"According to the decree, seventeen people including the former governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, including the criminal ministers, are to abandon the city!"
The streets in Guangzhou were empty today, Qian Ning was killed in Beijing, and the grand occasion of Jiang Bin reappeared.
In the past, seventeen people including the governor of Guangdong and Guangdong and the governor of Guangdong, who were aloof and aloof, knelt in a row at the execution ground. Everyone had a walnut stuffed in their mouths and their hands were tied behind their backs.
Even the executioner felt very excited: Even if a high-ranking official like this committed a crime, how could he be punished locally? Which one would not be sent to the capital for retrial?
But the Imperial Envoy has such holy relatives, and His Majesty will use these heads to help him establish his authority in Guangdong.
Wang Zuo appeared again, Zhang Bor stood next to him, but Shi Bao disappeared.
Looking at Zhang Fujing with a serious and majestic expression, Wang Zuo couldn't help but sigh with emotion at His Majesty's ability to recognize people.
He's a ruthless character.
In a few months, he went from an unknown new scholar to such a brave and resourceful local official.
The more than twenty years before I passed the exam were not wasted even if I think about it.
The day before yesterday in Dongguan, he went to the scene in person and erected a monument for the soldiers who died in the first battle of Tuen Mun, Xiang Yong, and built a Martyrs' Shrine next to it.
Yuan Yao, the governor of Qianhu in Guangdong, and his father Yuan Guang both received posthumous titles and posthumous official positions, and Zhang Fu personally offered sacrifices on behalf of the emperor, which was extremely honorable.
The hereditary Zheng Qianhu of the Yuan family was promoted to a higher level and became a commanding official, which was a big step.
Another thousand gold to buy horse bones.
Another son of the Yuan family is Jinyiwei Baihu, and this time he will return to the capital with Wang Zuo.
The "bandits" sent by the Jin Yiwei banner school guard Wang Ziyan that night to loot Dongguan naturally deserved the credit first on Zhang Fuking.
At this moment in Guangdong, Zhang Fujing's prestige is rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Yang Shen was also imprisoned, and he was filled with emotion.
How difficult is it to climb to the position of the second-rank governor of Guangdong and Guangxi? If you were in Beijing, you would already be a minister.
In the past, how high-ranking were they in Guangdong and Guangdong?
When traveling, clear the way forward and backward, bow your head when coming and going, and destroy your family and clan if you get angry.
But now they are all kneeling. After the knife falls, everything will stop.
Listening to the people in Guangzhou cheering and clapping their hands in unison, Yang Shen gained new insights.
Having left Yang Tinghe's protection, he came to Guangdong, and left the Hanlin Academy to go to this turbulent place. Yang Shen had just come into contact with the treacherous and cunning officials of the Guangzhou government and the shrewdness and cunning of the officials.
He looked at Zhang Fuking: This was an extraordinary moment when the emperor bestowed a sword, the imperial envoy was unparalleled in power, and all members of the two armies were arrested.
What about on weekdays?
After the execution, Zhang Fujing came to see Wang Zuo back to the capital.
"Is the Marquis Funing safe?" He was worried about this.
Wang Zuo smiled: "Since Eunuch Mai is here, my mission has been completed. Zhang Futai holds the sword given by the emperor, why should he be afraid? Don't worry, Your Majesty has already made arrangements."
Zhang Fujing bent down and saluted: "I have received many efforts to appease you in the past few days. Fu Jing will remember this in my heart."
"It's my duty to take orders and carry out errands." Wang Zuo didn't care about his posture. "The proceeds from Futai's interrogation of the guilty ministers also saved me a lot of effort, so I was able to return to Beijing early to resume my duties."
Zhang Fujing's eyes were sharp: "I'm afraid that after the changes in Guangdong and Guangxi, people in Beijing will become uneasy."
Wang Zuo smiled nonchalantly: "According to the map, I am here just to collect evidence. Of course, no one who committed a crime can escape."
Zhang Fujing looked worried: "This crime may not be enough for the common people to discuss, but it will make it difficult for Your Majesty to deal with himself."
"That's natural." Wang Zuo looked at this smart man with admiration, "It's better to save one more. Let's go to Guangdong with peace of mind. I am waiting in the capital to hear the good news about Futai."
