Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

"Is there a big boom here?"

Ta Lu, the eldest son of the Southern Kingdom of Ryukyu Mountain, looked forward and spoke fluent Central Plains Mandarin, na Na said.

Ships, there are ships everywhere, hundreds of ships, thousands of ships, entering the port, leaving the port, magnificent, mighty, unclear number, can't come through.

There is also the towering fort in the distance, towering into the clouds, stretching endlessly, and there is no reason why people raise a sense of awe.

"What's this?" Hou Li's official from Hongyu Temple said proudly: "The three major ports in the south are much larger than here. I heard that there are no fewer than 3,000 foreign merchant ships entering the port every day."

This is the truth.

In the fifteen years since Ningwu, after the imperial court opened up sea trade, life was like a dream, one day after the other.

He was still young, but he still vaguely remembered the scene when the imperial decree was issued. Like chicken blood, waved the bank notes and swarmed into the household.

The old lucky ship of five thousand taels of silver, and the new lucky ship of eight thousand taels of silver, it is said that eight thousand ships were sold that month.

Foreigners' money is really good, and the vain money goes into the purses of the merchants like flowing water.

It is this tax payment that is painful to people, and it's three out of ten.

In this way, the merchants rushed to the sea, and the farmers flooded into the factories.

Who would have thought that in just over two decades, the land tax and Ding Shui that the peasants were almost out of breath would be gone. In order to retain the farmers who planted the land, the imperial court initiated subsidies to the farmers, one penny per dime per year.

Then, in order to build ships, all the large trees that could be used as keels in China were cut down, and the shipyard began to buy wood from the West (referring to Southeast Asia and Europe in general).

There are so many woods on the western side, big and thick, such as camphor wood, beech wood, red sandalwood, golden nanmu, huanghuali...ships and ships to the country.

When the Forbidden City was renovated, all the wood used was shipped back from the West. I heard that the sixty huge pillars in the Palace of Emperors are made of whole golden nanmu, so thick that two people can barely hold them together.

Then, the pirates came, robbed a few caravans, and killed thousands of people. The news came out, and the ruling and the opposition shook. In order to ensure the safety of merchant ships, the emperor sent navy officers to destroy the pirates, not to mention, but also in one breath near the western sea routes, or occupying no man’s land, or spending huge sums of money to purchase land from neighboring countries, and build more than ten military ports. To ensure the safety of ships passing by.

Just thinking about it, it was their turn to enter the port.

Stepping onto the flat ground, the Honghe Temple officials couldn't stop their mouths.

"This is a concrete road, and the sidewalk next to it is paved with red bricks. These are all good things developed by the Firearms Bureau. They are cheap and durable. I use them to build houses..."

Looking at the spacious driveway in front of him, Lu Mu couldn't help but exclaimed. He said, "I heard that Dayang's official roads are all paved concrete roads?"

"More than that, the court is now organizing manpower to build roads again. I heard that it is going to pave cement roads in every village."

As they were talking, a team of carriages appeared right in front of them, and from time to time someone walked over, took out a handful of money and gave it to the coachman, and then got into the carriage.

Following his Lu Mu's sight, the Honghe Temple official explained: "It was a public horse convoy. A few years ago, the imperial court sent troops to clear the north side again and hit some Lake Belgar, earning tens of thousands of dollars. A good horse. Then our emperor has circled dozens of imperial estates across the country, dedicated to raising horses and cattle. The cattle raised are distributed to farmers, and the horses raised are used to form a public horse fleet. The motorcade has a fixed route, and you can take a horse-drawn carriage and go around the city for ten large sums of money."

"Have you seen it? That is Ningwu Bank, our emperor's ticket number. I heard that in two years, the imperial court will abolish copper coins and issue treasure notes. That's okay, copper coins are heavy, but it's not okay to go out without copper coins. …"

Lu Mei followed the direction he was pointing to look at the four-story high-rise building, ignoring the calm and majestic plaque of the book, meticulous guards, and an endless stream of people... His eyes fell tightly on the glass on the wall. On the window.

That's glass. Five taels of gold are sold in Ryukyu.

"That was the porridge shed, which was built by the yamen a few years ago, but was later contracted by the wealthy businessmen in the city. They gave up the thick porridge once a day."

"That was a public toilet. Last time, there was a copper plate. There were special cleaners who were responsible for maintaining the cleanliness of the toilets. Those who were responsible for collecting the money were local widows and lonely old people. It was the Yamen who found a way out for them."

"There is an industrial park..."

From the beginning of stepping on the Dayang land, Tarumi was either in shock, or was constantly shocked. There was never a moment that made him feel that his vision was so shallow.

