Chapter 334: Removing Luxury and Respecting Frugality is Truly the Key Task to Save the Times

The issue discussed by Zhang Juzheng and Zhu Yijun is a matter of route. This issue has some differences in understanding between the Great Ming Emperor and the Grand Secretary. The problem of this difference can be large or small. If it is really caught by the cheap scholars, they will constantly provoke this difference into opposition.

The opposition between the Emperor and the Grand Secretary is very dangerous for the Great Ming dynasty.

Zhu Yijun was finally persuaded by Zhang Juzheng. Perhaps Zhang Juzheng is right.

Some political ideas are very beautiful, but when they fall into practice, they are like a weasel entering a chicken coop, a mess of feathers.

Perhaps as Zhang Juzheng said, there is nothing in the world that is not private, and no one is not private. At the beginning of life, people are each private, and people are each selfish.

Zhu Yijun suddenly thought of Wang Qian. Wang Qian never looked at money when making friends, because he knew that no one was richer or more generous than him. And the Emperor is the only one who has no one above himself. He can look at all the mountains, and look at all the people of all classes below himself equally.

Zhang Juzheng's proposition has achieved a logical closed loop, because there is no one above himself, so he can look at everyone below himself equally, so the Emperor can stand in a supreme position, look at state affairs relatively fairly and justly, and then make decisions. If the Emperor is muddled, also because of the widely existing corrective power, the Great Ming's national strength will not slide downward at an excessively fast speed, extending the time of the regime, increasing the chance of getting a new wise monarch, accumulating enough foundation again, and sliding downward again.

Separating the monarch as father, monarch as country, and monarch as teacher completely seems to be more in line with the infinite truth of all things, but in this way, how can the Emperor stand in a supreme position to deal with state affairs relatively fairly and justly?

On this issue, Zhang Juzheng chose to be confused, because there is no better solution. As long as power is delegated, it will inevitably be occupied by the powerful households who possess more social resources. Excessive dispersion of power is the division of feudal lords and the chaos of vassal towns.

Zhang Juzheng's opposition to the Emperor separating the concept of monarch as father is from a practical perspective.

Zhu Yijun chose to agree with Zhang Juzheng's point of view, and the subsequent discussion was no longer so serious. The Great Ming Emperor began to pour out his bitterness, complaining about the Prince of Lu, Zhu Yiliu's studies with full of grievances.

"I, I have beaten him, scolded him, and taught him, but now Liu is still like that, neither literary nor martial, reading is sloppy, practicing martial arts is also muddled, listening to government is also muddled. I really don't know what to do." Zhu Yijun really has no good way to deal with Zhu Yiliu. He cannot keep an eye on Zhu Yiliu all the time. As long as he relaxes his supervision slightly, Zhu Yiliu can always make some noise.

Zhang Juzheng thought for a moment and said: "Your Majesty, the truth of Hu Zhi, the Circuit Censor of Guangzhou, I think is right. Only with good ability and good conduct can one reach true knowledge. If there is no good ability, there is no good conduct, and then there is no true knowledge."

"The Prince of Lu is well protected by Your Majesty. If jade is not carved, it will not become a vessel."

What could Zhang Juzheng say? Could he say that the Prince of Lu is just a kid who only knows how to enjoy himself, does not seek progress, loves ease and hates work?

So he could only say that the Prince of Lu was too well protected by the Emperor, and the Prince of Lu had not experienced any hardships, so he could not become a talent. Even if it was a compromise, Zhang Juzheng's words were still half-sentences.

The biggest problem with the Prince of Lu is that he has a biological mother, Empress Dowager Li.

Besides Zhu Yijun's affairs, Empress Dowager Li doesn't care much about things in the palace, but everything in the palace is decided by Empress Dowager Li. Zhu Yiliu has such a big Buddha covering him, and Empress Dowager Li spoils Zhu Yiliu to the point of doting. When the Emperor is not busy, he can still peck at this jade twice, but the Emperor is really busy.

A doting mother spoils her son, as it has always been.

"I didn't think he could become a pillar of talent, a towering tree, but he shouldn't be an ignorant person, right?" Zhu Yijun spread his hands.

Zhang Juzheng said with a smile: "Your Majesty, just shade him and let him cool off."

Zhu Yijun chattered for a long time, until late at night, before the Great Ming Emperor ended today's discussion.

Another spring is here, better than the smoke and willows filling the imperial capital. Amidst the fireworks and firecrackers of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, the Great Ming ushered in the New Year's Eve of the sixth year of Wanli.

