"According to the decree, seventeen people including the former governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, including the criminal ministers, are to behead the city!"
The streets in Guangzhou were deserted today, and the grand killing of Qian Ning and Jiang Bin in Beijing reappeared.
In the past, seventeen people, including the governor of Guangdong and Guangdong and the governor of Guangdong, who were aloof and aloof, knelt in a row at the execution ground. Everyone had a walnut stuffed in their mouths and their hands were tied behind their backs.
Even the executioner felt very excited: Even if a high-ranking official like this committed a crime, how could he be punished somewhere? Which one is not sent to the capital for retrial?
But the Imperial Envoy has such holy relatives, and His Majesty will use these heads to help him establish his authority in Guangdong.
Wang Zuo appeared again, Zhang Bor stood next to him, but Shi Bao disappeared.
Looking at Zhang Fujing with a serious and majestic expression, Wang Zuo couldn't help but sigh with emotion at His Majesty's ability to recognize people.
He's a ruthless character.
In a few months, he went from an unknown new scholar to such a brave and resourceful local official.
The more than twenty years before I passed the exam were not wasted.
In Dongguan the day before yesterday, he went to the scene in person and erected a monument for the soldiers and local heroes who died in the first battle of Tuen Mun, and built a Martyrs' Shrine next to it.
Yuan Yao, the governor of Qianhu in Guangdong, and his father Yuan Guang both received posthumous titles and official posts, and Zhang Fu personally offered sacrifices on behalf of the emperor, which was extremely honorable.
The hereditary Zheng Qianhu of the Yuan family was promoted to a higher level and became a commanding officer, which was a big step.
Another thousand gold to buy horse bones.
Another son of the Yuan family is Jinyiwei Baihu, and this time he will return to the capital with Wang Zuo.
The "bandits" sent by the Jinyiwei banner school guard Wang Ziyan that night to loot Dongguan naturally deserved the credit first for Zhang Fuking.
At this moment in Guangdong, Zhang Fujing's prestige is rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Yang Shen was also imprisoned, and he was filled with emotion.
How difficult is it to climb to a position like the second-rank Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi? If he were in Beijing, he would already be a minister.
In the past, what kind of high-ranking figures were they in these two provinces?
When traveling, clear the way forward and backward, bow your head when coming and going, and destroy your family and clan when you are angry.
But now they are all kneeling, and after one strike of the knife, everything is over.
Listening to the people in Guangzhou cheering and clapping their hands in unison, Yang Shen gained new insights.
Having left the protection of Yang Tinghe, he came to Guangdong, and the nobles who left the Hanlin Academy went to this turbulent current. Yang Shen had just come into contact with the treacherous and cunning officials of the Guangzhou government and the shrewdness and cunning of the officials.
He looked at Zhang Fujing: This is an extraordinary moment when the emperor bestows a sword, the imperial envoy is unparalleled in power, and both members of the army are arrested.
What about on weekdays?
After the execution, Zhang Fujing came to see Wang Zuo back to the capital.
"Is the Marquis Funing safe?" He was worried about this.
Wang Zuo smiled: "Since Eunuch Mai is here, my mission has been completed. Zhang Futai holds the sword given by the emperor, why should he be afraid? Don't worry, your Majesty has already made arrangements."
Zhang Fujing bent down and saluted: "In the past few days, I have received many efforts to appease you. Fu Jing will bear this in mind."
"It's my duty to take orders and carry out errands." Wang Zuo didn't care about his posture. "The proceeds from Futai's interrogation of the guilty ministers also saved me a lot of effort, so I was able to return to Beijing early to resume my duties."
Zhang Fujing's eyes were sharp: "I'm afraid that after the changes in Guangdong and Guangxi, people in Beijing will become uneasy."
Wang Zuo smiled nonchalantly: "According to the picture, I'm here just to collect evidence. Of course, no one who committed a crime can escape."
Zhang Fujing looked worried: "This crime may not be enough for the common people to discuss, but it will make it difficult for Your Majesty to live with himself."
"That's natural." Wang Zuo looked at this smart man with admiration, "It's better to save one more. Futai and peace of mind to visit Guangdong, I am waiting in the capital to hear the good news about Futai."
After saying this, he bowed his hands and led Zhang Bor to the north.
