Every drop of blood on Zhang Fujing's body was hot, but every nerve in his body was also tense and worried.

In order to become a Qin cha in the Guangdong Qing official Shilang of the five-grade household department, and to wear the Son of Heaven to "give the sword" in the name of walking in the imperial study, he went to Guangdong with the authority of disobedience and beheading below the third grade.

But is it really that easy? This only shows that Guangdong is probably a big net, a deadly net!

Zhang Fujing is afraid of death, but he is even more afraid of living up to the holy hope.

Looking at the envoy of Jinyi Weibei Town, who could make the Manchu Dynasty minister see it and remind him of the fear, Zhang Fujing said solemnly: "Wang Zhenfu, you and I are ordered by the emperor to be safe before arriving in Guangzhou Mansion." As long as Guangdong is not a major rebellion, this trip to Guangdong will not meet bandits with intentions! Today, the most important thing is the safety of the officers and soldiers who survived the Battle of Tuen Mun. Since he was ordered by the Holy Order, Wang Feng is a prisoner, please let the king pacify him! ”

Wang Zuo's previous kind smile had a little more sincerity, stared at him for a moment and said, "You should take the order!" Don't worry about walking, as soon as Wang Feng reported that he had entered the palace, His Majesty ordered the Fusi Banner School in Beizhen to go south first. ”

Zhang Fujing's heart was awe-inspiring: it was the day before he received the order.

There is also the Jinyi Weiling Lingnan Walk that was sent to Guangdong earlier...... When did this game of chess begin?

He looked back at the north, and only felt that the emperor who had promised him a special favor seemed to be looking at the south with deep eyes, but he should have seen farther than him, Zhang Fujing.

I don't know when His Majesty has been looking at the coast of the South Seas!

"Why did you still argue bitterly and refuse to retreat that day?" In Yang Tinghe's study, Yang Shen bowed his head again to listen to the training.

Yang Tinghe rarely showed restlessness and paced around: "Wei Zhi has never recommended you, and among the fifteen people, four people must not have recommended you. I told you a long time ago that Jiang Mian, Wang Qiong and others would deliberately kill you. With your temperament, with the current situation of Your Majesty and your father, you must be cautious in everything and learn from Liu Long! Your Majesty doesn't ask, doesn't say! If Yan Weizhong and Wang Boan are excluded, bear with it! ”

He stopped and looked at his son, worried and eagerly urged: "Bear with me! Endure! Endure! Remember! Remember! ”

Yang Shen was not completely stupid, and solemnly agreed: "My son knows." Tuen Mun was defeated, and the two Cantons seemed to have been eroded for many years, and His Majesty was furious. Zhang Fujing took the sword of the Son of Heaven to the south, and the envoy of Beizhen accompanied him to listen to the dispatch, which was an extraordinary time. ”

Yang Tinghe wanted to speak again and again, and he didn't dare to tell his son for more analysis.

It is a trivial matter to scare him, but now he has to go to the emperor's side every day to listen to errands, what if His Majesty says something?

This time, Yang Tinghe was really shocked by Zhu Houxi.

In the lobby of the Criminal Department that day, the emperor's on-the-spot response was only in line with the talent he showed when he quickly cut through the chaos and agreed on the ceremony, and the performances of Liang Chu, Yuan Zonggao, Yan Song, Jiang Mian and others were also for their own sake because of the emperor's power.

The ensuing eighteen chairs and the debate of the science of mind showed his wisdom in using yang strategy.

But what about now? It's just that Nie Shiping, the host and guest of the Ministry of Rites, and Liang Zhuo, the host and guest director of the Nanjing Siyi Pavilion, gave the Xinjun a few times in Zhengde's fifteen years.

What was the point that made the emperor concentrate on thinking and arranging this matter?

Or is it that at present, he has put a lot of power below in the palace every day, but every piece of music will be thought about and arranged accordingly?

I couldn't figure it out, so Yang Tinghe was cold.

This doubt, he was only afraid that he would have to take it to the coffin.

Yan Song thought that he had expressed some opinions on that song, so the emperor paid attention to it.

But he didn't dare to take credit.

