Nations with weak maritime power widened their eyes, while the faces of powerful seafaring nations showed changing colors. These upgraded ships, improved in such a short time, fully demonstrated the nation's strength.
Chang Yi squinted his eyes, "This must be the sense of pride my father talked about."
Wu Ming watched the foreign merchant ships, "It's not enough, this can only deter the nearby countries."
Chang Yi chuckled, "You can't become fat with just one bite, my father always said to take things step by step to avoid overextending."
Ever since he joined the Ministry of Rites, his conversations with his father increased. Unlike before, when he dared not disturb him, and he envied Chang Lian, who could seek their father at any time. Now he could as well, and only then did he realize that many of his father's seemingly simple words were actually profound statements.
Wu Ming gripped the railings, "That's why godfather must stay at the Ministry of Revenue."
Chang Yi, "...."
