Chapter 83 Yang Jinshui, I love your mother (changed chapter title)
Zhejiang Province, Hangzhou, Governor's Office.

Before Hu Zongxian returned, Hai Rui detained Zheng Michang, He Maocai and other criminal officials in the prison cell of the governor's office.

And today.

On the official road outside the city, some officials had already rushed back to the city to report that Hu Butang had returned.

In the cell.

Hai Rui sat in front of a table with writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on it, but the paper was blank.

Zheng Michang and He Maocai, who were once high-ranking officials, have now been stripped of their official robes and black hats, and are handcuffed and shackled.

Having been in prison for many days, the two men had long lost their official demeanor, their faces were bleak and full of resentment.

Hai Rui held up a brush and looked at the two men. "According to the news outside the city, Hu Bu Tang will bring an imperial decree into the city today. By then, with His Majesty's decree and Yan Shidu's order, it will be useless for you two to confess."

He Maocai snorted angrily.

Zheng Michang looked at Hai Rui in a gloomy manner and said, "Censor Hai is familiar with the laws of the Ming Dynasty. Do you think there is still a chance for us to survive?"

Hai Rui shook his head honestly: "Based on what you have done, you deserve the death penalty."

Zheng Michang sneered and said, "In that case, let Hu Butang bring the decree of His Majesty to behead us, and we will wait for you to wash your neck!"

Hai Rui frowned.

Even though he knew that Zheng and He would definitely die for their crimes, he also knew that Hu Zongxian, who was about to return, would definitely come with the intention of killing them.

But according to his character, he still hoped to make Zheng Michang and He Maocai confess truthfully, sign and seal their names before sending them to the execution ground.

Zheng Michang shook his head and said quietly, "Hai Rui, if you treat me like this today, others may treat you like this tomorrow. Why do you have to do this?

Killing can only be done with a nod of the head.

"In recent years, the imperial court has been wanting the horse to run, but not giving it grass. Are our actions really just our own?"

When he was dying, Zheng Michang still wanted to throw the pot away and drag others to take it with him.

Hai Rui's face was tense: "I only know that you destroyed dikes and flooded farmland in Zhejiang Province, annexed land, and brought disaster to the country and the people. This is against the will of heaven!"

Jingle Bell.

The shackles creaked.

Zheng Michang stood up, his eyes wide open: "Are we the only criminals in the Ming Dynasty? Are we the only ones who deserve to be killed? The matter of Zhejiang Province was handled by the Provincial Administration Commissioner's Office and the Provincial Surveillance Commissioner's Office. Didn't the Textile Bureau do anything? Hai Rui, you claim to be impartial and incorruptible, why don't you arrest Yang Jinshui?"

Bang!
After Zheng Michang finished his curse, He Maocai stood up heavily, rushed in front of Hai Rui, and slammed his shackled hands heavily on the table.

The two Jinyiwei who were protecting Hai Rui and attending the trial stepped forward immediately.

He Maocai straightened up and looked outside the cell.

"Yang Jinshui, I fuck your mother!"

"You are a ballless eunuch who is in charge of the Textile Bureau and the Maritime Customs, but you sleep with a prostitute in your arms all day long. You can't even fart!"

"Fuck you, you dog eunuch! You made enough money, ran to the capital and hid in the palace, and never came back. My head was chopped off, but you, a dog, continued to enjoy the glory and wealth."

"Fuck you, you bastard!"

In the cell, He Maocai cursed Yang Jinshui loudly, and his voice could be heard from far away.

Hai Rui frowned and said, "Shut his mouth!"

Two Jinyiwei stepped forward and roughly blocked He Maocai's mouth.

He Maocai could only stiffen his neck and make mumbling sounds from his throat, his face flushed and veins bulging.

After hearing Lao Zheng's reminder just now, he was determined to go all out. Even if he was going to die, he would drag that bastard Yang Jinshui down with him.

They also wanted to throw the dirty water on the emperor in front of Hai Rui.

Zheng Michang also stared at Hai Rui with a sinister look and uttered a few mocking laughs.

Even if we die, Hai Rui, do you still dare to investigate the emperor?
If you investigate, you will die.

If we don't investigate, your name Hai Rui is just a name.

"Your Majesty has ordered the execution of Zheng Michang and He Maocai!"

Outside the cell with a depressing and gloomy atmosphere, Hu Zongxian's equally gloomy voice was heard.

Hai Rui turned around and looked outside.

Hu Zongxian walked in with an imperial edict in his hand.

Hu Zongxian also had a bad look on his face. He glanced at Zheng Michang and He Maocai, waved his hand, and the officers came forward and dragged the two out of the cell.

Hu Zongxian said to Hai Rui, who was bowing, "You have worked hard these days, Censor Hai. Your Majesty has ordered the execution of Zheng Michang, He Maocai and other criminal officials, and the confiscation of their property to pay for the army's defense against the Japanese."

Hai Rui raised his head, stood up straight, and looked at Hu Zongxian: "Minister Hu, earlier He Maocai mentioned Yang Jinshui, the eunuch in charge of the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau and the Zhejiang Maritime Customs..."

Hu Zongxian immediately interrupted Hai Rui and said, "I have already ordered people to go to Shen Yishi's house to execute him in compliance with the order!"

