Great Qing Dynasty talker

Chapter 402: Crying out for justice at the execution ground and joining the game
Qin Si lowered his head quickly:

"I dare not say."

"Humph, I am probably too lenient."

"How about I go and call Lord He? He is also the Minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Qianlong waved his hand to stop him, and immediately wrote a note and stamped it with his seal:

"Give it to the Sixth Treasury Doctor, the General Manager of the Guangchu Department. I am saving their face."

"Whoo."

After leaving the hall, Qin Si secretly glanced at the note.

Qianlong ordered the Guangchusi to conduct a self-inspection and self-correction. If there was any deficit, it had to be made up within one month, and no past investigation would be conducted.

"Your Majesty, it's not easy either."

Qin Si sat in the carriage, feeling filled with emotion.

He was 9% sure that the situation at the Guangchusi would be even more serious than that at the Ministry of Revenue.

The Ministry of Revenue was subject to many constraints from all sides, and its officials were not all bannermen, but included Manchu, Mongolian and Han officials.

What kind of institution is the Ministry of Internal Affairs?
Outsiders could not even touch the private plots of the servants of the upper three banners.

Qin Si sighed and stopped thinking about it.

Why should a eunuch like me worry about something that even the emperor can't handle?

……

On the return trip,
He received a letter from his hometown. His parents and brothers had passed away long ago. The writer of the letter was an uncle from his family.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"My hometown was hit by a disaster, and the county magistrate was pressing for grain. The villagers thought of me and wanted to ask me for help~"

"That?"

"Take back 500 taels of silver. Please remind them not to embezzle our money."

"Master, rest assured, they dare not get your money unless they don't want to live anymore."

Do not know why,

Qin Si suddenly thought of the money that the Ku Dings had stolen from His Majesty, and his face became a little unnatural:
"After receiving the banknote, ask my uncle to write a receipt and put his fingerprint on it."

"Whoo."

Qin Si tried hard to recall what his hometown and his uncle looked like.

My head hurts from recalling the past, but I still have no impression of it at all.

An indescribable sadness made his eyes red, and he hid in the house and quietly wiped away his tears.

Looking at the leaden sky above the Forbidden City,
He kept asking himself:

Will I ever be able to go back to my hometown and cry at the graves of my parents and brothers?

……

"Paying silver on a dry road, driving away monkeys to steal silver, freezing silver in a kettle - what a mess! Is this how the Ministry of Justice, the Censorate, and the Dali Temple handle cases?"

Seeing Qianlong's rage,
The Dali Temple official knelt calmly and said:

"Your Majesty, I have confirmed it on the spot and it is indeed true."

"you say!"

"The position of Ku Ding is hereditary. These people have been trained since childhood. Those who are qualified can put in 10 ingots of silver in one trip. In this way, they can hide from several inspections."

Qianlong's eyes widened and he didn't know what to say.

The Dali Temple Minister continued:

"The main method used by the Kuding to steal silver from the vault was to steal silver ingots by paying with silver from the dry roads. In addition, they also trained monkeys to sneak into the vault through the air vents and steal silver ingots. In the cold winter, they would throw the silver into a kettle with only a little water left. When the water froze, the silver would freeze to the bottom of the kettle, and they could then take the silver out of the vault openly."

"When did all this start?"

"According to investigation, it started in the 10th year of Shunzhi."

"Absurd, ridiculous, horrifying, unheard of." Qianlong's face twitched, and for the first time he felt that he was ignorant.

"Your Majesty, please tell me how to deal with these criminals?"

"The criminals involved will be executed immediately, and their families will be exiled to Ningguta to be slaves to the armored men. The coffins will be opened and the bodies will be mutilated, digging up as many generations as there are. Their homes will be searched and the silver they stole will be taken back."

"Whoo."

……

Doctor Ding of the Ministry of Revenue's Treasury hanged himself in prison out of fear of punishment, and thus escaped the public stabbing at Caishikou.

