Jingming

Chapter 121 That's it?Grandpa has seen a lot! (How to add 12 for the lord Mingyue where the dream is)

Every drop of blood in Zhang Fujing's body was hot, but every nerve in him was also tense and apprehensive.

He became an imperial envoy as a mere official of the fifth-rank household department in Guangdong Qingli, and wore the emperor's "given sword" in the name of walking in the imperial study. He went to Guangdong with the authority of disobeying orders and beheading below the third rank.

But is it that easy?This only shows that there is probably a big net in Guangdong, a deadly big net!

Zhang Fujing was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid of disappointing his holy prestige.

Looking at Jin Yiwei Beizhen Fushi, who can make the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty feel scared when they see it, Zhang Fujing said solemnly: "Wang Zhenfu, you and I are ordered by the emperor, and we should be safe before we arrive in Guangzhou. As long as there is no conspiracy in Guangdong, If you go to Guangdong now, you won’t encounter bandits on your way! Now, the priority is the safety of the officers and soldiers who survived the Tuen Mun naval battle. Since you are ordered by the Holy Order, Wang Hung is a criminal, please Wang Zhen to comfort you!”

There was more sincerity in Wang Zuo's kind smile before, he stared at him for a moment and said: "You should take orders! Don't worry about Zhang Xingxing. As soon as Wang Hung Zoubao entered the palace, His Majesty ordered Beizhen Fusi Banner to hurry up first." Heading south."

Zhang Fujing felt awe-inspiring: that was the day before he received the order.

There is also the Jinyiwei who was sent to Guangdong earlier to walk in the south of the Five Ridges... When did this game of chess start?

Looking back to the north, he felt that the emperor who had granted him great favor seemed to be looking at the south with deep eyes, but he should have seen farther than Zhang Fujing.

Since I don't know when, His Majesty has been looking at the coast of Nanyang!

"Why did you still argue hard and refused to retreat back then?" In the study of Yang Tinghe's residence, Yang Shen bowed his head again to listen to the training.

Yang Tinghe walked up and down with a rare expression of restlessness: "Weizhi never recommended you. Out of 15 people, four of them definitely did not recommend you. I told you a long time ago that Jiang Mian, Wang Qiong, etc. may deliberately kill you." You. With your temperament and the current situation of Your Majesty and your father, you must be cautious in everything and follow Liu Long! Your Majesty will not ask or tell! If Yan Weizhong and Wang Bo'an are ostracized, bear with it!"

He stopped and looked at his son, worried and anxiously asked: "Be patient! Be patient! Be patient! Remember! Remember!"

Yang Shen was not completely stupid, and solemnly agreed: "My son knows. Tuen Mun was defeated, and Guangdong and Guangxi seemed to have been corrupted for many years. His Majesty was furious. Zhang Fujing brought the emperor to give him a sword and went south, and the Beizhen envoy accompanied him to wait for dispatch. This is an extraordinary time."

Yang Tinghe hesitated to speak, he dared not tell his son more about the analysis.

It's a trivial matter to scare him, but now he has to go to the emperor's side every day to be an servant, what if His Majesty comes up with something?

This time, Yang Tinghe was really surprised by Zhu Houcong.

In the lobby of the Ministry of Justice that day, the emperor's on-the-spot response was only in line with his talent when he cut through the mess and negotiated the ceremony.

The subsequent [-] chairs and the Debate on Psychology and Neo-Confucianism revealed his ingenuity in plotting.

But now?It's just that Nie Shiping, the chief guest secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and Liang Zhuo, the chief guest secretary of the Nanjing Siyi Pavilion, presented the memorials that Zhengde had performed several times in the past 15 years to Xinjun again.

At what point did the emperor concentrate on thinking and making arrangements for this matter?
Or is it that the memorials presented to the palace every day, even though he has put a lot of power down, each memorial will be thought out and arranged accordingly?
He couldn't figure it out, so Yang Tinghe was terrified.

He was afraid that he would bring this doubt into the coffin.

Yan Song thought that he had expressed some opinions on the memorial, so the emperor paid attention to it.

But he dared not take credit.

He didn't really say much.

