My Brother-in-law is the Prince

  Chapter 122 Kill all

  The gentleman looked at each other in blank dismay.

  The clan of Annan Kingdom?

   "I am the son of Chen Min, King Annan..."

  This is Chen Tianping's humanity: "I have the seal of the former king on my body. The Hu family of An Nanguo conspired against him, colluded with the treacherous officials of Ming Dynasty, and killed hundreds of my clan members. I escaped by chance. I must enter Beijing at this time. My father and grandfather..."

He paused, and although he was dressed in rags, he said to the two gentlemen in a calm tone: "My father and grandfather served the Emperor of Ming Dynasty for generations. In the land of no conquest, Emperor Hongwu ordered my father and ancestors to town Annan and protect my ancestral temple. Bang, serving the Celestial Dynasty should be like a son serving his father. Now that a son is in trouble, he should go to see his father Bang and complain about his grievances. You must not stop him!"

   After listening to the gentleman, he only found it difficult.

   It was the boatman who was about to set sail and said, "Is it from Annan?"

  Chen Tianping nodded.

  The boatman regained his energy and hurriedly said: "The three murderers in the capital have been asking us to pay attention to whether there are people from An Nanguo on the river. They said that something might happen to An Nanguo recently. If there is any news, we must take care of it along the way."

  Chen Tianping was at a loss.

  The boatman stepped forward and negotiated with the two gentlemen.

  On this river, all ships with black flags are the property of the capital's three evils. Ordinary officials don't dare to bully them easily.

  These boatmen are willing to join Brother Ship Industry for this reason. They only need to do business, and they don’t care about other things.

  Whether it is the government or the three religions, if anyone dares to oppress them, he only needs to report to the top, and someone will naturally come forward.

  The man in Zhenjiang disliked Brother Shipbuilding very much, because the oil and water on the river were very rich before, but now, there is no possibility of meddling.

  The most important thing is that even the boatmen who usually bow and bow when they meet them, and send them filial piety, now dare to speak as equals.

  Behind the gentleman is the Zhenjiang Mansion, and his backer is the three evil men in the capital.

  There are various rumors about the three evils in the capital, some say that they are related to the East Palace, some say that they have something to do with Marquis Wu'an, and some say that they are related to several princes.

  In fact, no matter what background it is, everyone can't afford it.

"I will take this person to the capital. If he wants to sue the imperial court, it is naturally a matter of the Tianfu and has nothing to do with you. But if you want to keep him here, if you delay the important matter, I am afraid that everyone will look bad. gone."

After a pause, the boatman continued: "If he is a fake, or a false accusation, then it is not within the control of the Zhenjiang Mansion, and someone will make an arbitral decision. Instead of this, the two gentlemen would rather do more and less. Don't worry. I will watch this person along the way, nothing will happen to him, if anything happens, I will take care of it.”

  The gentleman has actually retreated, and he knows in his heart that if he keeps this person in his hands, he may cause trouble.

  So he laughed and said: "You have to watch closely, something happened, you can't afford it and walk around."

  At that moment, Chen Tianping was taken away by a black-covered boat with a black flag.

  …

   Zhang Anshi came back from the East Palace, and at that moment, he summoned the three murderers in the capital.

  Zhang Anshi first cursed and scolded the three of them for not being up to date, but it seemed... Everyone was not up to date, and there seemed to be nothing to scold.

  You can't scold why lemons are so sour, the same is true.

   But seeing Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu's resentful looks, Zhang Anshi let out a breath of foul air and said, "Get ready, get ready, and set off with me later."

   "Let's go?" Zhu Yong scratched his head: "Brother, where are you going?"

  Zhang Anshi said: "There is going to be a war."

   "War? Okay, okay, who to fight." Zhu Yong became excited.

  Zhang Anshi glared at him and said, "Damn you...I'm talking about our Daming might be going to war."

   "Oh oh oh oh." Zhu Yong's excitement was extinguished at once, and then he said with doubts: "You said it earlier, I thought we were going to fight people."

  On the other side, he reached out to Qiu Song, who was carrying a small backpack behind him, and put his hand down quietly.

  Zhang Anshi said: "You said, if there is going to be a war, what will happen next?"

Zhu Yong regained his energy all of a sudden, and took the lead to say: "Maybe my father will be in command to go to war, haha, my father has no other skills, he still has some skills in fighting, let him be in command, I don't worry, I will make some contributions and come back in the future , lest he stay in the capital all day long only to destroy my Zhu family's business."