He really didn't say much.

Therefore, it is even more terrifying that the emperor's calculating ability is in his heart.

"Dad, how do you see me practicing?" Yan Shifan threw a set of punches, one eye was dull, but the other was shining.

Yan Song came back to his senses, looked at him and said helplessly: "Being able to write and martial arts, it's not that you want to practice martial arts to strengthen your body, you might as well read more military books." What did you learn in the official school of the Jinyi Guard? ”

"Brother Lu taught me. Dad, you're not right! Even His Majesty runs to strengthen his body, and of course I have to practice martial arts. Now Brother Lu teaches me to practice martial arts, and I teach him knowledge! Naturally, I also have to learn the art of war, and I can also learn with Brother Lu at that time! ”

Yan Song smiled and asked him gently, "How is it over there?" Has anyone bullied you? ”

"Nope! I know that my father is a big celebrity next to His Majesty, who would dare to bully me? Someone bullied Brother Lu, but I also protected him! ”

Yan Song was shocked: "There are still people bullying Lu ...... Bright? ”

Yan Shifan's eyes burned: "Brother Lu secretly told me that only Commander Luo and Wang Zhenfu knew that he was His Majesty's milk brother. Wang Zhenfu also went to the official school to take a look when he was in Nanzhen Fusi before, and found fault and beat Brother Lu ......"

Yan Song was speechless for a while.

"Your Majesty has high expectations for Brother Lu! I explained the truth to him, and he worked hard with me. In the future, Brother Lu and I will be His Majesty's right-hand men, Dad, just wait to enjoy the blessings! When I grow up, there will be a day when I will be ordered to kill traitors with a sword in my hand and Brother Lu! ”

The little Qing'er has big ambitions, and Yan Song suddenly felt: Could it be that His Majesty also knows that his son is so smart when he is young, and he doesn't want him to bury his talent because of his crippled eyes?

The road of the imperial examination is not passable, but if it is the road of martial arts, there is no day when he will be knighted for merit.

Yan Song suddenly burst into tears.

The kneeling in the lobby of the criminal department is worth it.

At the gate of the Qianqing Palace, Wei Bin had been kneeling there for two hours.

The emperor never announced his audience.

Then he could only keep kneeling.

Gao Zhong didn't know why he suddenly came to kneel and begged to see him, but vaguely guessed that it might be related to Qincha's southward journey.

Even the envoys of Beizhen followed, what a big deal?

Could it be that Wei Bin is involved?

In the Dongnuan Pavilion, Zhu Houxi knew that Wei Bin was kneeling outside.

Continue to dry.

Six hundred and seventy-three people died, and Yuan Yao, like his father Yuan Guang, was also killed by the Portuguese guns.

Zhu Houxi didn't know that the first battle of Tuen Mun in the original history was also lost.

He only knew that the battle was won, and the Furang cannon was captured, and Jiajing later asked Xu Pengju to imitate it.

So he made that decree, but he didn't expect to lose.

Therefore, not only after the expulsion of the Portuguese, but also some people with good intentions should take the initiative to investigate the "responsibility for losing the land" of Guo Xun and Chen Jin.

Now there is a real need for victory, to break this situation out!

Wang Hong's blood letter, Zhu Houxi still doesn't dare to believe it all, but he believes most of it - because he saw a secret report that ordered Luo An to go to Guangdong to investigate after getting the song.

In fact, the soldiers of the coastal guard post were only one or two percent full, and the war preparation was deserted, and the Portuguese had already blocked the door of the house to collect protection money after entrenching in Tuen Mun Island.

robbery, murder, abduction and trafficking of women and children to Nanyang...... Accumulation of crimes, why did Liangguang turn a blind eye?

The income of the city department has plummeted, so just endure it?

So many small battles to expel the pirates from so many annual reports, have they really been fought? Where does the food go?

Now that Wei Bin took the initiative to kneel at the gate of the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Houxi's eyes became more and more indifferent.

"Get on your knees!"

In the city of Guangzhou, in the prison of the Yamen of the Imperial Palace, Wang Hong, who was shackled, was kicked in the crook of the leg by one of Wang Ziyan's personal soldiers, and fell weakly on the ground of the cell covered with a little hay.

