The Songjiang Navy is so majestic that it is naturally impossible to raise it to watch. In fact, they are already doing a lot of things.

Protecting merchant ships, eliminating pirates, and eliminating smuggling are their daily routines. The income generation alone is not much different from the expenses of the court.

Many times, wealth accumulates more and more. A pauper may not be able to earn the money he has been thinking about day and night. But a rich man sits at home, and there are ways to make money everywhere, and the same is true for the country.

In the past, the Ming Dynasty was so poor that it was so poor that it paid off taxes everywhere and collected a lot of money. It also filled all the vacant items in Liaodong, and raised things like Wu Sangui and Guanning Jun. It turned around and bitten backwards, completely biting the Ming Dynasty's throat.

Now the Huachao treasury is full, but the more money it spends, the more battle it is, the richer it is. As a time traveler, even if he doesn’t have any skills, at least Hou Xuanyan understands the general trend of the world.

How can you not achieve twice the result with half the effort? Even a pig can take off at the storm, not to mention the Central Plains dynasty held by Hou Xuanyan. In fact, it is not only not a pig, but also a temporarily stranded dragon. A gust of breeze is enough to make it soar again and lead the world.

Looking through the account book of the navy, Hou Xuan couldn't help but smile and praised the ministers around him.

Officials of Songjiang Prefecture, like eating honey, were filled with joy from the inside to the outside, and probably the New Year was not as happy as today. The officials who were excited all expressed that they would continue to work diligently, serve the country, and share their worries.

Fan Xian raised his waist, leaned forward with a saliva face, and smiled and said, "Your Majesty, Uncle Gong San asked me to send you a message saying that he was old and sick in Japan, and his homesickness became increasingly urgent, and his body was already at dying. I beg Your Majesty to be kind to him so that he could return to Jiading to sweep the tombs and guard the tombs for the late emperor, Lord Huang and his brother."

After Hou Xuanyan became emperor, he posthumously named his father Hou Dongzeng as Emperor Hualie; his younger brother Hou Xuanjie, who joined the river, was King Ren; Huang Chunyao as King Ying; and the four major families of Gong, Shen, Xu and Zhang in Jiading were all named Dukes. Of course, except for Gong Zifang and Hou Xuanyan, these families did not leave a living... The titles were only the Qingfeng in the countryside and the Mingyue in the hometown.

The officials below looked at him enviously. Admiral Fan and the emperor were so close that they dared to come up and talk like this. Before they could finish their envy, they saw Admiral Fan's instep being stepped on and was so cruel that he squatted down and screamed in pain.

Hou Xuanyan curled his mouth, completely ignoring that he was the third uncle who coaxed and deceived him and threatened him to Japan, and scolded loudly: "Fuck! Gong Laosan followed Tokugawa Ikawa to Beijing last time, and stayed in Jinling for half a month and refused to go back. I sent the Jinyiwei to take him to Longtan Port and a ship to Japan. At that time, the old boy was quick-witted and said very good words to me, and he had been dying for half an hour. He was dying for only a few days? You can bring him a word to him, and it's okay if you don't want to stay in Japan. When I come back, I will send him to Malaga, where there is still a lack of a governor.

I don’t understand why the loyal and martyr of the Gong family came to him, Gong Laosan, and he had repeatedly refused. Tell him not to go too far and force me to not return to China for life."

The Malacca is farther away than Japan and is a real place to transform. It is more than a thousand mountains and rivers away from Jinling. Fan Xian took a breath and silently mourned Uncle Gong San in his heart.

It’s not that Hou Xuanyan didn’t want him to come back, but Gong Zifang did a great job. Japan became the largest commodity dumping place, raw material supply place, distribution center and transit station under his command, and became the most popular nation with Huachao, without even taxes. Even so, the Japanese were thinking about his good deeds, and even some Japanese had spontaneously set up a statue for him. This was the treatment that Zhu Dadian did not have at the time, which showed his status in the hearts of the Japanese.

After reviewing the Songjiang Navy, he did not stay for a long time. Hou Xuanyan's ceremonial guard went down the coast and went to Fuzhou.

After experiencing the era of Zheng Zhilong's entrenchment, Fujian rose rapidly and could almost be said to be a province with the largest number of wealthy businessmen.

Fujian people are born businessmen, especially their yearning for and control of the sea, which allows them to take the lead in the vigorous rise of maritime merchants.

Because of the thoroughness of opening the sea, Hou Xuanyan has replaced Zheng Zhilong and become the most wise monarch in the hearts of Fujian people.

This is how ordinary people are. They will recognize whoever makes them live a prosperous life. They say that everything else is empty and they can’t even eat, and they say that nothing is empty talk.

The further you go south, it is like chasing the footsteps of spring. The weather is getting warmer and the vegetation is getting greener. Occasionally, the islands are already green all over the island. Hou Xuanyan went out to sea several times and had seen the world. Lingyao and Yang Fujin chirped excitedly, like two good-looking birds. For them, everything is novel, and the sea is like opening a window to another world. With the seasoning of these two beauties, Hou Xuanyan's deep-sea phobia has also been alleviated.

Fuzhou, not far away, has begun to prepare for the welcome. Naturally, civil and military officials are nervously checking the entire city, cleaning up suspicious figures, and even cleaning the road surface.

Fujian officials made sufficient preparations and thought they had figured out the emperor's preferences. They spent a lot of effort on the welcome, but they did not spend much money.

The yamen runners with a knife on their waist and shackles in their hands were strolling around the streets, taking turns to do their duty. When they saw suspicious people, they first interrogated them.

These blue-clothed constables, yamen runners, drooping their eyes, their eye sockets are deep, and their walking is sluggish. They seem to be staying up late late recently. In order to welcome the emperor, they have been working overtime for a month and are often scolded.

At the Yuelai Restaurant in Fuzhou, a group of people looked solemn and even felt a little sad. They gathered together, with a total of no less than a hundred people, but they didn't speak to each other.

Only the people on the table in the middle talked in a low voice from time to time, as if discussing something big. These people were not dressed in poor people, and some of them were even dressed in luxurious clothes, and they would get a thousand taels of silver when they were dressed in one piece.

All the curtains around were lowered, and canvas curtains were used. The restaurant, which was very lively in the past and was like a cloud of guests, was contracted today and no one was allowed to enter. The table was just simple wine and food, and almost no one had moved. The atmosphere was heavy like a mourning hall.

Strangely, the officials in Fuzhou seemed to have forgotten this place, and no one came in to check them, as if they had acquiesced to the gathering of these people.

"We must seize this opportunity. In just a few years, have you forgotten your blood feud?"
Chapter completed!