Snowflakes were falling in the sky, and children lighting firecrackers were running everywhere. Amidst the sound of firecrackers, children who couldn't dodge fell into snow piles, drawing bursts of laughter, and the mother's high-pitched scolding echoed in the streets and alleys, mostly about the new pants for the New Year becoming dirty in the play. The peddlers' voices were louder than the angry mothers. The temple fair is a good time to sell things, and the peddlers' shouting is not always high, because the captains and firemen of the Wucheng Military and Horse Division are patrolling everywhere. Seeing these captains, the peddlers' voices will involuntarily lower.

"Huang family of Penglai, a noble son, fifth floor, three distinguished guests!"

Yanxing Tower was also bustling with noise and excitement. The waiters soliciting customers downstairs shouted with all their might. The wealthy merchants from the Huang family of Penglai, who could afford eunuchs and bring guards, were extremely generous every time they came to Yanxing Tower.

Zhu Yijun's appearance can only be seen by the court officials of the Great Ming every day, and Zhu Yijun, who has changed into casual clothes, even Zhang Juzheng has to confirm it, let alone others.

Every time Zhu Yijun comes to join the fun, the pressure on the secret agent Zhao Mengyou is very great. Fortunately, His Majesty likes to come to Yanxing Tower, which is his own territory, so the pressure of security will be much weaker.

"Husband, this is a brothel, right? Those warblers and swallows—Husband, don't let your eyes get dazzled. In this deep winter, wearing a layer of gauze underneath—Husband, look, that one over there has legs longer than pillars. They are all seductive foxes; aren't they afraid of freezing into old cold legs!" After Wang Yaozhuo sat down, she launched into a series of sarcastic taunts. Her tone was as if she had fallen into a vat of vinegar.

How can a husband take his wife to a brothel!

If you want to go, you go, but you bring your wife with you. It's simply too much!

"Most of them won't live to the age of old cold legs." Zhu Yijun replied calmly. It is beautiful when the flowers bloom, but when the flowers fall, they fall into the mud and are ground into dust.

These brothel women, on the day they are old and yellow, if they haven't become concubines of wealthy families, they can't find a way out.

"That's true." Wang Yaozhuo looked at the warblers and swallows outside the private room and felt a bit more sympathy. If she had been captured by the Lu clan of Shanzhou, it would be hard to say whether she would be alive or dead now.

"Husband, what are we doing here at Yanxing Tower?"

"Watching the fun." Zhu Yijun said in a low voice: "I heard that the wealthy young masters in the capital and those wealthy young masters in the West Tucheng don't play martial arts anymore, but have changed to literary fighting. Martial fighting will be caught by the Shuntian Prefecture yamen and then exiled to Yingchang, but literary fighting doesn't have so many worries."

"Literary fighting is not fighting poetry and songs, but competing for wealth and luxury."

Zhang Juzheng had specifically talked to Zhu Yijun about the wind of competing for wealth and luxury among the wealthy households in the Great Ming. The continuous increase and continuous upward concentration of social wealth inevitably caused a change in the atmosphere, from simple to luxurious, from luxurious to competing for wealth and luxury, from the competing for wealth and luxury of the wealthy households to being luxurious before being rich. And people of insight also saw these chaotic phenomena. There were many social discussions about prohibiting luxury, but this wind of public opinion could not stop the competing for wealth and luxury, eventually leading to the society's general eagerness for quick success and general moral corruption, which is the collapse of ritual and music.

Foreign goods, leather goods, silk, clothing and food, clothing and accessories, gold and jade, jewelry, ginseng medicine, theaters, pleasure boats, wine shops, tea shops, actors and prostitutes, etc., all-encompassing, all-inclusive, are all within the scope of competing for luxury.

Zhang Juzheng's words were very impolite. He said to the Great Ming Emperor:

Since the Jiajing era, the social atmosphere has been extravagant, getting worse day by day. The wind of extravagance has gradually risen. Powdered windows and green curtains, holding child slaves and setting up fragrant tea, playing silk and blowing bamboo, feasting and laughing for several days, guests must have a special table, two people per table, countless dishes and fruits, all taking rare products from far away. If the dishes and fruits are slightly cheap, they are neglected. Every table must use singing and dancing actors, and those who win are heroes.

There has never been a case where the common people are extravagant and not poor, nor has there been a case where officials are extravagant and can be clean. Sheltering corruption and not being strange, recently prosperity has exceeded the limit, and customs have been greatly corrupted. Removing luxury and respecting frugality is truly the key task to save the times.

