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Chapter 83 No, this is your son 【Subscription】

In prison, Lu Wenzhao's hands and feet were tied with iron chains, his whole body was hung up, and a ball was tied around his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue.

Zhang Jingyun's lips twitched when he saw this scene. He felt a little familiar. He seemed to have seen it in the study materials on his computer.

But most of them are tied in women's mouths.

Zhang Jingyun quickly looked at Ding Baiying.

She, Ding Chong, and Ding Tai were locked in another cell, and nothing strange was stuffed into their mouths. After all, Lu Wenzhao was in charge of planning to murder Tianqi.

Naturally, the focus was on interrogating Lu Wenzhao.

But before Wei Zhongxian gave the order, none of the people present dared to attack Lu Wenzhao. After all, it would be troublesome if Lu Wenzhao died in his hands.

"Lu Wenzhao, look who is here!"

Shen Lian said suddenly.

Lu Wenzhao's lips turned white, and it was difficult to open his eyes. At this moment, Pei Lun poured a basin of cold water on him, directly waking Lu Wenzhao awake.

He took a closer look, "Ding Xiu? Why do you..."

Zhang Jingyun winked at Shen Lian and Pei Lun, and the two exited the prison knowingly, leaving only Zhang Jingyun and Lu Wenzhao in the cell.

"Uncle, you and your master have fallen into such a situation, and even my master is about to be killed by you. Don't you regret it at all?"

"What's the use of regretting?"

"Uncle said exactly what should be said, maybe you and master still have a way to survive."

Lu Wenzhao stared at him: "Even you said so, it seems that you and the eunuchs are the same, how much money did you take from Wei Eun?"

Zhang Jingyun said: "1 taels."

Lu Wenzhao's eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Master, don't look at your nephew with such eyes. I earned the 1 taels by myself. Do you remember the treasure ship minutes? I snatched it."

"Do you know how many people that would kill?"

Zhang Jingyun suddenly felt pity for Lu Wenzhao, "Master, don't you understand yet? You and Master are just pawns in the fight between the Donglin Party and the Eunuch Party."

Zhang Jingyun stretched out his hand and showed King Xin's waist card.

"He asked me to tell you, whatever Wei Zhongxian asks, you just say what you say, which one made you conspire with Guo Zhen to assassinate the emperor, and explain everything clearly."

Lu Wenzhao was stunned when he saw Xinwang's waist card. This is Xin Wang's personal waist card. The person holding the waist card is like Xin Wang in person. What do these words mean?
He is not only a chess piece, but also a discarded piece!
Xin Wang actually chose to join forces with Wei Zhongxian, gave up the Donglin Party members who supported him, and did not hesitate to cause a tragedy of bloodbathing the Donglin Party.

"The eunuch... is really a good method!"

Lu Wenzhao thought it was Wei Zhongxian who forced Xinwang, and Xinwang had to draw a line with the Donglin Party, otherwise he would be charged with murdering the emperor's brother.

Zhang Jingyun looked at him and said, "Whether it's the Eunuch Party or the Donglin Party, in the final analysis, it's dog-eat-dog fighting for power.

You and Master will not end well if you go into this muddy water. I am doing this for your own good. You have said everything you need to say. I ask the King of Letters to write a letter and ask you to go to the frontier army and do your last part. , Chaotang is not suitable for you. "

Lu Wenzhao was quite surprised, "You are so capable that the King of Belief values ​​you so much? Aren't you afraid that you will be the next me?"

Zhang Jingyun couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said: "Uncle, am I as stupid as you? I don't even know that I am being used?"

Lu Wenzhao: "..."

"Which side are you from?"

Lu Wenzhao couldn't help but asked.

He was said to be a member of the Xinwang, but he also got involved with the eunuchs. He was said to be a member of the eunuchs, and he was valued by the king, so much so that he was even willing to show his personal belt.

Zhang Jingyun smiled and said nothing.

He himself is on the side, and even the future emperor is his subordinate, seeing that he still wants to bow down and pay respects, Lu Wenzhao doesn't need to know about it.

"I won't say it. Instead of harming the Donglin Party, it's better for me to bear all this alone." Lu Wenzhao said slowly.

Zhang Jingyun couldn't take it anymore, so he used his trump card.

"Uncle, you don't want Master to..."

Veins on Lu Wenzhao's forehead popped up and he said, "You bastard, don't you even let your master go? How could she accept you, a bastard, as an apprentice!"

"You murdered the emperor, and you implicated my master. What does that have to do with me? If it weren't for you, my master would still be opening a martial arts gym in the capital!"

Zhang Jingyun was speechless, obviously he was stupid and couldn't see that he was being used by others, so he insisted on dragging a bunch of people to be buried with him for his insistence?

