"The Ministry of Personnel has already prepared it." Wen Zhengming said: "I will only wait for His Majesty to review it, and I will be able to enter the Ministry of Justice in a few days."

"Haha!" Zhu Zhishan said with a smile: "I may pay the money for this meal. This great event of promotion cannot be just for Lao Wang to enjoy himself."

"Okay!" Wang Shouren also nodded readily.

"By the way!" Yang Sheng put down his chopsticks and said, "Bohu, you have been doing the glass for five years, why haven't you made it yet? The glass transaction must be handed over to my Yang family. My father has given Washington a lot of jealousy over the years because of the two businesses of perfume and coal stove."

"Don't you have two pairs of sunglasses?" Zhu Zhishan looked at Tang Bohu in confusion, "Why are you going to make glass again now? Do you want to do sunglasses?"

Those two pairs of sunglasses were brought during the time travel. Tang Bohu thought of this explanation, and Yang Sheng interrupted: "I heard Bohu talk about the benefits of glass, such as presbyopia eyes, and mirrors, although I don't know what it sounds like a very powerful thing."

Wen Zhengming also said: "I have read a lot of books in the Hanlin Academy over the years. During the Yuan Dynasty, it was recorded that a Western merchant once paid tribute to the royal family of the Yuan Dynasty, which seemed to be similar to Bo Hu's sunglasses."

When Tang Bohu heard the words "Western" immediately became interested. If there were indeed Westerners who came to the Central Plains more than a hundred years ago, they could only be the legendary guy.

"It seems that it is a guy named Ma in history." Wen Zhengming thought, "It seems to be Marco Polo?"

Marco Polo! Tang Bohu was secretly surprised that it was this character. Until the postmodern Marco Polo's deeds were circulated in later generations and also wrote books.

"It turns out that Westerners are already doing this kind of business." Yang Sheng said: "Bohu, you have to hurry up. If Westerners take glass to do business, we will not be able to make money."

Tang Bohu sneered that the West is more than tens of thousands of miles away from the Central Plains. How many Marco Polos can be found in this world? It will be far away unless the Ming Dynasty opens the sea ban again.

"What are you thinking?" Wang Shouren looked thoughtful when he saw Tang Bohu.

"The Ming Dynasty needs opportunities." Tang Bohu picked up a piece of meat and put it down and put it down. "Mr. Chen told me before that he wanted to earn more food for the people of the Ming Dynasty, even if there was an extra piece of meat in the bowl, I kept thinking about another question."

Wen Zhengming: "What do you mean is the opportunity that Ming Dynasty needs?"

"That's right!" Tang Bohu nodded and said, "Silk Road outside Yumen Pass has been very prosperous since the Han Dynasty. However, the wars in several dynasties today have ruined the Silk Road, and even now it is not as grand as the Han and Tang dynasties."

It started raining outside the window, and the surroundings became quieter.

Tang Bohu continued: "Even if the Ming Dynasty reorganized the Silk Road again, it would be a drop in the bucket! The Ming Dynasty's resources are limited, and if it can absorb resources from other places, the Ming Dynasty will definitely be on the way."

"What do you mean?" Wen Zhengming gradually understood.

Tang Bohu continued: "Do you know how much profit is in the sea trade? Do you know how much silver a musket in the Central Plains can sell in Japan? If you can open a silk road on the sea, you don't have to worry about dropping the bucket, and you don't have to waste national efforts. From the West to the Central Plains, you have to go through Xuexue and the deserts of the Western Regions. Many Western merchants stopped because of this."

"If we can open up the sea trade..."

"Stop, stop here!" Wang Shouren persuaded: "Although I don't know how much the interests of sea trade are, as early as the Yongle period, the seven treasure eunuchs spent much of the Ming Dynasty's material and financial resources to voyages to the West for seven times, Emperor Yongle had to give up. Since then, the sea ban has become the ancestral system."

Wen Zhengming continued: "All the books that voyage to the West were burned down. Although I don't know the theory of sea trade, I know that many officials in the Jiangnan officialdom were doing shipping transactions privately under the ancestral system that could not go to sea."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Wen Zhengming continued, "Bohu, it is still a taboo for the sea ban in the court. If you really want to open the sea ban, I will definitely support you, but this matter is not something that can happen overnight, and you need to take it slowly."

"Then take it slowly." Tang Bohu was not in a hurry.

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Three months later, Tang Bohu finally made glass. Although the light transmittance was not good, it could be used in front of him. After another half a month, Tangzhuang factory often worked all night and finally saw reading glasses and glass appear on the market.

A year later...

Emperor Hongzhi fell on the bed after taking the last portion of medicine and couldn't get sick! In the early morning of the same day, Zhu Houzhao took pictures of the door of Tang Bohu's house, "Tang Bohu! Open the door quickly, come out quickly! Come out for me."

Zhu Houzhao shouted outside Tang Bohu's door.

Qiuxiang was coaxing the two children to sleep, and Tang Bohu hurriedly got up and pushed open the door, "What's wrong with Your Highness the Prince?"

"Tang Bohu!" Zhu Houzhao looked at Tang Bohu with red eyes, "Save my father quickly, the imperial physicians said that my father was about to fail!"

"Prince, don't worry!" Tang Bohu persuaded: "Speak slowly."

Zhu Houzhao grabbed Tang Bohu's clothes and said in a crying voice: "My father is almost out of reach. I know you have the best way. If you cured my sister, you will definitely cure my father, right?"

Zhu Youzhang is sick? Is it impossible?

Tang Bohu was also shocked by the sudden news, and his mind exploded! He couldn't care about so much, and took out a bunch of medicines brought during the journey in front of Zhu Houzhao, but in addition to some emergency medicines, cold medicine and disinfectant alcohol, all of which were expired.

"Tang Bohu? How is it!"

He raised his head blankly, and Tang Bohu shook his head stiffly and said, "There is no medicine to use, Prince! Medicine can't kill the disease, and Buddha's fate is the one who has the fate... Everyone will have such a day."

"Wow..." Zhu Houzhao started crying in front of Tang Bohu, howling like a child. For the fifteen-year-old Zhu Houzhao, he was just a child.

"It's not your fault." Zhu Houzhao said sobly: "The imperial physicians all say that the father is like this because of long-term and long-term accumulation. It cannot be cured by just one bowl of medicine."

Looking at the gray sky, Emperor Hongzhi's great career in history was this year, and this history is still going on.

"Sir, sir!" Tian San hurried over, "Sir, don't want it anymore, King Ning has entered the capital!"

"What did he come to the capital to do!" Tang Bohu said coldly: "What did he come to do at this moment."

"My Uncle Wang is here?" Zhu Houzhao also looked surprised, "Didn't the father say that he would not leave the fief without an imperial edict?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!