It can be said that the salt tax supported half of the Ming Dynasty.
Salt merchants are also dominated by the two Huaihe Rivers. The salt from the two Huaihe Rivers makes the world salty.
Yangzhou is next to the canal, which makes Yangzhou the center of the Lianghuai Salt Industry and even the Ming Dynasty Salt Industry.
Starting from Taizu, the Ming Dynasty implemented the Kaizhong method.
What is the Kaizhong method?
At the expense of the right to sell salt, merchants were encouraged to transport grain and other daily necessities from the mainland to border towns.
The salt merchants exchange grain for salt, and then transport the salt to various places for sale. After the salt merchants only need to pay the cost of acquisition and transportation, the remainder is the salt merchant's profit.
The salt dealer is a monopoly, and the initiative is in the hands of the salt dealer, so the salt dealer's profits are very generous.
The corruption of Kaizhong Law is directly related to the imperial court's indiscriminate distribution of salt.
Salt merchants cannot lose money, so they can only divert the excessive distribution of salt to the people. Therefore, the price of salt has skyrocketed and illegal salt has become rampant.
The strange thing is that as the price of salt skyrocketed and the profits of salt merchants soared, salt became more valuable and even became a general equivalent in barter, acting as a currency.
By the Jingtai Dynasty, Kaizhongfa was already shaky.
The ingredients of the salt merchant are interesting.
Yangzhou salt merchants are mostly foreign merchants who came to Yangzhou. Today, Huizhou merchants have not yet become a phenomenon. They include Lianghuai merchants, Xuzhou merchants, Fengyang merchants, Jiangnan merchants, etc. Merchants from all over the country are selling salt in Yangzhou, forming a diverse group of salt merchants. group.
When Song Wei settled in Yangzhou Mansion, he first got to know the merchants registered in Yangzhou Mansion, and then gathered them all to hold this grand meeting.
188 merchants were invited, and the heads of each merchant were kneeling on the ground.
Song Wei sat on the chair.
"Do you know who this governor is?" Song Wei asked.
Merchants from all over the country are working as salt merchants in Yangzhou and have formed a business gang. With a business gang, there will be a leader.
Moreover, there must be someone above who can be a salt merchant.
Otherwise, you won't be able to get salt, and you won't have a chance to get credit from the court. There are so many wealthy businessmen in the world, where will it be their turn?
The news that Song Wei went to Yangzhou to supervise salt spread as soon as Song Wei left Beijing.
The major merchants have already begun to discuss countermeasures, and most of them spend money to bribe Song Wei and go back to fool the emperor. Hello, I am good, everyone.
But Xuzhou businessman Zhao Zhengji said: "Song Wei came from the Xining Marquis Mansion. He was originally a guilty person, but he was pardoned by the emperor and ordered him to supervise salt. In fact, he took our wealth to make up for the emperor's heart."
"We should destroy the ledgers, clear out the salt reserves, demobilize the salt workers, and paralyze the national salt industry."
"After a few months, the emperor will naturally withdraw his minions, and Song Wei will defeat himself."
Only then did Zhao Zhengji call the snake seven inches.
The emperor is the referee of the Ming Dynasty. What he fears most is not the rebellion of the salt merchants, but the complaints of the people. If the people cannot eat salt, they will cause trouble, and the emperor will withdraw his minions and continue to be the referee.
Therefore, the salt merchants immediately dismissed the saltmen, and the unemployed saltmen rebelled in various places.
After only one month of salt ban, people in the north began to complain that there was no salt to eat. People in the south were also resentful. Newspapers took the trouble to publish the issue of salt shortage.
Until the Hanzong case broke out, the emperor closed the gates of Nanjing.
The world has stopped.
Until the gates of Nanjing were opened again, the wealthy households in Nanjing were killed, exiled, and exiled, 400,000 people!
The salt merchant was dumbfounded and the newspaper stopped jumping.
It’s as if the people all over the world have eaten salt.
The emperor is not a referee or a player at all, but the king of hell!
A hundred years ago, the Ming Dynasty also had such an emperor. Who would not be afraid of the Jiangnan gentry? One hundred thousand people died in the four major cases in the early Ming Dynasty!
Just now a case breaks out, these people will die!
"Speak!" Song Wei said lazily.
"My lord is Song Wei, the former Nanjing garrison, Lord Song." Gu Xiu, the leader of the Zhejiang merchants, said.
"Since you know this governor, do you know what crime I have committed?"
Song Wei was also interested and asked these salt merchants what crime they had committed.
They didn't dare to say it either.
Hong Changtao, a man from Feng Shangtou, reported back: "My lord was tricked by a villain, which led to the attack on Longting. The emperor was furious and was deprived of his position and lived idle."
"It seems that you know the governor very well."
Song Wei was still laughing: "But, do you know that this governor has been scolded again?"
"ah!"
Suddenly, Song Wei shouted loudly: "Because of you, this governor was scolded by the Holy One again!"
"The Holy One scolded me for not being able to be reused. I can't handle even trivial matters."
"Is this world for the Holy One, or for you guys?"
"Answer me!"
Song Wei's eyes turned upside down: "I came here to supervise the salt, but you gave up your choices and left the world with no salt to eat, and made me lose his holy family."
"Okay, my governor is the laughingstock of the world anyway! You should laugh too!"
"laugh!"
All the salt merchants forced a smile, which was uglier than crying.
"Laugh out loud!" Song Wei shouted.
The salt merchants laughed out loud, but they laughed and cried.
I thought I would blackmail the emperor with a strike.
As a result, as soon as the Hanzong case and the demon book case came out, the emperor went crazy and directly killed people, including those who spread rumors! Jiangnan was scared to death.
The gentry in Jiangnan were so powerful, why did no one rebel and become emperor? Because this place is weak, the gentry are naturally weak and seriously fear the imperial power.
The possessing classes are afraid of power because they are afraid of becoming proletarian.
"Zhao Zhengji, why are you crying?"
"Didn't you come up with the idea of going on strike?"
"Let there be no salt in the world, let His Majesty withdraw his minions, and let me destroy myself without attack."
Song Wei looked at Zhao Zhengji who came up with the idea: "What a strategy, let the people of the world criticize the central government! Let the people of the world stop eating!"
"Even Song Wei, the governor of the Xining Marquis Mansion, has to kneel down in front of you!"
He suddenly walked up to Zhao Zhengji and pointed at himself: "I ask you, was this country conquered by your ancestors or mine?"
"I, the Marquis of Xining, have been married to the Tian family for generations!"
"Where are you, Zhao Zhengji? Who do you think your ancestors are!"
"How dare something like a dog harm me?"
"Someone, drag him out and feed the dog!"
