Chapter 302: Reincarnation

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Han Du shook his head and replied: "They may be thinking of letting others suffer because they are taking advantage. Although doing this will not do them any good, it will be very beneficial to Ming. Then Ming can use this For this reason, the treasure-money ratio was forcibly increased to one to ten. Even if other vassal states are dissatisfied, they will not come against the Ming Dynasty, but will go towards these three vassal states."

Speaking of this, Han Du couldn't help but laugh.

Han Du didn't expect that there were such good people in this world. If there are benefits, Da Ming will enjoy them, but if there are faults, they will take the blame.

The psychology of the envoys of the Three Kingdoms is nothing more than wanting to be superior to other vassal countries in terms of the ratio of treasures and money.

Han Du has no objection to this. The more things that can benefit Ming Dynasty, the better. As for whether these three countries will be resented by other vassal countries because of this, that is not Han Du's concern.

"But, if this happens, won't the conflicts between these vassal countries increase greatly? What should we do if there is a conflict?" Lao Zhu frowned and said with a bit of worry.

Han Du smiled and said meaningfully: "Does the Emperor think that these vassal countries work together to benefit Ming Dynasty? Or do they think that they are too busy to take care of themselves and are beneficial to Ming Dynasty?"

The bottom is calm, the top is flustered.

Lao Zhu suddenly realized that it was like he was in charge of the government. If the officials below are all in harmony and have no conflicts with each other, then he, the emperor, should be worried. If you want the Ming Dynasty to be stable, even if there are no conflicts in these vassal countries, you must create conflicts for them.

After taking a look at Han Du, Lao Zhu finally said: "That's good."

On the same day, Lao Zhu personally summoned the three envoys and expressed his appreciation for their spirit of understanding the general situation and taking the overall situation into consideration. At the same time, in line with the practice of giving a sweet date with a stick, Lao Zhu generously announced that not only would all their return gifts be exchanged for new treasure banknotes, but the reward of the original two thousand banknotes would also be increased to five thousand banknotes to show their loyalty. Loyalty to Ming Dynasty.

The three envoys were overjoyed and quickly knelt down in front of the emperor and shouted long live.

It is always easy for people to feel happy when they take advantage of themselves. Didn't they think about it, Ming cut off their eight thousand guan of treasure money, and then gave them an extra 3,000 guan, making them burst into tears of gratitude?

Han Du looked on, smiling and saying nothing. Lao Zhu waved his hand and threw out a small ten thousand guan treasure note, without any expression. Lao Zhu's increase in rewards is just a means to win over people's hearts, and besides, this is still a one-time deal. Compared with what he got, this little treasure is not even a drop of money.

...

The matter of paying tribute and returning gifts was resolved, and Han Du's life returned to a bit of peace.

But the calmer Han Du is, the more ripples he makes in some places.

In a remote place, there stands a simple and magnificent hall. The appearance of the main hall is mottled, as if it has experienced the vicissitudes of time and looks very old. But the interior of the palace is extraordinarily luxurious. Although the various decorations may seem inconspicuous at first glance, but if you look closely, you will see that the vase in the corner that is as tall as a person is made of Yuan blue and white flowers.

Not to mention how a palace was built in such a place, just transporting such a large vase here would take a lot of effort and money.

A huge round table is black and purple. If you look closely, you can see that there are light colors and purple and black stripes on the inside of the table. If a knowledgeable person can gently scrape it open with a knife, he can still see the reddish-brown color inside, which is more obvious in contrast to the purple-brown color of the surface.

The entire table is made of rosewood. Just such a table would be priceless in the capital.

The thing underfoot is not a cashmere blanket worth thousands of dollars, but tapestry silk. What is Kesi? This is a kind of decorative silk fabric that highlights the warp and weft. It is a fine product among silk art products. It is often known as "one inch of silk tapestry, one inch of gold" and "the sage of weaving".

It has been one of the royal fabrics since the Song and Yuan Dynasties, but even if it was used by the royal family, it was often used to weave the clothes of emperors and queens. But here, the extremely precious tapestry was trampled underfoot.

Six people, three middle-aged men in brocade robes and three old men with gray hair, sat around the table. A consistent new treasure note was placed in the middle of the table. There was no candle lighting inside the hall, only the sunlight coming from nowhere illuminated the table. Especially the treasure note in the middle is even more dazzling.

The audible pin drop went on for a long time before someone had to speak up to break it.

"This is the new treasure banknote Zhu Yuanzhang is about to issue. Everyone has seen it, so let's talk about your opinions." The leader, Lao Zhu, whose hair was completely white, said slowly.

After the old man finished speaking, everyone present was still silent. Not only did no one say anything, but they all frowned and looked at the treasure banknotes in the middle of the table.

A fluttering treasure note was weighing on their hearts like a rock as heavy as a rock at this moment, unable to lift or move away.

Seeing that no one answered, the old man had no choice but to continue asking, "Brother Shen, you are an expert in making treasure banknotes. What do you think?"

The old man called Brother Shen had a rough look on his face and his voice was loud and clear. "Haha, how do you see it? How can a bad old man like me see it? I admire the old man. There is no part of this treasure note from the paper to the printing that the old man can understand. Just take the paper and say it. If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, If anyone told the old man what kind of paper can survive water intrusion, the old man would have slapped his face with a big mouth."

After saying that, Mr. Shen stood up and took the treasure note into his palm, and kept stroking it. His fingers were as gentle as touching his wife's delicate skin during the wedding night. His eyes never left the lines on the treasure note that were as thin as hair, the curved lines, and every arc seemed to him so graceful, so soft and strong at the same time.

After a long time, he raised his head and sighed, looking at the looks everyone was looking at, he admired and laughed at himself. "Don't underestimate the complicated patterns on this banknote," he pointed out the pattern on the banknote to everyone, "I am also a person who loves engraving, but after thinking about it now, I don't even know what kind of printing plate it is. Only then can it be so delicate and not cluttered.”

"Brother Shen, are you really that powerful?" The leader asked solemnly, twirling his beard.

The old man surnamed Shen nodded subconsciously, with a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, and said: "Old man, I have asked the craftsmen below, and none of them can do this. Some people even suspect that this printing plate is not any kind of printing plate at all. It’s wood, but something new.”