Ci Bu is in charge of the soldiers and loves the soldiers like a son seems to be contradictory and seemingly opposite, but in fact they are talking about one thing.

On the battlefield that determines the fate, Ci is not in charge of the army, and he can't retreat no matter what, because behind the army is the people of the Ming Dynasty, and only by loving the soldiers like sons on weekdays can he complete the mission that the violent machine should have in major battles.

Emperor Daming, Chengzu Zhu Di, Renzong Zhu Gaochi, Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji, were able to go to Beijing for several years to drill military horses, and Yingzong Zhu Qizhen because he ascended the throne at the age of nine, he stopped this item, in the battle of Tumubao, the combat effectiveness of the Ming Jingying was far inferior to the beginning, so the defeat became a matter of course.

Military operations have always been like this, and no matter what kind of battle is fought in between, there is only one purpose of military action, and that is victory.

Zhu Yijun does not want the soldiers to take risks, is to love the soldiers like a son, but also for economic considerations, the Ming Dynasty now silver in the major cities have formed a dam, need to digest for a period of time, the worsted wool of the Ming Dynasty can reflect the liquidity of silver, when the price of worsted wool rises steadily, it represents the liquidity of silver is declining, when the price of worsted wool is fluctuating violently, on behalf of the liquidity of silver is increasing, worsted wool plummeted, it represents the stability of the monetary policy of the Ming Dynasty.

The Ming Dynasty's demand for silver is unlimited, like a glutton, but the speed of digestion, that is, the circulation rate of silver from the city to the countryside, needs to be regulated.

Zhu Yijun is the biggest trader in the worsted woolen plate, and the inflow of silver has slowed down, which is not entirely a bad thing for Daming.

"Wait a minute, if Taixi's galleon doesn't come within five years, our Daming galleon will pass, and the transoceaning ship can indeed cross the ocean, but Daming does not have enough crew to operate the big ship across the ocean." Zhu Yijun looked at Deng Zilong and made his final decision.

He looked at Deng Zilong's slightly puzzled expression, and further explained: "The old case of seven voyages to the Western Ocean, there are many star-pulling and transoceanic diagrams, we can completely digest these, update the needle diagrams, digest the known routes, and then explore." ”

"Captain Antonio has given a lot of treasures, but his most precious sailing experience has not been shared, and this is an area that we need to explore ourselves."

"What do the generals think Antonio has a chance of winning for the Portuguese throne?"

Deng Zilong understood the reason why His Majesty did not explore the ocean for the time being, the Ming Dynasty had its own mature shipping routes, and the map left by Zheng He to lead the stars across the ocean is still of guiding significance for the current maritime trade, and the Ming Dynasty needs to digest these sea charts and understand the ocean better before exploring and adventuring.

"He should have won, he got twelve five-masted ships!" Deng Zilong is very optimistic about Antonio, with the investment of the Ming Emperor, Antonio is competing for the throne in Taixi, and the success rate will be further improved.

"I thought it would be difficult for him to succeed." Zhu Yijun is not optimistic about Antonio's journey, Felipe II's martial virtue is extremely abundant, his army is very capable of fighting, Antonio only has the support of civilians, but where are these civilians? In the struggle for the throne, how much impact does the support of the common people have?

This battle situation is not something that twelve five-masted ships can control.

Deng Zilong actually understands His Majesty's pessimism very well, and the reason is very simple, Antonio's foundation is very thin.

Deng Zilong chatted with His Majesty for a long time, and then left Xiyuan, Deng Zilong would stay in Beijing for half a month, and then wait until his ship was repaired, and then return to Luzon.

Zhu Yijun took out a miscellaneous newspaper, and an article in it caught Zhu Yijun's attention, which was to discuss whether to start another war with Altan Khan.

Huang Yuezhong, a native of Kunming Mountain, opposed another war against Altan Khan, and the starting point of the opposition was that the Ming Dynasty continued to invest in the conquest of Altan Khan, but instead raised the value of Altan Khan.

The mutual conquest between the Ming and Altan Khan lasted for twenty-five years during the Jiajing and Longqing periods, and at this table, every time the Ming placed chips, Altan Khan used military victories to obtain more chips and raise his value.

After the peace negotiation in Longqing, Altan Khan has been unable to increase his value through the military game with the Ming Dynasty, and with the rise of the peace faction represented by the three ladies, the value of Altan Khan has been decreasing in the internal turmoil.

Huang Yuezhong's point of view is very novel, and Zhu Yijun found that what he said was not unreasonable.

