Chapter 135: Wool and Worsted

Wang Chonggu could not avoid returning to the capital; not returning would be rebellion. The Great Ming had just achieved a great victory in Liaodong, and the young Emperor's rewards were extremely generous. Although the imperial court was poor, it had still done its best to provide the appropriate rewards. Li Chengliang became the Earl of Ningyuan, which directly brought the matter of selling armor in Liaodong to the scales. The Grand Coordinator Yang Zhao and the Assistant Regional Commander Zhao Wanze were directly convicted and sentenced to be beheaded, while the director in charge of grain, Wang Nian, because his crime was not deep, also ended up being dismissed from office.

Wang Chonggu dared not not return. He couldn't even submit a memorial to decline the grace, so he had to return.

"Yang Bo left, I left. Without Yang Bo, just relying on you, can you fight Zhang Juzheng?" Wang Chonggu had a very clear understanding of the strength of Zhang Siwei and the others. They couldn't even fight the previous Zhang Juzheng, let alone the Zhang Juzheng who had been strengthened twice.

Zhang Siwei said quite affirmatively, "Uncle returns, everything will get better."

"Better my ass!" Wang Chonggu said angrily, "I was doing just fine in Xuanfu!"

"Do you know how much effort I spent to plug the hole in the Great Wall of Xuan-Da, and to settle those 190,000 civilian laborers? I built so many fields, built so many cellars, restored so many wasteland fields, and reclaimed so many fields. Xuan-Da was full of vitality and flourishing. Do you know what I was doing before you got me back?"

"Prosper! Repair! Water! Conservancy!"

"In Xuan-Da, the imperial court simply couldn't move me. Externally, I had the mission of the Altan Khan's tribute; internally, I settled the displaced people, reclaimed wasteland, and let them live and work in peace. Why would the imperial court move me? The imperial court wanted to reclaim fields and promote sweet potatoes to save from famine, I promoted it. The imperial court wanted the border to issue physical goods as military pay, I issued physical goods. The imperial court wanted tax inspection, I paid taxes. Isn't it just the account book of six books and one account? It's not that the imperial court can't do it."

"The imperial court always needs someone to do things, right? I did it very well. If someone else does it badly, how can the Emperor and the Zhang Yuanfu promote new policies?"

"Why did you get me back? What can I do? The capital is Zhang Juzheng's turf! Can I win the Xuan-Da Viceroy's mission back to our Jin Party? Or can I replace the Grand General with Ma Fang? Or can I make the Grand Minister of Revenue be of one mind with our Jin Party?"

"Six books and one account, that is the thing done by the Grand Minister of Revenue!"

"More than enough to fail, less than enough to succeed!" Wang Chonggu flicked his sleeves and left directly, his anger rising. He had never seen such a nephew who would pit his uncle.

He was doing just fine in Xuanfu. As long as he followed the imperial court's edicts, he would not only not lose money, but also make money. Those 190,000 civilian laborers were making money for him Wang Chonggu with every shovel. While the people of Xuan-Da were making money for him, they had to sincerely and gratefully call him "Good Man Wang"!

Zhang Siwei still said somewhat unconvinced, "Isn't Wu Dui now holding the Xuan-Da Viceroy's mission? He is our person, can the Xuan-Da matter still go bad?"

Wang Chonggu looked at Zhang Siwei and said affirmatively, "It can. Forget it, I can't talk to you. I'm going to the All-Jin Hall."

"Why go to the All-Jin Hall?" Zhang Siwei was a bit dazed. When Yang Bo left, Wang Chonggu agreed to Ge Shouli being the party leader. Now Yang Bo had already gone to the ground, and Wang Chonggu still wanted to give Yang Bo this face?

"Because Ge Shouli is the party leader! The party leader!" Wang Chonggu flicked his sleeves and left directly. What is in Zhang Siwei's brain? Zhang Juzheng clearly wanted to divide the Jin Party and let the Jin Party fight internally. The more fiercely they fought, the happier Zhang Juzheng would be. As a result, Zhang Siwei was in the capital, always making trouble with Ge Shouli. Fighting back and forth, he just let Zhang Juzheng watch the joke.

"I will go with the Minister of Justice." Wan Shihe stood up and followed Wang Chonggu toward the All-Jin Hall.

