Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty

Not long after Jiang Xinghuo left, Chen Ying entered Fengtian Hall again.

"Have the three law divisions coordinated?"

"Coordinated." Chen Ying said, "In recent days, the Inspector of the Metropolitan Procuratorate has received a complaint. It is a case of corruption and perversion of the law by a businessman against Wang Shijie, the prefect of Yangzhou Prefecture. I think it is a bit fishy and I don't know whether I should do it or not. Submit it."

Zhu Di frowned and said, "Is there something fishy?"

Chen Ying nodded and said: "Wang Shijie was the former magistrate of Changzhou Prefecture. After Ding Meixia, the former prefect of Changzhou Prefecture, was executed, he took over the post of magistrate. Later, when there was a vacancy in the prefecture of Yangzhou Prefecture, he was promoted to the post of magistrate of Yangzhou Prefecture with his contribution to flood control and disaster relief. .This man is good at government affairs, quite honest, and cautious. This time he was accused of embezzlement, and I really can’t figure out the reason.”

Do you think it was a coincidence that the people sued the officials, or the merchants sued the government, and it happened to be the Yangzhou salt merchants who sued the Yangzhou prefect who was leaning towards the reformists when the court was planning to attack China and France?

In fact, it was difficult for people to file lawsuits against officials in the Ming Dynasty. In theory, there were only three ways.

The first type is stipulated in the "Great Edict", which allows officials to be sent to Beijing. However, this is basically impossible to achieve now, because it was practiced for a while during the Hongwu Dynasty, and it turned out that there are still many bad people in the world who take advantage of the rules. Not only do they have the courage Big and money-grubbing gangsters began to use this rule to blackmail officials, and there were also other corrupt officials who spent money to bribe the people, and asked these bribed people to send good and honest officials who were unwilling to join them to the capital. This eliminates competitors.

The second is to submit a complaint to the supervisory censor. After all, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is used to supervise the central and local civil servants to prevent them from taking bribes and bending the law. Nowadays, the fourteen supervisory censors are as big as the warehouse and river defense. They inspect everything and manage everything as small as trivial matters. One of the duties of the supervisory censor is to receive petitions from the people. According to Zhu Yuanzhang's regulations, after receiving the petitions, the supervisory censor must hand over the case to the defendant's previous official. administrative agencies or supervisory agencies at the same level.

The reason why a "petition paper" is needed is because there is a principle in the "Da Ming Law", which is the principle of "false accusation and counter-action", that is, if A accuses B of a certain crime, if it is finally proven through trial that A is a false accusation, then A To bear this crime, I can only say that Lao Zhu's simple sense of justice is quite good. It is precisely because of this principle that no matter who you want to sue, you must have a pleading paper, the kind with fingerprints, and do it Anonymous letters are invalid, and Ming Dynasty law tacitly acknowledges that anonymous letters cannot be used as evidence.

The third type is beating drums to express grievances, which is also known as the Dengwen Drum. However, this thing was not invented by Zhu Yuanzhang, but appeared as early as after the Three Kingdoms, and later in the Tang and Song Dynasties. It can only be said that it was more famous in the Ming Dynasty than before. Higher up, Lao Zhu himself had been wronged by corrupt officials, so when he became the emperor, he was worried that the officials would protect each other and the people would be wronged and had nowhere to redress. In his early years, he placed a huge Denwen drum outside the Meridian Gate. Of course, this thing is also It's not just for you to knock when you have nothing to do. It can only be knocked when the yamen at all levels are not paying attention and there is really no place to redress your grievances. Otherwise, it will be an appeal beyond the level. Even if there is something wrong, you will have to be whipped fifty times.

In addition, the drum censor of Dengwen Drum will not care about matters such as marital conflicts, land disputes, fights, etc. Only when the conditions are met and you knock the Dengwen drum, the drum censor will directly take the paper and directly Leave it to the emperor, and once this step is started, no one can stop it for any reason.

"All civil lawsuits are initiated from the bottom up. If the officials of the prefecture, state, county, provincial level, or the procuratorate do not respond to justice, or if there are serious grievances and serious matters that cannot be resolved, the drum will be beaten, and the supervisory censor will immediately introduce the case. Anyone who dares to stop the prosecution will die!"

