"The eternal inheritance of the Ming Dynasty!"

Lan Bin reminded: "The imperial court collects commercial taxes, as long as the eyes are not blind, they know that it is beneficial and harmless to the imperial court. It's more in line with the emperor's wishes."

"Whoever opposes commercial taxes is against the emperor."

"Fighting against the court and the emperor for your own selfishness, do you think there will be a good result?"

"No, I have to persuade them, I can't be guilty of the emperor for a little silver." Lan Yu's face changed, and he put the Art of War in his hand on the table, got up and walked out of the study.

Lan Bin opened his mouth, wanting to say that it was so late, and it would be the same if he went again tomorrow, but seeing Lan Yu's anxious appearance, he finally endured it again.

He knew that with Lan Yu's urgency, even if he opened his mouth, he couldn't stop Lan Yu, so it was better to let Lan Yu persuade himself. If you can persuade those nobles to turn back, everything will naturally be fine.

If they can't be persuaded to come back, then they can only say that they died by themselves, and no one else is to blame.

In the end, Lan Bin watched Lan Yu leave the study, and then left the study with him.

At the moment of that night, Lan Bin, who had already sleazed, was dragged up from the bed by Lan Yu in a daze, and said angrily: "Dad, you don't go to sleep at night, what are you looking for?" ap.

"Bin'er, your uncles and uncles don't listen to persuasion, what can you do?" Lan Yu ignored Lan Bin's anger and said hurriedly.

Lan Bin was stunned and said, "You woke me up so late for this? Can't you say it tomorrow?"

"I can't wait for tomorrow, tell me about it!" Lan Yu said hurriedly.

Lan Bin tugged at the corners of his mouth, shook his head and said, "Dad, those uncles and uncles are not children anymore, if they don't listen to persuasion, who can change?"

"But—" Lan Yu frowned.

Lan Bin interrupted, "Besides, those uncles and uncles dare to oppose the imperial court's policy of levying commercial taxes in order not to pay taxes, how can you and I change it with a word or two of advice?"

"Can we just watch them be condemned to the emperor?" Lan Yu said unwillingly.

Lan Bin looked at Lan Yu and was silent for a moment before he said, "Dad, they won't necessarily be guilty of the emperor. Maybe when they see the emperor's determination, maybe they will wake up."

"The Emperor's Determination?" Lan Yu was puzzled.

Lan Bin nodded: "At present, it is the civil officials who are rushing to the front line of opposing commercial taxes, and the emperor must have a backhand. And those uncles and uncles have not yet spoken out against commercial taxes, and there is room for moderation."

"When they see the emperor's next move, they will make the right decision."

"Then what do you think the emperor will do next?" Lan Yu said thoughtfully.

Lan Bin shook his head and said, "Dad, there's no point in us guessing here, in two days, the emperor will make a move, and you will naturally know!"

"Okay, then you go to sleep! I'm going back!" Lan Yu saw Lan Bin yawning and didn't want to say anything, she was a little disappointed in her heart, she didn't embarrass Lan Bin, patted Lan Bin on the shoulder, and turned around and walked out of Lan Bin's bedroom.

Lan Bin yawned, followed and closed the bedroom door, went back to bed, and fell asleep. …………

On this day, the main hall got out of school early, and Lan Bin once again agreed with Zhu Xiongying to rest tomorrow and go out of the city to hunt at the meeting place, so he left the palace and came to the carriage waiting outside the palace.

Hop on a horse-drawn carriage and return to Lan Fu.

On the way, when Lan Bin was closing his eyes and recuperating, he heard a cry from outside the carriage, shouting injustice, opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the carriage, and saw a team of brocade guards, escorting a team of prisoners wearing shackles passing by.

I was curious, and when I was about to call Thursday to inquire about the situation, I inadvertently saw a familiar face in the brocade guards of the prisoners.

I couldn't help shouting, "Lord Mao, what's the situation?"