Song Wei roared: "The whole family will be executed!"
Zhao Zhengji begged for mercy again and again, but he didn't know who betrayed him.
"Bring the dog in and feed it right here!"
Two guards dragged in a dog cage, which contained two wolfdogs. They had been hungry for who knows how many days. They kept barking and white foam came out of the dogs' mouths.
Zhao Zhengji was frightened, and two soldiers held him up and stuffed him into the dog cage.
"Ah!" A dog bit his buttocks and tore off a piece of meat with great force.
Zhao Zhengji screamed to the extreme.
The guard kicked him into the dog cage and closed the dog door.
The two dogs pounced on Zhao Zhengji and bit him hard. Soon Zhao Zhengji became silent.
The pungent smell of blood made the kneeling salt merchant tremble in shock.
Looking at Song Wei again, he is a crazy devil.
"Can you all adjust your position?" Song Wei sat on the chair again.
The salt merchants ignited hope, thinking that Song Wei still needed them to sell salt, so they couldn't kill too much, and he was slightly relieved.
Su Shang Gu Xiu immediately said: "Sir, we will resume work and production when we get back and supply salt immediately."
All the salt merchants were kowtowing.
"Ha ha."
Song Wei sneered: "Now you want to resume work and production? What were you doing before?"
"Gu Xiu, your salt man is so powerful. He rebelled after leaving your house and destroyed four salt mines. He is so powerful."
Gu Xiu's heart skipped a beat. Then he looked at Zhao Zhengji, who had been bitten to death, and said in horror: "Sir, the rebellion of Yanding has nothing to do with my family."
"I didn't say it had anything to do with your family. What are you afraid of?"
Gu Xiu really underestimated Song Wei.
I thought that Song Wei held this grand meeting to request the salt merchants to resume work and production.
But he didn't want to kill someone when he came up.
Isn't he afraid that the salt industry will be in chaos, unable to resume work and production for several months, and people in the world will rebel because they don't have enough salt?
Song Wei waved his hand and asked someone to take out the dog cage: "Gentlemen, you come from all over the world, but you have reached an agreement on the issue of fighting against the court. It seems that you are all against your will."
Everyone's breath tightened, here it comes again?
"Who was the first to go on strike?" Song Wei suddenly asked.
Everyone looked at the blood in the hall and naturally pointed to a merchant.
The merchant huddled among the crowd, fearing that others would catch a glimpse of him.
"Wen Yu, is that you?"
The corners of Song Wei's lips raised: "Do you Huaishang merchants hate the imperial court so much?"
All the Huai merchants felt nervous, and someone argued: "Sir, this is his business and has nothing to do with us Huai merchants."
"Then why are you also going on strike?"
Song Wei's question left people speechless.
Yao Shigui, the leader of the Huai merchants, kowtowed and said, "It's the salt workers who are on strike, it's not that we don't want to supply salt."
"The saltmen are on strike? It's understandable. After all, the saltmen don't eat the royal food. They haven't received any kindness from His Majesty. So they can go on strike if they want."
Song Wei was still laughing: "But what about you?"
"Whose food do you eat?"
"Where did your salt guide come from?"
"Without Daming, you'd be in trouble!"
"Without His Majesty, what's the point of your life? A bunch of pigs and dogs!"
"Come here, chop him to death! Let's set an example!"
Song Wei pointed at Wen Yu.
Wen Yu repeatedly complained that he was wronged, but the soldiers tied him to a pillar. Six soldiers surrounded him in a fan shape, pulled out their swords and hacked at him randomly.
Blood splattered and stained the entire lobby red.
"Whose fault is the salt strike?"
"Did you know that the court officials in Beijing won't be able to eat salt for several days?"
"Did you know that your Majesty is in Nanjing and there is no more salt available?"
"Whose fault is it?"
Song Wei suddenly grabbed Yao Shigui and looked at him fiercely: "Who is the master of Ming Dynasty? Tell me!"
"Who is the master of the world? Yao Shigui, tell me!"
"It's your Majesty! It's the Emperor!"
"Your Majesty can't even eat salt! Did you know?"
"Yao Shigui, I want to ask you, have you eaten salt?"
Yao Shigui was frightened and shook his head.
"You didn't eat any salt? Then why aren't you sick?" Song Wei looked at him and found that he was very healthy.
Yao Shigui said in horror: "If you don't eat salt for a few days, you won't get sick!"
"You are a born slave, you can not eat salt, but can your majesty not eat salt? Ah!" Song Wei suddenly inserted his hands into his eye sockets.
"ah!"
Yao Shigui screamed miserably and tried to struggle.
But Song Wei practiced with the generals every day, and he was so strong that he gouged out two eyeballs, then grabbed his hair and slammed him against a wooden pillar.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After a few hits, blood flowed out from the back of his head.
In the entire lobby, the only sound heard was the sound of Yao Shigui's head hitting the wooden pillar, which was shrill and terrifying.
The timid one was already scared to tears.
"Born from you bastards! Sons of bitches!"
"A group of businessmen, what a thing that was struck by lightning! They gave birth to a son without an asshole!"
"Dare you cut off the salt and threaten the center?"
"Dare you deprive your majesty of salt?"
“I really don’t know if Ming Dynasty’s surname is Zhu or Shang!”
Song Wei threw away Yao Shigui's body and wiped his hands with his clothes: "I, the Marquis of Xining, have been loyal to the country for generations, but I haven't been able to eat salt for several days!"
"You sons of bitches, how dare you cause trouble to the Ming Dynasty?"
Song Wei went crazy, grabbed another person, blinded his eyes, then opened his mouth and stuffed it into his mouth!
The merchant vomited out in disgust.
Song Wei kicked him like crazy: "I will be loyal to the country today and kill all you sons of bitches!"
"Sir, it's not our fault!" The salt merchants were horrified.
No matter how powerful the salt merchant was, he would not dare to directly compete with the imperial power.
The emperor could not afford salt, which forced all salt merchants into a desperate situation.
"Whose fault is that? Is it Song Wei's fault?"
Song Wei put down the dead man, exhaled a breath, wiped the blood on his hands, tilted his head and looked at them, smiling foolishly:
"Because I, Song Wei, didn't kill you unfaithful and unfilial bitches in time, so His Majesty couldn't eat salt!"
"Since it is my fault, Song Wei, then I, Song Wei, will make up for the sin I committed today!"
"Somebody come!"
"Behead the nine clans of Wen Yu and Yao Shigui!"
Some salt merchants were so scared that they peed their pants.
Song Wei is not reasonable, but wants to come up with new principles.
"I ask you, who is the master in your heart?"
