Little did Zhao Wenhua know that the Japanese pirates were preparing for another large-scale invasion.
He was in Ningbo Fuzhong at this time and bought a piece of land in the most prosperous area.
In fact, he originally planned to seize it by force, but after he found out that the land belonged to the Duke of Yue, he changed it to buying it. And the Duke of Yue learned that the land was used to build the Tanah Lot Temple for the emperor, so he also bought it. I agreed.
Yes, Zhao Wenhua’s ultimate goal in buying land is to build a sea temple to worship the God of the Sea.
He knew what Jiajing valued most. Maybe in the emperor's mind, the reason why the Japanese pirates invaded was because they lacked the idea of sacrifice to the Poseidon, and building the Poseidon Temple by himself was in line with this point.
If the emperor knew about it, he might not be able to praise him enough! He thought happily.
Tang Shunzhi, on the other hand, had no sense of these ghosts and gods. Zhao Wenhua was studying the structure of the Tanah Lot Temple in a serious manner on the land, giving full play to his duties as a minister of the Ministry of Industry, but he had already walked away.
At this time, Tang Shunzhi was wandering on the street.
Before entering Jiangsu and Zhejiang, I had already heard the name of this capital city. Now that I saw it, it was indeed extraordinary! He sighed inwardly.
This kind of prosperity has even exceeded that of ordinary provincial capitals, and is comparable to Nanjing. The faces of the people on the streets are rosy, and they are obviously living a good life.
The dusty city wall in the distance told Tang Shunzhi how complete the defense here was.
No wonder the Japanese pirates failed here.
Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden noise in front of him. Tang Shunzhi was startled and turned his head to look.
I saw a huge house in the distance, and a large group of people were crowding outside the door of the house. They didn't know what to do. Looking at the size, there were thousands of people.
Damn it, was it a fight? This occurred to him immediately.
In this era where rural values are extremely important, a small spark may cause the two sides to constantly shake people, and eventually lead to a fight. This kind of thing is not uncommon in the countryside, and it also happens from time to time in the city.
Looking at the chaotic and crowded appearance, Tang Shunzhi's head suddenly felt hot.
Now that Japanese pirates are everywhere, it is time for coastal residents to work together. How can they start internal strife?
At the same time, he was still a little dissatisfied - why were the guards in this city so slack? It hasn’t appeared yet!
But since they don't show up, then you have to stand up!
Tang Shunzhi reached out, took out the sword from his waist, and shouted:
"stop!"
"Under broad daylight, how can you and others be allowed to cause chaos in Daming Mansion City!"
His voice was loud, and it immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him, and their eyes were all directed towards the place where the voice came from.
Tang Shunzhi walked forward quickly, but the further he walked, the more wrong he found the situation.
I seem to have misunderstood something...
The thousands of people were not fighting, but squeezing into the huge house. It was just because the door was a little small, so it looked messy, and they were actually all women. They just wore hats and shorts, so From a distance, he looks like a man.
Being stared at by hundreds of people with expressions like "This guy is a fool" and "What is he yelling about?", Tang Shunzhi felt on pins and needles and extremely embarrassed.
Fortunately, those people seemed to be in a hurry for something. They looked him over and over, then went back to rushing into the huge house, saying:
"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm about to take a bite."
"It's already three quarters to one hour, and there's still a quarter of an hour to go before it's late! If you're late, your salary will be deducted!"
Tang Shunzhi blinked. He probably understood. This seemed to be... a workshop?
But it's not that he has never seen private workshops, but they usually only have dozens or hundreds of people. Looking at the scale just now, there are at least two to three thousand people! I have never seen such a big one, otherwise I wouldn’t have made such a mistake!
He was always enthusiastic about new things, and Tang Shunzhi immediately planned to find someone to ask.
Soon, he learned from some idle old people around him that this was a textile workshop, and there were at least twenty such workshops in this city. In addition to this textile workshop, there were also wine-making workshops. , pottery making... all different, all started by the Yan family.
