Chapter 511: Neither awe without might nor affection without grace; use both virtue and might to capture the heart and subdue the vio
Wang Daokun and most of the court officials were stunned by the rapid-fire questions and high-pitched praises of "wise," and only then did they realize that the Emperor wanted a Royal Ship Design Institute, especially the two words "Royal."
Wan Shihe had already grasped the Emperor's direction when His Majesty opened his mouth to ask if the silver was enough, but Wan Shihe was not the relevant party and could only hold it in. Fortunately, Wang Chonggu was also a sycophant. Doing these flattering things had no psychological burden and did not need to do any psychological construction.
The matter ended with everyone being happy. The Emperor obtained the naming rights, Songjiang Prefecture obtained a sum of silver to open a design institute, and the shipyard craftsmen obtained a reward of seventy thousand silver.
Zhu Yijun also needed a reputation. Although he always used his reputation to exchange for silver, he had to make a gesture to show his support for shipbuilding, so as to clarify the political trend, which was considered as always going all out to open the sea.
A clear political trend was very important. For those who did things below, there was no need to worry too much about the risks of political tendencies. Without this kind of risk, it was equivalent to having one less knife hanging over their necks.
The most feared thing in officialdom was that the imperial intention was unclear and one could only guess, not knowing what to do or what could be done.
Wang Chonggu's rise was after the Emperor took charge. Before that, his performance could only be considered a greedy sycophant, not a statesman. Double-peak politics was actually a very dangerous ecology. The Central Plains called it "party prohibition." Two political strongmen, whose claims in the imperial court were contrary, would trigger violent turmoil, such as the entanglement between Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng during the Longqing reign when the Longqing Emperor was hidden.
And after the Emperor was young and strong, could handle government affairs, and formed authority, Wang Chonggu and Zhang Juzheng both united under His Majesty, and they could coexist.
The situation of fighting but not breaking required a foundation. The core of authority could only be one, not two. To put it more bluntly, now, Great Ming had and only had one sky, and that was His Majesty.
The Minister of War, Zeng Shenwu, took out a memorial and said, "The southwest war, the southwest Dongyu, is actually the Diwula Regional Military Commission. It can be called a border bandit for generations. If you conquer it, it will defend itself. If it lasts long, it will be laborious and expensive. Therefore, previous generations have treated it as a beast. If it submits, accept it and do not go against it; if it rebels, abandon it and do not pursue it. Therefore, establish its chieftain to govern itself, focusing on the 'jimi' (loose rein) and not governing deeply."
"Like when the Five Streams Barbarians submitted during the reign of Emperor Zhenzong of Song, Zhenzong did not allow it."
These literary words of Zeng Shenwu should have appeared in official documents, not in court discussions. Great Ming scholar-officials did not speak in "zhi hu zhe ye" either, but mostly used common language and characters. This passage was actually a model for a manifesto. If it passed the court discussion, the manifesto against Dongyu would expand on this passage.
The content was about the attitude of previous dynasties towards the southwest Tusi.
During the reign of Emperor Zhenzong of Song, the Five Streams Barbarians had been seeking complete attachment to Northern Song, and the tribal chief Xiang Tonghan personally went to Kaifeng to lobby. But Xiang Tonghan only received a title in the end. The requests for real-land counties, setting taxes, and asking for imperial transformation were all not allowed by the Song court.
Emperor Zhenzong personally issued an edict: "The desolate land is not conquered, and it is not allowed," meaning that the place of the Five Streams Barbarians was too wild, so there was no need to set up a yamen to collect taxes, and Xiang Tonghan's request was not allowed.
Xiang Tonghan also gave up and directly offered a map, asking for the imperial transformation of the Great Song Emperor, but it could not be realized in the end. The scholar-officials of Northern Song looked down on these places.
Before Great Ming, including the Yuan Dynasty, the attitude towards the southwest Tusi was only one, that is, to establish their chieftain to govern themselves. The imperial court treated them like beasts, only using the "jimi" (loose rein). As long as they did not rush out of the mountains like wild beasts, they would not govern deeply. This created a phenomenon where these Tusi were border bandits for generations, and harassment was extremely frequent, and they fought each other continuously.
The Central Plains imperial court was also in a dilemma. If they conquered, the barbarians would occupy the dangerous places to defend. If it lasted long, it would be too expensive and too tiring for the Great Ming troops. If they did not conquer, they would frequently make trouble, often making things very embarrassed.
