Chapter 76: Zheng Michang fainted three times in one day

Chapter 76: Zheng Michang fainted three times a day
Zhejiang Road.

The provincial government office.

Recently, people from all walks of life in the government have been in a state of unrest, and there seems to be a sense of impending storm.

In the side room next to the main hall of the yamen.

On weekdays, it is a place for the governor to meet guests and negotiate.

Today, the door of the side room is closed.

No officials outside dared to approach.

It was just because the Censor He Maocai, who had just rushed over from the Censorate's Office, looked like he was going to eat someone.

The little people, let alone participating in the fights and ups and downs of the adults, would be either killed or injured if they were swept by the storm.

And in the side room.

Zheng Michang, the thin governor of Zhejiang Province, was wearing a red frontier robe, but his face was full of sorrow. He stared at He Maocai who was sitting in front of him with a bit of helplessness.

"At this point, if you and I don't make preparations, we'll both be beheaded!"

He Maocai's tone was cold and his eyes never left Zheng Michang.

He was worried that this colleague of many years would abandon him and flee alone in the current situation.

Zheng Michang frowned and said, "You go to Chun'an first and clean up your hands and feet. Those who are in prison will be sentenced to death for the crime of collaborating with the Japanese! This time, we will kill them all for working for the court, the palace, and His Majesty."

Seeing Zheng Michang come up with a solution, He Maocai immediately stood up and was about to turn around and rush to Chun'an, but suddenly stopped and turned to look at Zheng Michang.

"Besides going to Chun'an, if you have any other good ideas, please tell me first so that I can have a better idea."

He Maocai was still a little worried and even suspected that Lao Zheng wanted to send him away.

Zheng Michang became increasingly helpless and said in a cold voice: "I have three solutions."

Hearing that Lao Zheng did have a solution, He Maocai immediately walked towards Lao Zheng.

Zheng Michang said in a grim tone: "One is a rope, one is a steel knife, and one is poison!

Any of these can end my life, so you should be relieved now!"

When He Maocai heard these words, he turned around and sat back in his chair.

"You and I are officials in Zhejiang. We both know how this happened. If you don't tell me a solution, I won't go to Chun'an!"

He Maocai crossed his legs and looked like he was giving up.

Zheng Michang suddenly became anxious. He looked at He Maocai's behavior with his eyes wide open. He couldn't understand why this colleague who had been his partner for many years could be so stupid.

He was holding his breath in his chest and having trouble letting it out.

His body straightened and he fell heavily backwards to the ground.

He was so angry that he fainted.

He Maocai was really frightened when he saw this. He took a lot of effort to move Zheng Michang to the chair. He then spent a long time fanning and pinching his Ren Zhong point before he finally woke Zheng up.

Zheng Michang, who was slumped in his chair, looked haggard and lifeless. He said in a tired tone, "The annexation of land is under the Weaving Bureau. I will go to the Weaving Bureau now. That's all right."

Seeing Old Zheng's expression, He Maocai dared not say anything more, and kept saying, "Okay, okay, you go to the weaving bureau, and I will set off to Chun'an County to kill all those traitors who are colluding with the Japanese!"

After shouting, He Maocai handed Zheng Michang over to the people from the provincial government and left.

Zheng Michang took a long time to calm down before he straightened his black hat, adjusted his official belt, and led his men to the Weaving Bureau.

Zheng Michang rushed to the Weaving Bureau with a gloomy face, but saw that the Jinyiwei were already standing in front of the door.

He ignored her and walked into the weaving bureau as if he knew the place well. He started by asking Yang Jinshui how many days it would take for him to return.

After searching for a long time, Zheng Michang still couldn't see anyone replying.

At this time, Li Xuan, the eunuch in charge of the Hedao Yamen and Yang Jinshui's godson, led his men over.

Li Xuan stepped forward and bowed, saying, "This servant greets the Taotai."

Zheng Michang was already filled with rage at this time, and he immediately shouted, "How long will it take for Eunuch Yang to return to the Weaving Bureau? The court and the provincial government said that they would borrow grain to help the victims, so why did they end up using rotten old rice to help, and even annex the victims' land?"

Since Hu Zongxian and Yang Jinshui were summoned to Beijing, Zheng Michang has been thinking about ways to save himself. Putting all the blame on the Weaving Bureau and those businessmen is the only way Zheng Michang can think of now.

This is also the reason why he asked He Maocai to go to Chun'an and kill all the civilians who were still imprisoned in the cells and were accused of collaborating with the Japanese.

He just wants to leave no evidence behind.

The purpose was to link the matter to the Weaving Bureau and then bring it to the palace.

Li Xuan said in a cold voice: "This was done by Shen Yishi and his men, and has nothing to do with our Weaving Bureau. Even if my godfather comes back from the capital, he will definitely interrogate Shen Yishi and tell him who forced him to do this!"

Zheng Michang's eyes widened when he heard this.

Instead of passing the blame on to others, Yang Jinshui, his godson, put the blame on the Zhejiang officials.

Zheng Michang felt dizzy, but when he recalled the painful scene of being hit on the back of his head in the provincial government office, his whole body tensed up, and he straightened his legs and fell into Li Xuan's arms.

His fall caused chaos in the weaving bureau again.

However, Li Xuan was unwilling to continue to deal with him. Thinking that Zhu Qi of the Jinyiwei was still behind him, he left Lao Zheng behind and left.

Several young eunuchs surrounded Zheng Michang and were busy.

It took a long time, and they had to untie the official robe of the Zhejiang Provincial Governor to finally wake Zheng Michang up.

Zheng Michang woke up again and was surrounded by several young eunuchs.

Some people were holding water in their hands, and some were fanning themselves.

When Zheng Michang woke up, he saw that Li Xuan, the eunuch, was also missing, and he became even more anxious and angry.

"Where's Li Xuan! Where's Li Xuan!"

"When will Eunuch Yang come back?"

"Tell him! If you're thinking of asking me to leave like this and then putting the blame on me, you might as well send someone now!"

"Chop off the heads of my entire family!"

Zheng Michang waved his hands and pointed randomly, spitting everywhere.

After he finished cursing, his neck went limp, his head tilted, and he fell into the arms of two young eunuchs.

He fainted for the third time.

He was acting like a rogue.

Back and forth, the blame for beheading cannot be shifted, but this blame cannot be borne by one person alone.

Pretending to be unconscious or dead is the only option now.

The weaving bureau became increasingly chaotic.

It took a long time before Old Zheng was rescued again.

Looking around, Zheng Michang felt that the day of his death was not far away.

He immediately started shouting in the weaving bureau office: "I am a frontier official appointed by His Majesty, working for the court, and I have been humiliated today. A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. The weaving bureau must give me an explanation!"

When Zheng Michang was clamoring.

A young eunuch also rushed over from outside the government office, also shouting, "Oh no! Oh no!"

"The Provincial Surveillance Commissioner had just left the government office today and was about to leave the city for Chun'an when he was arrested by Hai Rui and his men!"

When Zheng Michang heard this, he felt an inexplicable chill on his neck.

He straightened his body, stiffened his neck, and was about to look for the direction where he fainted again.

Behind him came a dense sound of weapons and armor, accompanied by a cold voice.

"Zheng Daotai! You'd better not faint yet."

"Once I have determined your crime, there will be plenty of space in the cell for you to faint."

(End of this chapter)