It can only be said that Lao Zhu is indeed mighty and domineering.

Zhu Di took the paper handed over by Chen Ying and looked at it.

"Oh?" Zhu Di showed doubts, "Tell me."

Chen Ying said: "I initially judge that someone deliberately framed Wang Shijie."

"Is there any basis for this?"

Chen Yingdao: "When I was in Changzhou Prefecture, the officialdom of Changzhou Prefecture was in ruins. Only a few people such as Wang Shijie and Zhang Yulin were able to clean themselves up. And Wang Shijie was promoted to the governor of Yangzhou Prefecture in just a few months this year. The local Jinyiwei reported that he He is tolerant and kind, treats his subordinates kindly but abides by the law. He has not done anything corrupt and amassed money. The Jin Yiwei has discovered it. I suspect that some local official is jealous of him and wants to take this opportunity to bring him down."

Zhu Di pondered and said, "You continue."

Chen Yingdao: "My intention is to keep this matter secret for the time being and wait and see what happens."

Zhu Di stared into Chen Ying's eyes and asked: "Then who do you think planned this? Is it not just a local matter in Yangzhou Prefecture?"

Chen Ying was silent for a long time and said: "This, even the humble ministers dare not speak nonsense. After all, even the investigating ministers can only investigate under orders and have no right to speculate on the princes in the court."

Zhu Di read a name.

Chen Ying shook her head and said: "He should not bother to do such a despicable thing. Moreover, if such a big thing is exposed, it will probably damage the foundation of the temple. More importantly, this matter involves the national preceptor." Salt Law Reform.”

"Yeah." Zhu Di nodded, "What you said makes sense."

Seeing that the emperor had no other instructions, Chen Ying bowed and said: "The humble minister has resigned."

Zhu Di suddenly stopped him and said, "Wait a minute."

Chen Ying paused and turned to look at Zhu Di's boots respectfully.

Zhu Di smiled and said: "The Metropolitan Procuratorate will be able to take charge of its own affairs from now on."

"Uh!" Chen Ying was stunned for a moment, then quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "I'm scared. I'm just sharing your Majesty's worries and it's not worth mentioning."

Zhu Di waved his hand and said, "Okay, go down."

Chen Ying kowtowed and said, "I obey your order."

Zhu Di continued to pick up the brush and correct the memorial. Soon after, he raised his head and looked out the window. It was getting dark.

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As night fell, there was silence inside and outside the mansion.

According to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, princes must live in the palace when they are minors; when they reach adulthood, all except the prince must go to a fief to become a vassal, and the fief usually has a palace built in advance.

In the history of Jiang Xinghuo's previous life, after the Ming Dynasty moved the capital to Beijing, if there were special circumstances, that is, if he was an adult and could not live in the palace but the fiefdom palace was not ready, then he would live in the Ten Prince's Mansion. Well, I don't know about the Ten Prince's Mansion. It doesn't matter where it is, there is a sweet well there, which was later called "Wangfujing".

There are exceptions among exceptions. For example, there are those who are particularly favored by the emperor and do not intend to let him out to become a vassal when they reach adulthood. For example, the Ming Jiangzong likes his only younger brother Zhu Youjian so much that he simply renovated a mansion in the British prince's house and used it as a letter. The palace is the only one in the capital.

But the capital has not yet been moved, and there is no such thing as the Ten Princes' Palace. Therefore, where the prince will live when he reaches adulthood and has not established a prince or a vassal has become a real problem in the early years of Yongle.

It was not appropriate to live in the palace, and he was not qualified to live in the East Palace, so he could only give the three princes several luxurious mansions close to the palace as rewards from the emperor.

In the garden of the mansion, the fat Zhu Gaochi was leaning comfortably on the lounge chair, looking at the setting sun gradually dissipating in the sky, feeling a little happy. Since he went south, he had never enjoyed such a leisurely time.

"Your Highness," the eunuch next to him called softly, "The dinner is ready."

In this era, usually only wealthy businessmen, civil servants, and nobles had the habit of having dinner. Most farmers in the fields still had two meals a day, and the word "dinner" could only be used by the royal family.

Zhu Gaochi came to his senses and said, "You're not hungry yet, so send the food to Zhanji and the others so they don't wait for me."

