I, Jiajing, Emperor Longevity

Chapter 67 Beizhen Fusi, Unhappy, Mindless, Scared to Pee

There is no king's soil under the whole world, and there is no king's ministers on the coast of leading the soil.

Jiajing was at the height of the sun, and the little filth of the Ming Dynasty naturally had nowhere to hide.

With "Journey to the West" as the fuse, the Lijian Supervisor and the Cabinet gave guidelines, and Jinyiwei, the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, and Dali Temple jointly took action to crack down on the crimes of scholars, and soon started in the culturally prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River.

The joint investigation team of Jin Yiwei, the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and Dali Temple has returned from Zhu Zi's hometown, obtained a lot of criminal evidence, and broke the house.

And made this case a typical example of slandering the emperor and the court.

On this day, Zhu Qi, the leader of Jinyiwei, returned to Lin'an in secret.

The person who received them was naturally Yang Jinshui, the "commercial" minister of overseas trade. To Jin Yiwei, this was his own.

Zhejiang, Lin'an, Weaving Bureau, Yang Jinshui's mansion.

The delicacies did not work for them, and there were three legs before each of them: a leg of mutton, a leg of dog, and a fat pig's trotter.

There is no need for a glass for wine. In front of each person is a big wine jar, with a piece of red paper pasted on it, and the words "Three Ten Years" are written on them.

At the wine table, the atmosphere was harmonious.

But Yang Jinshui knew that this time, it wasn't just Zhu Zi's house that was destroyed, and that in the future, countless people would destroy their homes and lose their heads.

But this is what they asked for.

Lord Long Live did not lose his temper, and exterminated his three clans, he was already showing mercy.

Another dish was served, a large tray with four large bowls inside, and each bowl contained a braised lion's head the size of a hydrangea.

The person who delivered the food was the eunuch who was next to Yang Jinshui. He put the food in front of the four of them with a smile, and leaned into Yang Jinshui's ear: "Godfather, Zheng Bichang is here."

Yang Jinshui frowned: "Why is he here? What can be said!"

The accompanying eunuch: "It is said that there is something big, so I must let my godfather see him."

The four Jin Yiwei put down their chopsticks and looked at Yang Jinshui, their expressions suddenly solemn.

They had just arrived in Lin'an secretly, and Zheng Michang, the chief envoy in charge of the government affairs of Zhejiang Province, came here, so it must have leaked the news.

This is a big deal!
Yang Jinshui pondered for a moment, then stood up: "It shouldn't be about this. The brothers eat and drink slowly, and I'll be back in a while."

The four royal guards stood up and handed each other off.

Yang Jinshui walked into the living room with a smile on his face, and when he saw Zheng Michang, he said, "Haha, rare visitor!"

Zheng Michang stood up, dressed in casual clothes, but with a wide band tied around his head, his face was gloomy.

"What? Are you sick?" Yang Jinshui looked at the band on his head.

Zheng Michang's face was full of bitterness, and he looked unhappy: "Headache, half of it is caused by the wind, and half of it is forced by them."

Yang Jinshui's face remained unchanged: "Who dares to force the majestic chief minister of Zhejiang? Sit down first."

Said that he sat down first.

Zheng Michang also sat down, no longer detoured, and said directly: "Mr. Yang, am I suffering? I don't do it, and I don't do it. The burden is on me alone. It's going to be five years. It's time, I'm in a hurry!"

Yang Jinshui looked at him, knowing that he was talking about changing rice into mulberry, so he asked back: "What happened again? There is no rush to change rice into mulberry. You can change it slowly."

Zheng Bichang shook his head: "How many stubbles have been produced in these years of turning rice into mulberry? Destroying young crops, digging embankments, buying and selling by force, those local officials are eager for quick success! Some officials are also like this..."

Yang Jinshui thought to himself: One thing counts as the other, and you, Zheng Michang, are not all behind you. You want both political achievements and fame.

Zheng Michang continued: "Then again, the little people are stupid, and without resorting to tricks, they will never be able to change rice into mulberry! Eunuch Yang, now that the officialdom is in turmoil, I really dare not take a wrong step. You see, Can the silk delivered next year be reduced a little?"

"Commissioner, I know it's difficult for you, but it's also difficult for me to weave in the south of the Yangtze River! Next year will be the last year to change rice into mulberry. If you can't make enough profits, what will the palace think? In the past, useless departments and useless officials were directly abolished!"

Yang Jinshui stood up abruptly and paced in the hall.

Zheng Michang sighed all over his body: "Eunuch Yang, you have contacts. Old Zheng, let me inquire. How big will the wind and rain be this time? I'm afraid!"

Yang Jinshui still shook his head.

Zheng Michang wanted to cry but had no tears: "Eunuch Yang, let me tell you the truth! The Ministry of Officials has already started to investigate the officialdom in Zhejiang. In those years... we..."

"What us?" Yang Jinshui said bluntly, "I am the watchdog of the Lord Long Live, and I dare not put a tael of silver in my pocket. I have nothing to worry about, what are you afraid of?"

