Seiwa

Standing in front of the half-collapsed cell, Yang Duo's face sank like water.

The captain on duty watched Commander Yang's expression carefully, and saw that his comrades were standing against the corner of the wall, showing no intention of stepping forward, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Commander, this cell was destroyed by Duke Ding. The prisoner who was imprisoned next door has been moved to another place. Before leaving, Duke Ding also said..."

"say what?"

Yang Duo turned his head, his gaze was like a knife.

The captain immediately bowed his head, wishing he could shrink into three inches, and hid in a crack in the ground, "Ding Guogong said, we will discuss with the commander another day."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and the last two words were barely audible.

Yang Duo's face was completely dark.

Angry to the extreme, it is bound to erupt.

Click!boom!Snapped!

There were only a few wooden railings left in the cell, which were broken by Yang Duo one after another, and half of the ruins were declared dead.

Looking at the broken wood with the thick mouth of the bowl, the eyes of the Jin Yiwei present were all straightened, and there was a sudden coolness behind their backs.Swallowing saliva, he took three big steps back, he couldn't retreat, and he simply stuck to the wall.

The courageous one asked cautiously, "Commander?"

Commander Yang smiled calmly, "The prison must be rebuilt."

In short, it is better to push him down anyway.

All the royal guards were terrified.

It seems that Duke Ding is not the only one who is cruel, Commander Yang is also not too far behind.

The prisoners in the cell stopped clamoring.No matter how stupid you are, you should know that it's not the time to be "upright".

Kicking off the wooden railing and removing the remaining half of the wall by the way, Yang Duo was in a "great mood".

"Where is Ji Gang?"

"Return to command, Ji Tongzhi will take a rest today."

"Send someone to call him over." Yang Duo brushed off his sleeves, "I have something to tell him to do."

"Yes."

The captain took big strides and flew away.

The comrades who stayed in the imperial prison were all gnashing their teeth with envy, what a chance to escape!God damn it, I'm usually not slow to react, so why was this kid taking the lead?

Fortunately, Yang Duo's anger didn't last long.According to industry terminology, Jin Yiwei is engaged in intelligence and torture work, and his anger cannot be let out for too long, and he must remain calm and self-sufficient in order to be in line with his status.

but……

Yang Duo raised the corners of his mouth coldly.

The cells of the imperial prison were demolished, do you think that's all?

The Ministry of Households definitely refused to give money to Jinyiwei to repair the cell, and the emperor might not open the internal treasury, so Beizhen Fusi couldn't afford the money himself, right?

Seriously, Duke Ding and Bo Xingning are both rich.

Thinking about it in his heart, Yang Duo curled the corners of his mouth, he was extremely handsome, but inexplicably terrified.

All Jin Yiwei shivered in unison.

Can Commander Yang stop smiling like that? It's really scary.

XX, the North Town Fusi is too dangerous, can they please transfer the South Town Fusi?

Not to mention the dire situation of Jin Yiwei in the Imperial Prison, Uncle Meng, who was brought back to the Duke's Mansion by Shen Xuan, was leaning comfortably on the couch, with a booklet in his hand, and a row of boxes on the ground, his eyes were full of golden light, and he could see with a smile Tooth blind.

The emperor's reward, plus the dividends from the Cochin business, have been paid out, and now it's really paid off!

"There is still food after autumn." Shen Xuan sat next to Meng Qinghe, his expression no longer cold, and he brushed his fingers over Meng Qinghe's ear, "Whether you want food or exchange it for money, just order it."

Meng Qinghe nodded, and continued flipping through the booklet. After a while, his smile turned into astonishment, "Master..." "What?"

"That number is wrong."

"But less?"

"No." That's too much, and too much.These are all his?He obviously didn't buy so many lands, could it be the handwriting of the person in front of him?

Seeming to see what Meng Qinghe was thinking, Shen Xuan smiled, "Twelve Lang can take it at ease, it's nothing."

Meng Qinghe: "..." Show off your wealth, show off your wealth with bare hands!One of these princes counts as one, and they should all be the targets of hatred for the rich!

"If Twelfth Lang is interested, he can send another person to Jiaozhi. The local chief minister and the capital commander are selling land to merchants in large quantities, and logging and reclaiming fields can be used. The reclaimed fields are tax-free in the year, and the tax is half a mu in the next year. Dou, pay according to the Central Plains tax amount for three years."

"All the land buyers in Jiaozhi are merchants from the Central Plains?"

"There are also native officials of the local rich clan." Pulling out the brochure in Meng Qinghe's hand, he took him into his arms, and patted him lightly, "There are also nearby Fanbang."

