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From four to three, even though it’s a demotion, it still counts as a kind of leap!
Wu Qianchuan was so excited that he could hardly contain himself, his hands trembling as he bowed deeply. "Your Highness, your humble servant thanks you for your generous reward!" He declared that he would dedicate his life to the Prince and die in service.
"Is Your Highness preparing for another voyage? I am willing to lead my troops out to sea again, for Da Qian, to expand Your Highness's territory!"
Xu Lie shot a strange glance at Wu Qianchuan. Goodness, does a promotion's reward excite him this much? He was not ignorant of the sea and understood that human psychology has its limits.
Drifting on the boundless ocean can be monotonous and tedious; the feeling of being ungrounded truly wears on one's mental state. Even those who work at sea year-round need to rest on land for a while after returning, or else they might develop some seriously distorted psychological issues.
Yet here was Wu Qianchuan, who seemed to have been injected with hormones upon his promotion, eagerly preparing to set sail again! Was the reward really that enticing, or was Wu Qianchuan's spirit simply more resilient than that of an ordinary sailor?
Coughing lightly, Song Qiao seemed to sense something but didn’t dare speak directly, fearing it would undermine Xu Lie’s authority. Instead, he tactfully explained, "Wu Qian—no, Wu Tongzhi—has just returned to Xia Cheng and heard that many civilian ships are setting out. Perhaps he is worried they might encounter pirates who have not yet been dealt with. Wu Tongzhi cares deeply for the people; Old Man greatly admires this."
Implying that Wu Qianchuan had been deceived by the Prince's words and was anxious to set sail in search of gold.
Wu Qianchuan clearly didn’t understand this implication and looked nervously at Xu Lie, echoing Song Qiao’s subtle remarks: "Yes, yes! I’m just too worried about those common folks. The sea isn’t safe at all."
Xu Lie paid little attention to the people below him; he had his own thoughts. As long as emotions were managed well: "Alright, I was going to let you rest for a while. Since Wu Tongzhi is so concerned for the people, it would be remiss of me not to consider their welfare."
Then let’s replace the sailors and set out again directly for Southern Land to cultivate fertile fields.
Wu Qianchuan suddenly found himself confused. Weren’t they sailors? Didn’t they traverse the seas? Why were they suddenly going south to cultivate land?
This didn’t seem right. If they were cultivating fertile fields, how would he go about searching for the gold of the former Minister of Revenue Zhao Jue?
Chen Tao reacted swiftly, recalling what Xu Lie had once said: Could it be that the land in the South is the fertile ground His Highness mentioned, the one that yields three harvests a year?!
Xu Lie cast an appreciative glance at Chen Tao. "That's right, that is the Heaven-given Fortune Land. With three harvests a year, in the long run, its value is no less than ten million taels of gold."
A wave of excitement surged through Chen Tao, his heart racing. The reason he had agreed to teach the sailors the Cang Hai Jue was precisely because Xu Lie had painted a grand vision for him—a vision where all the people could be well-fed.
Wu Qianchuan was equally astonished by this news. A land that produces three harvests a year? What kind of miraculous place was that?
It should be noted that in years of frequent natural disasters, such as severe droughts or floods, food could be far more precious than gold. In those times, even having money might not guarantee access to grain.
Moreover, land is different from gold; the former can be held onto and passed down through generations as family wealth, while the latter is merely liquid assets that vanish once spent.
Reflecting on this effectively curbed Wu Qianchuan's greed for gold: "I will ensure this matter is handled well for His Highness!" At the same time, he prayed silently that His Highness was not a miser when it came to rewards. If he managed this well, perhaps in the future, His Highness would grant him thousands of acres of that Fortune Land!
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