Zhou Shuren quickly assessed the situation ahead. The two ships were docked close together, seemingly trading something. It was obvious—smuggling never truly ceased.
Zhou Shuren put down the binoculars, "Retired Emperor, your thought?"
The Retired Emperor turned to look at the Navy ships a distance away, itching with eagerness, "Shall we make a move?"
Zhou Shuren, "What?"
The Retired Emperor was excited, "Smuggling ahead! See the size of those ships? Confiscate them and sell—it's worth quite a lot of Silver! Aren't you always complaining the Ministry of Revenue has no Silver? There it is, right in front of you!"
Zhou Shuren, "..."
He did complain about the lack of Silver all the time—it was a deliberate plan to spend Silver, for in truth, the national treasury had Silver!
The Retired Emperor signaled to set sail; as soon as their ship started moving, the Navy would follow, "Joining you brings fortune."
Zhou Shuren, "Retired Emperor, a direct approach would be risky."
