Hu Renzhi smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, you are making things difficult for the common people."
"How dare you!" Gao Qiqian said angrily, "How can you talk to Lord Long Live?"
"Gao Banban, are you itchy again?" Chongzhen said, "Do you want to be slapped by the imperial cane again?"
Gao Qiqian was so frightened that he quickly retracted, not daring to say another word, lest he said the wrong thing again, otherwise Long live the Lord should really be angry, at least he is not really angry yet.
Chongzhen said again: "Hu Renzhi, I won't embarrass you, just tell the truth."
"The grassroots received the decree." Hu Renzhi said truthfully, "among these treasures, purple gold and horseshoe gold are the most valuable. They are worth the same price whether they are in Yunnan or transferred to Jiangnan."
"But treasures such as rhinoceros horns, ivory, pearl agate, jade, cinnabar, and amber have completely different prices in Yunnan and when shipped to Jiangnan. Also, if they are cleared all at once or shipped slowly over a long period, the prices are also different.
They are not the same, so it is difficult to make an accurate estimate, and ordinary people can only give a rough estimate."
Chongzhen smiled and said, "Then give me a rough idea."
Hu Renzhi pondered for a moment and then said: "The maximum value in Yunnan is 30 million taels. If it is shipped back to Jiangnan and cleared once, it will be worth about 50 million taels. But if it is shipped slowly over 50 years, it will be worth at least 100 million taels."
Two pieces of silver!"
After hearing this, Chongzhen had a rough idea in his mind that selling fifty million taels would be no problem.
As for slowing down shipments over a period of fifty years or even hundreds of years, there is no need.
At that moment, Chongzhen asked Hu Renzhidao: "Are your Wang and Hu families also engaged in jewelry business?"
"Go back to the Holy Spirit, our Hu family and Wang family are also engaged in jewelry business." Hu Renzhi's heart couldn't help but beat wildly when he heard this. It's really hard to calm down. This is a treasure worth fifty million.
"Okay, I will leave this treasure to you two for disposal." After saying this, Chongzhen added, "The price is fifty million taels of silver, and I can also send troops to escort your two caravans back to Nanjing.
"
Such a large amount of treasures cannot be protected by the Wang and Hu caravans alone.
"The common people would like to represent the Hu family, and the Wang family would like to thank the Holy One for his kindness." Hu Renzhi was overjoyed and knelt down to bow his head.
I really didn't expect that the Holy One would actually entrust these two families with such a large batch of treasures to deal with. Although it is not easy to deal with such a large batch of treasures, you will definitely not lose money if you lose money.
Even if it is a conservative estimate, this order can earn at least two million taels.
If you do it well, it is not impossible to earn five million taels.
After all, there are many rare treasures in this batch of treasures, which are priceless.
Hu Renzhi left with a lot of thanks, and Zhu Cijiong said unwillingly: "Father, seeing how Hu Renzhi is doing, he will definitely still make 50 million to 20 million, and the profit is not small, why don't we send troops to take down this place ourselves?"
Send a batch of treasures back to Nanjing, and then hand them over to the Ministry of Internal Affairs for auction? Wouldn’t this sell for more money?”
"Jiong'er, my father will teach you another truth today." Chongzhen said solemnly, "A person's knowledge must have limits. No matter how knowledgeable and talented you are, there are always things in the world that you don't know, so
Don’t presume to be omniscient and omnipotent, professional matters must be left to professionals.”
"Let the cook do the cooking."
"Leave it to the groom to raise horses."
"For medical treatment, leave it to the doctor."
"When doing business, leave it to the businessmen."
After a pause, Chongzhen continued: "Jong'er, one day in the future, you will become the king of a foreign vassal country. As a king, you can't just focus on such a small profit. You can't just see this.
After transporting the treasures back to Nanjing, you can earn an extra one million taels or two million taels, but you have to see the sunk costs in dealing with this matter."
"Sunk cost?" Zhu Cijiong was confused for a moment, why couldn't he understand it well?
Chongzhen gave an example: "If you were responsible for this matter, would you have to keep an eye on these treasures all the time? If something was stolen midway, I'm sure it would definitely happen, and then would you have to investigate?
Investigation takes time, and processing the investigation results takes even more time, and it also involves your energy."
"It was finally shipped back to Nanjing, and there will only be more things to do next."
"Don't think about handing these treasures to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and that's it. The Ministry of Internal Affairs also has a lot of things on their hands. They also need to spend a lot of time and energy to help you deal with these treasures, and then the Ministry of Internal Affairs handles so many things.
Personnel, will it be stolen, will one or several of the treasures be taken for yourself?"
"Then the auction becomes even more troublesome. This is not one or two treasures."
"This is more than 10,000 boxes and hundreds of thousands of rare treasures."
"Wealth moves people's hearts. Dealing with these treasures is far more complicated than you think."
"If you save this time and energy, how many major national affairs can you handle?"
Speaking of this meal, Chongzhen said again: "The same is true for handling these treasures, and the same is true for governing the country. Professional matters should be left to professionals, so that you can save time and govern the country efficiently."
"I understand," Zhu Cijiong suddenly said, "so my father will hand over the affairs of the government to the cabinet with full authority."
