"Ancestor's rule, what kind of ancestral rule?" Zhang Xianggong was stunned at first, then frowned, and activated his passive skill of extensive memory. He suddenly said, "Are you talking about the Luzon Governor's Office?"

"My father-in-law really knows everything and can do everything." Young Master Zhao's face was full of admiration.

"Alas, I am forgetful nowadays and can't remember things clearly." Zhang Juzheng took the willow wood pipe from Yao Kuang and said while smoking:

"I only remember three times in the third, sixth and fifteenth years of the Yongle reign, when the eunuch Sanbao led a fleet of 27,000 people to inspect Lingyayuan, Manila, Mindoro and Sulu in Luzon. At that time, Zheng He, in the name of Emperor Chengzu, appointed Xu Chailao, a native of Jinjiang, Quanzhou, as the Governor-General of Luzon. It was in the third year of the Yongle reign, Yiyou, and lasted until his death in the twenty-second year of the Yongle reign. As for what happened afterwards, I really have no impression..."

"I didn't go to the West later, and the court didn't record it..." Zhao Hao couldn't help wiping his sweat. He finally understood why the performance evaluation system was successful. The key was not how clever the design was, but the supervisor was too strong! With such a leader who can't be fooled at all, you can only hold your nose and stick your butt out and work hard.

He immediately led the Brunei forces behind to occupy Luzon and establish the Sultanate of Luzon. A few years ago, the country was destroyed by the Spaniards who came from 30,000 miles away. The local Chinese were on high alert and eagerly awaited the arrival of the royal army. He told his father-in-law about this.

Zhang Juzheng was deeply moved after hearing this and sighed, "Look at the globe you made. Portugal and Spain are neighboring countries that have been going in opposite directions, but they can meet at the doorstep of the Ming Dynasty. This enterprising spirit is what the Ming Dynasty has lost for a long time..."

"It's not too late to be brave after knowing shame, father-in-law." Young Master Zhao said hurriedly.

"You should do it first." But Zhang Xianggong was not interested. He supported Zhao Hao's overseas development only under the premise of not burdening the court. And he had to extort a lot of money from him every time.

This time is no exception.

Zhang Xianggong pondered for a moment, raised two fingers and said, "Jiangnan Bank pays the Ministry of Revenue two million taels, and your father agrees to re-establish the Luzon Governor's Office and grant all rights and interests in the Luzon Islands to the Jiangnan Group."

"It's the Nanhai Group..." Zhao Hao reminded hurriedly.

"Is there any difference?" Zhang Juzheng rolled his eyes at him.

"There are still some." Zhao Hao smiled a little guilty, and then proposed a condition: "We must also strongly encourage immigration to Luzon. Places that are mainly populated by Han people are Han areas. We can't give them to others after we occupy them this time."

"Okay, I will approve no more than one million people to immigrate to Luzon." Zhang Juzheng nodded.

"There are still restrictions?" Young Master Zhao said unsatisfiedly, "The inland areas are already overcrowded and refugees are a disaster. Moving more people out can relieve pressure on the government and reduce unrest, giving my father-in-law a more relaxed environment for reform."

"Why, do you still want to become a fat man in one bite?" Mr. Zhang was very opinionated and almost impossible to be persuaded. It was only to his beloved son-in-law that he would explain:

"Luzon is not Taiwan, and the Governor's Office is not directly under the jurisdiction of the imperial court. It is just right to have a few hundred thousand Han people. Besides, Han Wengong said that if the princes enter China, they will be Chinese. If the Luzon Governor's Office can use the Xia to change the barbarians to settle these hundreds of thousands of people and turn Luzon into a place ruled by the king like Yunnan, then naturally there will be no restrictions."

"I understand, kid." Zhao Hao nodded in understanding. Although his idol was half his father, he was also the prime minister of Ming Dynasty. He had to take all aspects into consideration. It was already very good that he could offer such conditions.

"Two million taels, to be credited within ten days!" Zhang Juzheng puffed his beard and glared, "Not even a day later!"

"Yes, yes." Zhao Hao nodded hurriedly.

"Also, once the gold mine's earnings stabilize, half of the value of the gold mined will be loaned to the court every year..." Zhang Juzheng added, but he obviously didn't hold much hope for the legendary gold mine. "Every loan can bring in an additional batch of immigrants."

"Yes, sir." Zhao Hao knew it wasn't that simple, but he still agreed. Because he didn't know where the gold mine in Luzon was, let alone when he could find it.

Then he asked with concern: "I wonder when the court will discuss this matter, so that I can prepare for the birth of my child?"

"Court discussion?" Zhang Xianggong held his pipe in his hand, took a deep puff, and said with a fatherly air, "Is it necessary?"

"This is not a small matter. It is also a turning point in the history of our Ming Dynasty..." Zhao Hao said awkwardly, "Can we not hold a court meeting?"

"Why not? There are thousands of people in the family, but only one person is in charge. If Bu Gu says it's okay, it's okay." Zhang Juzheng said calmly, "If there are problems in the future, they won't take responsibility, so what qualifications do they have to brag?"

Zhao Hao thought so too. Now even the six departments have become subordinate units of the cabinet. All the dignitaries have been silenced by the performance evaluation system. Who would dare to have any objection to what his father-in-law said?

"Go back and ask Xu Kezheng to submit a report. After your father approves it, the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of War will naturally take care of the rest. You don't have to worry about it."

After saying this, Zhang Juzheng looked up at the Wanli brand clock in the corner, which was made of rosewood, carved with mother-of-pearl, and had a glass dial, and smiled at Zhao Hao.

