Ming Dynasty: After Ten Years of Business, I Am Not Only Rich but Can Rival the Country.

In the 20th year of Yongle, Xu Pingan discovered that there were hundreds of millions of differences here... Zhu Zhanji, the great sage of the Ming Dynasty: "Are you good at beating? It's useless if you know how to beat. You need to be strong and have a good background to get around. Which path are you on? Oh, it turns out you are a little bastard..." Xu Ping'an: "Well, let's count your influence as a stake." Yao Guangxiao, a demon monk in black clothes, slapped the demon king of the North Desert to death with one palm. He put his hands together and said with a harmless smile: "Amitabha, I will go down to the mountains and rivers during the Qingming Festival tomorrow. How can there be any demons causing trouble on the trade road?" Xu Ping'an: "Hey, this month's protection fee has been paid." Prince Mengshu said: "My people are good at finding wind paths, and all the flying birds in the world can drive them. The chariot that destroys Meng Yu can travel three thousand miles out of the South China Sea, and it will stay in Beiming at night." Xu Ping'an: "Brother, let's discuss shipping issues sometime..."