"You bastard, how can you do this as an immortal master?!"
Xiao Zhusi had not yet returned to his seat. The moment he made a sound, Lao Zhu had already kicked him in the butt.
"Ah, yes, yes..."
"My son is not worthy, dad, you do it, dad, you do it..."
Xiao Zhusi rubbed his butt and nodded repeatedly.
"What should we do?"
Ji Boying looked at Xiao Zhusi and then at Lao Zhu. He always felt that there was something wrong with the conversation between father and son, but he couldn't tell what was wrong at the moment.
"Could it be Japan that the immortal said?"
At this moment, Zhu Gaochi from Jianwen time and space, a fat young man who had traveled all night and was covered with work, tentatively spoke for the first time. He was the only one among the people who met Ji Boying for the first time, and he was somewhat unfamiliar.
Sense.
Hearing this, Ji Boying smiled happily again.
What teachers fear most is that they are lecturing on top while students are sleepwalking or reading novels below.
Even Jianwen, who looked the most tired, was listening carefully and thinking actively, which showed that he was quite successful in this class.
"That's right."
"The four islands of Japan's silver mines contain the largest silver reserves of this era."
"Even if a small area can produce silver, how much can it produce?"
Old Zhu Di subconsciously spoke out. Emperor Yongle obviously looked down on the island country.
How much?
Ji Boying smiled.
National justice is at heart. Although he does not like the small life of the island country, he has to say that the island country not only produces white tutors in future generations, but also produces white money in this era.
"The annual output can reach up to five million taels."
"If you dig hard enough, you can reach tens of millions of taels."
This figure is really not just reported by Ji Boying. The four islands of Japan's silver mines do have this output. Among them, the largest Iwami silver mine accounts for one-fifth of the total, with an output value of more than one million taels a year. As for the fact that many novels say that a single Iwami Silver Mine can produce an annual silver output of seven to eight million or even tens of millions, it is obviously based on historical data.
"Only five hundred taels..."
Old Zhu Di said something again.
"Dad, Wan."
The fat Yongle next to him reminded me at the right time.
Five million!
This number, like a thunderbolt, exploded in the heart of old Zhu Di, and also echoed in the hearts of other Zhu Di, Zhu Gaochi, and Zhu Zhanji.
The annual silver production of a mere island country is hundreds of times that of our Ming Dynasty?!
If these words were spoken by others, they would not believe it, but if they came from Ji Boying’s mouth, everyone would believe them!
Everyone’s eyes lit up, including Lao Zhu.
This group of Zhu family emperors, at this moment, all look like bandits who have descended from the mountain, with only white flowers in their eyes.
Silver! It’s all my money!
‘After class, I will immediately revoke the order of the Northern Expedition when I go back and send troops to expedition to Japan. I must capture the entire four islands.’
Old Zhu Di slapped the table, his eyes showing determination and uncontrollable excitement.
Because in Lao Zhu Di's view, the biggest factor that hinders him from expanding his territory is money.
‘When I take over the four islands and transport the silver back, I will then conquer the Oara Tatars in the north. Who in the court dares to object?!’
Everyone was excited by the news of the annual output of five million taels of silver, but Lao Zhu was much calmer. He had been accustomed to a hard life since childhood and his entrepreneurial experience told him that it is easy to eat a pie falling from the sky.
Broken front teeth.
"Brother, Kublai Khan, the founder of the Yuan Dynasty, conquered Japan twice and was defeated by the divine wind. It shows that Japan is favored by God. What we are worried about is that if we waste our national power on an expedition to Japan, once it encounters the divine wind, the sea will not be as good as the land. This god
When the wind blows, all our soldiers will be buried in the sea."
Lao Zhu's tone was very solemn.
In fact, since the founding of Hongwu, the relationship between Ming Dynasty and Japan has been extremely bad. First, the envoy sent by Lao Zhu to Little Japan was killed, and then he was deceived by Ke Jin for several years. The angry Lao Zhu wanted to hang the little Emperor of Japan.
