Chapter 859: Borrowing a knife to kill, colorful clothes to entertain parents
The gate of the Yang family fell to the side. Behind the gate, a guard holding a wooden stick was lying on the ground screaming with a knife in his hand.
The servants were running around, screaming as they went.
"What's the fuss about?"
Li Ning, who was about to teach a few disciples, came over when he heard the noise. Just as he was about to scold, he saw Jiang Qingzhi.
Jiang Qingzhi walked into the gate with a cigarette in his mouth and took a look. "It's all the people's blood and sweat."
Hu Zongxian smiled and said, "My Lord, you have acted on behalf of Heaven today."
"You are..." Li Ning looked at Jiang Qingzhi and felt that he looked familiar.
When did you see him?
Suddenly an idea flashed in my mind.
I saw this person at the prisoner presentation ceremony.
At that time, the young man was standing next to Emperor Jiajing. Unlike the shocked expressions of the emperor and his ministers, the young man looked calm, which left a deep impression on Li Ning.
Who is that person?
At that time, Li Ning made some guesses and thought it was a prince.
Now he knew he had guessed wrong.
"Mr. Li, who is making a fuss?"
Yang Jiang is here.
When he walked around the corner, he saw his teacher suddenly kneeling down, "Greetings, Master. Master, that matter... I didn't know anything about it. I swear, Dong Weng never discussed it with me. He did it all by himself. Please... forgive me, Master."
Yang Jiang stopped and his body trembled, "You are..."
Jiang Qingzhi raised his eyes, "Yang Jiang?"
"Jiang Qingzhi!" Yang Jiang turned and ran.
Jiang Qingzhi didn't move, and neither did the people around him.
"Idiot!" Sun Bu Tong sneered.
Yang Jiang ran all the way to the back door, opened it, and rushed out...all in one go.
Insanely agile.
But he stopped immediately.
The back door was a narrow alley, with people blocking both ends. The one on the left was a foreigner with deep eyes, a high nose and a white complexion.
"Run!"
Bol smiled and said, "Why don't you run away?"
Yang Jiang looked back in despair.
Sun Bu Tong appeared leisurely not far behind him.
"I will fight with you!"
Yang Jiang rushed over.
Bah!
Later, Bol dragged Yang Jiang in front of Jiang Qingzhi like a dead dog.
"Uncle!" said Boll. "This man is Yang Jiang."
"Motive!" Jiang Qingzhi asked.
Yang Jiang raised his head and laughed bitterly, "Five generations of the Yang family have lived on those fields, and there is nothing wrong with farming and studying. But you, Jiang Qing, want to cut off the Yang family's livelihood. You must know that cutting off a person's life is like killing their parents. Since the fight will not end until death, is it wrong for me to take action? It's just a matter of success or failure. I accept it."
"He's a real man!" Jiang Qingzhi praised, and then ordered, "Punish this good man. I want to see how a good man can endure the torture today."
"I'll do it!" Sun Chonglou was overjoyed and grabbed Yang Jiang before anyone else.
Hu Zongxian called Mo Zhan and whispered, "Spread the news, and send someone to the capital to report the news. Let Xu Wei keep an eye on the court and see how those people in Zhilu respond."
"Yes!"
Mo Zhan arranged for a steady guard to return to Beijing. After he finished explaining, he came back to see Sun Chonglou torturing him. The simple and rough method made Mo Zhan shake his head and sigh. He went to find Hu Zongxian and whispered, "My Lord, are you pretending?"
Hu Zongxian nodded. "Since Xin'an Lane was slapped in the face, it is natural to retaliate. This is a great opportunity to let the outside world see the attitude of the Lord towards opponents."
"Speak!" Sun Chonglou took off Yang Jiang's shoes and socks, pulled out his long sword, turned it over, and used the thick back of the sword to hit Yang Jiang's big toe hard. The big toe was visibly swollen...
It looks like a steamed bun after it has risen.
Yang Jiang suddenly raised his head and let out a scream from his throat, but because his mouth was blocked by a cloth, the sound came out of his nose mixed with snot.
Mo Zhan whispered, "Whoever stands in the way of Lord Bo will die!"
"The trend is like a tide, people come and go." Hu Zongxian smiled and said, "But what you said is wrong."