The eunuch took the order and left in a hurry.

Zhu Zhanji naturally refused to eat. After receiving the news, he stood up and walked along the corridor to the garden. His footsteps were particularly clear in the quiet air. Zhu Zhanji was a child after all. Although there were eunuchs following him, he could The sky was getting dark, and as if something was hidden in the darkness, he involuntarily quickened his pace, even started to jog, and soon arrived at the garden gate.

He stepped through the door and saw his father lying on the rocking chair, tapping his fingers gently and humming. This was a rare state.

Zhu Zhanji greeted: "Dad."

Zhu Gaochi nodded and said, "I heard that you had a fight with the little girl from Wei Guogong's family in the main hall today?"

Zhu Zhanji said: "It doesn't matter, she just attacked me sneakily and scratched my wound."

Zhu Gaochi didn't have the nerve to expose him. It wasn't a big deal for children to make trouble, and there was no need to offend him.

But I am really too busy and don't have time to look after Zhu Zhanji during the day.

Zhu Gaochi's eyes fell on the neatly folded letters on the table next to the couch. He reached out to take them, unfolded them, and sighed. He put down the letters and sighed again.

Zhu Zhanji asked tentatively: "Father?"

Zhu Zhanji has a special meaning to Zhu Gaochi. He is not only his biological son, but also an important guarantee for ascending to the position of prince or even the throne. After all, he is Zhu Di's favorite direct grandson. Well, trivia, Zhu Zhanji is not the eldest grandson. , because Zhu Gaoxu was a wild boy since he was a child, he gave birth to a son earlier than his eldest brother. The eldest son Zhu Zhanhe was one year older than Zhu Zhanji. Unfortunately, he was a premature baby. He was not very smart and weak since he was a child. Not only was he not liked by Zhu Di, , Zhu Gaoxu himself doesn't like it very much, and he still stays in Beijing.

Zhu Gaochi did not hide many things from him and directly handed him the letter in his hand.

Next to it was an incense burner with insect-repelling spices and a lantern. Zhu Zhanji looked through the light of the lantern.

What is recorded here is what happened in Nanjing and even all over Southern Zhili. There are cases, rumors, and some news that is so trivial that it is difficult to classify.

But without exception, they all point to the fact that with the spread of new trends of thought, some traditional thoughts and concepts are undergoing drastic changes in the market and within clans in the countryside. For example, female workers in handicraft factories, when visiting relatives, They would tell their fellow villagers or neighbors about what they had experienced when they came to work in the fields. After the construction of water conservancy projects paved the way for the tenant farmers who were freed from the shackles of the land through work-for-work relief, some of them were unwilling to go home and found other factories. Opportunities for work, collective work, advanced spinning wheels, and new rules all shocked people under the small-scale peasant economic system where men farmed and women weaved.

In the circle of intellectuals, new versions of mind science, empirical science, and various ideas are spreading rapidly like an unstoppable storm, attracting more people to join, thus shaking the traditional The moral and ethical system established by Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism of "the monarch, the minister, the minister, the father, the son, the son" of the Three Cardinal Guidelines and the Five Constant Virtues.

Zhu Gaochi pondered and said: "The so-called 'wind rises at the end of Qingping, and waves form between gentle waves'. Although it is not a big thing, it is still shocking. I am worried that this kind of thing will happen more than once in the future."

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help being startled.

Zhu Gaochi raised his head and said: "The situation in our Ming Dynasty has just stabilized. Judging from the past few years, God has favored us, and the weather has been smooth. But recently, we have to fight continuously, the battles in the court are fierce, and the people are not worried. It is true that you don't know how to deal with it if you are not a master. It will be hard every day. If that's the case, that's it. I'm afraid that our Zhu family's world will be buried by today's actions in one hundred or two hundred years."

"Father, why is this happening?" Zhu Zhanji said in surprise.

Zhu Gaochi smiled and said in a gentle tone: "Zhan Ji, you still don't understand. How can there be a perfect system in the world? There are disadvantages in every road. These disadvantages are not formed overnight, but accumulate slowly. In addition, natural disasters, public sentiment and other reasons led to the final consequences."