Therefore, it is even more terrifying that the emperor's calculating ability is in his heart.

"Father, how do you think I'm doing?" Yan Shifan punched a set of punches, one eye was dull, and the other eye was shining brightly.

Yan Song came back to his senses, looked at him and said helplessly: "Being able to read and write martial arts doesn't mean you need to practice martial arts to strengthen your body. You might as well read more military books. Did you learn it in the official school of Jinyi Weisheren?"

"Brother Lu taught me. Daddy, you are wrong! Even His Majesty runs to keep fit, so of course I also want to practice martial arts. Now Brother Lu teaches me how to practice martial arts, and I will teach him knowledge! Naturally, I also need to learn the art of war, and I can also compete with Brother Lu at that time." !"

Yan Song smiled and asked him gently: "How is it over there? Has anyone bullied you?"

"No! We all know that Dad is a famous person by His Majesty's side, who dares to bully me? If someone bullies Brother Lu, I will protect him!"

Yan Song was startled: "There are still people bullying Lu... Bing?"

Yan Shifan's eyes were shining brightly: "Brother Lu secretly told me that only Commander Luo and Wang Zhenfu knew that he was His Majesty's breast brother. Wang Zhenfu went to the government school to look at him when he was in Nanzhen Fusi, and beat Lu Come on..."

Yan Song was speechless for a moment.

"Your Majesty has high expectations for Brother Lu! I explained the truth to him clearly, so he will study hard with me. In the future, Brother Lu and I must be His Majesty's right-hand man. Father, you just wait and enjoy the blessing! When I grow up , and there will be a day when you will be ordered to kill traitors together with Brother Lu with a sharp sword in your hand!"

Little Qing'er has great ambitions, and Yan Song suddenly felt: Could it be that His Majesty also knew that his son was so smart since he was a child, and he didn't want him to bury his talent because of his disability?

The road of imperial examinations will not work, but if you take the road of martial arts, there may be a day when you will be awarded for your meritorious service.

Yan Song burst into tears.

That kneeling in the lobby of the Ministry of Justice was worth it.

At the gate of Qianqing Palace, Wei Bin had knelt there for two hours.

The emperor never announced his audience.

Then he could only keep kneeling.

Gao Zhong didn't know why he came here suddenly and knelt down to beg for an interview, but he only vaguely guessed that it might have something to do with the imperial envoy going south.

Even Beizhen Fushi went with him, what a big deal?
Could it be that Wei Bin was involved?

In Dongnuange, Zhu Houcong knew that Wei Bin was kneeling outside.

Continue to dry.

In 670, the three died. Yuan Yao, like his father Yuan Guang, also died under the guns of the Portuguese.

Zhu Houcong didn't know that in the original history, the Tuen Mun naval battle was also lost in the first battle.

All he knew was that he had won the battle and seized the Fran cannon, which Jiajing later asked Xu Pengju to imitate.

So he made that imperial decree, but he didn't expect to lose.

So not only after the Portuguese were expelled, but also some interested people should take the initiative to pursue the "responsibility for losing land" of Guo Xun and Chen Jin.

Victory is really needed now, to break this situation!

Zhu Houcong still dare not believe all of Wang Hung’s blood book, but he believed most of it—because he saw the secret report that Luo An was ordered to go to Guangdong to investigate after he got the memorial.

The soldiers in the coastal guards are actually only [-] to [-]% of the full amount, and the combat readiness is deserted. After the Portuguese occupied Tuen Mun Island, they have already blocked the gates of their homes to collect protection fees.

Robbery, murder, kidnapping and trafficking of women and children to Southeast Asia...why do Guangdong and Guangxi turn a blind eye to so many crimes?
Shibo's income has dropped sharply, so just endure it?

There are so many small battles to expel pirates in so many annual reports, have they really been fought?Where did the food and payment go?

Now that Wei Bin took the initiative to kneel at the gate of Qianqing Palace, Zhu Houcong's eyes became more and more indifferent.

"Your Majesty!"

In Guangzhou City, in the prison of the yamen, Wang Hung, who was shackled in shackles, was kicked in the crook of the leg by one of Wang Ziyan's soldiers, and fell powerlessly on the cell floor with a little hay.