Five hundred Jin Yiwei went south, and only three hundred returned from the north.
When he arrived in front of the large army, he looked at the child who had not yet grown up and asked, "What's your name?"
"Yuan Hongmao!"
Wang Zuo nodded: "Your father, Yuan Dalang, is a good man. He dared to apply to become a local hero. You, the elders of the Yuan family, are also good people. I recommend you to adopt this position under Yuan Yao's name. Since you have this opportunity, when you arrive in Beijing, Go and study hard!”
"Young man must study hard."
Wang Zuo just wanted Lu Bing and Yan Shifan to have another companion. The guards who returned to Beijing looked at Yuan Hongmao and felt that he was another person whose destiny had been changed because of His Majesty's grace.
When he first joined Jinyiwei, he was personally trained by the governor of Beizhen.
But no one knew that Yuan Hongmao, who was originally born in Dongguan, would not have such a changed fate. When he grew up he would make a living as a carpenter, and many years later he had a grandson named Yuan Chonghuan.
But now, history has turned a corner.
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"Editor Huang, is that "Lun Hai Ce" written about official administration?"
In the history museum next to Zuoshun Gate, Huang Zuo was ridiculed by his colleagues as soon as he entered the door.
"I have little talent and little knowledge, that is to say, I have little knowledge in the administration of officials..." Huang Zuo greeted him in a low-key manner, then came to his desk and continued to read the compiled records of this dynasty.
This is a historical record of major events at that time in chronological order, with one month as one volume.
The work of compiling "The Great Ming Dynasty Zhongrenjian" officially began, and Huang Zuo had his own busy affairs.
He is much happier now and is very grateful to Zhang Fujing.
After "Lian Ke" two important officials of the imperial court, Zhang Fujing, who continued to associate with him Huang Zuo, not only did not encounter bad luck, but also soared into the sky and became a high official in the border area.
Therefore, his colleagues in the history museum no longer shun him as before. Instead, they often tease him by referring to the "On Haice" that has been hotly debated in Beijing recently.
But Huang Zuo didn't have that kind of vigor. When he heard that Zhang Fujing personally killed the Guangdong inspector, his mouth hung open for a long time.
Is that Zhang Fujing, who is smiling and amiable?
Writing "On Haice" is also in the nature of cross-fertilization. Although His Majesty did not issue a task this time that everyone should contribute suggestions, the new president still asked everyone in the Hanlin Academy to write: If anyone is promoted because of this, he will have to bear some share as the new president of the Hanlin Academy. What a kindness.
Huang Zuo didn't want that kind of good luck. He just wanted to complete the editor's job now.
Huang Zuo also knew that he did not have the ability to do the job.
When Mr. Shige came back from the national policy meeting to inspect the editing progress, Huang Zuo didn't want to make mistakes first.
He was flipping through the records attentively, looking up the records in the Official Record of Official Cultivators in the volume of Lan Yu he was assigned to, and unknowingly waited until Shi Yun came over.
After standing over and saying hello together, Shi Yue looked at him and said with a complicated expression: "Huang Caibo, please give Fei Xiuzhan the part that you have read the excerpt."
Fei Maozhong looked at Huang Zuo in astonishment, and saw that he was a little at a loss: "Mr. Ge, is there any flaw in the content of the previous submission?"
"No, after you have handed over the handover with Fei Xiuzuan, go to the Ministry of Personnel and get the application to go to Guangdong to take up the post." Shi Yun smiled and said, "With meritorious service, I will move to Guangdong to be the Provincial Envoy, Si You Councilor, and guard Lingnan Road." .Congratulations, Counselor Huang."
At this moment, the envy in the eyes of other Hanlin Academy elites in the history museum almost overflowed.
Is Xinjun's first disciple of the Emperor so outrageous?
From being a seventh-ranking Hanlin Academy editor to being a fourth-ranking envoy, Si Youshen, is it such an exaggeration?
Shi Yun looked around and said: "In times of crisis in Guangdong, Counselor Huang is familiar with the local conditions of Guangdong. In the palace examination policy review, he won the emperor's heart for the official administration. This time he has made a breakthrough in the official administration of Guangdong. It is fate that he has been appointed. Wait. Keep your mind at work, and when the time comes, you will be successful in editing and editing, and you will all have great responsibilities."
