Chapter 370: You're over there, you have to be good.
On August 24, the night of Jia Huan's first day in Yangzhou was not peaceful. The Zheng family's family members and servants in the city did not resist www.biquge.info. And outside the city, at the other industries and docks, the resistance was fierce.
The crime of trafficking in illicit salt is a capital offense.
The news that the Zheng family had been raided for trafficking illicit salt soon spread throughout Yangzhou. Then go to Yangzhou Mansion, Huai'an Mansion, Zhenjiang Mansion, and Yingtianfu.
Wang Heting, the head merchant of Yangzhou salt merchants, did not go to the Xin'an Hall in Yangzhou City last night. Instead, sit at home. Because, he is cooperating with Sha Sheng and Jia Huan. It is impossible for such a thing to fall on him, so why be nervous?
The ones who know you best are often your enemies. Among the salt merchants in Yangzhou, the Hui merchants and the Jin merchants did not show signs in a day or two. The Zheng family can be copied so cleanly, and the information is naturally provided by him. Clean sweep!
On the morning of the 25th, when Wang Heting was drinking tea in the backyard, a beautiful concubine came in and said coquettishly: "Master, the uncle sent someone in to ask for instructions, and six people including Ma Yuanwai and Yan Yuanwai came to visit. ”
Wang Heting smiled lightly and said, "I'll change my clothes, and I'll go out." Under the service of the concubine, she changed her clothes and went to the main hall in the front yard to meet the six Hui merchants who had come.
Wang Heting, who was in his fifties, was wide and fat, wearing autumn clothes, slightly bloated, stepped in, looked around at several fellow villagers, and said with a smile: "What do you have to be afraid of?" We have been cooperating with Shafutai disaster relief. Anyway, it doesn't happen to us. ”
Ma Juntai, another general merchant of big salt merchants, smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Wang, that's what I said. But last night's movement, that momentum..., hi. We are here for our fellow villagers! I want your brother to come out and say something. ”
Since last year's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, Wang Heting has become famous with the help of Jia Huan's famous poems, and has become the first salt merchant in Yangzhou in one fell swoop. His prestige among the Hui merchants was very high.
Wang Heting smiled calmly, sat down, and said, "Okay." I'll be going to visit Shafutai in a moment. Our Hui merchants contributed money and efforts to help Shafutai and the imperial court tide over the difficulties. The benefits are indispensable. The Zheng family's nest is a lot. ”
This sentence immediately made the eyes of all the salt merchants light up. The salt merchant is fundamentally a nest that has been passed down from generation to generation in the syllabus. The Zheng family's nest has more than 60,000 leads, and if the Wang family eats a large amount, they can also share a lot!
The atmosphere in the living room gradually became warmer, and Wang Heting asked his eldest son Wang Youhong to arrange breakfast. Rich in variety, a pot of good wine. Several people discussed various matters. As for how to divide the Zheng family's nest, I won't talk about it now. Still waiting.
Hui Shang stands in the right line, and he will definitely enjoy the benefits in the end. As for the matter in Jinling, the price of grain has nothing to do with Yangzhou.
At about ten o'clock in the morning, Wang Heting went out with his eldest son and went to the governor's yamen.
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After raiding Zheng's house, Sha Sheng, the governor of Huaiyang, sent the letter to the imperial court to report his opinions to the imperial court the next morning through the imperial court's official document system.
The handling opinion is: the man is not a native of Qiongzhou, and he is in Qiongzhou. The family members were sent to the Department of Education.
Sha Sheng also had a secret fold to play to the Son of Heaven.
These pieces and copywriting were all handled by Master He before he went to Songjiang Mansion. This kind of music, word by word, is very exquisite, and truly embodies the Chinese Chinese language and the art of power scheme. Unless he is an old staff member, Jia Huan's current level is not up to it.