"These workshops supply the daily needs of Ningbo Prefecture and many surrounding prefectures, and many products are sold to the south... Uh-huh." The old man spoke quickly, and then realized that he seemed to have said something that could not be said, and then Shut up quickly.
Tang Shunzhi knew that the old man must be talking about "Nanyang", but Dongnan basically understood these things tacitly, and he just pretended not to hear:
“With so many workshops, where can we find so many workers?”
The old man was also free, and showing his erudition in front of this outsider could satisfy their vanity, so he explained to Tang Shunzhi in a carefree manner:
"Our Ming Dynasty lacks everything except people!"
"If nothing else, in the past few years, although our area has been blessed by God and there have been no major disasters, natural disasters have continued in other places and refugees are everywhere!"
"Do you think there will be a shortage of people? If you give them a mouthful of food at this time, they will be able to do anything. What's more, this workshop, which gives twenty-five taels of silver a year, is better than farming! Farming depends on God's food and harvest. When it's good, they get this number easily, and the locals are jealous!"
"Let me tell you, this workshop owner has done good things! Without this workshop, I don't know how many people would starve to death."
I see... I didn’t expect that just a few years after I left Southeast, it would develop at a rapid pace! Tang Shunzhi couldn't help but sigh.
He had learned a lot of miscellaneous things and knew everything about the three religions and nine streams. When he saw these things, he suddenly felt that he was lagging behind the times.
This was his misunderstanding. In fact, except for Ningbo, other places were exactly as he imagined. It's just that because there are a large amount of goods coming in and out, the Luzon Governor's Office is out to expand the territory, and someone is secretly controlling it, the development progress is much faster than other areas.
While he was thinking about it, the old people started chatting again.
"I heard from my friend that the cloth produced here is sold in many places in the Ming Dynasty as well as outside. Where do they come from? The quality is good and the output is high. It's really strange..."
"People have acquired Hang Jin's craftsmanship a long time ago, and I heard that they recently invented a new type of spinning machine, which has increased the spinning speed by more than seven or eight times... Those small workshops are thorough There is no way to survive."
"Improved so much? This is simply a divine thing!"
"What does this mean? I heard that they are still researching a kind of grain with extremely high yield per acre, and they are about to succeed!"
"This matter is a secret, right? How do you know, Mr. Song?"
"So what if you know, you are so confident... You don't even look at whose property you are, how dare you steal it?"
Listening to the old man's conversation, Tang Shunzhi could hardly suppress his inner curiosity. He immediately walked to the workshop, wanting to go in and see what the divine object looked like.
But at the door, he was stopped by several guards.
"I am under the command of Governor Zhao." Tang Shunzhi revealed his identity. After Zhao Wenhua got the position of governor as he wished, he kept his promise and gave Tang Shunzhi an official position, which was just in time to pass the test.
There were only a few servants in front of him, so he probably wouldn't dare to embarrass himself, he thought.
However, what surprised him was that the guards still did not give way, with a hint of rejection in their smiles:
"I'm sorry, sir, I was ordered by Duke Yue to strictly prohibit others from entering. I'm offended."
The leader made a gesture of invitation and emphasized the pronunciation of the four characters "Master of the State of Yue".
Hearing this, Tang Shunzhi couldn't help but sigh.
The other party has said so. If he breaks in again, he will offend the Duke of Yue. Not to mention him, not even his boss Zhao Wenhua dares to do so.
He could only put away his curiosity and leave with regret.
When the Japanese pirates are pacified, I must come back and have a good experience. Tang Shunzhi said to himself in his heart.
He felt that this coastal family was full of secrets, and this city was not similar to other places in the Ming Dynasty.
He had a vague hunch that perhaps the method he had been pursuing throughout his life to govern the world and bring peace to the people would be found here...
(End of chapter)