Basically, most people are shouting in their hearts: He was born in Guangdong and has served as an official in Guangdong too many times. Why should he be ranked second in a new subject?
Are there too few people who have experience and insights on official administration? Even though the corruption cases and corruption of officials in Guangdong and Guangxi are shocking, there is no need to promote them so quickly!
It's all because of Liang Chu and Zhang Fuking's recommendation, right?
It's all because of his status as the emperor's disciple, right?
Is this a broom star?
So dazzling!
Everyone couldn't help but shed tears of envy in their hearts: people sit in the history museum, and good officials come from heaven. This promotion speed is no slower than Zhang Fuking!
How can he be so virtuous?
Huang Zuo just accepted the envious congratulations from his colleagues in a daze and agreed to treat him to a banquet that evening.
Fei Maozhong fell into deep grievance: I am the number one scholar, my uncle is a pavilion elder, but the son of another pavilion elder has also been sent out to be a prefect, and I am writing history!
…
Zhang Fujing cut out two large pieces of the film with one stroke of his sword.
Zhu Houcong's decree made countless people know that the Guangdong and Guangxi Associations were hot spots for meritorious deeds.
Chen Jin's move south is no longer simply interpreted as an attempt to stabilize the situation, but as a grand plan.
But how can the big news that may happen in the future be separated from money?
The new law being tried out in Guangdong has touched the nerves of too many people, including those who are afraid and resist it, but also those who are excited and want to do something on the sidelines first.
Nanzhili has the highest taxation in the country and values literature and education. Nearly 30% to 40% of officials across the country came from Jiangnan Gongyuan.
Song Chuanlin, the magistrate of Kunshan County in Suzhou Prefecture, looked at the master with burning eyes: "Has the person been found?"
"We found it. Will the county magistrate summon the Mao family to appear in court?"
"Go and pass it!"
Song Chuanlin took off his official hat and his eyes were full of excitement.
What do you have to fear about those who are disloyal and disrespectful? Moreover, the evidence is conclusive. The Mao family has embezzled people's land. Since the owner of the property has been found in Jianghuai, why not take the opportunity to clear out all the Mao family's land?
With his power, he will open two more large households, and a memorial will be presented to the emperor at that time. Song Chuanlin, who understands new laws, can also go to Guangdong and Guangxi to ride on the wind!
Mao Cheng, who was "sent back to his hometown with gifts", expected such a snob, and watched helplessly as his eldest son was summoned to the county government.
He wrote to Yang Tinghe with grief and anger in his eyes, and fell into a small lawsuit that he had previously dismissed.
There are many letters to write and many local residents to invite, but how many people will sell his face again?
Or write a letter to Wang Shifang? Could you please ask your in-laws for help?
As a result, before a few letters had been written, the housekeeper ran over in despair: "Master! Master! The shopkeeper of the grain store and cloth store, as well as many remaining big tenants, have come to ask me to discuss buying a store and a field."
"Sell them all! Sell them all!" Mao Cheng was too lazy to care about such trivial matters.
Now that they have lost their official status, all the businessmen and landowners who donated their money before now come to negotiate redemption.
The Mao family can't help them avoid taxes and corvee, but this is the end of reality.
I had said before that I would show some kindness and fulfill the agreed time limit for the tenancy, but now I immediately shunned it for fear of not being able to do so.
Waiting until night, his son came back with extreme humiliation: "Song Chuanlin is going to drive our Mao family to death! Tell the villagers that if anyone else has been invaded and bought private land or shops by my Mao family, they can report it! Father, We must think of a way!”
At this moment, Song Chuanlin had just sat on the sedan chair and was happily preparing to drink and listen to music.
Today is the first step. First, it is confirmed that the perpetrators of the crime were embezzled by the Mao family, and then the case will be made bigger and all the shopkeepers and landowners who donated money to the Mao family will be cleared out!
The next step is the turn of those families who have been relying on a few sixth- and seventh-grade officials in the court. Not to mention that it was all done, but you had to spit out some, right?
That's enough. This year's autumn grain, Kunshan County is the best. Now that the memorial is submitted, the next step is for his mentor to ask him to be transferred to Guangdong.