The All-Jin Hall was crowded with people, completely different from the cold and clear appearance of the past. Here, there were not only Jin people, but also students from Shaanxi, Henan, Sichuan, and other places, chanting poems and composing verses, criticizing current politics, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

They were discussing whether the Yangming Heart Learning or the Contradiction Theory was better, discussing what kind of impact the imperial court's opening of the sea policy would have, discussing what kind of changes the Liaodong victory would bring to the Liaodong situation, and even discussing the decisive influence of Yin Zhengmao's decision to divide the Japanese pirates in Lu Song.

Of course, some students also put forward sharp criticisms of the promotion of Great Ming mathematics, and words like "forgetting the ancestors" all came out! But this mysterious thing like the Heavenly Origin Art, they could actually understand it.

Those few problems of Yu Menglin were even posted on the door panel and talked about with relish for a long time.

Recently, in order to oppose the promotion of "Mathematics Enlightenment," the Confucian scholars launched a whole round of activities, among which they kept submitting memorials about the definition of "Yi" (100 million) in the "Mathematics Treasure Mirror."

In the "Mathematics Treasure Mirror - Names of Large Numbers," this problem was discussed: Confucianism calls 100,000 "Yi," 10 "Yi" is "Zhao." All kinds of calculation collections say 10,000 times 10,000 is "Yi," 10,000 times 10,000 "Yi" is "Zhao." It is not detailed. If we follow the current military storage items, 100,000 is not called "Yi," but still called 100,000. If 100,000 is "Yi," then 1,000,000 is "Zhao"? It cannot be changed at will, follow the calculation experts.

The Confucian scholars wanted to define "Yi," setting 100,000 as "Yi." 100,000 is 100,000, how can it be "Yi"?

The result of the struggle was the crushing defeat of the Confucian scholars.

The Emperor directly issued an edict saying, "If the law does not prohibit it, convenience is appropriate. 10,000 times 10,000 is 'Yi,' 100,000 is 'Yi,' both can be used."

Then these Confucian scholars found that "Yi" was really not easy to use, because 100,000, 1,000,000, 10,000,000 had to be changed to "Yi," "Zhao," "Jing." Submitting a memorial: "100 million troops in Jiliao." The Grand Tan Sima looked at it and shouted that it was impossible!

Sun Quan led 100,000 troops to attack Hefei and was ridden on the face by Zhang Liao's 800 people twice. Shouldn't that Sun 100,000 change his name to Sun 100 million?

The Confucian scholars were obsessed with the ancient laws, which was a method of "lower counting" among the three methods of ten-level usage that had been abandoned since the pre-Qin period. Through the ages, the "middle counting" method has been used. No matter how loudly the Confucian scholars shout, they don't use it themselves. Isn't that nonsense?

The All-Jin Hall was completely different from the cold and clear appearance of the past.

"Minister Wang is back? Please come in." Ge Shouli also expressed his welcome to Wang Chonggu's return to the capital. Everyone had different propositions now, but it was not a complete parting of ways. After all, they were all Jin Party members, and the necessary politeness was still there.

"Isn't this coming to worship the mountain temple as soon as I return? Ge Gong is amazing. This All-Jin Hall is flourishing, completely different from the past!" Wang Chonggu admired Ge Shouli extremely. This person was not smart, but Ge Shouli had self-knowledge. He didn't change what he didn't understand, and really did what he understood. He was several times stronger than those corrupt and cheap scholars.

Ge Shouli took Wang Chonggu and sat down before opening his mouth to say, "Wang Gong returns to the capital, I have a small gift here, it is not a respect."

"Ge Gong is polite, polite. What kind of gift can you take out?" Wang Chonggu only felt that Ge Shouli was a poor scholar.

Ge Shouli took out a booklet and handed it to Wang Chonggu, smiling and saying, "Wang Gong, finish reading it before saying whether you want it or not."

"This..." Wang Chonggu glanced at this booklet and immediately realized that if this thing fell into his hands, he could make a fortune, and not just an ordinary fortune!

"This... this cannot be taken. If this is taken, the Emperor is afraid that he will pacify the rebellion tomorrow. No, no." Wang Chonggu said it was impossible, but his hands were still tightly gripping it. Then, reluctantly, he put it down and pushed the booklet to Ge Shouli.

He only knew that this was not a gift of exterminating the nine clans, but a thick gift given by the imperial court!

Ge Shouli pushed the memorial back and said, "Tomorrow Wang Gong will have a court discussion. At that time, there will be the Zhang Yuanfu's signature and the Emperor's seal. How can I talk nonsense?"

