It is normal for Yang Yong to convict Wang Zhengxiang of the silver that came out of his mansion as dirty silver without judicial conviction.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty were generally low, and a seven-grade supervision envoy was only a dozen taels of silver a year, while the silver tickets and jewels in Wang Zhengxiang's mansion were combined, even if they were not worth 100,000 taels, they were worth 50,000 or 60,000 taels.

Fifty or sixty thousand taels of silver are placed in the Jiangnan merchant family, which is nothing, but it can be placed on a seven-grade official from a poor background, that is, it is not the right way.

Therefore, Yang Yong characterized the silver as dirty silver, and Wang Zhengxiang was powerless to defend it.

"Obedience!" Yang Xiaoyu answered, asked the guards to step forward and pick up the silver tickets and jewelry, and left with Yang Yong's footsteps.

After walking a few steps, Yang Xiaoyu turned around and glanced at Wang Zhengxiang, there was a lot of unbearable in his heart, at this time Wang Zhengxiang looked sad and angry, and his expression was a little trance, it is no wonder that the original heart of loyalty to the monarch and serving the country was jointly framed by a group of corrupt officials and corrupt officials, Wang Zhengxiang was not only bitter and unbearable, but more worried about the future of the dynasty.

Yang Xiaoyu turned around and continued walking, sighing secretly in his heart, this is the so-called officialdom, dark and bottomless, if you accidentally step into it, you may be crushed.

Speaking from the heart, Yang Xiaoyu still has a good impression of loyal ministers, but it is limited to this, even if he does not frame him, there will be others to complete this matter, all this can only be said that Wang Zhengxiang's life should be like this!

It is foreseeable that in the near future, Wang Zhengxiang will be jointly impeached by officials of the three divisions of Zhejiang, and then the imperial court will definitely thoroughly investigate the case, and Wang Zhengxiang's hat of supervising the imperial envoy will soon be removed.

According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, Wang Zhengxiang 'embezzled' tens of thousands of taels of silver, and should be punished as a warning to the world.

Walking out of the gate of Wangfu, Yang Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, the Ming court has rotted from head to toe, even if Zhuge is in the world, it is difficult to have a way to save it, so it is better to endure the pain, cut off the rotten place, and stand after breaking.

This idea flashed through his mind in an instant, but he denied it in an instant, if you want to break it and stand up, you need not only extraordinary wisdom, but also great perseverance to succeed. And he doesn't know anything about governing the country, and it is really difficult to break through and then stand up.

There were three carriages parked outside Wang's mansion, and there were hundreds of soldiers around the mansion, Yang Yong and the other two adults gathered together and whispered a few words, sent the two away, and turned around and walked towards Yang Xiaoyu.

Yang Xiaoyu didn't have the slightest joy, and took a few steps forward and said, "Father, can this matter be done?" ”

Of course, Yang Yong knew what his son was asking, smiled slightly, and said: "Liang and Wang will arrange for Zhejiang officials to join Wang Zhengxiang together, and then Wang Zhengxiang will be dismissed from his official position even if he is not imprisoned. ”

Yang Xiaoyu nodded, he framed good people with a clear conscience, there should always be a little gain, now it seems that Yang Yong has not forgotten his credit, and the reward that belongs to him should not be less.

As for Wang Zhengxiang's future, will he be imprisoned and killed? These have nothing to do with him, all he does is to climb forward, and once the goal has been achieved, there is no reason to meddle in Wang Zhengxiang's affairs again.

"Father, after a tired night, the child will go home first!" Yang Xiaoyu said goodbye and instructed Wang Chong to take someone to send the 'dirty silver' to the Yamen of the Judge, and he took a group of guards back to the house to rest.

And the fire in the north of the city is still burning, and the firelight illuminates half of the sky, as if a corner of the sky is burned by fire, and the bright light in the dark night makes people's hearts palpitate.

Yang Xiaoyu sat in the carriage, swayed back to the house, and fell asleep.

Two days.

The streets of Hangzhou are boiling, and teahouses, taverns, and storytelling venues are all crowded with people, talking about last night's fire.