If they submitted, they would be titled; if they fled, they would not be pursued. This was the "jimi" (loose rein).
The turning point occurred after the establishment of Great Ming. Zhu Yuanzhang was extremely worried about the situation in the southwest and began to govern the southwest deeply, instead of letting the Tusi of generations govern. The general policy of governance was sixteen words: "Neither awe without might nor affection without grace; use both virtue and might to capture the heart and subdue the violent."
Without the deterrence of military force, the barbarians would definitely not be afraid. But without real benefits, they would not be directed by Great Ming, and the barbarians would not be attached to Great Ming. Therefore, virtue and might must be used together to influence their hearts while making them fear the violence and not dare to disobey.
But after the Yongle reign, it became "gentle to distant people."
Great Ming set up three divisions in Yunnan and let the Duke of Qian's mansion guard it for generations. For two hundred years, Great Ming's policy towards the southwest Tusi had not changed. When they were not fighting, they could talk. The Duzhang Barbarians jumped for so long, and Great Ming endured it until it could not be endured, and directly wiped them out.
Great Ming did not only use military force in the southwest. For example, Guizhou, the place with the most Tusi, had not had a break in successful candidates for the imperial examination since the Zhengtong reign. Great Ming's actual rule over the southwest was to organize the people into households, turn the completely natural economy into a small-scale peasant economy, and bring literature, education, and order to the southwest. This was the merit of promoting education.
The most intuitive embodiment was that the Duke of Qian, Mu Changzuo, trusted the raw Miao and regarded them as Great Ming people. As a result, these raw Miao took the initiative to open the door, allowing the enemy to almost fight their way to Dali, which hurt Mu Changzuo's heart. Even for the two Tusi who intended to surrender, Mu Changzuo ignored them.
That tribal chief of Longchuan, Yue Feng, and his son Yue Nangwu, almost fought to Dali. Mu Changzuo could not untie this knot in his heart.
Zhu Yijun did not give specific instructions on the front-line matters. He did not know as much about the local situation in Yunnan as the local officials, and letters took several months to arrive. Any instructions would be useless by the time they were transmitted. In terms of communication distance, Yunnan was even more remote than the Java and Jiugang Regional Military Commissions.
Regarding the Southwest War, Zhu Yijun replied: when you are short of money and grain, speak up in advance. Compared to the Great Ming Capital Battalion's expedition to Luchuan and Dongyu, this business of only paying money and grain was too cost-effective.
Zhu Yijun dealt with the memorials until late at night before stretching. The memorials did not stay in the palace overnight; the Great Ming Emperor was as diligent as ever.
"Your Majesty, an urgent report from the South Seas!" A small eunuch ran in in a flurry and handed a report to Feng Bao. Feng Bao put the report away and turned up the lime spray lamp.
Zhu Yijun opened the report. It was from the Viceroy of Jiugang, the Marquis of Yingyang, Zhang Yuanxun. Zhang Yuanxun launched a surprise attack on Dongyu, but failed to achieve success, because Zhang Yuanxun discovered that the Goa Viceroyalty and Dongyu's Mang Yingli had colluded together.
However, the King of the Mughal Empire, Akbar, made the correct choice and attacked the Goa Viceroyalty together with Great Ming. The envoy sent by Akbar to Malacca City said that the Mughal Empire hated the Red-Haired Barbarians deeply, and whoever attacked the Goa Viceroyalty, he would help.
Zhang Yuanxun failed in one strike, returned to rest, and planned to rest a little before making further plans.
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To ensure the absolute loyalty of the Old Port Governor's Office, an outlet to the sea in the southwest direction has become very necessary.
Moreover, an outlet to the sea in the southwest direction, even if it is territory under a enfeoffment system, is also beneficial to the Great Ming's competition for interests in the Western Oceans.
These regions outside Yunnan—Toungoo, Laos, and Siam—will all become buffer zones in the maritime confrontation between the Great Ming and the Westerners. This is Ceng Shengwu's reasoning.
The ancestral laws are the past; the changing maritime environment and the Westerners' progress in maritime trade are the current reality. The Great Ming and the Goa Governor's Office and the Philippine Governor's Office have already had two substantive conflicts. In the further Western Oceans, the conflict between the Great Ming and the Red-Haired Barbarians is a reality, not a future prospect.
