Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 272 Comparable to the Apocalypse Year

Changsha in October is as cold and humid as ever. The steaming steamers on the street are constantly being opened, and the dense fog pervades the entire street. Along with the fragrance, it constantly seduces passers-by on the road.

Du Yinxi was riding in a sedan chair, and the smell of buns filled his nostrils, interrupting his thoughts.

"Go and buy a drawer of buns."

His stomach was growling, he ordered bluntly.

"Okay!" The long follower at the side responded immediately.

Immediately, the steaming steamed buns entered his mouth, which made his depressed mood a little better.

The king of Yu sent troops into Guizhou, not only recruiting He Tengjiao's troops, but also suppressing the chieftain in Guizhou who tried to link up with the western thieves, which greatly boosted morale.

But the consequence was that He Tengjiao left Guizhou in disgrace, in a state of embarrassment.

King Yu, however, severely swept the face of the court.

That's all, after all, the western thieves are raging in Yunnan, so let's endure for the country!

But as soon as Li Jizu arrived in Guizhou, he was busy destroying toasts and searching for people's wealth. He famously said that he must first settle down when fighting against the outside world.

Others are fine, Du Yinxi has a wide range of knowledge, what is not clear, this is just an excuse.

"From the very beginning, King Yu's mind was on Guizhou, not on saving Yunnan—"

This idea emerged like a thunderbolt.

He was startled, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

Thinking scattered, the more you think about it, the more terrifying it becomes. Is King Yu planning to turn against the court?

"What should I do? Vote for King Yu, or the court?"

Biting the tender and juicy buns, he fell into a tangle.

Soon, the yamen arrived.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, his co-prefect Wang Cheng couldn't wait to greet him, and said eagerly, "Your Majesty, you are finally here."

"how?"

Seeing the nervousness on his face, and even dragging him regardless of face, Du Yinxi was a little displeased: "What kind of decent is this?"

Seeing Du Yinxi's serious face, Wang Cheng couldn't wait to say: "The shogunate sent someone down, I heard that it was personally dispatched by Zhao Zhangsi, the military and political department, with the imperial edict of King Yu."

"The shogunate—"

Du Yinxi's pupils shrank, and his steps became much lighter immediately.

Whether it is the shogunate or the military and political department, they are the immediate superiors to the local yamen, especially the removal of the third provincial department, who decides the promotion, appointment and dismissal of the local government, which can be said to have great power.

Although he is somewhat lofty and stubborn, he is not stupid.

Soon, when they came to the hall, the judges and other government officials gathered together, all cautious.

In front of them, a green-robed official, who looked no more than thirty, held his head high, enjoying the respect of everyone, with a proud look.

He has the right to be proud.

Lang Guan of the Military and Political Department will be dispatched to the local area in the first half of the year, either as a county magistrate or as a general judge, with a bright future.

"The prefect of Changsha, Du Yinxi, has met the envoy of the king!"

Du Yinxi bent down and saluted respectfully.

"The magistrate, please come up—" The young man turned around and responded calmly. He has a different status and can accept the gift.

"Prefect Du, His Highness and the Military and Political Department have ordered that Changsha Mansion must recruit [-] civilian men, [-] mules and horses, and [-] stones of grain and grass to Xiangyang..."

He begged and said in detail, and everyone present listened, and suddenly took a breath of air.

In this winter day, many people could not help but fight a cold war.

Although they didn't say it clearly, everyone is not a fool, so they can understand that King Yu decided to send troops in winter.

There are only a few directions, and Nanjing is extremely sensitive...

Du Yinxi naturally had speculations in his heart, but he still held back and bowed long: "The next official takes orders!"

"Wang Ling actually conveyed it, so I will take a step first."

The young man nodded, and left eagerly.

Everyone did not stop him, obviously this special envoy had other missions.

After waiting for him to leave, Du Yinxi saw everyone's guesses on his face, and he straightened his expression: "The task has been assigned, it must be completed, and there is no delay—"

"Yes!" Everyone hurriedly responded.

For a time, Changsha was shaken.

The county magistrates were also informed of the government's decree, and they were in a hurry to deal with it.

The subordinate officials and servants appeared everywhere, as if there were whips chasing them away, they were eager and attentive.

So, when He Tengjiao came to Changsha Mansion, he saw people leading donkeys and mules along the way, reluctantly leaving for Changsha.

The yamen servants scattered in all directions, and the white servants followed closely behind, carrying wooden sticks, hurriedly going from village to house, and issued the yamen's notice.

Even the bribery pleadings from the rich and wealthy families were useless at this time, and they were ruthlessly rejected by the yamen servants, and they were forced to register on the register.

Of course, corvee is the power of the imperial court, and expropriating mules, horses and livestock is equivalent to plundering, and Du Yinxi naturally knows how to measure it.

The government government announced that anyone who borrows mules and horses will be exempted from corvee for five years. If there is any loss, compensation will be made according to the price.

In this way, many talents are willing to use it.

"The people are running, the livestock are neighing, and the tyranny is fiercer than the tiger!"

Hundreds of people were mighty, seeing the scene in front of them, many scholars who left Guizhou for study tours couldn't help sighing.

He suddenly felt bad for King Yu.

And He Tengjiao, sitting in the carriage, heard the exclamation of the scholars, sneered a little, and put down the curtains again.

"Du Xian, you are not only displeased, but also worried about this king of Yu's excessive taxation and plundering of the people. Why?"

Hearing King Yu's bad words, Zuo Liangyu was really happy in his heart, this is the rhythm of King Yu's demise.

But Governor He in front of him, his expression changed drastically, and he was not happy, which made him suspicious.

He Tengjiao glanced at Zuo Liangyu, this veteran is not very good at fighting, and his ability to observe words and demeanor is first-rate.

Sure enough, there is no famous general in the country,
He was contemptuous in his heart, but he sighed and said with emotion: "As generals, you still don't know anything about local affairs."

"Where is there no corruption in every state and county? Those officials are only looking for profit, and everyone has taken advantage of the money."

"However, that was before Chongzhen. At that time, although the local government was greedy, they were able to obey orders and do things reluctantly, and the local government was also obedient.

But now, even if it is profitable, those subordinates are too lazy to do things, and they don't even bother to fool around. "

"Of course, it's also the local gentry who don't care about the yamen. The subordinates who show off their might even dare not go to the countryside because of this, for fear of losing their lives."

"You mean, now under King Yu's rule, he has already returned to the Tianqi era?"

Zuo Liangyu was taken aback, but couldn't help saying.

Although the situation in the reign of Tianqi was corrupt, it was never so corrupt, especially compared with the reign of Chongzhen, it was like a prosperous age.

Therefore, Wanli and Apocalypse Years are even constantly chanted in many people's mouths.

After all, the imperial court at that time still had some prestige, and no general dared to be presumptuous.

"It's pretty much the same!"

He Tengjiao was in a bad mood: "The gentry had to donate their livestock, and the yamen servants dared to do things. This is already much better than Jiangnan."

(End of this chapter)