When he heard that Andrew had so many things every month as a consultant, Baron Fidy wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. Compared with the Oriental Earl in front of him, he was like a clown jumping up and down.

"Sir Earl! How much ransom do you think I should pay to be free!"

Li Fan smiled and pointed to the sea wolf warship that was being repaired not far away and said, "Not much! As long as you make up for Ben's losses, Ben's calculations will be made for you.

The cost of the Sea Wolf Battleship is 150,000 silver coins, 120,000 silver coins for artillery, plus labor costs, materials costs, and sea python pensions, you can just take out 500,000 silver coins, but you have to use the silver coins issued by the Ming Dynasty. Your messy silver coins are worthless in Benbo's eyes!"

"Bang!" After hearing the figures Li Fan said, Baron Fiddy fell directly on the deck. He could not make up for the money after selling him, let alone he was a prisoner of war at the slaughter of others.

In the cabin, Andrew asked in confusion: "Dear Count! You know, only a down-and-out nobleman like Baron Fidy will come to the East to take risks. Why...?"

"Why did Ben Birth even know that the down-and-out nobleman couldn't get the ransom, but he still wanted a huge ransom?" Li Fan said first.

Andrew nodded.

Li Fan looked at the other party with a smile and said, "Barte Fidi is the Governor of Manila. How do you think he came to the East?

Or will the East be the same as you and Matteo Ricci on which route he takes?"

"This...!" Andrew was silent, and his eyes lit up again after a moment. The silky man made a lot of money in the New World, and everyone in the West knew it.

The route to the New World is held in the hands of the Ganlisi people and the route that has been struck by human lives is impossible to tell others. No one knows the route from the New World to the East.

At present, only the large sailing fleet of the Kerry Silkmen has this ability, so they can bring the silver mined from the New World to the East to exchange for silk, porcelain, tea and other goods, and then transport them back to the West to sell.

Li Fan continued: "You guessed it right! What Ben Bo wants is a route to the New World, which is a Feng Shui treasure land, so you can't let the Ganli Silk Man ruin it!"

"Sir Earl! What if Baron Fidy didn't say it, or deliberately said a fake route?" Andrew asked again.

"Fake it? Haha!" Li Fan laughed dryly and said nothing, but the same smile made Andrew shudder.

Li Fan is not a bad person. It is costly for the Ganlusi people to attack his fleet. Nourgandusi is a good place, but it requires a large population to develop.

The first person to get there will definitely not be happy, especially working under the supervision of a group of naturalized Jurchens, which will make you feel extremely sour.

Those newly joined Jurchens would not talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality. If Baron Fidi could withstand three months, he would be a tough guy.

...

The pirates were defeated and the speed of returning north was not only fast, but also very smooth, and they did not even encounter greater storms. If the lucky ship had not slowed down the overall speed of the fleet, Li Fan believed that it would take less than ten days to reach Tianjin Weigang.

When the fleet arrived in Tianjin Wei, countless people came to watch. When they saw countless grains and unloaded them bags, they jumped up happily.

The food prices in the north also plummeted under the stimulus of this news, and were even lower than the prices in previous years. Those merchants who stockpiled up grain goods were desperately selling their food.

But they sadly discovered that even if they lost money to sell, the people were unwilling to spend money to buy. This is often the case. The lower the price, the more people like to wait and see.

Just when the northern grain merchants were about to despair, the royal postmen began to purchase large quantities of grain, but the price was half lower than in previous years. Even so, the grain was unwilling to stock up on food.

Because the success of shipping means that the north will no longer be short of food. Even if the south is not transported through the canal, it can also be transported to the north.

In this way, the food they have been hoarding with hard will be smashed into their hands and they will rely on themselves to eat it. I am afraid they will not be able to finish it in their lifetimes. Even if the losses are heavy, it will be better than rotten in their hands.

Several families were happy and some were sad. The successful shipping of the Royal Postmen in the sea greatly stimulated the sea trade. Many people focused on the sea and the shipyard became busy.

And in Jinling, Zhang Siwei sat in the study, silent for a long time without saying a word.

"Master! It's a villain who does things in a bad way! The villain means that the government surrenders and fights against everything!" said middle-aged man kneeling on the ground.

Zhang Siwei finally had an expression on his face, and he waved his hand gently, "Get up! You don't have to bear this matter, you can't bear it either.

Take my letters, go to the village outside the city, and bring them to Qiongzhou from east to west and south. Assist Taizheng to achieve success, you will be repaid to me!"

"Master! You..." The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Siwei in disbelief.

"Go! Go! Get off as soon as possible!" Zhang Siwei waved his hand and asked the middle-aged man to leave, but locked himself in the study.

A few days later, the last time the auxiliary Zhang Siwei died suddenly at home, and the major families in Jinling went to pay their respects. Even Comrade Xiao Zhu and officials who were far away in the capital sent people to come.

After Li Fan learned the news, he also sent the Jinling Post Office Chief to go there. It is said that he was driven out before he even entered the gate.

...

The home of the chief minister in the capital was decorated with lights and guests were endless. The housekeeper standing in front of the door greeted him with a smile, and his waist unconsciously raised a little.

The chief minister Zhang Juzheng celebrated his birthday. Even Comrade Xiao Zhu sent people to send gifts. No one dared not to give anything. Even officials far away from home sent their families to celebrate their birthdays.

Most of them put things in the yard, left their names and left. Only officials of fourth or fifth ranks are eligible to sit down and have tea.

There are very few people who can be left to attend the birthday party. They are not people with noble status and are not qualified to serve.

Zhang Juzheng sat in the back hall, put down the teacup in his hand, and slowly played with a gold medal in his hand.

"Prince! Mu En-san's subordinate got this gold medal from a Hu merchant. It is said that this gold medal contains the secret of the Mengyuan treasure." A gray-haired general knelt on the ground and explained.

Zhang Juzheng nodded with satisfaction. He had seen three gold medals like this. The text on it was not smooth at all. He could not tell any secrets. Maybe he could only know the secret by collecting all the gold medals.

Because it is possible that the Mengyuan treasures were all given to Comrade Xiao Zhu, and today I got another one, so I was naturally overjoyed.

Seeing that Zhang Juzheng was satisfied, the general said again: "Prince! His disciple also brought two guinea pigs. How about letting them dance for you?"
Chapter completed!