The Ming Dynasty's patrol censorship system is a concrete manifestation of the Ming Dynasty's system of controlling the small and the large, and the system of humiliation and respect.
Although the governor censor was only a seventh-rank official, he had a low and powerful position and could compete with the governor.
Its function is to patrol the sky on behalf of the vassal, and the ministers of the vassal, prefecture, and county officials must be inspected to make decisions on small matters and report on major matters.
As for officials of the fourth and fifth ranks, it is common for them to point their noses and curse at them.
Of course, there are also some unlucky people who, after inspecting a certain province and scolding the governor with ease as an imperial envoy, were sent to the same province as a county magistrate after returning to court.
This Gao Hui was a well-known figure in the court, and was nicknamed Gao Tietou because he dared to directly write a memorial to impeach Jiang Bin.
By the way, he also impeached the governor-general of military affairs, the mighty general, the commander-in-chief, and the governor of the country, Zhu Shou.
As for who the Duke of this town is, Zhu Shou, his other name is Zhu Houzhao.
This fierce man who directly used his own self to scold the emperor's trumpet, how could he not be a tough guy?
It's just that he was too upright and famous for not being afraid of death.
Emperor Zhengde didn't want to do anything to him, so he was released on a patrol to keep him clean.
This is a master that even the emperor dares to scold, and he is known to hate evil with a vengeance.
If this case falls into his hands, if he doesn't chop off hundreds of heads, I'm afraid he won't have the shame to be called Gao Tietou.
And unlike the local officials in Henan, he is an out-of-town patrol officer and has nothing to do with the local area.
He is truly fearless and can do whatever he wants.
He patrolled a province for only one year, and after that he returned to the capital to deliver orders.
What happened to the place had nothing to do with him.
No matter how much he offends the local gentry, as long as he doesn't come back to serve, who can do anything to him?
After hearing Yang Chengzu's idea, Zeng Yangong was speechless for a long time, and finally said: "If this is left to Gao Zhizhi at this time, it would be a solution.
It's just that Gao Zhizhi is too strong-minded and tends to go astray.
I'm just afraid."
"Yes, if this matter is left to Gao Zhi's command, we will only gain a bunch of dead people and a vain justice in the end, and I'm afraid we won't gain anything else.
But Uncle Fang only needs to let the news out, and those people themselves He will come to the door and ask for favors, and when the time comes, he will be able to do whatever he wants with the sharp sword in his hands. " Only then did Zeng Yangong look happy, nodded and said: "Great good, great good.
That's how it should be done.
But Yang Baihu, I think your talent, if you succumb to the royal guards, will inevitably bury the talent.
If you don't suffer, Read articles for several years , Pay attention to the imperial examination.
I am not talented, but I have a few old friends who have great experience in teaching writing.
If you are introduced to me, you will definitely be included in the imperial examination.
As long as you study hard, you will be able to do well in the imperial examination in the future.
It’s the right way.”
"Thank you very much, Old Uncle Fang for your love.
It's just that the lower official is a vulgar warrior.
He can play with guns and sticks on weekdays, but it's just a road to the imperial examination that will never work.
Farewell, farewell."
Seeing him saying goodbye, Zeng Yangong shook his head and said: "It's a pity, it's a pity.
If people like this were willing to focus on fame, I would have more talents in the Ming Dynasty.
It's a pity that they can just be a guard in royal robes.
A bright pearl casts a shadow, and a bright pearl casts a shadow. ah."
Yang Chengzu had made a plan here, and it was none of his business how Zeng Yangong carried it out.
In the remaining days, he just traveled between the Zhou Palace and the Governor's Office every day, acting as a go-between for the two big bosses.
As the highest official of a province, it was not appropriate for the governor to meet with the vassal king in private.
However, the matter of raising funds was inseparable from two rounds of communication.
At this time, it was thanks to Yang Chengzu's communication and connection.
There was also a copywriter named Shen Dongkui who made friends with Mr.
Nian Wangjiu.
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The old man led him into the palace to discuss articles with the King of Zhou.
A few days later, in the governor's court, Yang Chengzu reported back: "Now the transfer of the land, real estate, and antiques has been basically settled.