"Wang Hong!" Wang Ziyan sat on the chair where the cell boss moved in, and looked at the front subordinate with a scab and cracked on the forehead with a calm face, and his expression was indifferent, "Your ship came back last, and you returned in defeat without asking for guilt first, why did your military intelligence report be sent out when the first batch of defeated troops just returned to Shuizhai and you haven't come back?" Without the signature and seal of the official, you will do everything to get rid of the crime! ”

Wang Feng didn't defend anything.

"Say! What exactly is written in your recital? ”

Wang Feng looked up at him, his eyes were full of death: "Zhentai ordered me to use the Heavenly Dynasty to serve as a dignified army, salute first and then soldier, and I want to get all the success within ten days." Since this battle is bound to be lost, why not write the military intelligence report first? I didn't plan to come back alive, but it was Yuan Qianhu who desperately turned around to rescue me that I was able to survive. ”

"I ask you what exactly you wrote!" Wang Ziyan gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice.

"Why is this battle going to be lost, and how can you win after defeat."

The prince stared at him gloomily, and said, "The Francois is no more than a desert island, and there are no more than ten boats. You have 30 warships and nearly 1,000 soldiers in Haiphong, why are you bound to be defeated? ”

Wang Hong's eyes showed sadness, and then he smiled sarcastically: "That year, the Furlong machine giant ship sailed into the Pearl River, and the sound of cannons shook the city. ”

"Bold!" Wang Ziyan's own soldiers immediately kicked him in the chest and abdomen.

Wang Feng hunched over, blood oozing from his clenched teeth, but he didn't exhale in pain.

Wang Ziyan's eyes became indifferent: "Wang Hong, you have studied hard for many years, and you finally climbed to the top of the fourth grade. Although he is now defeated, he can personally lead the army to charge and fight hard, and his guilt will not lead to death. It is a capital offense to just harass the local area and plunder the villagers to provoke a civil uprising. Your fellow merchants in Huizhou, when you went to Guangzhou, did not borrow your name as a deputy envoy. ”

Wang Feng stared at him with his face on the ground.

"You committed suicide in fear of crime with the intention of leaving a name of loyalty and bravery, but the evidence of the crime is conclusive, although your wife and daughter still live in Wuyuan, Huizhou, they are inevitably filled with crimes. The courtyard in the city is like a tiger. Hepu Zhuchi, Tan people are often lacking. Don't you care about any of this? Wang Ziyan said these follow-up plots indifferently, "As for the cause of defeat, it coincides with the turn of summer and autumn, the weather is changeable, and the storm at sea is unpredictable, so it is helpless." Wang Hong, how did you write your report? ”

Wang Feng clenched his teeth, his eyes were full of hatred, but it was not him.

Wang Ziyan's face sank deep again, and his eyes showed cruelty: "You really can't speak?" As a subordinate of the main station, you were ordered to go out on the expedition, and the battle report went straight to the pass without the Yamen of the platform, and the report was not enough to win the trust! ”

Wang Feng moved his gaze back to look at Wang Ziyan, his heart was sad.

Yuan Yao didn't understand that if Wang Feng couldn't win this battle, he would already die.

Or does he also understand that Tuen Mun Island is the land he guards, and he is actually in a certain death situation, so he might as well die on the battlefield with him Wang Hong.

I hate it!

Wang Feng slowly curled up the corners of his mouth with blood stains, and looked at Wang Ziyan contemptuously: "Then what are you afraid of?" ”

The prince was furious: "Torture! ”

In the deep prison was the deputy envoy of Guangdong who had to pry out the contents of the military intelligence report from Wang Hong's mouth.

I don't know the content, how do you decide what to do later?

Cover it all? It's too hard.

Fu Lun, a eunuch in Liangguang in the main town, said that two Jinyi Wei Baihu came to Guangdong last month with a few flag schools, and they are missing.

Funing Hou Zhu Qi has already sent a letter to Guo Xun, the Marquis of Wuding, who participated in the national policy meeting.

