Zhang Tingyu knelt on the ground, smelling the scent of sandalwood in the hall, but for some reason he felt a little more panicked in his heart, this panic was not for no reason, more from the emperor above.

Yongzheng is different from the well-known Kangxi, he is more practical and will not be burdened by false fame, but it also means that in some aspects, he is more difficult to deal with than Kangxi.

You must know that in this world, there is nothing that can bind the emperor in the first place. However, for Ming Jun, it is not without a trace, and the ethereal name behind him can make the emperor a little scruples. Hanwen Tangzong is no better than this, and the same is true of the dead Kangxi, so as long as he grasps the good name, the courtiers can also play games with the emperor.

But Yongzheng is different, he is more like Emperor Hongwu, he doesn't care so much about false names, what he really cares about is the throne under his ass, so he can be ruthless to those bureaucrats, and he can be pressed step by step for the gentry, and even together with his own foundation Eight Banners Group, he can also be sacrificed, in front of such an emperor, even if he Zhang Tingyu can grasp the emperor's mind, he will inevitably tremble and walk on thin ice.

Yongzheng was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Since the death of the emperor and the death of the emperor, I have not been trembling for a day, for fear that this huge country will be wasted...... When everything comes to an end, I know the difficulty. ”

Zhang Tingyu couldn't hear the true meaning of Yongzheng hiding behind it, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "Since the emperor ascended the throne, the situation in the world has been better day by day, the northwest has won many great victories with troops, and the government of the central government has become more and more clear, which is the merit of the emperor." ”

Yongzheng snorted coldly, "I have been in the domain for more than 40 years, and all the subordinates have formed a party and harbored treachery, asked for help, deceived and deceived people, violated the yang and yin, pretended to be public and private, and turned their backs on the wrong, all kinds of bad habits, all of which I know that insight can be counted on a finger, compared to the ancient times when the vassal king entered the unification, such as the Han Wen Emperor, I have seen and heard more. ”

Zhang Tingyu was sweating profusely when he said this, and he could naturally understand the meaning of this, Yongzheng Ming was acupuncture on the face of the Qing Dynasty, but in fact, he was questioning the political situation of Kangxi!

This is the most rebellious thing in the world, Zhang Tingyu was shocked when he heard it, but he didn't dare to follow Yongzheng on his face, he knelt on the ground and stuck his forehead on the ground.

"Hmph..... Today's officials, fishing reputation is famous, fat family is true, and it is said that 'both name and reality', I don't know what the so-called name and truth ......mean" Yongzheng refused to let him go, his eyes stared at Zhang Tingyu who was kneeling on the ground, and sneered: "I have a day in the Qing Dynasty, the merits and demerits of these governors, Zhang Aiqing should have heard of it." ”

Speaking of Yongzheng, it is really miserable, and the world thinks that after Kangxi's death, what he left behind for Yongzheng was a powerful empire. In fact, it is not the same thing at all, Kangxi has a good name, and he also has a lot of connivance with his subordinates, especially in the ten years after Kangxi's fifty years, he often believes that "more is better than less", so that there are many evils.

Today's Qing Dynasty can be regarded as a sick giant, seemingly powerful, but was almost poked down by a finger of the Fu Han Army, which just shows that the trouble of the Qing Dynasty is inside but not outside.

Zhang Tingyu heard this, but he had a little score in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the slave thinks that the people of the people today have been playing with it for a long time, so there are many disadvantages. ”

Yongzheng sighed: "That's right, the good and the bad, with a solid heart, the real government, Aiqing's words are said to my heart, I think that there are people who should be reformed in political affairs to benefit the national economy and people's livelihood, if you can know the pros and cons, and also play the secret of each line, how about it?" ”

Zhang Tingyu was shocked, and he subconsciously reflected that the secret folding system was not a rare thing in the Qing Dynasty, at least in the past few years, Emperor Kangxi gave several confidants the right to participate in the secret folding.

This so-called secret folding system is usually known only to confidant ministers, who must do it themselves when writing the secret folds, and cannot pretend to others, and everything they hear can be reported. After writing, he wrote the text on folded white paper, plus a special leather case, the key of the leather box was prepared in two copies, one was given to the official of the music and the other was kept by the emperor, and no one could open it. Then the family will be arranged to send the secret fold to the capital, and it is not allowed to pass through the post station on the way, and it must go directly to the imperial front.