Zhang Anshi propped his chin and said: "Brothers, we need to have a structure, don't always be your father and my father, let's hurry up, once the war breaks out, other food, ordnance, etc., are fine, but the court hardly stores tung oil. .”

   After a pause, he said, "Go and call Zhu Jin."

  Tung oil?

  Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu looked at each other: "Brother, do you want to hoard goods?"

"No." Zhang Anshi shook his head: "I just want to stock up earlier than those merchants. Once the news comes out, the price of tung oil will inevitably skyrocket. It’s not at this price anymore, we’re sharing the country’s worries, and at the same time...in addition to supplying the imperial court’s needs, we can also make a lot of money.”

  Tung oil, although inconspicuous, is actually a necessity for all walks of life, including the military.

  You must know that even in modern times five or six hundred years later, tung oil is one of the necessities of war. Once a war breaks out, it must be controlled and one of the main commodities that is strictly prohibited from import and export.

  Its main advantages are rust prevention and water release. For example, shipbuilding needs tung oil as an auxiliary material for paint. Only by brushing a layer of tung oil can the boat not leak.

Not only that, but it is also used to maintain swords, guns, swords, halberds, artillery and firecrackers. Once the imperial court conquers Annan, there will be a lot of rain in Annan, and the soldiers who enter Annan must consume a lot of tung oil to maintain their weapons, otherwise they will not be used. How many days, the weapon will be rusty.

   There is also oilcloth. When a war breaks out, a large amount of gunpowder needs to be transported. Once it rains, oilcloth including gunpowder must be used to avoid getting wet and damp. The so-called oilcloth actually needs tung oil as an auxiliary material.

  As for all kinds of oil umbrellas on the market, and even all kinds of insect-proof and moisture-proof paints required for construction, they are almost all used.

  If salt is a necessity for human survival, then tung oil is almost equal to a necessity for civilian production and military warfare in this era.

  However, because tung oil needs a lot of civilian use, and the court only focuses on the main supplies such as grain, horses, and pig iron, the Five Armies Commander's Mansion actually doesn't pay much attention to tung oil.

  The reason is very simple. The main enemy of Ming Dynasty comes from the desert, and the dry and cold environment of the desert does not require high anti-corrosion and anti-rust for weapons.

  Zhang Anshi predicted that once the war started, the governors of the Five Armies would soon notice the huge demand gap for tung oil.

  These merchants are not fuel-efficient lamps. Even if you put a knife on his neck, as long as it is profitable, they will dare to take risks.

  At that time, the price will inevitably rise.

  While merchants are facing huge profits, they will also collude with many ministers or local parents to make huge profits.

   At that time, even if Zhu Di thoroughly investigates and cracks down on these hoarders, the effect will be limited, and there is no way to solve the problem of tung oil shortage.

  Zhu Jin came soon. Zhang Anshi looked at him and sneered, "Why did you come so slowly? Someone, take him down, chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"

  Zhu Jin was so shocked that he peed in fright, collapsed on the ground, and said with a mournful face: "The little one has rushed here non-stop, the little one..."

  Zhang Anshi looked at him coldly and said: "I remember correctly, there are seventy-three people in your family, and the whole family is neat and tidy. It is not easy for the whole family to reunite together."

  Zhu Jin only felt chilled, and hurriedly said: "I haven't made any mistakes these days, Cheng Enbo, Cheng Enbo...Little one..."

  Zhang Anshi tried his best to put on a cruel look, but there was no way he could do it. He must not leak information about what he wanted Zhu Jin to do next.

  Once Zhu Jin has a little selfishness, it may trigger the skyrocketing price of tung oil in advance, and Zhang Anshi's only means of restricting Zhu Jin is Zhu Jin and his family.

  Actually, I, Zhang Anshi, have a very kind heart and would not do such a thing, but there is no way, this fact is too big, it concerns the safety of countless soldiers, and the rest can make a fortune!

  So Zhang Anshi took a deep breath and said, "Really? Your home is in Yongzhengfang, Shangyuan County, isn't it?"

   Zhu Jin almost fainted when he heard it.

  He knew that the man in front of him could do anything.

  He kowtowed like pounding garlic: "Small... small..."

  Zhang Anshi said again: "I heard that your eldest son is already thirteen years old."

  Zhu Jin opened his eyes wide, his pupils constricted, and there was endless fear deep in his eyes.

  Zhang Anshidao: "I will find a way to get him a supervisor of the Imperial College. With this status in the future, it will be more convenient for him to go out in the future."

