Rule over Ming Dynasty

Chapter 241 Late Justice

In the capital city in December, the continuous roofs have been covered with snow.

The people in the capital are busy with their livelihoods. Since next spring will be the Enke Examination, a large number of high-spending people will flock to the capital, which will drive business prosperity.

Hard-working people shuttled through the intricate streets, occasionally stepping on the snow and making a sizzling sound.

Although it has been a long time since Daming abused Annan, everyone still maintains a good mood every time they think of how powerful the Ming army is, and they even hum a little song.

With a faint smile on Liu Ying's face, she was leading four young women out of the poverty-stricken area with several newly woven white cotton cloths, and was walking towards the bustling street beside the Drum Tower.

When a group of people came to the entrance of the Royal Cloth Store, she deliberately patted the snowflakes on the white cotton cloth, and then led the four women behind her into the store together.

Liu Ying has been here many times, and she came to the counter where Shopkeeper Sun was at with ease: "Shopkeeper Sun, these are five pieces of cloth from our group, please check them!"

Shopkeeper Sun is old after all, and his mental state is obviously worse this winter, but he is still diligent and meticulous in his work.

When he began to check the cotton cloth, the old face couldn't help but praise: "The cotton cloth in your group is really fast and well woven!"

Because the East China Sea, Nanyang and Mongolia have been in constant demand for cotton cloth, the supply of Daming cotton cloth is still relatively tight, so more and more contracts have been signed with Weaver Girls.

In order to facilitate management, the Royal Weavers now adopt the method of old people leading newcomers. Every five female weavers will form a group, and each group needs to come together to deliver the goods.

Liu Ying had a slight smile on her face, but she didn't look overly proud. This kind of thing is nothing more than the fact that people in their group are more diligent.

"This is your silver tael, please keep it!" Shopkeeper Sun handed over their due silver tael after deducting their loom usage fee.

Liu Ying didn't take over the silver taels, and looked serious: "Master Qian, can you fold it all into cloth tickets for us?"

"All folded into cloth tickets?" Shopkeeper Sun couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Liu Ying's eyes were very bright, and she nodded very seriously: "Yes!"

"Didn't the Royal Cloth Shop give each of you a cloth ticket as a year-end bonus last time? What do you want so much cloth for?" Shopkeeper Sun gently flipped the beads to fold silver, and asked in a puzzled manner. .

Liu Ying looked at Shopkeeper Sun, who was crackling his abacus, and said with a smile on his face, "I want to buy a shuttle loom!"

"That's how it is!" Shopkeeper Sun suddenly realized, and said in a serious manner: "You have savings, it is really suitable to buy one. Now the price of the machine is discounted, and you can pay in three months, and there is also a three-year warranty! In the long run! , it’s more cost-effective than renting a machine!”

Liu Ying's eyes sparkled, and she nodded lightly: "Well, I've found out! It's just that I'm used to using this one now, and you will always be responsible for the warranty. Is it okay if my family doesn't need to replace it with a new one?"

"How about it! If you don't need to replace the machine with a new one, how about I extend the warranty period for half a year?" Shopkeeper Sun said after finishing the calculations, and offered preferential terms.

When Liu Ying heard this better condition, she nodded hurriedly: "Okay, thank you, shopkeeper Sun, for your care!"

Shopkeeper Sun saw that Liu Ying planned to buy it today, and after receiving the cloth ticket that Liu Ying handed over, he issued a receipt seriously, stating that the warranty period of the machine was three and a half years.

Now the settlement method of the shuttle loom is cloth tickets, so now the cloth tickets in the capital are becoming more and more popular, even more popular than silver with different impurities.

"Please keep this certificate! We have already recorded it, and we will not charge you for the use of the machine in the future. Just let us know when the machine is guaranteed!" After the registration was completed, shopkeeper Sun handed over a receipt and said .

Liu Ying felt extremely relieved when she took the bill as if she had found a treasure.

Although this is the result of my countless sweats, I feel very happy when I think that the magical loom belongs to me completely.

Without that machine, it would be a serious problem to feed myself, let alone feed my own children.

It's just that I really own that machine, and even have this job that can bring in a stable income, and my life must be getting better and better.

"We will work hard like Miss Ying in the future, and when we have saved enough money, we will also buy a shuttle loom!" The four women expressed their opinions one after another as if they had a new direction in their lives .

Just as they walked out of the Royal Cloth Shop, a group of scholars hurried past them, heading towards the Royal Bookstore next to the Royal Cloth Shop.

"Ming" issued by Baijiayuan became the best-selling publication at present.

This kind of publication that includes the latest information not only has the most cutting-edge information but also has the latest ideas, so it is interesting to read.