Song Wei asked and answered himself: "Anyway, I, Song Wei, have only one master, the emperor; the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, their masters have only one person, and that is the emperor!"
"All the people in the world have only one master, and that is the emperor!"
"Where is your master? Is it money?"
"I think you all deserve to be punished by the Nine Tribes!"
"Without a king or a father, you are an unfaithful and unfilial bitch! Your parents should not have given birth to beasts like you!"
"Do you know! Your parents can die, you can die, your children can die, your whole family can die!"
"Your Majesty is the only one who cannot bear any grievance!"
"This is the way of heaven! This is the law of heaven!"
Song Wei roared.
In Ming Dynasty, this is the law.
The salt merchant was afraid: "The emperor is also our master. It is our fault that we cannot eat salt!"
Song Wei looks so scary.
Song Wei exhaled a breath and sat on the steps, still looking down at them: "Admit it? Admit guilt?"
"We are guilty!"
Four people have been killed, and no one wants to be the fifth one to be killed.
Song Wei is the real murderer. This man obviously came from the Xining Marquis Mansion, but he killed more ruthlessly than Fanzi. He even went out and dug out his eyes with his own hands.
Everyone was kowtowing and begging for mercy.
"Push them out and kill them all!" Song Wei ordered directly.
"Sir, please spare my life!"
Gu Xiu said anxiously: "If you kill us, you will be completely deprived of salt! Please be merciful and give us a chance to make up for our sins!"
"Drag it back."
Song Wei waved his hand and asked someone to pull them back.
All of them cried and howled endlessly.
"Whoever cries again will be punished by Lingchi!"
Immediately, there was no one left crying, and the whole lobby could hear a needle drop.
"Gu Xiu, tell me."
Gu Xiu took a deep breath. He was thinking, what on earth is Song Wei going to do, what is the emperor going to do?
He also knew about Nanjing City. Does the emperor want to remove all the people from Jiangnan?
It shouldn't be possible.
Then the emperor came for the money. As long as the salt merchants paid enough money, the emperor would let them go.
"Master, please listen to what the villain has to say."
Gu Xiu sorted out her thoughts and said, "Before the strike, we had already transported all the remaining salt from our home. Now there is really not a grain of salt left in our home."
"If you kill us all, I'm afraid we'll have to stop for a while."
"This is not a threat, sir, but the truth."
"You can search my house, there is absolutely no salt."
"Please give us some time and resume the salt supply immediately."
To threaten the court with no salt, only salt merchants can do it.
It just happens to be effective.
Song Wei pinched his teeth. The emperor did have salt to eat, but the army really ran out of salt. This was the reason why the emperor scolded him. If the army ran out of salt, big problems would arise.
Gu Xiu did an even better job and probably destroyed all the salt stored in his home.
As long as Song Wei kills them all, there will be no salt. If the salt shortage lasts for two or three months, the Ming Dynasty will collapse.
Therefore, supervising salt is a technical job, but Song Wei did it very roughly.
Fortunately, they destroyed all the salt mining equipment and could not recover it for a year and a half. The emperor was completely dumbfounded.
"Didn't I just say that there is nothing you can do if Yan Ding rebels?" Song Weide continued to pretend.
"Sir, we have our own way."
Gu Xiu doesn't pretend anymore. The worst is death. If we die prematurely, the Ming Dynasty will perish, and you won't be much better off.
Salt is on our hands!
Even if you take away the salt mines, reorganize the mines, and then take them out for mining and sales, it will still take several months.
Daming has already run out of salt, so we can’t wait a few months.
This is Gu Xiu's confidence.
"Are you bargaining with His Majesty?" Song Wei's eyes flashed with anger.
Gu Xiu kowtowed in the direction of the Forbidden City: "I am loyal to Your Majesty and have no bad intentions. I am willing to donate one million taels of silver to Your Majesty. I beg Your Majesty to spare me. I will restore the mine immediately." Mining salt, restoring supply.”
This is a smart man.
There are no fools in business, they all imitate Gu Xiu and kowtow, willing to give money to the emperor, as long as the emperor stops.
If it were Song Wei in the past, he would just accept it and leave immediately.
However, Song Wei changed.
He knows very well what a businessman is.
They were tricked today, so if they are obedient and turn around and go out, they will rebel. Never underestimate people's greed for wealth. It is human nature to want money rather than life.
At the same time, he thought of a more terrifying possibility.
The salt merchants went out and destroyed all the salt mining equipment, and the Ming Dynasty would be without salt for more than a year.
"Mr. Gu is really a talented person. He knows how to bargain with His Majesty."
Song Wei calmed down and smiled like a spring breeze: "I have been serving His Majesty for eleven years. I have seen many people bargaining with Your Majesty, but none of these people ended up well."
"One million taels buys your majesty's begging for mercy. Is your majesty's Chrysostom so worthless?"
"Also, when Mr. Gu is doing business, he treats important national affairs and political matters like a businessman. Is this belittling His Majesty, who only cares about money and not people?"
Gu Xiu's face changed sharply: "I am also willing to be your Majesty's slave..."
Snapped!
Song Wei slapped him in the face: "You deserve it!"
"Come here, drag Gu Xiu out, Ling Chi!"
Gu Xiu was anxious: "Why? The Ming Dynasty ruled the country by law. What crime did the villain commit that warrants the death penalty?"
Gu Xiu was educated, so he had no choice but to give up writing and go into business.
So he understands bargaining and politics.
It's not like some businessmen who just use white gloves and don't know anything, and just use their power to occupy other people's industries.
From Song Wei's hesitation, he could see through Song Wei's mind.
But he was greedy and wanted to bargain with the emperor to get a good price.
This was his stupidity. There were several salt producing areas in the Ming Dynasty, but none of the salt merchants in the Huaihe River and the Huaihe River. If the Ming Dynasty could be cut off from salt for a month or two at most, the supply would be restored soon.
"You and my commander-in-chief Da Ming Lü, right?"
Song Wei didn't kill him directly. He had his own mission to complete, and killing was just a means to complete the mission.
"Mr. Gu's clothes are worth a lot of money."
Gu Xiu immediately explained: "This clothes is imitation silk, the price is not high, and the down inside is made. Your Majesty has not stipulated that merchants cannot wear down jackets."
"Huh, what does the imperial edict stipulate?"
Gu Xiu immediately stopped talking. According to the imperial edict, merchants should commit suicide by wiping their necks. Before they died, they had to say: They deserved it.
"Why do you have no excuses if you want to accuse me?"
Gu Xiu cried and said: "I, Gu Xiu, am loyal to Your Majesty. I am willing to spend five million taels of silver to buy the lives of my whole family, and I am willing to hand over all the mines to Your Majesty."
What an abandoned pawn to save the car!
