I'm really not doing business

Chapter 476 Dividends from the Craftsmen
On the second day of the second lunar month of the tenth year of Wanli, the dragon raised its head. On this day, firecrackers were going off everywhere in the capital. Although the firemen in Qiao Tower were everywhere and no firecrackers were allowed to be set off, it was always more lively on the day of the opening ceremony.

The firecrackers scolded the captains who watched Jiumen for being worthless. They couldn't even watch a firecracker enter the capital, which made their firecrackers miserable.

These days, the Ministry of Industry has often been made difficult by officials from the Ministry of Science and Technology. Even the Prime Minister of Shuntian Prefecture, Yi'ou, was scolded. The smell of coal smoke was already serious enough, but the smell of gunpowder smoke blocked the sky and the sun, making visibility difficult. Twenty steps later, cyan smoke covered the sky above the entire capital, and it was not until almost noon that it completely dissipated.

Today is the day when the official wool factory officially starts work. Work has actually started on the sixth day of the first lunar month. The demand is driving the craftsmen to run. If they don’t start work quickly, the merchants who are waiting to load the goods will be yelling at the door of the factory.

However, the groundbreaking ceremony was delayed until the second day of February because the ICBC was to be issued on this day.

After negotiation between the Ministry of Works, the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the eunuch Cui Min, a sum of money was to be distributed to all the craftsmen.

There are two woolen factories in Yongding and Yongsheng, with a total of 8 craftsmen, and a total profit of 100 silver. This money was originally a dividend from Wang Chonggu and his old Wang family. Later, the old Wang family did not want this money. Money must be distributed to craftsmen, which means that each craftsman in the official woolen factory will be issued Ming silver coins and Wanli Tongbao.

There are not only two woolen official factories that have industrial banks, but all official factories affiliated to the Ministry of Industry of the Ming Dynasty have this system. It is about 7% of the profits of the official factories. Each person in the Xishan Coal Bureau is 322 silver and 9 Wanli coins. Tongbao, each person in the shipyard is 637 silver and Wanli Tongbao.

Xishan Coal Bureau's coal price is six cents per pound, the profit is relatively low, and the investment in heavy assets is relatively large, while the shipyard's profit is higher and the investment is more, so it was less last year, and the shipyard's goods have the highest added value. So even if you invest more, the dividends will be the highest.

New Year, new atmosphere, the tenth year of Wanli, the tenth year of His Majesty's accession to the throne. The frugal emperor once again made a fortune in gold coins.

When the emperor takes up military power, there is only one way to go. The Holy Will is arbitrary to the end. There is only one will in the whole world, and that is the emperor. There is no way out.

The appearance of the second volume made Zhu Yijun once again confirm his idea. Zhang Juzheng definitely has big money in his belly! Pick it up and shake it, you can definitely squeeze out a little more!
This is not an illusion. Zhang Juzheng even conceived the content and inferences of the fourth volume, but he really did not dare to write it.

"I have finished reading the second volume of Sir's Theory of Class. I was really enlightened and enlightened. All the contents that I had not understood in the past were clearly understood." Zhu Yijun got out of the car and looked at the increasingly busy woolen factory. He said sincerely.

The reason why we want to distribute dividends is that we have to mention the second volume of Zhang Juzheng's Theory of Class - Distribution. The content of this volume is really shocking. Although Zhu Yijun did not burn the book, he did not open the seal, but just gave it to the courtiers. Book.

"It's just nonsense to confuse the public and fallacy." Wang Chonggu shook his sleeves and said angrily: "It's completely nonsense!"

The scholar-bureaucrats who are skilled in the hands of women in the palace, ignorant of the world and the sufferings of the people, the threshold of luxury and pleasure is constantly rising, and the farmers who are unable to farm with peace of mind, and their fields are abandoned and can only be sold to merchants at a low price. This is the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty. of the last years.

"Wang Cifu can become an official." Zhang Juzheng was not angry, and retorted angrily. He didn't want to do it, but there were plenty of people who did it.

This temptation is unbearable for any scholar-official.

"Sir, this second volume is well written." Zhu Yijun affirmed again, and of course he read the natural inferences from the second volume.

Once the fact that Daming has entered old age is acknowledged, he chooses to face many problems directly, but it is not that difficult. Closing his eyes and covering his ears, shouting, "I won't listen, I won't listen," won't solve any problems.

