From the moment Wang Ting and Yan Maoqing rushed to the Weaving Bureau in a sedan chair and saw the current situation, they knew that it was too late.

At this time, the weaving bureau had already been surrounded by heavily armed soldiers, and from time to time someone was escorted out of the weaving bureau by the soldiers.

When Yan Maoqing saw this scene, he couldn't help but turn pale, tremble, and muttered to himself: "It's over, it's all over now!" ”

You must know that the Weaving Bureau is under the control of the palace, and since Zhao Zhenji dares to personally lead troops to surround the Weaving Bureau in broad daylight, he must rely on it.

Thinking of this, Yan Maoqing couldn't help but feel a burst of despair, at this moment, what he was most afraid of was Pang Qian, the chief eunuch of the Weaving Bureau, who was climbing and biting indiscriminately in order to reduce his responsibility.

Once the matter is revealed, then waiting for him Yan Maoqing's fate is only a dead end!

The more Yan Maoqing thought about it, the more frightened he became, and just as he took a deep breath and wanted to pretend to be calm, follow the pace of Wang Ting, and walk towards the weaving bureau, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

But fortunately, the attendant on the side was quick and stepped forward in time to help Yan Maoqing.

Compared with Yan Maoqing, Wang Ting's side is not much better, and at this moment, he looks like he is not giving up.

When the two arrived at the gate of the weaving bureau, they were quickly stopped by the guards guarding the door.

The soldiers guarding the door saw that Wang Ting and Yan Maoqing were wearing scarlet official uniforms, and their rank was not low, so they didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and after confirming the identities of the two, they went in to report.

While waiting for the soldiers to go in and report, I saw Yan Maoqing turn around, look at Wang Ting on the side, and asked, "Lord Wang, you say, will Gonggong Pang ...... there?"

Yan Maoqing's words were not finished, but Wang Ting sighed helplessly, and said slowly: "Alas, let's take one step at a time!" ”

Soon after this, I saw the soldier who had gone in to report quickly came to the two of them, bowed down, and said respectfully: "Two lords, the governor said, you can go in, he is waiting for you in the hall!" ”

When Wang Ting and Yan Maoqing heard this, after glancing at each other, they immediately stepped into the weaving bureau.

……

After passing through the weaving workers' place and through a long corridor, Wang Ting and Yan Maoqing arrived at the hall of the weaving bureau where they were entertained.

As soon as they came to the hall, Wang Ting and Yan Maoqing were keenly aware that three eyes fell on them.

These three lines of sight came from Zhao Zhenji, who was sitting on the main seat, and Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou on both sides.

Then, I saw that the two of them gathered their minds, stepped forward, bowed to Zhao Zhenji, and said, "I've seen the governor!" ”

When Zhao Zhenji heard this, he glanced over Wang Ting and Yan Maoqing respectively, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "What are you doing when you two adults come to the Weaving Bureau?" ”

When Wang Ting heard this, after organizing the language in his mind, he mustered up the courage to step forward and asked, "Patrol ...... Lord Governor, after learning that you personally led troops to surround the Weaving Bureau, the lower officials hurried here! ”

When Wang Ting said this, he paused, and then continued to add: "You must know that the weaving bureau is under the control of the palace, will it be a little inappropriate for you to do this, in case the time comes, ......."

When Zhao Zhenji heard Wang Ting's words, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face, and he turned to speak: "So Lord Wang is here to ask this official Xingshi for his guilt?" ”

When Zhao Zhenji's words fell, Wang Ting's face couldn't help but flash a trace of panic, only to see him wave his hand, and explained in a loud voice: "Patrol...... Governor, you misunderstood, the lower official didn't mean that, the lower official just thought ......"

Zhao Zhenji took in the expression on Wang Ting's face, and interrupted mercilessly: "Lord Wang doesn't need to say it anymore, this official has his own measure!" ”

"Pang Qian, as the chief eunuch of the Weaving Bureau, not only did he take bribes, but also trusted traitors, making the entire Weaving Bureau miserable, and this official will truthfully report his crimes to the court!"

