The Gu family's industry covers too wide, and they have workshops that make money, so Gu Youde has no idea how to start for a while.

For example, their weaving is second only to the Wu family in Jinling, but building a huge textile workshop seems to be a big deal. It is hard to say whether they can have enough cotton in the future.

Gu Youde's mind was spinning rapidly, hoping to understand what Hou Xuanyan meant, but this kind of thing had the insights of later generations in Hou Xuanyan, and it was very easy to think about it. For people of this era, there were barriers in their thinking.

Hou Xuanyan held a small teacup and pushed forward, saying, "For example, this is the imperial navy. I am going to hand over shipbuilding, the production of military accessories, iron ore excavation, and copper and iron smelting to private merchants. Zhang San can build a cannon barrel, Li Si will pack gunpowder, and Wang Wu will build a ship, and finally hand it over to the imperial court. The navy takes these to sea to regain a broader market and a lot of gold and silver from the foreigners. At that time, the gold and silver will be handed over to our Ming merchants. Merchants will have to become bigger and hire craftsmen. Only in this way can the silver be put on the right track."

Gu Youde suddenly realized that the current maritime business profiteers are only wealthy merchants and their sailors, and all the money has flowed into the hands of merchants and the court. Hou Xuanyan built the so-called factory to make the scale larger and benefit the people. This move will not lose much to merchants. After all, if the scale is larger, merchants' income will only be higher; the people can also make more profits or make more means of livelihood.

Gu Youde's eyes rolled and he immediately smelled the trick. In this way, the merchant's status at the end of the four people would definitely rise. If this were the case, Gu Youde would have been happy for a long time, but now he is determined to be a royal relative, so he has calmed down a lot.

No matter how rich I have, I still have to support it. Gu Youde smiled and said, "This is a good thing, I just don't know the largest workshop in history."

"It's a factory." Hou Xuanyan corrected.

"What business is our largest factory ever?"

"When the sea is opened, ships are the most important. In the future, the demand for ships will increase unprecedentedly. I think the contracting dock is good."

Gu Youde thought, even if you lose your money, what if you lose your money, the emperor will still worry about his descendants not being rich in the future.

"Okay! Our Gu family will take the last time for you, the son-in-law."

Hou Xuanyan curled his lips and said, "Taigong doesn't need to be so tragic. Sooner or later, you will know that this is a huge pie." Gu Youde smiled. He didn't know how much wealth there was in the outside world, and he thought that the heavenly kingdom had everything.

"The Northern Expedition was successful in the four years, and then the name of Ling'er will be called "Siling"."

To benefit the people and promote the people together, Hou Xuanyan learned from the Meiji Restoration in Japan. First, support a large number of large factories, let them drive industry and commerce, weaken the small peasant economy, and then the foreseeable prosperity.

Gu Youde held a "Si Ling" sign that Hou Xuanyan personally picked up the pen and returned to the Gu family with his granddaughter Ling'er.

Along the way, Gu Youde frequently looked at the carriage behind him, with his granddaughter inside, which was also his most proud investment in his life.

Gu Youde, who was full of spring, thought that Gu Ling'er was the biggest reliance for the Gu family in the future, and did not take the sign in his hand seriously at all.

The next day, on the outskirts of Suzhou, the richest man in Suzhou, Gu's family began to build a factory, and the change began on this day.

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In the inner courtyard of the Hou Mansion, Yang Fujin was lying on the bed with a satisfied smile on her face.

He really came to his side when the peach blossoms were blooming, and he could see his father as soon as his child was born.

Hou Xuanyan pushed the door open and the two little maids retreated. Yang Fujin's eyes became more happy and she struggled to sit up. Hou Xuanyan stepped forward to support her, sat on the head of the bed and held her in her arms.

People say that a pregnant woman is a small stove. Yang Fujin is warm all over. Hou Xuan said softly: "How is it? Are you still used to living in Suzhou?"

"Well, Uncle San's family treats me well and even takes my parents over." Yang Fujin closed his eyes and lay in his arms. He didn't feel such gentleness on Yunlong Mountain. The little military doctor could be regarded as guarding the clouds and seeing the moon brightly.

Hou Xuanyan gently stroked the hair in his palm, felt the satisfaction and attachment of the little military doctor in his arms, and felt a hint of guilt in his heart.

At the beginning, rumors were flying all over Jinling, Lu Zhenfei and Liu Zhongzao secretly raised trouble. For the sake of safety, Hou Xuanyan chose to send her to Suzhou. Unexpectedly, she was still in danger.

A strange bird scream sounded outside. Hou Xuan's eyelids twitched Yang Fujin's back and said, "I have some things to deal with, you go to bed first."

Yang Fujin held his hand and asked timidly: "Then are you here tonight?"

"Haha, come on, don't worry."

Hou Xuanyan turned around and left, gently brought her the door, walked into the courtyard and stood up straight, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

A figure walked out of the darkness and clasped his fists and said, "The Supervisor... Prince, after the Prince was promoted, some ministers in the court often gathered privately, and there were disrespectful words in their words. Among them were Zhan Shi, the young master of the Zhan Shi, the Minister of the Taichang Temple, the Hanlin Academy's attendant scholar, the Imperial College, the Imperial College's priest, and the Imperial College... "

Hou Xuanyan raised his left arm and signaled that he didn't need to read it anymore. He said, "Give the list to Liu Ting, Jinyiwei, and ask Wang Xiangnian to cooperate with him to remove these people from official positions. If you don't want to be an official, let them get out quickly. How many people who are disgusting with benevolence and righteousness all day long are real gentlemen. Open the hearts of these dog literati, nine out of ten are black."

When the war ended, some meritorious ministers were waiting to rise to power. Since these people were dissatisfied, they just made room for others. The reason why Hou Xuanyan agreed to be the king was to give his subordinates a reassurance, and to try the reactions of all officials in the court and eliminate dissidents.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty were the ones who carried forward the dross of Chinese thousand-year-old culture to the extreme. They held on to the moral thighs of Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism, were strict with others, and were lenient with themselves, and were more shameless than imagined. They were full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and were full of thieves and prostitutes. Hou Xuanyan had no interest in arguing with them. Anyway, these bitches would become honest if they were ruthless.

The spy from Qianxiang Camp Yingnuo said, turned around and wanted to leave. Hou Xuanyan suddenly said, "Let's wait, how are you investigating the collision of the ship?"

The spy moved, turned around and said, "Go back to the prince, the owner of the ship was arrested. However, no matter how much he was tortured, this guy refused to speak. We had already followed the silver notes on his body and found some clues. I believe we can find out soon."

Hou Xuanyan nodded and waved, "Let's go."
Chapter completed!