The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

The princelings had no choice but to pull down Wang Bengu, who was vomiting blood, and treated him properly.

While being dragged away, Wang Bengu vomited blood and murmured: "Your Majesty, money is the great thief who governs the country! You can't put the cart before the horse, the old minister is weeping and dying..."

Jiajing didn't hear it.

Yan Song reckoned that now that Jiajing had both eyes on Brother Kong Fang, not to mention Wang Bengu, even if Kong's second brother came to Jiajing in person, he would be pushed away by Jiajing in disgust.

In the eyes of the emperor, only the trading cards from 6 to Feifei were left.

"1500 million!" Jiajing exclaimed in surprise: "Yan Aiqing, this Kaihai is really a wealth of money!"

At this time, Mughal Prince Salim was also in a daze.

Salim has always been dissatisfied with Daming, even Chen Yuanyuan's astonishing performance of "Kou Liulan and Du Liniang" at the sea opening ceremony in Tianjin only made him admire for one night.

The next day, Salim was still not convinced by Da Ming.

But now, Salim was almost trampled to death by the crowd of foreign businessmen who fell into madness. He was hiding in a corner with lingering fear, watching foreign businessmen waving silver notes and gold bags, as if looting Daming goods for free, with a depressed expression on his face.

".〃What's wrong with these people? Are they all crazy?" Salim squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, tremblingly.

"Prince, they are still fighting for money! It's all about money." Sinbad also crouched in the corner with his head in his arms, for fear of being trampled to death.

"Da Ming Kaihai, to be so rich! I, Salim, will also open the sea when I go back!" Salim's eyes turned red as he looked at the eight-figure amount on Daming's trading sign.

My Mughal Empire, how is it worse than Daming, why can Daming open the sea, but I, Mughal, can't?

"Okay, Prince." Sinbad said, "But for now, let's hide for a while. There are a lot of people coming over there!"

Salim turned his head and saw a wave of zombie-like crazy businessmen rushing over to rob Jingdezhen porcelain, and he was stepped on several times.

"Oh, it hurts to death."

After a lot of fun, it was time for (Wang Qian's) to have lunch.

Yan Song: "Your Majesty, come for lunch."

Jiajing: "I'm not hungry, I'm full just looking at these numbers."

Yan Song: "..."

It was not until dusk and sunset, when the market closed, that Jiajing reluctantly looked at the shining numbers on the trading reminder board.

This figure was fixed at 4252 million taels of silver.

On the first day of Tianjin Kaihai, there was a big explosion!

The tariff tax silver is as high as 430 million taels.

Yan Song breathed a sigh of relief.

This routine of total turnover is what he learned from a certain treasure e-commerce business in later generations!

During the annual 1111 year-end promotion, Yan Song was deeply impressed by the total turnover of billions of dollars that was calculated in real time.This time it was used to fool Jiajing, and it really shocked the emperor to sit on the ground.

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Chapter 812 Look, Yan Thief has made a py deal with someone again! 【2】

Looking at the dazzling figures on the transaction total prompt board and the mountain of gold and silver in Shibo's treasurer's room, Jiajing smiled.

lol!

No matter what Confucius said, it is not as good as Brother Kong Fang!

In just one day of trading, Daming obtained 430 million silver, and the transaction volume was more than 4000 million!

What a terrifying number is this?

What about a year later?

What about three years later?

Will Daming's finances improve significantly, so that it can pay off the debts owed over the years, or even have a surplus?

Jiajing turned his head, looked at Hai Rui, Wang Jiaping, Shen Lian, Wang Xijue and the others, and said earnestly, "It looks like I'm going to increase the tariff quota for this year's shipping department. You should do it well so that you can complete the task. Guarantee the stability of Tianjin, and I will give you a credit of course!"

Several people hurriedly knelt down and shouted long live, expressing that they would dedicate themselves to their duties and complete the tasks entrusted by the emperor.

Jiajing turned his head and saw the trembling Wang Bengu who had just been rescued, and said a little embarrassedly: "Wang Aiqing, what did you say 700 just now?"

"Your Majesty...you..." Wang Bengu stared, stretched his legs, fell to the ground again, foaming at the mouth.

Behind Jiajing, the prince looked at the astonishing transaction volume, and his intestines turned green with regret.

If I had known that Tianjin Kaihai was making so much money, I was desperately trying to win several official positions in the Tianjin prefecture and the Municipal Bureau of Shipbuilding.

Today, the officialdom in Tianjin has become Yan Song's world, and there is no princeling!

How can the prince who is so poor in his pocket be reconciled to this?

Seeing that the huge amount of money and great achievements are all occupied by Yan Song, but the prince's party can only watch from the sidelines and drink the northwest wind. This person is more angry than dead.

Zhang Juzheng and Gao Gong behind the crown prince also looked envious and jealous.

Although Yan Song didn't say a word about this great contribution, he must be the one who didn't run away.

Thinking of the persuasion and obstruction of their Qingliuzhi ministers before, now they all turned into invisible big slaps on their faces!