Maybe everything that could be burned was burned out, and the fire was gradually controlled, and after everyone worked together to extinguish the fire, they carried out the bodies of Shen Yishi and Yun Niang.

Zheng Michang just glanced at it, then hurriedly looked away, and then ordered: "Find a good place and bury them together!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

After the subordinate received the order, he immediately left quickly.

"My lord, how should we write the next report?"

At this moment, a small official stepped forward, plucked up his courage, and asked.

"Idiot, do you still need this kind of thing to be taught by the official? Let's just say that this Shen Yishi can be self-immolated in fear of crime! ”

"Thank you, my lord, for the point, my subordinates will write according to your instructions."

Seeing that Zheng Michang gave exact instructions, the little official immediately left with a thousand thanks.

"Alas, is there a specific property count?"

Zheng Michang sighed helplessly, and then asked the accompanying officials.

"Lord Qiqi, it's been counted!"

"The cash silver, as well as silk and so on in the treasury, totaled seven million three hundred and sixty thousand taels, and according to the figures recorded in the land deed, there were almost 30,000 acres of land! In addition, before this, Shen Yishi also took out a large sum of silver to open up the joints for selling illicit salt and obtain salt leads, here are the detailed account books. ”

Seeing Zheng Michang's question, the little official hurriedly reported the numbers that had already been counted truthfully.

"What? Show the account books to the officer! ”

After listening to the report of the little official, Zheng Michang couldn't help but be shocked, and then snatched the account book from the little official's hand and began to carefully check every payment on it.

"What a damn thing! If only I had come earlier. ”

After Zheng Michang checked the account books, he couldn't help gritting his teeth.

"But it's kind of a trick, keep it, maybe you'll be able to use it sometime."

After comforting himself in this way, Zheng Michang immediately embarked on the road to the governor's palace.

……

"Your Excellency the Governor, this is the property that Xia Guan confiscated from this Shen Yishi's house!"

In the Governor's Palace, Zheng Michangzheng respectfully handed over the account book in his hand to Hu Zongxian.

Seeing this, Hu Zongxian put aside the teacup in his hand and took the account book from Zheng Michang's hand.

After a long time, I saw Hu Zongxian put down the account book and said slowly: "This Shen Yishi really doesn't know what to do, so he has to touch the business of selling illicit salt!" ”

"Yes, Lord Governor, the lower officials think so too."

Seeing this, Zheng Michang hurriedly responded.

"Okay, the official knows about this matter! Since it was an order issued by the elders, it was not easy for the official to ask anything, so you can do it yourself. ”

After Hu Zongxian finished speaking, he waved his hand and commanded.

"Your Excellency the Governor, the Commander wants to take out some of this and send it to your ......."

Before Zheng Michang's words were finished, he was interrupted impatiently by Hu Zongxian.

"Zheng Michang, put away your set in front of this official!"

Seeing that Hu Zongxian suddenly became angry, Zheng Michang's face showed a look of panic, and he hurriedly apologized: "The lower officials didn't notice it for a while, offended the governor, and asked the lord to calm his anger." ”

"Okay, let's get busy, this official has something to deal with next."

"Yes, Your Excellency Governor, the Governor will retire."

……

Recently, Yang Zongtai often feels depressed, since he made a contribution, under the recommendation of Qi Jiguang, transferred from Quanzhou to Nanzhili to serve as the Taifu Temple, he has become more and more sinister in officialdom.

Whenever it was his turn to be on duty, he trembled, walked on thin ice, and did not dare to relax at all!

For no other reason, Yang Zongtai's boss is a rather harsh person who can't tolerate any business trips from his subordinates at work! Once something goes wrong, you will be reprimanded and punished at worst.

And Yang Zongtai was a newcomer and didn't understand the rules, so he suffered a lot of reprimands and was also punished a lot.

If it weren't for His Majesty's consideration of the hard work of hundreds of officials, he showed great mercy and increased the officials' salaries, Yang Zongtai might not even be able to open the pot.

And just when Yang Zongtai was about to adapt to this kind of life, Nan Zhili had another big incident!

A part of the officials gathered together and set fire to the post station, almost burning Yan Maoqing, who was sent by the imperial court to collect salt taxes!

And after Yan Maoqing got His Majesty's will, he mobilized all the soldiers in the nearby guards and killed them on a large scale! The officials who killed the entire Nanzhili were terrified and panicked.

And Yang Zongtai was lucky to escape because of his low rank and low power.

"Lord Yang, I'm here to take over your shift!"

At this moment, a voice pulled Yang Zongtai out of his memory.

"Oh, it's Lord Li!"

Seeing this, Yang Zongtai hurriedly returned the salute, and then spoke.

"All the things that have been done here are on the table, Master Li, you can check them yourself."

"Where, Lord Yang is doing things, am I still not at ease?"

The visitor greeted with a smile on his face.

"What's going on in the city lately?"

Seeing this, Yang Zongtai immediately found a topic.

"Alas, it's still the same, wantonly implicated, those guards are either killing people, or on the way to killing!"

"I really don't know what those adults above think, they actually dare to move the officials sent by the imperial court to collect the salt tax! Now it's okay, everyone's life is sad. ”

When someone came to see Yang Zongtai asking, he immediately complained.

"Shhhhh

After listening to the complaints of his colleagues, Yang Zongtai hurriedly observed the surroundings and saw that no one was paying attention before he put his mind at ease.

"Oh, thank you Lord Yang for the reminder."

Seeing Yang Zongtai reminding him like this, he quickly reacted, knowing that he had lost his words, and his face was full of gratitude.

"It's not too early, Master Li, I'll retire first!"

"Lord Yang, go slowly."

After Yang Zongtai finished speaking, he left the government office that handled affairs without looking back.

……

When Yang Zongtai returned to his residence in the city, his wife immediately greeted him, her face full of concern.

"Husband, how is it, nothing happened today, right?"

Seeing the concern on his wife's face, Yang Zongtai couldn't help but be wrapped in a thick warmth in his heart, took his wife into his arms, and comforted him softly: "The current situation is quite stable, and it should be over soon." ”

"But husband, the concubine is still worried about you! According to the well-informed women, the situation in the city has become more and more serious lately. ”

"The officials sent by the imperial court to collect the salt tax are being implicated, and I heard that many big officials have been beheaded!"

"Otherwise, let's go back to Quanzhou, let's not be a big official, you go back and continue to be your magistrate!"

After Yang Zongtai's wife finished speaking, she threw herself into Yang Zongtai's arms and said in a trembling voice.

Yang Zongtai was keenly aware that his wife in his arms was not quite emotional, and her body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Yang Zongtai hugged his wife tighter, and said to himself silently: "If only the imperial court could make a decree and let me return to Quanzhou to take up my post!" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, this matter will be over soon."

Yang Zongtai looked at his wife's crying pear blossom with rain, gently patted her back with his hand, and comforted her softly.

After a long time, Yang Zongtai's wife gradually stabilized her mood, realizing what she had done before, and her face was full of shyness.

Perhaps infected by the previous atmosphere, the distance between the husband and wife is getting closer and closer.

"Dad, mother, what are you doing?"

At this moment, a childish voice sounded.

In an instant, the previous ambiguous atmosphere disappeared, and Yang Zongtai's wife immediately hid her face and ran away.

"You stinky boy, are you done with your homework today?"

Yang Zongtai was quite annoyed by this, looked at his son, and immediately asked.

(End of chapter)