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Chapter 833

Most of the Westerners who first came out to the world's colonial trade were pirates, criminals, and bankrupt businessmen. In short, they couldn't survive. As long as there was a trace of life, no one would want to fight for their lives with their heads!

Although Spain first established a colonial empire, it was also the least enterprising. Their main energy was to dig gold and silver mines in the Americas to make quick money. Luzon was just their trade transfer station. Because it was close to the Ming Dynasty, it could exchange silk, tea, porcelain and other scarce supplies, which attracted a large number of people.

It is said that it is a large number, but it will not exceed 10,000 people, and only a few thousand soldiers. To be ironic, in the early days, Western countries were scrambling to capture land all over the world, and many colonial strongholds only had a few hundred people, which occupied a large territory that could match the Ming Dynasty.

It makes people feel bleeding when thinking about it!

Xi Muyun reported that he won the first game. He wrote about fighting bravely and fearlessness. Tang Yi didn't even believe a word. Xi Muyun abandoned the future of a great Jinshi and went overseas to operate. It took seven or eight years. Tang Yi didn't know much about how much strength he had hidden and how many means he had ambushed. The battle would definitely not be as simple as he said.

However, Tang Yi is very sure that he will be very lucky to open the door and severely hit the Spaniards, and the next battle will be easier. It can be said that half of Luzon has been put into his pocket, and he no longer has to worry that the bonds sent out will turn into waste paper. On the contrary, those aristocratic merchants will definitely invest even more wildly after they taste the sweetness of overseas expansion.

The Ming Dynasty has always been rich in the people and poor in the court. Tang Yi estimated that in the ten years of opening the sea, the net inflow of gold and silver was about 100 million taels. In the past few years, merchants tried hard to invest in workshops and expand workshops. In the past two years, demand was saturated, and no one was willing to invest. Capital flows slowed down and there were fewer opportunities. This is also one of the important reasons for the crisis in the southeast.

After taking over Luzon, the situation was completely different. The area of ​​Luzon is comparable to that of Zhejiang. If we include nearby islands, especially Mindanao, it will be about three times that of Zhejiang.

The climate conditions are superior, the soil is fertile, and the resources are abundant, and it is at the node of maritime trade.

How fat is this piece of meat and how much oil and water can it squeeze out?

Even Tang Yi dared not imagine that he should celebrate well and gather people from all walks of life in the southeast, drink happily and have fun.

The idea is very good, but Jiajing died at this moment!

The first time he heard it, Tang Yi was not sad at all, but felt relieved. The big stone in his chest was broken and the dark clouds above his head dispersed.

It felt like a small animal in the mountain suddenly heard a tiger dead, relaxed and comfortable, a clear stream flowed rapidly in the body, and all the limbs and bones, and the eight extraordinary meridians were all opened in an instant. I really had the urge to be floating in the air.

Although it is very unreasonable, that's what Tang Yi thought.

Logically speaking, Jiajing was really good to Tang Yi. He had high officials and generous salaries. He was once a master and apprentice, and the king and his ministers got along. Even if he was driven to the small station later, Jiajing did not treat Tang Yi anyway. It was just like a person who knew how to drink water and how to treat Jiajing, it was too tiring and too ungrateful to be a minister.

He always has to think about the emperor's thoughts and cater to his absurd ideas. No matter how correct the matter is, he cannot do it if he is unhappy. No matter how fucking it is, he likes it and does it happily. Every time he is like constipation and grunts, Tang Yi wants to scold his mother!

It is really difficult to make Tang Yi feel sorry for him. However, as a court official, Tang Yi still has to pretend to be a favorite minister in everyone's eyes.

After hearing this, he was struggling for a moment, and the next second he fell to the ground and cried like rain.

Jin Dan and Jiang Zhou helped Tang Yi walk out. When they went out, they grabbed a piece of white cloth on the table and covered the big red robe on their bodies.

Zhou Qinyun had an exaggerated expression on her face, be good, this official is indeed not an ordinary person. She was unfilial during her lifetime and was just talking about them!

The guests are gone, the prepared wine and food cannot be wasted!

Zhou Qinyun sat down swayingly, waved her hand, and let the music start, and tasted delicious food and wine by herself. It turns out that not being an official is also a blessing!

...

Tang Yi, who was far away in Suzhou, had nothing to do with it, but the capital was in sloppy.

Jiajing died in the Ganqing Palace on November 15th. He died a month earlier than in history. Moreover, in the last two months, due to vocal cord paralysis, Jiajing could hardly speak and had no strength in his limbs. To put it bluntly, he was just a living dead person who could breathe.

Perhaps this is also a punishment for him. In the end, he ended up like this.

One day before his death, Jiajing felt the call of heaven, and there was a place for life and a place for death. Zhengde died in the leopard room and became a laughing stock in the world. Jiajing could not learn from his cousin.

He barely squeezed out two words, "Gongfu!"

Huang Jin helped him take off his Taoist robe and put on a bright yellow dragon robe, which was so gorgeous and dazzling!

It looks so good, why didn't you notice it before?

If I could wear it for a few more years, it would be even a few months!