Song Wei's headache is not how much money he borrowed, but the restoration of salt supply.
Gu Xiu tested his bottom line and thought he had figured out Song Wei's shortcomings. Don't forget, Song Wei is a guilty person.
"Drag out Lingchi!"
Gu Xiu was dragged out half a foot by two soldiers before he realized that Song Wei really wanted to kill him: "Sir, please spare my life! Please spare your life!"
"Are you stupid to be the governor?"
Song Wei pointed to his nose: "You even dare to cut off salt at your will. Is there anything else you dare not do?"
"ah!"
Fanzi cut open Gu Xiu's clothes and started to beat his body with a knife. Gu Xiu pissed and said, "Song Wei, if you kill me, the supply of salt will be far away!"
"Look, you are about to die, and you still dare to threaten me? Do you think I dare to use you?" Song Wei sneered.
"Song Wei, you are a sycophant. You are ruining the survival of the Gu Kingdom. You are a sycophant... ah!" Gu Xiu screamed as the knife opened the cavity and started to cut it one by one.
"The dynasty will not die, and neither will the governor. On the contrary, all nine of your clans will die." Song Wei sneered.
All the salt merchants were dumbfounded. Song Wei really dared to Ling Chi.
"Sir, as long as you spare me, I will immediately resume the supply of salt, restore it." A merchant spoke in authentic Fengyang dialect and kept kowtowing to beg for mercy.
"People from Fengyang?"
Song Wei pointed at himself: "My ancestors were also from Fengyang."
"Your Majesty's ancestors were also from Fengyang."
"Why did you even trick your own people?"
"Drag him out! Lingchi!"
Song Wei roared.
Why keep such disloyal and unjust things?
"Who is this governor?"
"You still don't understand!"
"He is a man who has committed crimes and made meritorious deeds!"
"This governor is no longer the Marquis of Xining, nor is he the garrison of Nanjing!"
"He is just a guilty person. His Majesty ordered him to supervise the salt. He is doing meritorious deeds for his crime!"
"But you!"
"Either you don't admit guilt, or you spend money to buy peace!"
"Can your Majesty hear you?"
"Can't hear it!"
"The only one who can hear you is me, the governor, Song Wei!"
"But you don't think about me, Song Wei, at all?"
"Your heads don't matter! Whether you offer salt or not has nothing to do with me, Song Wei!"
"I want to keep my head!"
Song Wei's tone softened: "Then I can only give you a hard time. Use your head to buy mine, okay?"
All the salt merchants are stupid. After all the talk, they still have to be punished?
However, some people are smart.
The purpose of Song Wei coming to Yangzhou was to supervise the salt, but as soon as he came, the salt was broken, so he lost the Sacred Heart. If Song Wei wanted to get the Sacred Heart back, he had to use the blood of the salt merchant to satisfy His Majesty.
"Sir, this little person can help you regain His Majesty's favor."
A businessman climbed out from among countless people.
"Go on." Song Wei was still laughing.
Outside, two people were being tortured. The screams gave people nightmares for a lifetime.
But no one wants to be the third one to be punished.
"What the Tian family wants is nothing more than power and money. Power means who is behind us and who gets the dividends in Lianghuai. Wealth means, on the one hand, our family wealth, and the other, the money earned from salt."
"As long as you do these things well, you will definitely regain the Sacred Heart."
Song Wei heard it interesting and laughed: "What is your name?"
"My name is Lu Rujing, from Huizhou." He replied tremblingly.
"Lu Rujing, continue."
Lu Rujing breathed a sigh of relief: "Sir, killing people won't solve the problem. Even if you kill us all, it won't help."
"I, we are willing to cooperate with you, work hard for you, and tell you all the secrets of the salt merchant, so that you can speak truthfully in front of His Majesty."
"Then write down all the connections of the salt merchants, and all our wealth will be collected by the palace."
"From now on, the profits from salt will be distributed by the palace."
"Young man, I am willing to be your majesty's loyal dog and your majesty's slave. I will serve your majesty and the palace for the rest of my life!"
"You, you can become prominent in the court by controlling Yangzhou salt merchants."
Bang bang bang!
Song Wei patted him on the face: "You are really smart. You know how to consider the governor. You are a good dog."
Lu Rujing nodded, willing to be Song Wei's dog.
"But you are just a prefect, right? Are you worthy of being the governor's dog?"
Song Wei really underestimated the salt merchant.
Above the salt merchants, he is not just a magistrate, his status may be higher than that of the Marquis of Xining.
"The villain is willing to work hard and be the servant of the adults." Lu Rujing's face was full of hope.
Being a dog is not an insulting word.
It's a compliment. Those who are loyal are lackeys. Even Yu Qian and Hu Hui regard themselves as the emperor's lackeys. This is a compliment.
Loyal ministers and dogs are equated.
"You are indeed a good dog."
Song Wei clicked his tongue: "It's a pity that I can't believe you."
"This is Yangzhou Mansion. Once you leave this hall, I will not be able to find you."
"All promises are empty talk."
"What's the use?"
Song Wei has seen through people's hearts, and no one believes it.
"The villain is willing to take his children as hostages..." Lu Rujing was also cruel.
"Children are nothing. You are still young. If you die a few, you can still regenerate."
Song Wei lowered his gaze: "Unless you all become eunuchs and can no longer have children, and your children are used as hostages, then it will be somewhat of a deterrent."
Lu Rujing trembled all over.
Song Wei is not subduing the lackeys at all, but wants the lives of these people.
There were more than a hundred salt merchants who could buy the Ming Dynasty with their own money. Song Wei actually wanted them all to become eunuchs.
Businessmen, in the eyes of officials, are nothing more than tools.
Song Wei didn't regard them as extraordinary people at all.
"Please forgive me!" Lu Rujing kowtowed to the ground.
"Is life more important, or that thing?"
Song Wei smiled strangely: "If you don't accept a letter of nomination, how can I trust you?"
"How can I believe everything you say just by touching your words?"
"Do you think I, Song Wei, am stupid?"
"Think about it carefully, which one is more important?"
Lu Rujing finally figured out that Song Wei didn't really want to talk, he was just a salt merchant.
In other words, the emperor was dissatisfied with the salt merchants' control of salt and wanted to replace everyone.
Song Wei stood up and said: "Here, come and give Yao Shigui and other family property to the governor. Pack them all into boxes and send them to Nanjing City!"
"Sir, if, if, you are castrated, will you be able to keep your family wealth?" A salt merchant asked in horror.
This costs money rather than life.
Song Wei asked him with a smile: "Your Majesty has been unable to eat salt for a few days. Can you make up for it with your Majesty?"