The horror of the secret fold lies in the fact that the emperor allows and encourages lower-level officials to directly impeach the superior governor to the emperor, which means that as long as there is a secret fold system, every move of the ministers will be watched, just like in a province, the governor, the political envoy, the envoy according to the inspection, and the Taoist platform can be folded on their own, and what is even more wonderful is that the majority of ministers can use the secret fold to leapfrog the words, which will definitely cause suspicion from the top to the bottom, and who dares to cover the sky with one hand in this case?

That's the highlight of the day!

Zhang Tingyu knew that when this will was announced tomorrow, I am afraid that everyone would think that it was him Zhang Tingyu admonished, but this black cauldron was obviously what Yongzheng wanted him to carry, and he could not shirk it.

"The slave knows."

"Then you should step back first."

Yongzheng nodded with great satisfaction, he believed that Zhang Tingyu was a smart person, and only by being a lonely minister could he get the emperor's trust, and if he made friends like Long Keduo, it would make him really uneasy.

From the history of Xiuming to the secret folding, Yongzheng combed the government step by step, his eyes were slightly red, but he looked very tired. After all, in the past few days, Yongzheng has rested for about two hours, so the whole person's energy is a little weak, and only when he is sleepy, he will choose to take a Jidan.

For the current Yongzheng, only by being busy can his spirit be relaxed. At least the things in front of him have begun to get better, although half of the money and food are missing, but as long as he carefully combs and thrifts, he will not be able to regain it in the future, and besides, his Chu Rebellious interior is so easy to regulate?

As long as this period of time has passed, the new artillery and muskets of the Qing Dynasty will be built, and coupled with the conditioning of Western missionaries, talents will be selected from hundreds of thousands of national athletes, and it may not be impossible to train into a new army that will crush Chu Rebellion..... After all, the Qing Dynasty is rich in all directions, and it will be nothing more than another southern expedition in the future!

When Yongzheng thought of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise a little, especially the Jiji Dan he had just taken, but the medicinal effect began to play out, making Yongzheng's face a little ruddy.

Jingshi, the stone alley has a long history, as early as the Ming Dynasty when the city wall was built, the stone used in the palace was stored here, so it is called the stone alley, and now it is also considered to have experienced hundreds of years of wind and rain.

There is a newly opened teahouse in the stone alley, with a double-storey brick and wood structure surrounded on three sides, and some guest rooms above, and a large black signboard hanging below, with four big characters written on it, called 'Wangchun Teahouse'.

There is a gentleman in the teahouse who is holding a shocking wood, and is talking about his own script, the content of the book is mainly about the Qing Dynasty's entry into the customs, but the book is extremely exciting, when it comes to the section of Hong Chengchou's return to the Qing Dynasty, it is full of color.

"Well said! Gentlemen reward you with a few coppers....."

A group of old and young masters scattered the copper coins in their hands, which provoked the storyteller to make a fuss.

This group of owners who don't treat money as money are naturally all the masters of Beijing, and they have nothing to do on weekdays, so they often look for places to eat, drink and have fun in Beijing, wandering around, and some people have nothing to do to write a few commentaries, give them to Mr. Tiezui, and talk around in the teahouse in the capital.

Of course, those paragraphs are all about how the Qing Dynasty shook its majesty back then, and everyone was tired of hearing it in the past, but with the repeated defeats of the Qing Dynasty in the south, this paragraph has become popular again, and the Eight Banners also want to rely on these stories to reminisce about the days when the Eight Banners were also wide.

A little tea boy was busy inside and out, and he didn't look very old, but his eyebrows and eyes were clever, and he screamed happily, so he also asked for a lot of rewards, he stuffed the copper into his arms, and ran towards the backyard.

"The shopkeeper, the uncles in the front yard rewarded it, you order."

The tea boy is sensible and knows that he can't swallow the money alone, so every time he gets the reward of the masters, he will first hand it over to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper will divide the copper into two parts, seventy percent to the store, three percent to the tea boy, and both sides are safe.

The shopkeeper's surname is Yao, who came from Shandong last year, with a mouthful of Shandong ballast, and then somehow, he opened a teahouse in the capital, and he operated these soups and water every day, and he was also comfortable. The only interest is to raise pigeons, but there are no less than dozens of them in the backyard, but it is nothing in the capital, after all, there are more eagles and birds.

"Shopkeeper, I'm back."

