Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty: Suppress the mythical martial arts at the beginning!

Chapter 14 The emperor’s heart is like an abyss, and there are hidden stakes all over the world!
However, things backfired, and people are not sages.

Even if some things are banned, some people will inevitably enjoy them. The name of this gambling house, Xiaoyaofang, is intended to be ironic.

In a corner of the gambling house, a group of newcomers were drinking rice wine under the hospitality of the owner.

After drinking the wine, a few oilmen threw the earthenware plates and started talking about each other.

These guys are from all over the world, but in this capital, they have known each other for three years.

The leader is the eldest brother among the three, and he usually leads the two brothers to have a good time.

Today, as soon as he came here, he realized something was wrong.

Normally, the majority of the guests here are those from the capital, craftsmen, rich dudes, and bad officials.

However, these days are different from usual. Most of them are knights who criticize and fight with swords and swords, gathering here.

The owner of the village was also extremely happy. The amount of silver piled in front of him was as high as a mountain, and he had to hire two guys to get it.

The eldest brother was jealous after seeing so much money, so he took his two younger brothers and went up to challenge the owner of the village.

"I said, dealer, you made so much today, you might as well get some luck and give some wine to us regular customers."

"That won't work."

When the village owner heard this, he held the silver and withdrew his hand.

"This is a temporary business, and God will reward you with food money."

"Cowardly, it's God's reward. Didn't they all come over to watch these two gangsters shit on the emperor's head?"

"Hey, I'm willing to reward you, so what?"

The owner of the village was not happy after hearing this. These martial arts people were now his food and clothing parents.

"Two families in Liaodong are Baima Zhangsan and Quedaomen."

"Two schools in Taihang are Tang Family Kuaiqiang and Guanxi Pangquan."

"Together, these two companies have more gambling shares than you guys have done in three years."

The second brother next to the eldest brother was obviously a little excited. He always liked to gossip about interesting things in the world, and everyone around him knew this.

"Hey, owner of the village, what groups of people are there, meeting friends here?"

"There are too many. You can order anyone at will, and everyone will be called by name."

"The one with the broken sword?"

"Ah, that's the Sword of Eternal Life, banished to the immortal Bai Yujing. With such a good sword, he can conquer Lingnan."

"The two actors who play the piano?"

"Those are two rookies from the Northern Shaanxi Limen. The weapons they use are as fancy as the clothes they wear."

"Where is the woman in the coarse cloth and face covering?"

"I'm telling you, don't believe me. I know she is a decent person from Emei just by looking at her habit of putting her sword."

"Isn't it possible? The big sect is also mixed in?"

"There are also two Wudang and Kongtong people who fight in the backyard and bet on the top of the Forbidden City."

"The ones over there wearing animal skin hats covering their heads are two Shaolin monks."

"The person sitting opposite them is the Hehuan witch. They don't know each other, otherwise they would have started fighting."

"Damn it, the Demon Cult also has one?"

"Hahaha, isn't that right? I just need someone from the imperial court to come over and put together a table of mahjong."

As soon as the court said these words, the eyes around him swept over fiercely, as if they saw something disrespectful.

"Hahaha, I'm scaring people."

"If you want to enter my casino, you have to guarantee your life."

"Let me ask you, in today's martial arts world, who doesn't hate the government to the core? Will he vouch for people in the court?!"

"Ye Gucheng versus Ximen Chuixue, let's rub the government's frustration away!"

"Okay!" "Okay, let's drink!" "Here's to the banker!"

……

The three Youzi drank till midnight, feeling in a daze.

The banker of the gambling house saw that they were drunk, so he quietly took away their money, but sent someone to send them back.

As brothers who have known each other for three years, three years of hard work have made them bond together.Finally, he had a place to stay in the stable in the capital.

However, there were only two people blocking the bed today.In a luxurious inn somewhere, Feng Bao watched the drama while looking at the long list.

Putting down the tea bowl, as if he had something on his mind, he ordered:

"Okay, since you're here, let's all die in the palace!"

"At the [-]th stall, inform the young ones to make arrangements to go out. No one who is coming will be able to get out alive!"

The sixteenth-level officer, wearing a face-covering black suit, knelt down to accept the order and was about to go out.

"By the way, gear [-], when the time comes to take action, don't be merciful."

"Lord Governor, don't worry, Dongchang is my home."

"If you want a head to calm down, I'll give it to you right now!"

The sixteenth-year-old took off his turban and put on his beard. He turned out to be the second brother among the three gangsters!
Hard to guard against.

As early as a few years ago, Beijing's eyes had been set.

Who would have thought that the fateful brother who lived with him day and night was actually an eunuch from the East Factory?
At night, Qianqing Palace.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and there was not even a star on the top of Qianqing Palace.

The darkness was so overwhelming that it made people feel sick.

It’s hard to imagine that this is actually a night in the middle of the month.

However, the sky was so dark, but it just reflected the lights of the palace.

The palace lanterns are brightly lit, illuminating everything in the Qianqing Palace like daylight.

The Imperial Guards are still set up everywhere, like bronze statues, with resolute faces.

Looking at the bright light in the distance, the three red-robed veterans, like moths chasing the light, walked out from the darkness with lanterns.

These three are Gao Gong, the first assistant, Zhang Juzheng, the second assistant, and Xu Jie, the Minister of Rites.

What they were holding in their hands was the financial book compiled by the Cabinet and the Six Ministries in the past two days, which recorded the amount of silver that had been collected by the Ministry of Household Affairs today.

Enter the palace gate.

The three old ministers knelt down, saluted, and presented the wealth book.

Zhu Yijun is still writing hard at this moment, dealing with the disaster problems in several provinces in the south.

After receiving the financial report, Zhu Yijun glanced at it, nodded gently, and then put it aside and stopped looking at it.

The three veterans looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. They all felt a little tired.

It is not easy to persuade people to take out the money they have already swallowed.

This is only the first day. In the next half month, this will be an extremely huge project.

And there is another problem, that is, the financial problem has not been completely solved.

Although the emperor scared these officials half to death, he might be able to manage them for three to five years.

But as time goes by, I'm afraid it will return to its old ways.

It is useless to just scare officials. We must also cooperate with people's livelihood and improve people's lives first.

Once the country's financial situation improves, many problems can be covered up, thus buying decades of time.

This tepid method has been a commonly used plan in the Ming Dynasty for many years.

However, Zhang Juzheng did not quite agree with this old approach. Many policies inherited from the Wanli Dynasty obviously no longer met actual requirements.

Changes must be made to truly solve the problem once and for all.

The conflict of political opinions caused Zhang Juzheng to compete with Gao Gong again on the issue of whether to reform or not.

As a result, there was no result from the discussion, so it was shelved for the time being.

The three of them at this moment were quietly waiting for the emperor's orders.

Sure enough, the emperor soon asked Xu Jie about taxes in various places.

Although Xu Jie is the Minister of Rites, he should not be involved in this matter.

But he was quite popular among the six departments and became the core of Zhang Juzheng's party.

Xu Jie was a little nervous and understood.

Although the power of the imperial party is at its peak, the Queen Mother has returned the power and will never let them get bigger again.

Fortunately, the emperor was wise enough to know that Xu Jie was an expert at doing things and did not use him for surgery.

(End of this chapter)