"I was originally a rough man who only knew how to kill. Now that the status of the Lord is different, I am worried that my stupidity will hinder the Lord's work. I would like to ask Mr. Hu for guidance."
"A rough man?" Hu Zongxian smiled, thinking, if you are a rough man who only knows how to kill, why would the Lord let you lead the guards of the Lord's Mansion? "It's not that someone blocked the Lord's way, but... blocked the way of the new policy."
Mo Zhan understood, "My Lord is the New Deal."
"You've revealed too much." Hu Zongxian sighed, "Your Majesty is in charge of all state affairs, so he naturally has no time to care about the new policy. But even if you are the new policy, you can't say that."
"Afraid?"
"Look at you, your eyes are full of murderous intent. If someone sees you, they will definitely say that the master is surrounded by a bunch of desperate people. Remember, we must be elegant. Look at the master, even if he wants to kill someone, he is still gentle and refined, making people feel like spring breeze!"
Boll quickly brought out a chair. Jiang Qingzhi sat down, put his left hand on the armrest, held a cigarette in his right hand, shook off the ashes, and said, "Interrogate!"
Only then did Sun Chonglou pull away the cloth that was blocking Yang Jiang's mouth.
"I say, I say..."
What a hero! Under Sun Chonglou's brutal treatment, he had already turned into mud.
"Who ordered this?" Jiang Qingzhi asked.
"It's because I'm angry..." Yang Jiang groaned miserably, "After I learned about this, I was worried about the future of my children and grandchildren. I got drunk and ordered the guards at home to take action... I..."
Yang Jiang burst into tears, "I regretted it today when I sobered up, but... it's too late to regret. I beg you to forgive me, sir."
"Is that so?" Jiang Qingzhi was a little disappointed. When Hu Zongxian saw this, he knew that his boss wanted to take advantage of this incident to get angry, so he walked over and said, "Uncle, just make a show of force to scare the tiger." If it was too bloody, he was afraid that it would arouse the anger of those people.
"That's all." Jiang Qingzhi wanted to take advantage of the situation and fire the first shot. But he didn't expect Yang Jiang to do it on his own.
What would happen if Wang Anshi took over?
Jiang Qingzhi thought about it and felt that there was a high probability that Old Wang would take advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble and replace some local officials, or even some generals of the Five Cities Army.
As for what’s happening outside the city, it has nothing to do with the Five Cities Army...Does Lao Wang care?
not give a damn about!
As long as I think you are wrong, that’s enough!
This stubborn prime minister relied on such toughness to push the new policy all the way, which also triggered a frenzied counterattack from the literati.
That's it!
……
"Zhu Xizhong brought a lot of guards from home to help, and together with Jiang Qingzhi's men, they wiped out the gang of thieves. Now he is leading his men to the Yang family."
In the duty room, the attendant finished his report.
Yan Song waved his hand, but Yan Shifan stopped the servant and asked, "Is there anyone dead?"
The attendant said, "The Yang family's mansion on the farm caught fire. Local officials went there later and dragged out several corpses."
Cui Yuan's eyes lit up, "This is an opportunity."
"I asked someone and was told that the thief was arrested and killed by the local police."
Yan Shifan sneered, "When this talent comes to power, the local officials can't wait to flatter him."
Shen Jun said, "Those officials have read history books. Wang Anshi was very powerful at the time. Jiang Qingzhi is not as powerful as Wang Anshi was back then, but it is very easy for him to deal with a local official. Of course, if he wants to promote such people, it will be easy as pie!"
Between being disciplined and pleasing Jiang Qingzhi, the new powerful official, anyone would choose to please him.
"Donglou, what should we do about this?" Zhao Wenhua asked.
The powers of the Tongzhengshi and the Cabinet overlapped a lot, so Zhao Wenhua could have just sent an official to communicate. But since Jiang Qingzhi took over the power of the New Deal, Zhao Wenhua's frequency of coming to Zhilu has increased sharply.
According to Yan Shifan, this guy wanted to stab his old enemy Jiang Qingzhi in the back, but was also worried about Jiang Qingzhi's revenge, so he came to Zhilu to drum up support and persuade Yan Song and his son to take action.
ignore the general interest!
