The Most Powerful Man in the World

Chapter 87 Business tax still has to be paid!

Shi Kui, who was standing beside Chu Yi, was also shocked at this moment. Although he already knew that Chu Yi was going to slaughter, he did not expect that Chu Yi would be so crazy.

Hearing what Chu Yi meant, it was like this all the way to the past. If it hadn't been heard by his own ears, Shi Kui wouldn't have believed it.

However, Shi Kui was a little excited in his heart. The world is so turbid and sinister, perhaps only by staying with someone as decisive and ruthless as Chu Yi can he live longer.

These thoughts flashed through my mind, and I saw Shi Kui pull out his waist knife and stabbed Mr. Zheng's back when Mr. Zheng struggled to get up and escape.

The gleaming long sword was pulled out, and Mr. Zheng fell to the ground with a thud, murmured with blood gushing out of his mouth, "A castrated... castrated... I can't die..."

Mr. Zheng died, and the remaining dozens of scholars were all stunned, but they clearly heard what Chu Yi said.

What Chu Yi meant couldn't be clearer. It was clear that he wanted to slaughter the entire Jiangnan in blood. Didn't Chu Yi even learn from Mr. Zheng that anyone was interested in him?

For Chu Yi, it doesn't really matter who Mr. Zheng can tell, because he is almost sure who he wants to kill.

There may be people who have slipped through the net, but he did not kill for the sake of killing, but for the purpose of cleaning up some cancers in the south of the Yangtze River.

The huge Jiangnan is intertwined and intertwined. After hundreds of years, although I dare not say that it is rotten to the root, anyway, the court's control over Jiangnan is getting worse and worse, even if he can only take the opportunity to kill the previous batch and shock the others.

Wanting to completely clean up Jiangnan is not a matter of a while. Although Shen Ke needs a strong medicine for a hundred years, if the medicine is used, it will kill people, so even Chu Yi can only kill the last batch first. .In the future, he will definitely stain Jiangnan with blood and completely wipe out these cancers.

But even so, if Chu Yi can really fulfill his expectations, it will be blood-stained in the south of the Yangtze River, and his head will roll. I am afraid that thousands of people are not enough to kill. Such a large-scale blood case can only be found in the period of Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang. However, with his Dongchang supervisor and the power of imperial envoy, Chu Yi has already surpassed Chu Yi's hairpin to achieve this level, but he is betting on Zhu Houzhao's approval. With the name in hand, he, Chu Yi, is really not afraid of other people.

Liu An, whose vest was soaking wet, still had the demeanor of a son of an aristocratic family. His pale complexion shrank into a ball, and Mr. Zheng's body was lying in front of him, which could be clearly seen from Liu An's point of view. Mr. Zheng's eyes were wide open, and he just stared at him like that.

"Why don't you go to hell with me!"

Liu An stared straight at Mr. Zheng's wide-open eyes, and suddenly screamed: "No, I don't want to die, spayed dog, my grandfather is one of the three gentlemen of Hongzhi, my Liu family is rich, what are you doing? Dare to kill me, you can't..."

Liu An, who was suddenly insane, shouted and danced, apparently stimulated by Mr. Zheng's death.

Chu Yi glanced at Liu An indifferently, and suddenly a soldier stepped forward and stabbed Liu An's chest with a blood-stained spear.

The cold spear pierced into his chest, Liu An suddenly woke up, looked down at the spear that sank into his chest, and slowly said with a sad expression: "Grandpa, you made a mistake, you made a mistake... …”

Obviously, Liu An did not expect that Chu Yi would be so cruel, and even dared to dare to slaughter Jiangnan.

The reason why Liu An came to Nanjing City was because of a letter from Liu Daxia. In the letter, Liu Daxia instructed Liu An to come to Nanjing City to connect with some of the Jiangnan dignitaries, or to work together to take down the Liu Jin Group, which was entrenched above the court.

It's a pity that Liu Daxia only noticed Liu Jin, or that Chu Yi's low-key behavior in these years has been quite good. Almost everyone's attention is focused on Liu Jin. That is, in the past few months, Chu Yi has really become a blockbuster.

