Zheng Jing asked: "One hundred ships?"

Zheng Chenggong shook his head.

Zheng Jing's eyes widened: "Could it be a thousand ships?"

Zheng Chenggong still shook his head.

"Ten thousand ships? That's impossible..."

Zheng Chenggong smiled bitterly: "It means to keep making it..."

"Ah?" Zheng Jing was shocked: "How much silver will this cost? I'm afraid it's an astronomical figure..."

Zheng Chenggong looked towards the Imperial City and said, "Money is not a problem! His Majesty said that the money for shipbuilding will come from the treasury. We only need to provide people. We will get a portion of the money earned from sea commerce, and the rest will be used to build ships. A portion will be returned to the treasury to be used to pay for the inner court expenses and the royal family salaries."

Zheng Jing blinked and his expression became complicated.

He knew that from today on, their Zheng family would board the treasure ship of the Ming Emperor.

It is both an opportunity and a challenge for them.

If Zheng Jing could understand this truth, then Zheng Chenggong also understood it.

He knew that he had a heavy responsibility and it would be difficult for him to carry it alone.

It would be better to tell your son in advance and let him help share some of the burden.

In Zheng Chenggong's expectant eyes, Zheng Jing nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Dad, I've taken note of it."

Zheng Chenggong smiled slightly, glanced at Zheng Jing, then opened the door and looked at the sky in the distance.

There, the bright moon rises in the sky like a precious mirror, accompanies the clouds for thousands of miles.

......

The eighteenth day of the first lunar month, the first year of the Ming Dynasty.

In the ninth month of his accession to the throne, the Ming Emperor Zhu Cijiong suddenly received the resignation letter from the chief minister of the cabinet, Qiu Yu.

He requested to resign and return home on the grounds of his advanced age.

Zhu Cijiong had been mentally prepared, so he was not surprised.

He neither agreed nor opposed, but kept Qiu Yu's memorial.

Qiu Yu had no choice but to meet with Zhu Cijiong to resign.

Zhu Cijiong said helplessly, "Lord Qiu, it's not that I don't want you to return home to retire. I just ascended the throne not long ago and the court is in need of people. How can I control the court if you leave?"

Qiu Yu answered tactfully: "Your Majesty, I don't want to leave the court either, but my health is failing. Considering the current situation of the court, I recommend a capable minister to replace me as the chief minister of the cabinet."

Zhu Cijiong was polite again and asked, "Who did Lord Qiu recommend?"

"Fang Yuegong."

Zhu Cijiong narrowed his eyes and did not express his opinion.

Qiu Yu began to explain: "Fang Yuegong was not only a wise minister, but also a capable minister. During his tenure as Minister of Revenue, he managed the Ministry of Revenue in an orderly manner. However, when he was promoting currency reform, he was excluded by the Donglin Party and was forced to leave the court."

"Now that the government is in order and the people are in harmony, I think it is a good opportunity to re-employ Fang Yuegong. This move can not only show your majesty's love for talents, but also help govern the country well. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone."

Zhu Cijiong exchanged some polite words before slowly saying, "In that case, then summon Fang Yuegong to the capital."

Qiu Yu lowered his head and smiled: "I obey your order."

On the first day of March, Fang Yuegong rushed to the capital from his hometown in Huguang.

It is not against the rules to directly let him take over as the Prime Minister of the Cabinet.

Therefore, with the recommendation of the cabinet chief Qiu Yu and the main officials of the six ministries and nine departments, Fang Yuegong was appointed as the Minister of Rites.

Three months later.

Qiu Yu resigned and returned home, and Fang Yuegong took over as the chief minister of the cabinet.

On the second day of his appointment as Prime Minister, an imperial censor named Feng Duanxu came out of the court and said, "Your Majesty, I impeach the governor of the East Factory, Wang Zhixin, for corruption, forming a clique for personal gain, and taking human lives lightly. Your Majesty, please investigate thoroughly."

Fang Yuegong frowned, feeling something was wrong.

He was impeached not earlier or later, but just when he became the Prime Minister.

This is intended to use him to deal with Wang Zhixin.

Who could that person be?

Your Majesty today?

Most likely not.

Because the process is wrong.

According to Zhu Cijiong's character, if he wanted to move the king's heart, the first step was to control him, not to impeach him.

But Wang Zhixin stood in the court as if nothing had happened.

If it wasn't Zhu Cijiong, then who could it be?

Before he could figure out who was behind this, a member of the Household Department came forward and said, "I second the motion."

"I second the motion." said an imperial censor.

"I second this proposal," said another censor.

Within a short moment, two more officials expressed their opinions.

These people have one thing in common: although they hold considerable power, their official positions are not high.

The kind of person who has power but cannot stir up any trouble.

Zhu Cijiong sat on the dragon throne expressionlessly, waiting quietly.

Although he had long wanted to take advantage of the king, he would not act rashly before figuring out who was behind the scenes.

Wang Zhixin was surprised by the sudden impeachment.

He looked back, and his gaze cut across the faces of the four men like a knife, scaring them so much that they either took a half step back or lowered their heads.

"Your Majesty," Wang Zhixin knelt down in front of Zhu Cijiong, "I am wronged, Your Majesty, please look into this matter."

Zhu Cijiong looked at Fang Yuegong and asked leisurely, "Lord Fang, what do you think?"

Fang Yuegong complained in his heart: How can I watch it? I sit and watch it.

However, he only dared to complain in his heart and did not dare to say it out loud in public.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Fang Yuegong said calmly: "I believe that evidence is required for everything, and impeachment is no exception."

Imperial Censor Feng Duanxu immediately said, "Mr. Fang is right. We really need to provide evidence."

As he spoke, he pulled out an account book from his sleeve and held it high above his head: "This is the evidence of Wang Zhixin's corruption. Your Majesty, please take a look."

Zhu Cijiong ordered someone to take over the account book, but did not check it in public. Instead, he hurriedly ended the meeting.

After returning to the Palace of Heavenly Purity, he asked Wang Guoxing, the commander of the Imperial Guards, "Who is this Feng Duanxu?"

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