Seeing that Hu Zongxian obviously didn't want him to mention Yang Jinshui and the inner court behind this man.

Hai Rui's eyes turned away, and he could only endure it.

Hid the words in my heart.

And the Shen’s house is also in Hangzhou city.

The officers and soldiers of the brigade have surrounded the entire house from the street.

On the flat ground in front of the mansion behind the gate.

Shen Yishi had disheveled hair, an open chest, and was wearing only a single piece of clothing.

He held two drumsticks in his hands and there was a big drum in front of him.

Drums are beating.

Shen Yishi closed his eyes slightly, his body swaying.

"The marquis is no longer a marquis, the king is no longer a king, thousands of chariots and millions of troops return to Mangshan." The drumbeats became more and more frequent.

"When the cunning rabbit dies, the good bow is hidden. After me, you will be injured again."

The drumbeats were like footsteps, and suddenly they stopped like whispers.

Shen Yishi's face was filled with sadness, and his eyes were filled with infinite regret.

"I will play Guangling San again for Yunniang."

The drums stopped beating, and the fire spread like wildfire.

In an instant, the entire Shen residence was engulfed in flames.

No more drum sounds were heard.

……

Beijing city.

As summer arrives, the weather gets hotter.

A few days ago, officials had a commotion in front of the Meridian Gate because the court was withholding their salaries.

The cabinet and the Ministry of Revenue were severely scolded by all the officials.

Fortunately, His Majesty the Emperor was merciful and used the money that would have been saved from not holding the Emperor's Birthday Festival this year to pay three months' salary to all officials.

The emperor received unanimous praise from all the officials.

For several days in a row, flattering memorials sent to Yuxi Palace piled up like a mountain.

The emperor was naturally very pleased.

Only the cabinet ministers Xu Jie and Gao Gong were left to secretly comfort their hearts that had been hurt by the backstab.

And the emperor promoted Yan Shaoting to be Langzhong of Zhejiang Qingli Division of the Ministry of Revenue.

Yan Shaoting, who was already very popular in the court, has now further solidified his reputation as the Young Lord Yan.

But Yan Shaoting didn't dare to relax.

According to the schedule, Hu Zongxian had probably returned to Zhejiang, and Zheng Michang, He Maocai and other criminal officials must have been beheaded by Hu Zongxian, who was holding the imperial edict.

The corrupt officials used their property to pay for the army, and Qi Jiguang and other anti-Japanese troops fought a decisive battle with the Japanese pirates.

Shen Yishi is probably dead too.

But by then, everyone will know that Shen Yishi, who is known as the richest man in Zhejiang, has actually had his family fortune emptied out from top to bottom.

But can Zhejiang Province, which seems to have eliminated all corrupt officials, really be peaceful?

Can the Ming Dynasty begin to enjoy peace?

Yan Shaoting would never think so.

Otherwise, there wouldn't have been a commotion in the capital a few days ago over officials demanding their salaries.

And what the Taoist said in front of Xu Jie and Gao Gong when he inserted himself into the Ministry of Revenue, which had always been controlled by the Qingliu, in Yuxi Palace that day is also worth pondering.

The Taoist priest said that he would be responsible for settling accounts for the imperial court in the Ministry of Revenue, and also take care of future accounts.

But is it really just an account for the future?

Yan Shaoting always felt that the Taoist priest must have received some information himself.

The thought of this.

Yan Shaoting stood up at the table at the door of the cabinet classroom and walked to the door.

"Your Excellency Yan, all the Excellencies."

In the classroom, Yan Song, Xu Jie and others raised their heads and looked at Yan Shaoting who was standing outside the door.

Just one step.

Walking in, they are the cabinet ministers of the Ming Dynasty.

Yan Shaoting said, "Your Majesty has appointed me as the Langzhong of the Zhejiang Province Qingli Division of the Ministry of Revenue. I have been busy with Zhejiang affairs recently and have no time to look after it. Today, I will sort out all the matters and report to the elders that I will go to the Ministry of Revenue."

Xu Jie looked at him silently and said nothing.

Yuan Wei was thinking about how to write the Qingci that would be sent to Yuxi Palace today.

Gao Gong hummed and lowered his head. The imperial court not only had the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue, nor only the national policies of Zhejiang Province. The cabinet had to take responsibility for the two capitals and thirteen provinces.

He is very busy.

Yan Song nodded with a smile and said, "Go ahead. The Six Ministries are different from other places. You must read carefully, learn carefully, and think twice before doing anything."

Yan Shaoting nodded in agreement, then left the cabinet and went to the Ministry of Revenue.

When he arrived outside the Ministry of Revenue.

But I saw a lot of skinny horses tied in front of the government office today, and they looked like they were from the army.

Next to the gatehouse, there were several soldiers in worn single clothes, with sallow faces, clenched fists, and eyes filled with anger and frustration. They were stopped by the Ministry of Revenue officials and could only look inside anxiously.

The Ministry of Revenue was filled with shadowy figures standing around, as if something had happened.

Yan Shaoting walked up the stairs and arrived at the yamen, where he heard a sarcastic voice coming from inside.

"Is the Ministry of Revenue owned by your family?"

"You said you wanted money, so you give me money?"

"no!"

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