Li Jinglong realized, but immediately came back to his senses.

"Jiang Lang, that's not right!"

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xinghuo asked with a smile, as if he had expected Li Jinglong's reaction.

"Then even if the treasure money continues to be issued indiscriminately, it will become a piece of waste paper sooner or later, but if you want silver to become the main currency of Daming, in the final analysis, the output and stock of silver in Daming are not enough!"

Li Jinglong became more and more puzzled, and even Zhu Gaoxu realized that it seemed that the silver of the Ming Dynasty was indeed very small.

Although Zhu Gaochi usually only carries golden beans in his pocket......

After a brief recollection, Li Jinglong said affirmatively: "I have personally been to the silver mines in southern Zhejiang and northern Fubei, and most of the silver mines in the Ming Dynasty are concentrated in these two places...... But to be honest, even if it is a government-run silver mine, it is very difficult to mine, and the amount of silver is not high, and the fineness is also slightly insufficient. ”

"In the government-run silver mines, the imperial court set up a silver bureau to recruit miners to mine and craftsmen to smelt, and after deducting the necessary expenses from the annual production income, all the rest must be handed over to the imperial court, which is the so-called 'silver class'."

You must know that Li Jinglong was responsible for supervising the silver class in southern Zhejiang for several years, so now when it comes to silver, he is very clear about the doorway.

"And the silver class of the Hongwu Dynasty, the twenty-third year of Hongwu is thirty thousand taels, the twenty-fourth year of Hongwu is twenty-five thousand taels, and the twenty-sixth year of Hongwu is twenty-ten thousand taels."

"Judging from the decreasing numbers of the silver class, the existing government-run silver mines in Daming are about to be exhausted, how can they still mine enough silver for the circulation of the entire Ming Dynasty?"

At this time, Zhu Gaoxu, who had been listening and did not speak, suddenly said secretly: "The decrease in the book number does not mean that the output has decreased, maybe it has gone into some people's pockets?" ”

Li Jinglong's face froze, and he turned his head with difficulty and looked at Zhu Gaoxu.

Li Jinglong's heart was a little flustered, and in order to show his loyalty at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, he contributed 25,000 taels of silver to the cause of the Ming Dynasty.

This is an astonishing wealth equivalent to a year of silver class in the Ming Dynasty!

Some of them were fished out of the silver bureaus in various places.

If it's normal, it's just a semi-open secret in officialdom.

But right now, Zhu Di is still listening to it......

Li Jinglong wanted to cry without tears, he almost didn't dare to imagine what would happen to Zhu Di after hearing this.

To put it more seriously, this matter has already involved plotting to rob the treasury and money, and may even involve other crimes, which is enough to punish the felony of the Nine Clans.

And the reason why Li Jinglong is willing to go to the edict to be Zhu Di's eyes and ears with the respect of the prince of the country, to put it bluntly, is not to work against Zhu Di during the Battle of Jingjing, and now he is afraid that Zhu Di will settle accounts after the autumn?

Meritorious service atonement for old sins failed, but new sins were brought out by their own mouths, which can be described as stealing chickens and rice.

The more Li Jinglong thought about it, the more afraid he became, only to feel that his legs were weak and his forehead was drenched in cold sweat.

And Zhu Gaoxu didn't seem to be aware of it, and still said in a relaxed and happy tone.

"So, I think Daming's silver class still has a lot of potential, check all the silver class chiefs in various places over the years, copy the house that should be copied, and kill the head of the head, maybe the silver that can be circulated in the whole Daming will be enough?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Jinglong's eyes immediately widened, stared at Zhu Gaoxu nervously, and said with a stiff expression.

"Heh, hehe...... How is that possible, no jokes. ”

Fortunately, Jiang Xinghuo finally spoke up and saved Li Jinglong, who was on the verge of collapse.

Jiang Xinghuo said: "I have already said before, first of all, the local silver production of Daming is very small; Secondly, now that the Ming Dynasty has only been established for decades, the stock of private silver is extremely insufficient and mostly concentrated in the hands of the powerful, and there is not much in the hands of the people. ”

"But at the end of the day, there is actually one problem."

