A century-old family that runs through the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 100 Offense
Southeast Asia, Luzon Island.

The two ships were crowded with merchants.

"Tsk, tsk, it's really fine silk."

"This porcelain and this painting are really exquisite. It is indeed a good product from the mainland."

They looked at the goods on display and made sounds of admiration from time to time. Many people paid for them one after another.

Several people dressed as masters were busy doing business, and a strong man in smart clothes stood behind with his arms folded, looking at the scene in front of him with a smile.

I didn't expect that the items I brought here would be so popular in Nanyang. It had only been a little over an hour since they started selling, and already more than half of them had been sold out. The price was more than three times that of the mainland. It was a huge profit.

No wonder even though the court has strictly prohibited smuggling, major families are still secretly going to sea. With so much silver, no one will be confused after seeing it.

In the heat of the moment, suddenly there was a burst of chaos behind the crowd. Several strong men squeezed through the crowd, guarding an old man in rich clothes and walked toward them.

The merchants were forced aside, and they were filled with anger. They wanted to greet the person's ancestors cordially, but when they turned around and saw the person coming, they held it back.

"It's Mr. Xu Chai."

"He's here. It seems we won't be able to get any penny from these two shipments."

There were whispers all around.

Listening to the sounds around him, countless memories flashed through the mind of the strong man, and he soon remembered the identity of this person.

Xu Chailao is the richest man in Luzon Island in South Asia. One-third of the business on this huge island belongs to him.

This is the person that the housekeeper Qian Dingzhuwan told him to pay attention to before coming here.

He narrowed his eyes, and the old man came over.

"Dare I ask my friend's name?" The old man was polite and bowed first.

"Chen Su." The strong man smiled slightly and cupped his hands. He was serious after changing his name.

"Chen's surname is from Fujian?" the old man asked curiously.

Chen Su kept smiling and had no intention of answering.

The old man didn't care and continued: "My friend, there are a lot of good things here. Isn't this a difficult transaction?"

"I'll increase the price by [-]% for everything here. I want it all!"

Chen Su was startled for a moment, then laughed loudly and clapped his hands:

"He deserves to be the richest man in Nanyang. He is indeed very courageous."

"I'll sell it all to you. I don't need the [-]%, just treat it as a friend."

The old man smiled slightly and without refusing, ordered his men to take the money and pick up the goods.

As the leader of Luzon, he is used to such interactions. The other party wants to make friends with him. If he doesn't go along with it, the other party will not be happy.

As for Chen Su, although he was still smiling on the surface, he was [-]% wary in his heart.

Xu Chai Lao.

The richest man in Luzon mentioned by the steward before.

The biggest obstacle to attacking Luzon.

He stared closely at the skinny old man, countless thoughts passing through his heart.
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"What does the Duke of Yue think of the matter of repairing books?"

In the luxurious carriage, two people were sitting opposite each other. One was broad and fat, and he was Zhu Gaochi, the eldest son of the Ming Dynasty. The other was naturally the Duke of Yue, Yan Ya.

The two of them had just come out of Zhu Di's palace.

Since he was not the prince yet, Zhu Gaochi's residence was not in the East Palace, but in the city. Zhu Gaochi invited Yan Ya to accompany him.

"Your Majesty has the ambition to rival the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, which is also very good." Yan Ya responded with a smile: "It was a book that was compiled in the prosperous times. If this book is completed according to Your Majesty's wishes, Yongle's name will be unforgettable forever."

Zhu Di came up with the idea of ​​compiling books not long ago. He wanted to compile a canon that included all ancient and modern classics.

Yongle was a very proud man. He believed that his era would definitely become a prosperous age, and in a prosperous age, there must be achievements that are enough to be sung by future generations, just like Qin Shihuang's writings and chariots running in the same track, and like Emperor Taizong's Tian Khan.

Zhu Di chose to write books.

This was also his attempt to win over civil servants. Compiling books not only showed his attitude toward literature, but the people who compiled books would also be remembered in history. This was a kind of show of goodwill. Zhu Di knew very well that he could conquer the world immediately, but he could not rule the world immediately. The last thing we have to rely on is the group of civil servants.

