Rule over Ming Dynasty

Chapter 218

In the original war preparation plan, I had to come to ensure that the granaries of the four prefectures in western Guangdong were solidified, so that this place would become an important logistical support for the southern army.

It's just that the real situation of the matter is not optimistic. After all, the west of Guangdong is far away from the emperor Shan Gao, and now the granary in Leizhou Mansion has shrunk significantly.

Although it can be solved by purchasing grain from the government, doing so will not only raise the price of grain and be detrimental to people's livelihood, but also seize the grain in western Guangdong.

The same is true, the best situation has not appeared, and now preparations need to be considered in the long run.

Fortunately for Yang Tinghe, as a dignified and honest Hanlin official, he was also a successor cultivated by the civil official group, so he couldn't manage even a small granary well.

Not to mention that it has already affected the imperial court's plan for war preparations, such dereliction of duty alone is enough reason for him to tear Yang Tinghe into pieces.

Leizhou Peninsula in August is a fine weather with no clouds.

Zhenzhong West Street, on the execution platform.

Yang Tinghe was still wearing the nine-rank official uniform, with a strong smell of alcohol on his body, but he was brought here by Lu Song like a chicken.

"The old man finally opened his eyes!"

"Bah! Finally, evil comes with evil!"

"Fortunately, he was demoted, so a person like this will not let the people live a good life when he is the prime minister!"

……

The people of Leizhou City rushed over from all directions, and after seeing that the person imprisoned on the execution platform was Yang Tinghe, they condemned him one after another.

Yang Tinghe's reputation in Leizhou City has long been stinking, but he is an official of the imperial court after all, and he is regarded as a guest of honor by the prefect of Leizhou, so everyone dare not speak out.

It's just that the law of heaven is clear, the world-famous king beheaded and came to Leizhou Mansion, but he wanted to kill this mighty Ambassador Cang.

Yang Tinghe still didn't feel that he had done anything wrong when he was brought here, and he asked angrily, "Wang Yue, you killed me for a mere five hundred stones. Are you really not afraid that the pen of history is like iron?"

Lu Song next to him frowned slightly, as if he had heard such threatening words somewhere before.

"Do you think five hundred shi is too little, or is it because you are Yang Tinghe that the governor shouldn't be beheaded?" Wang Yue sat on the beheading platform, but asked with a straight face.

I have beheaded many officials along the way, either begging for mercy or threatening, but few like Yang Tinghe have died so close that they have not yet realized the mistakes they have made.

The ordinary granary is the guarantee for the local people to survive the disaster, but if this person doesn't guard the gate of the granary, he doesn't even know that the grain he manages has been replaced with sand and gravel.

Once Leizhou Mansion encounters a major disaster, and it turns out that the grain in the granary is only sand and stones at that time, how many people will be killed at that time.

Beheading Yang Tinghe this time was not only his responsibility as the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, but also because he delayed the court's preparations for the war, and it was also to give an explanation to the people of Leizhou.

Yang Tinghe struggled to get up, but was held down, but he still said angrily: "I am a Shujishi in Chenghua for 14 years, and I was appointed as Shujishi No. 1 in the Imperial Academy. I am a rare talent in governing the country in Ming Dynasty! Beheading me for five hundred grains of grain, are you not afraid that future generations will laugh?"

Huh?
Lin Qingshu, the prefect of Leizhou, and other officials heard what he said, and found that there was some truth to it.Such a talent really shouldn't be killed just for five hundred stones.

"Yang Tinghe, if you are as capable as you say, and can conjure a batch of food out of thin air, the governor may spare you! It's just that you still don't realize the mistakes you made, and you don't know what you are looking after. Chang Pingcang is so important, I’m afraid I still think it’s wrong for the emperor to demote you because you indirectly killed an official prostitute?” Wang Yue found out that Yang Tinghe was a typical Imperial Academy with high self-esteem, so he asked loudly.

"Huh? Was he demoted for indirectly killing an official prostitute?"

"Didn't everyone say that he was demoted for speaking directly to the emperor?"

"It's good to listen to those words. My mother has already seen that he is not a good bird!"

"Straightforward advice? He must have made it up to put gold on his face, no wonder he is so cruel to our Yihonglou sisters!"

……

The people present learned the truth about Yang Tinghe's demotion from Wang Yue, which was undoubtedly a formal overthrow of the rumor that he was degraded by directly admonishing the emperor, so everyone condemned him one after another.

After all, it is a remote place. When Yang Tinghe was relegated to Leizhou, he really lied, only saying that he was relegated because he spoke directly to the emperor.

After all, the local government is dominated by the officials and gentry. It seems that as long as the officials who disagree with the emperor are the best officials in the world, Yang Tinghe, who was demoted because of direct remonstrance, is no exception.