Zhu Gaochi seemed to be caught in some kind of deep worry, and his tone was quite solemn. Zhu Zhanji was silent for a moment, and finally plucked up the courage to admonish: "Father, my son feels that the recent changes in Nanjing and even Nanzhili are at best, and at worst. If it develops into the state of prosperous cities and prosperous citizens like the Song Dynasty, there shouldn't be anything. Didn't the Song Dynasty also rule well?"

Zhu Gaochi shook his head, Jiang Xinghuo's words lingering in his mind.

"Manufacturing power determines the manufacturing relationship, and the material foundation determines the top-level structure. Now the manufacturing power has changed, a large number of manual workshops have been established, and the manufacturing relationship has also changed. With workers, everything is developing in an unpredictable direction. Where is the What about the situation in the Song Dynasty? If, in the long run, handicraft manufacturers, merchants, and citizens became more powerful in prosperous cities all over the world, how could the prosperity of Kaifeng in the Northern Song Dynasty be comparable? By that time, the material foundation had changed , can our Zhu family still be able to control the world so easily?"

Zhu Zhanji didn't dare to talk, he knew his father's heart.

Zhu Gaochi said: "In fact, I have always been very pleased with the current changes in Ming Dynasty, but I always feel that taking this path, for our Zhu family, the cost may be higher than imagined. Your grandpa Huang cannot see this. , what he wants is to be civilized and martial arts, to be an emperor for eternity, but even if he becomes an emperor for eternity, will he not care about the people behind him?"

Of course Zhu Zhanji knew that his father took the path of reform not because he agreed with it from the bottom of his heart. His father was an extremely rational person and would not blindly follow anything. It was just because the emperor wanted to take this path and his father had to follow him. That’s all.

"Mr. Jiang told a story in the main hall. There was an overseas king who said, 'After I die, I won't care about the floods.'"

Zhu Gaochi rubbed his forehead in distress and sighed: "When the agreed time comes in a few years, your second uncle and third uncle will definitely not be satisfied with the current situation, they will keep making noises, and in the end they may force your grandfather to , that’s all. I still have the confidence to maintain our Ming Dynasty, but if you and I are not destined to be great, let your second uncle become the emperor. He is a reckless person, and he always listens to the words of the national teacher. Now Cao Guogong still There was no landing in Annan, but once the landing was won, the nobles saw that supporting war with war could not only make money, but also earn a lot of military merit. Then the profit model of maritime trade driving inland handicraft workshops was formed. Once interest groups are formed, in one or two hundred years, by the time I envision, the foundation of our Ming Dynasty will no longer exist."

It must be said that Zhu Gaochi, who is smart and capable, really combines the two to form a far-sighted judgment.

In fact, when the chain of overseas exploration-trade-war-colonization is formed, it will inevitably drive the domestic manufacturing industry in the Ming Dynasty, and the interest rate differentials in the manufacturing industry will be fed back to workers and even the entire society, further promoting domestic business.

When factory owners, businessmen, citizens, and workers completely become the dominant force in society, the feudal ruling order established based on the agricultural economy will inevitably collapse under the impact of this era. No one can stop this.

It was because Zhu Gaochi saw this that he was so worried, not because he couldn't accept the traditional Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucian education he received.

In other words, although Zhu Gaochi believed in Neo-Confucianism, he was also a pragmatist.

He glanced at Zhu Zhanji and saw that he was still in a daze, so he smiled and said: "Zhanji, you are still young. It is normal to not be able to think clearly about many things. You will understand it later."

"Yeah." Zhu Zhanji responded calmly.

"Don't worry, I know it well. You just need to do things according to your nature." Zhu Gaochi said with a smile, "Dad still hopes that you will study hard and make great achievements in the future."

When he said this, he suddenly changed the subject and said: "However, you should also pay more attention to the changes in the court and the people."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said: "My child still has some doubts about what my father said tonight. Doesn't Grandpa Huang know the hidden dangers in this?"

Zhu Gaochi said: "So what if you know? So what if you don't know? Which of those officials, generals, and wealthy gentry will change because they know or not? The imperial court's finances are still stretched thin, and the situation around the Ming Dynasty is getting more and more complicated. I'm afraid that in the future There will be more and more places where money will be used. In the final analysis, it is still a matter of money. The Imperial Master can manage money and make money, so of course your Imperial Grandpa will use the Imperial Master’s method."