Altan Khan fought horses all his life, rarely defeated, and suffered a few losses in Ma Fang and Qi Jiguang, if the Ming and Altan Khan fought again, Altan Khan's military talent could be brought into play, and at that time, things became unfavorable to the Ming Dynasty.

Huang Yuezhong's idea is to wait, wait for Altan Khan to die, Altan Khan is already very old, as long as Altan Khan dies, the main battle faction in the north will become leaderless, at that time, it is the best time, before that, the Ming should wait and train enough cavalry.

For this miscellaneous report, Zhu Yijun specially asked Yu Dayou, Qi Jiguang and Tan Lun to study it, even the most radical Tan Lun was a little moved by Huang Yuezhong's statement, His Majesty is only seventeen years old, you can wait, but Altan Khan is already old, so old that he can't effectively curb the headquarters.

Qi Jiguang believes that what Huang Yuezhong said is not unreasonable, the main thing is that now the Ming Dynasty can't do anything, there is no cavalry, and the crusade against Altan Khan is to send food to Altan Khan, and to send Altan Khan capital for military and political struggles, and it is also a reason and excuse for sending economic blackmail to Altan Khan.

The cultivation of war horses, not to put horses on the grassland, and then select from them to get war horses, then do, no matter how good the horse, it will also become a big head, a thick neck, short ears, short body, short legs, and poor endurance, saying that it is a horse is actually very close to the body of a donkey, to reproduce war horses, you need a good stallion, that is, a large skeleton, strong endurance, and then raise a few years with food, and similar good horses to crossbreed, and then select from the offspring.

The cultivation of war horses takes a long time, and the process of forming the Ming cavalry is not slow, it depends on whether Altan Khan died of illness first, or the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty first had strong combat effectiveness.

Another miscellaneous newspaper is a people's newspaper, which has some interesting cases in it, which makes people laugh.

A rich family in Xicheng is surnamed Zou, Zou Dalang is the only son in the family, because he is more stupid, he has not asked his mother-in-law, a matchmaker came to the door to say kiss, this mother-in-law is not easy to pass, but the mother-in-law can not see the new daughter-in-law at this level, but after paying one hundred and twenty taels of silver, he still did not see the other girl.

The old mother of the Zou family felt that something was wrong, so she went to the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion to report the case, and this investigation found that the matchmaker, mother-in-law, and new daughter-in-law were all pretended to be the matchmaker herself, playing the triangle, and deceived Zou Dalang's family.

This matchmaker is twenty-four years old, widowed,, charm still exists, this Zou Dalang has to marry, this matchmaker doesn't want to be exiled, so she can only marry, but she has been married for just two months, this Zou Dalang is overworked, and he dies immediately!

This suddenly became a strange case, the old mother of the Zou family cried, and the new daughter-in-law also cried, this Shuntianfu King and the Osprey are a little stupid, how can this be judged?

What's more interesting is that later, the old mother of the Zou family went to Yamen to close the case, because the new daughter-in-law of the Zou family, that is, the matchmaker was already pregnant, and the old mother of the Zou family felt that she had a descendant, and the new daughter-in-law really gave birth to a son.

Zhu Yijun likes to read miscellaneous newspapers very much, especially this people's newspaper that does not talk about current affairs and only cares about the lives of the people, which is Zhu Yijun's favorite miscellaneous newspaper.

"Those rich families in Xitu City, after Yao Guangqi left, didn't there be any movement?" Zhu Yijun asked about the luxury households who migrated from Xitucheng, and the departure of Yao Guangqi, a representative figure, made the cohesion of the wealthy households in Xitucheng drop a lot.

"Your Majesty, it's not easy to find a person like Yao Guangqi, he has been fighting with Wang Qian for so long, he doesn't fall behind, and occasionally he can take a small advantage, there are only so many rich people in Xitucheng, so I can't find such a character anymore." Feng Bao explained with a smile.

Yao Guangqi's work, to say that it is good, is to fight for the right to speak for the rich in Xitucheng, and to say that it is difficult to hear, it is to test on the edge of death, thanks to the fact that Emperor Daming is a reasonable person, and he did not deduct a few basins on Yao Guangqi's head, otherwise Yao Guangqi would have died a long time ago.

There are not many such characters, and in the rich families of Xitucheng, there are even fewer people who dare to come out with this head, and there are even fewer people who can come out with this head.

Zhu Yijun hopes that Xitucheng can produce a few characters like Zhang Siwei and Cheng Ji, Zhang Siwei refers to the servant slave entering the palace and burning the palace, and Cheng Ji is stabbing him, stabbing him, the blade comes out of the back, and the Son of Heaven collapses in the car.

