Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty

The secret room outside the wall,

Zhu Di walked around the cramped room with his hands behind his hands.

"Swear to sweep away Japanese slaves without caring about your own safety!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

"A man from the Han family really has such a bloody spirit at all times!"

"But these Japanese slaves are really hateful." Zhu Di turned to look at the big boy and said through gritted teeth, "If I don't fight them, they will massacre my capital in the future!"

Although Zhu Gaochi was excited, he still suppressed it and calmly advised: "Father, you cannot use the future mentioned by Mr. Jiang as a reason to declare war now. The government and the public do not believe it."

Zhu Di said with a ferocious smile: "Reason?"

"During the Hongwu Dynasty, these Japanese slaves fought against the Northern and Southern Dynasties. They even used a prince from the Southern Dynasties to claim to be the 'King of Japan' and deceived the Ming Dynasty for decades."

"Now I have figured out the true and false status of the Japanese slaves. The shogunate of Lao Shizi is just like those powerful ministers who established the three divisions of the government after the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and commanded all the Chinese and foreign military forces."

Zhu Di sneered again and again.

"What's more, I have been on the throne for several months, and you still haven't come to pay tribute and congratulate me."

"What is this if not a country of disobedience?"

"The small country of Zuer despises the Ming Dynasty so much. Is there any reason not to conquer it?"

"I would like to meet with the shogun to see whether it is my sword that is stronger or his mouth that is stronger!"

Zhu Gaochi closed his mouth.

And just after Zhu Di made up his mind, Jiang Xinghuo inside the wall also spoke up.

"How come no one stands up? There will always be someone who stands up. As long as there is a spark, even a tiny glow, it can light up the way forward and start a prairie fire."

Jiang Xinghuo paused for a moment and said hopefully.

"But why does it cost so much for someone to light this spark?"

"If I can light it up in advance, can future generations avoid this fate that makes people feel sad just thinking about it?"

"That's why I said that if it were possible, taking advantage of the huge benefits of gold and silver mines to conquer Japan is what I really want to do."

"It's a pity that the sentence is approaching, so this is just a thought while giving advice."

Jiang Xinghuo let out a long sigh: "Even if I go out, how can I, a commoner, turn things around and accomplish something that requires the strength of a country?"

"I will draw a map of the location of this mountain of gold and silver to show you. Honorable people like you will be able to go out one day. Only by going out can you have a chance to do things."

Jiang Xinghuo's thoughts were wandering.

If this could really be accomplished and Japan's national destiny be ruined, how much blood would be shed by the sons of the Han family in future generations.

"What Mr. Jiang said is absolutely true. I have written it down. Where is that place?"

As Zhu Gaoxu raised his question, everyone across the wall held their breath and pricked up their ears.

Jiang Xinghuo drew a simple map on the sand under the tree with his hands.

"The silver mine is called Ishimi Ginzan, and the gold mine is called Sado Gold Mountain. They are both on the northern coast of Japan."

He pointed to two large islands thousands of miles northeast of the Yangtze River's outlet in the southern part of Lee's Korea.

"If Jeju Island is obtained from Lee's Korea, and then the pirate den of Tsushima Island is conquered, these two large islands can be used as stable transit supply bases to reach northern Japan, and then control these two gold and silver mines."

Jiang Xinghuo then outlined the coastline of Japan and pointed to a small island in the north.

"Sado Jinshan is an island isolated overseas. It has been Japan's historical place of exile. Its status is like Lingnan in the Tang and Song Dynasties."

Jiang Xinghuo pointed to a place on the coastline and said: "Iwami Ginzan is in the 'China' area in Japan's traditional sense. It is not far from the long north of the coast and does not need to go deep into the land."

Hearing this, looking at Jiang Xinghuo's words, even Li Jinglong, who had always been skeptical about his predictions, showed excitement on his handsome face.

Even if it's just a map on the sand, even if the outline is a little blurry.

But for Li Jinglong, it is impossible to verify that there will be a "Tumu Fortress Change" in the future of the Ming Dynasty. However, Jeju Island and Tsushima Island, which are actually islands in the sea at the moment, cannot be deceived.

With a rough orientation reference, the so-called "Iwami Silver Mountain" and "Sado Gold Mountain" can be found.

Iwami Ginzan may be a bit difficult to search. After all, on the Japanese mainland, you need to enter the inhabited coastal areas to search. However, Sado Kanayama is a small island isolated overseas and a famous place of exile. It must be among the Japanese. Everyone knows it.

Such a desolate and conspicuous island is easy to find, and there will be no obstacles in verifying it.

Li Jinglong stared at the map seriously for a long time, confirming that it was remembered in his mind, and then he personally reached out to erase it. This thing cannot be kept.

Of course, Li Jinglong doubted Zhu Gaoxu's memory and whether he could keep the map in his mind for three quarters of an hour.

What's more, Li Jinglong has been reading poetry and books since he was a child, and everyone in the elite circle knows that his memory is not very good. Zhu Di has not seen the map with his own eyes, so he will definitely let himself draw it in the end.

After erasing the map, Li Jinglong frowned slightly.

Li Jinglong murmured to himself: "No, I always feel like something is wrong."

"What's wrong? The map is wrong?" Zhu Gaoxu asked curiously.

"It's not that the map is wrong."

Li Jinglong recalled the original topic and finally realized the problem.

"Jiang Lang, what we were talking about at the beginning was that people should pay silver instead of food during taxation. The Ming Dynasty does not have so much silver, right?"

"Yes." Jiang Xinghuo raised his head, "You are very smart. You have finally realized this. You are worthy of being my student."

"Which point?" Zhu Gaoxu looked puzzled. He was still immersed in the joy of being overwhelmed by the massive amount of silver.

Li Jinglong didn't even look at Zhu Gaoxu and continued: "So Jiang Lang said that there is Iwami Ginzan in Japan that can produce eight million taels of silver a year."

"Then let's assume that the Ming Dynasty can make an expedition across the sea to occupy this silver mountain, and can steadily obtain eight million taels of silver every year."

"But the question is, for a country, what use does the Ming Dynasty need all this silver?"

Zhu Gaoxu interjected: "That's money, just money. You can buy whatever you want. Why is it useless?"

"Summer insects cannot speak of ice."

Li Jinglong couldn't bear Zhu Gaoxu's constant interjection and asked, so he could only answer with all his strength.

"Silver can certainly be used to buy things from the people at the beginning, but if there is a sudden influx of silver when the Ming Dynasty does not have enough silver, even silver will depreciate greatly. What is the difference between printing treasure banknotes?"

"If there is no difference, then what is the value of silver? Isn't it just 'paper' that is rarer and more durable?"

"For this pile of 'paper', the Ming Dynasty sent out large armies on a cross-sea expedition. Of course, for the soldiers who went on the expedition, they personally made a fortune. For the country, wouldn't it be a loss to grandma's family?"

"It's better to fight the Mongols on the grassland. At least we can get back some cattle, sheep and war horses."

When Zhu Gaoxu heard this, his brain shut down on the spot, his CPU almost burned out, and he immediately stood there blankly.

Like a goose.

Jiang Xinghuo listened patiently to Li Jinglong's words, but did not show any surprise.

"I know that smart people will figure this out sooner or later." Jiang Xinghuo said calmly, "Sooner or later, he will wake up after being shocked by the huge shock of eight million taels of silver a year."

“Then can you repeat what I said at the beginning of this lesson about the reasons, history, and trends of ‘silver monetization’?”

"The answer to the question you asked has actually been hidden in it for a long time."