Wang Chonggu held the booklet tightly, and his heart was also mixed with five flavors. When he left, he said it was the Emperor's arbitrary decision and the Zhang Yuanfu's strategy of compromise. That was just setting up qualifications. After he went back, he also tried his best to do his own things.

As a result, when he returned to the capital, the imperial court took out a big event for him to supervise.

Wool official factory.

Nearly a thousand years ago, the Green-Clothed Arabs crossed the Strait of Gibraltar, landed on the Western continent, and occupied the entire Andalusia region. Later, they further occupied some territories in France. The current Spanish royal family originated from the Castile Plateau, which is a typical Mediterranean climate. On that plateau, they could only make a living by raising sheep.

The Andalusia region is a plain washed out by the Guadalquivir River. The Green-Clothed Arabs were not afraid of the Spaniards on the mountains rushing down, because they mastered the plains and mastered the food. In the long Reconquista movement, the Green-Clothed Arabs found that the principality they jokingly called "on the sheep's back" was becoming more and more powerful.

The high-quality wool produced on the Castile Plateau was the number one export commodity of the Castile Principality during the Reconquista movement through the Aragon Principality. Similarly, the association had great influence in the Kingdom of Spain.

And in Wang Chonggu's hands was a whole set of wool production processes.

A wool pusher is a double-layered pusher specially built for shearing sheep, with two rows of overlapping blades. When in use, the upper row of teeth moves left and right to shear the wool. And the wooden box specially prepared for the pusher needs to be oiled to prevent rust when not in use; the wool brush board can comb the wool clean and initially clean the dirt on the wool.

Collect the urine of livestock, ferment the urine, and heat it to wash the wool, removing the unique greasy and mutton smell of the wool.

Shear three times a year: shear once in early spring, once in May to June when the weather turns to summer, and once in early August. After each shearing, drive the sheep into the water to wash them clean. Before the White Dew, do not shear in August in the desert north.

The remaining spinning and weaving naturally don't need to be said; the Great Ming is especially good at this.

Wool is stiff and has a mutton smell that cannot be removed. There are wool fat, sheep sweat, sticky feces, sand, grass seeds, and other dirt on the wool. These are the reasons why wool can only be woven into felt and rarely used on fabrics. And the Emperor's method perfectly solves these problems.

"Is this a technology from abroad?" Wang Chonggu looked at the booklet and asked with some curiosity.

After all, it mentioned the history of the Red-Haired Barbarians' rise. Wang Chonggu had not been in the capital for a long time and didn't know the relationship between the Great Ming and the Red-Haired Barbarians. Could it be that the relationship had become so good?

The Red-Haired Barbarians even revealed the secret recipe for their rise to the Great Ming.

Wan Shihe said with emotion, "No, what you see, these are all dug out by the Emperor from old books. The Baoqi Office construction, the wool pusher and wool brush board, as well as the wool shearing time, are all recorded in the 'Essential Arts for the People' of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and the fourteen kinds of felt and wool dyeing materials are found in the 'Great Yuan Felt and Goods Record'."

"The Great Yuan Construction Institute under the jurisdiction of the General Administration of Various Craftsmen in the Road was specially researched for the imperial felt."

"The Minister of the Court of Ceremonial Chen Xuehui specially went to probe the Red-Haired Barbarian envoy Legazpi, and Legazpi said he didn't know. As a result, Chen Xuehui's sentence about urine fermentation and heating to remove the mutton smell shocked Legazpi so much that his chin almost fell off."

Wan Shihe felt it was fun to talk about this. Legazpi's shocked expression at that time was as if the Great Ming had already invaded Madrid. The conflict between the Red-Haired Barbarians and the British also had a large part of the reason because of the wool business.

"This..." Wang Chonggu looked at Wan Shihe with horror. The four breeding methods produced by the Emperor's Baoqi Office had already made Wang Chonggu extremely surprised, and he didn't expect there to be output!

Ge Shouli looked at Wang Chonggu and said seriously, "Buying wool from the Northern Tatars, and then cleaning and weaving wool yarn or worsted fabric—this is the method the Emperor gave Wang Gong to check and balance the Northern Tatars. The water and grass in the grassland are only so much. If you raise sheep, there is no place to raise horses. This sheep, raising and raising, began to eat people."

Ge Shouli said it very clearly.

