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Chapter 1858 Open Day

"Probably a few days ago." Zhu Zhanji saw Han Du's expression was strange and mumbled something vaguely.

"How many days ago?" Han Du continued to ask reluctantly.

Zhu Zhanji was a little afraid of Han Du's eyes, so he leaned back slightly, pursed his lips and said, "It was about ten days ago, I can't remember clearly."

Ah!

Han Du's eyes towards Zhu Zhanji were full of inexplicable meaning. Logically speaking, the first time two people met was the most profound impression. Let alone more than ten days ago, even if it had been several years, it would be clear.

Chu remembers.

There is only one reason why Zhu Zhanji spoke so vaguely. He had something wrong in his mind.

It seems that there is a side between him and Yu Qian that he doesn't know about. The relationship between them is not as simple as Yu Qian said.

Seeing this, Han Du kept this in mind and worried that his abnormality would attract Zhu Zhanji's attention.

He smiled lightly and changed the subject, "Actually, I came to see you today because of another matter."

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Zhu Zhanji didn't notice Han Du's abnormality. He was concentrating on thinking of excuses. When he heard Han Du's words, he suddenly felt like he was being pardoned and secretly let out a sigh of relief.

He quickly responded with a smile, "My lord, please tell me, I will never refuse if I can be of use to you!"

"That's good." Han Du nodded slightly, "I really need to trouble you about this matter."

Zhu Zhanji just smiled and agreed, quietly waiting for Han Du's next words.

After a pause, Han Du took a deep breath and said, "Over there in Xinming."

"Master, you want to know about Xinming?" Zhu Zhanji's eyes widened suddenly, with an incredible look on his face.

Judging from his contact with Han Du after returning to the Ming Dynasty, he had prejudices against Grandpa Huang and even the entire Xin Ming Dynasty. Even the teacher, who was his biological brother, was disliked by him at the beginning.

Now Han Du actually took the initiative to ask about Xin Ming, which made Zhu Zhanji's curiosity suddenly increase.

He moved his chair, straightened his clothes, and sat upright, looking at Han Du.

Han Du was interrupted, and when he saw Zhu Zhanji's movements, he couldn't help but asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"I know everything about Xinming. Even if you speak, I will tell you everything!" Zhu Zhanji nodded seriously.

Han Du saw that Zhu Zhanji was more nervous than himself and was immediately amused by him.

Shaking his head, he said, "It's not as serious as you think, and I don't want to inquire about your secrets."

After sighing and pausing for a few seconds, Han Du continued, "I just want to ask you something. Have you found any traces of Han people there for many years?"

Zhu Zhanji was confused when he heard this, "Master, aren't we the Han people in America?"

"No, no, no, what I'm talking about is, apart from you, have you seen any other Han people?" Han Du gestured with his hands. Seeing that Zhu Zhanji still looked puzzled, he added, "Or

, have you found any traces of the warship?"

"Traces of warships." Zhu Zhanji frowned, and Han Du's question became increasingly strange to him.

After pondering for a moment, Zhu Zhanji looked up at Han Du and shook his head, "No, I haven't seen any warships in recent years, not even ordinary boats."

"In the first few years when we arrived in America, there were still merchant ships going there, but gradually they stopped coming. Are you talking about them?" Zhu Zhanji turned his head and looked at Han Du.

If it weren't for the fact that no merchant ships were going to America, Grandpa Huang wouldn't have sent him so eagerly.

Come to Daming.

Han Du sneered and shook his head a few times. What he was looking for was not a merchant ship, but those people!

Seeing Zhu Zhanji's eyes full of curiosity, Han Du weighed it up. Most of those people had hid on the other side of America, and the Ming Dynasty was too far away to reach them.

The best way to eradicate these people is to borrow Zhu Di's power.

Thinking of this, Han Du smiled and said, "Are you confused about who I am looking for?"

"Master, are you willing to tell me?" Zhu Zhanji was a smart man and guessed that this must be a big secret, and Han Du would probably not tell him easily.

Unless there are any conditions!

"Of course, this is not a big deal." Han Du said with a relaxed face, "If you want to know, then I can tell you."

Han Du smiled and waited for Zhu Zhanji's answer.

Zhu Zhanji's face suddenly darkened, and he thought to himself, "Good guy, it's even scarier if you don't have any conditions. I'm afraid if you want to know this secret, you will have to pay a bigger price!" .??.

Zhu Zhanji glanced at Han Du, then lowered his head and began to think.

After a while, Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "Master, please speak, I am all ears!"

Han Du picked up the tea cup and moistened his throat, "Do you know about your emperor's creation of treasure notes?"

"I heard Grandpa Huang talking about it." Zhu Zhanji nodded with a smile, "But later on, it was the Grandpa who took charge of the treasure banknote collection department and produced the most exquisite treasure banknotes to this day."

Faced with Zhu Zhanji's obvious bragging, Han Du had no choice but to laugh.

After pausing for a few seconds, Han Du continued, "But what your grandfather doesn't know is why your emperor ordered me to make new treasure banknotes."

"Why? Isn't it because

Are the treasures made for the prince better?" Zhu Zhanji's heart suddenly skipped a beat. What was the secret that even his grandfather didn't know?

"Of course not." Han Du directly denied Zhu Zhanji's guess.

He explained, "In the past, the treasure banknotes were very crudely made, and it was not difficult to imitate them. Therefore, since the treasure banknotes came out, they have been targeted by some people."

"The purpose of privately printing treasure banknotes is to destroy the nine tribes. Who dares to do this?" Zhu Zhanji was surprised. He never thought that the emperor would ask Han Du to make treasure banknotes for this reason.

"People die for money, and birds die for food! You underestimate people's greed." Han Du shook his head and said, "It doesn't even cost a penny to print a treasure banknote, but it can be directly converted into a thousand coins.

This is a huge profit of more than a thousand times, let alone the annihilation of the nine tribes, even if it is cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, it may not be able to scare everyone."

Although Zhu Zhanji is young, the environment in which he grew up makes him understand human nature far beyond his age. After hearing Han Du's words, he couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

"Mr. Baochao has solved it, but what should we do if there are other things?" Zhu Zhanji couldn't think of how to stop people's greed, and couldn't help but worry.

He will inherit the throne in the future. If he can get the answer from Han Du, the benefits to him will be immeasurable.

Seeing Zhu Zhanji sincerely begging for advice, Han Du was also generous.

"It is impossible to completely stop people's greed."

Zhu Zhanji nodded solemnly.

"But just like treasure notes, you can increase the difficulty of making them. As long as others can't make them exactly the same, it won't help no matter how greedy they are!"

Zhu Zhanji's eyes lit up and he was filled with emotion. A matter that he had no clue about was actually solved by Han Du in just a few words.


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