My father, Emperor Yongle, you let me keep a low profile
Zheng He: "Your Highness, we are here to promote the prestige of the Ming Dynasty, is it a bit inappropriate to plunder?" Zhu Gaoyu: "Piracy is rampant, as the suzerain's country, it is reasonable to eliminate bandits and protect the peace of the country!" Zheng He: "Okay, then when you sell things, can you be cheaper, and they don't seem to need your things." Zhu Gaoyu: "This place is backward and production is low, and the country of my suzerain should communicate with each other to help it develop and become rich and strong." This development of things, thousands of gold is hard to find, I sell a thousand gold, and the heart is good! Zheng He's face darkened even more: "Although Your Highness is reasonable, but after all, we are the Heavenly Empire, and such behavior may damage the prestige of the country, so let's keep a low profile." Zhu Gaoyu put his hands behind his back and sighed softly.
"My father is the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he has the strongest army in the world, and he has the most populous land in the world, I also want to keep a low profile, but my strength does not allow it!"