More than 60 people including Yuanwailang were taken to Caishikou.

Because of the seriousness of this matter,

The Infantry Commander's Office dispatched 2000 soldiers to maintain order at the scene. In addition to the personnel sent by the Three Judicial Departments to supervise the execution, the palace also sent two eunuchs and a team of guards.

There were ten layers of people watching the fun.

They all stretched their necks, wanting to witness this grand spectacle with their own eyes.

When the case spread among the people, it became more and more bizarre and more and more glamorous.

Master Jin Wu's braids are messy.

The prisoner's uniform was stained with blood and he had been tortured too severely, so he was carried up to the platform by two soldiers.

By now,

He also accepted his fate.
There is no fun in the world that he has not experienced, so his life is worth it.

……

The executioner from the Ministry of Justice read out the verdict aloud with great passion.

Master Jin Wu looked at this guy and the familiar faces on the stage, and suddenly felt disgusted.

After the reading is finished,
The executioner took away the name plaque.
When tens of thousands of people below were silent, ready to watch the drama,
He suddenly exerted all his strength and shouted:
"I am Jin Wu, the 6nd lieutenant of the 2th assistant commander of the Zhenghong Banner. My family has 20 taels of silver. 20 taels! Those who confiscate my property should not embezzle it. Just think of it as the last contribution made by the criminal Jin Wu to the Qing Dynasty."

"Young and old gentlemen in the capital, if you love the Qing Dynasty, don't learn from me!"

It happened too suddenly.

The people around him didn't react in time. Tens of thousands of civilians, thousands of soldiers and dozens of officials all clearly heard Jin Wu's "last words".

The executioner turned pale, pointed at him and shouted:
"Gag his mouth."

Jin Wu did not struggle, but turned his head and stared at a familiar face on the stage - a fat man who was under the same command, working in the Ministry of Justice and in charge of confiscating property.

……

Jin Wu's eyes are full of hatred and madness~
More than 10 feet away,

The fat man was sweating profusely and kept wiping himself with a handkerchief.

suddenly,

He rolled his eyes and slid off the chair.

The colleagues around me panicked.
A quarter of an hour later, order was restored at the noisy execution scene.

"What are you waiting for? Kill!"

"Sir, it's not even 3: p.m. yet. This is against the rules."

"I said it's here! It's here! It's here!"

The Minister of Justice had a distorted expression and wished he could grab the ghost-head knife himself.

The executioner gritted his teeth when he saw this.

Throwing the red lot:

"It's 3: PM, let's start the execution."

……

A middle-aged executioner pulled out the straw mark from behind Master Jin Wu's head, lowered his head and whispered:
"Master Wu, it's me. I'll take you on your way."

Jin Wu took a look and smiled.

Acquaintance
They were neighbors in their early years and playmates in childhood. Later, they chose different paths, one following in his father's footsteps and the other following in his uncle's footsteps.

The difference in status and the special profession,

Gradually, we stopped communicating.
It's like the end of a friendship between adults. There may not be any conflict, but they just gradually become distant as time goes by.

See you on the road,

He opened his mouth but didn't know where to start, so he just smiled and nodded, keeping all his emotions inside his heart.

Lying in the dark at night, thinking about this, I couldn't help but secretly wonder how the other person had lived over the years based on his clothes and demeanor, even though I wasn't doing well either.

……

Having acquaintances makes things different.

The executioner raised his knife and a big head rolled down.
Master Kuding Jinwu passed away peacefully without any pain.

The executioner's knife put an end to the friendship that once existed.

But some people are not so lucky.

For example, a certain clerk was hated by everyone in the banner because he was stingy.

The executioner didn't cut the man cleanly with his first blow, so he cut him again before sending him away.

I have suffered so much in this world for nothing~
however,
There are tens of thousands of wide mouths at the scene, who can seal them?