Seeing that Zhao Zhenji had already said this, Wang Tingxin couldn't do anything, and if he continued this topic, it would only increase his suspicions.

Subsequently, I saw him come back to his senses and laugh twice to ease the embarrassing atmosphere at the scene: "Since the governor has decided, it is not good for the lower officials to interfere!" ”

"The governor is busy with affairs, and the lower officials are not good to disturb too much, so I will leave first!"

After the royal court, Yan Maoqing on the side also followed closely to express his intention to Zhao Zhenji.

When Zhao Zhenji heard this, he nodded, and said in response: "Well, the two adults go slowly!" ”

When the words fell, Wang Ting and Yan Maoqing bowed their hands to Zhao Zhenji and Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou on the side, respectively, and left the hall.

After that, I saw Qi Jiguang on the side with a puzzled look on his face, looked in the direction where Zhao Zhenji was, and asked: "Lord Governor, you said that Lord Wang and Lord Yan, what are you doing in the Weaving Bureau at this time, the key is that they left without saying a word!" ”

When Zhao Zhenji heard this, after thinking for a while, he stroked his beard and responded with a smile: "According to this official, they came to the Weaving Bureau just to find out about the current situation!" ”

When Zhao Zhenji said this, a subtle look flashed in his eyes, and he said secretly: "It's a pity that you are the officials sent by the imperial court to investigate the case, and this official can't move you for the time being, otherwise you will be with Pang Qian, the eunuch in charge of the Weaving Bureau!" ”

After Wang Ting and Yan Maoqing returned to the post station, they soon learned another unfortunate news from their subordinates.

That is, at present, the government of Zhejiang has sent a large number of officials and soldiers to launch a severe crackdown on those merchants who buy raw silk from the hands of the people at low prices.

After learning the news, the expressions on the faces of the two suddenly became extremely desperate, which meant that all the previous plans had been in vain.

After all, without the help of the "head snake" of the Weaving Bureau, the power that Wang Ting and Yan Maoqing can mobilize in their hands will also be greatly reduced.

At the moment, the only people they could use were the guards and officials they had brought.

And those businessmen, once they don't have the Weaving Bureau as a backer, under the continuous attack of the government, they will soon be reduced to a plate of loose sand, and then they will be broken one by one.

What makes Wang Ting and Yan Maoqing even more desperate is that at the moment, not only Ma Ningyuan's case has failed to implicate more people, but they are even responsible for this failure.

After all, this time, many people in the court are involved, and if they can't successfully complete the task and satisfy their appetites, then Wang Ting and Yan Maoqing, as the main responsible persons, will definitely be liquidated.

When the time comes, there is only a dead end waiting for them!

……

Gradually, the sky darkened in the study of the Doge's Palace.

The two account books that were previously found from the room of Pang Qian, the chief eunuch of the Weaving Bureau, were lying quietly on the bookcase in the room at this moment, and Zhao Zhenji's face was full of hesitation.

Zhao Zhenji's original plan was to capture the thief and capture the king first, and take the first step to control Pang Qian, who was the chief eunuch of the Weaving Bureau.

Then he freed up his hands and slowly dealt with those merchants who tried to buy raw silk from the people at a low price.

Once those businessmen don't have the weaving bureau as a backer, they will naturally be vulnerable.

In this way, the raw silk in the hands of the people can also be successfully preserved.

But when he searched the Weaving Bureau, he accidentally found these two account books from the secret compartment of Pang Qian's room, and this sudden change made Zhao Zhenji not know what to do.

Zhao Zhenji knew very well in his heart that once he handed these two account books to His Majesty, he would definitely set off a bloody storm in the court!

Although you will make a contribution and be in the limelight, you will also attract the hostility of others.

For a long time, Zhao Zhenji has pursued the strategy of protecting himself, trying not to be in the limelight, and everything is based on the premise of ensuring his own survival.

