Chapter 1299: Little Pink's Backstage
Kunning Palace.
Liu Xiang learned that Wu Nian had returned, so she led the crowd out to greet her. At this moment, Wu Nian's face has looked a lot better, but it is still different from usual.
Liu Xiang was stunned for a moment, and then stepped forward happily, hugged Wu Nian's arm, and the emperor and queen entered the main hall of Kunning Palace together.
After sitting down, Liu Xiang asked happily, "Brother." Didn't you go out of the city to see some glass greenhouse? How to have a black face. ”
Wu Nian thought of the glass greenhouse, and his mood was a little better. By the way, I looked up at the doors and windows of Kunning Palace, and they were all installed with transparent glass.
Not to mention anything else, this winter can also be warmer.
Much thicker than paper paste.
And the light is good, too.
Wu Nian took a breath and told Liu Xiang what had happened.
"These damn profiteers." Liu Xiang was also angry and scolded. In the past, when they were farming in Beishanbao, they were not less affected by various price reductions from grain merchants.
This incident triggered her unpleasant memories.
"Brother, don't be angry. All of them were raided, and the confiscated assets were returned to the treasury. Maybe this time. Brother spends a lot of money to raise the price of food. Not only can the money be returned, but maybe a small profit can be made. ”
After Liu Xiang scolded, she comforted Wu Niandao. Then she said happily: "Brother." I'll pinch it for you. Comfortable and comfortable. ”
"Hmm." Wu Nian thought about it and couldn't help laughing.
The Cao family in Shanxi, the Wang family in Tianjin.
If anyone dares to play profiteers in front of me.
Take them all.
Confiscation of family property.
Queen Xiang'er is right, maybe she can make a small profit. The emperor and queen were warm every day, and the two came to the dormitory. Liu Xiang untied Wu Nian's clothes and asked people to bring the stove in.
Wu Nian was lying on the bed, she sat on Wu Nian's waist, and personally pinched Wu Nian's shoulders and massaged.
The Son of Heaven was furious, and blood splattered for hundreds of miles.
Liu Zhixing's guess is right, so much silver in the imperial court flows out, who doesn't blush when he sees it? Some officials are involved, some are greedy, some are big, and some are small.
With the strong action of the imperial court, countless officials and businessmen were arrested. For a time, the entire prison of the Criminal Department was overcrowded.
Inside and outside the capital, the wind is loud.
The next day.
Wang Jiadong, a Tianjin merchant, and three other Tianjin merchants were escorted to the vegetable market and beheaded.
It is a public execution.
At the entrance of the vegetable market, where the flow of people is most dense, a wooden platform is erected. There are soldiers guarding, overseers and beheaders, swordsmen and axes, and bulletin boards.
The notice on the bulletin board makes the truth of the matter very clear.
It is also clear who the person who killed it.
For a time, it attracted many onlookers. When they learned of the situation, the people cursed.
"What a profiteer. You deserve to end up like this. He even stole the money that the Son of Heaven distributed to the people. ”
"The grain is cheap and hurts the peasants. These people's families are so rich that they have to be greedy, and if they do these unconscionable things, they should go to eighteen layers of hell. ”
"Kill, kill."
The crowd of the people was so great that the soldiers had to exert all their strength to prevent the people from rushing to the stage and dismantling Wang Jiadong and others.
The four of Wang Jiadong were wearing prison uniforms, with a beheading sign around their necks, and their names and origins were clear.
The four of them looked at the surging crowd around them, and then thought that they were about to be beheaded. I can't help but feel like in a dream.
Not so long ago, we made a fortune.
Eat in the restaurant and listen to the little peach singing.
It's a man on top.
Tianjin has a big businessman with a head and a face.
Now, it ended up like this.
"Wang Jiadong. You've killed me. ”
"Wang Jiadong. You bastard. ”
The four of them gradually despaired, and broke out in despair, and the other three flattered Wang Jiadong on weekdays, and scolded Wang Jiadong at this moment, if it wasn't for the hands being tied, I was afraid that they would rush up and bite Wang Jiadong to death.
The sitting prison officer sneered when he saw the four dog-eat-dog. Then he raised his head and looked at the sky, saw the time, and ordered: "The hour has come, and the execution will be carried out." ”
"Ah!!!h
The knife and axe hand rose and fell, and Wang Jiadong and the four screamed miserably, and their heads rolled down.
"Okay."
"It's a good kill."
"It's good to die."
When the people saw this scene, they immediately applauded and let out a big sigh of evil. Immediately, the supervisor collected the soldiers, took away the bodies of Wang Jiadong's four people, and buried them in a mass grave.
This is just the beginning.
The Caishikou execution ground in the capital killed countless people, and the blood stained the platform red.
Wu Nian's knife is very sharp.
Heads rolling.
A bad breath came out, and Wu Nian's mood naturally improved.
Morning.
Inside the Qianqing Palace. Wu Nian had nothing to do, playing with an ordinary red tassel gun. After a set of marksmanship, the body warmed up.
"Da-da-da-da."
Hurried footsteps rang out. Wu Nian looked up and saw Chen Jiagui hurrying over under the leadership of the eunuch.
"Your Majesty. The background of the little pink is clear. Chen Jiagui stopped in front of Wu Nian, bent down and saluted, and told Wu Nian the information he had investigated.
At that time, Wu Nian assigned the Ouchi guards to do things, and this task finally fell on the Imperial City Division.
To inquire about the news, it is still a major of the Imperial City Division.
After Wu Nian listened, there was a look of surprise on his face, then he shook his head and said, "What a scum." ”
"Bring a guard. Let the widow see it with his own eyes. Wu Nian handed the red tassel gun in his hand to the eunuch beside him, clapped his hands, and went to the dormitory.
"Yes."
The eunuch saluted. Forthwith. Wu Nian sent someone to tell Liu Xiang first, and then changed his outfit in the palace, and took Chen Jiagui and the hundred inner guards and other very few people out of the palace.
The procession walked along the street for a long time and stopped at the entrance of a temple.
Wu Nian and Chen Jiagui sat in the carriage.
Wu Nian lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the Xiangguo Temple in front of him.
This temple is in the capital, no, probably the largest temple in the country, and it was enshrined by the royal family of Chu. The incense of the temple is in full swing.
Monks with fat heads and big ears go in and out.
One by one, the ladies and young ladies entered the temple to pay their respects with the support of the maidservants, and before leaving, they gave a lot of incense money.
In front of Xiangguoji Temple, there are vendors everywhere. There are those who sell food, there are those who sell incense and candles, and it is lively for twelve minutes.
"Your Majesty. The monks of Xiangguoji Temple operate the temple as an industry. The lot in front of this gate, the stalls of small vendors, all have to pay money to Xiangguo Temple. ”
Chen Jiagui said in a deep voice.
"Huh. They are better than widows. The widow's tax is not enough to collect from the petty traders. Wu Nian laughed and said.
No matter where you are, the god stick is the most profitable.
No matter what religion it is, there are a lot of people who are willing to give money.
Buddhism says.
There is an afterlife.
Who doesn't want to buy a rich fortune for their next life?
Bribing the Buddha.
When Wu Nian was in Liaodong, he vigorously rectified temples and Taoist temples. The religion of Liaodong is well-behaved and behaves with his tail between his legs.
He entered Hebei to rectify the rule of officials and went to Shanxi to govern the Yellow River and the Loess Plateau.
Forget about these fat-headed and big-eared monks.
They're dark.