In this way, the contradiction directly intensified to an irreconcilable state, so the gentle civil fighting can be directly escalated into a military fight to counter-insurgency, and the entire Xitu City will be razed to the ground.

Obviously, the Ming Emperor is very radical in this regard, and the rich families of Xitucheng are not stupid, the migration of rich households to enrich Jinggi, it is the Ming Dynasty that the rich people are slightly disadvantaged, and the land is relocated, these rich families have lived in the Nanya Fourteen Mansion for generations, and as a result, the emperor issued an edict and moved the family, your court asked me to move my family, I obeyed the order, and your court still wanted to kill my whole family, that is the loss of the country's trust.

The wealthy families who migrated well knew that as long as they did not make any mistakes of principle, the Ming court had no reason to be too harsh.

Everyone thinks that Deng Zilong came to Beijing to ask the emperor to cross the ship with five masts, the atmosphere inside and outside the Beijing division is still very peaceful, and everyone's interest in Luzon, a vassal country that hangs overseas alone, is far less than the interest in Luzon, who has one hundred and eight concubines in Luzon, who has countless gold and silver mountains in Luzon, and who is the illegitimate son of the old Zhu family, and so on.

Soon, no one cared about what Deng Zilong was going to do when he entered Beijing, because the price of worsted wool began to fall, and I thought it was a technical adjustment, but soon, the price of worsted wool dived four times in one day.

This year, the overseas galleons could not arrive as scheduled, and the news that the silver inflow was about to be cut in half spread throughout Jingtang like wings, and at this time, everyone knew why the price of worsted wool had plummeted.

The Jin Party headed by Wang Chonggu has already left the market at the beginning of last year, because Wang Chonggu is a luxury household, very afraid of risks, violent price fluctuations do represent profitability, but also represent a huge risk, and a part of the big households, received the news in advance, when Zhu Yijun began to smash the plate, shipped together, the price of a foot of worsted wool, from seventeen silver, plummeted to seven silver, after a short rise, directly the next day plummeted to the point of three silver.

Zhu Yijun held a large amount of worsted wool, and he chose to ship and smash the plate directly, in fact, he told all speculators that if he didn't sell it, he would only rot in his hands.

On the fourth day of April in the seventh year of Wanli, when the trading house on the first floor of Yanxing Building opened, countless speculators poured into the first floor of Yanxing Building and began to put the worsted woolen in their hands for sale.

Emperor Zhu Yijun of the Ming Dynasty in the afternoon, with a group of people, quietly came to Yanxing Tower, looking at the human tragedy on the first floor, his face was calm, he did not pity these speculators, because everyone regarded Yanxing Building as a big gambling house, and everyone here was a gambler.

"The price is still too expensive, at the beginning, one foot of cloth, only seven coins of silver, and now there are two taels of silver, which is still too expensive." Zhu Yijun stood at the railing, looked at the tragedy in the world, and said in a rather cold tone to Zhang Juzheng and Wang Chonggu.

This plate has to be smashed.

"Your Majesty, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, they know that there will be today, but they are sure that it is definitely not me who is unlucky in the end, beating the drum and passing the flowers, and in the end the flowers still fall into their own hands." Zhang Juzheng looked at the desperation of those people and said disapprovingly.

Wang Chonggu's face was extremely complicated, and he said with a smile: "Your Majesty, these people have stretched out their hands to the poor coolies, and it is time for them to despair. ”

Zhu Yijun's smashing behavior was not a temporary intention, but a rule set at the beginning of the worsted wool business, Zhu Yijun and Wang Chonggu said that once these speculators stretched out their hands to the people, he would lift the table, and these speculators were really ready to reach out to the people.

The smallest trading unit of worsted woolen is one foot, the ordinary people of the Ming Dynasty can not afford it, and speculators peddle a kind of cloth ticket in the cloth shop, holding ten tickets of this kind can be exchanged for a foot of worsted wool, when this kind of business appeared for the first time, Zhu Yijun launched a smashing plate, coupled with the negative news that the Taixi galleon could not arrive in Hong Kong as scheduled, under the double effect, it triggered this terrible sell-off.

Zhu Yijun did not interfere too much with worsted woollen wool, he was a banker, naturally he would not lose money, and he rarely interfered with price fluctuations, but this game of beating drums and passing flowers could not change from the carnival of speculators to all the gambles of the poor coolies.

"Who are those people?" Zhu Yijun frowned, looked at the gate of Yanxing Tower, and found a group of people wearing silk and satin pouring into the trading house.