Zhu Gaochi smiled bitterly and said: "Your father and I only know how to increase revenue, reduce expenditure, and rest with the people. Your grandpa doesn't like it."

He paused and then said: "Since there are people in this world who can govern the world, how come your grandpa doesn't support it? The foundation of Prince Yan's Mansion is in the north, not the south. At first, your grandpa felt that these things in the south were Officials and rich people are just worms, but now the court's money and food are obtained from the south. No one thinks that the conquest of Annan is of much significance, but in the eyes of your father and me, it is indeed an out-and-out turning point for our Ming Dynasty. This battle If we win, there will be more and more maritime merchants in the south, the more goods they sell, the more money they will make, and the Ming Dynasty will have more and more money in the treasury. So these concerns of mine are actually useless now, and they are just for you and me. It’s just a grumbling night talk between father and son.”

Zhu Zhanji understood it in a daze and said hurriedly: "Father is absolutely right."

"The child thinks that doing this is certainly for the good of the Ming Dynasty. The emperor's heroic and martial arts will definitely make him a famous king and a sage through the ages. But now all the policies of the imperial court are to raise funds. The imperial court has to feed many armies every day. In addition to In addition, there are many expenses, but our Ming Dynasty cannot damage its foundation because of temporary greed."

After Zhu Gaochi heard this, his expression gradually softened and he smiled. He patted Zhu Zhanji's shoulder approvingly, nodded with a smile and said:

"You must know that you must not do things too hastily, otherwise it will be nothing more than unfounded worries. It is getting late, so go back and rest."

Zhu Zhanji didn't say anything anymore and simply resigned and left the garden.

Returning to his room, he stood on the stone steps under the eaves for a long time, thinking about his father's words.

My father's worries are not unreasonable. Once the interest groups of handicraft workshops and military meritorious officials are combined and completely formed, then even if my father becomes the prince, in this case, this new interest group will definitely not protect its own interests. He was willing to let his father, who was basically a civil servant and a scholar-bureaucrat, become the new king to rule the world.

But the second uncle is exactly the representative of these military meritorious officials.

Although the prince's dispute was forcibly put aside by the emperor's own authority, it does not mean that the contradiction has disappeared. On the contrary, as the military heroes form new economic interest groups, it will inevitably infringe on the traditional land-based wealth. In the interests of the grassroots scholar-officials, a large number of tenant farmers will leave the land, and a large number of new rich people will surpass the scholar-official landlords in wealth accumulation.

In other words, the conflict between his father and his second uncle has gone beyond the scope of conflicts between individuals and has nothing to do with family ties. It has become a huge and irreconcilable conflict between two opposing classes.

No matter who becomes the emperor, this contradiction must be resolved in order to maintain stability in the court.

So can Zhu Gaochi become the representative of a new interest group? It's obviously impossible. Not to mention that he is basically a civil servant. Even if he is willing to destroy the Great Wall and rebuild a team, how can he compete with Zhu Gaoxu, who is naturally stronger than the Jingnan nobles?

Therefore, Zhu Gaochi had no choice.

This thought flashed through his mind, and Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but shook his head bitterly.

Jiang Xinghuo is his teacher and the person he admires the most. Jiang Xinghuo has a strong personal charm. He dares to take risks and challenge all authority. At the same time, he has knowledge as vast as the ocean. His character is sometimes called "Mr. Ao" Wang Anshi is almost the same. He has identified a path and really goes all out to persevere. Zhu Zhanji even believes that if there is a saint in this world, it must be Jiang Xinghuo.

But all of this becomes a little strange when it comes to the vital interests of his family, which can even be said to be the greatest interest in the world - the temptation of the dragon chair.

He walked distractedly towards the house, thinking about things along the way. The lights in the house were dim, and there was a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

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The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

Jiang Xinghuo finished washing at this time and climbed into bed to sleep. However, he usually slept well tonight, but he was tossing and turning and had difficulty falling asleep. He felt that his shoulders seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, as if he was carrying a heavy burden, oppressing him. Every bone.

"It's time to go to sleep. We have to attend Li Zhigang's Tri-Facial Trial tomorrow."

He closed his eyes and tried to calm his heart, but somehow, his thoughts were still complicated, and a picture of today in Fengtian Temple appeared in his mind, which he couldn't get rid of.