Zhang Juzheng believes that there is a problem with distribution, and it is a very serious problem. Since the roar of Dazexiang, civil strife has never ceased in the past dynasties. Looking at this problem from the perspective of Confucian filial piety, it means that the unruly people are unwilling to stay in peace and order, and Wang Shi crusade to pacify them. However, the second volume of Class Theory reveals this reality.

He fell into the water, he died of illness, and he didn't even have any descendants.

This influence penetrated into all aspects. By the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the emperor and the court were busy hunting in the fields, indulged in women, did not eat grains, and were ignorant of the sufferings of the people. However, the scholar-officials were on the decline of extravagance and talked too much about farming. Mu, the world is in danger without knowing it, and they still take pleasure in approaching the end; this situation has become even more corrupt at the grassroots level. In today's counties and counties, the fields are long but not cultivated, the city walls are empty but not real, and the poor people are given land, but they are sold at a low price. .

Of course, this unhealthy trend has also been criticized by powerful right-wingers. The labor remuneration in official factories is generous, and while it is paid as scheduled, the children can also go to school. Now even the ICBC has changed from the standard one bank to profit sharing!
Zhu Yijun's car drove slowly to the Yongding Woolen Official Factory. Zhu Yijun came every year, so the craftsmen were somewhat accustomed to this overly active Emperor. His presence was very common in the capital, Mu Yuzhu[zhì] The wind never avoids the toil of wind and dust.

As the smoke billowed, the steam engines in the factory began to roar. The noise of the newly launched 7.5-horsepower steam engine was smaller than that of the three-horsepower steam engine. This was the result of technological improvements. The crankshaft drove the flywheel, and the flywheel rotated rapidly. A set of gears, the power is transmitted along the transmission shaft to the wool washing factory, and in the factory, when heating, turning the wool finally changes from manual to mechanical.

The dividend of 8 silver and 100 copper is comparable to the income of a year's labor. The craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty only received 12 silver a year.

Saying 10,000 words is not as effective as sending out real money.

But he didn't care very much. Either he would become the confused Louis XVI and be pushed to the guillotine by the excited bourgeoisie; or he would be attacked by the displaced people in the capital and hanged from the crooked neck tree in the back mountain.
As an emperor, if you don't even have the determination to be shattered to pieces, what kind of emperor can you be?
Zhu Houzhao, Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty, did not have this consciousness. He thought that politics could be compromised and politics could coexist. He thought that his enemies were only the little princes of the northern tribes. He completely ignored the cruelty and life-and-death nature of political struggle. He thought it was appeasement. Yingzhou won the battle and from the moment he led the troops into battle, he was already the enemy of the scholar-bureaucrat class.

Are the civil unrest in the past dynasties all the fault of the common people?

Zhang Juzheng used the contents of "Hanshu" and "Salt and Iron Theory - Wei Tong" to explain the problems of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Yijun got out of the car and drove away. When setting off, Zhu Yijun asked Zhang Juzheng to get in the car and accompany him. Zhang Juzheng was stunned and refused. He and his courtiers took the Royal Horse Supervisor's carriage to the Yongding Woolen Factory.

From the time Zhu Yijun started practicing martial arts, this path was already destined.

For the content of the second volume, Zhang Juzheng started from the "Book of Han": The farmer and his son were exposed in the middle of the field, not sheltered from the cold and heat, grinding the soil, and their hands and feet were callous. The grain rent has been paid, and the levy has also been paid. The township officials asked for it privately, but they could not pay for it. Therefore, the people abandoned their roots and chased the bottom, and the cultivators could not even do half of it.

After Master Dao succeeded to the throne, the New Deal in the first twenty years of Jiajing never promoted military power.

"Haha." Zhu Yijun laughed and walked into the woolen factory.

Wang Chonggu was reluctant to leave. He had to judge whether this was the only opportunity in his life to get rid of the word treacherous minister and become a loyal minister of Ming Zhongxing. Then thousands of years later, when someone mentioned it again, he would be treated differently. It's recognition, not scolding him as an unfaithful, unfilial, and sycophant.

The emperor could understand Wang Chonggu's worries. The explosion of the high-pressure boiler of a steam engine was a very dangerous thing. The emperor really died in front of the boiler of the Mao Woolen Factory. Everything from the Mao Wool Factory to the Imperial Palace must be surrendered to the emperor. Burial.