"Before the fighting starts, everything is negotiable. Since Mang Rauli insists on provoking the Great Ming, then one cannot blame the Great Ming for being heartless," Ceng Shengwu concluded finally, saying, "Just like the Douzhang Barbarians."
Ceng Shengwu hails from the southwest and was the Governor of Military Affairs under the old General Liu Xian. He pacified the southeast and even personally led troops into battle. Pacifying the Jiusi was Ceng Shengwu's own practice. As Minister of War, Ceng Shengwu's intention to destroy Toungoo is not just empty talk.
Tan Lun actually does not like Ceng Shengwu because Ceng Shengwu is overly conservative, while Tan Lun is extremely radical.
Practice has proven that while being overly conservative and extremely radical start from different points, they actually highly converge in the handling of affairs.
"As the Grand Marshal says." Zhu Yijun had no objections. Ceng Shengwu possesses valuable local practical experience; since he has made such a judgment, it means the situation in the southwest is far less optimistic than the imperial court imagines.
"May I ask, if Mang Rauli had not provoked the Great Ming?" Wang Chonggu asked with some curiosity. If Mang Rauli had not provoked the Great Ming, would the conservative Ceng Shengwu really have taken the ancestral laws as his guiding principle and not expanded in the southwest direction? Would it just be appeasement?
Ceng Shengwu pondered for a moment and said, "The current situation is that he is provoking the Great Ming, taking the initiative to attack, and even threatening Dali with his troops."
Zhang Juzheng smiled. Ceng Shengwu avoided the question and bypassed the topic, not telling Wang Chonggu his thoughts. If Mang Rauli had not provoked them, Zhang Juzheng suspected that Ceng Shengwu would also have found an appropriate time to launch a campaign against the southwest. Looking at Ceng Shengwu's advocacy, his main goal in advocating for the establishment of commanderies and counties in Toungoo is still for the sake of Western maritime trade.
The tenth year of Wanli is a year of magnificent transformation for the Great Ming. Although that sharp-tongued fellow Lin Fucheng is always reminding the Great Ming court that there are still many problems to solve, everything is changing, and the overall trend of the Great Ming's restoration has been established.
Shi Mao Hua reported a piece of not-so-good news: the King of the Hami Kingdom, formerly the Zhang Zhang Qiwei of Guanxi, is very passive regarding the Great Ming's establishment of Gansu and the restoration of the Zhang Zhang Qiwei of Guanxi. Regarding the envoys sent, he chose to avoid meeting them. This is very bad news.
Shi Mao Hua originally intended to reorganize the Zhang Zhang Qiwei of Guanxi with the Hami Kingdom as the core, but the King of Hami did not approve of this plan. It has been many years since the Jiayu Pass was set as the boundary. When the Great Ming sent an envoy over, the King of Hami would bow his head and pay homage—is this still a king?
"What does the King of Hami mean? Looking for a beating?" Wang Chonggu said somewhat blankly, "We just took down the Ordos, and Altan Khan was beheaded and displayed to the public! How dare he? He fears Altan Khan, but does not fear our Great Ming? What is he thinking? Hami is not outside the desert! The Great Ming may not have the ability to cross the desert to fight, but isn't beating him more than enough?"
Wan Shihe said with a complex expression, "The King of Hami probably thinks that the Great Ming's victory was not honorable. When Altan Khan was young, the Great Ming did not win, but took advantage of him being old and weak to destroy him. The Great Ming can defeat the old and weak Altan Khan, but it may not necessarily be able to cross the border to threaten Hami."
"It seems he doesn't want to be called Hami; he wants to change his name to Yizhou."
Since the establishment of the Protectorate General of the Western Regions in Xishan, Hami was originally called Yiwu. In the fourth year of Zhenguan, Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, changed Yiwu to Yizhou. Ninety years later, Yizhou was captured by the Tubo.
In the first year of Hongwu, the old nobility of the Hu Yuan, the Prince of Wei Wu, guarded Hami and refused to surrender to the Great Ming. In the second year of Yongle, the Great Ming enfeoffed the King of Hami, Anke Temur, as the Prince of Zhongshun and established the Hami Guard. In the third year of Chenghua, they stopped enfeoffing kings and only enfeoffed Hami commanders, not allowing them to manage state affairs, and sent officials to appoint assistants.
It was not until the ninth year of Zhengde that the Hami Guard was annexed by Turpan. The Right Commander of the Hami Guard (Prince of Zhongshun) went through eleven generations in total, spanning 135 years. During this process of annexation, the Great Ming provided support to the Hami Guard, enfeoffing the Prince of Zhongshun three times, but they could never be propped up, and eventually, the annexation occurred.