Jin Wu suddenly came to his senses before being executed, and the news that he claimed to have two fortunes worth 20 yuan spread like wildfire.

The men in Beijing are very eloquent.

The story is described vividly.

No matter whether they were girls outside Zhengyang Gate or servants in the royal palace, they were all listeners.

... "Sir, the death row prisoner Jin Wu is slandering you. How could a piece of shit like him have a fortune of 20? Woo woo woo."

The fat man who fainted at the execution site.

At this time, tears were streaming down his face as he knelt in front of the Minister of Justice.

He came to power after the "Foreign Envoy Case" broke out. He used countless connections and eventually became the head of the Ministry of Justice.

The famine caused by gift-giving needs to be filled.

Thanks to his superiors' care, he was responsible for the confiscation of property of five Ku Dings this time, and Jin Wu happened to be one of them.

At this time, he was very regretful.

I regret showing off.

He had always disliked Jin Wu, who had no rank and no status. He walked like a third-rank official but spent money like a second-rank official.

Out of a dark desire for revenge.

After the house was confiscated, he went to the prison and humiliated Jin Wu in public. He vividly described the process of the house confiscation and praised Jin Wu's wife for her lovely appearance and her promising future in Ningguta.
Jin Wu closed his eyes at the time, said nothing, and allowed himself to be humiliated.

It turned out that he was waiting for me here.

……

The Minister of Justice had cold eyes, like the ice and snow in Ningguta.

"Let me do the math for you. Jin Wu paid 80 taels of silver a day during a drought. That's 100 taels for 8000 days, or 2 taels a year. His father, grandfather, great-grandfather, four generations of Ku Ding, over a hundred years of inheritance, and all they saved was a mere 3 taels?"

"My Lord, I was wrong. I was blinded by greed."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I actually copied 10 taels."

The Minister of Justice laughed:

"Jin Wu said 20 taels."

"He farts, he spit blood, he spends money like water, he can't save 20 taels at all."

The Minister of Justice did not want to continue and shouted:
"Someone, come here. Put this shameless, self-enriching bastard in jail."

Four constables grabbed the man's arms and dragged him away.

at this time,

An aide came out from the back of the hall and whispered:
"Dong Weng, this person cannot be kept."

"I understand. I'll trouble you to do it, Master. Do it more naturally."

"Don't worry, Dong Weng."

……

The next day,

The impeachment memorial from the Censorate arrived at Emperor Qianlong's desk.

noon,

The Censorate and the Dali Temple jointly brought a suspect and found a stiff corpse.

The jailer confessed and was slapped violently in public.

Claiming that he was defenseless, the prisoner committed suicide by hitting his head against the wall.

The prisoner also left a handwritten letter, the content of which was very sincere, mainly confessing his past.

There was no choice but to continue confiscating the property, and suddenly more than 100,000 taels were seized.

All the gaps in the Ministry of Revenue’s silver treasury were made up, with an additional 50 taels.

Looking at the memorial submitted to him, Qianlong was not even interested in commenting on it. He just silently wrote "I understand".

I am really tired, mentally exhausted.

Combining a series of cases including "Sheltering Foreign Envoys Case", "Shanxi Merchants' Property Confiscation Case" and "Silver Vault Case", Qianlong suddenly realized that the people under him were even more corrupt than he thought.

……

In fact, it’s okay to be a little greedy when serving the Qing Dynasty, as long as you do your job sincerely and complete every task I ask you to do well.

but,

If these people only want to make money and don't want to do their job sincerely, they may even form gangs and try to make themselves deaf and blind.

If this continues, the Qing Dynasty will get out of control.

Qianlong thought about it again and again.

I feel that in today's court, apart from Heshen, Yu Minzhong and Wang Jie who are relatively upright, Liu Yong and Ji Yun who are diligent in their work, and young nobles of the Eight Banners such as Fu Chang'an and Helin who are quite enterprising.