"Wang Hung!" Wang Ziyan sat on the chair brought in by the head of the prison, and looked at the front subordinate opposite him with blood scabs and cracks on his forehead with a sullen expression, "Your ship was the last to come back, and it returned in a big defeat." , It’s fine if you don’t make an apology first, why did you send out your military report when the first batch of defeated troops returned to the water village and you haven’t come back yet? There is no signature and seal of the superior, and you will do everything you can to get rid of the crime !"

Wang Hung didn't make any excuses.

"Tell me! What did you write in your report?"

Wang Hung raised his head and looked at him, his eyes were full of death will: "North Taiwan ordered me to be a mighty army of the heavenly court, first to be courteous and then to be a soldier, and it will take ten days to win all the battles. Since this battle is bound to be defeated, I will first report the situation of the army. The newspaper is finished, why not? I didn’t intend to come back alive, but Yuan Qianhu turned around to rescue me, and I was able to survive.”

"I asked you what you wrote!" Wang Ziyan gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice.

"Why this battle must be lost, and how can we win after defeat."

Wang Ziyan stared at him gloomyly, and said, "Franji's people only occupy a deserted island, and their boats are no more than ten. You have thirty warships in Haiphong Road, and nearly a thousand soldiers. Why must you be defeated?"

There was sadness in Wang Hong's eyes, and then he smiled sarcastically at him: "That year when the huge ship Franji sailed into the inland Pearl River, the sound of gunfire shook the city walls, so it turns out that only my ears are good, and I have been in Taiwan for many years? "

"Bold!" Wang Ziyan's soldiers immediately kicked him in the chest and abdomen.

Wang Hung hunched over, blood oozing from his clenched teeth, but he didn't cry out in pain.

Wang Ziyan's eyes became indifferent: "Wang Hung, you have studied hard for many years, and finally climbed to the fourth rank. Although you are defeated now, you can still lead the army to charge and fight hard, and you will not be guilty of the crime. It is just that you harassed the local people and plundered the villagers. A civil uprising is a capital offense. The merchants from your hometown in Huizhou often borrowed your name as the deputy envoy when they went to Guangzhou to do business."

Wang Hung pressed his face to the ground and stared at him.

"You committed suicide in fear of crime in order to leave a reputation of loyalty and bravery. However, the evidence of the crime is solid. Although your wife and daughter are still living in Wuyuan, Huizhou, they will inevitably be filled with crimes. There are buildings in the city, and barbarians are like tigers. Hepu Zhuchi, Dan people are often in short supply. Don't you care about these?" Wang Ziyan said these follow-up plots indifferently, "As for the cause of failure, it coincides with the turn of summer and autumn, the weather is changeable, and the storm at sea is unpredictable, so there is nothing you can do about it. Wang Hung, what is your report? How is it written?"

Wang Hung clenched his teeth, his eyes were full of hatred, but it wasn't him.

Wang Ziyan's face sank deeply again, and there was a stern look in his eyes: "Are you really not going to speak? As a subordinate of this standard, you were ordered to go to the battle. The report of the war went straight to the gate without the report of the standard. That report is not enough." Take credit!"

Wang Hung turned his eyes back to look at Wang Ziyan, his heart was filled with pain.

Yuan Yao didn't understand that if Wang Hung couldn't win this battle, he would die already.

In other words, he also understands that since Tuen Mun Island is the land he defends, he is actually in a situation where he must die, so he might as well die on the battlefield with Wang Hung.

I hate it!
Wang Hung slowly raised his mouth with blood stains, looked at Wang Ziyan contemptuously, "Then what are you afraid of?"

Wang Ziyan was furious: "Use torture!"

In the deep prison is the deputy inspector of Guangdong who must pry out the content of the military intelligence report from Wang Hung's mouth.

If you don’t know the content, how do you decide what to do next?

Cover up everything?too difficult.

Fu Lun, the eunuch of Guangdong and Guangxi in the township, said that two Jinyiwei hundreds of households came to Guangdong with several banner schools last month, but they disappeared.