"The current Western Regions generally believe in the Hui faith; they do not believe in Buddhism nor in Eternal Heaven." Wan Shihe spoke of the situation in the Western Regions, and the situation is very grim—they are all believers in the Hui faith. This is also the main reason why the Hami royal family refuses to obey the Great Ming's orders to rebuild the Hami Guard.
The Hami royal family has no choice either. They would actually like to rely on the Great Ming; since the twenty-fourth year of Jiajing, the Hami royal family has never stopped their tribute every three years, but they cannot fully rely on the Great Ming because those believers will not agree.
"Apart from Hami, places like the Yu Sect Pass, Guazhou, and Dunhuang should not have any problems." Ceng Shengwu introduced the situation in these places. These places do not belong to the Western Regions; they are mostly Han people, at least about eighty percent, and the number of Han people at the Yu Sect Pass is even higher, reaching ninety percent.
They have been hoping for the Imperial Army to cross the Jiayu Pass, hoping year after year, and just when they were about to despair, the Imperial Army finally came.
Even if they did not actually send troops, the fact that the imperial court could send envoys to inquire is already a great joy. For so many years, the imperial court has been indifferent to everything beyond the Jiayu Pass.
Reopening the Western Regions is inevitable, and not many people oppose it because they must hold the Ordos and hold Suiyuan.
The Grand Minister of Works, Wang Guoguang, held a memorial with an extremely complex expression and said with some difficulty, "The Governor of Suiyuan reported that in the past six months, apart from building roads, they have only done one thing: tearing down dams."
The desertification in the Suiyuan region is caused not only by dry weather but also by the construction of dams to block water. In the Ordos and on the Loess Plateau, those hereditary Otoks (a term for hereditary barbarian chieftains) love building dams to block water the most. Every clear river has a dam; they block water to irrigate their own pastures, completely disregarding the survival of those downstream.
It is a typical case of some dying of drought while others die of flooding. Whoever controls the water source controls the wealth, and these Otoks never release water. This causes the pastures downstream to constantly degrade, and the fields cannot be cultivated. Forcing the demolition of dams to release water became the first task of the Governor of Suiyuan, Pan Jixun.
Another reason for pasture degradation is overgrazing. There was not much water to begin with, and overgrazing has caused the pastures to degrade even faster to the point where they can no longer be grazed. Desertification has become increasingly serious under these natural and man-made disasters.
Pan Jixun does not have an engineering corps under his command, but the Great Ming's military garrison guards—they are all soldiers. Therefore, competing for water with the local Otoks is naturally successful. Pan Jixun's governance of the Ordos is not direct reclamation; apart from places rich in water, no rice or wheat is planted elsewhere, only pasture grass. It will take at least five to ten years or even longer to consolidate the soil and water before they can plan for planting crops.
This is not to say that there are no fields for planting rice and wheat in the Ordos. Currently, the clarified land that can be planted with rice and wheat is only about seven thousand qing, which is enough for the soldiers to use. After planting the rest with pasture grass and using sheepskin, wool, and minerals to exchange for grain and iron pots from the Great Ming's interior, they can also maintain their lives. Life can become stable instead of living by the water.
Living by the water is not a romantic or beautiful thing; it is having no fixed abode, it is having no stability in life, it is being like a stray dog that is anxious all day long. Driving carts with felt tents, chasing water and grass to live—this is poverty.
This is caused by production: unstable production sites and unstable means of production make it impossible to obtain stable output. Without stable output, there is no stability in life.
Court discussions are always so dull and boring. A matter might be discussed until the end, and everyone has no good solution, or it can only be shelved and not dealt with. The problems that can be solved are also full of difficulties, and solving one problem always leads to various new problems.
Just as the Great Ming carried out land surveys and clarified the land registers, the local government offices had official fields, but these official fields were encroached upon. These are all cycles of moving forward in practice.
The chief editor of the Guangde Bookstore, Lin Fucheng, is full of troubles in his life. Everyone dislikes him; those who think the Great Ming is very good dislike the travelogues Lin Fucheng writes, and those who think the Great Ming is not good dislike Lin Fucheng's subservience to the Great Ming court's decrees.
Lin Fucheng is caught in the middle, with everyone cursing him, but his "Leisurely Anecdotes" is indeed a hot-selling miscellaneous report in the capital. No matter how many are printed, they are all sold out.
