Chapter 77 Who is not a beast in human clothing?
Zheng Michang, who had just chosen the direction in which he fainted.

He suddenly froze in place.

It was also at this time that Zhu Qi, who was originally being dealt with by Li Xuan, came over from behind the weaving bureau with his men.

Under the gaze of everyone.

Hai Rui, the Censor of the Censorate and the Assistant Magistrate of the Southern Zhili Governor's Office, walked in wearing a well-worn official robe, looking dusty and with a sullen face.

Hai Rui first looked at everyone present.

He sneered and said, "It just so happens that the people from the Zhejiang Provincial Administration Office, the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau, and the River Administration Office are all here, so I don't have to go looking for them one by one."

Li Xuan was the first to lose control. He timidly but stubbornly shouted, "Hai Rui! This is the Weaving Bureau! It's a place that does things for the palace. How dare you mess around?"

Hai Rui glanced at the dirty eunuch who dared to shout at him with cold eyes.

Just a glance.

Li Xuan was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, panicked, and lowered his head anxiously.

Zheng Michang's beard twitched a few times, and he pointed at Hai Rui with a glare, shouting, "Hai Rui! What did I do? What crime did I commit? How dare you convict me!"

Hai Rui snorted coldly: "You are committing the crime of treason against the emperor!"

Zheng Michang's heart trembled, and he shouted with a sullen face: "I am a frontier official of the imperial court, the governor of Zhejiang Province, and I am doing the job assigned by Your Majesty. I am a parent of the province. How can you accuse me of deceiving the emperor with just a few words?"

"How do I convict you?"

Hai Rui sneered, glanced at Zhu Qi behind him, and said to Zheng Michang: "I am the Censor of the Metropolitan Censorate. This time, I am following the order of His Majesty and the order of Yan Shidu to conduct a thorough investigation of the case before and after the destruction of the Xin'an River levee in Zhejiang Province.

Zheng Daotai, do you think I have the power to convict you? Do I have the power to arrest you? "

Zhu Qi silently took a step forward.

The Jinyiwei officers and soldiers who followed him also quietly dispersed and surrounded everyone on the field.

Zheng Michang sneered, and his laughter lasted for a long time before it subsided.

"Even if you, Hai Rui, follow the will of His Majesty and the order of the court and want to interrogate me and convict me, you must produce solid evidence!"

Zheng Michang suddenly calmed down, and even turned around with a sneer, his eyes sweeping across the faces of everyone present.

Finally, his eyes fixed grimly on Hai Rui.

"Hai Rui, you used to be the magistrate of Chun'an County in Zhejiang Province. I know that you have the nickname Hai Bijia."

“But I want to tell you that being an official in the same court is like being on the same boat, with wind and waves all the same.

First into the water, then into the water.

No one is immune!”

Hai Rui looked at Zheng Michang coldly and said, "Tang Taizong once said that people are like water. Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Although I serve in the same dynasty as the Taotai, we have different ideals and we cannot make plans together. The Taotai fell into the water today, which is what the people want. If one day in the future, the people want to convict me, Hai Rui, I will have no complaints."

Hai Rui also took a step forward: "But today, I will decide on your crime!"

Zheng Michang snorted coldly: "What crime have I committed?"

“How was the Xin’an River dike destroyed?”

“How come there are hundreds of thousands of disaster victims on both sides of the Taiwan Strait?”

"The imperial court has issued an order, and the superiors have issued an order that Zhejiang is not allowed to annex land. You destroyed the dikes and flooded the fields, and used the rotten rice to help the people. You forced the affected people to sell their land. In the future, they will become your servants and tenants."

"What you have done is like that of beasts. The law of the country is clear and will not tolerate you for even a day!"

Zhu Qi, who was present, had an inexplicable suspicion in his mind.

Perhaps in the future imperial court of the capital, this person will give a big surprise to those dignitaries of the past.

Or was it an accident?
However, Zheng Michang laughed heartily when Hai Rui scolded him as a beast.

The laughter stopped.

Zheng Michang snorted, “The embroidery on the robes of civil officials are birds, and the embroidery on the robes of military officials are beasts.

Hai Rui, the annual salary of a university scholar in the Ming Dynasty was only 158 taels. I served as a governor for a year, and my salary was just over 100 taels.