Hit.
But Lao Zhu was sober and restrained. Instead of sending troops to Japan in anger, he listed Japan as a country that would never be conquered and strictly ordered future generations not to use troops against Japan.
The reason why Lao Zhu made this decision is that firstly, Lao Zhu felt that the island country was so small that even a bird would not bother to poop when it flew by. Secondly, he had learned from the mistakes of Kublai Khan, the founder of the Yuan Dynasty.
After all, great men like Kublai Khan, who had conquered the world, suffered greatly from the expedition.
Zhu Laosi, Lao Zhu Di, Hong Xi Da Pang, and Emperor Xuande, the four current emperors also frowned. They are the top leaders of their respective dynasties. They have absolute decision-making power whether to launch troops against Japan.
"What my father said makes sense. Kublai Khan's two campaigns against Japan cost him more than 100,000 troops and countless supplies of food and grass. It can be said that the gains outweigh the losses."
Zhu Laosi took a deep breath.
"But."
"The Four Islands Silver Mine must be taken! This is not only for us, but also for future generations!"
Hong Xi and Emperor Xuande, father and son separated by time and space, looked at each other with determination in their eyes.
"What do you call me?"
Ji Boying glanced at these emperors.
Everyone was stunned.
"God favors you."
"When did I say that I would care for little Japan?"
Discourse outlet.
Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, Big Fatty Hong Xi, Emperor Xuande, and a bunch of princes all had their eyes bright, and the dark clouds dispersed instantly, and it suddenly became clear.
That’s right!
The location of the Immortal Master is the will of God!
With the immortal master here, we are still afraid of jer’s divine wind!
Kublai Khan's defeat was due to God's will, but our Ming Dynasty has the protection of immortal masters, God's blessing, and destiny, so what should we fear?!
Looking at the eagerness in the eyes of these big and small Zhus, Ji Boying sighed in his heart. It was not that he had to show off in this place, but that he had to.
Are you going to tell people of this era about subtropical depressions?
How did the lecture style come into being?
Talk about ocean currents?
Total nonsense.
Few people in future generations can understand it. You expect these semi-literate people who don’t even know that the world is a ball to understand it.
It is better to play theology, which is simple, direct, crude and effective.
"After choosing a spring, we can send out troops."
Kublai Khan, the founder of the Yuan Dynasty, failed in his two expeditions because he chose the typhoon season of late summer and early autumn in accordance with the usual convention. He was purely seeking his own death.
Doing this twice made the kids feel awesome.
A few years later, he also created a kamikaze team and successfully brought Hiroshima to fruition.
"As for the issue of sending troops to Japan, after class you each go back to your own dynasty to figure it out. If you have any questions, you can shake the wind chime and I will show up to give you guidance. Don't waste the last time of class."
Ji Boying took a deep breath and thought that lecturing is really tiring.
"Next, let's move on to the next step."
"If you successfully capture the Four Islands Silver Mine Group and possess a massive amount of silver, how will you use this silver?"
Old Zhu Di spoke immediately.
"Conquer the Tatars from the north and destroy the grasslands!"
"Next."
Ji Boying directly ignored Old Zhu Di, who was obviously confused about the Northern Expedition.
"Master Immortal, I have a question."
Zhu Biao has been frowning all the time. Even when he learned that the four islands of Japan can produce five million silver per year, his frown did not relax.
"Say."
"With such a massive amount of silver pouring into the Ming Dynasty, what should I do if the silver is no longer valuable?"
Enlightened!
This quasi-emperor, who has never truly ascended the throne of emperor in history, has obviously much higher understanding than other members of the Lao Zhu family.
"Brother, are you stupid? That's just free money, how can it be worthless?"
Xiao Zhusi, who was sitting in the back seat of Zhu Biao, laughed.