It's just that the lie was finally exposed, and Yang Tinghe's last fig leaf was torn off.

Seeing Wang Yue tearing off his fig leaf with his own hands, Yang Tinghe felt disgusted looks from all around him, so he asked sullenly, "Of course someone will clean up my case, but do you really want to leave a mark in history?" Notoriety?"

"I, Wang Yue, have been dedicated to serving the people since I became an official, and today's majesty is a rare virtuous and enlightened monarch, and everything he does is for the prosperity of China. Today, I am in charge of beheading you, using the law of the Ming Dynasty, why are future generations laughing?" ?” Wang Yue cupped his hands toward the north, and asked righteously.

Although the people present had already heard of Wang Yue's reputation, now seeing what Wang Yue said and did, they really felt that he was indeed a good official who did practical things for the people.

"The governor will not care about Qing history. When he came back from Anlu Prefecture, he would not care about these false names! Today, the governor wants to use your head to warn all the officials in the world! The rice grain of the court is not to mention five hundred shi, even if it is ten Shi Bashi will also have a head on the ground!" Wang Yue looked at Yang Tinghe, looking very firm and authentic.

Leizhou prefect Lin Qingshu and other officials were all present. After hearing these words, they shrank their heads silently, worried that the beheading knife would fall on their necks.

"Cut!" Wang Yue didn't wait for Yang Tinghe to defend, and immediately signed the order.

"Crazy, crazy, must be crazy, how can you kill me because of this?" Yang Tinghe was firmly pressed on the case, and suddenly panicked.

Until now, he still doesn't understand.Obviously it was only five hundred shi, and he had the financial resources to fill the vacancy, but this Wang Yue still wanted to kill himself.

If we go back to the root cause, the crux may still be in the capital, or in that official prostitute.

If it wasn't because of that official prostitute, or because His Majesty made a fuss out of a molehill, then he would still be a high-ranking Hanlin official, and he would be the successor that all parties focused on training.

It's just that now that he has lost his official position after all, he is neither the junior from the same village that the chief minister of the dynasty relied on the most, nor the most proud student of the second minister of the dynasty.

Die!

The people in the hall looked at the people who were being executed, but all the girls from Yihonglou came, but at this time they made a wish without any sympathy.

It can only be said that Yang Ting and Gao Gao have been on the top for too long.

He was born in the Yang family in Sichuan, and he won the exam at a young age. When he was studying in the Guozijian in the capital, he was favored by his father-in-law who was then the governor of the Guozijian.

As for entering the officialdom, he was like a fish in water, and forged close relationships with the three bigwigs in the dynasty.

If there is no accident, he will definitely be able to inherit the political resources of the civil official group and become the emperor's teacher and leader, thereby limiting the imperial power on behalf of the official class and sharing the blessing of peace with the officials and gentry all over the world.

puff!
The blade flashed, and a stream of blood splashed high.

After all, history has changed. After being demoted, the last leader of the key leader of the civil society group was not even competent for a warehouse ambassador, and now he died under the sword of Wang Yue.

Yang Tinghe's head rolled to the ground, his eyes were wide open.

Up to this moment, he still couldn't believe that he was a dragon and phoenix among people in this era, but he would die at the hands of Wang Yue, who was squeezed out by the civil official group.

"died!"

"Really dead!"

"What you deserve, this is retribution!"

……

Seeing Yang Tinghe's head rolling down, the surrounding people seemed a little scared at first, but soon they relieved themselves.

The official in the warehouse looked coldly at the head on the ground, then turned and left without saying a word.

When Lin Qingshu, the prefect of Leizhou, and others saw Yang Tinghe being beheaded, they seemed to be able to let go of their hanging hearts, but they secretly exchanged a look.

As night fell, the entire Leizhou City was shrouded in light night.

Since this month is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the waning moon looks particularly bright, and the faint moonlight is shining on this ancient city located in Leizhou Peninsula.

The lights of the Leizhou government office were brightly lit, and the Yin Hotel was very lively tonight.

Wang Yue sat quietly under the lamp and looked through the grain tax situation of Leizhou Mansion. Although beheading Yang Tinghe could warn the grain officials all over the world, the problems he was facing now had to be resolved.

The most urgent task at the moment is to raise enough food. If the imperial court decides to conquer the Annan Li Dynasty immediately, then the food stored in these four prefectures can become military rations.

"Grandpa, I don't think that Yang Tinghe is a greedy man!" Wang Yu seemed to be more mature, but he expressed his own judgment.

Wang Yue found that the taxes and grains of Leizhou Mansion were not optimistic, and it seemed that there was also a need to clear the farmland here, but he said lightly: "I didn't kill him this time because he was greedy for grain, but because he was dereliction of duty!"