"—not enough silver."

Li Jinglong, whose cold sweat had not yet dissipated, rolled his eyes in his heart, isn't this 'listening to your words, like listening to your words'.

"But if I tell you." Jiang Xinghuo narrowed his eyes, "Not far from Daming, there is a high-quality super-large silver mine that will account for one-third of the world's silver production in the next few hundred years?" ”

"Jiang Lang, don't be joking!" Li Jinglong almost squeezed this sentence out from between his teeth.

Zhu Gaoxu suddenly became excited, patted his thighs and said.

"Tell me, where is this huge silver mine? When I get out of prison, I'll take someone to empty it immediately! ”

Jiang Xinghuo glanced at him and asked with a smile.

"A silver mine that can produce eight million taels a year and can produce silver for hundreds of years in a row, can you move empty?"

"It's only eight million taels...... What?! ”

After Zhu Gaoxu's sluggish reflex arc reacted, he was stunned.

Li Jinglong was even more dumbfounded, and a thought crossed his heart almost instantly.

We, the Cao Guo Mansion, have worked hard for two generations, and we have saved less than 30,000 taels of silver.

Eight million taels, Cao Guogong's Mansion is afraid that it will not be able to save so much silver until the Ming Dynasty perishes.

And this is just a year's output of the silver mine in Jiang Xinghuokou!

How can it be?

Li Jinglong's face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he roared halfway before he let out a suffocation.

"—I don't believe !!"

And the secret room outside the wall became silent in an instant.

This news is so exciting that it simply shatters the concept and cognition in everyone's hearts!

"Smack!"

The brush in the hand of one of the scribes fell heavily on the rice paper on the desk, and the rice paper was smeared with a cloud of ink. But at this moment, Ji Gang's attention was all focused on Emperor Yongle, and he had no time to distract himself from the reprimand.

Zhu Di's first reaction was also unbelievable.

How is this possible? If this is really true, isn't it the wealth of the world that belongs to him, the Ming Emperor?

If he really has eight million taels of silver a year for military expenses, Zhu Di is even confident that he will be able to wave his army north to sweep away Mobei immediately, and even clean up with all the Western Regions!

This is not enough, and then you have to fight Annan to occupy the whole south, and finally attack west by sea and land to destroy the Timurid Empire......

"Smack!"

Another brush fell to the ground, and this time the brush shaft that fell to the ground was broken into two.

Everyone's eyes shifted to the scribe sitting on the other side of the desk.

He had just lost his brush, and he was trembling all over, as if he wanted to cry, and his face was flushed.

"Your Majesty forgives your sins, you can't earn eight taels of silver a year, and when you suddenly know this astronomical amount, you panic in your heart."

Zhu Di didn't say anything, just waved his hand.

After these two transparent scribes reported to their families that they were safe, they were told by Ji Gang that they were not allowed to go home, and could only live in the Imperial Prison and were guarded by brocade guards.

Therefore, Zhu Di didn't plan to kill the two of them after listening to a class, it would be too expensive; Even if you want to kill, you have to listen to all the lessons.

"It's—it's impossible."

Zhu Gaochi muttered to himself, as if he couldn't hear everyone's conversation at all.

What is the concept of eight million taels? Daming's silver class is only 20,000 taels a year!

A silver mine is 400 times that of hundreds of silver mines in the Ming Dynasty!

Doesn't this mean that if you get this silver mine, you will immediately be rich and rival the country?!

No, it's rich enough to rival 400 countries!!

When Zhu Gaochi came to his senses, he ignored the rest of the people, only turned his head to stare at Zhu Di, and said word by word.

"If Da Ming can really get an extra eight million taels of silver every year, the son has the confidence to help his father and the emperor and achieve the real one."

"-Yongle Shengshi!"

So, where is this huge silver mine that is rich enough to rival 400 countries?

With that, the two of them stared at the wall covered with specially made amplified porcelain almost at the same time, waiting for Jiang Xinghuo's answer.

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