"Your Majesty, I have something to ask for!"

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said, "What are your demands in your family? But it doesn't matter. As long as I can do it, I will definitely not let you down the expectations of your family!"

Hong Bao said tremblingly: "After the old slave dies, I hope to send the remains back to Nanjing and be buried next to the tomb of the eunuch Sanbao."

Zhu Qizhen smiled and said, "What do you say is that you will never die? The imperial doctor has diagnosed it. The Qing family has just become ill after overwork. It will be cured after a while."

Hong Bao was very clear about his physical condition and said immediately: "Your Majesty, I have another sentence, I don't know if... should I say it..."

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said, "I have said everything. No matter what the Qing family has, it's okay to say it!"

Hong Bao nodded hard and said, "The country wants to be prosperous and strong, and cannot ignore the ocean. Wealth is taken from the sea, and danger also comes from the sea. This is what the eunuch of the Three Treasures said. The old slave begged the emperor to lift the ban on sea and restart the West."

After saying this, everyone in the room was stunned.

Jin Ying thought to herself, the emperor thought that you were a meritorious minister, and then he visited you personally, but you were ungrateful and said such a ruthless saying.

Banning the sea and opening the sea is the national policy. Even if it is to be discussed, it is the affairs of the ministers in the court. The eunuchs in the harem are not allowed to interfere in politics. Have you forgotten so quickly?

The other people's faces changed suddenly, and they were all silent.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Qizhen was not annoyed, but just smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm preparing to open the sea!"

Hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned.

What's going on...

In a sense, opening up the sea is more sensitive than expedition to Annan.

This involves the wealth and interests of many people. Even if you are the emperor, you cannot open it in just one sentence.

Hong Bao seemed very excited and said, "I thanked the emperor for the eunuch of the Three Treasures!"

Zhu Qizhen continued: "I not only want to open the sea, but also establish the Ming Navigation Academy. I also want to hire the Qing family to be the dean!"

Hong Bao became even more excited, struggled to sit up, and bowed.

Zhu Qizhen hurried forward to support him and said, "Your family worked hard for the Ming Dynasty for half a lifetime. This is what you deserve. When I go back, I will draft an order to bring the eunuch of the Three Treasures, Wang Jinghong and others to the Western heroes to worship the temple of the Martyrs forever

Enjoy the incense of the Ming Dynasty!”

Hong Bao was so excited that he burst into tears and could no longer speak.

Zhu Qizhen said to the accompanying imperial doctor: "Hong Qing's family must do its best to treat the disease. No matter what medicinal materials are needed, just go to the Imperial Hospital to get it, and I will say it was what I said!"

After making arrangements, I turned around and left.

Zhu Qiyu also walked out. He was about to ride a horse back to the palace, but saw Zhu Qizhen waved, meaning that he would ride on the imperial chariot together.

"My brother should ride a horse!"

Zhu Qizhen said impatiently: "If you ask you to sit, what are you talking about?"

Seeing this, Zhu Qiyu couldn't say anything else, so he had to go to the imperial chariot together.

"Why are you here?"

"My brother, my brother..."

Zhu Qiyu spoke and took out a stack of memorials from her body.

"snort!"

Zhu Qizhen snorted lightly and said disapprovingly: "You don't need to look at it. It must be targeting the Prince of Jing'an, right?"

“Just…just!”

For some reason, Zhu Qiyu could not say a word in front of himself, the emperor's brother.

"What do you think?"

"I think...does this matter need to be discussed for a long time?"

"My Ming vassal king wants to go to the vassal, what are you planning?"

Zhu Qiyu thought to himself, are you just a vassal?

If you say this, will your conscience hurt?

"Brother, I have just gone to the Ministry of Revenue. The treasury still has 15 million taels of silver. If you start a war against Annan rashly, if the war is not good, you will be dragged into the mud and you will be in a dilemma!"

Zhu Qizhen frowned and said, "I remember chasing the house and raiding tens of millions of taels, but now there is only so much money left?"

"I went to check the accounts, and every transaction was well documented, and there was indeed only 15 million taels left."

"Um……"

Zhu Qizhen thought about it and said, "I remember that I also searched a large number of property deeds, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, jewelry and jade... These things can be exchanged for silver!"

Zhu Qiyu felt heartbroken. He had never heard of the court selling real estate antiques to exchange for money!

Can't you live for a few days? Do you have to fight this battle?

"My brother dared to advise, the Prince of Jing'an is a vassal... and there is still a matter of opening the sea. Should I let it go? The war has just ended and the people of the world need to recuperate."

"You said..." Zhu Qizhen said thoughtfully, "If the court had money, could it be fought... No, can the Prince of Jing'an be granted the vassal?"

Zhu Qiyu scratched his head and said, "It should be."

"That's good!"

Zhu Qizhen slapped his thigh and said, "You need to say nothing, I'm trying to find a way to make money!"

Suddenly, Zhu Qiyu was shocked and a trace of ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Thinking back on how the money in the treasury came from last time, I thought to myself, you won’t be addicted to scouting your house, right?

Brother, can we be fine...

After returning to the palace, Zhu Qizhen issued an order to enshrine the tablets of the meritorious ministers who had traveled to the West such as Zheng He and Wang Jinghong to the Martyrs' Temple.

All the officials didn't care. Zheng He and others did make contributions to the Ming Dynasty, so it was normal for them to enter the Martyrs' Temple.

However, the next imperial edict made people unable to sit still.

The Ming Navigation College was established, and Hong Bao was appointed as the dean, and Zheng He was recognized as the honorary dean.

All the old officials who had been voting to the West, whether officials, eunuchs, ship workers, or even mailmen, were re-opened and entered the Navigation Academy.

In the words of later generations, it was included in the editor.

Now, the ministers couldn't sit still.

The matter about Prince Jing'an has not been explained clearly yet, you will come to the Navigation Academy again.
Chapter completed!