When Jia Huan entered Sha Sheng's shogunate, the first document he dealt with was to issue a sternly worded official letter to the prefectures and counties under his jurisdiction: the imperial court sent disaster relief money and food to the victims, often less than three out of ten. Winter is coming, and the people are struggling. From now on, if there are those who embezzle disaster relief money and food, they will be dealt with with with reference to the Zheng family. This ministry will not be lenient. You should be loyal and diligent to the king's affairs...
The second official document is that officials at all levels of the prefecture and county will be selected to exchange and inspect the localities, supervise disaster relief matters, and supervise the distribution of money and grain.
On the evening of August 27, Jia Huan and his entourage sent Master He Yuanlong to Songjiang Mansion at Dongguan Wharf in Yangzhou.
The autumn breeze is gentle. On the edge of a waterway at Dongguan Wharf, a small boat was already waiting. The entourage carried their luggage onto the ship. He Yuanlong and Jia Huan talked and said goodbye on the shore. The setting sun spreads out in the river.
He Yuanlong looked at Jia Huan, who had a calm expression, knowing that the sadness in his heart had not been released, and sighed softly, "Ziyu, the Zheng family has passed." Lin Xun has a spirit in the sky, and he will no longer blame you. ”
Yes. The Zheng family and Zheng Yuanjian have passed. The family property was fired, and the family was exiled. 5,000 stone of grain was stolen, and the value of silver, utensils, curiosities, and salt was about 500,000 taels. This will all be invested in disaster relief. Then, hundreds of thousands of people affected by the disaster spend a lot every day. It's just a drop in the bucket.
Next, the Huaiyang Governor's Office has to do two things. First, take the Zheng family as an example to force the Haoqiang clan to make concessions. Every catastrophe is a good opportunity for these families to buy land and people and expand their strength.
Money is moving. If you don't listen to the greeting, it is estimated that you will have to copy a few more. Therefore, when Sha Futai copied Zheng's house that day, he would feel that he was called a cool official.
Second, before grain arrives in Huainan, it is necessary to stop the cash-for-work projects in various localities, adopt the method of distributing liquid food to maintain the minimum subsistence level, and first maintain the lives of the disaster-stricken people.
Will officials at all levels be fraudulent, will the victims be treated in a timely manner, and will new situations emerge? There is a lot of work that needs to be presided over and handled by Jia Huan. Sha Futai is not good at practice.
He hoped that Jia Huan would cheer up. In addition to disaster relief, there is a tough battle to be fought behind! If the affairs of Jinling are not properly handled, it will be difficult to improve the disaster relief in Huainan. Because, Nanjing's household department is the source of disaster relief materials. Relying only on business donations and family revenues can't last long.
Jia Huan was silent for a while, "I caused the incident. "He can't get past that in his heart.
He Yuanlong sighed with emotion, he knew what Jia Huan was going to do, "You have a bright future, and you will definitely be a heavy minister in the future." Why...! Alas.... Go for it! I've got you covered. ”
He couldn't do it, but he admired Jia Huan's affectionate style. His future is nothing like Jia Huan's. If there is guilt, the evidence of the crime will be borne by him.
Jia Huan nodded, grateful in his heart, hugged his fists and saluted, and said the word "thanks" without pretentiousness, "Brother He has a good journey." ”
He Yuanlong smiled, "Yes." When I return, it's time for the celebration feast. With that, he boarded the boat and headed for the Yangtze River.
Jia Huanmu sent Master He away. On the edge of the sky, the remnant sun is like blood.
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A few days at the end of August, the huge shock of Zheng's house being copied passed. Jia Huan is also about to set off, following Sha Sheng, the chief staff, to inspect various counties in Huainan and arrive at the front line.
Night, has been three watches.
Outside the dungeon of the Huaiyang Governor's Office, the moonlight is faint. Zheng Yuanjian's two jailers, who were in shock, were taken to a small courtyard near the door.