The three vassals of Zhou, Yi, and Tang will work together to take over the land and real estate and pay us the fees.
Seventy percent will be food, and the other three percent will be silver.
With this money and grain, and the sincerity of those wealthy businessmen, we have almost won 70% of this battle. " Shen Dongkui said: "I have led troops before.
I think we won at least 90% of this battle.
The remaining 10% depends on God's will.
Chengzu, I know what you mean.
I have to say goodbye.
After all, you did a great job.
And Song Zhaonan has done nothing.
You are afraid that he will hate you, but you don't have to be afraid.
As long as I am here, he can't do anything to you.
If you can't do anything in Jinyiwei, why not come to me and I will guarantee your future and fame. ” "Thank you for your love, Mr.
Zhongcheng.
It's just that I have a big family in Huaxian County, so I can't help but think about it.
Besides, I have completely offended those grain merchants this time.
Now I have to be careful when I go out.
There are not many brothers who care about the standard.
I don’t even dare to go out on the street, for fear of getting slapped.
If I stay any longer, I won’t be able to stand it if someone gets anxious and plots something against me.”
Hearing what he said, Shen Dongkui had no choice but to say: "In that case, I won't force you to stay, but I'm not worried if you leave like this.
I happened to have an official letter to go to Huaxian, so I sent a team to deliver it.
Go, you go with them."
There was no precedent for using fifty governors to deliver a message.
Yang Chengzu knew that the old governor was afraid that he would be plotted, so he sent troops to protect him, so he thanked him for his kindness.
Shen Dongkui rewarded him with another three hundred taels of silver, saying that it was the reward the former deserved for committing suicide by killing the White Lotus Sect.
Naturally, everyone knew his true intention.
In the past few days, Yang Chengzu had been working as a matchmaker for the three princes.
In addition to getting the bottle of daughter's gift that he missed last time, he also received many gifts from the three princes.
In addition, plus the rewards from the old military sect, he came down from Kaifeng in one trip.
With an income of nearly three thousand taels of silver, he is already a rich man.
He also had a lot of money, so he took 500 taels of silver and distributed it to the fifty pacesetters.
Although these pacesetters earned military pay on weekdays, they had to work hard for more than half a year to earn ten taels of silver per person.
So when they saw the money, everyone was so happy that they clapped their chests to express their gratitude.
"Yang Baihu, don't worry.
Brothers are familiar with this road.
I guarantee that you will be fine.
In Henan, if someone dares to mess with our Fubiao camp, it is because they don't want to live.
Brothers, please stay calm.
Yes, it’s worth the money.”
In the mountain forest, more than twenty horses were tied to the trees.
Geng Mingda, the leader of Beiman Mountain's Dazhai, pulled out all his belongings this time.
There are a total of twenty-three horse thieves who are skilled in bow and horse, which is what he relies on for survival.
The order I received this time was to kill a hundred people in brocade clothes.
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I heard that they were quite skilled in martial arts.
If they gave me a lot of money, they would have to work hard.
Although killing an official is a rebellion, his employer has promised to take care of the matter, so he doesn't need to worry.
These guys are all old thieves, they are clever in their tactics, they can defeat the weak with the crowd, and they are foolproof.
Because he was careful, he first sent out a ranger to scout, and then restrained the others in the woods.
They did not ride their horses when they were not in battle, so that their mounts could maintain their strength.
Twenty or so men were all eating dry food and drinking water under the tree, waiting to be killed.
At this time, the sentinel in charge of exploring the road had returned, rolled off his horse and said: "Go back to the boss, I have an idea."
Geng Mingda slapped his thigh, "Okay, he's the one waiting for you.
Everyone mounts up.
Whoever chops off his head will get the silver on him."
But the sentry detective added: "There are fifty officers and soldiers coming with him, and there are horse teams all over the water."
Geng Mingda smiled and said: "That's even better.
They are sending us horses.
Those military guards are very cowardly.
We defeated them with one charge."
"The young one has already found out through inquiries that the cavalry that came with us are from the Fubiao Camp heading to Huaxian County from Kaifeng."
"Then why are you hesitating?
Everyone, don't hesitate, get on your horses, and hurry back to the mountain.
If we are hit by Fubiao Camp, we won't be able to leave
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