He shook his head, no one has the ability to travel through time and space.
"Then can you let everyone in the world eat salt immediately?"
He shook his head again.
"Then what's the use of you? Are you wasting air? Drag him out! Lingchi!" Song Wei roared.
The merchant cried and said: "I am willing to be castrated, yes, please don't kill me!"
More than a hundred merchants looked at each other and burst into tears.
It's better for the older ones, but it's harder for the younger ones.
"If you don't want to serve this governor, then drag them all out." Song Wei sighed.
"No, Master Song, please castrate me!"
Some merchants begged.
"I'm willing too, I'm willing to be castrated!"
The merchants were vying to be castrated, which was quite a spectacle.
Lu Rujing was still hesitating. He wanted to keep one thing, either his body or his family's wealth.
Song Wei was still thinking that he must send soldiers to follow him. He could not let them play tricks and destroy the salt-making equipment, and he must ensure the supply of salt.
"My lord, I know where the salt is!"
Lu Rujing went crazy: "There is salt in Guangdong. As long as the adults don't castrate the villains, the villains can make salt from Guangzhou."
Daming’s salt production areas are still very rich, including Sichuan salt, Shaanxi salt, Huguang salt, and Guangdong sea salt.
However, the salt produced by Chaotang was monopolized by merchants from Lianghuai and then by Yangzhou.
Salt from various places must either be circulated in Yangzhou and turned into Huai salt and then sold, or it must be turned into private salt and sold everywhere.
Sichuan Zigong salt is an exception. It can be sold, but it is crowded out.
After all, Zigong salt blocks people's way of making money.
"The governor also knows that there is salt in Guangdong, but the salt from Guangdong has to go to Yangzhou to go to the capital. If you raise your own salt, will the salt from Guangdong not be raised?"
Song Wei had already investigated it.
Salt merchants, in order to deprive the country of salt, dumped all the salt into the water.
Not only the salt from Lianghuai, but also all the salt passing through Yangzhou was lost!
So the Ming Dynasty stopped salt.
Lu Rujing gritted his teeth: "If I take out the salt and offer it to His Majesty, can I avoid being castrated?"
He wants to be a man, not a eunuch.
"Do you have private salt at home?"
All the merchants glared at Lu Rujing.
"I don't have one at home, but I know a smuggling route for Guangdong salt in Yangzhou." Lu Rujing indeed had a secret.
Song Wei suddenly thought, can the salt that was thrown into the water also be salvaged?
"I can't. If I count the days, I'll have entered the sea long ago..."
"Hurry up and castrate!"
Song Wei's eyes became sharper: "Then bring all the family members here. You go back and organize the kitchen households and salt collectors to resume the salt supply immediately!"
"Whoever dares to damage the salt-making equipment will be executed by all nine tribes!"
They first picked local people in Yangzhou to raid their homes, and then went to various places to raid their homes. They didn't even leave a single coin for them.
The sound of crying to heaven and earth was deafening.
As for whether Lu Rujing would be castrated, Song Wei thought about it for a long time and ranked him last...
A memorial was sent to Nanjing.
"Song Wei is really good at playing. There should be more than a hundred eunuchs in the palace."
Zhu Qiyu couldn't help laughing.
This method is absolutely perfect.
Turn a person into a eunuch, and then control his family to control the salt merchants and restore production.
Even if the eunuchs want to rebel, they are being carried on stretchers and are powerless. Besides, who would fight against a eunuch?
Song Wei also controlled all the salt merchants' families so that they would not dare to make mistakes.
The salt policy has opened up the situation.
Song Wei's first fire was a good one.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, there will be more than a hundred merchants working for you soon." Feng Xiao thought it was a good thing.
First use these eunuchs and royal merchants to make money, and then send eunuchs to learn from them. From then on, there will be a steady stream of eunuchs doing business and making money for the royal family.
"Using waste is just right."
Zhu Qiyu said: "Let Song Wei copy it thoroughly, don't let these merchants be deceived."
"Go and invite the old lady here again."
Hu Hui has been having a hard time these days.
I have been struggling with choices.
It seems that the demon book case did not happen in Nanjing. No one spread rumors about the demon book case, and there was not even an article about the demon book case published in the newspapers.
It was as if the demon book case had never existed from beginning to end.
However, the emperor's army ransacked homes throughout Yingtian Mansion.
The government and the public alike turned a blind eye.
No one dares to speak out for these people, and no one can feel the emperor's pulse because the emperor has been in the palace and has not appeared in public for a long time.
It is very strange that the emperor was greedy for money and did not criticize his officials.
The Ming Dynasty's public speaking system was to let people speak. It was commonplace to criticize the emperor, and Zhu Qiyu almost vomited blood from being sprayed.
Hu Xi entered the palace and looked horrified after reading Song Wei's report.
Such a joke by Song Wei was obviously ordered by the emperor. He castrated more than a hundred merchants, took control of their families, and forcibly restored the salt supply.
In Lianghuai, the situation has been completely opened up.
"The Lianghuai salt merchants dare to threaten me with cutting off the salt."
"These merchants are quite honest and are willing to castrate themselves to prove their innocence."
"There is no need to keep the rest of the merchants."
"The family is confiscated and the clan is exterminated, and the nationality is not returned to the public."
"What do you think, old lady?"
Zhu Qiyu smiled strangely.
Hu Hui had something in his mind, so when he saw the emperor, he always felt that the emperor was testing him, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Your Majesty used force to suppress the salt merchants in Lianghuai, but have you considered what to do in the future?"
"Salt policy supports the Ming Dynasty's finances."
"You kill a batch of salt merchants, and you will eventually use another batch. Repeatedly, it's just to make money."
"Why do you need to commit more crimes?"
Hu Hui was testing what the emperor was going to do.
"Old Master, please don't test me. There is no connection between you and me."
"With Concubine Hu in the middle, you and the emperor's family will both prosper and suffer."
"If you have anything to say, just say it."
Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "I have said that the Ming Dynasty will no longer rely on salt policy to support its finances. I will lower the price of salt."
"With the salt cut off for a month or so, everyone's salt reserves will probably be gone, right?"
"Everyone tastes what it's like to eat without salt."
"Common people regard salt as a luxury product and are reluctant to eat it."
"On New Year's Eve in the eighth year of Jingtai, I asked the Shangshi Bureau why there are so few sauerkraut in the palace."
"At that time, the eunuch from the Fashion and Food Bureau told me that salt was too expensive. Even in the palace, we should save food."
"Because salt is expensive, sauerkraut is a luxury product."
"Does the old master know what I was thinking at that time?"
"We must lower the price of salt so that everyone in the world can eat affordable salt."