Until the Honghe Temple official said: "This is the capital."

Lu Mei opened the curtains, and the towering city walls were shining brightly under the sunlight. At this moment, the shock in his heart all turned into admiration for the Central Plains culture.

On the seventh day of August, Emperor Ningwu celebrated his fiftieth birthday and hosted a banquet for hundreds of civil and military officials and foreign envoys in the Palace of Emperor Ji.

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"The southern country of Mount Ryukyu offers ten catties of shark fins, a bucket of top-quality pearls, ten pairs of night pearls, and a box of snail shells..."

Ryukyu mountain southern country?

It was the Ryukyu who had been honestly in front of the Central Plains dynasty and was later destroyed by Japan and relocated to Okinawa Prefecture?

Meng Zezhi thoughtfully.

Tarumi immediately went to work and said: "Talumi, the young minister, the son of the king of Shannan, kowtows to His Majesty the Emperor of the Kingdom, long live long live long live long live long live."

"The son is flat." Meng Zezhi said: "In the past, your country used to send envoys to the DPRK. Why did the son come in person this time?"

"I would like to report to your Majesty the Emperor of the Kingdom that this visit of the junior minister has two purposes. One is to celebrate the birthday of his majesty, and the other is that King Shannan, the father of the junior minister, was unfortunately killed three months ago. The minister is the new king of Shannan."

He has a hard time talking about each other.

A hundred years ago, the originally unified Ryukyu kingdom split into three countries: Shannan, Zhongshan, and Shanbei. Among them, Zhongshan is the strongest and Shannan is the weakest.

In recent years, with the help of the Japanese Kingdom, Zhongshan Kingdom has become more powerful, which means that it will annex Shannan and Shanbei.

The former King of Shannan was killed by Zhongshan Kingdom, and Lu Mai was also desperate, so he could only hope that Dayangchao would consider him docile and help him.

"So that's the case, my son is sad." Meng Zezhi thought, this is an opportunity to intervene in the domestic affairs of Ryukyu and Japan.

"Xie Shangguo, Your Majesty." Ta Lu Mai asked cautiously: "Then, canonization?"

"I agreed." This is the first vassal state to request the canonization from the court since the establishment of the Great Yang Dynasty, which is of great significance.

He stretched out his hand to stop Wang Guangzhi's reading of the decree of rewards, and said: "I like the gift of the elder son very much. I give five hundred taels of gold, five thousand taels of silver, and five hundred pieces of silk brocade..."

With such a generous gift, he was overjoyed: "Thank you, Your Majesty, the Emperor of the Kingdom."

The envoys of the other vassal states on the side were envious. Since Dayang opened up maritime trade and cancelled the prospecting trade, they have rarely taken advantage of Dayang.

(In the investigation and cooperation trade, after the tributary missions arrived in Dayang, the imperial court not only provided carriages, horses, vegetables, etc., but also allocated rations on the way back home. The tributes brought by the missions were often multiplied by ten times or even counts. Ten times in return. The goods they bring must also be purchased at a premium of two to three times. Not only that, they can also purchase goods from Dayang and sell them back to the country. In the middle, there are five to six times the profit. So in the past, to Raising tribute is the most profitable thing.)

"Yunnan's chief envoy presents 370 jin of Pinwen Mountain, 50 jin of Dendrobium from Longling Hetou, 50 jin of Zhaotong Gastrodia...50 jin of Xuanwei ham..."

"The Huguang government envoy offers 50 catties of Anhua black tea, 50 catties of dried whitebait, and 50 altars of Shihua Daqu..."

After appreciating the birthday gifts presented by the people everywhere, Meng Zezhi couldn't help but said: "There should be no one in this world to scold me anymore!"

The ministers looked at each other. Lu Zengxiang, who was already in his old age, came out of the class and said: "It was the ministers who were confused back then. Fortunately, it is not too late."

The ministers immediately shouted: "The ministers, please long live the commander Jinwuwei, Lu Li as the queen."

They also agreed to their fate, and it was deemed that they had fulfilled Emperor Ning Wu's wish, and they were all loyal to them. In fact, Lu Li is not bad, anyhow, for so many years, he has been conscientious and has never gone wrong.

With a bang, the excited Lu Li accidentally knocked over the wine glass beside him.

People who are all fifty years old, don't toss about it...

Hearing the movement, Meng Zezhi had to swallow the words that had reached his mouth again. He smiled and said, "Okay."

In this way, Meng Zezhi completed the third wedding with his lover.

Lu Li was extremely enthusiastic that night. Meng Zezhi hummed while thinking, martial arts practitioners are good. They are all this old, and their buttocks are still so cocked.

