I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 194 Yang Zongtai Wants to Return to Quanzhou to Work
Perhaps it was because everything that could be burned was burned up, and the fire was gradually brought under control. After everyone worked together to extinguish the fire, they carried out the bodies of Shen Yishi and Yun Niang.

Zheng Michang just took a look, then hurriedly looked away, and then ordered: "Find a good place and bury them together!"

"Yes, my lord!"

After the subordinate took the order, he quickly left.

"My lord, how should we write the next report?"

At this moment, a small official came forward, mustered up his courage, and asked.

"Idiot, do you still need me to teach you this kind of thing? Just say this Shen Yishi, just burn yourself in fear of crime!"

"Thank you for your advice, my lord. I will follow your instructions to write."

Seeing that Zheng Michang had given exact instructions, the little official left immediately with gratitude.

"Hey, is there any specific property statistics?"

Zheng Michang sighed helplessly, and then asked the accompanying officials.

"My lord, the statistics have been calculated!"

"The cash in the warehouse, as well as silk, etc., totaled 7306 million taels, and according to the figures recorded on the land deed, there were almost [-] mu of land! In addition, Shen Yishi also took out a large sum of land before this The silver is used to open up the joints of smuggling salt and obtain salt imports, here is the detailed account book."

Seeing Zheng Michang's questioning, the little official hastily reported the figures that had already been counted truthfully.

"What? Show me the account books!"

After hearing the report from the clerk, Zheng Michang couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and immediately snatched the account book from the clerk's hand, and began to carefully compare every sum on it.

"Damn it! I wish I had come sooner."

After checking the account books, Zheng Michang couldn't help but gritted his teeth.

"But this can be regarded as a handle, keep it, maybe it will be used sometime."

After comforting himself in this way, Zheng Michang immediately embarked on the journey to the Governor's Mansion.

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"Your Excellency, this is the property confiscated from this Shen Yishi's house by the lower officials!"

Inside the Governor's Mansion, Zheng Michang is handing over the account books in his hands to Hu Zongxian with great respect.

Seeing this, Hu Zongxian put the teacup aside and took the account book from Zheng Michang.

After a long time, Hu Zongxian put down the account book and said slowly: "This Shen Yishi really doesn't know what to do, he has to get into the business of selling private salt!"

"That's right, my lord governor, I think so too."

Seeing this, Zheng Michang quickly agreed.

"Okay, I know about this matter! Since it was the order from the elders and the others, I don't have to ask any questions. You can handle it yourself."

After Hu Zongxian finished speaking, he waved his hand and said so.

"My lord governor, I want to take a part of it and send it to you..."

Before Zheng Michang finished speaking, Hu Zongxian interrupted impatiently.

"Zheng Bichang, put away your tricks in front of me!"

Seeing Hu Zongxian's sudden anger, Zheng Michang's face showed panic, and he quickly apologized: "I didn't notice it for a while, and I offended the Governor-General. Please calm down, Your Excellency."

"Okay, let's go down and get busy, I still have things to deal with."

"Yes, my lord governor, I will retire immediately."

……

Recently, Yang Zongtai often felt depressed. Since he made great contributions and was transferred from Quanzhou to Nanzhili to serve as the prime minister of Taipusi under the recommendation of Qi Jiguang, he felt more and more dangerous in the officialdom.

Whenever it was my turn to be on duty, I was trembling, like walking on thin ice, and did not dare to relax at all!
There is no other reason, Yang Zongtai's boss is a rather harsh person, and he cannot tolerate any mistakes made by his subordinates at work!Once there is a problem, they will be reprimanded if they are light, and fined if they are serious.

However, because Yang Zongtai had just arrived and didn't know the rules, he was reprimanded a lot and fined a lot of salary.

If His Majesty hadn't shown mercy and raised the salaries of the officials for the sake of the hard work of the officials, Yang Zongtai might not even be able to get rid of the blame.

And just when Yang Zongtai was about to adapt to this kind of life, something big happened in Nanzhili again!

Some officials gathered together and set fire to the station, almost burning Yan Maoqing, who was sent by the court to collect salt tax, to death!
After Yan Maoqing received His Majesty's will, he mobilized all the soldiers in the nearby guards and killed them wantonly!The officials who killed the whole southern Zhili were terrified and panicked all day long.

However, Yang Zongtai escaped by luck because of his low rank and low position.

"Master Yang, I'm here to pick up your class!"

At this moment, a voice pulled Yang Zongtai out of his memory.

"Oh, it's Master Li!"

Seeing this, Yang Zongtai hurriedly cupped his hands in return, and then spoke.

"The affairs completed below are all on the table, Mr. Li, you can check it yourself."

"Where is there, Master Yang is doing business, am I not at ease?"

The visitor greeted with a smile on his face.

"How's the situation in the city recently?"

Seeing this, Yang Zongtai immediately found a topic.

"Hey, it's still the same, wantonly implicated, those soldiers in the guard are either killing people, or they are on the way to kill people!"

"I really don't know what those adults above think, they dare to touch the officials sent by the imperial court to collect salt tax! Now it's over, everyone's life is sad."

When the visitor saw Yang Zongtai asking, he immediately complained.

"Hush, Mr. Li, you can't talk nonsense!"

After listening to the complaints from his colleagues, Yang Zongtai quickly looked around and felt relieved when he saw that no one was paying attention.

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Yang, for reminding me."

Seeing Yang Zongtai's reminder, the visitor quickly realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and his face was full of gratitude.

"It's getting late, Mr. Li, I'll take my leave first!"

"Master Yang, go slowly."

After Yang Zongtai finished speaking, he left the office where the affairs were handled without looking back.

……

When Yang Zongtai returned to his residence in the city, his wife immediately greeted him with a concerned expression on his face.

"Husband, how is it? Nothing happened today, right?"

Seeing the concerned expression on his wife's face, Yang Zongtai couldn't help being wrapped in a deep warmth in his heart. He hugged his wife in his arms and comforted him softly: "The situation is still stable now, and it should end soon."

"But my husband, I am still very worried about you! I heard from those well-informed women that the situation in the city has become more and more serious recently."

"The officials sent by the imperial court to collect the salt tax are being implicated wantonly. I heard that many high-ranking officials have been beheaded!"

"Why don't we go back to Quanzhou, we won't be high officials anymore, you go back and continue to be your county magistrate!"

After Yang Zongtai's wife finished speaking, she threw herself into Yang Zongtai's arms and said in a trembling voice.

Yang Zongtai keenly noticed that his wife in his arms was not in the right mood, and her body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Yang Zongtai hugged his wife even tighter, and said to himself silently: "If the imperial court can make a decree, let me return to Quanzhou to work again!"

"It's okay, it's okay, this matter will pass soon."

Yang Zongtai looked at his wife's crying pear face covered with rain, patted her back with his hand, and comforted her softly.

After a long time, Yang Zongtai's wife's mood gradually stabilized, realizing what she had done before, her face was full of shyness.

Perhaps infected by the previous atmosphere, the distance between the husband and wife is getting closer.

"Father, mother, what are you doing?"

At this moment, a childish voice sounded.

In an instant, the previous ambiguous atmosphere disappeared, and Yang Zongtai's wife covered her face and ran away.

"You brat, have you finished your homework today?"

Yang Zongtai was quite annoyed by this, looked at his son, and asked immediately.

(End of this chapter)