I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 540 Tan Lun's Decision

After Yang Zongtai returned to the government office from the dock, he went to the study without stopping.

After he had studied the ink, he spread out the pen and paper, and after thinking about it for a long time, he picked up the pen and put it down.

"Governor, a group of Raksha people suddenly appeared in Quanzhou Port recently. I learned from their inquiries that their trip is based on the royal order of their country, and they want to start a long-term trade with my Ming Dynasty!"

"At that time, my Ming Dynasty will only need to deliver silk, tea, porcelain and other goods to them on a regular basis, and they will pay corresponding gold and silver in exchange. Before that, the subordinate officials have ordered people to check their identities and confirm that they are correct! "

"In addition, those Rakshasa people even made a request to the lower officials to meet His Majesty!"

"Due to the serious nature of the matter, I dare not make a hasty decision. At present, I have properly arranged these Rakshasa people and leave everything to the governor to decide!"

After the last word fell, Yang Zongtai put the brush in his hand back to its original position.

After that, Yang Zongtai checked the contents of the letter meticulously from beginning to end. After confirming that there were no mistakes or omissions in the contents, Yang Zongtai breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately after the ink on the letter paper had dried, Yang Zongtai solemnly put it in the envelope.

After that, Yang Zongtai called his subordinates and ordered in a deep voice.

"Send this letter to Fujian Governor Tan Lun immediately without any delay. Do you understand?"

The subordinate who was summoned by Yang Zongtai heard this and did not dare to be negligent at all, and immediately responded in a deep voice.

"Yes, magistrate, let's go, little one!"

After the subordinate responded, he immediately turned and left the study.

After the subordinate left, Yang Zongtai's wife opened the door and walked in. She frowned slightly and her face was full of worry. She turned her gaze to Yang Zongtai and asked.

"What happened, why were you so flustered just now?"

Yang Zongtai saw the worried look on his wife's face, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He immediately hugged his wife in his arms and spoke comforting words amidst his wife's exclamations.

"Don't worry, nothing major happened. It was just a sudden situation just now. There is a group of Raksha people who want to start a long-term trade with me, Ming..."

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Two days have passed since Yang Zongtai sent the letter.

At this moment, Fujian, Zhangzhou Prefecture.

In the government office, Tan Lun was handling official business in the study as usual.

Not long ago, Xu Jie wrote to him, asking about the inside story of the transportation of grain to Zhejiang at that time.

For a long time, Xu Jie did not write any more letters to Tan Lun, and Tan Lun did not find out from the court that Xu Jie was punished for this matter.

"Hmph, this Xu Jie is really lucky that he was not punished for this!"

Tan Lun sighed with emotion and immediately went to deal with the official affairs piled up on the table. However, soon, a notice issued by the court attracted his attention.

"Hey, the imperial court will soon open more information offices to sell newspapers in the capitals of the 13 provinces in the two capitals of the Ming Dynasty!"

"It is said that this thing named newspaper was quite popular in the capital some time ago. If the official's guess is correct, it should be something similar to the mansion newspaper, right?"

"Oh, don't worry about it, anyway, when the imperial court opens a news agency, I'll just buy a few copies and have a look!"

Thinking of this, Tan Lun immediately calmed down and began to deal with the official duties in hand again.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Seeing this situation, Tan Lun had no choice but to temporarily put the brush in his hand back to its original position, and gave instructions.

"Come in!"

After the words fell, there was only a "squeak", the door of the room was pushed open, and a guard walked into the study.

After entering the study, he turned his gaze to Tan Lun, who was sitting behind the desk, and reported respectfully.

"Your Excellency, the Governor of Quanzhou, Yang Zongtai, the prefect of Quanzhou, has sent you a letter. He is currently waiting in the lobby!"

When Tan Lun heard this, a look of doubt appeared on his face, and he subconsciously said.

"Yang Zongtai, the prefect of Quanzhou, what are you doing writing to me all of a sudden?"

"Could it be that it's the Quanzhou Port side, what happened?"

Thinking of this, Tan Lun came back to his senses and gave instructions to the guard.

"Well, the officer knows, let him in!"

"Yes, Lord Governor!"

After hearing the words, the guard quickly took the order and left. Not long after, under the guidance of the previous guard, the visitor successfully entered the study and met Tan Lun.

After entering the study, the visitor didn't exchange too many greetings, but went straight to Tan Lun, took out the letter from his arms, bent down, raised the envelope above his head, and reported respectfully.

"My lord, this letter was sent to you by my lord!"

Hearing this, Tan Lun nodded after taking the letter from his hands, and gave instructions.

"Well, the officer has received the letter, you go down and rest first!"

"Thank you, Lord Governor!"

When the visitor heard this, his face was full of gratitude. After saluting Tan Lun respectfully, he immediately left the study under the leadership of the guards.

Soon, Tan Lun was the only one left in the room. Feeling uneasy, he opened the envelope and began to browse the contents, and saw that it said.

"Governor, a group of Raksha people suddenly appeared in Quanzhou Port recently. I learned from their inquiries that their trip is based on the royal order of their country, and they want to start a long-term trade with my Ming Dynasty!"

"At that time, my Ming Dynasty will only need to deliver silk, tea, porcelain and other goods to them on a regular basis, and they will pay corresponding gold and silver in exchange. Before that, the subordinate officials have ordered people to check their identities and confirm that they are correct! "

"Also, those Rakshasa people..."

After Tan Lun finished reading all the contents of the letter, the stone that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground, and his face was full of joy.

Immediately, I saw him put the letter in his hand aside, and said silently to himself.

"Huh, it's okay, it's not that there is something wrong with Quanzhou Port!"

After that, Tan Lun's mind resurfaced, what was recorded in Yang Zongtai's personal letter to him.

"The group of Raksha people want to carry out long-term trade with my Ming Dynasty, and buy my Ming's silk, tea, and porcelain, but the condition they put forward is to meet His Majesty..."

Just like that, Tan Lun was caught in a tangle. I don't know how long it had passed, but he came back to his senses, as if he had made up his mind, and said in a deep voice.

"Forget it, since Yang Zongtai has sent someone to verify the identities of the Rakshasa people, it means that there is no big problem!"

"It's better for me to report this matter as soon as possible!"

After making up his mind, Tan Lun spread out the pen and paper, organized the language in his mind, and immediately took up the pen to write it down.

"Your Majesty, I have recently received a report from Yang Zongtai, the prefect of Quanzhou, saying that a group of Raksha people want to carry out long-term trade with our Ming Dynasty and buy our Ming Dynasty's silk, tea, and porcelain, but the conditions they put forward are not I want to meet His Majesty..."

After a long time, I saw Tan Lun pick up a pen and write down the last word. After confirming that the content was correct, Tan Lun waited for a while until the ink on the letter paper was completely dry before putting it into the envelope.

Immediately, Tan Lun called his subordinates and gave instructions.

"Immediately deliver this letter to the cabinet, understand?"

"Obey, my lord governor!"

(End of this chapter)