Then, Tao An, Xiao Clan, Lu Zengxiang...all left one by one.

As for Zhao Lingwu, he died as early as seven years in Ningwu. It is too big for people to die, and Meng Zezhi buried him deeply. In any case, it cannot be denied that he has made great contributions to this country.

Only Zhao Yijing and Xing Xiaoya lingered and tortured each other.

In the thirty-two year of Ningwu, Meng Zezhi called the second son of King Cheng An (originally the first line of King Fu, and the King of Yizi was the prince of the Dayang dynasty, and the King of the two words was the prince of the county), the son of King Hui, the son of King Changwon (origin Pulse) into the six departments to observe politics.

"Even though Hui Wangsun's performance is good, but his temperament is good, he calls for quick success and quick profit, and he calls it unscrupulous. It reminds me of the Tang king back then."

Meng Zezhi looked at the record submitted by Zhijinwei: "The two sons of Cheng'an's methods are too gentle, but they can be a defensive emperor."

But what he wanted was not just a defensive emperor, otherwise how could he be worthy of the foundation he had laid hard.

"It's the Prince of Changwon, who is sharp and sharp, and he is more prettier than the errands."

It's a pity that I was used as a stepping stone without knowing it.

"Gu Muqing, the eldest daughter of King Changwon." Meng Zezhi said.

Gu Muqing fell on her knees, barely maintaining her composure: "Yes."

"These days, is it that you are behind the back to give advice to the Prince of Changwon?"

"Yes." Gu Muqing gritted his teeth and said.

"So courageous," Meng Zezhi said coldly, and with a wave of his wrist, a book fell in front of Gu Muqing.

The Zhezi was handed up by the Prince of Changwon. Looking across the first line from right to left, it reads: "Gu Muqing, a courtier, please long live."

It should be said that Gu Muqing is an inexhaustible plan, or the Prince Changwon is too stupid to actually transcribe the book she drafted without changing a word and send it to the royal case.

"The courtier convicted." Gu Muqing calmed down instead.

She was just not reconciled.

Gu Muqing's biological mother, Liu, was the maid of Changwon's Princess Qu. After Qu became pregnant, she gave Liu to the Changwon King as a concubine in order to be a solid pet.

Two years later, the Liu family died of dystocia, leaving behind a daughter, Gu Muqing. In order to show his virtuous and virtuous and virtuous, the Qu family was also worried about the master and servant relationship with the Liu family, so he took Gu Muqing to his side to raise him.

Gu Muqing has been smart since she was a child, knowing everything she learns at a point, and then set off the prince of Changwon, who is one year older than her, for nothing.

Gradually, she discovered that Qu's attitude toward her had changed. She stopped letting her touch books, and always caught her by mistakenly punishing her for copying Buddhist scriptures, and even the consumption of food and clothing with her was reduced.

Under the nanny's prompt, Gu Muqing learned how to hide clumsy, which lasted ten years.

Ten years later, she was given to her natal nephew by the Qu family.

The man is a castrate and needs a wife to cover him.

She didn't even have the qualifications to resist.

She doesn't hate the Qu family, only this unfair world.

She was betting that Emperor Ning Wu, who dared to encourage women to work in factories, abolished the chastity memorial and allowed widows to remarry, valued the ability of the successor more than gender.

"But, I like it very much." Meng Zezhi said lightly. He was not afraid that the people underneath would not fight, but that the people underneath were too stupid.

Gu Muqing's tense nerves relaxed, and she knew that she had won the bet.

"It's not that I can't give you a chance."

Gu Muqing breathed tightly.

Just listen to Meng Zezhi's understatement: "As long as you can defeat the two sons of King Hui and King Cheng'an, I will do what you want."

Gu Muqing clenched his hands into fists suddenly.

In the thirty-five years of Ningwu, Emperor Cheng'an and his second son were disgusted by Emperor Ningwu for accepting bribes from North Korea and indulging his subordinates to blackmail officials.

In the thirty-sixth year of Ningwu, King Hui, Sun Mou rebelled, was defeated and died.

In the same year, Emperor Ningwu made Gu Muqing, the eldest daughter of the king of Changyuan, as the emperor's first daughter.

In the winter of forty years in Ningwu, Lu Li died of illness, and he was named Empress Suzhuang.

In the same year, Emperor Ningwu became the emperor and daughter Gu Muqing.

In the first year of Jianwu, Emperor Ningwu Long Yu Bintian, posthumously known as Emperor Kangwuwen, added the temple name Xingzong, and was buried with Empress Suzhuang in Anling.