My mentor is already an elder, as long as I have some achievements, I can achieve success!
Song Chuanlin hummed a little tune and got off the sedan. He looked up at the signboard of Qingyun Tower not far away, with a smile on his lips.
The wind is very good tonight!
The next moment, he only felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, and then there was a burst of breathing obstruction and severe pain in his throat. From the corner of his eye, he only saw a man in black clothes and a bamboo hat running away quickly.
"There is an assassin! Kill! The county master has been killed!"
The magistrate is here for a relaxing banquet, how can he bring too many people?
The bearer looked at Song Chuanlin, who was holding his throat and fell to the ground in horror, and then looked at the back of the black man who had run into the night, and was at a loss for a moment.
A few days later, Yang Tinghe looked at the angry-looking emperor and sighed silently, and said: "In a few days, five magistrates, three magistrates, and a patrol officer in Southern Zhili and Fujian were assassinated in the street. Your Majesty , this is the reason why the minister had previously urged not to act hastily. The news of Guangdong and Guangxi spread throughout the provinces, and the discussion of sea plans stirred up people's hearts. These nine people may be trying to use their land to increase wealth for the country, or they may have just come to discuss the market and open the sea. A strategy to suppress bandits. The coast is complicated and Zhang Fuking’s unexpected move worked, but chaos began to appear in South Zhili and Fujian."
Shi Yuan's face was ashen. He knew what Yang Tinghe meant, and so did everyone else.
In national policy meetings, his speaking style is becoming more and more straightforward, and he is no longer so shy about certain things.
"In the past, did the imperial court allow provocations from certain local people like this?" Zhu Houcong's voice was cold.
"Bandits, vendettas, dead soldiers, this is the result if you continue the investigation." Wang Qiong said concisely and concisely, "After that, the black hands are either officials, businessmen, or big families. They collude with each other, and the officials and soldiers from all over the place are used by them. They don't know how to protect themselves wisely. How many people have finished their term safely and then taken up their new duties? Your Majesty, all your ministers are grateful for Heaven's grace. Although they are working together and want to assist Your Majesty in opening up an eternal prosperous age, this matter cannot be ignored. Your Majesty has considered the intentions of Guangdong and Guangxi, and now The people who are interested are all aware of it. Northern barbarians, pirates, and banditry in Guangdong and Guangxi are causing chaos. Your Majesty, the tax-rich areas south of the Yangtze River must not be disrupted at this time."
Compared with the disastrous defeat in the Tuen Mun naval battle that was caused by "business as usual" by local officials, this wave of naked killings of officials in South Zhili and Fujian is a cruel and proactive warning.
Zhang Fujing's methods in Guangdong were too ruthless, the authority given by the emperor seemed too determined, his time on the throne was too short, and the purpose of "On Haice" also conveyed too obvious direction.
Now this round of warnings is targeting the most important thing that an ambitious emperor cannot ignore: money and food.
When Jiangnan was in chaos, taxes were immediately reduced. If Fujian is in chaos again, pirates will continue to head straight to Guangdong.
The other most insidious thing is: it is so blatant, doesn’t the emperor suspect that there are people in the imperial study who are backing, leading, and planning?
They just don't know about the "gold cup drinking with you" in the Central Palace, and they don't know that the current eighteen national policy ministers are unwilling to take the initiative to seduce the emperor.
But what Wang Qiong said about "working together" was limited to the temporary ministers in the imperial study.
After all, the emperor's magnanimity and brilliance have not yet illuminated the world.
And if this matter continues to evolve, which official and which official will not be implicated in the possible land clearing and clearing and dedication?
Even when the news came that Liang Chu had taken the initiative to clean up and contribute in Guangdong, the Eighteenth National Policy Minister had quietly begun to set an example from within his own family, but it was useless.
What is involved is the vital interests of many people.
The eighteen of them were only willing to give up because they were regarded as extremely popular ministers. From then on, they cared about their reputation after death. At this time, there was a limit to the willingness to give up, and it was worthy of praise.
In the ninth month of the golden autumn, on the eve of His Majesty's longevity, officials in the southeast were killed to congratulate the emperor.
Eighteen ministers of national policy looked at the gloomy young emperor.
What about this time? what to do? Kill again?
(End of chapter)