Lin Fucheng has an invitation in his hand, inviting him to a gathering. He does not want to go, but taking people's things makes one soft-handed, and eating people's food makes one soft-mouthed. This is an invitation sent by Wang Qian, so Lin Fucheng can only go.
Lin Dashi was late again, again, and again. This time it is not his fault, because there was a traffic jam.
The Great Ming capital is becoming more and more prosperous. Although the roads are wide, there is no order in walking, and the traffic jam made Lin Dashi quite annoyed.
"Gentlemen, please forgive me for arriving a step late." Lin Fucheng apologized as soon as he entered. Since he promised to come, he should have arrived on time; it was not a drama staged to deliberately show his value by being invited three times.
Everyone stood up and exchanged polite greetings. After all, he is now Lin Dashi, and every article he writes can cause discussions in the streets and alleys of the capital.
Someone said sarcastically, "I have a dog at home. Every time it's time to eat, before I've even sat at the table, it rushes to squat under the table, wagging its tail and begging for pity."
Wang Qian was also stuck in traffic and had not yet arrived. The meaning of this person's sarcasm was that the master, Wang Qian, had not yet arrived, and Lin Fucheng, this dog, was not even active when it came to eating. A dog only deserves to eat leftovers.
"Isn't this a coincidence? I also have a few dogs at home. They don't even get to eat leftovers, and they get beaten every day. When they get a chance to eat a good meal, they run faster than anyone else," Lin Fucheng sneered and scolded back directly.
He, Lin Fucheng, arrived late, and the host who was supposed to be hosting had not yet arrived. These few dogs ran faster than him! They are all in the same trade; who isn't eating this bowl of rice? Cursing him, Lin Fucheng, is equivalent to cursing themselves for also being dogs.
"You!" This person knew that Lin Fucheng had a sharp tongue and was good at arguing. As a result, he was choked by the words and could not speak. If he retorted, he would be admitting that he was a dog.
Lin Fucheng fought a few rounds with people, using sharp words, and won a great victory, feeling very satisfied. He is just someone who plays with words, but here, counting one by one, they are all trash; not a single one is his opponent.
Wang Qian set up a banquet, but the people were late in arriving. It was only after the meal time had passed that Wang Qian arrived late.
"Sit, sit, sit, everyone sit." Wang Qian did not show any intention of apologizing. He signaled everyone to sit down and not to stand up to welcome him. He said with a smile, "I invited you gentlemen, the chief editors, here today because in a while we will go together to see something rare. After seeing it, you gentlemen can say a few good words in the miscellaneous reports."
"Young Master Wang, what is this rare object? If this isn't made clear, this meal will be hard to swallow." The chief editor who had just sarcastically attacked Lin Fucheng was really angry at Wang Qian for being so late and having no manners, so he retorted.
"Eat if you want, get out if you don't!" Wang Qian's expression changed.
He could come personally because of Lin Fucheng. Wang Qian felt a bit indignant that Lin Fucheng was being cursed back and forth. Compared to the incessant chatter of those lowly scholars, Lin Fucheng's articles were too useful; at least they were not empty talk. Wang Qian invited this group of people to sit down and eat together to stand up for Lin Fucheng, telling everyone that he was covering for Lin Fucheng and that they should be polite when speaking.
And they dared to put on airs in front of him, Young Master Wang?
The Confucian scholar stood up indignantly: "You! You are insulting the literati!"
Wang Qian did not indulge him at all and said sternly, "What 'you' me? Go pee and look at yourself to see what kind of thing you are! Are you going to eat or not? If not, get out immediately."
"Eat." The Confucian scholar's expression changed several times, and finally, he sat down.
He had to eat even if he didn't want to. If he didn't eat this meal today, he would offend Young Master Wang, and he wouldn't be able to survive in the capital. Even if Wang Qian didn't deal with him, plenty of people would make his life worse than death just to please Wang Qian and Wang Chonggu. He had to eat this meal; only by handling the things Wang Qian entrusted to him could he pass the test.
Otherwise, his bookstore would have to close down tomorrow.
"I don't know if your brains are missing a string, advocating for absolute freedom all day long. I don't even dare to advocate for it!" Wang Qian pointed at himself and looked at these chief editors with disgust.
Of course, Wang Qian does not advocate for absolute freedom. If he advocated for it, the Emperor's Embroidered Uniform Guard would be at his doorstep to confiscate his property.