After saying this, he bowed his hands and led Zhang Bor to the north.
Five hundred Jin Yiwei went south, and only three hundred returned from the north.
When he arrived in front of the large army, he looked at the child who had not yet grown up and asked, "What's your name?"
"Yuan Hongmao!"
Wang Zuo nodded: "Your father, Yuan Dalang, is a good man. He dared to apply to become a local hero. You, the elders of the Yuan family, are also good people. I recommend you to adopt Yuan Yao and get this job. Since you have this opportunity, when you arrive in Beijing,
Go and study hard!"
"Young man must study hard."
Wang Zuo just wanted to have Lu Bing and Yan Shifan as companions. When the guards returned to Beijing, they looked at Yuan Hongmao and felt that he was another person whose destiny had been changed by His Majesty's grace.
When he first joined Jinyiwei, he was personally trained by the governor of Beizhen.
But no one knew that Yuan Hongmao, who was originally born in Dongguan, would not have such a changed fate. When he grew up, he would make a living as a carpenter. Many years later, he would have a grandson named Yuan Chonghuan.
But now, history has turned a corner.
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"Editor Huang, is that "Lun Hai Ce" written about official administration?"
In the history museum next to Zuoshun Gate, Huang Zuo was ridiculed by his colleagues as soon as he entered.
"I have little talent and little knowledge, that is to say, I have some limited knowledge in the administration of officials..." Huang Zuo greeted him in a low-key manner, then came to his desk and continued to read the compiled records of this dynasty.
This is a historical record of major events at that time in chronological order, with one month as one volume.
The work of compiling the "Da Ming Zhong Ren Jian" officially began, and Huang Zuo had his own busy affairs.
He is much happier now and is very grateful to Zhang Fujing.
After "Lian Ke" two important officials of the imperial court, Zhang Fujing, who continued to associate with Huang Zuo, not only did not encounter bad luck, but also soared into the sky and became a high official in the border area.
Therefore, his colleagues in the history museum no longer shun him as before. Instead, they often ridicule him by referring to the recent hotly debated "On Haice" in Beijing.
But Huang Zuo didn't have that kind of vigor. When he heard that Zhang Fujing personally killed the Guangdong inspector, his mouth opened wide for a long time.
Is that Zhang Fujing, who is smiling and amiable?
Writing "On Haiceng" is also of a cross-fertilization nature. Although His Majesty did not issue a task this time that everyone must contribute suggestions, the new head of the Academy still asked everyone in the Hanlin Academy to write: If anyone is promoted because of this, it will be no matter how much.
I owe him a debt of gratitude as the new head of the Hanlin Academy.
Huang Zuo didn't want that kind of good luck. He just wanted to complete the editor's job now.
Huang Zuo also knew that he did not have the ability to do the job.
When Mr. Shige came back from the national policy meeting to inspect the editing progress, Huang Zuo didn't want to make mistakes first.
I was flipping through the records attentively, looking up the records in the Official Record of Official Cultivators in the volume of Lan Yu I was assigned, and unknowingly waited until Shi Yun came over.
After standing over and saying hello together, Shi Yue looked at him and said with a complicated expression: "Huang Caibo, please give Fei Xiuzhan the part that you have read and excerpted."
Fei Maozhong looked at Huang Zuo in astonishment, and saw that he was a little at a loss: "Mr. Ge, is there any flaw in the content of the previous submission?"
"No, after you have handed over the handover with Fei Xiuzuan, go to the Ministry of Civil Affairs and get the application to go to Guangdong to take up the post." Shi Yun smiled and said, "With meritorious service, I will move to Guangdong to be the Provincial Envoy, Secretary You Councilor, and guard Lingnan Road.
.Congratulations, Counselor Huang."
At this moment, the envy in the eyes of other Hanlin Academy elites in the history museum almost overflowed.
Is Xinjun’s first disciple of the Emperor so outrageous?
From being a seventh-ranking Hanlin Academy editor to being a fourth-ranking envoy, Si Youshen, is it such an exaggeration?
Shi Yun looked around: "In the critical period of Guangdong, Counselor Huang is familiar with the local conditions of Guangdong. In the imperial examination policy review, he won the emperor's heart for the official administration. This time he has made a breakthrough in the official administration of Guangdong. It is fate that he has been appointed. Wait.
