"Create an accident and let Zhou Kui die violently!"

When the old king hurried into the palace, Emperor Chongzhen commanded expressionlessly.

The incident happened suddenly, and the old king was shocked, but he didn't dare to say or ask, so he could only lean over and reply respectfully: "The old slave obeys the order!" ”

After a while, he boldly asked, "Emperor, when will you start?" ”

Emperor Chongzhen glanced at Lao Wang approvingly, and then realized that he was impatient.

To be honest, a white-eyed wolf like Zhou Kui who doesn't know how to be grateful, according to his original intention, staying for an extra day is a waste of food, and he should be executed and executed!

However, this scumbag has a good daughter, and he doesn't look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha, and then Queen Zhou suspects that it will not affect the relationship between the husband and wife.

"Three months later, within half a year."

After thinking for a moment and estimating the time, Emperor Chongzhen could only sentence Zhou Kui to death with a suspended execution.

As for the means of Dongchang, Emperor Chongzhen said that he would not worry about it.

People are the originators of black work and dirty work, and future generations of FBI and national security will learn from them, and some of them have methods and means.

"The old slave obeys!"

Although Lao Wang didn't know why the emperor wanted to execute Zhou Kui, the emperor, it was a matter of royal secrets, and it was better to know less about some things, just do your job well.

"Emperor, prices in the capital have risen sharply recently, and some imperial historians have threatened to affect people's livelihood, saying that the imperial court is not martial law, but is locking down the city.

I hope that the court will be merciful, and there is no need to frighten the bow bird, and the heart will be alive and the city will be canceled. ”

"Don't pay attention to the words of Confucianism!"

Emperor Chongzhen snorted coldly and didn't care.

"What is the situation of the Jin merchants in the city now, is there any change?"

Compared with Confucianism, Emperor Chongzhen obviously cared more about Jin Shang.

"The emperor, the old slave was in charge of the East Factory at the beginning, and the deployment of loyal people in his hands was limited, and the current focus is on the eight Jin merchants mentioned by the emperor.

For other Jin merchants, the old slave can only control according to the amount of wealth, and cannot pay attention to all the Jin merchants. But please rest assured that within half a decade, the old slave will definitely let the factory guards cover the entire capital.

Judging from the current situation, they have not done much except to save food for sale. ”

Lao Wang whispered to the Jin merchants in his hand.

"It's a great companion!"

Emperor Chongzhen nodded and said a word of encouragement.

Lao Wang has a loyal personality and is steady, although such a person cannot shine brightly, but there will be no major mistakes.

The current situation does not require him to make drastic moves, as long as he advances slowly.

What's more, there are so many large and small Jin merchants in the capital that it is indeed difficult to control them one by one.

"Emperor, do you want Jinyiwei to warn the grain merchants who cherish grain for sale, stabilize grain prices, and stabilize the people's hearts?"

Lao Wang thought about it and asked slowly.

"No!"

Emperor Chongzhen waved his hand, the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a cold smile, and said quietly: "Big companion, tighten on the outside and loose on the inside, let them make trouble." ”

Lao Wang nodded, knowing in his heart.

The emperor is ready to kill the pig.

The capital is close to Zhangjiakou, and the Jin merchants from Taiyuan to Linfen take the capital as the logistics center, and continuously transport all kinds of materials purchased from all over the country to Zhangjiakou and seek huge profits through the customs.

In other words, the capital is the cargo transit station and procurement point of the Jin merchants.

Now the emperor blockaded the capital and implemented the policy of only entering and not leaving, in addition to preventing fine work, it also invisibly made it impossible for the goods of Jin merchants to leave the city.

As far as I know, the goods of the Jin merchants are all military supplies!

Food, clothing to protect against the cold, iron ingots, salt, ...... It's all just something that you can use.

I didn't pay attention to them, but I still don't think it, but now when I check it, it's shocking!

It should be said that many of their materials are contraband, and they cannot be checked at all, even if there are no other problems, this alone can be convicted.

However, it is clear that the emperor still wants to draw a long line to catch big fish.

Just when the master and servant were planning to catch a big fish, the bait was already floating downstream.

Near the northwest corner of the imperial city, inside the Chaoyang Gate, stands a high-rise mansion compound, and the gilded signboard reads the word Fanfu.

The two stone lions in front of the door are tall and mighty, and full of domineering. For the Shangjia Family, it seems that it has been violated.

If it was in the early Ming Dynasty, Shuntian Mansion Yin would have already come to the door to arrest and ask for the crime. But now, when the silver is handed over, no one cares about it anymore.

Outside Fan's Mansion, soldiers stood at the entrances of important streets to maintain order.

There are many merchants near Chaoyangmen, especially Jin merchants, because the transportation here is convenient.

Starting from Chaoyangmen, it is connected directly to Tongzhou Port, which is the terminal of the Grand Canal in Beijing to Beijing.

Therefore, Chaoyang Gate is also one of the most prosperous gates of the nine gates in Beijing.

Therefore, the guards here are very strict.

On the wide streets, the walls of the street intersections were plastered with large, woodblock printed martial law notices.

In the past few days, more than 100,000 people have fled from Tongzhou and the eastern suburbs, and the imperial court cannot accommodate them, and many of them sleep under the eaves on both sides of the street.

Because it was cold, I was afraid of freezing to death, so I squeezed into a pile. They shivered, groaned, and sighed in the biting cold wind......

The women whispered to God, weeping sadly. The child shrunk into a ball in his mother's arms, crying and crying out for hunger, tearing the adult's heart apart.

Although the five cities have set up porridge factories for relief, there are still many people who can't eat enough porridge.

Dong Changqing, a thousand households in Jinyi, with a dou felt, a big hat, and an embroidered spring knife, led a joint law enforcement team mixed with soldiers from the Beijing camp, Jinyi Guard, and the soldiers of the Five Cities to patrol the streets, and the victims immediately endured patience and did not dare to say anything.

However, despite their fears, many of the victims knew that they had been sent by the imperial court to protect them.

Not to mention anything else, they were able to sleep on both sides of the street temporarily, which was the credit of these soldiers.

You know, those who can have a façade and yard along the street in the capital are all big families in the capital!

Can they allow the ant-eyed victims to sleep under their roofs?

Dream!

But with the appearance of these soldiers, many big families chose to ignore them, and some even symbolically gave some food to the elderly and children.

Xing, the people are bitter. Death, the people suffer.

Looking at all this, Dong Changqing's official boots stepped on the hard stone slab in the capital and shook his head slightly.

At the same time, the cold eyes were firmly fixed on the most majestic Fan Mansion on this street.

Despite the fact that there were soldiers and horses patrolling the city and it was forbidden to walk at night, the house still lived a life of drinking and drinking.

On more than one occasion, the soldiers patrolling the city could often hear the sound of silk and bamboo in the house and the gentle low singing, sometimes as thin as a strand of hair, as if there was nothing or not, and it was constantly curling.

It is conceivable that the people in the house are happily persuading people to drink and listen to songs, guessing and punching, and they are not talking about it.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

Very realistic portrayal.

PS: Zhuqing, the day after tomorrow will be on duty, you understand, ask for votes to support a wave......