  Zhu Jin: "..."

   "Don't you believe it? Didn't I tell you that Guozijian Jijiu is my junior brother?"

   "Ah...this..."

  Zhu Jin was still trembling with fear just now, but in a blink of an eye, his heart was ecstatic.

  He was born as a businessman, a scholar, a farmer, a businessman, although he has some money, but in the eyes of others, he is nothing.

  Especially in an environment like the early Ming Dynasty, being a merchant was almost equivalent to a cheap business, and even silk could only be worn at home.

   But once you go out and dare to wear silk, you may be taken down and punished.

  He is a merchant, and his son will also be a merchant in the future.

   But now Zhang Anshi told him that he could give his son a fame.

  In addition to the imperial examination, Daming's fame is to enter the Imperial College by virtue of grace.

  In a sense, the status of a supervisor is equal to that of a juren. Of course, in the eyes of a real graduate of the imperial examination, the so-called supervisor is nothing, but to the general public, he is already regarded as the master of the supervisor.

   This is almost a great leap in social class. For Zhu Jin, it is something that cannot be bought with money during this period.

  He continued to kowtow excitedly: "Uncle Xie, Uncle Xie."

   This matter must be difficult to handle, but he believes that Zhang Anshi can do it, Zhang Anshi's energy is too great.

  Zhang Anshi said: "Don't be in a hurry to thank me, I have a very important matter for you to handle, this matter must not leak the slightest bit of information, if any joint goes wrong, I will only ask you."

"And you have to choose a few confidantes to do it together. These people must also be completely reliable. There is a slight difference. Not to mention that the supervisor is gone. When the time comes, you and your family will still be headed. But it’s hard to say.”

  Zhu Jin's eyes were red, and there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. Since he followed Zhang Anshi at the beginning, he now understands that as long as he does things honestly, his benefits must be indispensable.

   "Please tell me clearly, Young Master."

  …

  In the capital city, things are still going on.

  The birth of a Yangming school triggered a violent backlash, and after the Chuanxilu was published, it aroused the vigilance of many great Confucians and scholars.

  Of course, at this time, they are just scolding deviant, after all, Yangming School is still only a small circle.

  As for that Zhang An Shi...it's just a ridiculous relative, that's not enough.

  The only thing that makes people sad is that people like Li Xiyan and Hu Yan hang out with people like Zhang Anshi.

   At this time, Zhu Jin had already started to act.

  The market for tung oil was very good in the past few years. Because it was going to go to the West, the imperial court built a large number of ships. The price of tung oil rose from 35 yuan per liter to 80 yuan.

  As a result, many merchants stock up in large quantities.

  It's a pity that after the fleet set sail, the large amount of tung oil needed by seagoing ships was enough, but the large amount of tung oil squeezed out at the beginning fell into the hands of many merchants.

  The price of 80 yuan a liter has dropped to 30 yuan.

Zhu Jin wanted to buy, of course, not considering the amount of retail sales, but directly talking to tung oil merchants in Nanjing, Zhenjiang, Songjiang, Suzhou, Hangzhou and other places in private, and even the approximate price was 25 yuan directly. acquired.

   Not only that, he was talking, after taking part of the tung oil, he would take part of it and sell the tung oil on the market.

   As a result, although the bulk purchases were made privately, there was more tung oil on the market.

This is like gold and silver. Everyone has gold and silver, so there is only a small amount of gold and silver circulating in the market, which maintains the value of gold and silver, but once someone sells a large amount of gold and silver on the market , Even if the amount of gold and silver everyone stores remains unchanged, the price of gold and silver will definitely depreciate significantly.

The tung oil market is like this now. After all, it is impossible for the vast majority of merchants to directly sell all the stored tung oil on the market for clearance. They often take out a little bit every day. Only in this way can the price be stable. live.

  Zhu Jin privately collected a large amount of oil and sold it on the market, and within two days, the price of tung oil on the market fell to 27 cents.

  So, Zhu Jin took advantage of this panic to negotiate with more tung oil merchants, and then lowered the price to twenty-two or twenty-three.

  The market is like a game in the dark forest. All the tung oil merchants don't know how much other people have stored, and it is impossible to tell others the secret.

  But seeing the tung oil plummeting in the market, it is inevitable that the tung oil in my warehouse will rot in my own hands, so... not only are I willing to clear all the warehouse directly to Zhu Jin, but also the price is getting lower and lower.