"..."

Zheng Michang was dumbfounded. In those years, who was not greedy in the officialdom?

One year to clear the magistrate, but also one hundred thousand snowflakes in silver!

You are ashore, what about those of us who are still in the quagmire?
Seeing Yang Jinshui's face now, Zheng Michang's eyes darkened again.

At this moment, the scene of senior officials falling down in the lobby of the governor's office suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he himself fell down like falling wood, and he didn't know anything.

Yang Jinshui was startled at first, and then looked at the Zhejiang chief envoy on the ground: "Play dead! You can't hide from playing dead!"

After saying that, he left Zheng Michang behind and turned back to the backyard by himself.

Seeing Yang Jinshui come in, the four guards put down their chopsticks and stood up again.

"I'm slow. Sit, sit." Yang Jinshui greeted and sat down, and Zhu Qi and the four Jinyi guards also sat down again.

Yang Jinshui talked about what happened just now.

One of the Jin Yiwei stood up and said with a smirk, "Give us this trick, isn't he afraid of being investigated? Then start the investigation from him."

Another Jin Yiwei smiled slightly and said, "What a feudal official! There are fewer green-haired turtles in Yongding River than his number."

Another Jin Yiwei grinned: "Zhengchou couldn't catch anyone, but he sent it to the door himself."

Zhu Qi pondered for a moment: "After all, we are the chief envoy of a province. We have a major task this time, and we are not here to arrest corrupt officials. In this way, we will go to him first."

The four royal guards followed Yang Jinshui to the living room, and saw Zheng Michang lying upright on the brick floor with a resolute expression on his face, looking at the roof.

Zheng Michang seemed to have a sense of it, and couldn't help looking towards the threshold, only to see a few pairs of feet wearing linen straw sandals with legs as muscular as iron, stepping in from the door.

Then, those iron pillar-like legs stood on both sides of his body.

Zheng Michang was a little surprised, his eyes slowly moved up, and he saw the knee-length black robe and the blue belt around his waist. Suddenly, his eyes showed panic.

There was a sign hanging on a belt, and it was impressively engraved with "Beizhen Fusi"!
Zheng Michang's terrified little eyes looked up, and saw those people with tall shoulders and slightly spread fingers, like eagles with their wings slightly outstretched, ready to catch their prey. Their eyes were more like the eyes of eagles. They all stared at him coldly.

Trembling, Zheng Michang put his hands on the ground and wanted to get up.

"No price." Zhu Qi's cold voice sounded: "It's cool on the ground, lie down more."

Zheng Michang shook his hand and sat there again.

Zhu Qi chuckled, "Would you rather just sit here and talk, or get up and go to the chief minister's office?"

what did I say?
Zheng Michang's eyes became dark again, he was dizzy for a while, and immediately closed his eyes again. He sat there and tried to calm his mind. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and knelt on the ground respectfully: "Minister Zhejiang Chief Envoy Zheng Bichang respectfully invites Sheng An!"

Zhu Qi stood there: "Saint Gong An."

Zheng Michang kowtowed, and then stood up with the support of two young eunuchs: "Please invite a few imperial envoys to the chief envoy's office, and the officials will answer one by one."

Zhu Qi thought for a while, then nodded.

Four chairs were placed side by side under the south window, and four Jinyi guards sat there with their backs facing the window.

Zheng Michang sat in the middle of the room facing Jin Yiwei.

In this way, the light outside the window just shone on Zheng Michang's face, and his eyebrows were fully visible.The faces of the four Jin Yiwei were dark, and Zheng Michang couldn't see their faces clearly.

After talking about picking up some things that can be used to cleanse himself without making people think they were set up for him, Zheng Michang stopped and looked at Jin Yiwei.

The expressions of the four Jinyiwei were still submerged in the darkness and could not be distinguished clearly.

"The lower officials have said everything that needs to be said." Zheng Michang swallowed: "Several servants can ask Eunuch Yang, the lower officials have been working in Zhejiang for so many years, as long as it is a matter in the palace, has there ever been a time when they have not done their best? This time, some people are really causing trouble, and their intention is to defy the imperial court's national policy of changing rice to mulberry. Please tell Eunuch Yang, don't misunderstand."

"You can say these things yourself." Zhu Qi said, "I'm going to ask you a few words now, and you have to answer them truthfully."

Zheng Bichang: "Excuse me, please."

Zhu Qi: "Some literati in the south of the Yangtze River slandered the imperial court and poured dirty water on Long Live Lord, do you know that?"

Zheng Michang's eyes widened immediately, and his heart beat like a drum: "This is going to cut off the head! If the officer knew, he would have sent troops to arrest him."

Zhu Qi: "You are the chief envoy of Zhejiang Province, in charge of the administration and taxation of a province, do you know a little information?"

Zheng Michang wanted to cry but had no tears: "The lower officials really don't know!"

Soon, the same scene happened to He Maocai (brainless), the inspector of Zhejiang Province.

The aftermath of the "Journey to the West" case kicked off in the southeast...

(End of this chapter)