But if the ministers don't do it, how can they set an example for the hundred officials? If the capital doesn't do it, how can it be the world?

When Zhang Juzheng discussed the wind of competing for wealth and luxury in the Great Ming, it was to prevent His Majesty from embarking on the old path of the late Emperor's extravagance. The subtext of these words is: if Your Majesty does not practice frugality, how can you blame the ministers?

Zhang Juzheng had already eaten enough boomerangs, so he didn't care about this point.

"Competing for wealth?" Wang Yaozhuo leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the Emperor, and said with a smile: "In terms of wealth, who in the world is richer than Your Majesty?"

Zhu Yijun shook his head and said: "There are mountains beyond mountains, and heavens beyond heavens. You can't say that."

"Huang family of Puzhou, a noble son, your arrival makes the humble house shine, fifth floor, three distinguished guests!" The waiter downstairs shouted loudly again.

The noble son of the Huang family of Puzhou is naturally Wang Qian. This wealthy young master in the capital followed a long tail, scattered with more than a dozen people. Wang Qian probably couldn't call their names, but there were only three distinguished guests on the fifth floor. Wang Qian took the lead, followed by two wealthy young masters of the Jin merchants.

"Special envoy of the West Earth, Li Yashi, fifth floor, three distinguished guests!" The waiter saw Li Yashi and was also full of smiles. This Li Yashi didn't have much else, but he had a lot of silver in his pocket. Li Yashi brought his wife and son to Yanxing Tower to join in the fun.

"Sun family of Songjiang, a noble son, your arrival is an honor, fifth floor, four distinguished guests!"

"Liu family of Nantong, a noble son, your arrival is an honor, fifth floor, three distinguished guests!"

The private rooms on the fifth floor were soon filled with noble sons and the people they brought. Zhu Yijun's gaze scanned around. Among these noble people, few brought their own wives out, and the women around them were all enchanting and bright.

According to Feng Bao's introduction, Wang Qian brought a flower who was famous in the capital, Sun Jinlin, the eldest son of Sun Kehong of the Sun family of Songjiang, brought the red card of the Hai painting boat, a master who could only be seen for three or five hundred taels of silver, and the person brought by the Liu family of Nantong was a famous actor from Jiangnan who even wealthy households couldn't invite.

"How does the Great Eunuch Feng know the origins of these women?" Zhu Yijun was greatly puzzled. How did Feng Bao know these women?

"Your subject is not the Flower and Bird Envoy? That's the job I do, searching for beauties in the world, but Your Majesty is too lazy to look." Feng Bao told the truth. The job of Flower and Bird Envoy, Feng Bao really did it seriously, but it was useless. His Majesty and the Empress were extremely harmonious.

"Feng! Great! Eunuch!" Wang Yaozhuo's back teeth were almost bitten off. Finding flowers and asking for willows for His Majesty is simply a crime that deserves death!

Feng Bao twisted to one side in embarrassment. He couldn't say that the job of searching for beauties in the world was personally explained by Empress Dowager Li. Isn't this provoking the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?

This job was indeed explained by Empress Dowager Li to Feng Bao. Search for beauties in the world and stuff them into the Emperor's bed. Regardless of anything else, men or women, just give birth to a child first.

Empress Dowager Li didn't look for the Emperor and Empress to talk about this, but she also put enough pressure on the eunuchs.

Zhu Yijun patted Wang Yaozhuo's hand and said with a smile: "San Niangzi, don't be impatient. Just a group of mediocre fat and vulgar powder, how can they compare to your natural beauty?"

"If husband likes it, take them all back. Anyway, there is no shortage of these one, two, three, four, five actors, and ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand pairs of chopsticks." Wang Yaozhuo said with a full smile but without a trace of a smile.

Zhu Yijun asked happily: "San Niangzi, is this true?"

"Husband!" Wang Yaozhuo's small fist clenched immediately.

Zhu Yijun saw this, laughed three times, and shook his head: "Just joking."

He knew his own business. With his waist strength in playing the six-combination spear, he is still a bit strenuous facing one empress and two concubines. He is not a stallion in a horse farm. Zhu Yijun doesn't have the ability to have three thousand imperial concubines a day.

The Emperor originally came to Yanxing Tower to watch the fun. Since there is fun, it is naturally interesting to pull the intimate people to watch together. Bringing his wife, naturally, there were no women with long legs soliciting customers to do his business.