  After repeated market operations like this several times, the price of tung oil purchased by Zhu Jin has reached an outrageously low 20 cents.

   Not only that, but the tung oil merchants also seemed to realize the bad market and shipped frantically.

   Even Zhu Jin was dumbfounded by this operation. It turned out that he could still play like this.

   This stone is equal to one hundred liters, which means that you only need two taels of silver to get a stone of tung oil.

  This was absolutely unimaginable in previous years.

  The important thing is that the warehouses hoarding a large amount of tung oil have changed hands, and Zhu Jin is still frantically buying them behind his back. He even sent people to talk to tung oil merchants all over the world.

  In a short period of time, money was spent like water, five hundred thousand taels of real gold and silver, all of which were thrown away.

   250,000 stone tung oil, that is, 25 million liters, so that in order to buy a large amount of money, I went directly to those big tung oil merchants with a contract, signed the contract and left, and then let others be responsible for the delivery of gold and silver.

  Of course, later, some tung oil merchants began to recall it. The market began to wait and see, and the market price also began to rebound.

But at this time... it doesn't make much sense anymore, Zhu Jin has already completed the shopping, especially in Nanjing City, which is the thoroughfare of the world, as long as he finds some large merchants, he can basically sweep the market completely up.

  Zhang Anshi never thought that the results would be so fruitful.

  When Zhu Jin came to report, looking at the countless contracts, Zhang Anshi smiled, and praised without hesitation: "Good job."

"A total of 570,000 taels of silver was spent." Zhu Jin said with a bitter face: "But son, the market for tung oil is not good now, and the imperial court will not build ships for the time being. Besides... a few years ago, everyone refined a lot of oil. Less tung oil, we hold so much tung oil in our hands, it’s all worth the money, and the tung oil is scattered in various warehouses, and the cost is not small, the hiring of manpower, the rent of the warehouse, are all money..."

Seeing Zhu Jin's bitter face, Zhang Anshi smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this, even if the five hundred and seventy thousand taels of silver were thrown into the water, I wouldn't blink, you did it Alright, the matter of supervising your son's birth will be settled in a few days, and I will personally ask His Majesty when the time comes."

   "Shangda Tian listen?" Zhu Jin looked at Zhang Anshi in surprise.

Zhang Anshi said: "Also... don't be stingy with those who work with you. You must reward them heavily. Only those who are rewarded are brave men. Some of them are able to do things well, and they will be placed in our business in the future. Backbone, their home is small, so they need to settle down well."

"I also know that living in the capital is not easy. In this way, I will get a piece of land in Qixia's place and buy some houses. I will allocate some to teach these people and build a small courtyard for them. Although Qixia's side is remote , but it’s still quite lively now, and it’s also convenient to board a boat from the ferry into Nanjing City, so they’re willing to follow us with peace of mind. As for you, I’ll leave you a big one, so at least you have to have one Let's go into the yard."

  After Zhu Jin heard this, his heart was filled with ecstasy. The house... It's not like he didn't have it, but the city of Nanjing sent the house, even though it was Qixia, but it was a big deal.

  Furthermore, isn't it clear that he is Zhang Anshi's confidant? This is to let him follow this Cheng En Bogan steadily for the rest of his life!

  How powerful this Cheng Enbo is, he is a serious relative of the emperor, in the capital, even if you embrace Tianfu Yin, or the thigh of a certain department, you can't match him.

  After all, those civil servants, if you embrace them, they will be old in a few years, and they may have reached the age of becoming a scholar!

   But what about the Zhang family? The Zhang family is hereditary, and there is a prince behind him, the future emperor, and the emperor's grandson in the future. If the emperor's grandson becomes the emperor in the future, don't you have to obediently call him uncle?

  Zhu Jin immediately burst into tears: "You know, you must do your best. Yes, there is a guy... When he was told to go to Zhenjiang to collect tung oil, he leaked the news. Fortunately, he discovered it in time... Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."

  After listening, Zhang Anshi sighed, and took a deep look at Zhu Jin: "How to deal with it is up to you. I have a kind heart, and I don't want to see **** scenes."

Zhu Jin understood, and he gritted his teeth: "The state owns the state law, and the family has family rules. Now that Cheng Enbo has such a large family business, it is related to the livelihood of so many people. People like this kind of people who eat inside and outside the house, the small ones will handle it well. "

  Zhang Anshi nodded, but did not continue.

  But Zhu Jin still has doubts in his heart. Today's tung oil is indeed worthless. What exactly does Cheng Enbo want to do?