Zhu Qiyu waved his hand and signaled to Hu Hui not to dissuade him: "I know that the salt policy is the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, and I have not said that I will completely abolish the salt policy."
"It's just food and salt, the necessities of life for the people."
"I think the people should be fed enough and the price should be lower."
Hu Hui knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty loves the people, and I feel the same."
"Kaizhong method, taken from the Yuan Dynasty."
"During the reign of Emperor Taizu, salt was used to support the military and political affairs, and that was how the Northern Expedition came about."
"And during the reign of Emperor Taizong, he issued Yanyin on a large scale. Most of the money for the Five Conquests in Mobei came from Yanyin."
"This Yan Yin is actually equivalent to a bank loan, Yin Chi Mao Liang."
"The debts of the Yongle Dynasty can only be paid off in the Zhengtong Dynasty."
It turns out that Yan Yin's debt was owed by Yongle Dynasty.
"Veteran believes that direct issuance of affordable salt will cause market turmoil."
"It is better to implement a pricing system first, contract out all the salt mines and salt fields, and the center will be responsible for setting prices and collecting taxes."
Hu Bi did not say how important salt and iron are.
Choose private ownership instead.
His steps are longer than Zhu Qiyu's.
What Zhu Qiyu wants is that the salt farm is government-run and has a unified price across the country.
However, there are disadvantages.
Now that Zhu Qiyu has plenty of money, it is inevitable that one day when Zhu Qiyu is in urgent need of money, he will make a fuss about the salt policy and start to increase the selling price.
Hu Hui succeeded in one step, eliminating the possibility of skyrocketing salt prices, at least not controlled by the central government.
but!
The underlying reason is that Hu Hui wants to create a new salt merchant.
He gave Hu Hui two paths to take, one was to help the Jiangnan gentry and support the Jiangnan gentry; the other was for the emperor to walk all the way to the dark side.
As a result, Hu Hui chose neither path.
Instead, he decided to form a new chaebol, and this chaebol would listen to Hu Hui.
"Isn't the old master afraid that the new salt merchant will be difficult to control?" Zhu Qiyu was also thinking about it.
"Your Majesty, with you here, what salt merchant can't control it?"
Hu Hui also came up with difficult problems to make it difficult for the emperor.
The emperor wanted to expand his imperial power and hold the salt tightly in his hands. This was the path Song Wei chose for him. Song Wei castrated the salt merchants, just to make them work for the emperor.
However, Hu Hui blocked this road and allowed the birth of a new class. As for who can hold it, everyone depends on their ability.
"Old Master really believes in me."
Zhu Qiyu smiled and said nothing.
He must cleanse the Jiangnan gentry because he is worried that they will become big plutocrats and influence politics in the future.
But Hu Hui is creating the emergence of chaebol.
Salt privatization.
It is very likely that the salt will escape the emperor's control, which will create a gap in the imperial power.
"What the old lady said is very true!"
"Since I have privatized the minerals, I should also privatize the salt!"
"In this way, the center only needs to be responsible for collecting taxes."
Zhu Qiyu made the decision.
Hu Xi was slightly startled. The emperor was not afraid of forming a plutocrat?
"But this salt is not found only in the two Huaihe rivers."
"The Ming Dynasty was so big, there were so many places producing salt."
"Since we have privatized salt, I will issue thousands of salt sales licenses. Anyone can sell as long as they pay the salt tax."
boom!
Hu Hui's expression changed. The emperor did not want to create chaebols, but to reduce the big ones into small ones. Thousands and tens of thousands of salt-selling merchants were created all over the country. Let's see how they form chaebols.
"One more rule: salt is not allowed to be sold across provinces."
Zhu Qiyu smiled.
As long as the salt does not cross provinces, no one can escape the tax.
Moreover, it is simply impossible to form a big salt merchant or a big chaebol.
Every province eats salt from each province, and the market is not that big anymore. How can salt merchants be a consortium?
This is Zhu Qiyu's countermeasure.
"Your Majesty, is it too fast to privatize salt?"
Hu Yan was a little regretted. In this way, as long as the emperor grasped the salt of the provinces, the emperor had no gap.
"It's okay, I believe in the adaptability of Ming people."
Zhu Qiyu said: "Regardless of the provinces, they must be sold at a national unified price. Anyone is not allowed to be higher than this price, nor should they be sold at this price."
Broken a few big salt merchants and turned into thousands of small salt merchants.
Salt is also controlled by the emperor.
Hu Yan had a kind of feeling of moving the stones and smashing his feet, and sighed: "Your Majesty, what should I do if there is no salt without salt?"
"Sending someone to find salt mines will definitely find salt. If there is no time, import from nearby provinces, the price is appropriately raised, but it is cheaper than private salt." Zhu Qiyu said.
"His Majesty, now salt business breaks salt, how can we calm down the world?"
"Immediately promulgated the imperial decree, packed and sold the salt fields across the country, resumed work and re -production, and immediately sold cheap salt to the people."
Zhu Qiyu considers: "Well, let the Pavilion discuss, I feel that it can be set between one text and three texts."
The salt field in Yangzhou was all privately owned by the emperor. Now it sells it. The emperor wants money and does not want a factory.
"So low?"
Hu Yan was surprised: "Your Majesty, Daming's salt is really not so expensive."
"Origin sales of 8 texts for a pound. If the season is not good, it will not exceed 20 or one pound.
Daming's salt has always been very stable. The Hongwu Chao is 8 texts, and the peak period is 14. The price of no salt is high.
"How much is the cost?" Zhu Qiyu asked.
Salt costs are not low. Salt, stove households, and transportation are all costs.
"Find a way to compress the cost. You cannot exceed the five pounds of salt. The place without salt is appropriately increased, but it should not be too high. As long as the price of private salt is lower, the private salt will disappear."
Do not want to expand sales, and make profitability.
The productivity of this era is here, the greater the sales, the more money, and finally the salt dealer will strike.
"Release salt, stove households, etc. to the people as appropriate, and turn into the people."
Zhu Qiyu did not let Hu Huye said: "Let the salt merchant go to Zhongnan to catch slaves. It is okay for many people to be tired. You can spend money to ask someone to catch there, and everyone can catch it!"
"The salt tax is appropriately reduced, and the preferential way is reduced. Somewhere is saved, and they are not paying or fighting taxes."
"Passing to Song Wei, ten days later, I would like to see the salt resume supply."
"If you can't recover, you will cut his head of Song Wei and let him find a way!"
Feng Xiaotou saw that the emperor was going to kill the salt merchants.
He cut Song Wei, and Song Wei must have chopped salt merchants first.
"After the salt was resumed, the old man handed over the release of the stove houses, salt, etc., and all successively turned into a civilian."