It's a pity that those people have always planned to deal with Liu Jin, but suddenly a disruptor like Chu Yi appeared, but these people had no good way to deal with Chu Yi for a while, because they put all their All the strength was used to deal with Liu Jin.

So this is a gap period, no matter how much these people hate what Chu Yi has done, they can only concentrate on getting Liu Jin out first, otherwise, once they turn their heads to deal with Chu Yi, When Liu Jin counterattacked, then what they had done before would be wasted.

Of course, this time is also very short, and Liu Jin can't carry it for a long time, so there is not much time left for Chu Yi. Once those people turn their attention to him, he is bound to turn back to the capital, and then completely settle the capital. , when he goes to Jiangnan again, he will definitely call this Jiangnan discolored.

As Mr. Zheng, Liu An and others were killed by Chu Yi without hesitation, and those who rushed into the formation became corpses, the remaining dozen or twenty literati were like quails. Never dare to make a difference.

The location of the Zhulin Book Club was surrounded by the army led by Chu Yi, and naturally it could not escape the attention of many people in Nanjing.

In the city of Nanjing, a leading official was listening to the housekeeper detailing the bills to him in the study.

"Master, there are [-] acres of good paddy fields outside the city, a total of [-] stone of rice is rented, [-] shops in the city, [-] taels of profit, and [-] catties of copper from the mine, but..."

Han Tong, who was sitting in a leisurely manner and enjoying the concubine pinching his shoulders, stroked his gray beard, and his face was filled with a bit of joy. He was only a seventh-rank county magistrate when he came to office, and he was able to live in this prosperous Jiangnan. He has saved nearly a thousand mu of paddy fields, nearly ten shops and a mine, which is much worse than the family business saved by many of his colleagues.

However, with these family properties, and his identity, in this Nanjing city, he belongs to the gentry, and when he heard the butler's words, he couldn't help but open his eyes and fell on the butler: "But what? "

The butler quickly said: "Master Qi, because the imperial court dispatched tax supervisors to collect taxes, we must report profits to the tax supervisors this month so that they can collect taxes!"

Han Tong immediately said unhappily: "Master, the money I have worked so hard to earn, they have to pay taxes, why!"

Saying that, Han Tong waved his hands and said, "Get me an account book for this master. This month, we have made a total of [-] taels of silver. According to the Taizu tax system, [-] taels of silver are paid for one tael of silver!"

The housekeeper was slightly taken aback and said, "But..."

Han Tong glared at the housekeeper and said, "But what, sir, I pay taxes honestly, I am worthy of the emperor, and I am worthy of the people, sir, why would I go to learn from the Xu Shilang of the Xu mansion, there are dozens of shops, profitable Thousands of taels of silver, but a serious loss is reported, this is not the way of the old man!"

The housekeeper immediately said: "Master obeys the law and obeys the law, in this Nanjing city, only Master can be a role model!"

Han Tong stroked his beard and laughed and said: "The business tax still has to be paid, and this is the duty of a minister."

Speaking of Han Channel: "By the way, why didn't you see Hui'er today?"

The little concubine said delicately, "Master and nobles forget things. In the morning, the young master went to the Zhulin Book Club to meet friends."

When Han Tong heard the words, he suddenly said: "Yes, yes, my son did tell me about this. Those people in the Bamboo Forest Book Club have extraordinary backgrounds. If Hui'er can get along well with them, I won't have to worry about them in the future. !"

The concubine rubbed Han Tong's shoulder and said: "That is, the son has a wide range of friends, and with the help of some friends from the book club, he may be able to become a famous person in Jiangnan in the future."

Han Tong couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and pinched his little concubine's pink face and said, "You little goblin, I love hearing what you said, sir!"

There was a burst of hurried footsteps, and soon I heard Fuzhong Shutong panting, and a panicked voice sounded from outside the door: "Master, the big thing is bad, Young Master he..."

[The second one is sent, big guys, if you watch it, you will smash the ticket and give it a reward! 】

Chapter 88 Look at revenge for your father!