Now Wang Chonggu has two paths in front of him. One path: try every means to follow the Great Ming to rise again, gradually eliminate the Northern Tatars' will to resist, and completely turn the Northern Tatars into counties; the second path: get used to his own path dependence and continue to be in the same boat as the Northern Tatars.

Ge Shouli said it very clearly.

Now Wang Chonggu has two paths in front of him. One path:

Ge Shouli looked at Wang Chonggu and said seriously: "Purchasing wool from the Northern Tatars and then cleaning and weaving it into woolen yarn or woolen fabrics—this is the method His Majesty has given to Lord Wang to balance the Northern Tatars. The water and grass in the grasslands are limited; if you raise sheep, there is no place to raise horses. These sheep, the more you raise them, the more they start to 'eat people'."

Ge Shouli spoke very clearly.

Now Wang Chonggu faced two paths. The first path: try every possible means to rise again with the Great Ming, gradually eliminate the Northern Tatars' will to resist, and thoroughly turn the Northern Tatars into counties and prefectures. The second path: get used to his own path dependency and continue to be birds of a feather with the Northern Tatars.

If Wang Chonggu took this ledger, that meant choosing the first path. This path was not easy to walk, and historically, it did not seem to work. Refusing to take this ledger meant resisting to the end; this path had already been walked.

If he refused to take it, he would have to ensure that the Great Ming court remained as weak as it was now.

Was there a choice? No. It looked like two paths, but in reality, there was only one.

Wang Chonggu cursed wildly that Zhang Siwei was a big fool! A big fool! If Wang Chonggu were in Xuanfu or Datong, he would not face such a choice.

"Can I go back and continue to be the Viceroy of Xuan-Da?" Wang Chonggu wanted to choose a third path: pretend not to know anything and go back to continue living his little life.

Wan Shihe smiled and said: "Since you have come, you cannot go back."

Wang Chonggu took the ledger and left the All-Jin Guild Hall, heading toward the All-Chu Guild Hall. He submitted his visiting card at the All-Chu Guild Hall and successfully entered the Wenchang Pavilion, the study of the guild hall.

Wan Shihe also accompanied Wang Chonggu to the All-Chu Guild Hall. He did not have a visiting card; he just greeted someone and walked in.

This study was different from the past; it had many more little toys, such as that telescope for looking at the sky, a strangely shaped grand master's chair, and a pile of pencils for writing on the table. These were all little inventions of the young Emperor, and every time, they were sent to the All-Chu Guild Hall in the name of being useful items gifted to the Grand Secretary.

After Wang Chonggu exchanged a few polite words, he frowned and said: "Can I go back?"

"Is the imperial court's appointment of officials a child's play? Minister Wang is joking." Zhang Juzheng said with a full smile: "Did you come from the All-Jin Guild Hall? Did Chief Censor Ge tell Minister Wang about the wool? I have troubled Minister Wang."

The clan faction led by Wang Chonggu, Zhang Siwei, and other wealthy merchants—where the gentry and merchants were one—had a rather contradictory relationship with the Northern Tatar Khan Altan. On one hand, they were very tacit partners; on the other hand, they were enemies who guarded against each other.

This trick of "sheep eating people" was insidious and vicious. It was to make Wang Chonggu weaken the Northern Tatars. It was as if the Emperor had taken a knife and made Wang Chonggu stab his own ally, and Wang Chonggu had to stab because the Emperor was pointing a musket at him. If the Northern Tatars did not die, Wang Chonggu and his clan faction would have to die.

Wang Chonggu said somewhat stubbornly: "Cloth costs less than wool sweaters and yarn, and it is more sturdy and durable. This also determines that woolen materials like yarn and wool fabrics cannot sell better than cloth. Doing this wool business—isn't this just throwing money into the water?"

Zhang Juzheng smiled and said: "Not necessarily; at worst, we can sell it to the Red-Haired Barbarians."

Well-made woolen materials were still best-selling products. In order to compete with the Red-Haired Barbarians in the woolen market, England had gone to great lengths.

"Sheep eating people" was not Ge Shouli's imagination. According to Li Yashi's confession... in the exchanges between the Great Ming and the Red-Haired Barbarians, England was carrying out the Enclosure Movement. Especially Henry VIII, who liked iron plate armor, opposed the Roman Curia's interference in England and carried out the Reformation, which led to the Enclosure Movement breaking out again. In London, with 250,000 people, there were nearly 80,000 wandering vagrants.