Wang Chonggu was very resentful. He didn't want to get in the car at all. He just wanted to quietly be his own power and be his own luxury household. He was completely deceived by Zhang Juzheng and went to the Wenhua Palace to express his thoughts. He was deceived by Zhang Juzheng. I got on the pirate ship and now I can’t even think about getting off.

Zhu Yijun compromised now, and the best outcome would be to die suddenly after Zhang Juzheng's death. Prince Zhu Changzhi succeeded to the throne, and the master Shao Guoyu turned over the sesame cakes again. After so many years of promoting culture and martial arts, the martial artist suddenly turned over.

Grain rent (tenancy from landlords), tax (tax from the imperial court), and private demands from the countryside (exorbitant local taxes and miscellaneous taxes), three big mountains weighed on the people's heads.

The corner of Zhu Yijun's mouth twitched. As soon as he lit the ignition paper, even the coal turned slightly red, and the steam engine started to operate!
Obviously the high-pressure boiler connected to the steam engine is not the one in front of Zhu Yijun at all!

Wang Chonggu hesitated to speak, and finally let out a loud sound from his nostrils: "Humph!"

This was done entirely to mobilize the enthusiasm for production. The craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty created countless profits for the national funds of the Ming Dynasty. It was natural to take out a sum of money. Zhu Yijun, Zhang Juzheng, and Wang Chonggu were not good people. The purpose of this move was just In order to encourage the craftsmen of Ming Dynasty to work harder.

Zhu Yijun entered the official woolen factory. Since it was the opening ceremony, the emperor naturally wanted to symbolically light the steam engine. He threw the igniting paper into the stove, and the flame ignited the straw. Under the weak wind of the blower, the flame of the straw was warm. The firewood was ignited, and the smoke from the fire covered the coal. The coal turned slightly red, and the bottom of the boiler began to heat.

"Distribute money!" Zhu Yijun waved his hand, and without any gossip, he directly asked the internal eunuchs, state ministers, and Tiqi to start distributing money.

The emperor has made a schedule to come today. The entire woolen official factory has been cleaned extremely clean. There are even crabapple and peach blossoms blooming to welcome the emperor's arrival. Zhu Yijun is here to distribute money. The dust and dirt in the gaps between the floor tiles have been cleaned. His clothes were clean, for fear of getting His Majesty's shoes dirty.

In this paragraph, Zhang Juzheng quoted Chao Cuo, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, from his letter "Guarding the Border and Preparing the Fortresses to Encourage Farmers to Use Bengshu". As early as the reign of Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty, Chao Cuo had given various methods to persuade farmers to use books, but Chao Cuo The decree to cut down the vassals led to the chaos of the Seven Kingdoms. Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty ordered Chao Cuo to be cut in half, so that Chao Cuo's memorials were completely negated [Note 1].

Even though there was a safe distance, Wang Chonggu still 'played' the emperor, as long as he meant it.

Zhu Yijun turned around and looked at the woolen factory craftsmen representatives who had put on new clothes to welcome him. Originally, the Ministry of Rites had prepared a long speech, which was as hard to read as chanting scriptures.

Just like the father and son mentioned at the beginning of the second volume, they worked hard all day long in the fields, and were eventually exploited by three parties. If all three parties could be less exploited, would it be possible to avoid the problem of abandoned fields?

This is the fundamental reason why Zhang Juzheng got four natural inferences, because the problem has existed since the Han Dynasty and changed dynasties so many times. By the Ming Dynasty, the problem was still the same with almost no change.

The emperor who did not follow the routine made Wan Shihe, Minister of Rites, a little helpless. He had tried his best to keep his speeches concise, and even most of them were commonplaces. However, His Majesty's gesture of handing out money was different from Shah Maimaiti's throwing silver. The bag is as elegant as drinking tea.

At least in the minds of the craftsmen, His Majesty's action was very elegant.

Boxes of silver coins and boxes of Wanli Tongbao were carried to the officialdom. More than a hundred scribes, under the watchful eyes of the eunuchs, began to distribute this year's dividends. The dividends are in a box, and you can receive them by registering your name. The craftsmen lined up in a long line to receive the goods in shifts, and everything was so orderly.

Giving free money to the poor is not a sin, at least none of the Ming Gongs present thought so. As for the accompanying officials, no one could say for certain what they were thinking.

As this money is distributed, the subjective initiative that explodes and the technological progress brought about by vitality will bring more surprises to the official factory.

