I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 131 Meeting
One night passed in the blink of an eye, and when the sky was just getting bright, Zheng Michang received a reply from Yan Song and the others.

"My lord, this is a letter sent by Mr. Ge and the others."

"Well, I see, you go down."

Zheng Michang waved his hand, sent the guard away, and then opened the envelope.

As expected, the content of the letter did not disappoint him. Mr. Yan Ge and the others agreed to the plan, and specifically explained in the letter to make the noise even bigger!
"In this case, it must be imperative to hear this case publicly!" Zheng Michang thought while rubbing his chin.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Michang called his subordinates: "Go, call Hai Rui to me, and tell me that I have something important to discuss with him, go!"

"Yes, this subordinate obeys!" The subordinate took the order and left quickly.

"By the way, today is also the day when Yan Maoqing comes to Zhejiang to collect the salt tax. Do you want me to bring him in too?"

As Zheng Michang said, he picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

Within a quarter of an hour, Hai Rui arrived at the Zhezhi Governor's Mansion.

"Master Chief Executive, do you have any business with me? Isn't it..." Hai Rui asked impatiently as soon as he entered the meeting hall.

"Well, that's right, Mr. Ge and the others have sent a message, telling us to let us do it!" Facing Hai Rui's question, Zheng Michang just nodded, his words were full of excitement.

"Don't you want to have a public trial of this case? Get him out of the cell later, and release the news along with it." Zheng Michang looked at Hai Rui and instructed.

"Yes, I understand." Hai Rui nodded and prepared to leave.

"Oh, by the way, today is the day when Yan Maoqing, the censor of the left, came to Zhejiang to collect the salt tax. I have to go to greet him later, and I can't come in person for the time being! No matter what happens at that time, don't panic ,Understand?"

When Hai Rui was about to leave the hall of the Governor's Mansion, Zheng Michang stopped Hai Rui and gave instructions.

"Well, thank you Chief Minister for reminding me, I understand!" Hai Rui paused for a moment, then left straight away.

……

And soon, under the spread of interested people, the news that the government will openly try the murder case of Wen Rong, the youngest son of the Wen family, spread in the city.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Don't you do business?"

A passerby stopped the street vendor and asked.

"What's the point of setting up a stall? Today, the government is going to open the trial of Wen's son's murder case!"

The vendor explained while packing his things.

"What? Where is it? Why don't I know?" Passers-by asked after seeing this.

"It seems to be on the side of the government office. Hurry up, you won't be able to grab a seat when it's too late!" After packing up his things, the vendor hurried to the government office.

When passers-by saw this, they followed closely behind and ran towards the government office together.

The news that the government was going to open the trial of the case naturally reached the ears of the Wen family.

"Master, it's not good. Then Hai Rui said that the young master's case will be tried publicly in the government office!"

After the housekeeper got the news, he hurried to Wen Pingyi's room to report.

"Why are you panicking? I already knew this news, so I need you to tell me?" Wen Pingyi glanced at his butler with dissatisfaction, and said lightly.

"Master, what should we do then? Do you want to..." The butler paused for a moment as he spoke, expressing something in his words.

Wen Pingyi glanced at his housekeeper helplessly, and then angrily said: "You idiot, what do you want to do? No matter how you say it, Hai Rui is also an official, and you must use official methods to deal with officials! Put away your tricks for me honestly."

"Yes, master." The butler was reprimanded, so he had to put away his inner thoughts.

"Then what should the young master do?" The housekeeper immediately asked a question.

"My lord, I've already made sufficient preparations. If Hai Rui wants to have a public trial, just let him not proceed." Wen Pingyi seemed to have a plan in mind, and said slowly.

……

Yan Maoqing did not know how many days he had been on the ship. When he got off the ship and looked at the officials who came to greet him not far away, he was still in a daze.

"Zheng Michang, the chief envoy of Zhejiang Province, has met the censor, the deputy capital of the left!" Zheng Michang stood at the front of the crowd and saluted first.

After him, the rest of the officials followed suit and saluted: "I've seen you, my lord!"

"You don't need to be like this, my colleagues are here this time to collect the salt tax. At that time, I will need your colleagues to cooperate a lot." Yan Maoqing responded with a warm smile on his face.

"My lord, please!" Zheng Michang took a step forward and made a gesture of invitation very enthusiastically.

"Master Zheng, there is something I don't know, please answer?" Yan Maoqing lowered his voice and asked in a deep voice.

"Oh, but it's okay." Zheng Michang seemed to have anticipated the question Yan Maoqing was about to ask, so there was not much surprise on his face.

"Why are you here to greet me, Governor Hu?"

"Governor Hu recently received an appointment from the court, and I will be in charge of all affairs of the Governor's Mansion temporarily."

Zheng Michang smiled slightly and answered Yan Maoqing's doubts.

"Oh, so that's the case." After listening to Zheng Michang's explanation, Yan Maoqing understood the whole story and stopped asking about it.

Zheng Michang and Yan Maoqing walked in the front, followed by a large number of officials, large and small.

"Your Excellency, do you want to go to the warehouse to have a look now? Or do you rest for a while before going?" Zheng Michang turned his gaze to Yan Maoqing and said in a deep voice.

"Let's go now, the task assigned by the imperial court this time is very heavy, and there is no room for error!" Yan Maoqing shook his head and rejected Zheng Michang's proposal.

"Well, that's right. We should put more emphasis on public affairs. Your Excellency, please!" After Zheng Michang finished speaking, he beckoned Yan Maoqing to sit in a sedan chair and rushed to the chief secretary's yamen.

On the other side, inside the prison.

"What are you going to do? I don't want to go out from here!"

Wen Rong no longer had the air he had when he first came in, his hair was disheveled and he was in a mess!As if frightened by something, he just curled up in the corner, unwilling to come out.

"You guys, come here and help me, I'll give you some more porridge when you eat later!" The jailer outside the door covered his mouth and nose in disgust, and said.

Upon hearing this, the inmates in the same cell as Wen Rong seemed to have been beaten with blood, their eyes lit up, and then they quickly moved to lift Wen Rong out of the corner of the prison.

"Let go of me, you guys! When this young master goes out, I won't spare you." Wen Rong was still struggling and threatened.

"Shut up for me! Put the shackles on him!" The jailer at the side got a little impatient, and immediately ordered his subordinates.

"Yes!" Seeing this, the jailer immediately held down Wen Rong, and put ten kilograms of shackles on his ankles.

"Hmph, do you still think you are the young master of the Wen family? My lord has already decided to put you on trial! If it weren't for the fact that your Wen family is so active in sending money, I would have dealt with you long ago, sir!"

"Next, be honest with me, don't try to play tricks, answer whatever your lord asks you! Otherwise, if you make it difficult for your lord, I will make it difficult for you."

"do you understand?"

Seeing the jailer's expression as if he wanted to choose someone to eat, Wen Rong secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and subconsciously nodded.

(End of this chapter)