It's downright stupid.

In fact, Lu Wenzhao has made a big mistake ever since he used Ling Yunkai to kill Beizhai, forced Shen Lian to burn the archives, and stabbed Pei Lun in the back.

When Lu Wenzhao had the blood of innocent people on his hands, what he did was not enough to be called justice, but he was just looking for an excuse to say the past.

What's wrong with Pei Lun?

Was stabbed in the back after investigating a case?

Finally, Lu Wenzhao relented.

"I say…"

He looked at the wall, only one wall separated him.

In this life, the one he feels most sorry for is Ding Baiying. The Donglin Party is gone, and King Xinlian bows his head in front of the Eunuch Party. What can he do?
Following Lu Wenzhao's opening and the minutes of the treasure ship, Shen Lian, Pei Lun and other Jin Yiwei all dispatched to uproot the Donglin party members involved in the case.

For a while, the ruling and opposition parties were shaken.

.........

The chief minister of the cabinet, Han Kuang, feels like the sky is falling, and Wei Zhongxian has reached an unprecedented height. In the eyes of outsiders, even nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years old can't stop him.

Because the current King Xin is like a servant, standing respectfully behind Wei Zhongxian, not even daring to say a word.

In the seventh year of the Apocalypse, in the Qianqing Palace.

The emperor is coming to the end of his life.

The chief ministers of the cabinet, Han Kuang, Wei Zhongxian, and King Xin stood respectfully in front of the emperor's bed. At this time, Emperor Tianqi fell ill due to falling into the water, and his whole body was swollen.

The whole person is bigger than before.

Like a fat white pig.

"My brother..."

Tian Qi was too weak to raise his hand.

The hand, which had been as fat as a pig's claw, just lifted up a little, and then fell down. Fortunately, King Xin had quick eyesight and quick hands, and slipped half-kneeling on the side of the bed, holding his hand tightly.

"Brother Huang...the younger brother is here!"

Emperor Tianqi opened his mouth, full of words, but couldn't come out of his mouth. Suddenly, his whole body became more energetic, "My brother, I should be Yao and Shun! Daming is yours now!"

Emperor Tianqi closed his eyes after speaking.

Xin Wang Zhu Youjian held his hand for a long time, his only elder brother was gone, leaving him alone to fight with these wolves!
"Fortunately, I still have adults to help me..."

A figure flashed in Zhu Youjian's mind, it was Zhang Jingyun. Ever since Zhang Jingyun pulled him back from the brink of death, Zhu Youjian could no longer shake off the imprint deep in his soul.

With the new emperor ascended the throne.

Those Donglin Party that hadn't fully gained prestige were strangled in the cradle ahead of time, and all the officials of the Ming Dynasty were shrouded in the shadow of the factory owner Wei Zhongxian.

And Wei Zhongxian was under the shadow of the emperor. When the Donglin Party was still in the air, Wei Zhongxian was absolutely safe.

And when the Donglin Party was completely suppressed.

The whole nation of Ming Dynasty, including the new emperor, all pointed their finger at Wei Zhongxian. The emperor would bow down to worship even if he covered the sky with his hand...Praise him!

There seems to be a fire burning in Ming Dynasty.

And he, Wei Zhongxian, was the one who was at the center of the flames and was roasted day and night. He even hoped that the Donglin Party would have another opponent to maintain the balance.

The end of the balance breaking is such a torment, the days pass day by day, and the reign name of King Xin was changed to Chongzhen in the past few months after he ascended the throne.

There is no sign of suppressing the eunuch party.

Until this day, Wei Zhongxian was summoned by Chongzhen, and Chongzhen handed him a brochure, which included a suggestion about fire consumption.

What is fire consumption?
This is a term that began to appear in Wanli, that is, when local governments collect taxes and melt broken silver and recast it into silver ingots.

Smelting broken silver into official silver will always cause some loss, and the national tax and silver total is a large amount of money, so naturally it cannot be borne by the court.

In the words of officials, it is not easy for the court to go up and down, and it is normal to owe officials salaries year after year.

We can only suffer the common people one more time.

Therefore, when local governments collect taxes, they will levy more, just to make up for the loss of fire consumption, but most of the more taxes collected by the government are often greater than the actual difference.

What about the extra part?
This is naturally the income of officials.

In fact, the salaries of officials in the Ming Dynasty were pitifully small, and the salaries of a county official might only be a few tens of taels of silver throughout the year.

With this amount of money alone, one person can still make ends meet, but if a large family is determined to be unable to survive, the difference in expenditure is the official's default income.

Three years of Qing Dynasty prefect, one hundred thousand snowflakes of silver.

Most of the money that corrupt officials embezzle is lost because they will collect more money than the entire tax bill.

