After Yang Zongtai returned to the government office from the dock, he went to the study without stopping.
After he had finished grinding the ink, he spread out the paper and pen. After thinking about it for a long time, he put down the pen.
"Your Majesty the Governor, a group of Rakshasa people suddenly appeared in Quanzhou Port recently. I learned from asking them that their trip was based on the royal order of their country and they want to carry out long-term trade with our country, the Ming Dynasty!"
"At that time, my Ming Dynasty will only need to regularly transport silk, tea, porcelain and other goods to them, and they will pay corresponding gold and silver in exchange. Before that, the official has ordered people to check their identities and confirm that they are correct! "
"In addition, those Rakshasa people also made a request to the superior to meet His Majesty!"
"Due to the serious nature of the matter, I dare not make a hasty decision. Currently, I have properly arranged these Rakshasa people and leave everything to the governor to decide!"
After the last word fell, Yang Zongtai put the brush in his hand back to its original position.
After that, Yang Zongtai carefully checked the content of the letter from beginning to end. After confirming that there were no errors or omissions in the content, Yang Zongtai breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately, after the ink on the letter paper dried, Yang Zongtai solemnly put it into an envelope.
After that, Yang Zongtai called his subordinates and gave instructions in a deep voice.
"Send this letter to Fujian Governor Tan Lun immediately without any delay. Do you understand?"
The subordinate who was summoned by Yang Zongtai heard this and did not dare to be negligent at all, and immediately responded in a deep voice.
"Yes, Lord Magistrate, please go ahead now!"
After the subordinate responded, he immediately turned around and left the study.
After the subordinate left, Yang Zongtai's wife opened the door and walked in. She saw her brows were slightly furrowed and her face was full of worry. She turned her eyes to Yang Zongtai and asked.
"What happened? Why were you so panicked just now?"
Yang Zongtai saw the worried look on his wife's face, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He immediately hugged his wife in his arms and spoke comforting words amidst his wife's exclamations.
"Don't worry, nothing serious happened. We just encountered some emergencies. There is a group of Rakshasa people who want to carry out long-term trade with our Ming Dynasty..."
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Two days have passed since Yang Zongtai sent the letter.
At this moment, Zhangzhou Prefecture, Fujian.
In the government office, Tan Lun was handling official duties in the study as usual.
Since Xu Jie wrote to him not long ago, asking about the inside story of transporting grain to Zhejiang.
For a long time, Xu Jie did not write another letter to Tan Lun, and Tan Lun did not find out from the court that Xu Jie had been punished for this incident.
"Humph, this Xu Jie is really lucky, he was not punished for this!"
Tan Lun sighed with emotion and immediately went to deal with the official affairs piled up on the table. However, soon, a notice issued by the court attracted his attention.
"Hey, the imperial court will soon open more information offices to sell newspapers in the capitals of the two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty!"
"It is said that this thing called a newspaper was quite popular in the capital some time ago. If my guess is correct, this should be something similar to the Dibao, right?"
"Oh, never mind. Anyway, when the court opens a press agency, I can just buy a few more copies and have a look!"
Tan Lun thought this, and immediately gathered his thoughts and began to deal with the official duties at hand again.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Seeing this situation, Tan Lun had no choice but to temporarily put the brush in his hand back to its original position and gave instructions.
"Come in!"
After the words fell, there was only a "squeak" sound, the door of the room was pushed open, and a guard walked into the study.
After entering the study, he turned his attention to Tan Lun who was sitting behind the desk and reported respectfully.
"Your Excellency, the Governor of Quanzhou, Yang Zongtai, the prefect of Quanzhou, has sent you a letter. He is currently waiting in the lobby!"
When Tan Lun heard this, a look of confusion suddenly appeared on his face, and he spoke subconsciously.
"Yang Zongtai, the prefect of Quanzhou, why did you suddenly write to me?"
"Could it be that something happened at Quanzhou Port?"
Thinking of this, Tan Lun came back to his senses and gave instructions to the guard.
"Well, I know, let him come in!"
"Yes, Lord Governor!"
After hearing the words, the guard quickly took the order and left. Not long after, under the guidance of the previous guard, the visitor successfully entered the study and met Tan Lun.
After entering the study, the visitor did not exchange too many greetings. Instead, he came straight to Tan Lun, took out the letter from his arms, leaned down, raised the envelope high above his head, and reported respectfully.
"Sir Governor, this letter is sent to you by my master!"
Upon hearing this, Tan Lun nodded and gave instructions after taking the letter from the hand of the person who came from it.
"Well, I have received the letter. You can go down and rest first!"
"Thank you, Lord Governor!"
Hearing this, the visitor's face was full of gratitude. After saluting Tan Lun respectfully, he immediately left the study under the leadership of the guards.
Soon, Tan Lun was the only one left in the room. With an uneasy mood, he opened the envelope and began to read the contents, only to see what was written above.
"My Lord Governor, a group of Rakshasa people suddenly appeared in Quanzhou Port recently. By asking them, I learned that their trip was in compliance with the royal order of their country and they want to carry out long-term trade with our country, the Ming Dynasty!"
"At that time, Ming Dynasty will only need to regularly transport silk, tea, porcelain and other goods to them, and they will pay corresponding gold and silver in exchange. Before that, the official has ordered people to check their identities and confirm that they are correct! "
"Besides, those Rakshasa people..."
After Tan Lun read through all the contents in the letter, the stone that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground, and his face was full of joy.
Immediately, he put the letter in his hand aside and muttered silently to himself.
"Huh, fortunately, it's not the problem at Quanzhou Port!"
After that, Tan Lun's mind resurfaced with the content recorded in the handwritten letter written by Yang Zongtai to himself.
"Those Rakshasa people want to carry out long-term trade with my Ming Dynasty and buy my Ming Dynasty's silk, tea, and porcelain, but the condition they proposed is to meet with His Majesty..."
In this way, Tan Lun fell into a tangle. I don't know how much time passed, but he came back to his senses, as if he had made up his mind, and said in a deep voice.
"Forget it, since Yang Zongtai has sent people to verify the identities of the Rakshasa people, it means that there is not likely to be a big problem!"
"It would be better for me to report this matter as soon as possible!"
After making up his mind, Tan Lun spread out his pen and paper, organized the words in his mind, and then started writing.
"Your Majesty, I have recently received a report from Yang Zongtai, the prefect of Quanzhou, saying that a group of Rakshasa people want to carry out long-term trade with our Ming Dynasty and purchase silk, tea, and porcelain from our Ming Dynasty. However, the conditions they proposed are not I want to meet His Majesty..."
After a long time, Tan Lun picked up his pen and wrote down the last word. After confirming that the content was correct, Tan Lun waited for a while until the ink on the letter paper dried before putting it into the envelope.
Immediately, Tan Lun summoned his subordinates and gave instructions.
"Send this letter to the cabinet immediately, do you understand?"
"As you command, Lord Governor!"
(End of chapter)
