Chapter 412: Kneel

"Lord Liang, you are so bold! As the envoy of the two Huai salt, he didn't want to serve the court, and he actually sat back and watched the two Huai salt politics erosive, are you worthy of the court and the people of the Ming Dynasty? ”

Facing Chen Yue's questioning, Liang Huan's calm face turned red, and his chest rose and fell and made a snoring sound.

Shameless Ruoss!

"Pingnanhou, are you talking about yourself?" Trying hard to calm down his breathing, Liang Huanping asked coldly.

"Before Pingnanhou didn't come to Yangzhou, everything was calm in Yangzhou and even the entire salt area. The stove households boiled salt to make salt, sold salt for grain, and lived a quiet and peaceful life; The salt merchants bought salt to pay a large salt tax for the imperial court, and transported the salt to various places and delivered it to the people.

The salt merchants of the stove households and even the yamen at all levels of the salt transportation envoys, everyone performed their duties, and the whole Lianghuai was quiet and peaceful.

But since Pingnanhou came to Yangzhou, all this has changed. You framed the crime of raiding the mansions of the salt merchants, wantonly arrested the families of the salt merchants, and made the salt merchants unable to do business normally, so that the salt of the two Huai could not be transported.

The price of salt in the provinces has risen rapidly, and the people cannot afford to buy salt and eat tasteless meals. The salt that the stove households in the salt area had worked hard to boil could not be sold, and there was no silver to buy grain, so that most of the stove households could not eat and rioted, resulting in Dongtai County being attacked by the mob, and the county order and officials were martyred.

All of this is caused by your wanton behavior by Pingnanhou, and the erosion of the two Huaiyan politics is caused by you. Are you going to throw the black cauldron on my head now? ”

Liang Huanping pointed at Chen Yue and reprimanded him sharply, and the more he spoke, the more angry he became.

"Hehe, in this way, all this is Ben Hou's responsibility?" In the face of Liang Huanping's accusation, Chen Yue was not angry, and asked with a smile.

"Humph!" Liang Huanping snorted coldly and turned his head. The attitude is very obvious.

Looking at Chen Yue's actions, it was clear that he wanted to dump all the black pots on himself, and since this was the case, Liang Huanping was no longer polite. What if you are a marquis, this official is a three-grade salt transport envoy, and he is directly under the control of the imperial court!

"According to what Lord Liang said, everything in Yangzhou and the entire Lianghuai Salt District was peaceful. The official wanted to know, why did the vast majority of stove households boil the sea to make salt all day long, burned their eyes, tired and bent their spines, and couldn't even eat enough for their families after paying the salt class all year round?

Why do some people don't boil a pound of salt, but they eat a lot of brains and fattening their families?

Why is it that the salt handed over by the stove households is only about ten wen a catty, but when they arrive in the mainland, the people have to spend hundreds of wen to buy a catty of salt, and they can't afford to buy much salt when they take out most of their savings for a year, so they can only eat a meagre meal?

Why is it that according to the imperial court's salt system, the annual salt tax is at least 10 million taels of silver, and the actual salt tax collected is only one-tenth, where does this other salt tax go, and whose pockets do it go into? ”

Chen Yue's words smashed into Liang Huanping's heart like a hammer, and he was stunned!

This, this, this, this is clearly going to open the knife to the entire salt government! But does your surname Chen have this ability?

The salt administration involved millions of stove households and salt people in the salt area, countless officials and servants, and the people of the entire Ming Dynasty. The salt tax was the most important tax of the imperial court, accounting for half of the imperial court's revenue.

Even when Zhang Juzheng, the first assistant of the Wanli Dynasty, did not dare to change the salt system casually, you Chen Yue was just a stinky kid, and he dared to overthrow the entire salt government with the trust of the emperor with a few merits? I really don't know how thick the sky is!

Liang Huanping shook his head and ignored Chen Yue anymore. An ignorant man who doesn't know the height of the sky, and see how long you can toss!

"What? Didn't Lord Liang give me an explanation for my questioning? Chen Yue asked coldly.

"What's the statement? Since Taizu set up a household registration, the soldiers and craftsmen of the soldiers and salts have their own duties, and they only need to do their own things. Liang Huan said flatly.

"In this way, the salt people of the stove household should be poor by nature, and they should be exploited by those salt merchants? Farmers in the interior are also born poor, so they should not be able to eat salt? Chen Yue asked.

"What Ping Nanhou said is beyond your duty, and it is not within the scope of your authority. Adjusting yin and yang and balancing the world is the responsibility of the imperial court and the ministers, not you and me.

As the governor of Jiangbei, Lord Hou, it is your duty to prepare your army for war, resist strong enemies in the north, and wait for an opportunity to recover the lost rivers and mountains, not to take advantage of the salt merchants.

As a salt transport envoy, it is the duty of this official to ensure the smooth operation of the salt administration of the two Huai provinces, to ensure that the people of the world have salt to eat, and to make the imperial court collect salt taxes. ”

Liang Huan said lightly, hiding needles in his words, pointing out that Chen Yue exceeded his authority and acted arbitrarily.

"Hehe, a good one to ensure that the people have salt to eat, to ensure that the court collects salt taxes, to listen to Lord Liang's words, he looks like a virtuous minister who is loyal to the monarch and serves the country, but why is he not doing what a virtuous minister should do?" Chen Yue sneered.

"What does Pingnanhou mean? What kind of things did this officer do? Liang Huanping shouted angrily.

"See for yourself what you have done!" Chen Yue got up and walked to the desk, took a file from the table, and threw it into Liang Huanping's arms.

Liang Huanping flipped through the dossier, his eyes widened suddenly, and his whole body trembled like chaff, just for a moment, sweat rolling down his cheeks on his forehead.

"Liang Sanping is your cousin, as the inspection of the Rugao Salt Inspection Division, colluding with Wang Xian, suppressing ordinary stove households, there are seven or eight lives committed in his hands, and he also colluded with smuggler salt dealers to collect bribes to open the door for his convenience, and the bribes collected every year are no less than 100,000 taels, most of which are sent to his hometown in Zhejiang and sent to your Liang Huanping's home! Liang Sanping's testimony is here, and he himself has also been taken into custody, and there are all human and material evidence.

You, Liang Huanping, are a salt transport envoy, but you resell salt and make hundreds of thousands of taels of silver every year, and I have several testimonies of bribing salt merchants to you, and they are all in my governor's palace, do you want to call them to confront you?

Everything else is on top of this file, and every item written on it is well documented, and there are human and material evidence.

Lord Liang, according to the law of the Ming Dynasty, how should the imperial court deal with these things you have committed? Do you still dare to say that you are a virtuous minister, and you still dare to admit your innocence? ”

Chen Yue's words hit Liang Huanping's heart like thunder, scorching him on the outside and crumbling on the inside.

Unexpectedly, in just a few months, Chen Yue checked himself clearly, but he didn't know anything about the other party's movements, and he didn't know that the other party had already targeted him.

Liang Huanping naturally knew that all the things in this file were done by himself, and if he was stabbed in the imperial court, he would rely on these charges to return to his hometown, but it would not be as simple as dismissing the official and returning to his hometown, and at least he would have to end up in exile for 3,000 miles.

At this moment, Liang Huanping only felt that all thoughts were lost, his body was weak, and he slowly knelt on the ground.