With money, Li Yunze started the buying, buying, buying mode.
It supplies tents that can be used as temporary shelter for typhoon victims after they lose their homes. Orders for tens of thousands of tents were placed at one go.
Thousands of buckets of water purification tablets can be bought to solve the problem of clean drinking water.
There are hundreds of boxes of medicines to prevent and control the spread of plague after disasters.
He also ordered hundreds of tons of sugar to distribute to the victims.
Sweetness can make people feel happy, which is an important material to relieve the mood of disaster victims.
More than 10,000 tons of coal were purchased as fuel.
In the Ming Dynasty, there was basically no coal production in Jiangnan, and even if it did, the output was too small to be used.
In addition, there are a large number of emergency supplies, unpackaged instant noodles, canned food, dehydrated vegetables, etc.
As for other daily necessities such as food, cloth, and salt, various tools and grains for resuming production, bricks and tiles for rebuilding homes, etc., they can be supplied in sufficient quantities within the time and space of the Ming Dynasty.
After the supplies arrived, they were sent via Yangtze River Navy ships to Jiashao and other places offshore Zhejiang for storage in preparation for the upcoming typhoon.
The unknown Ni Yuanlu, the director of the Imperial Academy of Yingtian Prefecture, was appointed by Li Yunze as the censor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provinces, and also set out to inspect various places in Jiashao.
He is the disaster relief minister chosen by Li Yunze, and he has the power to distribute various materials.
The reason why Ni Yuanlu was chosen was not only because she chose to die for her country after being hanged on a coal mountain in Chongzhen, but also because this person's reputation records were all upright.
With so much supplies, I don’t know how many people will be willing to lend their hands when the time comes.
Without an upright person in charge, the victims will get nothing when the typhoon comes.
After arranging these things, Li Yunze began to wrap up the blood alliance case.
Under the long drought, the air in Yingtianfu has gradually become moister in the past two days.
Today, the sky is covered with clouds, and it is raining, and the wind and rain are gradually increasing.
Li Yunze understood that this was the peripheral impact of the typhoon that was about to land.
This is only a peripheral area a few hundred kilometers away, and the rain is already so heavy.
If the typhoon is about to land in Jiashao and other places, the rain and wind will be so loud!
The notice to evacuate as many people as possible has been carried by Ni Yuanlu, hoping to save more people.
Li Yunze, who originally didn't plan to go there in person, was really worried.
After worrying about the people along the coast, his attention finally turned to Fengtian Hall.
The hall was full of people. The nobles, civil servants and local tyrants from all over the south of the Yangtze River who were involved in the blood alliance case crowded the hall.
"Xu Hongji, for the sake of General Xu Da, I will only confiscate your family's title and property, and allow your family to be exiled with their ancestral tablets. You will not be pardoned. Are you willing to plead guilty?"
Li Yunze's fault was the first to fall on the nobles.
He had no sympathy for these nobles.
Before he had soldiers and horses in his hands, he dared to use Tongzhou grain affairs to kill the nobles of the capital.
Now that the army is on the side, the sand sculptures are taking the initiative to put the handle into his hands. Of course, they are going to kill him.
In essence, there is little difference in the harm done to the common people of the Ming Dynasty by nobles and clans.
Xu Hongji, who was obviously in a daze, shook for a moment.
He still can't figure out why he gave birth to such a big idiot like Xu Wenjue.
Making trouble, even assassinating the emperor or something like that doesn't matter. The only thing is that it must succeed!
Whether he was sure of victory or not, he foolishly joined in, even thinking that he could buy off Cao Bianjiao with eight hundred thousand taels of silver.
Don't you think that what you are going to do is a big thing in Shatou. You want to spend a little money to win the leading general personally selected by the emperor?
Without enough trust, the emperor could allow such a young Cao Bianjiao to lead troops outside and take over Yingtian City.
This trust and future can't be bought with 800,000 taels of silver!
In the past, I used money to hit people with money in various places in the south of the Yangtze River, thinking that everyone could fall down with money.
If Xu Hongji were to do this himself, he would immediately marry off his biological daughter and then invest all the wealth of the Duke of Wei!
Eight hundred thousand taels? Compared with the future future, how could Cao Bianjiao take it lightly.
The young people who have no hair on their lips and do things poorly have made the nobles of Jiangnan miserable.
The trembling Xu Hongji was in a daze for a while, and then he kowtowed heavily and said, "I am guilty."
There was a heavy storm outside the palace, but it was extremely quiet inside.
"Do you hate me?" Li Yunze leaned forward and asked softly, "If you do, just say it. Don't be afraid, it's okay."
"Long live."
Xu Hongji, who has become much older and no longer as high-spirited as before in the dirt garden, kept smiling bitterly, "The people in my family can still live, and the ancestral tablets have not been smashed and can be taken away. I only have gratitude in my heart, how can I dare to hold grudges."
Conspiracy to do something like this will lead to the annihilation of the clan. Even the ancestral tablets were all smashed and burned.
Li Yunze's handling of the situation was undoubtedly liberal.
After all, his ancestor was General Xu Da, who expelled the Tartars and restored China.
This face should still be given.
Xu Hongji did hate him, but he hated his incompetent son even more.
If you don’t have the ability, don’t get involved!
"All the distinguished families involved in the case will be treated accordingly." Li Yunze naturally asked, "Is anyone dissatisfied?"
The sound of wind and rain outside the hall suddenly increased, but it became increasingly quiet inside Fengtian Hall.
A family that had been rich for hundreds of years was suddenly ruined and condemned to exile. Of course, they were dissatisfied.