Wang Chonggu said from the beginning that the main body of the official factory is the craftsmen. In the past, the official factory had New Year silver and start-up silver, which were fixed one silver coin. Now it is the craftsmen who receive dividends.

Zhu Yijun saw Liu Qiniang, the one who wanted to eat meat for the emperor. The original oiran of Yanxing Tower was later placed by Feng Bao in Yongsheng Woolen Factory. Her charm is still there. The adopted child is already half-year-old. Liu Qiniang received the money At this time, he smiled happily.

Liu Qiniang was a weaver, and she also became a female teacher in a girls' school because of her education and literacy. Her aura of professionalism has long since disappeared, and she has become more refined and easy-going.

"Greetings to your Majesty, long live your Majesty." Liu Qiniang bowed five times and kowtowed three times.

"Without the gift, Qiniang's style is still the same as before." Zhu Yijun met Liu Qiniang. She is one of the representatives of the craftsmen, and she is one of the few people who is willing to tell the truth.

Liu Qiniang said with emotion: "Last time, I told His Majesty that there were gambling houses all around the official factory. In a few days, all the gambling houses disappeared without a trace. Later, the gambling houses entered the official factory, and some of them He was a bad gambler who kept the official factory in a state of chaos by shouting and drinking. He only acted arrogantly for seven days before he was taken away by the factory's legal affairs office. "

"I gave all my hard-earned money to the gambling house. I shouldn't." Zhu Yijun nodded and said. Liu Qiniang likes to tell the truth. She will talk about any problems around the official factory.

Liu Qiniang knew that the emperor did not meet her because she still had her charm, but because he wanted to understand the problems of the official factory. She said helplessly: "Nowadays, the areas around the official factory are not gambling houses, but brothels. These brothel girls don't dare to go there." There is a gambling game in the building, but it is also a mess. "

Zhu Yijun shook his head and said, "They are all lazy people. I can't do anything about them. I can only drive them away."

The emperor was not omnipotent, and Liu Qiniang was very aware of this fact. There was a Zhiniang who couldn't stand the hard work, or couldn't bear poverty, or was envious of the world of fireworks. After working for a year and a half, she went to a brothel.

Liu Qiniang is reading and literate. She comes from the world of fireworks herself and knows that this is indeed an unsolvable problem.

Of course, the court can strictly prohibit them, but these prostitutes will turn into secret prostitutes, which will be even more difficult to trace. Originally, the secret prostitutes still have a place to go. The brothel is closed and the secret prostitutes live in the factory. On the contrary, it ruins the atmosphere in the factory. This back and forth , it is even more difficult to end.

Food and sex, that's all.

Zhu Yijun and Liu Qiniang learned about the changes in the official factory, especially the impact of the increase in the horsepower and scale of steam engines. Liu Qiniang's words were very pessimistic. The general manager Wang Chonggu had tried his best to reduce the number of weavers, but there were still another thousand weavers. Famous weavers were eliminated.

An organization that cannot or loses its metabolic function will inevitably lead to ultimate destruction. This is true for as small as a household, handicraft workshop, business gang, and trading company, as large as the imperial court and the country.

But Qingtai still makes Zhu Yijun worry about their lives. Fortunately, there are still private houses to go to.

When Liu Qiniang met the emperor, it was with other representatives of the craftsmen. Obviously Liu Qiniang knew the emperor, and these representatives of the craftsmen did not dare to talk nonsense. It was unjustifiable that the emperor had just distributed the money and arranged a scandal about the emperor.

His Majesty the Emperor finally met with the representatives of the craftsmen. Wang Chonggu was really relieved. It was obvious that His Majesty was in a good mood. Wang Chonggu was always frightened every time he came for inspection, because Wang Chonggu had no idea who the emperor would choose to be the face saint, Guan Factory There was no way there would be no problems at all. Fortunately, this time, we passed the test smoothly.

"It was better when Wang Cifu was in charge. At that time, Wang Cifu also received a 10% dividend, and there were many fewer problems at that time." Zhu Yijun handed over some of the problems compiled by Zhang Hong to Wang Chonggu, and his expression finally turned ugly.

Zhu Yijun further made it clear: "There are really too many administrative offices, various agencies, meetings, and administrative affairs in the official factory. Everyone's words are effective, but only the craftsmen's words are not effective? When Wang Cifu was fully responsible, there was no such thing. Come on, who arranged for these bugs to come in? Find out and eliminate them all!"