Try to be as good as possible with people on weekdays, if you are unfortunate enough to make enemies with others, you must strike first, and kill him before the other party has time to do it!

In this way, Fang was able to survive the treacherous and changeable officialdom.

After struggling for a long time, I saw Zhao Zhenji come back to his senses, take a deep breath, and muttered to himself silently.

"This time is different from the past, this official is now the governor of Zhejiang and the governor of Zhejiang, and he is a veritable feudal official, so he doesn't have to be as cautious as before!"

"Everything in this official is given by His Majesty, without Your Majesty, there would be no official today!"

"Besides, since it is a feudal territory, you need to be unconditionally loyal to Your Majesty!"

After that, I saw Zhao Zhenji suppress all the chaotic thoughts in his heart, spread out the pen and paper, and wrote a reply.

"Your Majesty, in recent times, in Zhejiang, there are many businessmen under the banner of the Weaving Bureau, vainly trying to buy raw silk from the hands of the people at a low price, these businessmen in order to buy raw silk, do everything they can, so that the people's resentment boils."

"In order not to further deteriorate the situation, in desperation, Wechen chose to arrest Pang Qian, the chief eunuch of the Weaving Bureau, and related people related to this case!"

"I only need to give Weichen a while longer, and I will definitely be able to wipe out those businessmen!"

"In addition, Wei Chen also found two account books in the secret compartment of Pang Qian's room, one of which is an open account and one is a dark account, and the things recorded in these two account books are very different, only in July, there is a difference of more than 12,000 silks!"

"At present, there are 420,000 pieces of silk in the treasury of the Weaving Bureau, and this matter is very important, and Wechen does not dare to make a decision, and now Wechen has handed over the two account books of the Weaving Bureau, together with this letter, to His Majesty!"

When the last word fell, Zhao Zhenji couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then, I saw that he carefully checked the content of the letter from beginning to end, and only after confirming that it was correct, did he put the brush in his hand back to its original position.

After the ink on the paper dried, I saw Zhao Zhenji solemnly put it into the envelope, and called his cronies, pointed to the two Weaving Bureau account books on the bookcase, and said with a solemn face.

"Do you understand that this letter, together with the two account books on the table, will be handed into the hands of His Majesty, and no one shall pass through the hands of the middle?"

When the visitor heard Zhao Zhenji's words, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly leaned down and promised: "Yes, my lord, the little one will definitely send these two things to His Majesty's hands safely!" ”

After the visitor left the study, he rode on the fast horse that had been prepared and marched towards the official road.

……

Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace.

Since the birth of the child in the womb of the imperial concubine Shen, Jiajing has often run to the side of Ganlu Palace, and sometimes even lives there directly.

However, there were some things that were not suitable to be mentioned in front of the imperial concubine Shen, and Lu Fang didn't want to disturb Jiajing's interest, so he always waited until Jiajing returned to the Qianqing Palace before reporting to him.

I saw Lu Fang take a step forward, came to Jiajing's side, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, there is news from Banzhou, this is Feng Yue, the governor of Huguang, who sent you a handwritten letter!" ”

After Lu Fang finished speaking, he took out the envelope from his sleeve and respectfully handed it to Jiajing.

When Jiajing heard Lu Fang's words, the whole person suddenly became interested, and immediately, he saw him put down the music in his hand, looked in the direction where Lu Fang was, and commanded: "Oh, Feng Yue's letter, show it to me!" ”

After Jiajing took the envelope from Lu Fang's hand, he opened it and began to browse the contents on it, only to see that it was written.

"Your Majesty, the remaining seven small toasts with different surnames in Banzhou have been successfully eradicated, and the property confiscated from their homes is still in full swing because the number is too huge......

