Under Cao Huachun, the admiral of the East Factory, there are one member each of the one responsible for the punishment of one thousand households and the one responsible for the punishment of one hundred households. In addition, there are more than forty supervisors, foremen, and room clerks, who are allocated by Jinyiwei and divided into Zichou Yinmao. Twelve, these are all in charge of the office.
Logically speaking, these subordinates who sit in the yamen should arrive immediately after giving the order. However, Cao Huachun waited for a long time, and it was already dark, but less than half of them came one after another. The others were probably not at the Yamen, so his expression became even more ugly this time.
However, this is actually his own fault. Since becoming harmonious with the outer court, Dongchang has nothing to do. It was rare for him to summon his subordinates to discuss matters with such a big fanfare. Usually when something happened, he would just give casual orders. Suddenly, when he got serious, he broke the pot.
However, Cao Huachun would not admit his mistake and just sat there with a gloomy face.
The people below were all a little uneasy. They had never seen the factory owner in such a situation before. There was a faint feeling that a storm was coming.
About two-thirds of the way through, when Cao Huachun's stomach started to growl, he finally stopped waiting. He immediately said in a cold voice: "We have bad news here!"
Upon hearing this, the people below immediately understood that it was the factory owner who had encountered something unpleasant, no wonder his face was so ugly.
Since the chief officer is in trouble, it is natural that they are in trouble. The so-called worry about the humiliation of ministers, from a certain perspective, is also suitable for any group, but the degree is different.
"I don't know who blindly offended the factory owner. How audacious!"
"If the factory owner just says a word, my subordinates will go get him immediately!"
"Yes, if you dare to offend the factory owner, let him know how powerful Dongchang is!"
"..."
Seeing his subordinates stand up one by one and filled with indignation, for some reason, Cao Huachun felt as if he was watching a monkey show. He immediately slapped the table several times, and there was a "snap" sound, which shocked everyone in the lobby.
"The Emperor has decreed that all our illegal gains over the years must be handed over!" As soon as Cao Huachun started speaking, all his subordinates were dumbfounded, "But the Emperor's kindness is so great that all we have to do to show mercy is to use the rest. Just hand over your illegal gains!"
Naturally, the dirty silver obtained by Dongchang cannot be owned by Cao Huachun alone, but is shared by everyone at the lower level. That's why, as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked his subordinates to come up with money.
In fact, Emperor Chongzhen didn't ask his men to take it out, but Cao Huachun took the initiative to do so. It's just that I don't have the money to take it, and you can't have the money to take it either. Another advantage of doing this is that we can share the same hatred and hatred.
After he finished speaking, everyone below looked at each other in disbelief. They all felt that if someone was sitting in the room, disaster would fall from the sky.
Anyone who eats it and spits it out will feel pain! You will be reluctant and unhappy, in any case, you will be extremely unhappy!
The No. 2 figure in the East Factory, the person in charge of thousands of households, had to stand up and ask first: "Mr. Factory, what... is going on? We all behave ourselves and have not done anything illegal!"
When he said this, others immediately agreed.
"Yes, Mr. Factory, is there any misunderstanding?"
"Mr. Factory, didn't you explain it to the Emperor?"
"..."
Anyway, they don’t think they have done anything illegal, and they are not convinced if they want to take out the money, no matter how much it is!
Cao Huachun looked at them coldly and allowed them to talk. When they could no longer speak and stopped, he said coldly: "A few days ago, someone anonymously wrote a confession to the emperor. You guys?" But do you know?"
Emperor Chongzhen actually intended to let more people know about this matter, so he did not suppress the spread of the news at all. In this palace riddled with holes, word quickly spread throughout the palace. Therefore, this matter was used as a topic of discussion by these people in Dongchang after dinner, and they laughed at it in private.
"Mr. Factory, are you going to say that they reported it to the emperor?" Someone couldn't help but guess.
Cao Huachun nodded after hearing this and said sternly: "Someone in the palace doesn't want our family to live well, and they don't want Dongchang to live well. They have reported all the things about Dongchang and the outer court to the emperor in detail! The emperor is furious. This is dereliction of duty. To him, Our Dongchang is very dissatisfied. What the consequences will be, our family thinks, Dongchang will not be able to bear it!"
If it was an ordinary person who snitched, he could deny it and retaliate severely at the same time. However, the informant was the eunuch of the twelve palace eunuchs, who was also close to the emperor, so Dongchang lost its status advantage. Moreover, someone filed the complaint first, and it was not a false accusation. It would be very difficult to reverse the accusation.
Thinking like this, even though they already knew what the emperor's plan was, they still felt a little scared!
"Thanks to our family for always serving the emperor!" Seeing this, Cao Huachun softened his tone and said, "The emperor is also someone who misses old friendships, so as long as we hand over the money, we can forget the past!"
When he said this, he suddenly raised his voice again, and shouted sharply and harshly: "We accept the payment of this money! However, when we are not in the capital, you stab our family in the back. With this tone, we I can’t swallow it, what about you?”
If Cao Huachun is the only one who paid, then these people may be angry on the surface, but it is hard to say what they are feeling inside. But now Cao Huachun explained the emperor's will in another way and trapped all his men in it. Who can bear this?
Therefore, when these people heard Cao Huachun's words, they immediately became angry.
Cutting off someone's money is like killing one's parents. This hatred is irreconcilable!
"You dare to bully Dongchang, and you will never tolerate it!"
"Mr. Factory, all my subordinates are waiting for a word from you!"
"Who cares who they are? How can anyone bully others like this? Do they think others don't know about their own bad things? Factory boss, check them out, please?"
"..."
Cao Huachun looked at the scene below and nodded secretly for himself. Only in this way can this group of subordinates work with all their heart and exert their utmost effort. Otherwise, they may not be able to do things perfunctorily and act in a half-hearted way. After all, at a time like this, who would do anything bad?
Thinking like this, he remembered what the emperor was worried about, so he stretched out his hand to signal them to stop, and then asked them: "Turn over the money tomorrow. After the emperor has given an explanation, he will let us go check it out. After that day , are they still doing the same things they did before!"
"Yes!" All the people in the hall roared angrily.
At the end, the person in charge of the execution of Qianhu hesitated a little and asked: "Mr. Factory, where do you start from the eight major yamen?"
After hearing this, Cao Huachun said sadly: "Our family doesn't want to torture anyone to death, but it will be retaliated against! What the emperor cares about most now is money and food, and the army in the capital. Do you understand?"
Upon hearing this, Master Qianhu rolled his eyes and bowed to accept the order: "I understand, my subordinates!"
