Zhu Cixiang raised his eyes and looked at the darkness outside the palace, and sighed quietly: I hate you. It would be great if I could have a few sea ships. I don’t need many. I go back and forth to the Japanese country two or three times a year and earn three to four hundred thousand taels. The money is enough to cover the expenses of the Dengzhou Navy for a year, so why should we depend on the face of the Ministry of Finance? Mr. Zheng, are you right?...
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