The husband was angry: "How dare you! How dare you disrespect Ya Sheng?"
Tang Cheng glanced at the eunuchs around him: "What did His Majesty ask us to do? You know in your heart that no news about this matter can spread."
The eunuchs knew this very well, so one of them stepped out, kicked the teacher to the ground, dragged the teacher's clothes and walked into the inner room.
The teacher in the back room yelled first, then there was a sudden burst of wailing and bone cracking, and then the teacher's voice was no longer heard from the back room.
The eunuch came out of the back room, wiped the blood on his hands, bowed to Tang Cheng and said, "Ancestor, the matter has been resolved."
"Yes." Tang Cheng nodded and looked at Zhu Zhanqi who was sitting on the chair.
Zhu Zhanqi's face was as calm as water, and he already knew what these people were running for.
He knew that he might not be able to escape today, although he didn't understand why these people wanted to kill him.
"Mother, the child is here to find you."
The eunuchs slowly walked toward Zhu Zhanqi. Some were holding white silk ribbons, while others were holding fire folding bags. They looked evil.
…
"What, it's not just that they burned my son to ashes, they also threw the ashes into the cesspit?!"
Zhu Gaoxu couldn't sit still, "You're too much of a bully. Don't stop me. I have to throw Tang Cheng's ashes into the cesspool today!"
Not only did they kill my son, they also had to burn my son to ashes. Not only that, they also threw my son's ashes into the cesspool!
Are there any bullies like you?
I will fight with you!
"Your Majesty, calm down, calm down!" Su Qing was pulling King Han. He was really afraid that King Han couldn't help but kill Tang Cheng.
What a bully!
Zhu Gaoxu gritted his teeth: "I have recorded this grudge. Zhu Di, this old bastard, just wait for me. When I take over the capital, your ashes will be thrown into the cesspool!"
…
A slight drizzle and mist filled the sky above Jinling City, enveloping the human fireworks in the water vapor. The breeze shakes the willows, and the treetops are soaked by the continuous rain. From a distance, it looks like ink is rendered on the white paper of water mist.
At Prince Qi's house, Zhu Gaojie used a white towel to hold his hands, took out the warm white porcelain wine pot from the red-hot iron stove, and said: "Every autumn rain, the temperature in Jinling City begins to cool down, unlike when I was in the north, it was like a knife cutting flesh. It’s extremely cold, and the cold air in the south is always damp and humid.”
He filled up the two wine cups in front of him and stretched out his hand to Yang Rong who was sitting next to him: "Come, Mr. Yang, have a drink with me. This is the old roast I brought back from Liaodong. We used it when we were in the Northeast. This can drive away the cold, and you will feel like winter is passing away and summer is coming after just one sip.”
"Is there such a god?" Yang Rong didn't believe it, picked up the wine cup, clinked it with King Qi, and drank it all in one gulp.
The transparent wine slid down his throat and into his stomach, as if a raging flame was burning in his internal organs. Yang Rong's face immediately turned red and he couldn't help coughing violently.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough, this, this wine is quite strong."
Yang Rong felt like he was sweating all over his body, and he breathed out white air.
He had to admit that he was bragging just now. On weekdays, he drank low-alcohol wine like Huadiao and Heidu. Liaodong wine is different. The weather in the Northeast is extremely cold, and it is not uncommon for people to freeze to death on the streets. People in Liaodong drink to ward off the cold, so most of them are high-altitude spirits. The first time he drank such a strong drink, Yang Rong almost choked to death.
Zhu Gaojiu couldn't help but chuckle: "When outsiders drink Liaodong's old roast for the first time, they usually drink it with water."
Yang Rong was stunned for a moment: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Zhu Gaojie shrugged his shoulders and made an innocent gesture: "You didn't even ask."
"How would I know if you didn't tell me?"
"You don't know why you didn't ask?"
"..."
Yang Rong was so angry that he almost overturned the table. He finally understood that King Qi just wanted to see his joke!
"No kidding."
Zhu Gaojie changed the subject, "Have there been any changes in the capital during my absence?"
When it came to business matters, Yang Rong also became serious: "There are no big things, but small things one after another. Qiu Shudu, the head of the Gongfu Examination Department of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, was skinned and stripped for taking bribes. Du Huirong, the director of Dali Temple, was promoted to the chief minister of Dali Temple. Fengyang There is a white snake coiled on the stele written by Taizu. This is auspicious..."
"Okay, okay, you can remember these trivial things so clearly, it's really good." Zhu Gaojie quickly raised his hand to interrupt, otherwise he felt that Yang Rong could talk for another four or five hours.
"No way, Ming Dynasty is very comfortable now, so nothing big happens." Yang Rong said with a smile, "If we really talk about big things, it's not nothing. The things you did in Korea and Japan, my lord, are big things."
Zhu Gaojie was a little helpless: "Why are you still involving me? Mr. Yang, I remember you were quite aloof before. Why have you learned to flatter yourself now?"
"I'm not trying to flatter you, I'm just seeking truth from facts." Yang Rong raised his head and asked, "Your Majesty, do I know that you made a lot of money in Japan... well, Yingzhou Province, tell me what you did. How many?"