However, the canon also needs a person with sufficient prestige and knowledge to serve as editor-in-chief.Originally, the most suitable person in Zhu Di's mind was Yao Guangxiao, but the prime minister in black rejected Zhu Di's invitation, so he once again looked at the people in the capital and chose Yan Ya, who also had a rich family background.

It is also to appease the old nobles.

"Alas." Zhu Gaochi sighed after hearing this:

"It is naturally a good thing to compile a grand ceremony, but now is not the right time. The northern border is not at peace, and the Japanese rebellion in the southeast is becoming more and more serious. At this time, repairing the book...isn't it, isn't it..."

He did not continue speaking, but what he said next was easy to guess.

Isn't it the old story of Emperor Yang of Sui Dynasty?

Yan Ya's face was calm: "Your Majesty has only been in power for more than a year, and with the help of His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the Emperor, the Ming Dynasty is also prosperous, so there is no need for Your Highness to worry too much."

Zhu Gaochi shook his head. This was what Che Zulu was talking about. The friendship between the two parties was obviously not to the point where Yan Ya wanted to tell him everything.

He might as well change the subject and chat about some family matters.

The two were talking when they suddenly heard a commotion coming from the front.

Not long after, Zhu Gaochi's coachman gently knocked on the carriage window:
"Your Highness."

"What's the matter?" Zhu Gaochi's face was calm.

"There is a team returning to the city in front of us, blocking the way and making it impossible to walk."

Yan Ya was stunned and couldn't help but look at Zhu Gaochi with some confusion:
After all, you are also the eldest son of Emperor Yongle. Why are you so shameless here?

Although Zhu Gaochi had a good temper, such bullying also made him a little angry, especially when there were outsiders around. He lost a bit of face and couldn't help but ask with a bit of anger:

"Who is blocking my way?"

"Yes, it is His Highness the Prince of Gaoyang County. He has returned from hunting outside the city." A weak response came from the car window.

Hearing this, the carriage fell silent.

Zhu Gaochi stretched out his hand and slowly lifted the curtain hanging on the car window.

He saw his good second brother, the Prince of Gaoyang County, Zhu Gaoxu.

At this time, a long line of cavalry was passing in front of the carriage. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes, well-equipped, carrying swords and bows. They were very powerful. These were Zhu Gaoxu's soldiers.

As the team continued to move forward, a tall figure riding a tall maroon horse finally appeared in their sight.

The person who came was wearing a brocade robe, had a strong build, his hair was neatly combed on his head, his beard was flowing, and he was extremely handsome.

It was Zhu Gaoxu.

That dashing appearance was in sharp contrast to Zhu Gaochi, who was fat and disabled and could only sit in a carriage.

Zhu Gaochi's expression did not change at all, but his eyes were slightly gloomy, but he still shouted:
"Second brother!"

Zhu Gaoxu was riding on the horse and glanced at him when he heard the sound. Then he seemed to notice the ceremonial ceremony of the eldest son of the emperor. He cupped his hands with a perfunctory smile on his face, which was considered a courtesy.

This is naturally disrespectful, even if they are both princes, Zhu Gaochi is the eldest son of the emperor after all, and even the heir apparent. Even if he is a prince, he must salute when he sees him, let alone a county prince who has been demoted to another level.

It's offensive for Zhu Gaoxu to do this.

Zhu Gaochi's expression finally changed slightly, showing dissatisfaction.

Yan Ya looked past Zhu Gaoxu and saw the figure behind him, whose face was [-]% similar to his own.

It's Yan Keng.

He was also in military uniform, and Zhu Gaoxu obviously invited him when he went hunting.

Seeing his eldest brother and the emperor's eldest son together, the smile on his face froze, and he seemed a little surprised.But he was not as proud as Zhu Gaochi. He hurriedly rolled off his saddle and dismounted, and without any lack of etiquette, he paid homage to Zhu Gaochi first.

His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the Emperor, forced a smile.

Then he turned around and called: "Brother."

Yan Ya nodded in response.

He stared at his younger brother, his eyes wandering between him and Zhu Gaoxu, not knowing what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)