The Ming Dynasty started with caution

In the past two days, the officials of the Metropolitan Procuratorate had lost their reputation. The prince could easily kill two dirty officials, but these officials, who specialized in inspecting the court affairs, had made no achievements at all.

Dai Shan, the censor of the capital, could not bear to lose face, so he reprimanded all the officials and spat on them.

The officials lowered their heads in shame.

The imperial censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate can impeach the emperor, and the emperor can impeach the cabinet and the six ministries. There is only one person they need to be cautious about impeaching.

That is their chief, the Censor of the Ducha Yuan, Dai Shan.

When it was Yan Chengjin's turn, Dai Shan nodded with a rare smile: "I have borrowed your impeachment memorial. It is well written, but can you curse people?"

"???" Yan Chengjin.

"The imperial censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is different from the six officials. It is not enough to just be able to write sparse memorials. You also need to be able to practice the skills of verbal confrontation and read the laws of the Ming Dynasty thoroughly. Only then can you be invincible." Dai Shan decided to focus on cultivating Yan Chengjin.

What he said was true.

The Metropolitan Procuratorate is one of the three judicial departments, and it is the basic skill of the censor to know the "Ming Code". When impeaching, you have to indicate in the memorial what crime the person has committed.

Impeachment experts specialize in impeaching people with unpardonable crimes to achieve the goal of killing someone with one bullet.

Li Dongyang was such a master. When Liu Jin was executed by Ling Chi, a memorial he wrote played a decisive role, and every detail led to his death.

Yan Chengjin had been prepared for it. When he was still in the Hanlin Academy, he studied the laws of the Ming Dynasty and knew the specific contents without flipping through the book.

Today, the British Duke leads his army in triumph.

In the wide courtyard in front of the Meridian Gate, hundreds of civil and military officials lined up on both sides, and the imperial guards lined up. The atmosphere was solemn and a bit festive.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the street. The factory guards had already made some "arrangements". The streets were empty and there were not many people.

Zhu Houzhao stood aside and waited for a long time but no one came. He couldn't stand anymore and quietly moved back and disappeared beside Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi didn't want to deal with this guy.

"Lao Gao, I want to tell my father that Wang Shouren is my warrior." Zhu Houzhao whispered.

Yan Chengjin's lips moved slightly: "His Highness said so, why tell me."

"I am afraid that my father will continue to investigate. The imperial edict on the first-grade jade axis is at Wang Shouren's place. Have you forgotten it?"

"Your Highness, please keep your voice down..."

Emperor Hongzhi twitched his face, and was thinking about whether to go back to the palace and beat the traitor to vent his feelings before the British Duke came.

Zhang Heling also felt that His Highness the Crown Prince was dangling in front of his eyes like a fly, which was really annoying.

The brothers looked eagerly at the street, expecting the two Song telescopes to appear in their field of vision.

During this period, a lot of money was lost.

If there are ten people looking at the moon a day, each person has one tael of silver, that is ten taels of silver.

Suddenly, Zhang Heling felt his heart twisting. He had lost three hundred and twenty taels, so His Majesty gave the two brothers twenty taels.

Blood loss...

I saw two figures slowly appearing at the end of the street in the distance. They were the British Duke and Wang Shouren, followed by more and more soldiers.

Emperor Hongzhi was overjoyed. The Beijing army that fought against the Tatars finally returned.

The British Duke and Wang Shouren dismounted and knelt in front of Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded: "I am deeply gratified that Britain has publicly recognized the might of the Ming Dynasty's military."

Zhang Mao had tears in his eyes. The Zhang family had not received such recognition for a long time.

All the officials nodded in praise.

The atmosphere was festive.

Zhu Houzhao said happily: "My father also praised Wang Shouren."

Like a piece of mouse droppings falling into the pot, the atmosphere became less wonderful.

Wang Shouren said straightforwardly: "I dare not take credit. Before sending the troops, I discussed it with Lord Yan Chengjin. It should be Lord Yan's contribution."

Everyone followed Emperor Hongzhi back to Fengtian Hall, with Yan Chengjin walking behind, but saw Wang Hua with a complicated expression, seemingly unhappy.

The imperial court had such a great victory, Emperor Hongzhi decided to favor all officials and make an exception for a day off.

The next morning, the sky in the capital was blue.

Yan Chengjin changed into a loose top shirt and lay on a wicker chair in the courtyard, with Chunxiao gently waving a cattail leaf fan beside him.

Zhu Houzhao slipped out of the palace and brought two people with him.

When they entered the door, the Zhang brothers looked at Yan's house: "Brother, Yan Chengjin made us suffer. How about we trick him?"