Zhu Gaojie felt a little strange: "Why are you like Xia Laoji, your eyes light up when money is mentioned?"
"No, you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. When a war breaks out, you run away to have fun. In the capital, we can break a copper plate into two flowers and tighten our belts to live."
Yang Rong said bitterly, "Your Majesty's plan to build two stone statues for the imperial mausoleum in Fengyang was rejected by Mr. Xia. Why, it's not because of the word 'poor'. The construction of the imperial palace in Shuntian Prefecture has already begun. At the end of the day, we were just a little bit close. We could move over as soon as the money arrived, but we just couldn't. Please tell me how much money you made in Japan, even if it's only 20,000 taels. , by then the cabinet will also be able to clear out the budget it is holding. You don’t know that officials from the Sixth Ministry come to the Wenhua Hall every day to look for me. If I keep holding on to these budget sheets, they will kill me! "
Zhu Gaojie asked: "Why are the officials from the Sixth Ministry looking for you? Aren't the financial budget matters under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Household Affairs?"
Yang Rongdao: "Because they couldn't pass the test at the Ministry of Revenue. The Ministry of Revenue sent the budget table to the cabinet for approval. When I saw where it was checked, I quickly went to ask Mr. Xia. Guess what? Mr. Xia is righteous. He said rhetorically, 'The Ministry of Household Affairs' report must be approved by the cabinet, and this matter needs to be resolved by your cabinet.' What can I say?"
The Ministry of Household's report had to be reported to the Cabinet before it could be approved. When the Cabinet saw that the Ministry of Household's report was not false, there was no way Yang Rong could let it go, so they had no choice but to suppress it. After the suppression is suppressed, other departments will stop working. Together with your cabinet and the Ministry of Household Affairs, you will join forces to play tricks on us. I don’t care how you report or approve it, except for the money!
Tell me, where is my money?
Ministry of Revenue: Only after the cabinet approves it can I give you money.
Cabinet: How can I approve it for you if you don’t have money? I want to build a palace with two taels of silver. Do you think this plan is reasonable?
Other departments: These idiots, the Ministry of Finance and the Cabinet, have my damn money! ! !
I have to say that Mr. Xia really understood the politics of the government and put the blame directly on the face of the cabinet, making Yang Rong worry about money every day.
Zhu Gaojie couldn't help but laugh: "I have calculated the silver mine in Yingzhou. The initial annual output is about two million to three million taels of silver."
"Is this true?!"
Yang Rong stood up immediately and was so happy that he wanted to look up to the sky and roar.
"Of course it's true. How could I joke with you about something serious?"
Zhu Gaojie said seriously, "I didn't do anything else in Yingzhou, I just thought about how to mine. Ninety percent of the local manpower was invested in mining and silver refining projects, and all the prisoners in the prison were released. Go mining. Officials from Yingzhou Province made a statistics and found that more than two million taels of silver could be mined in the first year alone. After the project is completed, this number will reach almost four to five million taels."
"F*ck!" Yang Rong couldn't help but swore: "What do I have to worry about now? The total financial budget pressed by the Ministry of Household Affairs is less than one million taels. I just put the money into Xia Yuanji's In the old man’s mouth!”
Yang Rong was so happy that he wanted to take off his clothes and dance in the rain.
Recently, the cabinet has put so much pressure on the financial budget that his hair is almost bald. All he can think about all day long is money, money, money. When he eats, his mouth is full of the smell of copper. When he sees money, he feels like seeing money. The naked beauty's eyes were fixed.
Now it can be regarded as catching King Qi, a big dog, leading Ming Dynasty to make a fortune, shouldn't Yang Rong be happy?
He could not wait to rush to the Ministry of Finance right now, grab Xia Yuanji's neck and roar: "Xia Yuanji, you idiot, have you seen this money? If you mention the financial budget to me again, I will turn your head off!"
When Yang Rong was thinking about it, Zhu Gaojie sent him a sentence that sent him from the sky to the clouds and into the Nine Nether Hells.
"Although there is silver in Yingzhou Province, it is still in the warehouse. Long-distance transportation is inconvenient. Taking into account safety and transportation cost issues, Yingzhou Province ships once a year. The more than two million taels of silver this year will have to wait until next year. It can only be shipped to the capital in February."
Yang Rong was stunned: "Wait until February next year? No need to wait, I have been killed by officials from the Sixth Department before then!"
King Qi is a real dog. He only speaks half-heartedly. How can he be any more immoral?
I want to wait until February next year. I have to be able to survive until then!
Is your happiness in vain when you co-write it with me?
Zhu Gaojiao chuckled: "Although these two million taels will not be shipped to the capital until February next year, it does not mean that there is no cash in Yingzhou."
"My army killed the Japanese country and turned them upside down. The cash they found could not even be piled up in the warehouse, so they had to be transported in batches. The first batch sent back to the capital was four million taels."
"Calculating the time, these four million taels should be arriving in the capital soon."
(End of chapter)