"The emperor is almost done with get out of class now. Today's lecturer happens to be your father. You can go."

Zhang Juzheng was busy with many affairs, and giving Zhao Hao such a long time was already the limit.

"Then I'll take my leave first." Zhao Hao hurriedly responded and left. In fact, he had originally planned to go to Wenhua Hall to wait for the little emperor to finish class.

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When Zhao Hao left the cabinet and walked around to the front of Wenhua Palace, he happened to see Emperor Wanli's imperial sedan chair coming out.

The Han general Zhao Shixi, who was guarding nearby, looked around vigilantly and saw Zhao Hao at a glance.

He couldn't help showing joy on his face, and hurriedly reported to the imperial carriage in a low voice.

"Oh? Where is it? There?" The little emperor was drowsy at first, but he suddenly became alert after hearing the words. He immediately stuck his head out of the warm sedan chair and followed where Xiwa pointed. Sure enough, he saw Zhao Hao whom he had not seen for a long time.

"You're finally here! Any new movies?!"

"Yes, yes, they have been sent to Yikun Palace." After Zhao Hao saluted, he stood up and said with a smile.

"Great!" Wanli cheered, but then said dejectedly: "Alas, I don't know when I can see it..."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Hao asked curiously.

"My life is so difficult..." Wanli jumped off the sedan chair, grabbed Zhao Hao's hand and started crying again.

He originally thought that his life would be easier after becoming an emperor, but the opposite was true. Now his academic burden was even heavier!

Now Mr. Zhang, the prime minister, personally serves as his class teacher. He makes a curriculum timetable for him and even writes teaching materials and gives lessons himself despite his busy schedule.

Otomo Feng Bao served as the director of teaching, responsible for supervising his performance in and out of class, and would report him to his parents if he slacked off in the slightest...

Although Zhao Hao had already taught Wanli all the thirty-six ways to play truant, and Li Chengen and Zhao Shixi helped to cover up, how could these little tricks escape the sharp eyes of Mr. Zhang? There were also eunuchs from the East Factory watching from the side.

As a result, every time the emperor tried to be sneaky, he would be discovered and then report to his parents...

Although Empress Dowager Li herself had never been educated, she obeyed Mr. Zhang's words and worshipped him. When she heard that the emperor did not listen to Mr. Zhang, she would severely reprimand Wanli. Sometimes, when she was angry, she would make him kneel for a long time as punishment.

Moreover, Empress Dowager Li was now experienced. Every time Wanli came back to pay his respects to her after class, she would order him to imitate the lecturer in person and repeat what he had learned that day. This made Wanli dare not to be absent-minded or read comics in class. His life was really miserable.

"Luckily, you and your son are here, otherwise I really couldn't bear it anymore..." Wanli held Zhao Hao's hand tightly, his nose bubbling with gratitude.

All his current entertainment was provided by Zhao Hao and his son. Young Master Zhao had fat house happy water, cartoons, and later, because Empress Dowager Li did not allow the emperor to watch cartoons outside of holidays, Zhao Hao also made comic books for him. And there were endless snake spirit peripheral figures.

As for Zhao Shouzheng, he really wanted to be a role model for others, but he didn't know that Li Chengen had boasted about his glorious deeds in front of the emperor many times.

Therefore, even before he met him, the emperor's image as "the biggest player in the capital" had already been established.

The emperor also followed Li Chengen, calling him "old senior" all the time. How could Master Zhao continue to pretend?

Besides, Master Zhao was soft-hearted and felt sorry for the child, so he secretly taught the emperor how to fight crickets and grasshoppers, shoot missiles and play with diabolos from time to time. He also brought him some small toys such as walnuts and hand-twisted gourds from time to time, which added some fun to Wanli's boring study life.

The director of education, Eunuch Feng, could not stop him on the spot because of Mr. Zhao's face, so he had to make a condition that the emperor must not fall behind in his studies, otherwise all these things would have to be put away.

It’s strange to say, other lecturers gave lectures to the emperor three or five times but still couldn’t win the emperor Wanli’s heart.

When it comes to Zhao Shouzheng's class, no matter how difficult the content is, the emperor can remember it after just one explanation.

Eunuch Feng had no choice but to turn a blind eye.

Zhao Shouzheng was very pleased with this, and after sending the emperor back to the Qianqing Palace, he boasted to his son that he was very good at combining teaching with entertainment, and that he was a super invincible teacher!

Zhao Hao was skeptical, because he knew his father's teaching level. When Mr. Zhao was in Kunshan and Chaozhou, he was often invited to give lectures at Yufeng Academy and Fenghuang Academy. Mr. Zhao attended the lectures several times and slept soundly every time...

He was right.

The Zhu family was full of acting talents, and Wanli was a very shrewd type.

Don't forget that Zhu Yijun didn't start studying until he was ten years old. The lecturers had to teach the emperor step by step and then go deeper into the subject.

This is like a teenager who is still in the lower grades of elementary school. The knowledge is too shallow for him. So no matter whose class it is, he can remember almost everything after listening to it once.

But Wanli didn't want them to know this, because that would only make the teaching content difficult quickly, and how could he play secretly?

But in order to avoid being blamed by Mr. Zhao and losing his job as a lecturer, Wanli only showed his normal level in his class. Moreover, the emperor was willing to listen to his lectures and studied very seriously.

It naturally seemed that Mr. Zhao stood out from the crowd, and his level was much higher than that of other top scholars such as Shen Shixing and Fan Yingqi...

p.s. I will write one more update.