I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 40 Vortex
Zhejiang, in the Governor's Mansion of Zhejiang Province.

After reading the letter sent by his teacher Yan Song, Hu Zongxian rubbed his temples, sighed deeply, and walked to the window.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Hu Zongxian recalled in his mind the words that Yan Song asked someone to bring him earlier: "Severely punish those who confuse the people to make trouble, and don't let anyone go!"

As a person who has been in the ups and downs of the officialdom for 20 years, how could Hu Zongxian not understand the meaning of this sentence: to get involved and wipe out all opponents!

After hesitating for a while, Hu Zongxian made a decision. He called his subordinates and ordered: "Call them all to the hall for discussion."

"Yes." The subordinate took the order and left quickly.

After a while, everyone gathered in the hall.

Hu Zongxian sat at the top, looked at the other people present, and said in a deep voice: "There is news from above, don't let go of those who confuse the people to make trouble! Remember, I said don't let go of anyone. "

"Yes!" The shock in everyone's eyes flashed, and then they bowed away and began to carry out the order.

Starting from Zhang Daniu's confession, the officials pulled out the radish and brought out the mud, and soon implicated a large number of people!For these people, the government's response strategy is very simple and just one word - beat.

Putting you in prison, you can't help but beat you, and after the beating, you will be asked if you will be recruited.If you do not recruit, you will continue to be punished until you speak or die if you cannot resist the punishment.

Not only that, those who opposed the implementation of the policy of changing rice to mulberry were also sentenced to heavy sentences.Those scholars who usually get together to talk loudly were randomly charged by the government with arbitrarily discussing the government and sent to prison.

All of a sudden, all the flags and drums in Zhejiang fell silent, and no one dared to object to changing rice to mulberry, and the land surveying work continued.

In the prison, Lu Dongxing, who was still majestic before, is now being locked next to the excrement bucket, with ragged clothes and a sluggish look.

It so happened that several jailers passed by and couldn't help covering their mouths and noses. One of the leaders frowned and said, "You old bastard, how dare you order me around? It doesn't matter whether you are qualified or not!"

"Come on brothers, entertain him well."

"Okay, hahaha!"

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And the capital is not very peaceful, rumors are everywhere, and a huge political whirlpool is slowly forming.

At a tea stand outside the capital city, several customers were tasting genuine tea and chatting casually.

"Hey, have you heard? Not long ago, people from Pingliang Mansion hired murderers to kill people in the street!" A thin customer in coarse linen said in a low voice when he saw that there was no one around.

"What kind of mansion is Pingliang mansion? Why don't I know?" A customer asked doubtfully.

"Pingliang Mansion is in Shaanxi. There are four Fans in total, namely Qin, Han, Su, and Qing! Among these four Fans, Han Fan has the largest number and power! It was Han Fan who killed people in the street yesterday. People." Hearing this, a fat customer in brocade clothes showed deep contempt on his face, and then explained to him.

"How do you know so much?"

"Look at my outfit, sir, I have seen a lot in all my travels!"

"Quick, quick, keep talking, why did the people in Pingliang Mansion kill people in the street?" The remaining tea drinkers were aroused with curiosity and wanted them to continue talking.

"Well..." The customer in coarse sackcloth deliberately paused for a moment.

"Man, I'll take care of this man's tea money!" Someone got impatient and slammed the broken silver on the table.

"Okay, then I'll continue!" Seeing that his tea money had been settled, the man smiled slightly, and continued to talk.

"I heard that the person who was killed was a scholar. The scholar had a childhood sweetheart and was fairly handsome. But one day when he went out to pray for the scholar, he was unfortunately bumped into by people from Pingliang Mansion. Seeing his beauty, he wanted to kill him. Accepting her as a concubine, the woman would rather die than obey, and then she offended them, so she was brutally murdered at home."

"And that scholar sued the government in a rage after he learned that his childhood sweetheart was murdered, hoping that the people in the government would uphold justice for him! No matter how you say it, the people in the Pingliang Mansion are also clansmen, relatives of the emperor, and the government would not dare to provoke them. Ah, so it has been dragging on."

"It's not that the people in Pingliang Mansion have tried to reconcile with the scholar, but they were all rejected! Just yesterday, the scholar was killed on the street by someone hired by Pingliang Mansion."

"It's really unreasonable, these beasts!"

"I can't help it. They are members of the clan and relatives of the emperor! I really don't know that the court spends so much money every year..."

"Shh, keep your voice down so no one can hear you."

……

In the huge capital city, people are talking about this matter everywhere, even the female relatives who live in the high gate compound, who don’t know how to know about it, they talked about it one after another while they were doing embroidery. Among them, there is a lot of disgust towards the Pingliang Mansion.

And the official did not do anything from the beginning to the end, just let the rumors spread and ferment.

At this moment, Yin Ding Shichang of Shuntian Prefecture was running around the house in a hurry like ants on a hot pot.

It wasn't until this moment that he understood what his predecessor meant when he said to him, "It's hard to be an official in Beijing"!
Now that the culprit of the murder in the street has confessed and is being held in a cell, he dare not take any action.One side is the surging public opinion, and the other side is the face of the royal family!The speed in the middle is really difficult to grasp, if he offends any party, he doesn't have to be the Governor of Shuntian Mansion.

Seeing the anxious look of her husband, the wife walked into the room and gave a suggestion: "You little Governor of Shuntian, what are you doing with this matter? Just report this matter! Let those high-ranking officials worry about it."

"That's right! Why didn't I think of it? It seems that if you really care about it, you will be confused. As a husband, I will write a book immediately." Ding Shichang was overjoyed when he heard the words, hugged his wife tightly, kissed his wife on the face fiercely, and went into bed Go back to the study and write hard.

"Really." The wife blushed and returned to her room after complaining a few words.

In the Ministry of Punishment, all the officials looked at the booklet handed over by Yin Ding Shichang of Shuntian Mansion, and they all showed embarrassment, and no one wanted to open it.

"What should we do? This brochure has been handed over to us. If we don't deal with it, it will be a bit unreasonable."

"What a fart, no matter who is involved in this case now, there will be no good end!"

"Then what should we do? It's impossible for everyone in our criminal department to fall ill. That's the only way..."

"That's right, the old man will ask for sick leave tomorrow!"

"How about we continue to pass it up?"

Seeing this, an official looked around at the big men present, and gave his answer cautiously.

"This... how can this work? If you pass it up, you will be the cabinet! At that time, the elders in the cabinet will be furious, and I will walk away when I can't wait."

"Then what should we do? Is it possible that our criminal department will handle it?"

"Then...let's hand it over."

Shuntian Mansion Yin Ding Shichang's book went through countless procedures and passed through the hands of countless people, and finally lay quietly in the cabinet. The speed of the process was jaw-dropping.

(End of this chapter)