"Children can be taught." Chongzhen said happily, "I don't want to be like your father, Emperor Gao. He goes to bed at four o'clock and gets up at five o'clock every day. He can't do anything all day long except reviewing the ministers' memorials."
"Your father, I have to spare all my time and energy."
"Dedicated to fighting wars, devoting himself to recruiting rebellion for the Ming Dynasty and opening up new territory."
After saying this for a while, he continued: "When it comes to fighting, your father and I are experts."
"I understand," Zhu Cijiong said, "In the future, I will also learn from your father, the emperor, and leave the affairs of the government to the ministers and leave all professional matters to professionals. I will just lead the troops to fight.
Open up territory and expand territory.”
"Yes, opening up territories is what emperors and kings should do." Chongzhen smiled, then raised his head and cast his gaze to the north, as if he could see Sichuan thousands of miles away across the void.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I originally planned to pacify Shadingzhou, but I also took care of Zhang Xianzhong in Sichuan.
But now it seems that there is not enough time, because it is already late September, and the preparations for the conquest of Zhang Xianzhong will be almost to the end of November. Then the march will be at least two months, and the war will be six months.
But it is not comparable to the grass bandit Sha Dingzhou, Zhang Xianzhong has already formed a certain climate.
As a result, it will be postponed directly to July and August next year.
This will definitely not work. By then, the fight against Jiannu and Pseudo-submissives would have been completed.
So we can only wait for the opportunity in the future to free up our hands to deal with Zhang Xianzhong.
Fortunately, Yang Zhan fought pretty well in Sichuan. Didn't Qin Liangyu say last time that Yang Zhan had already reached Meizhou? It seems to be the same in history. Zhang Xianzhong summoned an army of hundreds of thousands and prepared to fight back to Wuchang, but was defeated by Peng Chuankou.
They were severely defeated by Yang Zhan, driven to northern Sichuan, and then defeated by Hauge's Qing army.
The world line of this world has been changed beyond recognition.
With Hauge already dead, it is even more impossible for Hauge's army to enter Sichuan.
Therefore, Zhang Xianzhong will not be shot to death by Yabulan's arrow again, and Yang Zhan will not necessarily be murdered by his men, so let these fateful opponents be entangled for a few more years.
It's the Tumut battle between the hypocrites and the Jiannu. I wonder what the outcome will be?
But judging from the time, the winner should be determined, right?
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"A sneeze! A sneeze, a sneeze!"
Dorgon suddenly felt itchy in his nose and sneezed three times in a row.
"Master, it's getting cold, put on your cloak quickly." Hou Fangyu quickly brought a white fox fur cloak and thoughtfully put it on Dorgon.
Dorgon didn't feel it at all.
Dorgon's entire attention was focused on the river beach ahead.
On the river beach, I saw the puppet army's horse-footed army wading across the river.
The confrontation with the puppet army in Junzijin lasted for almost half a year. From the beginning of April to the end of September, more than a hundred battles were fought. Today, the final battle finally came.
It's time to decide the winner, because the Eight Banners warriors are all tired.
What's more, Monan will soon enter winter, and the weather will not allow the war to drag on any longer.
Before this, every time the Qing army wanted to seek a decisive battle, the pseudo-Shun army always held fast to the camp on the other side. The Qing army tried to cross the Yellow River several times to launch a strong attack, but was beaten back by the puppet Shun army.
But this time, the puppet troops took the initiative to cross the river and launch an attack.
Dorgon naturally took this into consideration and immediately ordered the Qing army to form a formation to attack.
Hong Chengchou was unavoidably worried about this and said: "Master, you have been a hypocrite for six months. No matter how provocative and provocative our Qing soldiers were in the past, they could not get out. But why did you uncharacteristically take the initiative to cross the river to attack today? Slave.
I suspect there is a mystery behind it, so Master still needs to be careful."
"Is there another mystery? What mystery can there be?" Dorgon asked, "Worried about an ambush? The terrain of Junzijin is open, and you can see dozens of miles away at a glance. Is it possible that the hypocritical ambush soldiers can still fight out from the ground?"
"Ambush is definitely impossible," Hong Chengchou said, "but there may be one or two powerful killing moves."
"Hmm." Dorgon said thoughtfully, "Hengjiu, you mean to say that we have a flintlock gun as our trump card, maybe Pseudo-Shun Zhi also has the same trump card?"
"Anyway, there's nothing wrong with being careful." Hong Chengchou said.
Dorgon unconsciously tapped his riding boots with his riding crop, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Then let's change our approach."
"The Eight Banners Han Army will not participate in this decisive battle. They will stay in the rear and wait for orders. The decisive battle with the puppets will be left to the Green Camp. The Eight Banners Manchuria and the Eight Banners Mongolia should have enough troops. After all, they are attacking halfway across the border."
Speaking of this, he added: "In this way, even if an accident does occur on the battlefield, the Eight Banners Han Army can provide timely support, and the Eight Banners Manchuria, Eight Banners Mongolia, and the Green Camp can safely withdraw."
Just before sending troops to Monan, Dorgon reorganized all the surrendered troops into the Green Battalion, with a troop strength of 120,000, of which 60,000 Green Battalion soldiers were responsible for garrisoning the place.