"It turned out to be Lan Baihu! You've just come out of the palace?"

Mao Xiang, who was leading the team to escort the prisoner, heard someone calling him at first glance, looked around, found Lan Bin's figure, came to the carriage, and said with a smile.

Lan Bin nodded, and said, "Lord Mao, what is this?"

"Oh, he is the same as Zheng Tuo, a member of the Ministry of Rites, and Hu Weiyong

Party. On the emperor's command, arrest Zheng Tuo's family and send him to prison!" Mao Xiang knew Lan Bin's identity, and he didn't hide it, and pointed to the middle-aged man who was wronged among the prisoners.

Hu Weiyong's comrades?

Lan Bin looked at Zheng Tuo, who was walking in the front and shouting that he was wronged, and pulled the corners of his mouth, I am also convinced, you want to frame him, can you find another crime?

Let's not mention that Hu Weiyong has been dead for two years, that is, he is just a foreigner from the fifth grade, and he is qualified to become Hu Weiyong's fellow party?

Before Hu Weiyong's death, he was the last prime minister, and he was a member of the first class.

Can you see it, a sesame mung bean-sized outsider?

And this Zheng Tuo, who seems to be the vanguard of the civil official group to impeach me and oppose the imperial court's collection of commercial taxes!

If you don't agree with each other, you will beat him into Hu Weiyong's accomplice, isn't this pressing people's IQ to the ground and rubbing it back and forth?!

Thinking about it, he looked at Zheng Tuo, who was being escorted by the brocade guard, and his family, and reminded vaguely, "Lord Mao, didn't you say that he was a member of the Ministry of Rites?"

"An official from the fifth grade, can he be Hu Weiyong's comrade?"

"Lan Baihu, don't underestimate this Zheng Tuo, this person is good at drilling camps, not only has something to do with Hu Weiyong, but also has something to do with many officials in the six departments of the imperial court." Mao Xiang said solemnly.

Lan Bin looked at Mao Xiang for a moment, and didn't know if what Mao Xiang said was true or not, especially Jin Yiwei, as Zhu Yuanzhang's eagle dog, played the trick of framing and framing Zhu Yuanzhang in order to realize Zhu Yuanzhang's intentions.

It made Mao Xiang's words a little less credible, and after thinking about it, he said cryptically: "Lord Mao, the court is in an eventful time, don't have unjust, false and wrongful cases!"

"Thank you Lan Baihu for the reminder!"

Mao Xiang understood in seconds, and after thanking him first, he changed his tone: "But Zheng Tuo is Hu Weiyong's comrade, not talking nonsense. Instead, there is the account book that Zheng Tuo once sent to Hu Weiyong with silver, and the exchange of letters is proof."

"It's me who is too talkative, and please don't blame Lord Mao!"

As soon as Lan Bin heard it, he knew that Hu Weiyong's hat with the party on Zheng Tuo's head could not be taken off. Regardless of whether the evidence that Mao Xiang said is false, as far as the situation is concerned, Mao Xiang and Jin Yiwei will also make the evidence true.

In other words, if Mao Xiang and Jin Yiwei dare to copy Zheng Tuo's home, they must have a backhand.

"Lan Baihu also cares about Jinyiwei, why do you blame him!"

Mao Xiao smiled and saluted again, "Lan Baihu, it's not too early, I still have something to do, so I'll go first!"

"Lord Mao, please!"

After Lan Bin returned the salute, he saw Mao Xiang turn around and join Jinyiwei, and after escorting Zheng Tuo and his family away, he glanced at Thursday who was waiting in front of the carriage and ordered, "Thursday, you go and check, how many people Jinyiwei has arrested today!"

"Yes, young master!" Thursday nodded, turned and trotted to arrange.

Lan Bin lowered the curtain of the carriage and said lightly, "Go home!"

"Yes, young master!"

The coachman outside the carriage replied and drove the carriage to the Blue Mansion.