"As compensation, give them some tools to encourage them to run a factory."
Zhu Qiyu did not say that it was divided, and it was difficult to separate the ground. Jiangnan released too many hidden households. These talents are blood -suckworms. If they are not well resettled, they will be messy.
Hu Yanben wanted to talk about the demon book.
As a result, the emperor sent him away.
When he was out of the palace, he saw a car's fortune and coin factory, and the exchange bank in Nanjing City is now deserted.
Nonsense, rich people are arrested, who has money to change silver coins.
The demon book case has intensified in Beijing.
Zhou Yan grasped people, the greater the demon wind, the bigger.
The cabinet party struggle intensified.
In the eleventh year of Jingtai, the spring flowers bloom.
Chen You led his army to attack Turpan, defeated his soldiers, retreated into Qamdo, and Turpan entered Daming throughout the territory.
When the news passed to Nan Zhili, it was already April.
"Well done!"
Zhu Qiyu said excitedly: "Intranecting Tallpan, Chen You has great achievements, Jinfeng Shazhou Hou, the remaining military generals will be promoted to the level, and the cabinet will be set up according to the war."
The imperial purpose has just been sent out.
Qin Qin's impeachment of Chen You, full of private passage, forged meritorious merit, conspiracy to collect Turpan.
When Beijing became more and more intensive, the Chen You's case was like a cold water and spilled in the hearts of everyone.
The eyes of the courtiers were attracted by Chen You and looked at the Northwest.
Chen You immediately wrote the book, shouted wrongly, and said that Fan Sheng could testify.
Fan Guang, who defended Gong Nanjing, dragged the water.
The Metropolitan Institute and the Supervisory Department sent people to Turpan to verify their achievements. As soon as they arrived in Turpan, they would report Chen You and conspiracy to rebel.
"Chen You reported his contributions, for fear of it, conspiracy to occupy Turpan, it may not exist." Ma Ang said quietly.
The Supervision Department was established by the former six subjects and Zhou Hongmo served as the history of supervision.
"It's not that there is no existence, but it's almost certain."
Zhou Hongmo praised: "This Chen You and Man Suer intersectively, and mentioned before, and Turpan with Man Suer."
"I had the wrong intelligence before, thinking that Turpan had been separated from Dongchahetai Khanate, and entered Turpan from Manchuro, indicating that Dongchahetai Khanate could still control Turpan."
"And this is full of speed, and there are also famous generals, and Daming has come back, divide the autumn color."
"Chen You spent a month, and he just fluttered Turpan? The military newspaper was unknown, and the military skills were vague."
"So Qin Yan, the Eristarian of the Capital Inconters, report Chen You."
"I checked the Department of Supervision and found that Turpan was very strange. The Ming army seemed to take over Turpan, but there was no movement of the city. Obviously, Chen You and Man Su'er taught Turpan, not really occupying Turpan."
When did Daming completely occupy one place?
However, Yao Yan and others were thinking.
Chen You took merit, but cheaper Yu Qian.
The demon book case made Yu Qian deeply trapped the mud, and the reputation in the Beijing division was stinky. The sudden Chen You case attracted everyone's attention.
Zhou Hongmo is a jinteller for ten years and a bachelor of the emperor. The emperor likes to listen to his lectures.
Therefore, the first supervisory history of the Supervisory Department was served by him.
Qin Yan is a scholar in Jingtai for two years. He is fierce and compares with Wei Zheng. He often goes straight at the bus.
Will such a person be drawn by Yu Qian?
"Zhou Jianchashi could not judge Chen You's credit with slaughtering the city." Yao Yan did not want to have Chen You's case.
"How can't it? For the first time Chen You attacked Turpan, he slaughtered the city of Turpan."
Yu Qian refuted: "Kou Shen also asked him at the time. Turpan had many people believed in Iraqi, and your Chen You also believed in Yijiao. Is there a harm that hurts the same kind?"
"He Chen You said: I am the ministers of Her Majesty, then the people of Daming, and the Education believers in the end."
"He also burned the temple of Yijiao, which shows his heart."
"As we all know, the people of Iraqi religion have a very high sense of recognition of the sect. Chen You burned his temple and must never die. Why did Chen You not slaughter the city?"
Yu Qian wants to hammer Chen You's case.
As long as Chen You's case was burned, Yu Qian took advantage of the situation.
Geng Jiuchou spoke: "Xing Guogong, don't you think your explanation is too far -fetched?"
"How to be far -fetched?"
Yu Qian asked: "Chen You made a report in July of the ten years of Jingtai.
"At that time, the Mongolians believed in Iraqi religion, what other situations, did we not know?"
"Chen You is also a believer in Yijiao. Why isn't it my Ming people?" Geng Jiuchou retorted.
"Chen You burned the temple, causing the Iraqi believers to hate Chen You deeply. How can it be wrong?" Yu Qian was a little anxious.
Others laughed without saying a word.
Can you understand it like this, Chen You's case was made by Yu Qian?
There was endless debate.
Yu Qian and Zhou Hongmo made a decision, Chen You took merit, and it took Turpan.
Yao Yan and Geng Jiuchou believed that they would continue to investigate.
Sun Yuanzhen cough softly: "Her Majesty has just left the Beijing Master for a few months, and the Beijing Master has frequent three cases. What do you think of the monarchs?"
"Without His Majesty, the charm is constantly, you can only ask the holy driving back." Geng Jiuchou kneeling and licking.
Yu Qian is the most bitter.
The Hanzong case and the demon book case, the two cases came to him.
After Zhou Yan's investigation, he cleaned his party feathers. There were more than a dozen officials in the DPRK and were detained at the prison in Dali Temple.
The emperor in Nanjing did not clearly instructions, and the factory guards did not participate.
Finally ushered in the transfer!
"At the beginning of the year, the two Huai salt merchants tried to break the salt and came to the Majesty. Now the salt merchants have been killed, and the new salt administration is still chaotic throughout the country."
Chen Wen and diluted mud: "I thought, now the central unity is now, when it is overwhelmed."
"There is a problem with the two Huai salt administrations, many people can not eat salt."
"Even if His Majesty let go of the salt control, it is difficult to calm down the chaos immediately."
Everyone knows that Chen Wen is neutral.
No one listens to him.
This is the best time to fall.
Sun Yuanzhen and Yao Yan didn't want to let go.
"Xing Guogong, don't you think this Chen You's case happened very coincidentally?" Sun Yuanzhen suddenly said.
Yao Yan and Sun Yuanzhen fell to resolute factions.
Geng Jiuchou, Wang Fu, and others are semi -neutral. If they are good, they will go up.
"Geng Shangshu means, the Chen You case I launched?"