Zhang Zhen, the governor of Liangguang, said: Chen Jin, the imperial history of the left capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, was guilty of being in office.

And the deeds of the new monarch who drove away the Ministry of Rites and suppressed Yang Tinghe when he first ascended to the throne have now spread to Liangguang.

Now, the emperor is staring at Liangguang.

Wang Ziyan stood up impatiently and rushed over to pinch Wang Hong's throat: "You still don't recruit?" ”

"Stop!"

A loud shout came from behind him, Wang Ziyan turned his head suddenly, and a flying fish suit came into view, and his pupils shrank.

Then, an even more dazzling bright yellow color occupied his gaze.

"Qin sent Guangdong Tuen Mun Fu Lang Ji War Supervisor, the Imperial Study walked Zhang Fujing sat down, and Jinyi Wei Lingnan walked Zhao Jun, and was ordered to detain Wang Hong, a prisoner in the Tuen Mun Naval Battle!"

It was a seal box painted with gold lacquer, and the box was engraved with eight big characters: Qin ordered to walk, such as I came in person!

The prince said that his heart was cold, but he could only kneel down first: "The minister Guangdong raised the sentence according to the prosecutor's envoy and asked Sheng'an, long live Your Majesty!" Banzai! Hooray! ”

The torture of criminal ministers has his own reasons, and Wang Ziyan is not too worried about this.

It's just that why did the Chin Cha come so quickly? Who is this Jinyi Wei Lingnan walking Zhao Jun?

On the torture rack, a line of tears slipped from the corners of Wang Hong's eyes, submerged in blood.

Outside the gate of the Qianqing Palace, Wei Bin's forehead was also bleeding, and he was still knocking.

Zhu Houxi frowned: "Don't get dirty, come in and present it." ”

After kneeling for more than three hours, Wei Bin was finally able to stand up and walk into the Qianqing Palace.

The pain in the knees, the soreness in the leg bones, and the panic in my heart.

After entering the Dongnuan Pavilion, he had to grit his teeth and kneel down first, Zhu Houxi frowned: "Just stand and say." ”

"Slave and maid, thank you for your grace." Wei Bin really cried tears this time.

Zhu Houxi stared at him: "Now that you understand how difficult it is for me to protect you, then don't hide a word!" If you don't say it, someone will also lift the fig leaf that wants to cover up from Guangdong again, and let me see how rotten the Ming Dynasty is! What kind of people are they who are ungrateful and bring disaster to the country and the people! ”

Wei Bin trembled and took out a few notebooks from his sleeve and bent down to hold them.

"Since the first year of Zhengde, the roster of foreign ministers in the palace has changed, the accounts have been purchased, tributes have been paid from all over the country, and slaves and maids have been compiled into a book. In the meantime, how much ink is greedy, the slave and maid do not know, but the benefits of Guangdong City, Hepu Nanzhu, Foshan ironware, since Qian Ning, Jiang Bin gained power, the slave and maid know all about this. The slave was ashamed of the first emperor, and at that time he also got filial piety from it. Although most of them have been entered into the secret vault, their sins will eventually be blamed, please send them down! ”

He still knelt down, and Huang Jin awe-inspiringly took the booklets from his hand and presented them to the imperial case.

Zhu Houxi slowly opened the first booklet, Guangzhou Bosi.

From the first year of Zhengde to the present, he has been promoted and managed. In the second year of Zhengde, a total of 770,000 taels of silver were released into Beijing, and the silver storage in Guangdong for many years was emptied, which corroborated Wang Hong's statement. Since then, three out of ten have been drawn, nearly 30,000 taels a year. In the ninth and tenth years of Zhengde, it rose to nearly 50,000 taels. Later, it decreased by nearly 10,000 taels a year, and last year it was less than 10,000 taels. Reason: The sea is getting heavier.

The second booklet, Hepu and other pearl pools.

From the first year of Zhengde to the present, he has served as a Zhuchi eunuch. The ninth year of Zhengde is the highest year of output in the Zhengde year, but the 14,000 taels of Nanzhu is only half of the 12th year of Hongzhi. After that, there were no outputs in some years, and those that did produce were only three or four thousand taels at most. Causes: natural disasters, pirates, bandits, looting.

