The question of who sent the prince to Jinling is self-evident.
The current emperor is a fierce man who has led troops since he was a child and fought through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Everyone in the world respects him as a god.
The prince was on an errand under the emperor's orders, and to shirk him was to shirk the emperor. If the emperor was angry... Jinling's officialdom would probably be buried in several acres of land.
You must know that just a month ago, due to poor defense, Japanese pirates harassed Xiaoling, and dozens of officers from the Jinling Dusi were killed.
At this moment, in the main hall, the chief envoy Zheng Xianlin was wiping the sweat from his forehead, while the envoy He Gujin was straightening his collar.
Both of them looked like this, and the other local officials were no better.
In the main hall, a group of censors from the Weidu Procuratorate maintained the most basic calm at this moment.
"My father... Hehe, you all know that the strictness of his subordinates is probably not inferior to that of Taizu!"
This seems rebellious, but the problem is that my predecessor was this person, and I don’t know how many times I have said the same thing.
Of course, his predecessor also suffered a lot of beatings for this. If this had not been in the Ming Dynasty, if he had not been the emperor's legitimate son, he would have been sentenced to annihilate the ten clans.
"Don't talk about you, even if I make the slightest mistake, I will be beaten to death!"
"If my mother hadn't stopped him many times, I would have been beaten to death by him!" Zhu Jinghong looked frightened.
He was definitely not pretending. The emperor's father's gloomy face in his memory made his heart tremble every time he thought about it.
The officials present absolutely believed what Zhu Jinghong said. Everyone in the world knew how ruthless His Majesty the Emperor was.
Slowly walking down the steps, Zhu Jinghong calmed his trembling heart, and then said: "You feel that your necks are stiff, and I can't stop you if you want to die, but you must at least think about your family members and never harm yourself or others... "
"Within the deadline, all prefectures and counties must sort out their accounts!"
"When the deadline is up, even if there is a discrepancy between the accounts and the inventory, it must be reported truthfully as proof so that the Japanese war can be coordinated and dispatched!"
"This matter will be strictly supervised by the imperial censor, and the Jin Yiwei will also secretly assist. Anyone who conceals and commits fraud...will be subject to military law!"
To put it simply, regardless of whether there is embezzlement or corruption, Zhu Jinghong only wants actual data from various places.
As for how to arrange the next step, he had already drafted it yesterday, and he could only talk about it together now.
After all, he was only fifteen years old. His performance just now made the officials raise their evaluation again, and they would never dare to look down on him again in the future.
When he reached the threshold of the hall, Zhu Jinghong turned around, glanced at the officials, and asked in a deep voice: "I have finished speaking, do any of you have any objections?"
Who has any objection? Who dares to object? Even the emperor has been moved out. Even if I don't give you Zhu Jinghong face, you must give the emperor face!
"Why don't you say anything and don't have any opinions?" Zhu Jinghong asked coldly.
Everyone looked at each other, but still no one spoke.
Whoever agrees first at this time may become a public enemy, so for the sake of safety it is naturally better to remain silent.
"Who is the chief officer of the Third Division? It's time to make a statement now, right?"
When Zhu Jinghong pointed him out, as the nominal head of the officials, the chief envoy Zheng Xianlin had no choice but to reply: "I will do my best to sort out the money, food and military supplies!"
"Please rest assured, Thirteenth Master!" He Gujin added.
As for Zhao Xuyan, the censor of the patrol capital, he was still angry after being scolded by Zhu Jinghong, but he just nodded slightly.
"I heard you all clearly. There are only fifteen days. It's May 30th. If you can't handle it, please come and apologize!"
"Do you understand?"
"I understand!" Everyone replied helplessly.
"It's good that you understand. Time is running out. You all should go about your business. It's time to disperse!"
Is this the end of the discussion?
Previously, Zhu Jingyuan was in a hurry to discuss matters, but he would explain things with reason and move them with emotion, and his long speeches would make people sleepy.
It was refreshing for everyone to see Zhu Jinghong act so resolutely.
At this moment, most people were anxious. Since Zhu Jinghong announced that the meeting was over, these people left one after another.