The Great Ming was a huge market with a population of about 100 million. With such a terrifying number, whatever was produced—as long as the price was not too outrageous—warm woolen materials would be very popular.

"Alright." Wang Chonggu could only agree. He had been brought back to the capital by Zhang Siwei, and since he could not avoid returning, he immediately fell into a passive position.

This uncle—it would be better not to have him!

Zhang Juzheng and Wang Chonggu chatted about some matters in the capital. After all, Minister Wang had not been in the capital, and many things had already changed. The more Wang Chonggu listened, the more panicked his heart became. The land surveys in the Southern Yamen, Zhejiang, Jiangxi, Fujian, and the two Guangs were progressing rapidly, exceeding everyone's expectations. The gentry had no power to resist Zhang Juzheng. Most importantly, the young Emperor was progressing rapidly, training the censors like grandsons all day long and scolding them until they were covered in blood.

The Emperor was not muddled. Under an imperial system, what was to be done?

Change the Emperor.

When Wang Chonggu left the All-Chu Guild Hall, he went to the All-Zhe Guild Hall and met with the Tan Sima, Tan Lun. They reminisced about the past and boasted to each other, ending the meeting.

The meeting between Tan Lun and Wang Chonggu could be summarized in four words: "Rebel quickly!"

If you rebel, there will be wars to fight. The imperial court is too harsh and demanding; rebel—there is nothing you cannot rebel against. Call the Northern Tatars to rebel together!

After Wang Chonggu walked out of the All-Zhe Guild Hall, his head was buzzing. The more Tan Lun clamored like this, the more afraid Wang Chonggu felt in his heart. Rebellion meant letting everyone, along with their nine generations, follow him, Wang Chonggu, to gamble with their lives.

"Minister Wan, you walk as if on flat ground in the All-Jin, All-Chu, and All-Zhe Guild Halls." On the way back, Wang Chonggu suddenly discovered that the person beside him was also not simple!

Wan Shihe went in and out of the three guild halls without even needing a visiting card, just like entering his own home.

Wan Shihe said as a matter of course: "It's not a private residence, so of course I can enter."

Why is a threshold a threshold? Even if it is not a private residence, one should not be able to enter as casually as Wan Shihe. Yet the three party leaders clearly tacitly approved of this behavior. Wan Shihe, this fence-sitter who changed his stance according to the situation, could actually be so open and aboveboard.

There was a problem, and a big one at that. This showed that the Zhang Party, the Jin Party, and the Zhe Party had reached a consensus in certain aspects, and Wan Shihe was walking on this consensus, wandering between the three guild halls.

In the storm of the "Six Ledgers and One Account," the Emperor issued an edict for Wan Shihe to go with the wind. When Wang Zhigao retired, the Emperor gave Wan Shihe another chance to run away. Since Wan Shihe did not run away himself, he was a non-partisan person, and at the same time, he was also the Zhe Party, the Chu Party, and the Jin Party.

This complex identity made Wang Chonggu feel somewhat apprehensive; the sky of the imperial court had already changed.

Damn Zhang Siwei.

Antonio, carrying a large amount of glassware, traveled south all the way to Nanjing in Yingtian Prefecture. He stood in front of a glazed pagoda at the Great Gratitude Temple, tilting his head hard to look at the tall pagoda in front of him.

The Great Gratitude Temple's First Glazed Pagoda had nine stories and eight sides, about 23 zhang, 4 chi, and 6 cun tall (about 26 stories high), with a circumference of about 67 bu (100 meters). The very top of the glazed pagoda was a treasure orb made of pure gold, with a diameter of about 1 zhang and 2 chi. Under the eaves of each story hung copper wind chimes, totaling 152 from top to bottom. Even in a light breeze, the crisp sound of the bells could be heard for several miles.

Standing under the pagoda, Antonio could not imagine how the towering glazed pagoda was built.

The entire First Glazed Pagoda, except for a central wooden pillar at the top, did not use an inch of wood. It was a tall building made entirely of glazed components of various shapes and colors joined by mortise and tenon.

The first mate, Marcus, also looked up at the tall building made entirely of glaze and muttered to himself: "We should go; it really is a perfect porcelain pagoda."

"This is a miracle, isn't it? Only gods could create such a tall pagoda without a single flaw." Antonio still did not want to leave. Standing under the pagoda, he wanted to go inside, but this pagoda was a memorial pagoda for the first Empress of the Great Ming. Without an imperial edict, how could he, a Red-Haired Barbarian, go up the pagoda?