The third booklet, Foshan Ironware.

Because of the rise of Foshan iron ware when Zheng He went to the West, it is mainly pot. The imperial pot in the palace, the military pot of the military department, the official pot of the Ministry of Industry, and the sacrificial vessel of the Ministry of Rites are basically the high-quality Fushan wide pot. From the first year of Zhengde to the present, the total amount of purchase and tribute has reached nearly 10 million taels.

The fourth booklet, Guangdong Salt Law Road.

The officials of the salt law road located in the magistrate sequence, and the supervisors of each salt field located in the eunuch sequence. Among them, the stove households, the salt produced, the salt introduced, and the permitted salt merchants were all sorted out in detail. The salt tax revenue accounts for almost half of the real silver revenue of the Ming Dynasty, and the amount of regular salt and surplus salt levied in Guangdong is gradually decreasing every year. Causes: natural disasters, pirates, bandits, looting.

Zhu Houxi closed the book, closed his eyes, and recalled the data.

Among the 13 provinces of the Ming Dynasty, Guangdong is on the border and has always been regarded as a wild place, and exile to Lingnan has become a proper noun. Because of this stereotype, Guangdong's land taxes and taxes handed over to the central government have always been at the bottom of the country.

Coupled with the typhoon, the "Lingnan barbarians" bandits, Haikou, and the real silver that Guangdong can hand over every year adds up to more than 100,000 taels.

Zhu Houxi opened his eyes and asked, "When Wang Shouren was governor of Southern Jiangxi, he also mentioned the dispute between Huaiyan and Guangdong?" ”

"It does. There are few salt merchants in southern Gansu, and the salt of the military and civilians is actually all dependent on Guangdong. In the second year of Zhengde, there was too much salt accumulation, and the imperial court allowed it to be sold outside the province. Guangdong salt entered Jiangxi in a big way, and at that time, the governor of southern Jiangxi asked Guangyan to sell it to Lianghuai on the grounds of raising military rations, but the governor of Jiangxi refuted it. The dispute between Huai salt and Guangdong salt has not been broken today. ”

Zhu Houxi sneered: "Guangdong salt can be sold to the Huai salt production area, and Guangdong Salt Law Dao can't pay salt in real amount every year." ”

Wei Bin bowed his head and said nothing.

"Natural disasters, pirates, bandits, what an excuse." Zhu Houxi sneered, "Look, it's not all about money. ”

Times have changed, navigation technology has improved, and the east-west route is smoother than in previous eras.

Guangdong has long ceased to be a land of poor mountains and rivers on the edge of the empire. Liu Jin was able to scrape out 770,000 taels at one time, and then how poor he was every year?

This is still the lowest poor place in the two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty, but this bad debt seems to be enough to calm down the enthusiastic Xinjun.

Turning over these rotten meats, how skinny is Daming's reality?

Zhu Houxi saw it and looked at Wei Bin coldly: "You will pay for the food for the re-battle this time." ”

Wei Bin let go of his heart and thanked him with tears in his eyes.

In his opinion, the emperor was still willing to save their lives after all.

In Zhu Houxi's view, money is more important than their lives, and it is more important to keep their lives and often dig out some information.

After this time, Wei Bin and the others probably can't dig up much silver, so what's the use of killing them?

So next, Xun Qi, Wenchen and military generals, is there anyone who understands the situation and crawls over to break the fortune and eliminate the disaster?

Someone is calculating economic accounts for Zhu Houxi: Ten times the annual income, you see, is it possible?

In front of real money, whether it is a civil minister, a military general, or a nobleman, or a minister, most of them will faint.

And then: Hey! You say it's not wonderful, the income is always so stable!

After Wei Bin left, Zhu Houxi slowly walked to the eaves outside the gate of the Qianqing Palace and looked up at the night sky.

That's it?

I've seen a lot! Have you ever heard of the financial crisis?

Today's 12,900 words, 10,000 + 1 per day, the alliance leader owes more -1 = 9. Ask for a commuter pass!

(End of chapter)