  570,000 taels of silver, this is definitely an astronomical sum, and Zhu Jin feels distressed.

  …

   "Your Majesty." Yi Shiha tiptoed to Zhu Di.

  Zhu Di hummed, and he said: "Has the decree for Annan Hu's been issued?"

   "It has been issued. The cabinet has drawn up an imperial edict, and stamped the seal according to His Majesty's wishes. It is still announced to the world that the Hu family is the king, and Liannan is the country that will not be conquered."

  Zhu Di nodded: "Is there anything else?"

   "North Korea has also presented its credentials."

  Zhu Di has feelings for North Korea, and almost all the maids in the palace are supplied by North Korea.

  Zhu Di glanced at Yi Shiha, and said, "What's the matter?"

"The Japanese pirates who attacked North Korea last time were all wiped out by our Daming Water Village, and we sent back the Korean people detained by the Japanese pirates. The King of North Korea sent an envoy. Although the letter of credence has not yet been handed over, But when they were negotiating with the Ministry of Rites, their attitude was rather playful."

   "Fun?" Zhu Di raised his eyebrows.

   "The original words of the envoy are: Chinese parents are also, our country and Japan are both foreign countries, and they are like sons. If their parents are to their sons, our country is also a filial son, and the Japanese country is also a thief."

  Zhu Di was silent for a long time before he said, "What do they want?"

   "What the envoy means is that even sons have different relatives. Your majesty needs to treat them differently. Don't let the heart of a filial son be chilled."

  Zhu Di said: "Let the Ministry of Rites speak out, I know it well."

   "One more thing, Jin Yiwei Ji Gangzuo, the court officials... There have been a lot of discussions recently."

  Zhu Di became vigilant, and said in a deep voice, "What are you talking about?"

Yi Shiha carefully looked at Zhu Di's face and said: "Everyone is worried about the emperor's grandson. Many people say that although the emperor's grandson is young, he can blow up the latrine, and even point out that He Liuwen is a traitor. At a young age, that's it. Insulting the minister, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

  Zhu Di's eyes sank directly: "Who are talking about?"

  Yi Shiha immediately took out a list from his sleeve.

  Zhu Di lowered his head, looking at the densely packed names, his expression became even more terrifying.

  Paused, he said coldly: "What are they going to do?"

  Yi Shiha hesitated and said: "Slave... Slave is hard to say."

   "Say it."

   "This incident is so ugly that all officials regard themselves as He Liuwen, and feel that even a well-known minister like He Liuwen is insulted by this..."

  Zhu Di sat down, closed his eyes slightly, put his fingers on the imperial case, and tapped slowly.

   After a long time, Zhu Di said: "This matter is indeed that kid Zhanji made a mistake. If you make a mistake, you will admit it. There is nothing to say."

  Yi Shiha said again: "There are still people..."

"Say."

   "Some people say that the doctors of Zhan Shifu were punished, but... what they taught the emperor and grandson was the way of Confucius and Mencius, and they didn't teach these things, but Cheng Enbo Zhang Anshi and the emperor's grandson got very close."

  Zhu Di frowned and said, "Isn't it natural for uncle and nephew to get close?"

  Yi Shiha said: "The implication of their words is..."

   "I got it." Before Yi Shiha finished speaking, Zhu Di said impatiently: "These people, even if there is no wind, they will roll up three feet of waves. Hmph, how is He Liuwen now?"

   "I asked for a few days' leave, saying that I was gentle and disrespectful, and I was shameless."

  Zhu Di said: "I will call him tomorrow, and I will appease him, so let's forget about it."

  Yi Shiha said: "The servants obey the order.

  Paused for a while, Zhu Di said: "What is Zhang Anshi doing recently?"

"I listened to the report..." At this point, Yi Shiha lowered his voice: "Jin Yiwei didn't inquire about Cheng Enbo, but Jin Yiwei also watched the transactions below. I heard that Cheng Enbo was buying tung oil on a large scale. At least hundreds of thousands of taels."

   "Hundreds of thousands of taels, tung oil?" Zhu Di was taken aback, his eyes widened in an instant, and his voice was almost uncontrollable: "Has the price of tung oil increased?"

   "It didn't rise, it fell."

  Zhu Di: "..."

   Now, Zhu Di's mood is really not good.

  …

   Poor He Liuwen took a bath more than a dozen times after returning home, and his whole body was scrubbed until his skin almost peeled off.