Feng Bao immediately whispered a few words in the ear of a small yellow door, and the little yellow door walked downstairs and disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

Zhu Yijun immediately realized that there were new players entering the market, which led to the collapse of worsted woolen prices, in addition to the panic caused by the emperor's smashing and unfavorable news, there was also a reason, that is, the big players in this market had less silver in their hands.

And now, new big players are starting to enter, and new silver is entering.

"Today, I will eat all the worsted wool as much as I want." As soon as these people entered the door, the leader took out a handful of silver bills, put them on the table and shouted at the guys in front of the counter.

The guy said with a smile on his face: "Dare to ask where the masters are from?" Today, there are quite a few of these worsted woollen wool. ”

"You're doing business here, and you can't find out? What I have is silver! The man said impatiently: "I'm not the master, I just use the silver to do things, so you just call me Huang San." ”

"Third Master Huang, please come here." As soon as the guy heard it, he understood that this Huang San is a pseudonym, and his identity is probably the housekeeper of a luxury family, or it may be the brokerage comprador of the money village, and there is no reason for Yanxinglou to open the door to do business.

Huang San's upside-down triangular eyes, the fierce light looms, born from the heart, Huang San is indeed ruthless, never emotional, he is holding millions of silver in his hands, these silver are not his, they are handed over to him by some luxury customers behind him, Huang San has been waiting for the opportunity, and now the price of worsted wool has plummeted to the time when he thinks it is suitable to enter.

Huang San followed the guy into the side room, and it didn't take long for the price of this worsted wool tweed to rise, from the price of two taels and one dollar per foot, and immediately soared to seven taels and four dollars.

"Your Majesty, this person's name is Huang Zhaoxun, nicknamed Huang San, is a native of Haining, Zhejiang, behind this person is Haining Chen, which began in the Later Tang Dynasty Chen Shiliang, originated in the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, when Song Gaozong's favorite concubine Wu Fei was seriously ill, the ancestors of the Chen family were the imperial doctors, and the wonderful hands were rejuvenated. Feng Bao told His Majesty everything he had heard.

"Selling medicine." Zhu Yijun immediately understood the origin of this family.

Those who sell laughter can't sell medicine, and those who sell medicine can't sell sugar, and the business of selling medicine is more profitable than selling laughter, which shows that his family background is really thick.

And this Huang San is the family dog of Haining Chen, and he is also the brokerage comprador of the wealthy migrants in Xitucheng, the business of worsted wool, these migrated rich families have obviously coveted it for a long time, and now they have finally waited for the opportunity.

The panic was contained, and the price of the silk coin began to stabilize.

"Your Majesty, do you want to continue to put silk coins?" Feng Bao asked with some hesitation. Whether you want to continue to smash the plate or not, Your Majesty has the final say.

"Don't worry, play tricks with him, the news that the galleon will not arrive in Hong Kong as scheduled this year, not many people know about it, I want to see how long he can stabilize." Zhu Yijun stretched out a hand, signaling Feng Bao not to worry, the panic has not yet reached its peak, and the current wave of selling has not reached its peak.

Zhu Yijun thought for a while and said, "Ti Shuai, you let people spread the news." ”

"Obey." Zhao Mengyou bowed to the leader's order, and the efficiency of passive transmission of news was far less fast than that of active dissemination, and various versions of news transmission gradually appeared.

The news that the galleon did not arrive in Hong Kong soon turned into the defeat of Daming to Hongmaofan in the South Seas, and not a single tael of silver will flow into Daming this year.

The relationship between worsted woolen and silver inflow, the speculators of the Ming Dynasty have long been very clear, and after learning the news, more people poured into the trading house.

Huang San has been sitting in the trading house, as he said, how many worsted wool in Yanxing Building today, he received all the orders, but even if he is here, the price of worsted wool is still at a speed visible to the naked eye, plummeting downward, and when the market is closed in the evening, the silk coin closed at three taels and five dollars per foot.

In the afternoon of the next day, Zhu Yijun still came to Yanxing Building, Huang San was still there, and the price was still falling.

"He panicked, it should be that the silver is not enough to cover the bottom." Zhu Yijun leaned back in the chair and said with a smile: "First smash a thousand horses to try his silver." ”

The price of worsted woolen wool has dropped by six yuan compared with yesterday, to two or two nine yuan, and Zhu Yijun is a thousand horses, a horse of fifty feet, and this thousand horses are worth 145,000 silver.

When the number of 1,000 horses was smashed, Huang San was obviously a little panicked, he was sweating profusely, but he still had an extremely difficult time to eat the 1,000 horses of worsted wool.

Zhu Yijun already knows Huang San's pocket, and it is about to bottom out, in addition to Zhu Yijun, the bookmaker, who is smashing the market, there are also a large number of speculators who are listed for sale under panic, smashing the market together.