After Jiajing finished reading all the contents of the letter, he put it aside and said with emotion: "Well, this Feng Yue, well done!" ”

From the moment the letter was handed out, Lu Fang was secretly observing the expression on Jiajing's face, and seeing Jiajing's dragon face was happy, Lu Fang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, after Lu Fang organized the language in his mind, he stepped forward and asked cautiously: "The slave dares to ask Your Majesty, can it be the local Banzhou, the seven small toasts with different surnames, have the results?" ”

Hearing this, Jiajing nodded, then handed the letter to Lu Fang's hand, and then said, "Lu Fang, take a look for yourself!" ”

When Jiajing's words fell, I saw Lu Fang respectfully take the letter from Jiajing's hand and read it carefully.

After a long time, I saw Lu Fang put down the letter, with a happy face, and immediately complimented: "Your Majesty's move is for the people of Banzhou, and it is also for my Ming Dynasty, eradicating a cancer!" ”

"The people of the local area will all be grateful for His Majesty's kindness, so much so that they ......"

Before Lu Fang's words were finished, Jiajing waved his hand and interrupted: "Okay, let's get here first!" ”

Then, I saw Jiajing's words change sharply, and he continued: "By the way, Lu Fang, I ask you, how is the printing of the newspaper now?" ”

Seeing that Jiajing suddenly mentioned this matter, Lu Fang didn't dare to hide it in the slightest, and immediately revealed the current progress and inventory.

"Your Majesty, at present, the Information Agency is working overtime to do its best to print, and this third issue of Daming Daily will be officially issued soon!"

After Jiajing learned the news from Lu Fang's mouth, he nodded, and then followed up with the order: "The simpler the content, the better, the part of the newspaper for the people, the illustrations on it must be as concise and interesting as possible!" ”

"Let them also know through the newspaper the news that the imperial court has decided to exempt the people of the world from paying taxes for one year!"

When Lu Fang heard Jiajing's words, he immediately lowered his head and responded respectfully: "Obey, Your Majesty, the slave and maid will definitely live up to Your Majesty's trust!" ”

When Jiajing heard this, after pondering for a while, he said to himself: "Since now, the remaining seven small toasts with different surnames in Banzhou have been completely eradicated, and it is time for me to let them go!" ”

When Lu Fang heard this, he immediately lowered his head and cautiously confirmed to Jiajing: "Could it be that Your Majesty refers to those clans and noble sons and daughters of the clan and nobles that you included in the list before?" ”

When Jiajing heard this, he glanced at Lu Fang rather indifferently, and commanded: "Well, that's right, call the British Duke to see me tomorrow!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

……

The night passed in the blink of an eye, and the next day, the British Mansion.

At this moment, in the room, Zhang Rong was comfortably sipping the tea in the cup, looking leisurely.

As long as he remembered everything that had happened in the recent past, Zhang Rong's face was full of smiles that could not be concealed.

In Zhang Rong's view, he has become a bridge between the emperor and the clan!

Not only that, but his son Zhang Yuangong is about to be selected by the emperor to serve in Banzhou, although it is said to start from the grassroots level, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that these clans and nobles selected by the emperor himself are nothing more than going to the grassroots level to gild.

As long as they have the experience of ruling the local government, plus their clan and noble status, they will definitely be reused by the emperor in the future!

Just as Zhang Rong finished tasting tea, he was about to go to the study to see his son Zhang Yuangong's hard work as usual.

I saw the housekeeper hurriedly walk into the room, lean down, and respectfully report: "Master, Grandpa Lu is here, saying that it is at the will of His Majesty!" ”

After Zhang Rong learned the news from the housekeeper's mouth, he couldn't help but perk up, got up from the seat suddenly, and commanded.

"Hurry up and invite Gonggong Lu in!"

"Yes, sir!"

Seeing that Zhang Rong was so eager, the housekeeper didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and after bowing to Zhang Rong, he turned around and left the room.

In Zhang Rong's opinion, Lu Fang's trip should be for the children of the clans and nobles who were included in the list by His Majesty.

After all, Jiajing once promised Zhang Rong that when the child in the imperial concubine's womb was born, they would officially set off and go to the local office.