"What good ideas do you have?"

"Let's trick him again in a few days, lest he think it was our brothers who did it."

Zhu Houzhao was not happy: "Lao Gao is my brother. You two should not let me destroy our relatives out of justice."

Zhang Heling laughed loudly: "Uncle is also worried about him."

"It's so shabby here..."

The three of them swaggered into the courtyard.

Hearing that He Neng said that Zhu Houzhao had brought someone, Yan Chengjin hurriedly came to the main hall of the old courtyard. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the Zhang brothers.

The Zhang brothers looked friendly and enthusiastic.

How could this bitch Zhu Houzhao expose his lair...

A hundred secrets and a sparseness.

A few days ago, the Zhang brothers were shouting about beating and killing, and Yan Chengjin became wary.

"My dear nephew, my two brothers want to order ten more Song telescopes for 90,000 taels of silver. What do you think?"

Yan Chengjin was shocked, not because of the money, but because of what these two fools wanted with so many Song telescopes.

"What does Sir Sir use it for?"

"We are willing to buy it, so don't ask so many questions." Zhang Heling said generously.

"If you don't tell me, I'm sorry that I can't promise it."

"We want to sell it to the Franji people. They are willing to spend 20,000 taels of silver to buy it. Do you think they are stupid or not..."

Zhang Heling punched his brother, glared, motioned for him to stop talking, and then smiled: "My dear nephew, don't listen to his nonsense."

The Ming Dynasty had a maritime ban. At the beginning of the country, the law was passed, and no sails were allowed to go to sea.

But this was just turning a blind eye. Overseas trade was already very prosperous in the early Ming Dynasty.

Mainly, ministers and relatives traded with the French, and they could benefit from the maritime ban. The governors did not dare to ask, and the garrisons could not stop them.

As long as they did not sell strategic materials, war horses, weapons, armor, and ships were still within the tolerance of the court.

The trade between the French and the Ming Dynasty was very active, especially in Guangdong. There were French people doing trade all year round, buying antiques, tea and silk.

During the Weiyuan War, the Song family astronomical telescope became famous. The Song family astronomical telescope was a new technology, so it was normal for the French to target it.

Western countries were not calm. Yan Chengjin estimated that the French were learning from the Weiyuan War and wanted to buy it back to invade other countries. No matter how expensive it was, they were willing to pay money.

"Opening the sea is against the ban, the two lords should be careful." Yan Chengjin said.

Zhang Heling said, "We have already sold two telescopes, and it's not a big deal. This item is not prohibited by the court."

"Kaihai will never sell it."

"Then what do you want?"

"You two lords, please write a document saying that you need it at home, so you ask me to make Song telescopes. You can't trade with the French. Sign your names." Yan Chengjin said casually.

Zhang Heling smiled and said, "Do you have paper and pen at home? My two brothers will sign the document now."

The Zhang brothers knew that this guy was afraid of death and wanted to distance himself from the matter, but they were not afraid.

"Lao Gao, don't you want money? I'm here, don't be afraid, just speak." Zhu Houzhao was surprised.

The Zhang brothers wanted to beat their nephew to death, but when they thought about being beheaded, they said with a pained heart: "Just give my nephew ten taels of silver as a reward for his hard work."

Yan Chengjin said: "The two uncles must send ninety thousand taels of silver, and then I can order Song Jing to make it."

The Zhang brothers nodded in response, signed a document, and hurried back to the mansion to prepare silver.

After a while, ninety thousand taels of silver were carried into the Yan mansion.

As soon as the box was opened, silver was everywhere, just like falling into a money hole.

It took most of the day to count and accept.

In the evening, Song Jing came to the Yan mansion.

Yan Chengjin said: "This ten thousand taels of silver is the waste of making fifteen Song telescopes."

The first Song astronomical telescope was expensive because it took a lot of materials to make the equipment.

Now all kinds of mold-making equipment for making Song telescopes have been made, and the craftsmen are supported by the Ministry of Works, and they don't spend money.

Zhu Houzhao was dumbfounded. The Zhang brothers gave 90,000 taels of silver, but Lao Gao made 80,000 taels for nothing?

"Please keep your mouth shut, Your Highness."

Zhu Houzhao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Yan Chengjin was worried and made him swear a hundred times before letting him go.

Song Jing looked embarrassed: "Sir, if you calculate it, one thousand taels of silver is enough to make one, which is too tight."

"If you make it for the French, you can save some materials. The leftover scraps can be reused. This time you don't have to follow my standards."

Thanks to Linhai Mo Shuyou for the reward