Jiangxi, the most famous champion building.
I don't know how many literati have come here, leaving countless poems, and it has become a kind of literati holy place.
This kind of holy place is naturally not something that ordinary people can come to, and it is either rich or expensive.
In a private room, the table is full of Jiangxi's specialties, including fish and meat, and the aroma of wine is overflowing.
Seven or eight are basically obese middle-aged and elderly people, gathered in a circle, these people are gorgeously dressed, their brains are full of fat, and their brains are greasy, a person reaches out and grabs the tender chicken in his hand, bites the chicken legs, and said vaguely: "Isn't it just that I caught a few officials, what can we do, are we still seeing fewer officials?"
” "Yes, no matter where he is from, there is always a way for us to become our people, if it weren't for our people, he wouldn't be able to do anything!"
"What can King Jing do when he comes, it's not up to us to decide!
Although we can't control who is the official, we can guarantee who can't be the official!
” "I heard that King Jing made a roster and wanted to wipe out all the officials in Jiangxi, hum, I really don't know how thick the sky is!"
"What would they have been able to do without us, would they have been able to collect taxes?
Will someone do things for them?
Do they have a little silver?
” A group of people were eating and drinking, sneering and laughing.
In the current places, except for the provincial level, there is a funding from the imperial court, and the prefectures and counties are basically poor, relying on the local gentry to live, and if these gentry are a little embarrassed, these officials will be very uncomfortable.
In history, whether it was the civil unrest in Shaanxi or the Manchu Qing Dynasty's entry into a no-man's land, the local prefectures and counties had long run out of oil and lamps, and there was no resistance at all.
Therefore, these gentry have enough self-confidence, no matter who is the official, they will make them bow down and obey their orders, otherwise they will not be able to be in charge!
On the other side, on top of a green building by the river, laughter, piano, and beautiful sound sparkle and flicker on the water.
A group of officials were hugging scantily clad girls, singing and chanting poems against each other.
Although the imperial court canceled the cheap status, it could not let this kind of livelihood disappear, but instead fueled it, all over the Ming Dynasty, I don't know how many little Qinhuai.
"Lord Zhou, how is it today?"
A little old man with a mustache looked at the middle-aged man in the middle and said with a smile.
The middle-aged man glanced at the two sixteen or seventeen-year-old little girls in his arms, tender and about to drip water, and smiled happily: "Okay, good, very good......"
There were five or six people on the side who were a little younger than him, and they all echoed their bearings, all of them excited, half-drunk, and their faces were red.
"Don't be afraid, what can King Jing do, no matter how long the hand of the court is, it can't reach our ......"
The middle-aged man fed the girl a sip of wine in his arms, and said with a big tongue: "From the governor's yamen to the local low-ranking officials, which one can break away from the local gentry, don't they want to eat, don't they want people to do things?"
What is the roster of more than 300 people, he is a hundred, you see, is there anyone else doing things for the imperial court?
” "To tell you the truth, there are many people who are dissatisfied with the court, and I have heard before that some people are jointly going to boycott the court and resign en masse, and it will be up to the court to see what to do with it!
Don't think that we are easy to bully, although our official is small, he can't do anything without us......"
Listening to the middle-aged man's words, a group of people immediately echoed, "That's that......"
Pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the soft voice is greasy, it is a night to dawn.
Governor Yamen, King Jing sat on the main seat, and Fan Yixuan stood with him.
King Jing is not only one of the few princes standing today, but also the third-ranked cabinet minister, although he is usually low-key, but no one dares to underestimate his energy.
Fan Yixuan used to be the governor of Shuntian Mansion, but he had never dealt with King Jing, he looked at the flying pigeon in the cabinet, looked at King Jing and said: "Lord Wang, do you really want to do it all at once?"
There is also a plan for the lower officials, and this year the provincial-level officials have been surveyed, and it is planned to complete the transfer of officials in two to three years......"
King Jing sat there, expressionless, his eyes kept looking out.
Over the years, he has been very low-key, so low-key that everyone has forgotten him and the functions of the Overseer.
This time, he did have selfish intentions.
He wants to make good use of this opportunity to let the Ming people know his existence and the authority of the Governor's Yuan!
King Jing didn't speak, looked up at a middle-aged man not far away with a resolute face, blazing eyes, and a capable aura all over his body, and said, "Are you ready?"
” The middle-aged man was the person in charge of the Jiangxi Criminal Prison Division, and as soon as he raised his hand, he said, "Back to the prince, the roster has been sent, the three hundred people have been ordered, and the governor's palace will assist, everything is ready." ” King Jing stood up and said, "Then let's do it, first arrest the corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and then investigate them in turn, and all those who are guilty will be severely punished!"
Jiangxi must understand that anti-corruption is the emperor, the court has always attached the most importance to one thing, not deliberately targeting Jiangxi, nor will it engage in punishment, uncontrolled expansion, do you understand the meaning of this king?
” Fan Yixuan and the others were stunned, and immediately said: "The lower official obeys the order!"
” King Jing's words were both a reassurance and a warning.
It is obvious that the imperial court does not trust these magistrates, and they are knocking!