Yan Song gave a four-word evaluation.
However, this adopted son was a little greedy and had no sense of the general situation, but he was filial to Yan Song.
The old minister only pointed east and hit west. Whoever the old minister asked Zhao Wenhua to deal with, Zhao Wenhua would open his mouth and bite.
Yan Song and his son were dogs raised by the Taoist priest, and Zhao Wenhua was the family dog raised by Yan Song.
Zhao Wenhua also has his own dog...
Every class has its own dog.
Therefore, in the Ming Dynasty officialdom, you either have to be a dog or a human. Being a dog means you can rise to the top, while being a human means you have to struggle.
"Motosuke!"
Someone outside greeted him, and then Yan Song came in.
"Dad, hurry up and warm up by the fire." Seeing that his father's face had turned pale, Yan Shifan asked someone to get some tea.
"Oh, godfather, Jiang Qingzhi took action today and killed several thieves. Now that we're at the culprit's house, I'm afraid there will be casualties as well." Zhao Wenhua's eyes were full of calculations, "We don't need to do anything about this, just spread the news."
Yan Song sat down and sighed tiredly.
He is old, but his thoughts are unusually jumpy. The last topic he was talking about was money and grain, and he instantly shifted the topic to the administration of officials.
"Your Majesty said that official administration is important. This is a hint to us. East Tower..." Yan Song coughed dryly, took the teacup handed to him by Yan Shifan, took a sip, and said, "Let our people be quiet recently. Especially when it comes to the new policy, speak less."
"Dad, what else did His Majesty say?" Yan Shifan squatted in front of Yan Song and gently patted his leg.
Yan Song's eyes were kind and gentle. "The Ministry of Revenue's Lu Song submitted a memorial, requesting permission to send personnel to urge local governments to clean up their farmland. His Majesty was very pleased and said that Lu Song was sensible."
As he said this, the old godfather glanced at Zhao Wenhua, who lowered his head in disgust.
"In addition, the censors have to go down and keep an eye on it." Yan Song sighed: "It has been many years since we have seen the censors assigned to various places. Now they are acting brazenly. There are many powerful people in the north and many powerful people in the south. Nanjing will most likely complain and pretend to obey but secretly disobey. The new policy will be difficult!"
Yan Shifan smiled and said, "That's Jiang Qing's problem. We just need to deal with it as it comes."
"What did you just say?" Yan Song asked Zhao Wenhua when he felt warmer.
"Foster father, Jiang Qingzhi's men found the thieves who raided the Jiang family's farm last night and killed several of them. But the local officials took full responsibility for the incident."
Yan Song narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you think about this matter, Donglou?"
Yan Shifan stood up, smoothed Yan Song's robe, returned to his chair and sat down, saying:
"Going to the localities to monitor the implementation of the new policy may seem like a great power, but it is actually an offensive thing. Whether it is the officials of the Ministry of Revenue or the censors, most people will definitely be very angry. Dad, this matter... let's not do anything!"
"Do not move?"
"Pass the news to those imperial censors."
Isn’t this my idea... Zhao Wenhua smiled to himself.
Yan Shifan didn't look at him and said, "Also, pass the news to Nanjing, using fast horses."
Yan Song's eyes narrowed.
"When you get power, you will kill people without hesitation. Will those people in Nanjing worry about their bad luck?" Yan Shifan sneered, "They will feel like they are facing a great enemy. Then the matter of clearing the land will be very lively."
"This is..." Zhao Wenhua's pride disappeared, "Killing someone with a borrowed knife."
"We support the new policy. However, there is a way to support it." Yan Song coughed dryly, "Lu Bing should find something to do."
"I'm afraid the Jinyiwei has known about this for a long time." Zhao Wenhua said.
Idiot... Yan Shifan glanced at Zhao Wenhua and said, "Pass the news to Lu Bing. Lu Bing has many connections in Nanjing. If no one tells him, he will pretend not to know and keep it secret. But since everyone knows about it, he will definitely send someone to inform them. Dad, what a good trick!"
Yan Song smiled and felt secretly proud.
Yan Shifan lowered his eyes slightly. How could he not have thought of this method?
There are just many things, just think of them as entertaining your parents with colorful clothes.
As long as dad is happy.
(End of this chapter)