"Those who run gambling houses will be sent to Suiyuan for five years to build a road. I want to see who dares to prey on them."

When it comes to nepotism, Liu Qiniang is also a nepotist. Not only does Liu Qiniang work well, she also holds the position of teacher.

There were several accidents in the factory, and there were many idle people in the factory. It was fine not to work, but they kept pointing fingers, and the efficiency began to decrease. A few big bosses leaked things while talking, so really It is heartbreaking, and it feels a bit like the scholar-bureaucrats feel that people's hearts are not as old as they used to be, and the world is in decline.

There are even moths that dare to secretly set up gambling rooms in the factory.

Liu Qiniang doesn't gamble, so she doesn't know that Da Da Tou is very aware of these things. Anyone who comes to work with red eyes means he hasn't slept all night and is gambling on Pai Gow.

"I obey the order." Wang Chonggu obeyed the orders of his leader. For more than a year, he had been working at the Xishan Coal Bureau, but he had neglected the official woolen factory.

However, His Majesty's intention is very clear and he is not to be blamed. Long-term practice has taught Zhu Yijun that the situation is bound to happen if the situation gets bigger. If there is a problem, solve it instead of covering it up.

Wang Chonggu's lifeblood is to build government, factory, and teamwork. Wang Chonggu will naturally let these worms know how to repent.

Zhu Yijun left with the courtiers, and Wang Chonggu began to ask questions in person. He didn't know if he didn't ask, and his face turned dark when he asked. He planned to pay close attention to this personnel matter. In fact, it is very simple to do. Refer to the official examination selection method, and he failed. You can't transfer to administration.

Wang Qian poured a cup of tea for his biological father and whispered: "Dad, I gave you all my money..."

Wang Chonggu interrupted Wang Qian angrily and said sternly: "Shut up."

"Dad, are we going to give up on the Jin Party completely? Dad goes to the Xishan Coal Bureau more often than he goes to the Jin Guild Hall." Wang Qian asked sarcastically. He hadn't read the second volume of "Class Theory" yet. He didn't understand the sudden dividend, but he gradually discovered that his father's foundation had changed.

Wang Chonggu leaned back on his chair, pondered for a long time, and then said dejectedly: "The Jin Party has changed and died after the peace talks more than ten years ago. In your eyes, those are just uncles, but take a serious look. , what you see is just the process of corpse decomposition.”

"Is there one person doing something? No. If this continues, the Jin Party will eventually find itself without a place and will eventually destroy itself."

"Did you know? Zhang Juzheng saw the decay of the Jin Party more than ten years ago. I only saw it when Qi Shuai attacked Bansheng."

In the original historical line, the Shanxi Party finally lost its game. Zhang Siwei counterattacked and killed Zhang Juzheng. Ding You died of a sudden illness when he returned home. The Shanxi Party fell to pieces and dispersed. There was no longer a moment to unite. In the end, the Shanxi merchants were scattered. He became the royal merchant of the Tatars outside the customs.

Wang Qian's eyes widened, he took a few hard breaths, and then he nodded solemnly and said, "Dad is still dad. You can see clearly that you haven't eaten so many years of salt in vain."

Wang Chonggu told himself that he was not angry. There was no one to take care of him when he got angry. Wang Qian's unbridled speech and his fatherly and filial demeanor were something Wang Chonggu had seen many times and was used to.

"Is it possible that Zhang Juzheng is not that powerful, but that when Yang Dazai came to find him, he was not allowed to take over the Jin Party due to the situation at that time?" Wang Qian mentioned a hypothesis. Maybe Zhang Juzheng's gaze was not as powerful as Wang Chonggu thought.

"That's right. People who can see for five years are already among the best." Wang Chonggu thought about it carefully and found that it was indeed the case. Zhang Juzheng was powerful, but not that powerful.

Wang Qian asked flatteringly: "Dad, has Chaoli recently released a new collection of speculative essays? Show it to me."

"Just take it." Wang Chonggu took out the second volume of Class Theory from his sleeve and handed it to Wang Qian. The emperor did not explicitly prohibit the circulation of this book. In fact, it has been dispersed in a small area. Mainly the Ministry of Rites is revising it and some Retouch areas that are not suitable.

What Wang Qian saw was the original version, which was written by Zhang Juzheng and scolded Fang Qiu.

Wang Qian read two paragraphs and closed it immediately. He felt his heartbeat speeding up. He held the scroll and asked with wide eyes: "Didn't Your Majesty kill Yuan Fu?!"