Other people~
The more Qianlong thought about it, the more frightened he became.

For the first time, I began to understand the emperors of the Ming Dynasty who set up the "East Factory, West Factory and various factories". Perhaps they had no choice.

Some officials will not be honest unless they enter the factory.

……

"Someone is coming."

"The slave is here."

"We must hurry up and make arrangements for my southern tour. We must set off this month."

"Whoo."

Winter tours are not suitable.

The best time to leave Beijing is in early spring. This is how the southern tours were arranged in the past.

But now Qianlong was eager to know the real situation in the local area. He even wondered how many counties and prefectures Wu’s army had occupied?
Is it possible that Wu’s army has already reached Dezhou?
Qianlong gently pulled a silk thread beside the imperial desk.
After a while, a guard from the Sticking Rod Department arrived.

"Go to the Ministry of War and select 10 descendants of Manchu and Han officers who died in battle in the past 3 years to join the Niangan Division. Both men and women are welcome, and their age should not exceed 16."

"Whoo."

……

Xuzhou Prefecture, on the official road.

A convoy with official flags advanced slowly.

The team was mainly composed of young women, and the leading carriage was occupied by two old men with white hair and beards.

however,
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the old man is not someone to be trifled with.

That's the look that only people who have rolled out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses would have~
One of the old men was smoking a pipe and muttering:

"The men haven't been home for three years. The emperor has called them to war, and we don't know when it will end. We won't wait any longer. Let's go see them."

The old man next to him skillfully controlled the horse with his only hand:
"Crops grow one crop after another, and so do people. Missing a season can never be made up."

He stood up and looked back.
There were hundreds of dusty Sauron women in the long caravan. They traveled thousands of miles from Heilongjiang to Jiangsu for the purpose of reproducing their tribe.

The Sauron tribe is sparsely populated.

The situation has been made even worse by the fact that young and strong men have been frequently conscripted to fight in recent years.

……

When passing through a market,

The old man suddenly put down his pipe and took out some change:
"Let the women buy some rouge and powder."

It turns out that

Even the Sauron women, who can hunt, build houses, and are as strong as men, pursue "beauty". However, it is a kind of beauty that comes from having a dead husband.

They crowded in front of the stalls to choose inferior rouge and powder as well as cheap wooden combs.
Half an hour was wasted and 20 taels of silver were spent.

Start again.

The convoy stopped again when passing a pond.

"Women, go down and wash the dust off your faces, tie up your hair, and put on some rouge and powder."

This rare bustle attracted two local hooligans passing by, who wanted to take advantage of the situation.

The one-armed old man saw it from a distance, but just smiled contemptuously and was too lazy to even pick up the bow and arrow.

The two rascals looked at the gray and dark woman by the pond.

Licking his face, he came closer:

"Hey, Auntie."

"Your face is rough enough? Are you exiled prisoners? Are you washing here?"

……

The sturdy and fat Sauron woman carefully put away the wooden comb that she had bought for 8 cents.

Bend down and pull the knife out of your boot!
The ruffian was surprised:

"What are you going to do? Let me tell you, the inspection office is only a mile away. Don't be impulsive. Put away the knife."

puff,
The knife stabbed into the heart.

"Auntie, I was wrong."

The strong woman let go of the knife handle, grabbed the ruffian's shoulders and turned him so that his back was facing her.

She grabbed the ruffian's collar on the back, took out a thinner knife from her waist, and cut the ruffian's throat.

The blood spurted forward, not a drop splashed on his clothes~
She let go and pulled out the knife only after the blood had sprayed out.

I scooped up lake water to wash the blood off the knife.

I cut the corpse's clothes and wiped the blade, making sure it was dry before putting it into the sheath.
The other rascal was so frightened that he crawled on the ground to escape, only making hoarse roars.

He has been a professional street stalker for 10 years and has never seen such a tragic scene.

(End of this chapter)