Wei Zhongxian looked at the booklet in his hand with cold hands and feet, "Return the fire to the public? Which traitor suggested this? This person should be beheaded!"

The so-called return of fire consumption to the public means to explicitly collect more shares, and tell the taxpayers clearly that you only need to pay more money.

As for how to deal with the money that exceeds the fire consumption, it is also clearly stated in the booklet that it should be used as money for officials to subsidize their families.

Chongzhen asked Wei Zhongxian: "What does the factory owner mean?"

Wei Zhongxian said: "After the fire consumption is returned to the public, the officials who are officials can indeed increase their income, so that the honest officials who are really short of money will have money, and the truly corrupt officials will not dare to be blatantly greedy for money. It kills two birds with one stone, but it just can't be implemented. Look at it." His Majesty knows."

"Why can't it be implemented?"

A trace of coldness flashed in Wei Zhongxian's eyes, and he said: "Once this method is implemented, those corrupt officials will attack it together.

They will say that Your Majesty, you extorted money, squeezed the people, and even incited the people. After all, they only know that if there is one more fire consumption, they will pay more money. "

Chongzhen nodded: "There is one more tax, although it actually reduces the burden on the people, but it will be notorious.

Emperors of all dynasties have made their achievements by reducing taxes, but I have put the secret rules on the surface, giving corrupt officials an opportunity to take advantage of me? "

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly said: "Your Majesty is wise."

Chongzhen nodded, "Since that's the case, then this decision will be implemented by the factory owner. Those people still dare to attack you, the factory owner?"

The folder in Wei Zhongxian's hand fell with a snap.

He suddenly looked up at Chongzhen, who was harmless to humans and animals, and the most fearful thing in his heart happened. The groveling King Xin showed his fangs.

He is more ruthless than he imagined.

Wei Zhongxian originally thought that if King Xin was a stupid person, he would eradicate himself as soon as he came to power and purge the court.

He has already seen through Wei Zhongxian's end.

But it never occurred to him that the emperor not only wanted to eradicate him, but also squeezed out his last value, and wanted to bear all the infamy by himself, Wei Zhongxian!
"Your Majesty, the slaves are not capable enough to fear the grace of God..."

Wei Zhongxian immediately refused after thinking about it.

The ending he designed for himself was to guard the mausoleum in Fengyang and end his life in front of the tomb of Lao Zhu's family, instead of being shattered to pieces in the crusade of the gentry and landlords.

Chongzhen did not force him either: "Don't worry about this matter. The factory owner will think about it when he returns home. In addition, we must hurry up to promote corn and sweet potatoes in Shaanxi. Qin Tianjian told Shaanxi that there may be natural disasters, and there should be rebellion."

Wei Zhongxian immediately said with a look of pain, "Your Majesty, if Qin Tianjian has this ability, there won't be so many rogues all over the country."

"Anyway, the production of sweet potatoes is large, which is always a good thing. Don't be afraid of [-], just in case." Chongzhen waved his hand to signal Wei Zhongxian to step down.

It was night, and Wei Zhongxian couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning.

He was not sure whether Chongzhen was really hiding his clumsiness. Did Chongzhen just casually mention the suggestion of returning Huo Xiao to the public?
Wei Zhongxian fell into a deep sleep with doubts.

When he opened his eyes again, his pupils shrank, and he was dripping with cold sweat for an instant, and he didn't dare to move, only to see a sharp sword hanging above his head.

The point of the sword was only an inch from the tip of his nose.

"Come here! Come here for me!"

Several of Wei Zhongxian's confidantes, Zhao Jingzhong, Zheng Zhangban, and Wei Ting, couldn't help being dumbfounded seeing this scene in front of them.

"Father, who else can sneak into your room quietly except us? There must be a ghost inside!" Wei Ting said in a deep voice.

She is the righteous daughter of Wei Zhongxian and is highly regarded.

Zhao Jingzhong also found it incredible, "Godfather, I was on duty yesterday, how could someone sneak into your room under my nose?"

"And what if you did it?"

Wei Ting looked directly at Zhao Jingzhong, and said unabashedly, who doesn't know that Zhao Jingzhong wants to stick to Chongzhen's buttocks these days like a dog.

"Godfather, my son has been wronged!"

Zhao Jingzhong knelt on the ground with a plop.

Wei Zhongxian remained silent, looking at the sharp sword hanging in the air, and then at the note on the bedside, it was still the note suggesting that the fire should be returned to the public.

"Is this a warning to me? It means that there is your hidden child beside me. Before making any decision, think about whose sword is above your head?"