The fire burned in the north of the city for a day and night, burning more than 6,100 homes, and 35 men and women died.

This kind of natural disaster has not happened for decades, and the people believe that there are gods who raise their heads three feet, and that this catastrophe can be sent down by heaven, which is nothing more than the immorality of the Son of Heaven and the impropriety of the officials.

But in broad daylight, no one dared to say these words.

Jinyiwei has the responsibility of supervising local officials and people, and once there are fallacies to confuse the public, they can be killed on the spot.

Therefore, in some public venues, people can only be heard talking about the end of the fire, but they dare not comment at will.

Some of the more daring ones only whispered their opinions to their companions.

If today's son ascended the throne less than a year, Hangzhou will have such a catastrophe, the officials in the city have been frightened, the governor of Zhejiang this morning convened the chief of the three divisions, the prefect of Hangzhou, the commander of the left and right guards in Hangzhou, and the director of the Hangzhou Weaving Bureau. Go to the governor's yamen to discuss matters.

In order to prevent someone from taking advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble, the left and right guards sent patrol sergeants to patrol back and forth on the streets to deter the small night in the city. For a while, the rumors were loud, and the people living in the north of the city panicked, worried that the government would make up charges against them.

Yang Xiaoyu, who was in the mansion, was as usual, and after eating in the morning, he rushed to the station of the hundred households with people.

Hu Chenghe led the young and strong military households to repair the houses one by one, and asked the women, children and the elderly to clean up the nearby roads.

Half a month ago, the dilapidated hundred-household house was replaced by a renovated house, and the potholed path became a wide avenue.

All this was seen by Yang Xiaoyu!

At this time, in his eyes, the hundred households were just a little bit of appearance.

Now that the appearance is tidy, it is time to reorganize the armament, train the soldiers and horses, and strictly guard the dock.

There were more than 100 guards in the 100 households, and Yang Xiaoyu left four of them behind and asked them to guard the gate of the 100 households.

The remaining 100 guards, divided into two flags on the left and right, each flag has 50 people, Peng Deming's department patrols the dock at night, Chang Danian's department patrols the dock during the day, and the guards go to the dock to perform official duties, and must hang a saber on their waists, hold a spear, and wear a mandarin duck robe.

Yang Xiaoyu eliminated the drawbacks and asked the military households to expand the thatched huts on the docks and build a thatched hut courtyard.

Water and food were hoarded in the hut, and the guards ate three meals a day in the hut.

The open space in front of the hut is the training ground for the guards, and each guard must practice marksmanship for two hours a day.

After arranging all the chores, it was the middle of March.

The Hangzhou fire case was reported to the imperial court by the governor, but in the midst of the twists and turns, it was said that the natural disaster was a ruffian. Hooligans deliberately set fires, causing houses in the city to catch fire, causing thousands of houses to burn down and nearly 10,000 people without shelter and food.

The Hangzhou Political Secretary allocated two taels of silver to build a porridge shed next to the city gate to feed the victims. The yamen of the prefect of Hangzhou sent people to set up simple tents on the original site where the fire burned to ashes, and resettled the victims in it.

The government issued a list of documents to appease the people and actively provide disaster relief, which attracted unanimous applause from the people of Hangzhou.

Yang Xiaoyu sat in the back garden of his house, admiring the flowers in the courtyard, with a faint smile on his handsome face.

"Young master, the commander will let you go home!" Wang Chong hurriedly walked over and reported.

Half a month has passed since Wang Zhengxiang's incident, what is the matter with Yang Yong looking for him to return home?

Yang Xiaoyu's stretched brows furrowed slightly, a pair of dark and bright eyes flickered, pondered for a moment, and said, "Prepare the carriage!" ”

"Yes!" Wang Chong responded.

Yang Xiaoyu stood up, returned to the room to change into his regular clothes, and left the house in a carriage.

In the car, Yang Xiaoyu thought about it several times, but he didn't guess what Yang Yong was looking for him?

According to the time calculation, the excerpt of the impeachment of Wang Zhengxiang by Zhejiang officials should not have been sent to the capital, and it is impossible for the imperial court to send officials down to deliver the decree so quickly.