Funing Hou Zhu Qi has already sent a letter to Wu Ding Hou Guo Xun who participated in the national policy meeting.

Zhang Nie, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, said: Chen Jin, the censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, was in office for his crimes.

And the deeds of Xinjun driving away the Minister of Rites and suppressing Yang Tinghe when he first came to Dabao have also spread to Guangdong and Guangxi.

Now, the emperor is staring at Guangdong and Guangxi.

Wang Ziyan stood up impatiently and rushed over to pinch Wang Hong's throat: "Are you still recruiting?"

"stop!"

A shout came from behind, Wang Ziyan suddenly turned his head, a flying fish suit came into view, his pupils shrank.

Then, a more dazzling bright yellow color occupied his sight.

"Imperial envoy to supervise the Frangji war in Tuen Mun, Guangdong, under Zhang Fujing's seat in the Royal Study Room, and Zhao Jun in Jin Yiwei Lingnan, ordered to take Wang Hung, the imperial prisoner in the Tuen Mun naval battle, into custody!"

It was a printed box painted with gold lacquer, and eight big characters were engraved on the box: I am ordered to walk, as if I came in person!

Wang Ziyan felt a chill in his heart, but he could only kneel down first: "My minister, Guangdong Prosecutor, inspected the inspector, inspected the inspector, Wang Ziyan, asked Sheng'an, long live your majesty! Long live! Long live!"

Torturing criminals has its own reasons, Wang Ziyan is not too worried about this.

But, why did the imperial envoy come so quickly?Who is this Jinyiwei Lingnan walking Zhao Jun?
On the torture rack, a line of tears slid from the corner of Wang Hung's eyes and sank into the blood.

Outside the gate of Qianqing Palace, Wei Bin's forehead was also bleeding, and he was still knocking.

Zhu Houcong frowned: "Don't dirty the floor, come in and report."

After kneeling for more than three hours, Wei Bin was finally able to stand up and walk into the Qianqing Palace.

The pain in his knees and the soreness in his leg bones were nothing compared to the fear in his heart.

After entering the East Nuan Pavilion, he had to grit his teeth and kneel first, Zhu Houcong frowned: "Just stand and say it."

"My servant thanked Your Majesty for your grace." Wei Bin really cried tears this time.

Zhu Houcong stared at him: "Now that you understand how difficult it is for me to keep you, then don't hide a single word! If you don't tell me, someone will lift the fig leaf from Guangdong again, and let me see how Daming is. How rotten it is! What I will try my best to protect are those people who are heartless, ungrateful, and bring disaster to the country and the people!"

Tremblingly, Wei Bin took out several notebooks from his sleeves and bent over to hold them up.

"Since the first year of Zhengde, the roster of ministers sent in and out of the palace has changed, the accounts of purchases, tributes from various places, and slaves and maids have been compiled into books. During this period, slaves and maids do not know how much ink was corrupted. However, the benefits of ships in Guangdong, Nanzhu in Hepu, ironware in Foshan, Since Qian Ning and Jiang Bin came to power, this is all the servants know. The servants are ashamed of the late emperor, and they also got filial piety from it. Although most of them have been entered into the secret treasury, their crimes cannot be shirked. Please forgive me!"

He still knelt down, and Huang Jin solemnly took the booklets from his hand and presented them to the imperial case.

Zhu Houcong slowly opened the first booklet, Guangzhou Shipping Department.

From the first year of Zhengde to the present, he has been promoted and stewarded.In the second year of Zhengde, a total of 77 taels of silver were brought into Beijing, and the silver stored in Guangdong for many years was emptied, which corroborates Wang Hung's statement.Since then, three out of ten have been drawn, nearly 3 taels per year.In the ninth and tenth years of Zhengde, it rose to nearly 5 taels.Later, it decreased by nearly 1 taels a year, and last year it was less than [-] taels.Reason: Pirates are becoming more and more serious.

The second booklet, Zhuchi in Hepu and other places.

From the first year of Zhengde to the present, he has successively served as the eunuch of Zhuchi.The ninth year of Zhengde was the year with the highest output during the Zhengde period, but the 4000 taels of Nanzhu was only half of that in the 12th year of Hongzhi.Afterwards, in some years there was no output, and in some years there was only 4000 taels at most.Reasons: natural disasters, pirates, bandits looting.