"Fan Bang?"

Meng Qinghe frowned, the land has already belonged to Daming, how could he allow others to take advantage of it?What's more, Southwest Fanbang is not a good crop, and it is not impossible to use the opportunity of buying fields to erode neighboring countries.

"Twelve Langs don't have to worry." Shen Xuan said, tapping Meng Qinghe's forehead, "Jiaozhi Chief Envoy is Jin Zhong, former Shangshu of the Ministry of War."

Meng Qinghe blinked.

"Most of the land purchased by the people of Fanbang is on the border of Jiaozhi, but..."

Shen Xuan's voice gradually dropped, and Meng Qinghe involuntarily listened to him, without noticing that he was leaning in the arms of the Duke.He only focused on Shen Xuan's words, the more he listened, the brighter his eyes became.

The land of Cochin where people from Champa, Siam and Chenla planted grain and logged trees was actually not sold, but leased.Naturally, the fields they reclaimed and planted were not exempt from taxation, and half of the tax burden was added to the Central Plains businessmen.

Who is Jin Zhong?

The hero who made suggestions for Zhu Dijing in the past.Although suspected of being a magic stick, he was praised by Dao Yan.Zhu Di won the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and he served successively in the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of War.From this point of view, people who sit in Jiaozhi are not afraid of the nearby Fanbang thinking about it, but they can't afford it.

With Emperor Yong Le's overbearing level, anyone who dares to stretch their claws towards his territory will chop off their hands!

After chopping, there will be another "labor fee" in all likelihood.

unreasonable?

With a slanted eye, it doesn't take much effort to chop off your hand?Of course you have to ask for money!

It is conceivable that Champa, Siam and other countries obediently rented land, farmed and paid taxes, and became tenants in the Ming Dynasty as a younger brother. They dared to put extra thought into sneaking hands and feet, and got involved in the homestead that the old Zhu family recognized. Sorry, How much is accounted for must be doubled and returned.

Li Jiyao and his son are a lesson from the past.

Relying on the Ming Dynasty to send troops, Champa was able to get rid of Annan's threat, otherwise it would be a matter of time before the country was destroyed.

Although Siam was tyrannical, Zhu Di threatened and scolded him, but his feet were still weak.

Although Laos and Myanmar are foreign states, there are Ming Dynasty propaganda envoys in their territory.

Thinking about the consequences of fever in the head, Meng Qinghe broke into a cold sweat for these Fanbangs.

During the Yongle Dynasty, the military strength of the Ming Dynasty was quite strong.Civilian groups occasionally twitch their heads, but there is no shortage of famous officials, not to mention the party struggles in the late Ming Dynasty, where the ass determines the head.If you choose the wrong team, you will stand aside no matter how capable you are.

Internally, civil and military struggles always exist.Externally, no matter civil servants or military generals, they can put their position on the right foot, and they will not be soft at all when they move their hands.

Although he did not deal with the North Korean official group, Meng Qinghe had to touch his conscience and give these scholar-bureaucrats a fair evaluation.Even most of the time, these scholar-bureaucrats are quite annoying.But it's still available when necessary.

For example, Jin Zhong, who served as the chief envoy of Jiaozhi.Not to mention Emperor Yong Le, even Meng Qinghe knew that his relationship with Zhu Gaochi was unusual.Zhu Di is still reused, just because he is indeed a talent.From the center to the southwestern border, it can never be regarded as "promotion". The six heavenly officials serve as the chief envoy of Jiaozhi. In other words, it is relegation in disguise. the right person.

So, don't guess what the emperor is thinking.

Xie Jin, Jin Zhong, Feng Gui...

All the courtiers of King Ping's lineage, or those suspected to be of King Ping's lineage, as long as they made mistakes, were mostly sent to the southwest, either in Guizhou, Guangxi, or Jiaozhi.

From a normal perspective, there is nothing surprising.Guizhou and other places in Guangxi have been the best places for exile, relegation and labor reform since ancient times.However, combined with Zhu Gaochi's Fan Pu'an Prefecture, things are definitely not as simple as they appear on the surface.

Thinking about it is a shock.

Squeezing his fingers, he himself is full of troubles and can't take care of himself, so how can he even think about these things?

Shen Xuan is back, he is safe, and his family members who are far away in Shuntian Mansion are still a big stone in their hearts.No matter how worried you are, you can only hope that Meng Qingjiang will rush back as soon as possible, contact Ding Qianhu and Zhu Wang in Daning, and never send another person out of Beijing.

Once he did that, the charges on him would be ten times worse.

Meng Qinghe closed his eyes, another burst of exhaustion hit him.

