As the Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes gradually became waste paper, silver became the main currency in circulation in the Ming Dynasty, and the value of silver mines was becoming increasingly prominent. Silver mines were discovered in Chaozhou, Huizhou, Shaoguan and Guangzhou in Guangdong, and local villagers were naturally unavoidable to dig.

But this silver mine is the same as the pearls in Tokyo Bay. This "can all be under the world be the king's land". Even if a silver mine is found under your house, it will also belong to the Ming Dynasty and belong to their Zhu family.

If it were at other times, the court would probably turn a blind eye to the situation of private stolen silver mines. But the biggest problem of the Ming Dynasty at the moment was not Mongolia in the north, nor the Japanese pirates in the southeast, nor the endless peasant uprisings, but the financial problems of the court.

Some officials who like political speculation also guess the emperor's intentions in order to attract the attention of the emperor and get promoted by the Rockets. This silver mine was robbed privately, which is undoubtedly a point of focus.

This proposal, which concerns the interests of the Zhu family, was naturally approved by Jiajing. Even if the official silver mining efficiency was inefficient, it would be better than being robbed by those unruly people, thus issuing a government order to block the silver mines to various provinces.

The same is true. The imperial decrees were issued to the Guangdong Provincial Administration Commission, allowing local governments to crack down on the private theft of silver mines and seal the relevant silver mines.

"Ruoyu's news is very informative! Yes, after I verify it, I will formally send the official documents to various prefectures and seal all silver mines in the territory!" Wang Bai seriously left a son, then he raised his head and replied.

Lin Qingran held a black spot and did not rush to fall down. Instead, he looked up at Wang Bai and said, "Mr. Wang, who do you think the silver mining is the stolen? Why do they risk being beheaded?"

"Ruoyu, you have something to say!" Wang Bai's eyes moved away from the chessboard and asked with a little thoughtful thought.

With these contacts, he found that Lin Wenkui had a broad vision and had great wisdom hidden in his heart. He had already faintly seen the shadow of Chu Xiang. Whenever he communicated with him, although he didn't talk much, it was thought-provoking.

Lin Weiran put a black chess piece into the center, causing the decline of the black zi to change immediately. Then he looked up and said seriously: "As far as I know, many mine owners in Guangdong are just ordinary businessmen. They use up their family wealth to manage the government, which caused the local government to turn a blind eye or just manage officials to conceal Shangguan. The miners are mostly tenants without land, and the income of the silver mine is related to his livelihood and the food and clothing of the whole family."

"Ruoyu, are you worried that this ban will force the miner to lead the miners to rebel?" Wang Bai asked seriously, ignoring the changes in the chessboard situation.

Lin Xuran thought to himself: This is not a worry, but he will definitely rebel.

Although the specific time is not clear, the imperial court's closure storm caused miners from all over the country to stir up trouble, and the entire Guangdong was also trapped in years of turmoil.

"Flower Wasp" Wu Duan and Li Yayuan both had tens of thousands of troops, which brought a catastrophe to the entire Guangdong people and indirectly promoted the strength of the thief leader Zhang Lian to greatly enhance the strength of the thief leader.

There were only some words that could not be said explicitly. He nodded gently and said, "Yes! Once the silver mine is closed, the silver mine of the court will be kept, but something big will probably happen! If these silver mines exist, the people without land still have hope of survival, but the sealing of the mine will really cut off their life at once."

It has been nearly two hundred years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. Similar to previous dynasties, the biggest problem is still the problem of land annexation. A large amount of land is concentrated in the hands of gentry, and more and more people join the ranks of proletarians. The result of being content with the preservation of oneself may be to starve to death.

The emergence of this silver mine actually alleviated this contradiction and gave some proletarians hope to survive. But once the silver mine is closed, this hope will undoubtedly be shattered.

Even if some people want to go back and be tenants honestly, not to mention whether those landlords still want such dangerous elements with "bad records", they will not be able to survive the autumn harvest without a grain storage family.

Lin Weiran knew the harm of this ban. Whether it was for his personal future or to prevent Guangdong from falling into a turbulent period of several years, he had the responsibility to do some events to avoid the occurrence of this great disaster.

Wang Bai picked up the teacup, spat a mouthful of tea, but shook his head bitterly and said, "The court's official documents have been issued. If you don't follow the rules, you and I will definitely not be able to hold on! Unless you can make the court change your mind, this ban must be implemented honestly!"

This is the truth, although they are already big names in the current officialdom in Guangdong.

However, the personnel power of the Ming officials was always firmly in the hands of the emperor and the Ministry of Personnel. Once they really dared to do such a traitor, the officials would definitely jump out and stab them, and thus take advantage of their bodies to take over.

Lin Xuran sighed lightly, looked at the butterfly that was flapping its wings on the edge of the chessboard, raised his head and asked, "Fan Tai, can you drag it?"

The advantage of being a local snake is that the imperial court's government orders have to be obeyed, but there are many "flexible" means, and the word "drag" is one of the common methods used by local officials.

"Is there a way to solve it?" Wang Bai did not refuse, but asked seriously.

Lin Weiran pursed his lips bitterly, looked up at the southeast and said, "Maybe there is, maybe not! But once this ban is implemented now, I am afraid that the whole of Guangdong will be in chaos!"

Although Wang Bai felt that he was exaggerating, he admitted that it was indeed a bit reasonable and left a chess piece and said, "I have never understood why these Folang Ji people are so obsessed with spices? They actually came across the ocean for spices!"

"It's not that they are obsessed with, but that their nobles are obsessed with?" Lin Weiran's eyes were re-placed on the chessboard, and he replied casually with a black piece thinking.

Wang Bai was very interested in this topic, frowned and asked seriously: "Are they also like you and me, who are looking for spices for the King of Folangji?"

"No! They are for themselves and for wealth!" Lin Qiran dropped the blackspot in his hand and shook his head and explained: "Their nobles all believe in a god called God, and this god left a book called the Bible, which clearly states that all objects with fragrance are sacred things. Therefore, these nobles who believe in God are extremely popular with things that can exude fragrance, and are also sacrificial objects of their religion. As far as I know from Simon, the nobles in their country purchase more than one million taels of silver every year!"

"What? One million taels!" Wang Bai was thinking persistently, but when he heard this astronomical number, he was really shocked and his eyes widened.

Lin Qingran took a sip of tea and then continued: "These million taels are not because they only have this little financial resources, but because the spices they transported back are insufficient and cannot satisfy all the nobles. Just like we have been searching for ambergris, if someone brings a hundred kilograms, our emperor will also take out this money to buy them!"

Wang Bai's mystery had been untied, and he dropped the chess piece in his hand and said, "I understand, no wonder they took the risk. It turned out that they were all spices, for money! Huh? Why didn't we have spices in our Ming Dynasty?"
Chapter completed!