"Zheng Yuanwai, it's okay, since you can walk through the joints, report a crash and die, and fake your death to get out." Jailer A, teasingly, pushed Zheng Yuanjian into a dark room, "Go in and stay, wait for someone to pick you up." ”
Zheng Yuanjian stumbled and was inexplicable. The Zheng family has been copied, how can anyone come to save him? The Zhen family and the Chen family will not come. In addition, who would dare to offend Sha Sheng, the governor of Huaiyang, in the relationship he operated?
Zheng Yuanjian's hair was stained with grass, and he was wearing a somewhat dirty cotton jacket, thinking in surprise, he raised his head, and his hairs stood up in shock.
In the middle of the room, there was still a person sitting.
He knows.
Through the faint moonlight, Jia Huan's face can be seen. And those resolute eyes. Jia Huan promised to let him go.
However, Zheng Yuanwai definitely did not have such an idea at this time. Because, Jia Huan aimed a handcuff at him. The muzzle of the black hole is the judgment of death.
"Jia Sanye, don't, don't be impulsive..."Zheng Yuanjian knelt on the ground with a puff. The cold iron pipe against his forehead transmitted the shivering cold feeling to his heart on the cold autumn night, and he cried bitterly: "Third master, I should die." I ate the gall of the ambitious leopard and dared to kill your cousin. Third master, you can spare me. You're going to let me go like a fart. I'll make you cows and horses in the next life..."
Jia Huan said softly: "Don't be afraid. "Pull the trigger.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang. A spark of revenge flashed in the night, sweeping over Jia Huan's calm face. interrupted Zheng Yuanjian, who was chattering and regretting. If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place?
Then, there was a deathly silence and silence.
Jia Huan stood. It was the first time he had killed someone with his own hands. Didn't vomit. Aunt Pei's voice and smile floated in his memory. The intellectual smile, the quiet words, before dying, she frowned in pain.
Tears flowed down his face happily and wantonly. The revenge buckshot shot out was also the sorrow in his heart.
I said: I'll blow your head off.
I said: I will take back my aunt's blood feud and justice.
Auntie, you're over there, you have to be good.
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In the early morning of September 1, Zheng Yuanjian suffered from the autumn cold and died of illness in prison. When the news was reported to Sha Sheng, Sha Sheng was stunned and waved his hand, "Deal with it according to the old routine." Subsequently, he set off with his staff and the supervising battalion to inspect Huainan.
There are different opinions about the cause of Zheng Yuanjian's death in Yangzhou City. There are a lot of doubts. But no one inquired about it. The Zheng family's trafficking in illicit salt is a capital offense.
At the beginning of September, Yangzhou, Jinling, and Huainan were turbulent. Shen County, the main hall of Jiangdu County, had no intention of handling official business, and this morning, he gossiped and played chess with his staff in the back hall.
Master Li said with a smile: "Sha Futai's handling of the Zheng family is a thunderous means!" In a few days, I am afraid that the efficiency of disaster relief will be even higher. "The big salt merchants like the Zheng family have copied it, and within the two prefectures of Huaiyang, there are still rich families who dare to hoard grain, and the small officials and miscellaneous officials are passive and slack off. Governor Sha's knife, is it not good? This is the power of the governor!
Shen Xianling smiled, "It should have been like this a long time ago!" "He's still a hot-blooded county magistrate who likes this kind of tough tactics.
Of course, behind the Zheng family is the Zhen family. The Zhen family has now lost ground. Therefore, the Zheng family is a soft persimmon. But soft persimmons also have a demonstration effect.
However, he is well aware that the current situation can be solved by more than just tough measures. In the end, it's all about food. Next, it's winter. If Governor Sha can stabilize the situation, it will be a Buddha of ten thousand families. If you can't stabilize it, you will be swallowed up by the pressure that comes from the counterattack.
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In Jinling, the head of the household, Wei Hong, sat in the public room of the household, silent and contemplative. The sun falls on the ground outside.
Several officials who walked by, with some mocking smiles on their faces, held the paperwork and walked into Wu Shilang's public room. (To be continued.) )