Yan Song's gray hair is getting more and more.
Now he is the chief assistant of Ming Dynasty and has reached the pinnacle of life.
But as the first assistant, he was actually very tired.
The main reason is the emperor, who gets angry when he thinks about it.
Since the last big outburst, which made the ministers restrain their hands and no longer dare to oppose Jiajing's Taoism, he has become more and more unscrupulous and even started to take the so-called "elixir".
God knows what it is made of!
Now even Shao Yuanjie is dead, but the emperor has not repented yet, and actually believed the lies of his successor Tao Zhongwen, saying that he would not ascend to heaven until he did not practice enough, so he continued to practice Taoism under Tao Zhongwen's guidance.
What's wrong with the emperor? He usually seems quite smart!
And when he thought of cultivating Taoism, he thought of his ancestors again.
Yes, he has already met Yan Ling. As a person who reached the pinnacle of power in the Ming Dynasty, he was finally qualified to meet his ancestors.
I just don’t know why, but my ancestor always looks at me with an inexplicable meaning, and specifically tells me not to be corrupt and to take good care of my son?
Yan Song thought about it for a moment.
The family has always given them considerable subsidies to those who serve as officials in the court, and coupled with the ban from Chen Guogong's government, the Yan clan members are basically relatively clean. It is not that they have not been impeached, but no one has been impeached for corruption. Did it.
As for his son Shifan? Hmm... There is indeed something wrong with her, she is lustful, but as a man, this is harmless.
And he is very smart, especially this year. He is only 28 years old, but he has already passed the Gongsheng examination. He ranked fifth in the general examination and is waiting for the palace examination. Yan Song believes that he will definitely get a good ranking.
But since Zu said this, he must have calculated something, and he must strictly discipline his son.
Yan Song patted his forehead. He was getting older and had been distracted recently.
At this time, a young eunuch walked up to Yan Song:
"Master Chief Assistant, Your Majesty wants you to write a Qing Ci."
Alas, Qingci!
Yan Song nodded, dismissed the young eunuch, and then unfolded the rice paper.
I didn’t expect that all my talents would be used here.
There is no way, who can make the emperor like it.
After so many years of political career, he already knew the key rules for getting along in the Jiajing court. Anyway, he just couldn't go against the emperor.
Over the years of being in politics, he has become very slick, and the integrity of the past has been buried deep in his heart...
…
Meanwhile, Japan, Hirado Island.
At this time, near the port, irrelevant ships had been emptied. Heavily armed soldiers stood on the shore, as well as bands and people in bright costumes. It was obviously a welcoming ceremony.
A merchant ship docked slowly on the shore. Their captain stepped down from the ship and was warmly welcomed by the people on the shore.
Wang Zhi looked at everything in front of him and was filled with emotions.
Unexpectedly, he, a smuggler, could receive such a warm welcome from a local Japanese figure. But when he thought about it again, he couldn't help but smile.
Who allowed himself to smuggle strategic materials such as sulfur?
Even those Japanese princes, for these things, can only lick their faces and make friends with themselves!
He couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, and at this time, the welcoming messenger had already come up to him and led him to the residence of the daimyo Matsuura Takanobu.
The two parties quickly reached an agreement. Matsuura Takanobu would provide Wang Zhi with a piece of land as a base. In return, Wang Zhi's future trade of sulfur, muskets and other items would need to be provided to Matsuura Takanobu first.
After the deal was reached, the banquet began. As the wine was flowing, the two parties chatted more and more enthusiastically.
When the topic of business came up, Matsuura Takanobu laughed loudly:
"Wang Jun! I have to do business with you!"
"The people in the Luzon Governor's Mansion are all a group of profiteers! No, they are still a group of villains."
"Luzon Governor's Mansion? Why are they villains?" Wang Zhi blinked his eyes. Of course he knew about the Luzon Governor's Mansion, which dominated Southeast Asia, and also knew that the Governor's Mansion had a private land in Japan, where he did business with the Japanese, but What does this have to do with villains?
"The Luzon Governor's Palace occupies Yamaguchi County and Shimane County, you know, right?" Matsuura Takanobu said with red eyes. When the other party nodded, he continued:
"There is the largest silver ore in the whole of Japan, and all the daimyo around are jealous... However, it doesn't belong to them at all, it belongs to the Ouchi family!"
"A few decades ago, they came from across the ocean and occupied Shimane Prefecture. They reached an agreement with the then daimyo Masahiro Ouchi and only wanted part of Shimane Prefecture. However, the Ouchi family later discovered that that part was actually This is where the Iwami Silver Mine is located!”
"He was unwilling to accept it. Naturally, he sent troops to take it back, so a war broke out. As a result, he was defeated. Instead, all the territory was annexed by the Luzon Governor's Palace! The Ouchi family was driven out."
"Tell me, are you a villain?"
Wang Zhixin said that this is not a villain. It was you who signed the agreement with others in a daze, and then regretted it. As a result, you were defeated and pushed back. Who is to blame?
But it was obviously not the right time to say this now, so he dealt with it and said:
"The truth is not what a gentleman does!"
"Yes!" Matsuura Takanobu's voice was a little intermittent, and he was getting more and more drunk:
"The most annoying thing is that with so much money, not a single bit of it belongs to me!"
"We three daimyo formed a coalition and agreed to conquer Shimane Prefecture and share the wealth equally. However, we clearly have twice their strength, but we cannot defeat them at all!"
"Their iron cannons are so powerful, and they have big barrels, like thunder from the sky, and the rate of fire is very fast. We are no match at all! They even counterattacked into our territory. If it hadn't been for the surrounding daimyo joining forces to put pressure, I'm afraid It was my territory, and it’s gone!”
"You know why I want your sulfur and the iron cannons of the barbarians so urgently, right? It's because that war was so terrible... It was like hell. It was not a battle, it was a massacre! Tens of thousands All the warriors were wiped out in one battle!”
Speaking of this, this man, who was tall and tall and only reached Wang Zhi's chest, had a strong build and was full of pain, and his voice was choked with sobs.
Wang Zhi has a good drinking capacity and can still keep his head clear at this time. Listening to Matsuura Takanobu's words, he certainly will not feel the same way. He is thinking about something rapidly in his mind.
Of course he also had his own subordinates, but after dealing with the Japanese so many times, he clearly realized that he would never be a match for any daimyo.
The strength of the Luzon Governor's Mansion was so strong that even the three famous coalition forces found it difficult to defeat the enemy...
He was already doing half businessman and half bandit work, often robbing passing vendors. After he had just established his own territory, he felt even more heroic, as if he had cracked the earth and became a king.
The idea of robbing the Luzon caravan was also circling in his mind. After all, it was an opportunity to get rich.
But these words were like cold water in his pocket, quenching his ambition.
Can't afford to offend.
Let's continue to rob those small traders and expand our strength first...
As for what happens next...
He glanced vaguely south.
There is the Ming Dynasty.
(End of chapter)