"Your Majesty likes to watch it very much." Wang Chonggu spread his hands and said: "I said this is fallacy and heresy. I said it in front of His Majesty, but Your Majesty does not agree with it."

"Actually, if you look closely, it makes sense. Isn't the contradiction about spears and shields? The civil unrest since ancient times has always been blamed on the civil unrest. But think about it, Dad, why did Emperor Taizu Gao raise an army? Can't you survive?" Wang Qian read two more paragraphs and felt that what Zhang Juzheng said was quite reasonable.

The Ming Dynasty has this basis for discussion, because everyone in the world knows about the miserable life of Emperor Taizu Gao, and even his three-year begging experience was not covered up.

"Everyone can think it makes sense, but we are the only ones who can't think it makes sense!" Wang Chonggu said angrily, really angry.

My family is powerful and powerful, and Wang Qian is the second richest young man in the capital!

Wang Qian decided to take it back and study it carefully. He thought of His Majesty standing in front of the boiler and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is still wearing Tsing Yi. It has been eighty or nine years. Not to mention, cyan is still very beautiful. Ready-made clothing store The cyan ones are also very good.”

"Yes, your Majesty is indeed frugal." Wang Chonggu nodded, agreeing with this. His Majesty invested all the money he had earned over the years in increasing revenue and cutting expenditures in maritime development. This time it was another 10 million silver for overseas development. Plantations will increase the proportion of overseas official gardens and official fields.

The weather is getting colder, drought in the north and Guizhou has been intensifying year after year, and a granary is needed.

"The price of boat guides has skyrocketed. Is it your fault?" Wang Chonggu asked with slightly narrowed eyes.

Wang Qian waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No, dad won't let me make money. How can I dare to make this kind of money? It's absolutely okay."

"Tell the truth!" When Wang Chonggu saw Wang Qian's expression, he knew that there was something wrong in his mind. If the rebellious son was really untainted by the cause and effect, he would definitely complain about his father's lenient management, just like the sages, gentry, and humble Confucians. .

"Buy some."

"How much? How much money does the family lack?" Wang Chonggu's fists were hardened. Worsted woolen cloth, ship tickets, Prince Lu's wedding pearls, and now the ship's guide!

Wang Qian held out a finger guiltily and said, "Dad, that's not a small amount of money. It's gone crazy. I really want to buy some."

"Ten ship guides?" Wang Chonggu asked with a frown.

"One hundred." Wang Qian's voice was as low as a mosquito's cry, inaudible.

Wang Chonggu stood up suddenly and said in horror: "One hundred?! There are only three hundred cards in total, and you accepted one hundred?! What's more, you are a big banker! Where did you get the money!"

"I earned it by pouring pearls last time." Wang Qian was already preparing to run away. Anyway, Wang Chonggu was too old to catch up with him.

Wang Chonggu waved his hand and said, "Just do it."

Wang Qian hurriedly said: "Dad, I will sell it tomorrow. Dad, don't be angry."

"It's okay. I'll wait until the peak season in April before selling it. This time the imperial court is building a maritime school in the five hinterland cities. Just donate some of the profits and don't make people hate you." Wang Chonggu didn't care.

In the speculative market, the big fish eats the small fish. This time Wang Qian was able to comply with the imperial decree.

"Ah? Dad, are you serious?" Wang Qian asked blankly.

Wang Chonggu said calmly: "Well, really, you just have to stir things up. The more hype you have, the better. Use all your skills. If the sky falls, I will support you."

"Dad, don't scare me. I just want to experience the hard work of making money! Dad, I will sell it tomorrow and donate all the money. I won't dare to do it anymore. I really don't dare anymore." Wang Qian was frightened. If we just make some adjustments to the boat, can the sky collapse?
"So what if the sky falls? Your Majesty has the final say in this world!" Wang Chonggu said in a low voice.

Wang Qian's eyes immediately lit up and he asked, "Is this your Majesty's intention?"

"Of course."

"Father, just look at it! I, Wang Qian, have taken charge of our newly built Maritime Academy in Ming Dynasty!" Wang Qian immediately became energetic.

Wang Chonggu and his son are typical admirers of authority. They don't even believe in the laws of the Ming Dynasty, but they believe in what His Majesty says. Moreover, His Majesty keeps his promises and never breaks his promises.

(End of this chapter)