Wei Zhongxian understood that there was only one sword that could kill him, and that was the sword of the emperor. He was deceived. Chongzhen's previous weakness and incompetence were all fake. The new king of Ming Dynasty might really be a hero of his generation.
Can it even really revive the Ming Dynasty?
The next day, Wei Zhongxian went to the court hall with the booklet and announced the decision to return the fire to the public, which immediately attracted a wave of counterattacks.

Wei Zhongxian was angry. He was already risking his life. A corrupt official just wanted to keep his money?Wei Zhongxian then suggested to Chongzhen that corrupt officials should be investigated and punished to make up for the shortfall.

After Chongzhen ascended the throne.

The annual fiscal revenue of the Ministry of Households is less than 400 million taels. However, due to successive years of wars with the Houjin, that is, the Qing Dynasty, the annual expenditure is about 600 million taels of silver.

There is a loss of 200 million taels every year.

Where does the money come from, can the Donglin Party take it out?Their slogan is to collect less taxes, and even cancel the salt and iron tax and mine tax.

The hearts of the people have been gained, and Daming has also perished.

It's just that there were too many corrupt officials in the Ming Dynasty, to the point where officials protected each other, and there were various reasons for protecting corrupt officials.

Inside the Qianqing Palace.

Chongzhen explained the reasons of the various officials, and the one sitting on the dragon chair was Zhang Jingyun, and the two seemed to be used to it.

Chongzhen said: "Some people say that although a corrupt official is a bit corrupt, he has the ability. It is not easy for the imperial court to train an official. We might as well dismiss him and keep him in office."

Being dismissed and staying in office is to let the officials take the blame and make meritorious deeds, and continue to work in the yamen to make up for the shortfall. This practice has been common in all dynasties.

But Zhang Jingyun waved his hand and said, "No way, he is already a corrupt official, if we let him stay in office, wouldn't that be condoning him to blackmail the people?"

Chongzhen suddenly realized, and he added: "Some people say that some officials who are greedy for money are quite popular in the local area.

The local people voluntarily collectively contributed money to make up for the shortfall, as well as the Ten Thousand People Umbrella and the petition. Can this official be reinstated? "

Zhang Jingyun said: "Nonsense, this shows that this official's power is deeply rooted in the local area. Jin Yiwei should be sent immediately to find out whether there are evil forces oppressing the people."

"Then if even the local superiors are protecting their subordinates, how should we solve it? For example, the money and grain owed in the south of the Yangtze River, and the officials and officials protect each other, it is difficult for foreign officials to find out."

Zhang Jingyun thought about it for a while: "It's not too difficult. We send the servants of the household department and the punishment department to investigate. One of them is in charge of the account books, and the other is in charge of arresting people."

"It's been done like this in the past, and the effect is not good." Chongzhen nodded and said, this is the usual method of the court, but there is a correct policy and a countermeasure. Those people have already figured out the court's routine.

"Hmph, let's do something they didn't expect. Let the Minister of Hubu and the Minister of Punishment go to investigate, and bring forty candidate officials to participate. If a corrupt official is found, candidates will be sent to fill the position immediately."

Chongzhen knelt on the ground with a puff.

"My lord is really a god! I admire you so much!" These troubles were sorted out by Wei Zhongxian for him to decide. Compared with Zhang Jingyun's ideas, Chongzhen's ideas are nothing worth mentioning and cannot be put on the table.

The next day, after Wei Zhongxian saw Chongzhen's decision, he sighed dejectedly. He knew that he would never be able to defeat the emperor in front of him with some means.

A few days later, the policy of returning the fire consumption to the public began to be implemented. Wei Zhongxian resisted all opinions and insisted on implementing it, which was considered to be the last effort for Daming.

However, it has not been half a year.

Chongzhen summoned Wei Zhongxian to meet him and produced a memorial. Wei Zhongxian looked at it, his blood surged, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

"Slave into the mother... Your Majesty doesn't want your slaves to do it, right? Your slaves... can't do it, please ask your majesty to send your slaves to Fengyang to guard the mausoleum of the Taizu!"

"Hey, the factory owner is serious. Those who are capable will work harder. This kind of change will not be completed overnight. The factory owner can take it slowly. I got a sword by chance and gave it to the factory owner. I hope that the factory owner will become a great Mingli." sword!"

Chongzhen handed him a sword.

It was the same as the one hanging over his head last time.

At this moment, Wei Zhongxian wished that half a year ago, it was their eunuch party that fell. If the eunuch party collapsed, they would also collapse, and die happily.

Now the situation is worse than life.

That night, Chongzhen ran to Zhang Jingyun and was about to report Wei Zhongxian's expression to him, when he saw Zhang Jingyun holding a baby in his arms with a smile on his face.

"Is this your lord's son?" Chongzhen asked.

He has only been on the throne for a year and has no heirs yet.

Zhang Jingyun shook his head.

"No, this is your son!"

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