Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 381 The First Step Out of the World

I have traversed all nations for more than ten years, the size of the world is not limited to the Central Plains, and the prosperity of all things is not limited to the Central Plains. However, there are many short-sighted princes in the imperial court, and people with mantis arms and carts, who regard the Central Plains as barbaric. I hereby leave a copy in my hand, and leave the key in Xiaoling. When the country is in trouble, it will not be lost.
Remember to remember!

It turned out that the key was hidden in Xiaoling, and I don't know whether He Bin fooled him, or Liu Xiang, the dead ghost, fooled He Bin, or the three senior tomb robbers who died in Longshou Mountain fooled the next owner of the key. A person who is familiar with the terrain, otherwise Song Qingshu couldn't help but also dig on Longshou Mountain, but Zheng He was very kind, but he didn't expect that the later Ming emperors almost never came to the south, except for Zhu Houzhao, Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty. Dying here is still the original Zheng He chart that was destroyed by his dynasty. The remaining emperors are more useless than the other. They were trapped in the Forbidden City by the officials. In the end, it was cheaper for Song Qingshu.

Zheng He undoubtedly put a lot of effort into this copy. The monsoon ocean currents were marked on the nautical charts, and the volumes of books also clearly marked where food was produced, where spices were produced, and even where gold mines and gemstones were found. After opening the first volume, Song Qingshu couldn't help but excitedly opened the second volume, until Zhang Huangyan, who was covering his cheek, poked Song Qingshu's shoulder guiltyly.

"Yuanzheng, it's never too late to read, this is not the place to read!"

Only then did he wake up from his joy, and looked back at the crowded room, Song Qingshu suddenly waved his hands: "Take off your clothes!"

Why did you call so many people to steal books!A large group of people took off the large eunuch clothes, put on shorts, and bare their hairy legs. One by one, they immediately tied the scrolls in the secret cabinet to their trouser legs, belly, and arms, and then Putting it back, even Song Qingshu himself was no exception. He carefully tied the four corners of the fragile Nanyang map with rope and tied it to the back of the large coat. There were more than 200 volumes, and he took it clean in an instant.

This time it was Song Qingshu who finally put his heart in his stomach and took a picture of the whole outside of his stomach. Song Qingshu was extra kind and took a few old Zheng He documents from the filing cabinet above to hand over business.

However, Song Qingshu has seen the arrogance of bureaucrats in the Ming Dynasty again. In the office hall of the Ministry of Rites, Song Qingshu handed in a few old files respectfully, but even so, the old man with a round face and a long beard The assistant minister of the Nanjing Ministry of Rites still angrily knocked on the table and cursed: "Why are you so slow! Are you all bastards? Keke, stay away from me, lowly slave, why don't you blow off the ashes on it?"

Damn, you belong to the bastard, and your whole family belongs to the bastard!He was so angry in his heart, but in order not to cause trouble, Song Qingshu still endured it and stepped aside, vigorously blowing off the ashes on the old gear, then handed it back, and returned the waist card by the way.

Who knew that before reaching out for the waist card, the Minister of Rites had already snatched the file in selfless excitement, muttering uncontrollably as he flipped through it.

"When the Sanbao eunuch went out to sea for the seventh time, he really left a big tripod in Jiangyin to sacrifice to the river god. It was the begging thieves who caught it. Haha, this time there is evidence, and everyone who eats it must participate in it." If you spit it out, you have to spit out your fortune!"

Song Qingshu: "..."

What is face-to-face slapping? That’s what I mean. Those Chen Yins under the water didn’t like me too much, and I didn’t plan to fish them. I didn’t expect that someone would still be eyeing me. It should be Donglin Fushe. They ruled the world, and they were probably the ones who were idle all day peeping at this big man.

Damn it, I'm working so hard to find an old file for you, and you're still thinking about my family property in front of your face. Taking advantage of the servant's fascination, Song Qingshu simply pocketed his seal, looked around, saw no one was there, and tiptoed Withdrew from the lobby of the Ministry of Rites.

You grandson, you don't have a passable waist card, so you can play the floor in the palace today!Looking back ferociously, he joined his subordinates in the corner, and a group of people crept across the palace wall like thieves again. On the other side, the red-robed eunuch in charge couldn't find them. Without checking anything, they were kicked out of the Forbidden Palace by scolding and shoving.

In the evening, Yushu Tower.

Not only Song Qingshu, Ruan Dacheng, Shi Lang, Qu Botao and other main leaders in Yingtian Mansion looked at Zheng He's charts and Zheng He's voyage diary, and couldn't help being stunned. In order to attract the support of the court ministers, Zheng He And even listed how much silver the island can exchange for. Even according to the prices in the early Ming Dynasty, the numbers listed here are quite impressive. Straightened, patting his thigh and muttering mournfully.

"If I had these charts earlier, the small one wouldn't have lost everything in Guangdong and Guangxi last time!"

