I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 106 Gradually advance
The Forbidden City, the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

After all the ministers left, Jiajing handed over the impeachment letter to Lu Fang, and said softly: "Lu Fang, you can also take a look for me, is there any clue in it?"

"Your servant obeys!" Lu Fang said, took the memorandum from Jiajing, and browsed through all the contents on it.

"Did you think of anything?" Jiajing asked looking at the hesitant expression on Lu Fang's face.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this servant feels that this impeachment memorial is quite similar to the case of cheating in the imperial examinations last time!"

"I think so too. The last time I killed a lot of people, these guys don't have a long memory, and they still want to do something about it! Since they dare to do something, then I will continue to kill until they are scared."

"Your Majesty, do you want your slaves to notify Jin Yiwei so that they can send someone to investigate?" Lu Fang cautiously asked Jiajing for his opinion.

"Well, let Zhu Qi and the others investigate! No matter who is found at that time, they can deal with it directly, and there is no need to report it to me." Jiajing waved his hand and said.

"Yes, Your Majesty, this servant will order you down now." Lu Fang said, and wanted to bow and leave, but Jiajing suddenly called him to stop.

"Lu Fang, let me ask you, do you think this Li Chunfang is innocent?"

"Your Majesty, this servant thinks that Li Chunfang is probably being framed! He is the No. 26 scholar in the [-]th year of Jiajing, and he has a bright future in the future. It is impossible for him to do such a self-destructive thing." Hearing the emperor's question, Lu Fang stopped Footsteps, said respectfully.

"Well, go down and get busy." After hearing Lu Fang's answer, Jiajing didn't have any expression on his face, and his tone was flat.

"Yes, Your Majesty." After Lu Fang answered, she took small steps and left quickly.

……

Zhejiang, Zhejiang Governor's Mansion.

"Governor, the account book for the salt tax has been prepared, please check it with the Governor!" Zheng Michang said, and handed over the account book in his hand to Hu Zongxian.

"Well, you're doing pretty well."

Hu Zongxian took the account book from Zheng Michang, checked it carefully, and after confirming that there were no mistakes or omissions, he nodded and praised.

"May I ask the governor, when will the imperial court send someone to collect the salt tax?" Seeing that he was approved by Hu Zongxian, the immediate boss, Zheng Michang showed excitement, and then asked.

"It should be just a matter of these few days. Do you know who the court sent to collect the salt tax?" Hu Zongxian picked up his teacup, took a sip, and acted like a joke.

"Please tell the governor clearly!" He Maocai, who was on the side, couldn't hold back his curiosity when he saw this, and asked.

"Let me tell you, it's Yan Maoqing." Hu Zongxian put down the teacup in his hand and said.

"Yan Maoqing? Zuo Fudu Yushi! How could the court send him to collect salt tax?" Zheng Michang, who was on the side, couldn't help but turn pale with shock after hearing Hu Zongxian's words.

"Is there anything wrong with asking Yan Maoqing to collect the salt tax?" Gao Hanwen, who was on the side, was also aroused by Zheng Michang's big reaction.

"This Yan Maoqing is, alas, forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you!" Zheng Michang was emotional, hesitant to speak.

"Hmph, who dares to mess with the salt tax this time? Not to mention one Yan Maoqing, even ten Yan Maoqings have to collect enough salt tax!" Seeing this, Ma Ningyuan said indignantly.

"That's right, what Ma Zhifu said makes sense, look at my memory, I've already forgotten this!" Seeing this, Zheng Michang tapped his head lightly with his hand, and said.

"According to the time, it's almost February, and the common people are going to plant spring soon, right?"

Immediately afterwards, Hu Zongxian turned his gaze to his student Ma Ningyuan, and asked aloud.

"Yes, Governor! After a while, it will be time for spring planting."

When Ma Ningyuan saw his teacher Hu Zongxian questioning, he quickly responded.

"At that time, we must make preparations in advance, and strive to make the transition from rice to mulberry go smoothly!"

"Yes."

……

Since the last time Hu Zongxian ordered, Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou have dispatched effective subordinates to monitor Quanzhou Port day and night. Right now, it is the sixth day.

"Hey, it's already the sixth day, and there's not even a single person! Tell me, is there something wrong with the news?"

"I think so. Most of the news is fake. It's been so many days, and I haven't even seen a strange face! It's exposed to the wind and the sun here."

"Hey, my brother and I have such a hard life, but we got such an errand. If you want me to say, it would be better to go and fight the Japanese pirates with real knives and guns!"

"I heard that all the people who participated in the suppression of the Japanese this time received double the salary, and even those who died in battle received double the pension, and the rest of the family members were funded by the government."

"I'm so envious. If I had known earlier, I would have gone too."

The two people in charge of monitoring the movement of Quanzhou Port just chatted like this, and their words were full of complaints.

Just when one of them wanted to continue talking, he was stopped by the other: "Shh, someone is coming, look!"

Looking in the direction pointed by his companion, he saw some unfamiliar faces suddenly appearing in Quanzhou Port, wearing businessmen's clothes, with several large wooden boxes on the carriage, and they were currently checking in at the inn.

"You stare here, be careful, don't startle the snake, I'll go back and report to the general."

"Well, be careful."

After the visitor finished giving instructions to his companions, he walked away at a very fast pace.

"Report to the general, there are some new faces at Quanzhou Port!"

The person who was in charge of tracking before came back and reported to Qi Jiguangtong.

"Oh, how many of them are there?" Qi Jiguang put down the books in his hand, and asked with eagerness on his face.

"Report to the general, there are about a dozen people, and besides, there are many large wooden boxes on the carriage accompanying them!"

The person who came back from the stalking recalled for a moment, and said.

"Well, you are doing a good job! Keep watching them, and report to me immediately if there is any movement. General Ben will dispatch the army and let them get ready."

"If you succeed in catching them at that time, you will have made a great contribution. At that time, this general will not treat you badly!"

Qi Jiguang looked at the subordinate who informed him of the situation, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, General! The subordinates obey."

Hearing Qi Jiguang's promise, the person who was in charge of following up before revealed a happy face and hurriedly responded.

……

After receiving the emperor's order, Zhu Qi led his subordinates to investigate the case.

From the very beginning, they encountered a bottleneck. The little official who was in charge of taking care of Li Chunfang's daily life in the dark room, suddenly fell ill and died for some reason.

When Zhu Qi led his men to the place where the little official lived, all he saw was a cold body parked in the mourning hall, and a family member who was crying bitterly.

"Do you know how he died?" After Zhu Qi revealed his identity, he called out the little official's wife and asked.

"My lord, the night before yesterday my husband suddenly said that he had received an invitation to attend a banquet! When he came back, he was drunk and said he was not feeling well. He asked me to get some hot water for him to wash his feet."

"After he washed his feet, I put him to sleep, but when he woke up, he was silent." The little official's wife was wearing a filial piety, weeping.

"Do you know who asked him to attend the banquet?" Zhu Qi looked at the woman and asked.

"I don't know, usually he seldom goes home, and he doesn't want to talk to me about entertainment." The little official's wife replied.

"Yun'er, what's wrong?" A man's voice came from inside the mourning hall.

"It's okay, it's just that the lord wants to know something." Hearing the voice, the little official's wife wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and responded quickly.

"My lord, don't get me wrong, he is my neighbor, and the girl asked him to help." Seeing the expression on Zhu Qi's face, the little official's wife hurriedly explained.

　Ps: The author doesn't know what's going on, the brain crashes when he writes [-] words, it's not that the author doesn't want to make it longer O_o
　　
　
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