I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 47 Concealment
As night fell, inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Jiajing breathed out a foul breath, then got up from the futon, his eyes were full of joy, nothing else, since he used Leifa today, he suddenly felt that the thoughts in his heart were clear, and he seemed to feel something.The sense of blockage that he had felt during the previous breathing practice also disappeared, and his own strength also successfully broke through to the second level of Qi Refining.

Feeling the circulation of mana in his body, Jiajing picked up the teacup, and with just a little force, the teacup instantly turned into powder!With a light blow, it will be blown away with the wind, and the remaining tea in the cup will also flow down the palm to the ground.

Just as Jiajing was immersed in this feeling, Lu Fang entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation with silent steps.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Yan Ge is asking to see you!" Lu Fang lowered her head, and the respectful expression on her face became even more serious.

"Go, let him in." Hearing this, Jiajing waved his hand and said with a relaxed expression.

Soon, Yan Song entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation with the support of the eunuch, and saluted Jiajing tremblingly.

"No courtesy, no courtesy, Mr. Yan Ge, please get up!" Seeing this, Jiajing hurried forward to help him, and helped Yan Song to the seat in front of him.

"Your Majesty, the confiscation of Han Fan's house in Pingliang Mansion has been completed. Here is the account book. Please have a look at it!" Yan Song said, took out the account book from his sleeve, and handed it to Jiajing respectfully.

Jiajing took over the account book from Yan Song, and after seeing the figures on it, he couldn't help being surprised: "The cash is 5206 million taels! There are also five mansions in the capital, and [-] mu of land occupied."

Jiajing put down the account book, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This is richer than my internal money, and my internal treasury is only less than 200 million taels of silver!"

Yan Song immediately lowered his voice and said: "Your Majesty, may I ask whether the 5206 million taels of silver should be sent to the treasury, or directly into your internal funds?"

Jiajing pondered for a moment, and said, "4206 million taels will be sent to the treasury, and the rest will be sent to my internal funds. I will still use it in the future."

"Yes, Your Majesty! I will do it now." After receiving His Majesty's order, Yan Song didn't stop for a moment, and was ready to bow and leave.

However, Jiajing suddenly called Yan Song to a stop: "Don't worry, the matter of money is not urgent for now. What happened to the collection place for the criminal evidence I asked you to collect earlier?"

"Your Majesty, I have almost collected the evidence of the clan's crimes! I am sorting it out and will present it soon." Yan Song was suddenly stopped by Jiajing, paused, and then responded.

"Okay, Mr. Yan Ge really deserves to be the minister of my humerus! Go down and get busy, I won't bother you anymore." After listening to Yan Song's report, Jiajing praised Yan Song and sent him away.

"I just hope that the fire will burn even bigger!" Jiajing looked at Yan Song's leaving figure and said to himself silently.

……

Capital City, Prince Yu's Mansion.

During the day, Jiajing assigned the burden of confiscating the house to Yan Song, the chief assistant of the cabinet, which made the remaining people in Qingliu feel a serious sense of crisis. At the invitation of King Yu Zhu Zaiyi (ji), they gathered in King Yu's mansion one after another. To discuss the next countermeasures.

"Hmph, he Yan Song copied 870 million taels of silver from Han Fan in Pingliang Prefecture, but only reported 5206 million taels. The middle 300 million silver was all embezzled by the Yan Party!"

In the study, Xu Jie told everyone the news he did not know where he got it, which caused a burst of indignation.

"This strict party is really a disaster for the country and the people! So much money dares to be greedy for ink. If it is all used for people's livelihood, there will not be so many hungry people in the Ming Dynasty." Gao Gong on the side listened to Xu Jie. After the words, he said indignantly.

"Hey, if the strict party is not eradicated, our Ming Dynasty will have no peace!" Zhu Zaixi, who was on the side, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"It is said that today my father just changed the title of King Han Fanzhao of Pingliang Prefecture, and did nothing else?" Zhu Zaixi looked at Xu Jie and asked.

"That's right, today His Majesty just revoked King Zhao's title and liquidated the crimes he committed, without going any further!" Xu Jie glanced at King Yu in surprise, and explained.

"Then I'm relieved. To be honest, those clans entrusted me to inquire about the news. After all, what happened today is too scary." After hearing Xu Jie's exact answer, Zhu Zaixi breathed a sigh of relief. .

"Oh, if His Majesty hadn't stopped us, our previous plan would have been successfully implemented! Now there is no place for strict party." Gao Gongchang sighed, his tone full of helplessness.

"That's right. After all, His Majesty had already said that at that time. If anyone dares to tamper with in Zhejiang, he will simply seek his own death!" Zhang Juzheng, who had been silent all this time, also said.

"Right now, the people with lofty ideals in Zhejiang are being persecuted by the government, and many of them have been imprisoned. No one dares to say that it is wrong to change rice into mulberry." Xu Jie stroked his beard, and added what Zhang Juzheng said road.

"You said, why don't we just blow up the embankment? Anyway, the ultimate goal is to make Zhejiang chaos. If the embankment is blown up, the fields of the people will be flooded, and Zhejiang will be in chaos." Gao Gong hesitated for a moment, and gave own idea.

"No, this matter is too risky. Right now Zhejiang is controlled by people from the strict party! If you act now, it is tantamount to a wolf's mouth. If someone from the strict party finds out and reports to His Majesty, none of us can bear the anger " Xu Jie frowned after hearing Gao Gong's proposal, and rejected the idea.

"Then what should we do!" Gao Gong said helplessly when he heard that his idea was rejected.

"Wait, over time, there will always be a chance!" Zhang Juzheng comforted at the side.

"Alas..." Everyone was helpless and sighed deeply.

……

After Yan Song came back from the emperor, he returned to his home without stopping.

As soon as Yan Song entered the study, he saw his son Yan Shifan waiting here. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing his father coming back, Yan Shifan hurriedly saluted and asked eagerly, "Father, what does your majesty say?"

"What else can I say? Pour me a cup of tea first, I'm a little thirsty, Your Majesty is really, don't let me have a cup of tea before leaving!" Yan Song glanced at his son, and then collapsed on the reclining chair without image .

"Father, please!" Yan Shifan poured the tea and handed it to Yan Song respectfully.

Yan Song took the teacup, took a sip, and smiled on his wrinkled face.

"Your Majesty didn't say anything at Yinzi's side. He just urged me to sort out the criminal evidence of the clan as soon as possible and submit it!"

When Yan Shifan heard what his father said, he was obviously relieved, and then he patted his chest and said: "Father, don't worry, I have almost finished sorting out those files, and they can deliver them the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"Okay, you go down! I've worked hard all day, and I'm a little tired." After listening to his son Yan Shifan's report, Yan Song relaxed his expression, and then waved his hands very casually, his words were full of laziness.

"Yes, then the child will not disturb father's rest, and the child will leave now!"

After Yan Shifan finished speaking, he stepped lightly, preparing to close the door of the study.

"Wait, I suddenly remembered something!"

Just when Yan Shifan was about to close the door of the study, Yan Song suddenly sat up from the recliner and called Yan Shifan to stop.

"Father, what's the matter?" Yan Shifan stopped and looked at his father on the reclining chair.

"How is the guidance of public opinion in the capital? Are the people you use reliable?"

"Don't worry, the people used by the baby are absolutely reliable!"

"Well, it's better to be careful, it's okay, you can go down."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)