"Dad, don't worry, there is no problem with the origin of these pearls." Han Du explained.
Immediately afterwards, he told the story of what happened, which was regarded as a story for his family to listen to.
When he heard that these pearls were specially given by Mr. Zhao to thank Han Du for saving his life, Han De's expression softened.
However, Mrs. Liu couldn't help but sigh after hearing this, "The way you put it, this overseas country is not a peaceful place."
Han Du smiled and said: "Wherever there are people, there will be disputes. Where can there be any peace? And the territory of the Ming Dynasty is pretty good. After all, the power of the court is enough to suppress all people with ulterior motives. But overseas Although there are countries, the strength of these countries is far behind that of the Ming Dynasty, and they simply do not have enough power to suppress it. This has led to the competition between people overseas becoming more and more fruitless. The weak will eat the strong, Whoever is strong will be justified, and whoever is strong will have everything."
Mrs. Liu couldn't help but frown a little after hearing this. The education she received since she was a child was that of a lady. People need to be well-informed and sensible, so how can they be completely unreasonable and rely solely on their fists to speak?
I couldn't help but feel a little unhappy about what Han Du said, so I simply found an excuse to leave.
Although Han Jingyun was very interested in various overseas stories, she had no choice but to call her name when she left, so she had no choice but to leave with her mother.
"It seems that this overseas country is really a barbaric land, and everything is very barbaric." As a traditional scholar, Hande is also full of contempt for this jungle law where the jungle is the law of the jungle.
Han Du smiled and expressed his opinion, "Actually, my son thinks that this situation is extremely beneficial to the Ming Dynasty. The stronger one wins. Whoever has the bigger fist will decide. There is no one overseas who can compete with the Ming Dynasty. The power is a God-given opportunity for Ming Dynasty to enter overseas."
"You can only tell this to the emperor. What's the use of telling it to me?" Han De couldn't help but glared at Han Du.
Han Du smiled flatteringly and said apologetically: "I'm used to it, I'm used to it."
Since returning from this overseas trip, Han Du has been promoting the benefits of overseas travel to almost everyone he meets. Its purpose is to change people's old ideas about overseas places. Not only does overseas
It was a wild land, but instead it was a waterway filled with treasure and gold.
As long as the Ming Dynasty can start the great voyage first, then with the Ming Dynasty's powerful product production and manufacturing capabilities, as well as the overwhelming strength of the Ming Navy, it will definitely be able to occupy a large territory in the world.
Becoming a heavenly kingdom where the sun and moon shine forever is just around the corner. The Han nation can occupy at least hundreds of years, even thousands of years of glory.
It's a pity that Han De didn't know what Han Du was thinking. Returning to the matter at hand, he couldn't help but ask: "Now that you have been dismissed from office, what are you going to do?"
Looking at his father's hopeful eyes, Han Du smiled and shook his head.
"I'm not going to do anything." Seeing his father's puzzled look, Han Du had no choice but to explain: "To tell you the truth, I have been busy running around for more than a year and have never had a good rest. Your Majesty, it's mine. Officer, it actually suits my needs and just gives me a good rest."
"I'm going to take a rest now and get a good night's sleep." Han Du stood up with a smile, "Sleep until the sun reaches three o'clock in the sky, until the flowers are in full bloom and the moon is full, and until the clouds clear and the sky is visible."
"You just want to sleep?" Hande couldn't help but have black lines on his head. He originally thought that Han Du would be thinking about walking around since he was dismissed from office, but he didn't expect that Han Du was going to sleep.
"Of course, sleeping is the best way to rest." Being an official in Hongwu years was really boring. Not to mention the salary, there was no time for rest. There are 465 days in a year, so we can only take a break on Lao Zhu’s birthday, Chinese New Year and the winter solstice.
This made Han Du, who was accustomed to working nine to five, weekends and statutory holidays, feel extremely uncomfortable. If it weren't for his own life, he wouldn't work so hard for Lao Zhu.
Han Du returned to the room and fell asleep. He was planning to ponder the idea the next day: "Who wakes up first from the big dream? I know myself in my life. I sleep well in the spring in the thatched cottage, but the sun goes late outside the window." Who would have thought that Tang He would pull him out of the bed before the sun was up.
Han Jingyun came in with a basin and looked at Han Du with a suppressed smile on his face, which made Han Du feel more embarrassed than ever before.
"Is the father-in-law too old to have insomnia and unable to sleep, so he came to see the boy so early?" Han Du was in a bad mood, and naturally he didn't have a good look towards Tang He. Even talking
He was armed with a gun and a stick, and wanted to tease him.
Tang He was so angry that he reached out to hit Han Du, but when Han Du saw this, he immediately ducked away.
Seeing this, Tang He said helplessly: "Thank you for still laughing. The emperor has dismissed you from office. Do you know what this means?"
"It means that I can finally sleep peacefully. Ha~" Han Du said and yawned.
Tang He became angry when he saw Han Du yawning profusely, "You really don't care about being dismissed from office?"
"What do I care about? What are the benefits of being an official, just thinking about the salary?" Han Du said with disdain.
I, Handu, also own a mine (coal mine, 100%) at home and a box of pearls. Would I take Lao Zhu’s monthly salary of a few kilometers seriously?
"Is this a matter of salary?" Tang He couldn't help but become a little anxious, "This is because the emperor has a prejudice against you. If you don't go to the palace to apologize and are still sleeping here, do you want to piss me off to death?"
"Please, excuse me?" Han Du was a little confused and did not come back to his senses for a while.
Why did Lao Zhu remove me from my official position and still go to plead guilty?
"Of course, otherwise why do you think I came to you so early?" Tang He couldn't help but kicked Han Du, "It's just to lead you to plead guilty to the emperor. I hope the emperor can forgive me when I look at my face. You this time."
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With that said, he took a few steps outside.
Looking back, he saw Han Du still standing there in a daze, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "If you don't leave quickly, what are you waiting for?"
"Oh? Here we come." At this time, Han Du couldn't think of anything else and followed Tang He in a daze.
In the Fengtian Palace.
"Chen Tanghe, pay homage to the Emperor."
Lao Zhu didn't even raise his head, and said to himself: "Brother Xian is here? Please forgive me."
"Your Majesty, Han Du, pays homage to the Emperor."
Only then did Lao Zhu raise his head and glance at Han Du. Last night, because of Han Du's incident, he was scolded by Empress Ma. Lao Zhu naturally felt angry in his heart. He didn't dare to get angry at Queen Ma, so this evil fire could only be directed at Han Du. Who said he was a soft persimmon?
If you don't control Han Du, who can?