For everything sailing on the seas of Guangdong, Guangxi and Fujian, you have to pay the bow money to the Zheng family, which accounts for almost 30.00% to 40.00% of the value of a ship of goods. Last time Qu Botao was trying to save this money and partnered in smuggling, but the ship sank When we arrived in the sea of ​​Guangdong, Qu Botao didn't know whether the Zheng family sank or encountered a big storm, but he heard that the Zheng family was going to trouble him, so he was so frightened that he ran back to his hometown in Qi County. , he is the most emotional one.

Ruan Dacheng's eyes were also straightened when he looked at these precious records made by silver coins more than 200 years ago, but this product is quite realistic. After watching for a long time, he suddenly turned his head full of excitement, and bowed to Song Qingshu.

"The commander-in-chief searched for these sea charts. Could it be that he is eyeing the Nanyang business? With these, our Yingtian ship can indeed avoid the surveillance of the Zheng family at sea. Last time, those Franji guys wanted to purchase Our silk, Suzhou embroidery and ready-made garments, tea, why don’t we call shareholders tomorrow to vote for this?”

"No, sailing is a must, but a few times I have to do it secretly!" Song Qingshu shook his head severely.

"The shareholders of the company are still too conservative! At the risk of offending the Zheng family and Premier Xiong Wencan of the five provinces, more than 20 people must be timid. If the time drags on for a long time, if the news is leaked, Zheng Zhilong will have Be on guard, we won't be able to leave."

"So the first few times we have to hide it from them. When the money is distributed more, these sub-shareholders will get used to it. When we don't do it, they will beg us to do it and force us to do it. If something goes wrong, they will Confront the Zheng family with all your strength, and you will not back down!"

"The commander-in-chief is right!"

After thinking about it, Ruan Dacheng and Qu Botao couldn't help but nodded.

"Marshal, how do you run this first trip?"

"The Archbishop of Macau introduced a Spanish businessman to me last time. This time, I will run a boat to test the waters. Next week, the ocean-going fleet will catch them. When I am resting, I will secretly load the goods, and then set off with the fleet again. Hai then left the fleet and headed south, followed Zheng He's charts and these foreign research supply islands into Southeast Asia, and trafficked to Manila."

"For this command, I recommend Shi Lang to go!"

This one was still following the Big Three listening in a daze, never would have thought that Song Qingshu slapped himself in front of him, Shi Lang almost died of fright, and hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Commander, the last general..."

"Among so many people in the begging army, only you are sea ducks, and the rest are landlubbers. Who would you go to? Last time you were on the edge of the Yangtze River, what kind of ability did you have? If you really want to get serious, you will wither?"

Hearing this, Shi Lang couldn't help being shocked, and immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Don't worry, Commander, I will swear to the death to complete the task!"

"I don't care if you die or not, as long as the money and the boat can be brought back!"

Hearing Song Qingshu's joke, Shi Lang couldn't help scratching his head honestly.

At this time, Shi Lang was not yet twenty, and not only Ruan Dacheng, but even Qu Botao had some objections to Song Qingshu sending such a blunt person to do such an important matter, but seeing Song Qingshu being so sure, the two finally agreed. Hold back the words.

However, the happy atmosphere of the originally smooth robbery and loot distribution meeting was shattered by Qu Botao's question.

"Marshal, should we go to the Yangtze River to get some lake silk this time, or just add some money and buy a batch from those bastards in Yangzhou?"

There is nothing wrong with Qu Botao's question, but Song Qingshu wanted to vomit blood. God knows what kind of gunpowder those Suzhou guys in the main raw silk production area of ​​Nanzhili had eaten. His silk weaving factory It has been spread out, bought a dozen or so land in the suburbs of Yingtianfu, even the sewing machines have been shipped, and more than 4000 workers have been recruited. As a result, at this juncture, all the raw silk merchants who cooperated with Jiaduobao in the past have turned their faces last year. The harvested raw silk is only the output of 500 people, which is not enough to digest by oneself.

This overseas market has almost started off well, but the supply of goods has become a problem again. Song Qingshu, who listened to it, turned around twice in depression, and then knocked on the table aggrieved.

"Forget it, let's go to the Yangtze River to collect some Huguang silk! Most of the silk in Yangzhou is supplied by Suzhou. Let's not spend two dollars of money, and let those Huizhou merchants sell it to us, so that Zheng Zhilong can ventilate it." Report the letter, just spend some effort."

"That's the only way!"

Then he also sighed, and Qu Botao made another heavy stroke.

It took me a long time to discuss the matter of bypassing Zheng's family and going to sea, and I almost thought of everything that should be thought of. The four of them also scattered to prepare for their respective tasks, but just as they went downstairs, Song Qingshu suddenly remembered something. Hurry up and catch up to Ruan Dacheng in two quick steps.

"Mr. Ruan, Mr. Cai, the censor of the Lianghuai patrol, is your old friend, right?"

"That's right, Commander, what happened?"

"To invite him to Longjiang Shipyard tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, it's extremely urgent!"

Responding to Ruan Dacheng's surprise, Song Qingshu gritted his teeth and hummed.

(End of this chapter)