First mate Marcus pulled Antonio and said: "We really should go; it's enough."

"This was built by 100,000 Great Ming craftsmen over 20 years. Isn't our biggest gain this time those well-made, one-of-a-kind glazed wares?"

"Gentlemen, we should leave." Gao Qiyu, who was ordered to go as an envoy to the West—the same Gao Qiyu who had produced "Shun also used this to order Yu" in the Yingtian Prefecture provincial examination and almost forced Zhang Juzheng into a position of being forced to retire—had already learned Latin. Carrying the state letter, he was heading to the Frankish Kingdom as an envoy.

This time, they were traveling on Antonio's four-masted large sailing ship.

"Alright, my painter has drawn it. Everyone in the West will marvel at it—a miracle." Antonio followed Gao Qiyu, looking back three times at every step, and headed toward Songjiang Prefecture.

The three four-masted large sailing ships had finished purchasing. The ships were loaded with silk, tea, porcelain, cotton cloth, iron pots, lacquerware, and countless other goods. These goods did not fill the ships; their silver was not enough, and they could not buy more goods.

Just before Antonio boarded the ship, he looked at the coastline with a frown and said blankly: "First mate, are those galleass warships?! Why would they appear here?!"

The galleass warship was the warship Philip II was proud of. Defeating the Ottoman navy's Invincible Armada was their greatest pride.

It would be one thing if Manila had a galleass warship—that was supervised by the Luzon Viceroy Francisco—but why did Songjiang Prefecture also have one, and it was a warship equipped with different sails!

"Yes, it might be that after the Viceroy was defeated, the Great Ming obtained the blueprints, which is why they have them," first mate Marcus said, his breathing somewhat rapid.

This was their ship design! But the people inside were completely different; it had become the shape of the Great Ming!

"Gentlemen, a five-masted ocean-crossing ship is being built in the shipyard over there. If you are interested, you can go and take a look. His Majesty has already promised the Prince that he can purchase weapons, and the five-masted ocean-crossing ship can also be sold to the Prince." Gao Qiyu guided the two people to the shipyard.

The keel of the thousand-liao large ship had already begun to be built.

The new ship could not be called a "seal ship"—that was usurpation. The new ship was called a "five-masted plywood giant ship," which also did not sound very good, so the Songjiang Shipyard named the new ship an "ocean-crossing ship," a very simple name—it could cross the ocean.

Gao Qiyu said enthusiastically: "It has two gun decks in total, a total of 300 crew members, and a total of 36 gun positions on the left and right sides. Of course, the cannons need to be paid for separately. It is equipped with 350 hammock berths; even if it is slightly overloaded, it doesn't matter. That is the gunpowder and ammunition storage room. Of course, the gunpowder also needs to be paid for separately. It also has 21 sails, sailing 600 li a day on the sea, fearless of headwinds, unimpeded."

"It can also be used as a merchant ship, but I don't recommend doing that; it's really too wasteful."

"Excluding cannons, muskets, gunpowder, etc., it costs about 150,000 taels of silver per ship. With your financial resources, there is absolutely no problem."

As if they could afford it! The ship was expensive, the firearms were expensive, the crew was expensive, and maintaining the fleet was even more expensive! If Antonio could buy 15 such warships and return to the West, he would say he was the Emperor of the entire West, and the Pope would have to kneel before him.

Clearly, this was a warship capable of long-distance ocean voyages, far more advanced than the galleass warship!

Looking at this warship, Antonio felt somewhat annoyed. It was clearly derived from their warships, yet it only had a shadow of the galleass warship left, and it looked even more formidable in combat power.

"Damn Francisco!" Antonio could not curse his new investor as a despicable thief, so he could only curse the captured Luzon Viceroy. Why didn't he die in battle!

"Captain, are those ships flying?" First mate Marcus frowned as he looked at the hydrofoil sailing ship. The water mist pulled up blocked the shape of the ship, and he could only see a white line streaking across the sea.

What a fast ship.

"Ten-grade three-use" refers to three types of carry-over. The lower-number carry-over is ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred million, trillion, quadrillion, carrying over every ten. The middle-number carry-over is ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million, ten million, hundred million, changing every ten thousand. That is the current carry-over. The Great Gratitude Temple's First Glazed Pagoda was a top-tier building in Europe; France and England successively imitated this pagoda. Begging for monthly tickets, Awoo!!!!

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