Keep your mind at work, and when the time comes, you will be successful in editing and editing, and you will all have great responsibilities."
Basically, most people are shouting in their hearts: He was born in Guangdong and has served many official posts in Guangdong. Do you want him to be ranked second in a new major?
How many people have experience and insights in the field of official administration? Even if there are corruption cases in Guangdong and Guangxi and the corruption of official administration is shocking, there is no need to promote them so quickly!
It’s all because of Liang Chu and Zhang Fuking’s recommendation, right?
It's all because of his status as the emperor's disciple, right?
Is this a broom star?
So dazzling!
Everyone couldn't help but shed tears of envy in their hearts: people sit in the history museum, and good officials come from the sky. This promotion speed is no slower than Zhang Fuking!
How virtuous and capable is he?
Huang Zuo just accepted the envious congratulations from his colleagues in a daze and agreed to treat him to a banquet that evening.
Fei Maozhong fell into deep grievance: I am the number one scholar, my uncle is a pavilion elder, but the son of another pavilion elder has also been sent out to be a prefect, and I am writing history!
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Zhang Fujing cut out two large pieces of film with one stroke of his knife.
Zhu Houcong's decree made countless people know that the Guangdong and Guangxi Associations were hot spots for meritorious deeds.
Chen Jin's move south is no longer simply interpreted as an attempt to stabilize the situation, but as a grand plan.
But how can big changes in the future be separated from money?
The new law being tried out in Guangdong has touched the nerves of too many people, including those who are fearful and resistant, and those who are excited and want to do something on the sidelines first.
Nanzhili has the highest taxation in the country and values culture and education. Nearly 30 to 40% of the country's officials come from the Jiangnan Gongyuan.
Song Chuanlin, the magistrate of Kunshan County, Suzhou Prefecture, looked at the master with burning eyes: "Has the person been found?"
"We found it. Will the county magistrate summon the Mao family to appear in court?"
"Go and pass it!"
Song Chuan Lin changed his official hat and his eyes were full of excitement.
What's the point of fearing those who are disloyal and disrespectful? What's more, the evidence is conclusive that the Mao family has embezzled people's land. Since the owner has been found from Jianghuai, why not take the opportunity to clear out all the Mao family's land?
With his power, he will open two more large households, and a memorial will be presented to the emperor at that time. He, Song Chuanlin, is someone who understands new laws, and he can also go to Guangdong and Guangxi to take advantage of the situation!
Mao Cheng, who was "sent back to his hometown with gifts", expected such a snob, and watched helplessly as his eldest son was summoned to the county government.
He wrote to Yang Tinghe with grief and anger in his eyes, and fell into a small lawsuit that he had previously dismissed.
There are many letters to write, and there are many local residents to invite, but how many people will sell his face again?
Or write a letter to Wang Shifang? Ask your in-laws for help?
As a result, before a few letters were written, the housekeeper ran over in despair: "Master! Master! The shopkeeper of the grain store and cloth store and many remaining big tenants are here. Please discuss the matter of buying a store or a field."
"Sell them all! Sell them all!" Mao Cheng was too lazy to care about such a trivial matter.
Now that they have lost their official status, all the businessmen and landowners who donated their money before now come to negotiate redemption.
The Mao family couldn't help them evade taxes and corvee, but the reality was this.
Before, I said that I would show some kindness and fulfill the agreed time limit for the tenancy, but now I have immediately taken notice of the situation and avoided it for fear of not being able to catch up.
It was not until night that his son came back with extreme humiliation: "Song Chuanlin is going to drive our Mao family to death! Tell the villagers that anyone who has been invaded and bought private land or shops by my Mao family can report it! Father,
We must think of a way!"
At this moment, Song Chuanlin had just sat on the sedan chair and was happily preparing to drink and listen to music.
Today is the first step. First, it is confirmed that the perpetrators of the crime were embezzled by the Mao family, and then the case will be made bigger and all the shopkeepers and landowners who surrendered to the Mao family will be cleared out!
The next step is the turn of those companies that have been relying on the few sixth- and seventh-grade officials in the court. Not to mention that they have done all the work, they have to spit out some, right?
This is enough. This year's autumn grain, Kunshan County is the best. Now that the memorial is submitted, the next step is for his mentor to ask him to be transferred to Guangdong.