A stout guy carried two loads of rice on his shoulders into the yard, he was the nephew of the shopkeeper Yao, with a rough temperament, but he sold a good handful, so he was also quite valued by the shopkeeper and regarded as his right-hand man.

"Shopkeeper, the price of this grain in the capital today has risen again, and now this stone and rice are three taels and two dollars of silver, which is about to double compared with last year."

Shopkeeper Yao didn't have the slightest fluctuation on his face, as if the ups and downs of grain prices had nothing to do with him, but he just asked lightly: "Have you ever inquired, is there a grain ship to the capital?" ”

"No, I heard that the grain in the south of the Yangtze River is completely gone this year, and the grain in the north can't be helped, and now the price hasn't risen to the end."

"Well, you go down first."

After the man left, Shopkeeper Yao walked into the innermost room, and then found the banknote from it, and then soaked the ink coarsely for a few minutes, and began to write.

"On August 24, the price of grain in Beijing was three taels and two dollars, and no grain ship had ever arrived in Beijing."

After writing, the shopkeeper Yao rolled up the note, stuffed it into a bamboo tube, and then went to the backyard to catch a pigeon, tied it to the pigeon's feet, and sent it to the sky.

Seeing the pigeon disappear into the sky, a smile appeared on the face of the shopkeeper Yao.

.............

From the capital to Jiangning, there are more than 2,000 miles, but for the pigeon, there is only two transfers in the middle. And the key to this plan is food.

In fact, in Ning Yu's heart, how to fight the Qing court is divided into two roads, one is to reduce the Qing court's financial and food resources as much as possible by attacking Jiangnan by force, and the other way is to take advantage of the special situation of this year's grain to extract the wealth of the Qing court and drain the last drop of blood of the Qing court.

Therefore, since occupying Jiangning, Ning Yu began to use the shadow in the capital to do only one thing, that is, to check the grain price of Jingshi every day, so as to reduce the current grain storage pressure of the Qing court. Only when the pressure on the grain reserves of the Qing court reached a certain scale, Ningyu would further amplify it through grain, which would deal a blow to the people's will of the Qing court.

"By October at the latest this year, millions of victims will flock to Beijing to ......."

Li Fu looked at the dense place names on the map, and the whole person trembled a little, this battle seemed to be nothing, but in fact it was a surprise attack on the Qing court. The core part of it is to use the disaster victims as a spear and use grain to press the Qing court, if the Qing court still wants to continue to resist stubbornly in the Central Plains, then it has to take out the grain in the inventory!

Ning Yu nodded slightly, he naturally understood the cruelty of this plan, but it was for victory...... He couldn't care about so much, the war had burned everywhere, even the Fu Han army couldn't get so much food now, and it could even be said that no one could organize this famine.

"The more vicious point of this plan is that when the Jingshi's grain stock is exhausted, the Qing court will not be able to get more food from other places, and even if they don't have to fight, it will be difficult for them to hold on...... The winner has changed hands. ”

It can be said that if Yongzheng is given another three years, the world will become a two-point pattern, but now Ningyu only needs half a year to completely destroy Yongzheng's financial and stable situation, and even if he is the reincarnation of Daluo Immortal, it will be difficult to save Daqing.

The Qing Dynasty is actually dead from this day onwards!

Ning Yu stood up straight and looked at Li Fu with a bit of meaning on his face.

"Let's stop first if we take Suzhou..... Jiangnan people have to be given a chance to choose. ”

Li Fu smiled bitterly, of course he understood the meaning of Ning Yu's words, what does it mean to give Jiangnan people a chance to choose? In fact, the group of Jiangnan gentry who were in trouble in Jiangning before the warning no longer have the so-called negotiation now, we will take what we want, everyone just needs to talk with the knives and guns in their hands.

Of course, if it's a surrender, that's a different story...... Now it is such an opportunity to surrender, as long as Suzhou is taken, the whole of Jiangsu, except for Xuzhou in the north, will all fall into the hands of the Fu Han army, and they have to think about it more.

It can be said that in terms of treating the Jiangnan gentry, Ning Yu is much more ruthless than the Huguang gentry. Of course, in addition to the Fu Han Army, there is also Ning Yu's thoughtful consideration, because Jiangnan is about to become a cornucopia in his hands, which naturally needs to be cleaned up first, so as to better build his own ideas in Jiangnan.

As for the dust that is swept away, no one cares.