"Sir, some words are not so absolute, Mr. said, the Ming Dynasty has a general tacit understanding, but sir, you see, they don't have this tacit understanding now, the catastrophe is coming, and the husband and wife are still flying separately, let alone this tacit understanding." Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng and threw a boomerang.

Zhang Juzheng has eaten too many boomerangs over the years, what is this, the general tacit understanding of covering luxury households is real, but now in this muddy and sandy situation, they are very tacitly seeking self-protection and seeking more blessings.

Indeed, according to the existence of a general tacit understanding, at this time, the luxury households should stop selling, let the price stabilize, and then find someone to take over, and throw out the inventory little by little.

"Two thousand more horses." Zhu Yijun said very calmly to Feng Bao.

When two thousand horses of this order of magnitude of worsted wool appeared on the listing of the trading house, Huang San stood up suddenly, he has been walking back and forth, he must make a choice now, these two thousand horses down, the price will touch the bottom line of his position yesterday, continue to eat If the price still fails to stabilize, he will be killed by his own owner!

The sweat on Huang San's face became more and more, and he slapped the table suddenly, still wanting to eat.

Zhu Yijun saw Huang San's reaction, and said to Feng Bao: "Throw another 5,000 horses." ”

Seeing this, Zhang Juzheng frowned and asked, "How much worsted wool does Your Majesty still have in his hand?" ”

"About fifteen thousand." Zhu Yijun answered his question truthfully, he smashed the plate this time, prepared a total of nearly 20,000 worsted wool, he can't accurately control the price of worsted wool, but he can guarantee that he can stop this game.

As soon as the number of five thousand horses hung out, Huang San directly collapsed to the ground, he knew that everything was over, and above the last feast of worsted wool, he became meat on the board.

When Huang San hurriedly put the inventory in his hand up for sale, Zhu Yijun slammed out a terrifying quantity of 10,000 horses, and the price of worsted woolen woolen dropped from two taels to seven dollars.

Huang San sat in the corner sluggishly, until now he couldn't understand one thing, that is, why the dealer wanted to smash the plate.

Who is the owner of Yanxing Building, the luxury households in Beijing can guess some, either the Huangzhuang or the Quanchu Guild, so the worsted wool dealer is either the emperor or Zhang Juzheng.

Huang San couldn't understand why Emperor Daming or Zhang Juzheng was willing to ruin this business, the price of worsted wool was more than a dozen silver per foot, and the official factory of Daming woolen made a numb scalp, and the commission of three thousandths of the trading line made Yan Xinglou make a lot of money, and the trade of worsted wool is a cornucopia!

And the dealer is really willing to smash this cornucopia!

This is completely beyond Huang San's expectations, which casino owner would be willing to demolish a well-run gambling house?

Huang San thought that when the price was low enough, the dealer would come forward to cover the bottom, Huang San thought that the dealer was reluctant to destroy this priceless cornucopia, but when the price touched seven coins per foot of silver, Huang San knew that today next year would probably be his own sacrifice day.

Zhu Yijun once again indifferently swept the desperate faces of the speculators, and left with his hands, and the worsted woolen business ended completely from today.

"Sir wants to enrich the country and strengthen the army, this transaction is ruined by my own hands, sir, don't blame me." Zhu Yijun smashed a cornucopia with his own hands, and he wanted to know what Zhang Juzheng thought about it.

In the process of Zhu Yijun's smashing of the plate, Zhang Juzheng never expressed his opposition, and let him, the emperor, act, now that the cornucopia has been smashed, how does Zhang Juzheng judge?

"Your Majesty, the minister is presiding over the new policy under the name of enriching the country and strengthening the army, and it is indeed necessary to accumulate prosperity, but it is better not to earn some money." Zhang Juzheng bowed his head again and said: "Your Majesty, the people are the foundation of the state, the country is solid, these speculators, they shouldn't be, they shouldn't, let the people of Dousheng also participate in it." ”

The reason for smashing the cornucopia is that a foot of cloth is divided into 100 cloth tickets, and this business has been done here, and the rich mine of mining and covering luxury has deteriorated, so there is no need to continue to exist here.

"Sir, righteousness." Zhu Yijun knows Zhang Juzheng's temper very well, if he is really dissatisfied with the cornucopia being smashed, he will definitely say it to his face, in the thirty-second year of Jiajing, the Taoist master was scolded by Zhang Juzheng on a note, Zhang Juzheng's personality is like this, he really says it directly.

Wang Chonggu looked at the wailing speculators and showed a cruel smile.

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