Only the chief envoy Zheng Xianlin and other senior officials proposed to visit the prince to show their duty as ministers.
Regardless of whether they are sincere or not, it is their duty for these people to visit the prince, and Zhu Jinghong has no right to object.
Everyone left one after another, but Zhu Jinghong felt that he was still unfinished. He stood in the hall and looked at the throne in front of him.
Just when he was full of fantasy, he heard footsteps behind him.
"Your Majesty, Lin Ruhai, pays homage to the Thirteenth Master!"
who? Lin Ruhai? That Lin Ruhai?
Hearing this name, Zhu Jinghong thought of a lot in an instant, then turned and looked outside the door.
Looking the man in front of him up and down, Zhu Jinghong felt that the man he came was elegant and upright, which was completely different from ordinary officials.
At this moment, he had basically determined who the other party was.
"Lin Ruhai...are you the Jinling Salt Patrol Censor?" Zhu Jinghong asked calmly.
His current status as a time traveler makes him feel confident no matter who he meets, and he can naturally treat them calmly at this moment.
"Exactly!"
"You didn't go to see the emperor, why did you come back in such a hurry?" Zhu Jinghong looked confused.
After coughing twice, Lin Ruhai replied: "Back to the Thirteenth Master, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince needs to rest, and Academician Gao did not allow me to meet him in person!"
Of course, Gao Shuyan would not let them meet him. He was afraid that Zheng Xianlin and others would complain about it, and Zhu Jingyuan would be too soft-hearted to make things happen.
"You came all the way to see me. What's wrong?"
"Three days ago, the prince asked me to raise 300,000 yuan for the army. Today, I came here to deliver the mission. However, I cannot meet the prince in person, so I can only report to the Thirteenth Master first!" When Lin Ruhai replied, there was a confident smile on his face.
Most of the people in the main hall were trembling with fear after being threatened, but he remained calm from the beginning to the end.
After hearing that Lin Ruhai had raised three hundred thousand taels of silver in three days, Zhu Jinghong couldn't help but re-examine the person in front of him.
It’s no wonder that this person was able to gain promotions all the way and worked as the Salt Patrol Censor for such a long time. He really had a knack for making money.
Zhu Jinghong knew only too well how valuable officials who could make money were to the emperor in the capital who was "very happy with his achievements."
It's a pity that Mr. Lin is not in good health. Otherwise, when he waits until he becomes the prime minister, the four major families will be in a different situation.
Sighing, Zhu Jinghong said: "Three hundred thousand taels of silver, Mr. Lin is really capable, much better than those losers in the hall just now!"
"The Thirteenth Master is overly praised, I just did my duty!" Lin Ruhai became more and more humble.
"Do your duty well. If all the officials in the world did this, the world would be at peace long ago!"
Lin Ruhai didn't answer anymore, but once again refreshed his understanding of Zhu Jinghong. This man was indeed not as unlearned as rumored.
"Master Lin, you must take good care of yourself. There are too few officials like you in the Ming Dynasty!"
Having said this, Zhu Jinghong immediately asked: "You are so weak, are there caring people in the house to take care of you? Are there any difficulties in family affairs?"
Faced with this sudden concern, Lin Ruhai was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "If your family has loyal servants, your life will be safe!"
As for the family affairs, Lin Ruhai felt sad thinking about it, so she did not continue talking about it.
Seeing the sadness on Lin Ruhai's face, Zhu Jinghong had no intention of asking further: "I will report the matter to the emperor. If you have nothing else to do, just go back!"
"yes!"
After coughing a few more times and saluting Zhu Jinghong again, Lin Ruhai turned around and walked out.
"Zhang Lin..."
"I'm here, please give me the Thirteenth Master's orders!" A guard next to him answered immediately. This person was Zhang Lin.
After beckoning Zhang Linfu to come over, Zhu Jinghong whispered: "Go and check, Mr. Lin, the Salt Patrol Censor, what is going on at home now. The more detailed the better!"
For Zhang Lin, this task was very "strange", but he didn't find it strange when Zhu Jinghong said it.
This Thirteenth Master always likes to do new tricks!
"I accept your order!"