With the order of King Jing, the arrest team with the Criminal Prison Department as the mainstay, the Governor's Yuan, and the Governor's Office as the auxiliary, rushed out of the governor's yamen, and according to the appointment, they were sent to all directions.
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In Nanchang Mansion, in a big house, officers and soldiers surrounded the front and rear doors, broke directly into the door, like a wolf and a tiger, and rushed straight to the backyard.
The family panicked, jumping and yelling.
"Master, master, no, the officers and soldiers are here......"
At this time, a middle-aged man with gloomy eyes, a pale face, and a vague footstep came out of the backyard quickly, looking at the officers and soldiers who rushed in with cold eyes.
The leader was the deputy chief inspector of the Criminal Prison Department, holding a piece of paper, and said directly: "Miao Tao, you are suspected of bribing court officials to evade taxes, deducting tenants' taxes and grain, beating and injuring three people, the evidence is conclusive, give me a trip!"
” Miao Tao didn't look at it at all, sneered, and said, "Don't say that you are a little seventh-grade official, even if you are the first four-grade, you don't dare to speak so loudly in front of me."
Do you know that who paid for the repair of your governor's yamen's compound?
Last year, who paid for the river repair?
Do you know where you get half of the tax money of your governor's yamen?
” The leader looked around the mansion and said coldly: "Mr.
Liu, you are also a calligrapher, and you are also a well-known good person in my Jiangxi, the official reminds you, you either don't say anything, the official will record it in the case, become a court evidence, come to give, seal the Miao Mansion for me, except for Miao Tao, everyone else is pressed in the backyard to wait for disposal." ” "You dare, how can my Miao Mansion allow you to be presumptuous, let me out, come here, call me out......"
"If you dare to resist, except for Miao Tao, you will be killed!"
The men of the Prison Department were quite ruthless, and directly drew their swords, and the archers quickly took their positions.
Miao Tao looked at it, his already over-drunk, swaying body, staggered, and fell directly to the ground.
The people of the Criminal Prison Department quickly pounced, put chains on him, and immediately began to seal the entire Miao Mansion.
On the other side, the people of the Governorate led people directly to a large compound with a huge word 'Shang' written on it.
Qi Zhi, the head of the Inspectorate Division, looked at the compound and said lightly: "Are they all fenced off?"
” A man dressed in a head-catching costume beside him said, "My lord, it's blocked."
It's just, are we really going to rush in?
” Qi Zhi snorted coldly and said, "No one is an exception, rush in for me, try not to kill anyone!"
” Listening to Qi Zhi's lukewarm word 'try as much as possible', this head catcher felt cold, and immediately led someone to hit the door and entered.
As soon as the officers and soldiers rushed in, they suddenly stopped, and then everyone turned their heads to look at Qi Zhi.
Qi Zhi then stepped forward, only to see a young man less than thirty years old, standing under the eaves, raising his head slightly, quietly looking ahead.
His eyes were a little hollow, as if he couldn't see anything, but standing there was quite imposing, and there was a tendency that one man would not be able to open it.
Qi Zhi looked at this person, suddenly remembered, and said, "The third son of Shang?
” Shang Sangongzi is a nickname given by outsiders, a very famous nickname in Nanchang Mansion, and his full name is Shang Ting.
Shang Ting looked at Qi Zhi, he naturally didn't know it, he held a jade pendant in his hand, and said lightly: "Do you know the origin of our business?"
Do you know how this compound came about?
Do you know who wrote the plaque on the door?
How many jinshi have walked out of this mansion?
In the past two hundred years, how many Shang surnames have been the first assistant, the elder of the pavilion, the Shangshu, the squire, and the political envoy?
Do you know how many protégés of our merchants are in Nanchang and Jiangxi, and how many people in the Ming Dynasty and the opposition are inextricably linked with my business?
” Qi Zhi looked at Shang Ting, but his eyes looked inside, a knife in his hand was directly put on his neck, and his tone was more indifferent than Shang Ting's: "Do you know, why didn't the people inside come out and send you out?"
Because of you......
It doesn't matter if you're dead, if you talk nonsense, I'll cut you directly!
” Qi Zhi said, the knife was fiercely forced, and it was on Shang Ting's neck, the sharp knife edge, the delicate skin, Shang Ting was instantly cold, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but kneel down, his face turned pale, his eyes were wide open and he looked at the knife on his neck, and he didn't dare to breathe, let alone speak.
Qi Zhi saw that he was honest, so he put away his knife, looked at the secluded and hard-to-see courtyard not far away, and suddenly said loudly: "How did your merchant come here, you know it in your own hearts!"
What's going on with this compound, this plaque, you also know in your hearts!
How many so-called Shoufu, Ge Lao, Shangshu, and Shilang are there when you go out from here, and the official can check it clearly, you should know better in your hearts!
As for your merchants' protégés, I promise you, if you have a cold, I will catch one, and if there is a hundred, I will catch a hundred!
Don't think that the rat can scare us if he resists the cat's banner, I tell you, times have changed!
” Although the figures were large and noisy, after Qi Zhi finished speaking, there were still a few extremely angry cold snorts coming from the dark room with the door open from the opposite side.