The medicine given by Zhao Yuan is very effective, but he can still clearly feel that his energy is not as good as before.

Just in his early twenties, his body has been dilapidated like this. Unless he takes good care of him, it is simply impossible to live to an octogenarian age.

Helplessly smiled, do you have this chance?

"What's the matter?" Sensing Meng Qinghe's sudden silence, Shen Xuan lowered his eyes, and put his palm on his cheek, "But are you tired?"

"En." Meng Qinghe nodded, held Shen Xuan's wrist, raised his head, rested his chin on Shen Xuan's body, felt uncomfortable, and lay back down again, "I'm bothered by family affairs."

For a long time, when Meng Qinghe thought that Shen Xuan would not ask any more questions, he heard him say: "You went to prison because of the family affairs?"

Meng Qinghe closed his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "I can't help it either."

If you don't voluntarily surrender, let alone save your family, I'm afraid even yourself will be involved.

He did hug Emperor Yong Le's thigh, whether it was firm or not, he never dared to pat his chest to be [-]% sure.

When encountering such a thing, considering the worst outcome, at least you can leave yourself a way out.Moreover, in this way, no one will use him as an introduction to trouble Shen Xuan.

"If I don't take the initiative to come forward and be impeached by others, the trouble will be even greater."

After all, it is true that the Meng clan invaded the fields.Colluding with some officials to attack timber shipped to Beijing is not fabricated out of thin air.

"However, I won't stand out and take all the responsibility on my shoulders. There is always a price to pay for doing something wrong, otherwise, I will never know how to repent."

Meng Qinghe pulled Shen Xuan's hand in front of his eyes, his fingers were long and slender, and the lines on his palm were clear. Comparing with his own hand, it turned out that he was really a worrying person.

"Since you have made up your mind, why worry about it?" Shen Xuan stroked Meng Qinghe's back, and said in a gentle voice, "According to your words, His Majesty will hand over this matter to Jin Yiwei. Without the Ministry of Punishment, the family should have no worries. "

"Can……"

"I'm really worried. You can send someone to inform the capital of Daning, and I will also write to Wei Guogong. Jin Yiwei will not be disturbed when he investigates the case."

"kindness."

Meng Qinghe nodded, and let go of Shen Xuan's wrist, not wanting to be held backhanded.

"Xuan wasn't there before, and Twelve Lang was worried."

Shen Xuanqian took Meng Qinghe's hand and brought it to his lips. The warm touch melted from his fingers in an instant, and flowed all over his limbs.

Meng Qinghe blushed unconsciously.

"Now, Twelve Lang doesn't have to worry." His lips slid down his fingertips and finally landed on his palm, "Stay in the mansion with peace of mind and leave everything to me, okay?"

I don't know if it's the beauty-color-misleading people, or the deep voice is too convincing.In short, Meng, whose neck was red, nodded in a daze without any objection.

Shen Xuan smiled, held the back of Meng Qinghe's neck, gently rubbed the tip of his nose, and sealed it with a kiss.

All the voices disappeared together with reason and thinking ability. Baodingfu, Xincheng

In April, it was supposed to be the spring plowing season when all things recover, but there are still sporadic snowflakes in the counties and states of northern Xinjiang.Closer to the frontier fortress, it snowed heavily for days on end, without even a speck of green.

The farmer went to the field, brandished a hoe, and smashed down, leaving only shallow pits, and the ground was still frozen solid.

The experienced old farmers were worried for a while. If the snow does not stop, the weather will not improve. If they can't plant in time, this year's grain harvest may fail.

The imperial court exempted Shuntian Mansion from taxes and grains, but the farmers had to eat and the tenants had to pay rent.

The time is too late, it’s because God doesn’t give us food, after a few good days, are we going to taste the feeling of a family hungry again?

On the official road, more than a dozen fast horses galloped by.

The officials who were resting in the post station and the officials and soldiers who went to and fro on business followed the voice and all looked solemn.

"Jinyiwei?"

"Looking in the direction of Shuntian Mansion."

"Could it be that another official committed a crime?"

"It's hard to say." The speaker looked around and lowered his voice, "Looking at this posture, it's probably a high-ranking official."

"Could it be Beijing Six..."

"Don't talk too much, hurry up and eat, hurry up and go!"

A big bearded man could not help but frown when he heard everyone's discussion. After eating the pancakes in two or three bites, he let the postman fill the water bag, grabbed his waist knife, and slapped the scabbard on several soldiers at the same table, and said loudly: "Eat!" We're full, let's go!"

"Qianhu, take a rest."

"Why are you resting?!" The bearded man known as Qianhu glared, "What did Zongrong give you? The military situation is urgent! A letter from the King of Korea..."