"How is the next article of Lin Dashi's 'Leisurely Anecdotes' coming along?" Wang Qian changed his face faster than turning a book, his face full of smiles. Lin Fucheng is not a lowly scholar; lowly scholars would not personally go to the local areas for field research to investigate the hardships of the people. Although the Baoding local area and the imperial court treated him as a tool, one must have the qualifications for that.
Lin Fucheng's magnificent article caused chaos in the capital. The censors of the Censorate wanted to go to the border regions for training, and in the future, those who wanted to be officials in the capital would also have to hold positions for training. The officials at all levels and the local gentry who were encroaching on official fields would all be in trouble.
It was Lin Fucheng himself who lit the fuse of the powder keg of official field encroachment and loss of official fields.
Lin Fucheng waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I dare not write anymore. If I write again, I'm afraid the imperial court's Embroidered Uniform Guard will come to my door."
"No, Young Master Huang has already greeted them. Lin Dashi, just write," Wang Qian said with great conviction, "Write what should be written. Young Master Huang said, let people speak; the sky won't fall. As long as it is 'acting as one, believing in truth,' and what is said is true and not fabricated, anything can be said."
"Young Master Huang's reach is truly heaven-defying," Lin Fucheng was stunned for a moment and said with deep emotion.
Wang Qian was already powerful enough—the son of the Great Ming's Junior Grand Secretary. For the previous article regarding Fan Yingqi, Wang Qian had carefully deliberated before giving Lin Fucheng an answer. Young Master Huang directly entrusted someone to say that as long as it was true, it could be written at will.
Zhu Yijun has actually been showing his omnipotence to Lin Fucheng, hoping that Lin Fucheng could guess his identity and see through his disguise.
That official tooth tablet of a Five Classics Doctor of the Academy of Physical Science—that is an official rank of the fifth grade. Is that something a young master who relies on the Grand General's Mansion can handle?
In the thirteenth year of Zhengtong, the Great Ming prohibited the method of recommending officials by ministers. Official ranks in the Great Ming could no longer be obtained through recommendation; there was only the imperial examination. Those with hereditary official ranks did not hold office, so recommendation could not obtain an official rank. Without passing the examinations and without hereditary rank, if one wanted to obtain an official rank, it could only be specially bestowed by the Emperor.
Lin Fucheng never thought in that direction because he had never been in contact with it, so he did not understand these things and thought that the Grand General's Mansion was all-powerful.
"What are you preparing to write for the next article?" Wang Qian asked with some curiosity.
"Can I really write it?" Lin Fucheng asked in a low voice.
"Yes, he changed. He was smoking opium, initially because of a toothache." Zhu Yijun handed the diagnosis record of the Great Physician of the Dissection Institute to Wang Chonggu and sighed, "Commander Yu and Commander Tan, until the end, were in extreme pain, but refused to take this thing to relieve pain, just because they knew the harm of this thing. Even if it was the end, they refused to touch it at all."
A toothache is not a disease, but when it hurts, it kills. Hai Rui investigated the case and discovered Fan Yingqi's abnormality, invited the Great Physician to diagnose, and confirmed that Fan Yingqi was smoking opium to relieve pain. It was an opening obstacle caused by wisdom teeth. The wisdom teeth grew crooked and were buried in the flesh, hurting to death. Fan Yingqi sought opium to relieve pain.
The Dissection Institute said that opium was a physiological destruction, which was verified in Fan Yingqi. Fan Yingqi really went to find it, and he could find it. The price was expensive, two thousand silver for an opium ball. For Fan Yingqi, it was actually not expensive.
Zhu Yijun still underestimated the impact of opening the sea on all aspects of Great Ming. Luzon and the Yuanxu Islands all planted large amounts of opium and tobacco. Opening the sea brought not only large amounts of silver, but also not all positive impacts. Contradictions were truly everywhere.
A good person like Fan Yingqi was ruined like this.
The Wanli Emperor in history hid in the harem smoking opium and ignored government affairs for thirty years. Half of the officials in the world were missing. This was the terrible harm of opium.
"This thing still has to be banned. Even if the Huimin Pharmacy prescribes medicine, it must be cautious and cautious. How much was used, when it was used, must have clear limits. It is absolutely not allowed to buy and sell legally under the banner of seeing a doctor." Wang Chonggu agreed more with His Majesty's ban.
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