Not long after, under the guidance of the housekeeper, I saw Lu Fang step into the room.

As soon as Lu Fang entered the room, he leaned down, looked in the direction where Zhang Rong was, bowed and saluted, "I've seen the British Duke!" ”

"Grandpa Lu doesn't have to be so polite, come, sit!"

After Zhang Rong finished speaking, he got up from the seat and helped Lu Fang to the vacant seat on the side.

Seeing this, Lu Fang did not excuse himself, and sat down directly in his seat.

Soon after this, a servant stepped forward and brought Lu Fang a bowl of steaming tea.

"Father-in-law Lu, try it, this is a new tea!"

When the words fell, I saw Zhang Rong make a gesture of invitation to Lu Fang.

When Lu Fang heard Zhang Rong's words, he bowed his head slightly before picking up the teacup and taking a sip.

"Well, that's good tea!"

After Lu Fang put down the teacup in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise.

"Since Gonggong Lu likes this tea, why don't you come down and I'll send someone to send you some over?"

"Well, then I'm going to bother the British duke!"

For Zhang Rong's kindness, Lu Fang did not refuse, but accepted it with a smile, after all, it is very rare to be able to have a relationship with the British public.

After that, the two sides exchanged a few more pleasantries, and in the end, Zhang Rong took the lead in getting to the point, only to see him look in the direction where Lu Fang was and asked.

"Grandpa Lu, why did Your Majesty send you over this time?"

"I can't hide it, British Princess, our family is following His Majesty's will this time, please go to the Qianqing Palace!"

"Your Majesty seems to be planning to let the children of the clans and nobles who were previously included in the list set off in the near future to serve in Banshu!"

When Zhang Rong heard Lu Fang's words, a trace of uncontrollable excitement flashed on his face, and he saw him caressing his beard and saying to himself: "Okay, okay, it's finally time for this day!" ”

Lu Fang took in the expression on Zhang Rong's face, chuckled, and then proposed: "British Princess, without further ado, let's leave now, right?" ”

Regarding Lu Fang's proposal, Zhang Rong naturally had no intention of refusing, only to see him get up from the seat and respond in a deep voice: "Well, let's go!" ”

Before leaving, Lu Fang seemed to suddenly think of something, paused suddenly, turned around, and said in a low voice: "British Duke, you must know that the imperial court plans to carry out the news of changing the land and returning to the river in Banzhou next, right?" ”

When Zhang Rong heard Lu Fang's words, he couldn't help but feel confused, and said in confusion: "Well, this is natural, but logically speaking, isn't this news known to all dynasties?" ”

Lu Fang seemed to have guessed what Zhang Rong was thinking, and explained with a smile: "The British Duke doesn't have to worry, what our family means is that it will be much easier for the imperial court to implement the land reform and return to the river in Banzhou next!" ”

"At present, the remaining seven small toasts with different surnames in Banzhou have been completely eradicated by His Majesty, and they can no longer pose any threat, when the time comes, His Royal Highness the Prince will only need to act according to the regulations!"

When Zhang Rong heard Lu Fang's words, his pupils suddenly contracted, what Zhang Rong didn't expect was that the emperor would be so decisive, and he would do it when he said it!

Then, I saw that he reacted, his face was full of gratitude, he arched his hand to Lu Fang, and said respectfully: "Thank you Gonggong Lu for mentioning it!" ”

"Well, British Princess, let's go to meet Your Majesty!"

"Hmm."

……

Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace.

Under the leadership of Lu Fang, Zhang Rong stepped on the stairs of the Qianqing Palace, and at this moment, he was extremely happy.

"It seems that my British Mansion doesn't have to continue to decline!"

After entering the Qianqing Palace, I saw Zhang Rong turn his gaze to Jiajing, who was sitting on the dragon chair at the moment, and said in a deep voice: "Weichen knocks on Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" ”

When Jiajing heard this, he nodded slightly, only to see him glance over Zhang Rong's body, and commanded: "Well, get up!" (End of chapter)