"Thousands of households are careful!"

A military man wearing a looped jacket but looking like a civil official stood up quickly, stopped the big man from talking, looked around, saw that no one was paying attention, and then relaxed his expression, but still reminded the big man, "Qianhu, this matter is confidential, we must Be careful."

Can these words be exported casually?If the news is leaked, you can't eat it and walk around!Don't say that Meng Zongrong will not let him go, he will have to be taken by the brothers of Nanzhen Fusi when he returns to Beijing, so that he can relax his muscles and bones.

The big man's expression turned serious, "What Lieutenant Ma said is true, I was negligent."

After this short episode, the soldiers no longer wanted to rest, grabbed their waist knives, got up and walked out of the station, turned over and jumped on the fed horses, pulled the reins fiercely, and the horses raised their hooves and galloped south.

One north and one south, the two teams of Jinyiwei headed to Shuntian and Yingtian respectively.

At the same time, Meng Qingjiang had rushed back to Mengjiatun, and had no time to rest. After entering the village, he went straight to the ancestral house of Meng Qinghe's family.

Seeing him hurrying, some clansmen inevitably found it strange and asked.

Meng Qingjiang knew that he was too anxious and showed his traces, so he could only excuse Fifth Sister Meng to leave the cabinet, as a cousin to take a look, and then he had to rush back to Xingzhou as soon as possible, so he barely dispelled the suspicion of the tribe.

"Twelve Langs have taken good care of the family. The children of the clan can go to Daning Confucianism to study. It is because of the Twelve Langs' face. The third sister left the cabinet, and I was transporting food in the north. I didn't get any news. I can't miss it this time. .”

What Meng Qingjiang said was true, the clansmen didn't think much about it, they nodded with a smile, and didn't ask any more questions.

Turning around, the smile on Meng Qingjiang's face disappeared without a trace.

When it comes to ingratitude, who can compare to this group of people?

Think about what Twelve Langs have done for the clan, and then look at how they did it?Don't talk about taking care of Meng Wang's family, and even avoid sending letters to Twelve Lang.

It seems that they also know that all kinds of actions are not acceptable, but after all, they can't control the greed in their hearts.

If he hadn't sent Meng Qinghai to Daning to be guarded ruthlessly, things would have been even worse.Thinking of his parents who moaned and sighed at home all day, Meng Qingjiang's heart was as hard as a stone.

It's not that he is unfilial, it's just that Meng Qinghai colluded with unknown people to lure the unprogressive children of the clan to run amok in the village, and also persuaded the clan to occupy the good land in Lizhong. Such behavior must not be tolerated.

Even if he didn't come forward, he explained the situation in the Meng clan clearly to outsiders, let alone condone it!

If it hadn't been smashed by himself, God knows how serious the matter would be.He who was also in Shuntian Mansion was completely deceived, let alone Twelve Lang who was far away in Nanjing!

Thinking of this, Meng Qingjiang immediately clenched his fists and accidentally pulled the scabbed wound on his arm.He only hated himself for not being able to catch the person who had secret information with Meng Qinghai!Otherwise, why would Twelve Lang put himself in danger and go to Jinyi Prison!

What kind of place is that, you have to peel off the skin when you go in!

Comparing the various deeds of the clansmen, Meng Qingjiang is worthless for Meng Qinghe!

Controlling his emotions, Meng Qingjiang led his horse to the gate, knocked on the door knocker three times, and said in a loud voice, "Sixth aunt is here, see Shiro!"

Soon, there was a rush of footsteps from inside the door, and it was not Fifth Sister Meng who opened the door, but Third Sister Meng who had combed the lady's head.

"Uncle Si, come in!"

Third Sister Meng's expression was full of anxiety, but also joy, her eye circles were faintly red.

Meng Qingjiang thought it was because he had brought back news from Nanjing, and when he walked into the main room, he was stunned.

Meng Wang sat on the armchair, and Meng Xu kept wiping away tears, but held back and dared not cry out.

A man wearing a leather jacket and smelling of sheep all over his body bowed his head and knelt on the ground, utterly silent, with a hunchbacked figure.Mrs. Meng Zhang thumped the man's shoulder hard, and Fifth Sister Meng knelt beside the man, weeping uncontrollably.

"Aunt Six, what is this?"

Hearing Meng Qingjiang's voice, the man kneeling on the ground turned his head, his temples were already gray, his face was weathered, and he seemed to be half a hundred years old.The facial features are inexplicably familiar, combined with the reactions of Meng Wang and others, Meng Qingjiang was startled, "You, you are Jiulang?!"