Hearing Yan Song's roar, Yan Shifan seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and when he entered the house, he still held a stack of account books and an abacus in his hand.

"Dad, I know what you have to say."

Yan Song also ignored Yan Shifan's voice, and scolded angrily when he opened his mouth

"The silver of the household department, it is from the imperial court, you say take it out, if something happens to his Tao family, how will you end up?"

"Dad, don't worry."

"Presumptuous, how can I not be in a hurry, if I lose the silver of the treasury, even if I lose all your heads, how many taels can I get back?"

"My son said don't worry, do you know how big the Tao family's industry is now?"

"Is this a big deal about his family's business? The court, the world, the monarch ......"

"Dad, the money he received from the Tao family outside is one cent a year!"

Looking at Yan Shifan's greedy appearance for money, Yan Song hated iron in his heart.

"Evil obstacles, evil obstacles......"

The abacus in Yan Shifan's hand couldn't help but fiddle, and before Yan Song finished speaking, Yan Shifan raised the abacus in his hand.

"Dad, I've calculated all the accounts that can be seen, in the entire southeast, now there are at least one million people who want to live on the Tao family, it is the Xie family who has strung together so many of our families, and the Tao family receives at least 400,000 taels of silver every year, what are you afraid of?"

There was a dead silence in the hall.

Yan Song knew that he could earn a lot of silver by going to sea, but Yan Song never expected that a potter alone would be able to get so much silver at sea every year.

Different from the Qianlong Dynasty, Qianlong knew why he covered his ears and stole the bell, for the Ming Dynasty at this time, it still stayed on the record that Zheng He brought back when he went to the West, the West was descended, looking at the world, the entire West Ocean was just a small Timur that could be swept away, even this Timur collapsed a hundred years ago.

Looking at his father's stunned appearance, a smile also appeared on Yan Shifan's face.

"Dad, what do you mean that the tail is too big to fall off? That's the tail that doesn't fall off! Even if it's a court ......"

Don't wait for Yan Shifan to finish speaking.

A "snap" sounded coming.

Yan Song raised a slap and slapped Yan Shifan in the face.

"You still know the imperial court?! Do you still have the imperial court in your eyes? ”

"What time do you think it is? Is the North and South in turmoil? What can the Tao family do if they are rich? There are millions of male soldiers in the imperial court, and he is a master of pottery, how many guards can he withstand? ! Don't you know what happened to the Xie family?! ”

Yan Song stood up excitedly, pointed at Yan Shifan's nose and scolded angrily.

"There are still millions of people who look up to the Tao family, and there can only be a cloud on the heads of the people of the Ming Dynasty, and that is the emperor!"

Yan Shifan, who was slapped by Yan Song, stood in place and never came back to his senses for a long time.

After a long time, Yan Shifan threw the account book in his hand and said with a scornful smile.

"Dad, I calculated these accounts by myself, even he Tao Shixian himself doesn't know how many people the Tao family is supporting now, how can the court know?"

"Now the court doesn't know, it doesn't mean that the court won't know in the future, the Tao family's business is getting bigger and bigger, do you think this Manchu Dynasty is a fool?!"

Yan Shifan sneered: "Dad, a cent of profit is enough to discourage businessmen all over the world, only when you are an official in the court, you can have the courage to borrow the Tao family's silver, and only if the tree has deep roots, can you meet the real Haili!" ”

Yan Song's brows gradually frowned, staring at the son in front of him.

"What do you want to do?"

Yan Shifan looked at Yan Song almost madly.

"He can take his place!"

Whether it is Tao Shixian or Yan Shifan, they don't know what deflation is, and they don't know that doing so will turn Daming into a bottomless pit of silver.

Out of fear of imperial power, they found that as long as the interest rate was high enough, it was enough to make the merchants of the world afraid of this business, and they could also control the scale of going to sea in the hands of "their own people" so that the court would not notice them.

All they want is security and stability.

Of course, it is even more unlikely that they would know that in a few hundred years, there would be a foreigner named Paul Volcker who would use the same principle to save the life of another huge empire.

Looking at Yan Shifan's expression, this was the first time in Yan Song's life that he felt that a person would suddenly become so strange.

At this time, Yan Shifan seemed to be possessed by a young beast.

Yan Song didn't know what this young beast would look like in the future.

In front of the imperial court, it is obviously so fragile and insignificant.

But the greed and anger in Yan Shifan's eyes still made Yan Song feel cold.

"Evil obstacles...... Evil creature! ”

Half of the anger in Yan Song's heart came from anger, and the other half came from fear.

These two Yan Song exhausted all the strength of his body, and then lay on the chair and gasped for breath, and whispered a little breathlessly:

"Evil obstacles, you listen to me, as long as I still have a breath of air."

"Don't think about it!"

"Come on, lock it up and calm down!"

The two members of the Yan family came when they heard the sound, but when they saw the father and son in the hall, they couldn't help but look at each other.

"All deaf?! I'll let you lock him up! ”

"Young Master......" The two family members looked at Yan Shifan in embarrassment.

Yan Shifan didn't talk nonsense anymore.

"Don't say it, I'll go with you."

Yan Song sat slumped in the chair, looking at the direction of Yan Shifan's departure, Yan Song suddenly realized that he was really old, and his own words were about to be bad in his own home.

It's like the words of the imperial court have become less easy to use in the southeast.

In the night sky after the snow, the moonlight was exceptionally bright, and Yan Song, who was terrified and angry under the moonlight, fell asleep.

The nights in Kyoshi winter are so long, just like the night sky trying to forcibly suppress the rising sun, but unfortunately in the land of 40 degrees north latitude, the sun will always rise as usual.

The fifteenth day of the twenty-seventh year of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty.

When the first rooster in Jingshi crowed, Ning Jue, who had already woken up and put on his official uniform, opened his eyes suddenly, pinned Chao Wat to his waist, and strode towards the direction of the Forbidden City.

At this time, Ning Jue's heart was extremely excited.

Compared with going back, Ning Jue also hopes that the power in his hands can make the history of the Ming Dynasty a little deflected.

After all, this is not in conflict with looking for death.

"Is this what power tastes like?"

Ning Jue asked softly in her heart.

As an ordinary person, Ning Jue didn't know the answer, this was a feeling that Ning Jue had never experienced.

On the way to the palace, Ning Jue met many people.

Everyone's faces were filled with uneasy expressions.

In the matter, Shu Ting, Yushi Zhou Liang, and Chen Jiude successively reconciled with Ning Jue.

Ning Jue didn't notice at all that these people seemed to be deliberately avoiding his gaze.

At this time, Ning Jue only had two words in his heart.

Open the sea!

Open the sea!

Fuck the sea ban!