"You lead your troops and escort the criminals into the mountains immediately, eliminate the remaining enemies in the mountains, and deliver all the prisoners and supplies to the Jizhengwei Central Army and hand them over to General Zhang Fu for disposal."
"You are not allowed to torture prisoners from the beginning to the end. Before leaving, destroy all the facilities on the mountain and burn down the houses to prevent them from being used by other gangs."
"I will obey my orders."
Xie Yunzhong took the order and left.
"Master Yang, please stay. The others will leave first."
"yes."
Everyone left one after another.
Young Master Wang's serious crime of treason is to punish the nine clans according to law. Who dares to promise like this in public?
This also requires taking risks.
Everyone present knew this very well.
What they didn't know was what Xu Qin was thinking:
On the one hand, he didn't want to kill too much and get his hands covered in blood just because he was promoting the new land tax policy.
Strong suppression is only a means to punish the resistance forces and unite all possible forces to jointly promote the implementation of the new deal and ultimately benefit the people.
On the other hand, the Langya Wang family is a traditional thousand-year-old clan with luxuriant branches and branches. They are widely distributed in the Jiangnan area.
The Wang family currently in the court has long lost its former glory and power.
Currently, the highest official position among the clan members is the sixth-grade official.
But the clan has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, and their influence at the township level is huge.
If we can use this case as an entry point and use both hard and soft tactics to win the full support of the Langya Wang family, we can turn decay into magic.
This can be regarded as a great success, not only saving a lot of talent, but also speeding up the promotion process.
…
It is said that Xu Qin left the capital and went to the Yanghuai area to implement the new land tax policy of "dividing every farmer into an acre".
It should be said that he is undergoing the severe test of history.
Xiuying, who stayed in the deep palace, also experienced ups and downs.
It's mid-February and the spring is bright.
After recovering from her injuries for half a month in Aunt Su's hospital, Xiuying returned to Lefang.
At this time of year, the music and dance studio was relatively relaxed, so the nanny in charge asked Xiuying to lead the newcomers from the music studio.
Xiuying happily accepted.
On the morning of the third day, several eunuchs who had heard the news squatted at the entrance of Lefang.
"Miss Yun, the Chief Supervisor asked the children to come over to ask you to go back."
One of the eunuchs named Dequan said carefully to Xiuying.
Xiuying sat on the chair at the entrance of the corridor without raising her eyes, her eyes locked on the novice Feng Guizhi's arm holding the pipa.
"Don't tighten your left hand too tightly, and don't touch other strings when pressing the strings with your fingertips. Only in this way will the sound come out clean and free of noise."
Feng Guizhi's body trembled slightly.
When she first arrived, she saw several eunuchs standing in front of the door, staring at the master and apprentice with suspicion.
Although these eunuchs had smiles on their faces, any fool could see clearly that they were all smiling, and their eyes were sinister and hateful.
"Miss Yun, I advise you to go back with us, otherwise the supervisor will get angry, which will not be so fun."
Eunuch Dequan's words were threatening.
"Guizhi, you reversed the fingering. You have to play with the left hand first, then the right hand. Do you remember?"
Xiuying listened indifferently and concentrated on drawing with her fingers.
Seeing her female disciple's distracted look, she looked sullen and seemed impatient.
Feng Guizhi nodded timidly.
It's not that she didn't remember this fingering technique, but she was too nervous and couldn't concentrate.
My whole head was buzzing.
Because what the eunuch said was so scary.
"Miss Yun..."
The eunuch wanted to talk more, but was stunned by the cold look Xiuying cast on him.
"Excuse me, father-in-law, please tell Mr. Superintendent that I have just accepted a disciple and will stay in the music studio for some time."
This is obviously perfunctory and prevaricating.
But what can we do?
The supervisor made it very clear, "Go and ask Miss Yun to come back!"
It's a request, not a physical drag.
Since I can't be moved, I have to go back empty-handed and return to my life.
Several eunuchs looked at each other for a while. Although they were unwilling in their eyes, they still turned around and left.
"Sister Yun, don't you live in Lefang? Where are you going back?"
Seeing several "plague gods" leaving, Feng Guizhi breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice.
Hearing this, Xiuying shook her head and smiled bitterly:
"Don't think blindly, sister is not going anywhere."
"Don't be distracted and concentrate on practicing the piano."
"Um."
Feng Guizhi nodded and smiled.
…
In the evening, on the way back to the prison cell from the Imperial Study Room, Wang Jinghong walked slowly and slowly.
Several small eunuchs involved in internal lawsuits followed closely behind him.
Zheng He has completed the internal handover and is preparing to leave in a few days and go to his new post.
According to the Queen's decree, Wang Jinghong, the Chief Supervisor of Internal Affairs, took charge of Zheng He's affairs.
The two men handed over.
Anyone with a discerning eye can clearly see that this means that the vacant position of chief internal manager belongs to none other than Wang Jinghong.
Just wait for some time for the master to issue the decree and take office.
At this time, Wang Jinghong was elated and full of ambition.
There was just one thing that bothered him.
That day Yun Niang escaped from the small courtyard of the prison cell and fell unconscious at the entrance of Lefang Courtyard.
As a result, he was discovered by the young eunuch of the East Palace and was taken to Dr. Su.
The problem is that this doctor Su is not a simple person. Not only is she an old man in Prince Yan's Mansion in Peking, she is also the queen's medical doctor.
He was a fourth-grade medical officer in the imperial hospital.
She is the only one who can talk to the empress.
If the Empress knew, he, Wang Jinghong, had wantonly coerced and abused a Lefang Palace official.
And this Yuefang palace man happened to be a top lute player, and a top pipa player who was often rewarded by the empress.
At this point, that's no fun.
As a master, the empress pays the most attention to the conduct of her servants.
Thinking of the farce that night, Wang Jinghong had mixed feelings in his heart.
He subconsciously touched his cheek with his palm, frowning in frustration and anger.
Why did it get out of hand that night?
He even got a slap in the face.
The dignified fourth-grade Chief Superintendent was slapped by a low-class palace maid.
If this matter spreads out, it will definitely be a strange news.
Where is his face?
The key is that he will soon be the third-grade Ouchi general manager.
This is a big deal!
Alas, it was all the fault of the wine.
Walking to the door of the prison cell, eunuch Dequan, who had gone to the music studio to deliver a message, came up to him dejectedly.
"What's going on? Your dead father is dejected?"
Wang Jinghong scolded him angrily.
"Reply to my lord, this servant is incompetent, my mouth... my mouth is worn out, Miss Yun... she... she just doesn't want to come back."
Eunuch Dequan failed to complete the mission assigned by the Chief Superintendent. He was so nervous that he was afraid of being punished.
Wang Jinghong, who was originally very upset, felt a surge of unknown anger when he heard the emotional complaints from his confidants.
"Huh... Damn it, it seems that I have been so good to her that I have forgotten who I am."
He snorted with a livid face.
Originally, he wanted to persuade the person to return to the small courtyard of the prison cell at this juncture and settle the matter in peace.