Han Tong, who was in a good mood, suddenly heard the voice of the book boy from outside the door and couldn't help but said unhappily: "What's going on with this Han Xiaowu, didn't he let him follow Hui'er?"

The concubine said in a low voice, "Master, it seems... it seems that something happened to the son!"

Han Tong suddenly got up and walked to the door, opened the door and stared at the book boy who was sweating profusely, and shouted: "Han Xiaowu, didn't you follow Huier, you are in such a hurry, in the end? What happened?"

Book boy Han Xiaowu suddenly burst into tears, and said with a weeping voice: "Master... Young Master He... Young Master He..."

Seeing Shutong's appearance like this, Han Tong couldn't help but feel a little bad, and said anxiously, "You bastard, what happened to Huier, please tell me quickly!"

"Wuwuwu, son, he was killed..."

Han Tong suddenly felt tightness in his chest, and his eyes darkened. If the concubine beside him and the accountant had not seen it and supported her, I am afraid that Han Tong would have fallen to the ground.

After a while, Han Tong took a sigh of relief, broke away from the concubine who was supporting him and the accountant, grabbed the shoulders of the book boy with both hands, his eyes were red, and he shouted with a fierce look: "Who is it, my Hui'er can't be in vain. Death, I want him to die all over the place..."

The boy screamed in pain when he was caught, but he was also frightened by the ferocious Han Tong, who almost instinctively shouted: "Butcher Chu, it's Butcher Chu! He killed a lot of people, Young Master Liu, Young Master Ma. , Zhao Gongzi, woo woo, dead, all dead!"

"Butcher Chu?"

Han Tong was stunned for a moment, his red eyes were still full of murderous intent and he gritted his teeth: "I don't care what butcher or not, I want him to pay for my son's life!"

The book boy was dumbfounded and opened his mouth and said, "But sir, that is..."

Han Tong slapped the book boy on the face, and spit blood out of the book boy's mouth on the spot: "You bastard, what am I raising you for, my son, why don't you die!"

Between the words, Han Tong roared: "Come here, drag this damn thing down for me, and beat it to death!"

When the boy heard this, he couldn't help shouting, "Master, spare your life, spare your life!"

However, several strong domestic servants immediately rushed up and dragged the book boy down, followed by a shrill scream, which soon disappeared.

After a while, a domestic servant stepped forward and said, "Master, Han Xiaowu has been beaten to death!"

Han Tong said in a deep voice: "My master summoned the servants of the mansion and followed me to kill the Butcher Chu!"

Soon more than a dozen strong servants walked out of the house and went straight to the Bamboo Forest Book Club, holding sticks around Han Tong's sedan chair.

In a majestic Hou Mansion, a servant was kneeling on the ground and said to a man in Chinese clothes: "Master Hou, Master Biao, he was...killed by Chu Yi at the Zhulin Book Club!"

Deng Jikun, Marquis of Dingyuan, who was sitting there drinking tea, couldn't help but stunned for a moment. With a puff, the tea spewed out of his mouth, and said in shock, "What did you say, who killed Wu Qi?"

The servant said in a trembling voice, "Master Wu Qi was killed by Chu Yi, the director of the East Factory!"

Deng Jikun took a deep breath and got up and said, "Wu Qi, what did he do, why did he provoke Chu Yi as a killer?"

Deng Jikun carried a bit of anger in his words, not at Chu Yi, but at Wu Qi who was killed.

Just by looking at the Hu family and Wu Jingbo's house, which were downplayed by Chu Yi's looting and extermination of the family, you can see how crazy Chu Yi is. At this time, I don't know how many people avoid it, but my nephew and nephew actually provoke Chu Yi. Do you think that An Sheng's son in the Hou Mansion is too good?

The servant hurriedly recounted what happened in the Zhulin Book Club. After hearing it, Deng Jikun couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "A madman, what a madman!"

He thought that Chu Yi would be considered a lunatic for slaughtering the Hu clan and Wu Jingbo clan.

It is not just as simple as dozens of literati, but more importantly, there are many large and small families involved behind these dozens of people. Could it be that Chu Yi is trying to slaughter Jiangnan?

