Ye Chunqiu would not have included the cabinet ministers in the ranks of old antiques, but then again, his ideas were ahead of time, and he knew in his heart that it was difficult to convince these cabinet ministers who had formed an inherent impression.

In this case, what he pursues is nothing but what you say to you and I will do mine.

Liu Jian seemed a little worried and continued: "The new army of Zhenguo is now famous, but this is huge, but it is criticized. In this matter, Chunqiu should be careful."

Ye Chunqiu generally understands public opinion. Many people are fed with chicken soup, but some understand the "economic way".

What? There are only a few hundred people, and they only spend more than 400,000 silver patterns a year. Oh my god, I'm going to die, I'm going to die.

In fact, it may not be that people are disgusting, but more of them are worried about the country and the people. On this land of China, the concept of family, country and the world is deeply rooted in people's hearts. The advantage is that this kind of thinking always keeps faith when the country is destroyed and the country is in ruins, and people always hold on to their beliefs, and pass on the incense of civilization from generation to generation. The bad thing is that there are too many diseases and there are people who have to moan a few words. Fortunately, the idea of ​​civil rights has not yet become popular at this time, otherwise someone must calculate that if 400,000 silver is distributed equally to each Ming people, each person can get 400,000 taels of story.

Another mouthful of poisonous chicken soup.

Ye Chunqiu was amused and crying.

When he saw Ye Chunqiu's face was a little nervous, as if he was absent-minded, Liu Jian was displeased: "Chunqiu, are you listening to me?"

"Listen." Ye Chunqiu hurriedly bowed, and quickly changed his face to a serious look, saying, "The new army in Zhenguo has been a little bit too much, but in order to train a strong army, he is willing to do so."

Quirk is definitely quibbling.

Xie Qian said to him without hesitation: "How can we say that? No matter how strong Zhenguo New Army is, the same money and grain can support hundreds of thousands of soldiers, hundreds of thousands of soldiers, who is stronger? You..." Xie Qian shook his head with a disappointed look and said: "It's just a stubborn person. Last time, Ningxia suppressed the rebellion, which was lucky, but if he really set up a formation, Zhenguo New Army is the opponent of 100,000 rebels? Don't be foolish and walk all the way to the darkness. We are also for your own good."

Ye Chunqiu was wandering and didn't know what to say.

In fact, he is not afraid of others' ridicule, nor does he care about other people's indifference. What he fears the most is the debt of favors. Looking at the worried faces, he looks like this is for your good intentions. If you want to refute, you can't help but worry that it will hurt people's hearts. The most important thing is that if you hurt Mr. Xie's heart, Mr. Xie will really hit the pillar.

Ye Chunqiu was waiting to ease the relationship awkwardly.

However, at this moment, someone stumbled in and said, "An urgent report, an urgent report sent by the Fujian Provincial Administrator overnight."

The official of the Tongzheng Department did not care about the rules and almost rolled in and shouted: "The Fujian Provincial Administration Commissioner's urgent report." As he said that, he raised a note in his hand.

Liu Jian and others looked at each other, and their expressions became solemn. Usually, this situation would definitely be a big deal, so they did not scold this person for being rude.

However, Ye Chunqiu took the letter from the official with a good intention and then transferred it to Liu Jian.

Liu Jian opened it and then fell silent.

"Mr. Liu, Fujian Provincial Administration Commission, what can happen?" Xie Qian asked anxiously as he looked at Liu Jian's gloomy face.

Liu Jian's face was as cold as frost, so he handed the letter to Xie Qian. After Xie Qian had read it, he suddenly felt upset and immediately said furiously: "It's really outrageous."

"These evil thieves are really hateful!" Xie Qian slapped the table suddenly, shaking the coffee table.

Wang Hua and Li Dongyang also read the letters one after another, and then they were stunned.

Only Ye Chunqiu didn’t know what happened, so he didn’t leave, and he didn’t leave.

Liu Jian's face turned pale and he said after a long time: "Let's show it to Chunqiu."

The letter was in Li Dongyang's hands, and Li Dongyang hesitated a little. Obviously, this was a secret military report. It was not allowed to be circulated by irrelevant people, but hesitated for a while and handed it over to Ye Chunqiu.

Ye Chunqiu felt suspicious. When he opened it, he couldn't help but take a breath.

This is the report of the Fujian Provincial Administrator. There is only one thing that is said in it. When Quanzhou was attacked, a blond and blue-eyed Folang ferry led more than 30 ships to the coast of Quanzhou. In the early morning of five days ago, the Folang ferrymen rushed to Quanzhou with muskets and broke through the defense line of Jilong Mountain. They fought with the Quanzhou Guards stationed here. More than 4,000 Quanzhou Guards were defeated at once. Quanzhou is an important port. In recent years, in order to prevent Japanese pirates, three Japanese guards were set up on the nearby front line. The Folang ferrymen went deeper and encountered military horses from the Japanese guards at Haiyin Temple. Thousands of Japanese guards were also shot by their muskets, but they could not resist and left.

These Folang craftsmen advanced together by water. The ship rushed into the inland river and bombarded Quanzhou City near the sea with the cannons on the ship. The Folang craftsmen assisted the attack on the land. In less than an hour, it was defeated. The Folang craftsmen entered the city, and all the officials of the Maritime Warriors were killed. The eunuch Yang Xiong died. The Quanzhou prefect left his post without hesitation and fled in panic. These Folang craftsmen were not in a hurry to leave, but burned and killed and robbed the city. The Fujian generals hurriedly mobilized troops to try to recover Quanzhou. The nearby four guards advanced together, and more than 20,000 people were vulnerable. They threw away their helmets and abandoned their armor and returned in a defeat.

At this point, these Folang Jimen just swayed and left, and entered the vast ocean, and disappeared.

Quanzhou suffered heavy losses, with as many as 7,000 officers and soldiers killed in battle, and more than 20,000 people were killed or injured in the city. Because of the fire in the city, several neighbors were burned. The fire burned for a day and a night, and more than half of the city was destroyed.

Seeing the tragic situation in Quanzhou at the end of the text, Ye Chunqiu frowned deeply and sighed a few times around him.

But although he was angry, Ye Chunqiu held his breath. He knew very well that he had to calm down now. These Portuguese had left. Obviously, the Portuguese used the combat methods of Japanese pirates, and used sea boats to ride the wind. When people were unprepared, they immediately landed in and launched a surprise attack. After the results were achieved, they would leave slowly.

But the question is, why did the Florian, who was far away in Malacca, suddenly appear in Quanzhou?
Chapter completed!