Chapter 38 Murder

The days passed day by day, and the city of Nanjing entered the twelfth lunar month of winter.

Although the Jinling City on the banks of the Yangtze River is not as cold and windy as Beiping, where dripping water turns into ice, it is also very humid and unbearably cold.

The Forbidden City is built on the foundation formed by filling Yanque Lake, so the humidity is even more pressing, and the bones are cold.

"Fucking Liu Bowen, he is also proficient in the art of geomantic omen. He chose to choose such a poor place!"

In the Hall of Martial Heroes, Zhu Yuanzhang was warming himself by the fire while moving his injured knee when he was young, cursing depressedly: "I think he just doesn't want to make it easier for us!"

"Isn't Mr. Liu also staying in the Forbidden City?" Zhu Biao had no choice but to persuade him: "What matters in public opinion is geomantic omen, not water and soil."

"Just be a good person all day long." Zhu Yuanzhang snorted, put his right leg on the scorpion and said, "Rub and kowtow to your father."

"Hey." Zhu Biao put down the memorial at hand, sat beside Zhu Yuanzhang's lap, and rubbed his knees.

"Hmm..." Zhu Yuanzhang felt more comfortable now, closed his eyes and asked, "Have you completed the review of the private salt case?"

"It's over." Zhu Biao nodded, organized his language and prepared to report.

"Don't stop." Zhu Yuanzhang hummed.

"My son listened to the reports from Yushitai and Dali Temple, and also reviewed all the files, and found that the witnesses and material evidences are basically consistent, and there are no obvious contradictions." Zhu Biao paused and said:

"This kind of case involves several provinces and is investigated and handled by a dozen different prosecutors, branch patrols, and dozens of prefectures and counties. If the files like this can be mutually verified, the possibility of fraud should be ruled out."

He said with a smile: "If this can be faked, it would be terrible."

"That's the scariest thing you've ever seen." Zhu Yuanzhang leaned on the dragon chair, noncommittal, and said, "Is the private salt case really related to Xiao Liao?"

"Yes, according to the investigation, in the third year of Hongwu, Yang Xian tried to open the middle school in Shanxi, and he received strong support from the Marquis of Deqing." Zhu Biao reported softly:

"At that time, Marquis Deqing used the water army to help those Shanxi merchants transfer the purchased grain to Luoyang, and then the Shanxi merchants transported it across the Taihang Mountains in mule and horse carts, which greatly shortened the distance they needed to transport the grain. Transporting it to the army made Yang Xian a great contribution."

"Little Liao, you bastard, you gave us favors from our navy!" Zhu Yuanzhang scolded angrily, "Surely he didn't give it away for nothing, did he?"

The crown prince nodded and said: "Yang Xian reciprocated and handed over all the business development to Shanxi businessmen. And those Shanxi businessmen joined forces with Deqinghou's people to make a fortune together."

"I'm a traitor, and I'm pretty good at doing business." Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "What happened later?"

"Later, Yang Xian made a comeback because of his contributions to Kaizhong, but he was beheaded after entering Zhongshu for a month. The follow-up job of promoting Zhongyan Zeli fell on Hu Xiang's head."

"Hu Weiyong is not a vegetarian." Zhu Yuanzhang said with a cold gleam in his eyes: "It is absolutely impossible for him to suffer and suffer, and the benefits will be taken by others!"

"The composition of the merchants in Kaizhong has indeed changed. The Shanxi merchants are still there, but the people from Marquis Deqing are out." Zhu Biao said softly, "But there is no evidence that those merchants have any interest in Hu Xiang."

"It's all second-hand goods that have been sifted by the Ministry of Education. He can let us men see the shit on his butt?" Zhu Yuanzhang didn't believe it at all. "Now instead of checking Hu Weiyong, continue talking about Liao Yongzhong!"

"The brothers of Marquis Deqing were snatched away as soon as they tasted the sweetness. Of course they can't bear it." Zhu Biao said:

"They began to return to their old business, secretly trafficking in smuggled salt. On the one hand, they made huge profits, and on the other hand, they were able to attack Kaizhong, so that the value of the salt that those merchants who betrayed them had worked so hard to get was greatly reduced."

"I understand now." Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, signaling the prince not to press it.Holding on to the armrest of the dragon chair, he got up slowly and said:
"Those private salt dealers are not only numerous but also able to fight, and they are also inextricably linked with the Daming Navy. Kaizhong merchants are not their opponents, so they have to ask Hu Weiyong?"

"Of course, they may also be looking for Li Shanchang. Well, this kind of possibility is bigger. After all, Hu Weiyong is a rising star, and he hasn't had time to reach out to the place." Boss Zhu made an insightful analysis and teased:
"It seems that our Han Gong is still in Fengyang."

"My son can't say it well." Zhu Biao is unwilling to praise and criticize his elders easily, especially Li Shanchang, who he has always called his uncle...

"This little Liao has become more and more arrogant since he defeated Shu. For his brother's sake, we don't care about him. I didn't expect him to push his nose in the face!" Zhu Yuanzhang said, walking to the imperial case , dug out a few copies from a pile of memorials, threw them to the prince, and said:
"Look, he has learned how to get an official for him!"

Zhu Biao looked through it quickly, and found that they were all requests for Marquis Deqing to be made Duke.He also quoted, by coincidence, the evaluation of his father's sentence of "superior generals, wise and powerful".

No way, who made the eight-character plaque hang on the gate of Deqinghou Mansion?

"It's well deserved." Zhu Biao commented objectively.

"Confucius said that names and utensils are the only ones, not fake people. What we give is his, and what we don't give, he can't ask for it!" Zhu Yuanzhang sneered and said:

"While our eldest grandson is full moon, he also wants to be happy? Then he made a wrong calculation!"

As Zhu Yuanzhang said, he ordered in a deep voice: "Decree, Marquis Deqing is not strict with the emperor, and the discipline is ineffective, causing the slaves to harass the place and compete with the people for profit. I issued the iron list first, and if I dare to commit another crime, the crime cannot be pardoned. Everyone will be severely punished, and Marquis Deqing's salary will be halved. This is my honor!"

"Father..." Zhu Biao hesitated for a moment, and quickly picked up a pen to draft the imperial edict.

After finishing writing, he still felt that something was wrong.It wasn't that the treatment was too heavy, but too light, which gave him an ominous feeling...

Zhu Yuanzhang took a look at the edict drafted by the prince, took out the emperor's seal from the printing box, and used the seal himself.

After the incident, he suddenly remembered something and asked: "By the way, who is Yang Xian's mouthpiece? Have you found out?"

"The law is not passed on to the six ears. Even if there is such a thing, there are very few people who know about it." Zhu Biao shook his head slowly, the thorn in the father's heart could not be removed.

"It seems that we still have to ask Xiao Liao directly." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly.

"Marquis Deqing may not tell the truth." Zhu Biao still wanted to persuade his father, don't turn over old accounts.

"If you don't tell the truth, then you won't be able to remove the suspicion!" Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly burst out with murderous intent: "Let's not let anyone go!"

"Father, Mr. Liu can't be wronged!" Zhu Biao shuddered, and the burning brazier couldn't make him feel warm.

"We didn't mention him. If we dare to touch him, Ni Niang will be the first one to agree." Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and didn't mention it again.

The prince nodded suspiciously, and saw the flames shining in his father's eyelids, as if there were flames beating in his eyes.

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