But compared to the whole family dying together, this is already the best outcome.
After waiting for a while, no one objected.
Li Yunze waved his hand, "Then go back and pack up and get ready to hit the road."
In fact, there is nothing to take away, except the ancestral tablets.
The nobles stood up in twos and threes, staggered away from Fengtian Hall like zombies, and plunged into the majestic heavy rain.
According to legend, the noble family that has existed for two hundred years has been completely eliminated from this moment.
Li Yunze was merciful towards the nobles.
But when he turned his attention to the local civil and military affairs, the atmosphere immediately changed.
"You are my ministers, but you planned to participate in the assassination, and even pretended to support King Fu." Looking at the civil and military officials in Jiangnan, Li Yunze sneered again and again, "Is there anyone who is complaining?"
Now that it's time, no one can cry out for injustice, because it's useless to cry out.
Some are left with nothing but begging for mercy and justification. Scholars know best what sophistry is.
Even if you actively bully others, you can still excuse yourself from being harmed. Let the person who was bullied write a self-criticism and apologize.
Li Yunze, who felt a little bored, waved his hand and said, "Take him down and go to the execution ground with Zhao Zhilong and the others at 3:00 noon tomorrow."
The originally crowded Fengtian Hall was now quite empty.
Li Yunze's eyes fell on the wealthy gentry.
"I heard that you build bridges and pave roads on weekdays, and give alms to the orphans and widows. You worship the Buddha devoutly and are well-known good people." Li Yunze asked curiously, "Why do good people like you do treacherous things?"
A burly man raised his head and looked at Li Yunze, "Your Majesty, the common people have something to say!"
Waving his hand to Jin Yiwei who wanted to teach him a lesson, Li Yunze asked, "Who are you?"
"Huang Wenhuan, a grassroots man, is in the shipping business."
"Oh, it turns out to be a sea lord. What do you want to say?"
"A real man acts bravely and responsibly, but the common people are not complaining about injustice." Huang Wenhuan kowtowed heavily, then crouched and shouted, "But the common people are also forced to do so!"
"What did I force you to do?"
"It's not Your Majesty." Huang Wenhuan pointed to Master Hongdu, the host of Miaojue Temple not far away, "They were the ones who forced me!"
The kind-hearted Master Hongdu recited the Buddha's name, "Good man Huang, don't speak nonsense."
Huang Wenhuan was already broken, and he was not afraid of threats at all: "Your Majesty, we didn't want to participate in the rebellion, but this bald donkey forced us to do so because of the money we owe."
Li Yunze, who looked amused, nodded repeatedly, "Go on, make it clear."
"Amitabha~~~" Master Hongdu over there proclaimed the Buddha's name again, as if to threaten Huang Wenhuan.
"Twenty slaps." Li Yunze stretched out his hand and pointed. "If he says a word without permission, he will be slapped ten times."
Master Hongdu is very famous in Jiangnan, and he is a highly respected guest wherever he goes.
Even this rebellion was only implicated at the end, and he had never been arrested and tortured before.
Now he was suddenly slapped. This was truly a shame and humiliation that had not happened in many years.
Subconsciously, I wanted to shout the Buddha's name, but suddenly I remembered Li Yunze's words and swallowed it back.
"His Majesty."
Seeing Hongdu being beaten, Huang Wenhuan's face was full of hatred. "Ever since the Lianghuai salt merchants were arrested, he has been spreading the word everywhere that His Majesty will attack the mountain and sea masters from all over the Yangtze River. The salt merchants are a lesson to the past."
"There must be a reason why he did this."
There is no love or hate without reason in the world, everything has a reason.
"Your Majesty, salt merchants also need capital to sell private salt. Big salt merchants are fine, but small and medium-sized salt merchants import salt from the salt field. In addition, they have to manage up and down, hire people to do work, and open up routes. If something goes wrong, it will cost a lot of money. It's all about silver to get people and goods."
Huang Wenhuan was obviously willing to risk everything. "Their expenses were basically borrowed from the temple."
"Your Majesty has turned the salt industry into a monopoly. It has cut off the livelihood of the private salt dealers and also cut off the temple's financial path. The purpose of these high-and-low connections is to destroy the monopoly strategy so that the income can start operating again. "
At the same time, Wang Chengen on the side took the initiative to pick up a thick stack of account books and handed them over, "Your Majesty, these are the account books that were seized from the temple. What they contain is shocking."
Li Yunze couldn't help but frown slightly as soon as he opened the account book.
"Nine departures and thirteen returns. It's really cruel."
"Then he encouraged us to collect money to buy salt to ruin His Majesty's important affairs. When we were in trouble, he lent us money."
"In the end, we really ran out of money, so he encouraged me to contact Jiangnan to plot rebellion. He said that as long as His Majesty is gone, the salt we bought can be sold at a high price, and all the accounts can be A write-off.”
"The common people's boats have been mortgaged to him. If he doesn't comply, he will lose everything in an instant."
Huang Wenhuan choked up in his words, "The common people are forced to do so."
When he cried, the rich and wealthy gentry who felt the same grief also lamented, "We are all forced."
There was immediately a cry of crying in Fengtian Hall, even covering the wind and rain outside the hall.
"Your Majesty...ah!"
'Papapapa~~~'
Master Hongdu's defensive words were blocked by Jin Yiwei's slap.
Not only the wealthy gentry, but also the abbots of various temples were crying and begging, saying that they knew nothing and had been deceived by this guy.
Li Yunze looked through the account books and said something lightly.
"Shut up."
The sound of crying in Fengtian Hall stopped abruptly.
