with Ning Jue one after another.

Ning Jue didn't notice at all that these people seemed to be deliberately avoiding his gaze.

At this moment, Ning Jue only had two words in his mind.

Open the sea!
Open the sea!
Fuck sea ban!

(End of this chapter)