"Is the latest issue of "Ming" published?"

"Quick, give me a copy, I want the latest issue!"

"Have you heard? The test will refer to the above content to make questions!"

……

A large group of scholars flocked to the Royal Bookstore to snap up the "Ming" magazine. Although two qian silver seems to be a lot, they are already Juren after all, and they can still afford the expenses.

Of course, the most important thing is that it is widely rumored that many topics of the exam will be related to current information, and "Ming" will be a very important reference material, so there is a wave of panic buying.

Just like this, now the power to control public opinion in the whole country is no longer exclusive to the scholar-bureaucrats, and Zhu Youtang is using "Ming" to guide the direction of public opinion in the whole country.

The north of the city presents the hustle and bustle of all beings, while the south of the city presents the tranquility under the waves of power.

The current emperor has been on the throne for more than a year. Although he is still relatively young, the empire at the helm is now thriving, and almost no one dares to openly sing the opposite.

Since Taizu and Taizong, there were fewer and fewer lords in the Ming Dynasty, but now the first lordship appeared in the Hongzhi Dynasty, and it was an extremely rare civil servant who was lordshiped for military service.

Dashi Yongfang, the new Bofu.

As the gate opened, a sedan chair came in from the outside, and then slowly landed in the front yard.

"Father, you're finally back!" Wang Shouren followed his father back to the capital, and now he was in a very excited state, seeming to greet him enthusiastically.

Wang Hua has a beautiful beard, and this nearly a year seems like a dream. It only took less than a year from Hanlin Xiuzhuan to Xinjianbo.

Although according to the regulations of Ming Dynasty: civil servants cannot be named dukes, they can only be named earls, and the premise must be that they have military merits, and they are not allowed to prejudge the affairs of Jiuqing.

Now that I have been granted the title of Uncle Xin, I have actually cut off my official residence in Jiuqing.It's just that my age and qualifications are here, even if I let myself survive, it will be difficult to reach that position. It would be more cost-effective to obtain this hereditary earl.

Wang Hua knew that he was able to perform so well this time. Although he was indeed a very prudent and smart person, more importantly, he owed it to his smart and brave son.

As soon as the father and son returned to the desk, Wang Shouren couldn't help asking curiously: "Father, what did your majesty say when you were called into the palace just now?"

"Tea!" Wang Hua uttered a word with difficulty, thinking of the supreme imperial power he felt when he met Zhu Youtang just now.

The butler had just delivered the teacup to the door, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace upon hearing this.

"Father, is Your Majesty fishing today?" Wang Shouren's eyes were bright, and he asked curiously.

Wang Hua took the teacup from the butler, but his son gave him a blank look and said lightly, "How can it be possible to fish in this damn weather!"

"That's right! What did His Majesty tell you? Did he arrange a new position for you?" Wang Shouren glanced at the icy and snowy courtyard, and continued to inquire curiously.

Wang Hua took a sip of tea, and then said leisurely: "Your Majesty's praise for being a father is also asking about some wishes of being a father!"

When he said this, he couldn't help feeling a little more warm.

It is said that today's emperor is cruel, but he has faced the saint several times. This emperor gives him the feeling that he is a very considerate emperor, and he also regards himself very highly, even with a trace of respect.

When the butler heard about his father's whereabouts, he immediately looked at Wang Hua curiously.

"Father, tell me quickly, what position did His Majesty give you?" Wang Shouren frowned slightly, and asked anxiously.

Holding the teacup in his hand, Wang Hua said calmly: "Your Majesty knows that my father doesn't want to go to the local governor again, so I have granted permission to stay in Beijing for my father, and next year I will serve as the Imperial College Jijiu."

Guozijian sacrificial wine?
Hearing this position, the butler couldn't help but gasp.

According to the normal promotion of Ci ministers, it may take Wang Hua more than ten years to get the chance to get in touch with this position from Hanlin. However, he only worked in the local area for less than a year. It was Ron who was mighty.

"Father, you should go to another place to continue to serve as the governor, and even if you are not good enough, you can also be the commander-in-chief." Wang Shouren said disappointedly when he learned that his father was going to stay in Beijing.

Wang Hua took a sip of tea, looked up at his son and said, "Your Majesty also mentioned you!"

"Mention of me?" Wang Shouren's eyes lit up slightly, and he pointed to his nose in disbelief.

Wang Hua nodded solemnly, but he knew that his son had already entered the emperor's eyes, so he said solemnly: "Your Majesty authorized you to study Jingwei Wuxue and Guozijian, and asked you to study hard and participate in martial arts and civil examinations in the future." lift!"