He can naturally see that Yang Tinghe is not greedy, but the dignified prime minister is so negligent of his duties, and now it is even affecting Daming's preparation plan, how can he be lenient?

Regarding preparations for the war, he actually didn't mention it to anyone.The reason why I chose to come to Leizhou Mansion as the first stop is probably because the Cang Ambassador here is Yang Tinghe, but he wants to make a good start here.

It's just that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.The Changping warehouse in Leizhou Mansion that Yang Tinghe was guarding had a major shortfall, but what he was most worried about happened.

If there is a problem with the Changping warehouse in Leizhou Prefecture, then the situation in the other three prefectures may not be optimistic, and the problem with the Changping warehouse in the Fourth Prefecture is likely to be a problem left over from history.

That's why he needs to warn the warehouse ambassadors of the other three prefectures by beheading Yang Tinghe, and it is also to show the world his attitude towards the Changping warehouse shortage.

"Grandpa, Yang Tinghe is related to both the chief assistant and the second assistant. Will you cause trouble if you do this?" Wang Yu hesitated for a moment, and asked worriedly.

Naturally, Wang Yue knew Yang Tinghe's background, but he shook his head gently: "You think highly of Yang Tinghe! Yang Tinghe is just a successor trained by some people. Now Yang Tinghe is demoted to Leizhou Mansion by the emperor, and Yang Tinghe is in the capital. What he committed is a stain after all, so he has already become an abandoned child! As for whether someone will target me, are there few officials who want to target me these years?"

"As long as the emperor keeps trusting grandpa, those people will all be clowns!" Wang Yu nodded excitedly after hearing this explanation.

Wang Yue could feel the emperor's trust in him, but when he thought of the food problem he was facing now, he couldn't help but secretly felt a headache and said: "Let's just do things for the people with peace of mind! You and Hu Jun have an early rest, and leave tomorrow morning Go to Lianzhou Mansion, I'm afraid a group of officials will have to be killed there!"

"Okay!" Wang Yu knew that their mission was to kill those corrupt officials, so he immediately agreed.

After Wang Yue saw his grandson leaving, he took out a blank secret document, but he was going to report the situation here truthfully.

Although he was not as diligent as Wang Zhi in writing secret documents to the emperor, he still had to report some important matters, especially when he killed Yang Tinghe himself, after all, he killed the successor carefully cultivated by the civil official group.

After Wang Yue reported the matter, he proposed his own solution, but he planned to use Guangdong Salt to solve the food problem facing western Guangdong.

Since the new dynasty, rectifying the salt administration can be said to be a wonderful pen.

The development of Cantonese salt in China and France has also been hindered so far. Many Cantonese salt merchants have united to force the imperial court to sell salt by folding colors.

Fortunately, now that the imperial court has stated that it will continue to adopt the tough stance of opening up the Chinese law, coupled with the success of its own rectification of Huaiyan salt, it is obvious that the Guangdong salt merchants have calmed down.

When he came to Guangzhou to sort out the salt administration this time, the Chinese method of opening salt in Guangdong had gradually resumed, so the imperial court could solve the current food problem in western Guangdong by using the Chinese method.

If it is used properly, not only can the granaries of the four prefectures in western Guangdong be consolidated, but also the salt merchants can send grain from various places to the border warehouses when a war is launched.

Of course, the sales area of ​​Guangdong Salt is still too small, including only a few prefectures in Guangdong and Guangxi, and the current volume of Guangdong Salt is not enough to do so many things.

After Wang Yue saw the problem here, he decided to go to Shangshu to propose to the imperial court to expand the sales area of ​​Guangdong Salt, making Guangdong Salt Yin more valuable.

In fact, this proposal is a bit selfish. He added Anlu Prefecture to the expanded area, which undoubtedly fulfilled his original promise of laying down the salt price for the people.

It's just that this measure is for the country and the people. After all, the transportation cost of sending Huai salt from Yangzhou to Huguang's Anlu Prefecture for sale is too high, but it is not as good as sending the southern part of Huguang to the bordering Guangdong salt.

Wang Yue is not sure whether the emperor will adopt his proposal, but judging from the current situation, this is already the best solution for this exam preparation.

In the early morning of the next day, a faint white mist still shrouded Leizhou City.

Wang Yu and Hu Jun hurried to Lianzhou City early in the morning, while Zhang Cai from Jinyi Baihu delivered Wang Yue's letter to Tangzhan.

Daming’s Tang newspaper system has extended to Guangdong. After Wang Yue’s letter arrived at Yongzhan, a Tang soldier passed the information back to the capital as quickly as possible along the official road.

(End of this chapter)