   Still feel that my body smells bad.

  Thinking of the tragedy of that night, he still has lingering fears.

   Traitor!

   These two characters are like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, teaching He Liuwen to have a kind of fear like a thunderbolt empowerment.

  When others say this, he is not afraid, he is a censor.

   It can be different if the person who said these two words is the grandson of the emperor.

  The emperor's grandson treats him like this, if this son grows up in the future, won't he still want to kill his head?

  Early in the morning, the emperor summoned him, and he dared not refuse to go, so when he arrived at the Meridian Gate, he saw that there were already many ministers preparing to enter the palace to have an audience.

  Everyone looked at him with sympathetic eyes.

  He Liuwen just lowered his head and said nothing.

  After entering the palace, enter the main hall. At this time, Zhu Di is sitting high, and the scholars of Wenyuan Pavilion and other ministries and halls are also here.

  He Liuwen saluted: "I have seen Your Majesty."

  Zhu Di nodded: "The Qing family...are you feeling better these days?"

  He Liuwen knelt down, but said nothing, just cried.

   His crying made the ministers beside him sigh.

  Zhu Di said: "Don't cry, just say what you have to say."

"Your Majesty, it's not a big deal for me to be insulted, but what I feel sad about is that the emperor's grandson, who is the hope of the future of the country, did such a thing. It insults the name of the emperor and grandson. If the emperor and grandson are criticized because of this grievance of the minister, it will be difficult for the minister to atone for his sin even if he dies."

  Zhu Di frowned, his heart sank, this move is really powerful!

   "The Qing family has worked hard and made great achievements. I plan to order the Qing family to be the right deputy capital censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. How about it?"

   "The minister... the minister is already dirty. This time I have an audience, I hope that your majesty will allow the minister to be a scholar, and the minister hopes to return to his hometown...to farm and study."

  After Zhu Di heard this, his face became even more ugly.

   This guy doesn't want to be promoted. Once he becomes a scholar, doesn't it prove that the emperor's grandson insulted the minister and has reached the point where it can't be dealt with?

  If you really resigned, when this matter is mentioned, it will become a stain on the emperor and grandson.

  Zhu Di said patiently: "I still need to rely on Qing's family."

  He Liuwen just cried and said: "Your Majesty is the lord of sages, and all the princes of the Manchu Dynasty are upright and honest. The ministers have little talent and learning, and bear the reputation of treacherous ministers. They really have no face to stand on the temple."

  Zhu Di: "..."

  People like Zhu Di are not afraid of enemies at all, but he is only afraid of people like He Liuwen.

This kind of person is in front of you, every word is praising you, teaching you to stretch out your hand not to hit the smiling person, always retreating to advance, showing that he doesn't care for fame and fortune, making people seem like they can't be bought, but in fact... There are two words written all over his face...add money!

  Zhu Di could only frowned and said, "If you still have any grievances, just say so."

   "The emperor's grandson is a talented person. Everyone in the Zhan Shifu said that he is clever and smart, and he will be a holy master in the future." He Liuwen said: "What I am saddened...who taught this emperor to be like this."

   "The prince is honest, is there no one around him who misleads the emperor and grandson? I have no other thoughts, just ask your majesty to investigate thoroughly."

   Xie Jin, who was sitting aside, stroked his beard with a smile on his face.

   Hu Guang and Yang Rong suddenly noticed something, and then they looked at each other meaningfully, and then the corners of their eyes glanced towards Xie Jin.

  The ministries fell silent.

  Zhu Di frowned even deeper, and said, "What result does the Qing family want?"

   "Whatever the result is, it will be the result." He Liuwen replied.

   "Heh..." Zhu Di said, "Let's just say it, you want to say it's Professor Zhang Anshi's."

  He Liuwen said: "Before the conclusion is reached, I dare not make a statement."

  Zhu Di's face was stern, and he suddenly realized that this He Liuwen was not simple, he was coercing him by resigning from office!

  Of course, it may be of great benefit to He Liuwen to criticize Zhang Anshi. After all... just the reputation of not being afraid of his relatives is enough for him to be admired by thousands of people all his life.

  Zhang Anshi usually scams scholars for their money, how many people hate him so much!

  But at this moment, an **** hurried in and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty...someone...someone is beating the drum!"

   Dengwen Drum?

  The so-called Dengwen Drum is a drum set up outside the palace by Emperor Taizu Gao to express grievances to people.

   Eternal injustice!

  (end of this chapter)