The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Yan Song glanced at Jiajing lightly.

The two gay friends who fought side by side in embarrassment as a rape, connected with each other at a glance.

Jiajing's face darkened, and he shouted at Huang Jin: "You slaves of the supervisor of ceremonies! Things are getting more and more procrastinated! Yan Aiqing told me ten days ago that such an important friendship treaty with the Mughal Empire requires Use seals. Why don't you use seals? Get out and use seals now!"

Huang Jin took the blame, but knew that the emperor was a routine, nodded and bowed, and ran down, from the hand of the eunuch who held the seal, knotted the Ming Dynasty Seal, carefully covered it, and breathed with his mouth, looking at Honghongtong with satisfaction. Daming Imperial Seal of the Ming Dynasty apologized to Yan Song and said with a smile:

"Old Yan Ge, I'm sorry, but the servants below are careless. Let's beat them when we get back!"

Three steps away, Salem was blown alive.

your sister.

Routines are routines!

He couldn't help shouting: "But I haven't seen Daming's banknote yet?"

Yan Song's face remained unchanged, he took out a stack of blank banknotes from his big sleeve, and said slowly: "Prince, tell me the number. I always draw one for you now, ah bah, it's a banknote. The three ticket numbers of Daming are all common.”

Salim nearly vomited blood.

your sister's.

You drew me a silver ticket on the spot and defrauded me of 2000 million treasures?

Yan Song really did what he said, slowly, and wrote a 1500 million silver note to Salim with a brush (Yan Song believed that the treasure was worth 1500 million), and handed it to Salim: "This is the prince who brought Daming goods. Payment for goods. According to the Treaty of Tianjin, the Ming court has the right to purchase the goods identified by the Ming court first. So the prince doesn’t have to bother to set up a stall by himself. I count my Ming as considerate of you. This is better than a huge sum of money, no change, no delivery ..."

He handed the fluttering silver bill to Salim, turned around and returned to his seat, the old god was there, and he closed his eyes and meditated.

Prince Salim held the silver ticket with the ghostly drawn talisman (Yan Song's rotten one), like a stone statue, weathered on the Daming Palace, that sad posture reminded the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty that they were robbed of their precious first night by a prostitute. , The poor girl who only got a white note and stood with tears in her eyes.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty expressed their sympathy and joy for the misfortune.

"Oh, this treaty is really..."

"Since the treaty is signed, there is nothing you can do if you like me."

"Fortunately, you can still buy things with this money, and it's not a loss. You can open it if you want, Prince Salim."

"Although you can't bring back gold and silver, you can still go to Daminghua. By the way, I know a gold selling cave in Nancheng. Sister Yao is very beautiful. Would you like to introduce it to you?"

Jiajing couldn't help laughing.

He gave Yan Song an appreciative look.

No wonder Yan Song was so confident that he dared to blackmail the huge wealth of the Mughals. It turned out that he had signed a black-hearted treaty long ago, and he was just waiting for the Mughals to jump in.

Jiajing thought: "Yan Aiqing is really a loyal and patriotic person. In order not to make me worry, she has done so many good things to benefit the country and the people. If it wasn't for this Salem causing trouble and the prince making a fuss, I would not have known about it. It seems that there will be another 1.1 Yan Aiqing has been rewarded. What can I reward?"

Jiajing had a headache.

As an emperor, he certainly knew how valuable the Tianjin Treaty, which sealed the national seals of the two countries, was to Ming Dynasty!

Jiajing couldn't believe that this kind of bloody treaty was signed because Akbar's head was kicked by a donkey, or he was pinched by a door panel!

When the Mughals came to Daming, they used real gold and silver, and what they took back could only be goods or bank notes from Daming.

This means that the Mughals are continuously sending gold and silver to Daming.

Although in theory, the Mughals could also bring back goods or buy services, but Jiajing knew that buying goods meant leaving most of the value in Daming!

This is tantamount to Daming's blood-sucking Mughal.

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Chapter 849 Yan Song Establishes the New Financial System of Ming Dynasty【8】

Even the prince was dumbfounded.

Mowo himself signed the treaty and stamped the national seal. If he, the crown prince, said anything about "helping the manager and not helping the relatives", he would be slapping his own mouth!

reason?

Does the treaty count?

Yan Song acted in accordance with the contract and gave Mo Go a bank note. What else could Mo Go say?

The prince is so depressed, he is almost suffocating internal injuries.

No matter what Yan Song does, he has buried a hole in advance, and as long as the prince jumps, he will definitely fall into the hole.

This was the third time that the prince had been bloodied by Yan Song before the end of the year.

The princelings all looked ashamed, disheveled, and retreated in embarrassment.

All the ministers of Ming Dynasty looked at them with contempt.

Secret ridicule also continued to fly.

"Huh? Do you want to help the manager or not? Why don't you talk?"

"Those who eat food inside and out, there is nothing to say now!"

"Mr. Yan Ge's ingenious arrangement, Mogu agreed, and you meddle in your own business."

"In my opinion, Gao Gong, the left servant of the Ministry of Rites, you might as well go to Mughal to do it!"

Yan Song was reminded by the traitor system that after a wave of blood pits, 15 harvested 5 reputation points again.

"Prince Xuekeng, reputation is easy to come by!" Yan Song couldn't help laughing.