My mentor is already a pavilion elder, so I only need to have some achievements to achieve success!
Song Chuanlin got off the sedan humming a little tune, looked up at the signboard of Qingyun Tower not far away, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
The wind is very good tonight!
The next moment, he felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, and then there was a blockage of breathing and severe pain in his throat. From the corner of his eye, he saw a man dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat running away quickly.
"There is an assassin! Kill someone! The county gentleman has been killed!"
The magistrate is here to have a relaxing banquet, how can he bring too many people?
The bearer looked at Song Chuanlin, who was holding his throat and fell to the ground in horror, and then at the back of the black-clad figure who had run into the night, and was at a loss for a moment.
A few days later, Yang Tinghe looked at the angry-faced emperor and sighed silently, and said: "In a few days, in the five magistrates of Nanzhili, Fujian, and three prefectures, a patrol officer was assassinated in the street. Your Majesty
, this is the reason why the minister had previously urged not to act hastily. The news of Guangdong and Guangxi spread throughout the provinces, and the discussion on the sea plan stirred up people's hearts. These nine people may be trying to use the land to clear the land to increase the country's wealth, or they may have just come to discuss the market and open the sea.
The strategy of suppressing bandits. The coast is complicated, Zhang Fuking's unexpected move worked, but chaos began to appear in southern Zhili and Fujian."
Shi Yuan's face was ashen. He knew what Yang Tinghe meant, and so did everyone else.
At national policy meetings, my speaking style is becoming more and more straightforward, and I am no longer so shy about certain things.
"In the past, did the imperial court allow provocations from certain people in the local area?" Zhu Houcong's voice was cold.
"Bandits, vendettas, dead soldiers, this is the result if you continue to investigate." Wang Qiong said concisely and concisely, "After that, the gangsters, some officials, some businessmen, or some big families, colluded with each other, and the officials and soldiers from all over the place were used to their advantage. They didn't know how to protect themselves wisely.
How many of them will finish their term safely and then take up their new duties? Your Majesty, you and your ministers are all grateful for Heaven's grace. Although we are working together and want to help Your Majesty usher in an eternal prosperous age, this matter cannot be ignored. Your Majesty has considered the intentions of Guangdong and Guangxi, and now
Those who are interested are fully aware of the situation. Northern barbarians, pirates, and banditry in Guangdong and Guangxi are causing chaos. Your Majesty, the tax-rich areas south of the Yangtze River must not be disrupted at this time."
Compared with the disastrous defeat in the Tuen Mun naval battle that was "designed as usual" by local officials, this wave of naked killings of officials in South Zhili and Fujian is a cruel and proactive warning.
Zhang Fujing's methods in Guangdong were too ruthless, the authority given by the emperor seemed too determined, his time on the throne was too short, and the purpose of "On Haice" also conveyed too obvious direction.
Now this round of warnings is aimed at the most important thing that an ambitious emperor cannot ignore: money and food.
If Jiangnan is in chaos, taxes will be reduced immediately. If Fujian is in chaos again, pirates will continue to head straight to Guangdong.
The other most insidious thing is: it is so blatant, doesn’t the emperor suspect that there are people in the imperial study who are backing, leading, and planning?
They just don't know about the "gold cup drink with you" in the Central Palace, and they don't know that the current eighteen national policy ministers are unwilling to take the initiative to seduce the emperor.
But what Wang Qiong said about "working together" was limited to the temporary important ministers in the imperial study.
After all, the emperor's magnanimity and brilliance have not yet illuminated the world.
And if this matter continues to evolve, which official and which official will not be implicated in the possible land clearing and clearing and dedication?
Even when the news came that Liang Chu had taken the initiative to clean up and donate money in Guangdong, the Eighteenth National Policy Minister had quietly begun to set an example from within his own family, but it was useless.
What is involved is the vital interests of many people.
The eighteen of them were only willing to give up because they were regarded as extremely popular ministers. From now on, they only cared about their reputation after death. At this time, their willingness to give up could be limited, and it was worthy of praise.
In the ninth month of the golden autumn, on the eve of His Majesty's longevity, officials in the southeast were killed to congratulate the Emperor.
Eighteen ministers of national policy looked at the gloomy young emperor.