Mainly, the quality of the brothel women in the capital is really too poor. Not to mention Zhu Yijun, who eats fine grain, even Zhao Laoqi, who eats coarse grain, can't get his mouth down.

Wang Qian let the flower he brought stay away from him after entering the door. When he reached the private room, he let the flower leave by herself. When the flower left, she slammed the door extremely loudly.

Every table must use singing and dancing actors, and those who win are heroes. Wang Qian lost this first round, so the actors didn't win, so he couldn't be called a hero. He lost completely. There was no way. The wind in the capital now is really too big.

The human traffickers from all over the country dare not send people to the capital. If they are caught by the Wucheng Military and Horse Division, it is an indicator. If they take it to the Ministry of Justice and the Court of Judicial Review, they can go to His Majesty to claim credit.

Indeed, brothels do not violate the Great Ming Law, but the behavior of human traffickers must violate the Great Ming Law.

The Great Ming Law clearly stipulates: Anyone who sets up a strategy to lure good people and abduct and sell good people as slaves will be beaten with 100 sticks and exiled for 3,000 li; those who sell them as wives, concubines, children, and grandchildren will be beaten with 100 sticks and imprisoned for three years. Those who injure people will be strangled; those who kill people will be beheaded.

Luring, deceiving, abducting, and selling good people as slaves is 100 sticks and exile for 3,000 li.

Selling them to others as wives, concubines, children, and grandchildren is 100 sticks and imprisonment for three years, which is sending them to White Earth Mountain for three years of labor reform.

Among the human traffickers, how many don't have blood on their hands? It's hard to say about other places, but the capital is now managed very strictly.

The quality of brothel women in the capital is poor, expensive, and has a bad temper. This is a common understanding. That Wan Wenqing couldn't stand these mediocre fat and vulgar powders in the capital and simply went to the Guangzhou Shipping Department to be a supervisor. It is a clerk, with an official title, and it is an official, but only with treatment and no official status. It is this kind of up-and-down supervisor that Wan Wenqing also wants to go to.

This capital, it's better not to stay!

Zhu Yijun watched and laughed. This flower actually dared to slam the door of the second wealthy young master in the capital. Is there any law? Is there any law!

Wang Qian's father is the Minister of Justice!

Wang Qian actually couldn't do anything. Losing is losing. The capital is like this. Whoever comes will lose. He sat for a while, stood up, and started to toast room by room. Losing the first round means going to other private rooms to toast people.

Competing for wealth and luxury, losing naturally has punishment. For the wealthy households, silver is not important, face is the most important.

Wang Qian walked through seven or eight rooms and walked to the number one private room in the sky. Standing at the door, he felt a trace of something wrong. In other rooms, they were filled with obscene sounds, but the private room in front of him had an aura of killing. Before he even entered the door, Wang Qian couldn't help but shiver. He turned his head sharply and felt the source of the chill: a strong man was looking at him inadvertently.

Secret agent!

Wang Qian's wine woke up immediately. It was indeed a secret agent. Wang Qian immediately judged the other party's identity. It had nothing to do with the aura and eyes. Wang Qian simply recognized the other party and had seen him several times.

Wang Qian personally held the wine, signaled that he didn't need to follow, and walked in. After entering the door and closing it, he knelt down and said: "Paying respects to Your... Imperial Grandfather, may Imperial Grandfather be well."

"Rise. Interesting, you are not surprised at all, kneeling as soon as you enter, tsk tsk, sit down and talk." Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Qian. This person is really smart.

"Your subject hasn't even approached this private room for three feet, but I feel that my fortune has arrived. There is a rising cloud here, and there is vaguely the true dragon aura." Wang Qian sat down happily, flattering without even drafting.

"Can you also perform the Qi-gazing technique?" Zhu Yijun asked with a smile.

"No." Wang Qian said immediately: "I just saw the secret agent responsible for guarding at the door, so I knew."

Qi-gazing and prophecy are taboos, and knowing this stuff means losing your head.

Gazing at the true dragon aura of the Son of Heaven, could it be that in this world, besides His Majesty, there is someone else who has the true dragon aura of the Son of Heaven?!

"That flower has such a big temper, but little brother Wang, we can't mess around with things that violate the Great Ming Law. You also know that the Great Ming Code was compiled by the teacher." Zhu Yijun reminded Wang Qian carelessly about what can be done and what cannot be done.

