He knew that Yuer was hiding something.
But the child doesn’t want to speak, should he force him?
There are other ways.
Emperor Mingxi's gaze quietly shifted to 1002.
1002, who was infatuated with the little fat boy, seemed to sense something and turned around suddenly.
What the hell, the eldest brother used his spiritual power to give orders to the commander.
No, are you a human being?
Facing Emperor Mingxi, the timid 1002 did not dare to ask this question and had to agree.
The eldest brother is definitely not a human being. Is he God?
Is it a system? Is it the consciousness of this world?
It seems unlikely.
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The promotional activities were in full swing, and all the ministers in the capital knew that the policy for opening the sea had not yet been discussed.
The young prince had already recruited workers.
I heard that the prince wants to open a salt factory in Quanzhou.
This first batch of workers was recruited directly from the counties surrounding the capital, and they would go to Quanzhou with the officials.
As for why they didn't recruit in Quanzhou, the ministers had some guesses.
Because I had recruited workers for a soap factory once before, I was familiar with the job this time.
It was conveyed from the capital to the county towns, and then from the county towns to the towns and villages.
Do a preliminary screening first. Don’t accept those who are over 45 years old (a high age in ancient times). Don’t accept those who are under 15 years old. Don’t accept those who have only one child in the family.
Because salt making is not an easy job, especially since the first batch has to go to the coast, a long journey of thousands of miles, and only young and strong people can withstand the hard work.
However, the young prince said that he had other arrangements for others and asked the people not to worry.
After the last lesson, these people were ashamed and regretful, and no one came to cause trouble.
The little prince also said that once you pass the interview, you will have to sign a contract. If you regret not going, you will not be involved in anything in the future.
Of course, these are not the little prince’s original words, but are passed down from mouth to mouth.
All in all, there was a constant stream of people coming for interviews.
1002, who was entrusted with an important task, had not yet figured out how to ask the fat boy, but the fat baby had already told him.
"Ding Ding, Yu'er tells you something, please don't tell father!" he said earnestly.
1002 nodded vigorously: "Tong's mouth is as hard as iron."
The little fat boy agreed: "Ding Ding, there are gray ones on my life span, which is very annoying. Fish don't--"
Before he could finish his words, 1002, with his mouth welded, broke out of the window and headed straight for the Hall of Supreme Harmony: "Brother, something's wrong!"
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