Jiang Xinghuo turned over, leaning on his arms and looking out the window. His mind was a mess, filled with trivial matters.

Jiang Xinghuo stood up and walked around the room for a while before going out.

At night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. He stood alone on the steps, looking up at the dark sky, and suddenly felt a little confused - today was the third year since his time travel.

It stands to reason that you should have some sense of belonging to this world.

But there was always an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.

Since he was released from prison, he has been busy with government affairs and entangled with many things. When he got really busy, he didn't even have a chance to drink a meal or a bottle of wine. Now he has no interest in eating supper and just wants to find a place to enjoy the cold breeze.

He walked out of the courtyard and walked forward aimlessly. Several warriors on night duty silently followed him for a distance to protect his safety.

The imperial city not far away in the night, under the hazy starlight, looked particularly majestic and majestic, like a majestic giant beast, dormant quietly. It was so huge that even the most ordinary palace wall was several feet high. The entire imperial city looks vast and majestic from a distance. When separated, it looks like an ancient and vicissitudes of giant door, standing between heaven and earth.

The night got darker, and the only sound of the watchman could be heard from around him. Jiang Xinghuo walked slowly on the road alone, but he didn't meet a single person. He felt more and more lost, and simply walked to a towering ancient tree. Rested under the tree.

This ancient branch had dense leaves, blocking the light of the moon and stars. Jiang Xinghuo raised his head and leaned on the trunk. He thought of the scene when he had just been imprisoned, leaning on the trunk and pointing out the country with Zhu Gaoxu. At that time, although he He was just a prisoner, but his heart was filled with hope for success and longing for his future.

Now, he is a highly respected minister, but he does not feel any joy. Instead, he feels a heavy sense of responsibility and sorrow.

The emperor is indeed the master of this country and the emperor of the people. But this does not mean that all people in the world should belong to the emperor, and their destiny should be in their own hands.

In today's world, those who really benefit the most are the imperial power and the gentry, while the common people are just vassals!

Such a conclusion is too cruel, but it is also in line with the law of historical development. It is not only like this in China, but also in the vast land of Europe and even Asia. Even the vast majority of countries are much behind the Ming Dynasty.

Jiang Xinghuo doesn't know whether, under his leadership, Ming Dynasty can rise rapidly in just a few decades. "New education", "industrial revolution", "a society for all people", and a large number of technological transformations will make Ming's strength has been strengthened.

In general, according to his reform methods, the local people of Ming Dynasty were more likely to accept this set of ideas and were willing to abide by laws and live according to established rules.

But when changes reach a certain level, conflicts between old and new interest groups will inevitably occur in order to compete for the right to speak. However, if such a huge empire is not handled well and is divided, it will definitely fall into chaos and war.

Not only that, but the fear and weakness of the feudal lords in the face of historical trends that Zhu Di showed today also made Jiang Xinghuo give up some illusions of harmony between monarch and ministers.

"Where do I go from here?"

Jiang Xinghuo sat under the tree for a long time, and no one appeared in front of him to comfort or persuade him.

Perhaps at this time, in his storybook, Xu Miaojin, who had changed his mind, the old monk who had a tacit understanding, and Zhu Gaoxu, who came to say goodbye, should have appeared, but the fact is that no one appeared.

It's an incredibly dark and lonely road.

Everyone may become an enemy that hinders your progress. Even friends who are traveling along the way may take a sideways path at a certain intersection, or transform into people who are eroded by the darkness.

The flow of time seemed to have lost its meaning, and countless possible historical development directions in the future were quickly arranged and combined in Jiang Xinghuo's brain.

Many possible futures appeared in front of him.

Jiang Xinghuo crossed them out one by one with his own hands.

Until the last two futures, put them together, each accounting for 50% of the possible futures.

"Help me make a choice."

Jiang Xinghuo breathed out "ha" and slipped out a Ba Si Ba Wen silver coin from his sleeve.

——Gift from Li Jinglong.

The silver coin was picked up by Jiang Xinghuo's fingers and thrown into the air. At a certain moment, it even covered the moon.

When it fell into Jiang Xinghuo's palm, Jiang Xinghuo got the answer.

He looked at the royal palace in the distance and clutched the silver coins tightly.