If Wang Young Master holds a grudge because the flower slammed his door and wants to kill her, even if Wang Qian is capable, he will only have a dead end. But since she slammed his door, it can't be left alone. Wang Qian decided to send this flower to the woolen official factory to be a weaver.

"Eh, just do it." Zhu Yijun nodded. Wang Qian's words seem to be revenge for private interests, but in fact, it is protection. If she is sent to the official factory, this flower will definitely not have any mistakes. After all, the official factory is watched by the Emperor's secret agents, the Eastern Depot's spies, and the Censorate's censors with magnifying glasses.

Wang Qian not only promised but also gave a specific solution. This is a sign of a capable official.

"What kind of fun is this scene today? Wealthy households from all over the world have come." Zhu Yijun asked with a full smile.

Wang Qian bowed his head and said: "I dare not deceive the Imperial Grandfather. This game today really has a lot of good things. This time it is a singing and clothing meeting, which is to auction some rare treasures, foreign goods from the West, mountain goods from Liaodong, sea goods from Ryukyu and Luzon, purple pearls, all of which have thirteen or fourteen."

"Of course, there is also a batch of beauties from ten thousand nations to be sold, so there are so many people."

Beauties from ten thousand nations are all cheap status, not good people. The human traffickers of the Great Ming are also making some changes in response to the situation. Good people of the Great Ming, the Great Ming Emperor wants to manage, but beauties from ten thousand nations are always okay. According to the Great Ming Law, although these barbarians are people, they are all cheap status.

Zhu Yijun thought for a moment and said: "Grand Preceptor Wan said, these are not eunuchs, they cannot enter the four directions of the Great Ming. This business, be very careful when doing it."

The food sold by the Arabs are all eunuchs, unlike the Westerners, who go down to the field, do it themselves, produce and use it themselves, and are well-fed and clothed.

The Great Ming Law is similar. Only eunuchs are used. Buying and selling is allowed. If they are not castrated, they cannot enter the four directions of the Great Ming, which is the traditional two capitals and thirteen provinces.

The Great Ming also has its own slave-catching groups. As for whether they were caught or bought, that is overseas. Zhu Yijun's arms are very long, and even if he can reach them, he doesn't want to manage them.

If you don't toss the barbarians, you toss the common people of the Great Ming. Choosing one from the two, you can only let the wealthy households toss the barbarians.

"The wealthy young masters in the capital are determined to win, while those outsiders in the West Tucheng are here to obstruct." Wang Qian simply explained the situation in the field.

The wealthy households in the capital are like a long drought meeting a sweet rain, naturally wanting to find ways to replenish a batch of eye-catching ones. Talent is another matter. Buying a vase back is good-looking and not an eyesore.

"Go, don't let those despicable outsiders cut off the beard." Zhu Yijun waved his hand, signaling Wang Qian to leave.

The second round immediately opened the curtain. The singing and dancing actors twisted their waists and shook their hips, causing bursts of applause. This is warming up. If it is cold and clear, it naturally won't sell for a price.

The shouting soon began. All kinds of rare treasures, Zhu Yijun watched for a long time, and then realized that something was wrong, looked at Feng Bao and said: "He Yi do I feel that there are many goods from the Imperial Manor here?"

"Imperial Grandfather, our own business, the treasures in the Imperial Manor, naturally have to be sold here." Feng Bao bowed his head and said. There are indeed goods from the Imperial Manor, such as complete tiger skins, tiger bone wine soaked in imperial cellar wine, jade plaques the size of a palm, emerald green emeralds, and red corals three feet high like fire, all of which are top-grade good things only found in the Imperial Manor.

Some were picked out by the Emperor from the inner treasury to sell. Anyway, they are gathering dust in the inner treasury, so the Emperor feels familiar; others were copied from the wealthy households, too expensive, not easy to auction, such as the treasures copied from the Kong family in Yanzhou, which have not been sold out yet.

"This price, sold well." Zhu Yijun nodded with great satisfaction. These things are worthless in the inner treasury, but when taken out to sell, the price is very beautiful. In this environment and atmosphere, many things are sold at prices far exceeding their value.

The atmosphere gradually became hot, and the price was shouted higher and higher, but Zhu Yijun always felt that these wealthy young masters had reservations. On these items, they didn't fight the fire out.

Soon, a foreign woman was pulled to the stage for auction. The singer introduced that this was a Goryeo beauty who transferred from Japan. Japanese pirates not only harassed the Great Ming and Luzon, but also harassed Korea. Obviously, it was the Japanese pirates who abducted from Korea and sold them to the Great Ming merchants. After several transfers, they came to Yanxing Tower.