The third booklet, Foshan Ironware.

The iron wares in Foshan, which emerged when Zheng He went to the West, are mainly pots.The imperial pots in the palace, the military pots of the Ministry of War, the official pots of the Ministry of Industry, and the sacrificial utensils of the Ministry of Rites are basically all high-quality Fushan Guang pots.From the first year of Zhengde to the present, the total amount of purchases and tributes has reached nearly ten million taels.

The fourth booklet, Guangdong Yanfa Road.

Yanfa Road officials in the local official sequence, and saltwork supervisors in the dispatched eunuch sequence.Among them, Wei Bin sorted out the kitchen households involved, the salt produced, the salt imported, and the salt merchants authorized.Salt tax revenue accounted for almost half of the annual income of the Ming Dynasty, and the amount of regular salt and surplus salt collected in Guangdong was gradually decreasing each year.Reasons: natural disasters, pirates, bandits looting.

Zhu Houcong closed the booklet, closed his eyes, and recalled the data.

Among the two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty, Guangdong is located on the border, and has always been regarded as a wild land, and exile in Lingnan has become a proper term.Because of this stereotype, Guangdong's land taxes and taxes handed over to the central government have always been at the bottom of the country.

In addition to typhoons, "Lingnan barbarians" banditry, and pirates, the total amount of real silver that Guangdong can hand over every year is more than [-] taels.

Zhu Houcong opened his eyes and asked, "When Wang Shouren was in charge of southern Jiangxi, did he mention the dispute between Huaiyan and Guangdong salt?"

"It's true. There are few salt merchants in southern Jiangxi, and the soldiers and civilians actually rely on Guangdong for their salt. In the second year of Zhengde, there was too much salt in Guangxi, and the imperial court allowed it to be sold outside the province. Guangdong salt entered Jiangxi wantonly. At that time, southern Jiangxi The governor asked Guangyan salt to be sold to Huaihe River and Huaihe River on the grounds of raising military rations, but the governor of Jiangxi refuted it. This dispute between Huaiyan salt and Guangdong salt is still going on today.”

Zhu Houcong sneered: "Cantonese salt is competing to be sold to the Huai salt production area, and Guangdong Yanfa Road still cannot pay the actual amount of salt every year."

Wei Bin bowed his head and remained silent.

"Natural disasters, pirates, bandits, what a good excuse." Zhu Houcong sneered, "Look, it's not all about money."

Times have changed, navigation technology has improved, and the east-west sea routes are smoother than in previous eras.

Guangdong is no longer a poor land on the border of the empire.Liu Jin was able to scrape 77 taels at a time, how poor is he every year after that?

This is still the poorest place among the two capitals and thirteen provinces of Ming Dynasty, but this bad debt seems to be enough to calm down the enthusiastic Xinjun.

Open these rotten meats, how skinny is Daming's reality?
Zhu Houcong saw it, and looked at Wei Bin coldly: "You will pay for the food and wages for this rematch."

Wei Bin let go of his heart, and thanked him with tears in his eyes.

In his opinion, the emperor is still willing to save their lives after all.

In Zhu Houcong's view, money is more important than their lives, and it is more important to save their lives to dig out some information from time to time.

After this time, Wei Bin and the others probably won't get much money out of them, so what's the use of killing them?
Then, next, is there anyone who understands the situation and climbs up to spend money and eliminate disasters?
Someone is doing financial calculations for Zhu Houcong: the annual income is doubled in ten years, take a look, is it possible?
In the face of real gold and silver, most of them will faint, whether they are civil servants, generals, relatives, or courtiers.

Then: Hey!Don't you think it's amazing that the annual income is always so stable!

After Wei Bin left, Zhu Houcong walked slowly to the eaves outside the gate of Qianqing Palace and looked up at the night sky.

That's it?

Grandpa has seen a lot!Have you heard of the financial crisis?
　Today is 1.29 words, daily ten thousand +1, leader owes -1=9.Ask for a monthly pass!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)