An eagle and a tiger.

I can’t even eat enough with this salary!”

In the weaving bureau, Zheng Michang's words were full of sarcasm.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zheng Michang shook off his bright red robe, which was worn by a second-rank official of the dynasty, and tilted his head to look at Hai Rui with squinting eyes.

"Wearing this robe, who among you would not be a beast in human clothing?"

A sneer.

Zheng Michang shook his official robe again, and the sound of his robe making an audible sound filled my ears. His sneer was already filled with sadness and mockery.

At this moment, Zheng Michang already knew that he was doomed to die.

But after serving as an official for so many years, how can I support myself with the meager salary from the court?
The court needs money to do things, the palace needs money, and the superiors also need money.

You try every possible means, and everything is for the sake of your superiors.

If you don’t take it or eat it yourself, how can the people above take it? How can they eat it?
In Beijing, there is a teahouse where the tea tastes as bad as swill and the price of tea is higher than gold.

Ordinary people can’t drink it.

What's wrong with having a drink by yourself?

Hai Rui pursed his lips tightly, his face darkened, and he bowed to the north: "I am following the emperor's order to investigate you. No matter how eloquent you are, you will not be able to escape the blame. The laws of the Ming Dynasty are in full swing, and you are a provincial governor. Do you want me to tell you everything?"

Zheng Michang looked stubborn, looking at Hai Rui who was pressing him step by step, and finally shouted angrily: "Bring me the evidence! Bring me the evidence!

I am the governor of Zhejiang Province, a high-ranking official of the Ming Dynasty!

Without evidence, even if you, Hai Rui, read all the laws of the Ming Dynasty thoroughly, you still cannot convict me of a crime!"

When Hai Rui talked about the rules and regulations of the Ming Dynasty.

Zheng Michang finally panicked.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could think of the things he had done, which were so serious that even half a volume of Ming Dynasty laws could not describe them all.

Panic.

So he got angry.

Hai Rui remained calm, his eyes passed over Zheng Michang and looked at Zhu Qi.

It's just such an action.

Zheng Michang's heart trembled again.

Zhu Qi understood, laughed, and asked, "If Censor Hai can produce evidence, we are also following the emperor's order to go south. We can arrest all the criminals on behalf of His Majesty, send them to prison, and wait for the emperor's judgment."

impossible!
They can't have evidence!

Zheng Michang was confused and his eyes were in a mess. He looked around the crowd aimlessly.

Hai Rui nodded, and under Zheng Michang's panicked gaze, he put his hand into his sleeve.

A piece of paper, which was folded but still had words visible on the back, appeared in front of everyone.

Hai Rui took out the paper covered with words, held it high, and shook it towards everyone: "This is what Hangzhou prefect Ma Ningyuan wrote before his death, describing the entire process of the destruction of the Xin'an River dike in Zhejiang Province."

"impossible!"

Zheng Michang yelled immediately.

When Ma Ningyuan died, he was beheaded by Hu Zongxian.

If this thing had been available at that time, Hu Zongxian would have taken the confession and arrested himself and He Maocai and taken them back to the capital.

At this time, Zheng Michang had already lost his IQ.

How could Hu Zongxian, who had not yet figured out the thoughts and attitudes of all parties in Beijing, take out this thing at that time?

Hai Rui said coldly, "It all says how you, Zheng Michang, together with He Maocai and Shen Yishi from the Textile Bureau, pressured the Hangzhou prefect Ma Ningyuan.

And how did you let him lead his men to blow up the Xin'an River dike, so that you could take advantage of the court's conversion of rice to mulberry in Zhejiang Province and fulfill your private interests in annexing the people's land! "

Every word and sentence of Hai Rui was like a knife, cutting towards Zheng Michang.

Zheng Michang was completely panicked.

He suddenly moved and rushed to Hai Rui, wanting to tear up the confession left by the damned Ma Ningyuan before his death and eat it.

But Zhu Qi would never give him this opportunity.

Zhu Qi just shook his arm, and then a black shadow hit Zheng Michang's hind leg heavily.

Oops.

Zheng Michang knelt straight in front of Hai Rui, and the black hat on his head rolled off to the ground.

Zhu Qi's face was cold and he waved his hand.

"Take it!"

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