"1,200 silver!" In Wang Qian's room, the sound of bidding came immediately.

"1,500 silver!"

The price was skyrocketing. As for the appearance of this Goryeo beauty, Zhu Yijun could only say that she was pitiful. The background story of displacement, plus the pitiful eyes, and a very dignified face, were all so attractive.

"Is she good-looking?" Wang Yaozhuo asked in a low voice.

Zhu Yijun said very clearly: "Not good-looking, like firewood."

Wang Yaozhuo knew that the Emperor was telling the truth. The Emperor's preference was very clear. He wanted a gourd-shaped figure with thin branches and fruitful results. Wang Yaozhuo could be favored, relying entirely on strength!

The Goryeo beauty was sold for 3,500 silver. This price made Zhu Yijun's eyelids jump. It was very expensive. It was the three-year operating cost of the Quanchu Guild Hall.

The second one was a Japanese prostitute. Although the competition was fierce, the transaction price was only 78 silver.

The Goryeo beauty's industrial chain was extremely mature, built from the end of the Sui and the beginning of the Tang, and until the Wanli era, it had been a thousand years of accumulation. This is a thousand years of foundation and a thousand years of accumulation. The Goryeo beauty can be compared with the Yangzhou thin horse in all aspects. The Japanese prostitutes are all self-sold, exported to the Great Ming, the brand is not hard enough, and the market acceptance is not high.

The price fluctuates around the value, and they are all barbarian women, and the prices are different.

Barbarian women of all shapes and colors were pulled to the stage for auction. The Goryeo beauty's price was unique, the Japanese prostitute was second, the Hu beauty from the Western Regions could also sell for a price, and the pearl-picking women from Luzon and Annan had the lowest price. In this place, the highest sold for 10 silver.

"This one is a nun from the West!" The singer pulled a woman to the stage, opened the veil, and caused bursts of discussion.

Zhu Yijun blinked, confirming that he hadn't read it wrong. It was indeed a nun from the West.

"We Yanxing Tower do business, always paying attention to honesty, naturally let the old nanny look at it, it is a perfect body, coming from the red-haired barbarians from ten thousand miles away, everyone can start bidding!" The singer knocked on the small copper bell in his hand, and didn't shout hard. Things are expensive because they are rare. This perfect red-haired barbarian nun is rare in the Great Ming.

"3,000 silver!" Wang Qian didn't be polite either. The main thing is to be rich and willful.

"5,000 silver." Li Yashi's voice and his Han language were very recognizable.

Li Yashi came to participate in this kind of auction, obviously aiming at this red-haired barbarian nun, the purpose is to maintain the equal status of the Great Ming and Spain, or to maintain the qualification of Spain and the Great Ming as friendly nations.

Spain, the only empire in the world where the sun never sets, such an achievement, the Great Ming Emperor has never possessed. In Li Yashi's view, he hopes that in the diplomatic activities between Spain and the Great Ming, in his lifetime, it will not slide downward.

Such a red-haired barbarian nun being sold so openly is indeed easy to surprise friendly nations. In the context of the Great Ming, barbarians can be like a person, which is not bad. They are all monsters and ghosts. This is what Li Yashi does not want to see.

Li Yashi didn't beg the Great Ming Emperor, because he knew that His Majesty would definitely not grant it, because in the national letter sent by the Great Ming Emperor to the West, he talked about a problem, that is, the Sun City in Mexico, which has nearly a thousand Han people. These people naturally have initiative, and of course, they are also passive. The Great Ming Emperor stated that the Great Ming would pay close attention to the survival and life of these people.

So, Li Yashi brought silver. First redeem the person, and then talk about things later.

Zhu Yijun looked at the nun being auctioned, listening to the shouting prices, with a bit of playfulness in his eyes, and said to Feng Bao in a low voice: "The Great Ming court has a high moral disadvantage as a collective, but when it comes to individuals, this disadvantage shrinks. Look, the merchants of our Great Ming, for the sake of money, can even think of ways to bring back the nuns of the West to sell them."

"Your Majesty is holy." Feng Bao didn't care if he understood or not, he first patted a flattery, no problem.

High moral disadvantage is collective will, while low moral advantage is the inevitability of profit-seeking. The Great Ming court does have a high moral disadvantage, but when it acts on individuals, there is no such constraint.