"Why don't you give me a military position or a rich family!" Wang Shouren muttered in frustration when he realized that His Majesty was going to cram himself into the school.

Wang Hua put down the teacup in his hand heavily, and said with a straight face: "Your Majesty has granted you permission to enter the two academies to practice civil and martial arts. It can be said to be a great grace to you. You actually said such stupid words. My Wang family is not as good as you." Damn thing!"

The butler also felt that the emperor attached great importance to his son, and looked at Wang Shouren with complicated eyes.

"Father, my son just made a slip of the tongue. He will definitely study hard and live up to His Majesty's expectations!" Wang Shouren knew he had slipped his words, so he hastily stated his position.

The Yamen of the Ministry of Punishment, the prison.

With the sound of an iron chain, a cell door was opened, and the prison head said coldly to the prisoner with disheveled hair inside: "Master Liu, let's go!"

Seeing that the date finally came, Liu Daxia couldn't help showing a helpless and miserable smile on his face.

Originally, he thought that he had great righteousness, even today he would not dare to kill himself, not to mention that he still has many colleagues with good relations in the court.

Especially when he learned that Daming launched an army against Annan, he knew that his chance to become famous had come, and he was even going to go up and scold the emperor after the defeat of Daming.

Contrary to expectations, Annan's Le Dynasty was not a piece of iron, but the young emperor disintegrated the Le regime through military strikes and political polarization.

Liu Daxia knew that he was doomed, but he still looked at the wall left to defend himself and said: "Stop swordsmanship and plant farms and mulberries, this is what Mingjun did! The emperor used swordsmanship, and although he has won Annan today, there are endless disasters and the people are suffering. The beginning!"

"Although I haven't studied, it's up to you whether the people suffer or not! The great Ming army conquered the Li Dynasty, and the people on the southwestern border will be at peace. This year, the miscellaneous taxes in the capital have been reduced, and the special cotton has sold for a good price. , Several of my neighbors are going to eat meat for Chinese New Year this year." Seeing that this person still accused Dangzi, Dang even snorted coldly.

Liu Daxia's face suddenly turned cold, and he immediately reprimanded: "A short-sighted man can't know the way to govern the country. I hate that I have so much talent and can't use it!"

"People who eat meat every day pretend to be concerned about the country and the people. As a result, the people in the southwest are bullied by foreigners, but they pretend to turn a blind eye. If people like you are really governed, it will be the tragedy of China." The head of the prison has already seen this era clearly. Even if you go back and say.

Officials from the Ministry of Punishment came to pick him up, but they didn't like the former military doctor who had hidden Annan's file, so they put him in the prison car with a straight face.

If Liu Daxia hadn't been hiding the "Annan Files" for a long time, the Ming Dynasty might not have needed so many casualties in this military deployment, and this hypocrite should have been executed Ling Chi.

"It's all about gaining fame and reputation. A good official depends on what he has done?"

"I don't know anything else. My cotton cloth harvest this year is good, and I can buy two catties of meat for the New Year this year!"

"Look at your success. My wife works in the United Weaving Factory. This year, everyone gave out five catties of pork for the New Year!"

"Our Majesty raised troops to prevent the people in the southwest from being bullied, but this old man actually got in the way. He is clearly a traitor!"

……

The people in the capital saw Liu Daxia being escorted to the execution ground. Although Liu Daxia had a high reputation in Shilin, the people onlookers didn't buy it at all, but wanted to watch this treacherous official execute his sentence with their own eyes.

Snapped!
Liu Daxia originally thought that when he was pushed to the guillotine, a group of people would complain for him, but after hearing the reactions of the people around him, he couldn't help but feel cold, more like being slapped hard.

Things were completely different from what he had imagined. He was obviously a rare direct minister of Ming Dynasty, a virtuous minister who wanted to prevent the emperor from raising swords and create peace in the world.

At this moment, how much he hoped that the Ming army's battle in Annan would be a complete defeat, and those Wu Xun who were greedy for life and fear of death would be beaten to the knees and begged for mercy by the Li family.

Liu Daxia knew that the reaction of these lowly people was not important at all, so he said loudly: "This old man is right, the history books will give this old man justice!"

But as soon as the words fell, countless rotten vegetable leaves and half-dried feces flew towards Liu Daxia.

They really can't control the history books, and even the history books will still portray Liu Daxia as one of the three gentlemen of the Hongzhi Dynasty, but this does not prevent the disgust for this hypocrite this time.

puff!
As the executioner raised the machete and slashed down fiercely, a stream of blood splashed high, and Liu Daxia's head rolled and fell on the slush.

(End of this chapter)