In more than a month, it will be the 46th year of Jiajing. I will be sixty-one years old. I want to survive the hurdle of sixty!

Jiajing was reluctant to leave, staring at the dragon robe, unable to bear to blink.

However, God's will is like a knife, and it will not change at all because of the emperor on earth.

The pace of death is constantly approaching, and Jiajing's frame returns to Danei from Xiyuan and is placed in the Ganqing Palace. That night, Emperor Jiajing Zhu Houcong died, the dragon returns to the sea, and the spirits are scattered at the ninth level, and he is 60 years old!

Since Jiajing did not have a queen, the old empress died early, and there was no one in the palace who could take charge of the matter, and all the burden fell on the chief assistant Xu Jie.

He immediately asked someone to set up the Ganqing Palace into a mourning hall, everything turned white, and he chose auspicious time to be buried. At this time, his son needed to take action.

In fact, when Jiajing returned to Danei yesterday, he summoned King Yu to bring the prince into the palace to serve. Unfortunately, before King Yu entered the palace, Jiajing fell into a coma, and there was no word between the father and son.

Prince Yu held Jiajing's head in his own hands and put his father in the coffin. For the first time in his life, he could look at Jiajing's face so close and unscrupulously.

Jiajing is not ugly, but he has taken pills for a long time, his eyes are blue and purple, his lips are sallow, and his hair on his head is lost a lot, sparse and he can see his red scalp.

It's no different from an ordinary old man, this is his own father!

A cold wind came from somewhere. King Yu was shocked and quickly put Jiajing into the coffin. He let out a secret breath.

But after a second thought, I felt that I was too timid.

He is dead, what else is there to be scary? I, uh no, it is me, I am the emperor! It is the lord of the world!

Thinking of this, Zhu Zai's waist was straighter.

If Tang Yi saw the success of Prince Yu, he would be sure to vomit blood, please, your father will die, be more dedicated, will he succeed? After all, I am still crying so badly, so you can have a few tears!

King Yu was also full of grievances. With such a father on his side, who could cry?

He was born to Concubine Du Kang. Shortly after he was born, his mother was neglected. He was neither the legitimate, nor the eldest, nor the virtuous, and Jiajing did not like it. No matter from any aspect, Zhu Zai'an was at most a prince Taiping who was scattered and waited for death.

But God was willing to do something, and the two brothers in front of him died one after another. He became the eldest son of the emperor. He thought that he would get a little care from his father, but he didn't know that Jiajing believed the prophecy of "the two dragons did not meet each other" and drove him out of the palace. He was only sixteen years old that year. Two years later, Concubine Du Kang died, and Zhu Zai'er begged to be filial to his mother. The most common thing actually caused Jiajing's rage.

He thought he was not dead yet, and his son was very unlucky in dressing up filial piety. In this way, King Yu could only bury his longing for his mother in his heart, be taciturn and submissive.

Fortunately, at this time, a generous man from the Central Plains, Gao Gong and Gao Suqing entered Qiandi's residence and became Zhu Zai's teacher. The gloomy days finally showed a glimmer of light.

But Gao Gongkong was full of talent but had nowhere to display it. He could only comfort the pitiful Zhu Zai'er spiritually, but this was already extremely precious.

After a few years, another hero stood up for him and even made trouble in the Golden Palace to fight against the arrogant little pavilion!

It was really touching. From then on, Zhu Zai'er remembered a name: Tang Yi!

In the following ten years, this name continued to appear, and his various actions made Zhu Zai'er fascinated and envious. Although he was a royal family, he was not as casual as a minister.

God helped, Tang Yi actually entered the palace and became his teacher. It felt like a fan met an idol.

Sure enough, Tang Yi did not disappoint him. Although he had not been in the Qian residence of King Yu, he was very skilled and skilled. Although there was no direct evidence, he forced Concubine Lu Jing to be buried in the sea of ​​fire and forced King Jing to be in the vassal of Anlu, and even Tang Yi's plan was inevitable.

King Yu was able to firmly hold the position of crown prince, and Tang Yi was a great achievement and no one could defeat him.

The only competitor left. In addition to not having fatherly love, Zhu Zai's situation was getting better and better day by day. Concubine Li gave birth to a son for him and had two big fat boys, and his status was as stable as Mount Tai.

In his spare time, Zhu Zai'an would ask several teachers for advice and understand the sufferings of the people. After the publication of the three books of Tang Xueshu, it aroused Zhu Zai'an's interest. He studied hard and wrote to the teachers from time to time for advice. Tang Yi was unreserved. He also summarized the actual situation and various statistical data of the people investigated over the years and gave it to Zhu Zai'an.

After studying hard, although he did not fully understand the economy, Zhu Zai'an figured out two things. The first is that the Ming Dynasty is really dangerous, and the second is that Master Tang is a beautiful person who can solve the crisis.

After crying for a long time, the ministers and eunuchs sent Zhu Zaiye to the side hall and the ministers were about to withdraw. He grabbed Gao Gong and said, "Sir, stay."

Gao Gong was also happy to show his extraordinary relationship with the new king. After showing his salute, he sat on the embroidered dragon pier.

"Your Majesty, I wonder what's wrong with your name Old Minister?"
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