I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 128 Change of Attitude
Today's cabinet meeting didn't have much to discuss, so it ended soon, but after the cabinet meeting, Jiajing called Yan Song to the Hall of Mental Cultivation for questioning.

"Is Yan Ge old? Sit down!" As soon as Jiajing finished speaking, the eunuch at the side prepared a seat for Yan Song.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace." Yan Song bowed slightly, and then sat down on the chair.

"Do you know why I asked you this time?" Jiajing said, turning his eyes to Yan Song, and said.

"Report to Your Majesty, I don't know, so please tell Your Majesty clearly!" After Yan Song noticed the emperor's gaze, he silently lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Well, recently, I received a memorial, and the memorial mentioned that those salt merchants colluded with officials to sell private salt. As the chief minister of the cabinet, do you know about it?"

Jiajing's tone was very flat, but Yan Song felt like falling into an ice cellar.

"How did Your Majesty know these things? Who gave the memorial to His Majesty? It seems that His Majesty wants to attack those salt merchants!"

Yan Song suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart, and then he suddenly remembered the letter Yan Shifan handed to him in the morning, his eyes lit up immediately, and he organized his words.

"Your Majesty, I have heard about this matter for a long time! Before this, I have already sent Zheng Bichang, the chief envoy of Zhejiang Province, to investigate."

"Oh, did you find any results?"

Seeing that Yan Song was so confident, Jiajing couldn't help becoming a bit interested in this matter.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Zheng Michang found out something! There is a Wen family in Hangzhou City, and their family started their business by selling private salt. Not only that, they also used the money to buy and bribe officials wantonly."

"In Zhejiang, many officials have collected money from them. Even the youngest son of the Wen family killed people in the street. The officials dare not go to arrest him for fear of offending them!"

After Yan Song finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"Hmph, it's really unreasonable. He, a small private salt dealer, dared to do such a rebellious thing!" After listening to Yan Song's description, Jiajing slammed the table and said in a deep voice.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I have an idea, why not use this case to eradicate this cancer? The Wen family started their business by selling private salt, and the family's wealth is more than tens of millions?"

"At present, the imperial court has just built a second navy, and the cost is quite high! Therefore, I suggested that their family be confiscated, and all the money gained should be confiscated into the national treasury, so as to make up for the money spent by the imperial court."

After listening to Jiajing's words, Yan Song immediately gave advice.

"Well, Mr. Yan Ge's idea really won my heart, not bad not bad!"

Jiajing caressed the dragon head carved on the dragon chair, and praised softly.

"Let's leave this matter to you, and let the chief envoy make the noise bigger! There will be a suitable reason then."

After Jiajing finished speaking, he picked up the tea cup at the side, took a sip, and ordered.

"Your Majesty is wise, I will order this matter now!"

After Yan Song finished speaking, he knelt down on the ground respectfully.

"Well, get up, this matter still needs a lot of trouble from Mr. Yan Ge."

Jiajing waved his hand, signaling Yan Song to get up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, this humble minister will definitely do my best for His Majesty, and I will never hesitate to die!"

Yan Song said, goodbye.

After Yan Song left, Jiajing got up from the dragon chair, and softly ordered Lu Fang who was beside him: "Send some Jinyiwei to Zhejiang, and I will know how much money I have confiscated."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Lu Fang replied softly from the side.

"Hmph, salt merchant? Just wait for me to be honest, I will send officials over right away, and send your whole family to heaven!"

……

In the evening, Yan Mansion.

After the end of the cabinet duty, Yan Song and Yan Shifan returned to Yan Mansion one after the other.

At this time, at the gate of the Yan Mansion, as usual, there were many officials, big and small, who came to greet him, as well as depressed scholars.

"Hmph, these guys are really annoying!" Yan Shifan complained as he got off the sedan chair.

After Yan Shifan complained, he came to his father Yan Song's sedan chair and helped him off the sedan chair.

"What do you know? The presence of these people can highlight the prominence of my Yan family. If one day my Yan family loses power, these people will immediately scatter like birds and beasts to find a new master." With Yan Shifan's support, Yan Song from Get out of the sedan chair and speak slowly.

"Father taught me."

"So, although these people are disgusting, they do have their uses."

After Yan Song finished speaking, he walked towards the study on his own with the help of his servant.

"What are you still doing there? Come with me, I have something to discuss with you."

Yan Song stopped, turned his gaze to Yan Shifan, and said calmly.

"Oh, father, I'll be right there."

Yan Shifan came back to his senses suddenly, followed Yan Song's pace, took over the job of the servant, and helped Yan Song to the study very respectfully.

Entering the study, Yan Shifan sent the servant away, and after Yan Song sat on the bed, he respectfully asked, "Father, what do you want from me?"

"Remember the letter you gave me earlier, written by your subordinate Zheng Bichang?"

"Remember, father, didn't you say that this plan is not feasible?" Seeing Yan Song mentioning this matter again, Yan Shifan scratched his head, quite puzzled.

"I don't know who wrote a memorial to His Majesty. In the memorial, the issue of salt merchants colluding with officials to sell private salt is mentioned!"

"Then His Majesty called me to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and asked for my opinion. So I took advantage of the situation and told His Majesty everything that Zheng Michang said in the letter before! Who knows that Your Majesty is very concerned about this matter. Out of interest, let me take charge of this matter."

After Yan Song finished speaking, he picked up the teapot beside him and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Oh, father, I understand what you mean, that is to say, His Majesty has also taken a fancy to the property of those salt merchants."

After listening to Yan Song's description, Yan Shifan nodded, with an expression of enlightenment on his face.

"Idiot, can you say this nonsense? Your Majesty is clearly thinking about the national treasury! Get out of here!"

After hearing what his son Yan Shifan said, Yan Song couldn't help being furious and retorted.

"Yes, father, the child knows his mistake!" Seeing this, Yan Shifan quickly knelt down on the ground and confessed his mistake to Yan Song.

"Let's write to that Zheng Michang, just say that we have agreed to this plan, let him go, and it's best to make the noise bigger!"

Seeing Yan Shifan admitting his mistake, Yan Song was still angry and told Yan Shifan.

"Yes, father, my son will do it now." After Yan Shifan finished speaking, he was ready to bow and leave.

"Also, let me hear you say such things next time, I will definitely not forgive you, understand?" Yan Song called Yan Shifan to stop, and then added a sentence.

"Understood father." After Yan Shifan responded, he quickly left the study.

……

Zhejiang, Zhejiang Governor's Mansion.

"Master Chief Minister, what do you want from me?" Hai Rui looked at Zheng Michang who was sitting at the head, and couldn't help feeling puzzled.

"Here, take a look for yourself." After Zheng Michang finished speaking, he handed out the envelope in his hand.

Hai Rui took the envelope from Zheng Michang, and after opening it, he suddenly found that it was full of content to impeach him.

"You don't have to worry, I have already informed the elders in the capital of this matter, and there must be a reply soon!" After Zheng Michang finished speaking, he picked up the teacup on the side and took a sip.

"Ge Lao? Could it be..." Hai Rui was shocked by Zheng Michang's words, and this matter could still involve the elders in the capital.

"Well, that's right! In this case, you just do what you want, and there are many people behind you who support you."

Zheng Michang looked at the uncertain look on Hai Rui's face, and added another sentence.

"Yes, Chief Minister! The next official will definitely handle this case well."

Hai Rui suppressed his inner thoughts and replied in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)