The servant knelt down on the ground, and it took a while to hear Deng Jikun say: "Go, tell the second lady the news, and then notify the housekeeper to close the door of the mansion, and I will close the door to thank you!"

What happened in Zhulin Book Club was spread out almost immediately, but everyone who knew what Chu Yi had done was stunned.

To be honest, this time I was really stunned, even some people who were still thinking about finding an opportunity to kill Chu Yi were shocked when they got the news.

"Mad dog, this is a mad dog!"

Someone smashed a beloved antique and cursed again and again.

Someone patted the table and shouted to make Chu Yi stinky for thousands of years.

However, at this moment, Chu Yi, who is the party concerned, has a calm look. Without the Zhulin Book Club, there is nothing good for these literati gathering together. Hundreds of years later, such a group of literati gathered in Donglin Academy. He attacked the government and formed the Donglin Party, which cut off the last shred of vitality of the Ming Dynasty.

Looking at the ten or twenty pale-faced and panic-stricken literati, Chu Yi sighed inwardly, how could these people still have the literati spirit of the Han and Tang Dynasties.

In the Han and Tang Dynasties, the so-called literati can go out and enter the prime minister, mount a horse as a general, and dismount as a prime minister of the country.

However, looking at these so-called literati gentlemen, one by one, in addition to their belly full of intrigue and tricks, cannot be picked on their shoulders or carried by their hands, and more importantly, they have lost all the character of a literati.

The fire behind them engulfed the Bamboo Forest Book Club, and hundreds of soldiers who were full of suffocation were holding a dozen or twenty literati.

At this moment, on the slightly rugged official road, a group of people came straight to the Bamboo Forest Book Club. It was not because they were angry that their son died, and then they brought the servants of the house to kill Han Tong, who wanted to avenge his son.

Seeing Chu Yi and his party from a distance, the sedan chair stopped abruptly. Han Tong, who was sitting in the sedan chair, noticed that the sedan chair had stopped and immediately shouted, "Hurry up and go to this master, if you leave, Butcher Chu , for delaying to avenge Hui'er, sir, I can't spare you one by one!"

The housekeeper of the Han residence had already recognized the identity of the group that was approaching, especially Chu Yi, who was riding on a tall horse. Just one glance, the housekeeper couldn't help shivering.

"Chu Yi, director of the East Factory, butcher Chu!"

It can be said that the name of Chu Yi can almost stop children from crying at night in this Nanjing city. The butler of the Han residence saw the silhouettes of the shackles, his head suddenly exploded, and his body softened and subconsciously supported the sedan chair.

Just when Han Tong opened the curtain and saw the butler's face, he could not help but angrily said: "Butler, what are you doing, these people can't eat, hurry up to the master!"

The housekeeper vaguely guessed who the butcher Chu mentioned in the book boy Han Xiaowu's mouth was referring to, and when he thought that his son was actually killed by Chu Yi, the housekeeper couldn't help but despair.

That's not to mention, what's more important is that my master still doesn't know that Butcher Chu is referring to Chu Yi.

Han Tong was walking down from the sedan chair at the moment, and even pointed at the housekeeper and the trembling servants and bearers and growled, "My lord, it's more useful for me to raise a bunch of dogs than you. Do you want to take revenge, butcher Chu, who can bear it when he leaves..."

"You... it's still you!"

Han Tong kicked the weak butler, and kicked the bearer in front of him who was sweating profusely, gritted his teeth and said, "God-killed Butcher Chu, my poor Hui'er, your soul is not far away. You must watch Tian Youling carefully, for your father, you must destroy him and avenge your whole family..."

[Well, ask for a ticket, give a reward.By the way, I recommend an old author's new book "Absolute Fiction" if you are interested. 】

Chapter 89 Amazing Harvest

Not far away, Chu Yi and his party gradually slowed down. After all, a sedan chair in front of them and a dozen people almost blocked the official road.

Just at this moment, Han Tong's roar came, and Chu Yi couldn't help raising his brows. Butcher Chu, could it be that he failed?