Yu Qian laughed: "I move every move, how many eyes do you have to stare? How many slaves are there in my family, isn't you clear?"
"Chen Youli is hard -working and wants to seal the work before his death, so what does it have to do with me?"
After an hour of noisy, I couldn't make a result.
Yu Qian patted: "Whether it is true or false, Chen You must catch Chen You back to Beijing, and he must not let him continue to lead the army."
"But if it is true?" Sun Yuanzhen asked him.
"Sun Shangshu, can you guarantee that Chen You must be credible? If he leads the army to rebel, will you take the consequences?"
No one can bear this responsibility.
Chen You's military power must be lifted and Chen You will return to Beijing.
"However, Turpan is still fighting, and Man Suer looks like a tiger. Once the court changed, the Manchurian soldiers entered Turpan, and Turpan lost again. So is this case true or not?" Is it true or not? "
Ma Wensheng, who had not spoken, made a speech.
The entire Mandarin Hall is shocked.
No one spoke.
Is it a smart person in Mawen?
No one cares about whether Chen You's case is true or false. Yu Qian is taking the opportunity to get out. Yao Yan and others want to lock Yu Qian in the demon book.
Even there is a layer.
The court opened up the country, and the emperor killed the Quartet in Jiangnan, and the class under the feet of all courtiers had begun to shake.
Chen You's case broke out.
Zhou Yan had to stop arresting the party and started to investigate the case of Chen You.
Yu Qian finally got the opportunity to breathe.
But in Nanjing, Fan Guang was depressed.
He kneeling on the ground: "Your Majesty, the ministers really don't know what the two cubs think, and they don't know what they are talking about whether they are true or false.
If Chen Yougong, then Kou Shen, Fan Sheng, Fan Ye, Shenying, and Tao Jin all have problems.
Fan Guang really did not expect that the fire of the party could burn his head.
"Get up, I believe in you."
Zhu Qiyu said quietly: "Chen You is really greedy. He is old and wants to make a marquis. After all, his offspring is not angry, it can be understood."
"But if he dares to take advantage of Turpan, it is very stupid, and even the counts can't keep it."
"Fan Guang, what do you say?"
Plop!
Fan Guang was frightened again on the ground: "Your Majesty, the minister does not know whether it is true or not."
"Don't be afraid, I don't doubt you." Zhu Qiyu laughed.
Don't look at Fan Guang responsible for arching Nanjing. As long as he does not meet the emperor's mind, the emperor can kill him with a decree.
The arch guard of the inner palace was given to Shu Liang's election camp.
There are various troops outside, as long as Fan Guang has any changes, it will be finished.
That's why the emperor slept steadily.
Fan Guang really wanted to catch the two bastard back immediately, pumped a madness, or killed them.
"How many people are there in Chen You's hand?" Zhu Qiyu asked Feng Xiao.
"Back to the emperor, Chen You was under the Gansu Army. Soon after the Gansu Army was formed, the former Gansu Du was horses, plus the Ningxia soldiers, the recovered people, and the soldiers formed were 26,372."
Zhu Qiyu said: "Only more than 20,000 people."
"Let him continue to lead the army."
"Whether it is true or false, let him lead the troops to continue fighting."
"If it is fake, turn the fake one true, don't make it difficult to do it."
The emperor is protecting Chen You.
The battle must be fighting, and he must continue to win. Bian Guan wins the battle. His emperor also did not panic, and he just applied in Jiangnan.
But.
The next day, the news from Beijing came.
Yu Qian ordered Chen You's military power, and escorted Chen You back to Beijing.
"Good Yu Qian!"
Zhu Qiyu's face changed sharply, and his eyes flickered: "Go out! The temple door is closed!"
"This Chen You case must be made from Yu Qian!"
"He created Chen You's case in order to get away."
"Chen You really swallowed Turpan, and as soon as Chen You left, he was full of counterattacks. Turpan lost it again, and even Gansu had risks."
"What a good Yu Qian, so I see the trick!"
"Regardless of the danger of Da Ming, just want to be selfish and disgrace!"
This Chen You case is ambiguous now, because there are no conclusive evidence, and there are no confession.
It can be said that the case was confused.
There is only a report letter from the Royal Shi Qin.
Royal Shi is this job, and reporting and reporting is normal.
When Fang Ying sent troops, Zhu Qiyu could receive dozens of reports a day. Fang Ying would be reported any of the illegal places, and even reported that Fang Ying's rebellious letter could receive it every day.
This is the work of Duchauan!
There are imperial history in each army, that is, to prevent war against general rebellion.
There are not only royal history, but also eunuchs and factory guards. Nowadays, there are more people from the military discipline and military officers. So many people are monitored and monitored each other, so that the power of the soldiers can be firmly held in the center of the center.
However, the cabinet hosted by Yu Qian actually built a coffin with a report letter from Qin Yan.
Very arbitrary.
Why did you agree with the courts and middlemen?
Is this burning the fire on my head?
"I didn't find it before, Zhou Hongmo was actually Yu Qian!"
Zhu Qiyu saw it clearly.
It is estimated that the courtiers are also dumbfounded. They stared at Yu Qian, but did not stare at Yu Qian's party Yu, giving Yu Qian a chance to turn around.
"Is there no understanding of the middle of the DPRK?"
"No."
"The tight curse set up, it may not be true to me."
"They are used to kill each other from Xiangxiang, and I have restricted Yu Qian.
"I give Yu Qian's tight puppet curse."
"Yu Qian, why isn't it a tight curse for me?"
Zhu Qiyu stunned the whole thing, and suddenly became transparent.
"There is another layer!"
"That's the murderer in Jiangnan. These gentlemen made Chen You's case, helping Qian to get rid of the sleep, and let Yu Qian come over to restrain me."
"Chen You, it's just a political victim."
"There are experts in this Jiangnan gentleman, will this guidance master, will it be you? Old man!"
Zhu Qiyu's gaze flickered: "These people, regardless of the hardships of the war ahead, should kill all the money to fight for power!"
"It's almost you!"
Chen You's case was taken from the Zeng Milling case of the Jiajing Dynasty
Zeng Mill (1509 ~ 1548), the word is heavy, a native of Huangyan County, Taizhou, Zhejiang Province, and his father Zeng Jia. At the age of 12, he exported a chapter, and his father met his friends from Jiangdu (now Yangzhou). At first, he served as Changle County, Fujian, promoted the history of the royal, followed by the governor of Shandong, and later served as the ministry of the Ministry of Military Affairs. On the sides of the country, when he was a victory, he was framed by the traitor Yan Song and died of injustice. Later generations compiled this injustice into the opera "Panfu Susov" and became a famous drama.
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