I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 348
"Your Majesty, is there any good news from Governor Hu?"

Seeing that Jiajing was in a good mood, Lu Fang immediately stepped forward and asked.

"Yeah, see for yourself!"

After Jiajing finished speaking, he handed the memorial to Lu Fang and said slowly.

Lu Fang took the memorial respectfully, and when he finished browsing the above content, a little smile appeared on his face, and he quickly said respectfully.

"My servant congratulates Your Majesty. In this way, the progress of the imperial court's attack on Japan will be much faster."

When Jiajing heard this, he pinched his chin and fell into thinking. After a long time, Jiajing came back to his senses and gave instructions to Lu Fang.

"Bring me the pen and paper, I want to write a letter to Hu Zongxian myself!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Lu Fang's movements were very quick, and he quickly ordered the eunuchs under him to prepare all the pens and papers.

Afterwards, Jiajing came to the desk, spread out the pen and paper, and began to write the letter.

"Hu Aiqing, I already know what you said in the letter. Regarding the dispatch of officials from the Maritime Trade Department to manage the port, I have made a decision in my heart, and it will be formally implemented soon."

"For those Japanese pirates, we must strictly guard them, and we must not take them lightly, so as not to affect the stability of the southeast coast. At that time, no matter whether it is a lack of money or a lack of people, even if you tell me what you want, I will give you my full support."

"In addition, I plan to temporarily set up an organization to manage this group of Japanese pirates, and let these Japanese pirates work for my Daming to collect intelligence. I plan to leave this matter to you."

"Don't worry, I will send Jin Yiwei to assist you. As for those Japanese pirates who are not willing to work for my Daming, just follow the usual practice and just kill them!"

When the last word was written, Jiajing obviously breathed a sigh of relief. After the ink on the paper was dry, he immediately called Lu Fang and gave instructions.

"Give this letter to Hu Zongxian!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Lu Fang bowed slightly and responded like this.

……

On the other side, after Gao Gong was on duty, he dragged his tired body back home. Just as he was about to have a good sleep, the butler pushed the door open and reported respectfully.

"Master, here is a letter addressed to you!"

An impatient look appeared on Gao Gong's face, and he waved his hands, saying so.

"Take it away, take it away, there are too many people who write to me every day, do I have to read every letter?"

Seeing this situation, hesitation appeared on the butler's face, and immediately, he mustered up his courage and continued.

"But master, this is a letter sent to you by the person you promoted earlier, Yang Zongtai, the prefect of Quanzhou!"

Hearing this, Gao Gong recalled it for a long time, and then remembered that there was Yang Zongtai, then took the envelope and ordered.

"Well, I see, you go down first."

"Yes, sir."

Hearing the words, the housekeeper responded immediately.

As for why the butler is so dedicated, the reason is very simple, who would have trouble with Yinzi?
After the housekeeper left, Gao Gong came to sit down beside the desk, opened the envelope, and began to carefully read the contents on it, only to see that it was written.

"Old Gao Ge, the next official, Quanzhou Governor Yang Zongtai, has taken the liberty of disturbing you this time, please don't blame Elder Ge!"

"Since the official opening of Quanzhou Port, there have been more and more ships passing through the port every day, and the local people have also found work. The local situation in Quanzhou has also improved day by day!"

"However, with the growing prosperity of trade, the existing problems are gradually exposed, that is, the disputes between the two sides of the trade are becoming more and more serious!"

"The previous notice issued by the imperial court was to let the lower officials be temporarily responsible for the affairs of the sea trade, but the lower officials are too busy to take care of it at the same time. Therefore, the lower officials implore Gao Ge to send special officials to deal with the sea trade. dispute."

"In this way, it will not only benefit the development of maritime trade, but also effectively protect the interests of our Ming merchants!"

After Gao Gong read the contents of the letter word by word, the resentment of being disturbed in his heart had completely dissipated, and he began to think about the feasibility of it.

"This Yang Zongtai is a useful talent!"

"At that time, the officials of the Maritime Trade Department will be dispatched to the ports that have been opened to handle the corresponding affairs."

"As for the sea trade, His Majesty values ​​it quite a lot. In this way, the power in my hands will also increase a lot!"

"Let's wait until the next cabinet meeting to formally mention it to His Majesty."

Gao Gong thought so, put the letter in his hand aside, and immediately spread out the pen and paper, and began to write a reply.

"I have received the letter, and I will discuss this matter at the cabinet meeting next, and there will be results soon!"

"in addition……"

……

Late at night, Yan Mansion.

At this moment, the waiting room of Yan Mansion was already full of officials, big and small, all of them were waiting for Yan Song to come out and give them an explanation.

And Yan Maoqing, Luo Longwen, and Zhang Runde were also among them. Their faces were no different from those of many officials present, and they were all panicked.

In the waiting room, officials in twos and threes got together and exchanged the news they got, but judging from the expressions on their faces and the content of the conversation, the situation was not optimistic.

Seeing this situation, Yan Maoqing sighed helplessly, with a sad expression on his face.

"Oh, what can I do if this goes on!"

Zhang Runde at the side glanced at Yan Maoqing and said with disdain.

"What are you afraid of? We still have so many people. With Yan Ge always around, everything will be fine!"

Just when Luo Longwen was about to interrupt, Yan Shifan entered the waiting room with Yan Song's arm.

Seeing this situation, many officials in the waiting room fell silent.

Silently staring at the 81-year-old man, his body was bent, and he sat tremblingly in the upper position.

"Old Yan Ge!"

Many officials present seemed to have found the backbone, and immediately said in unison.

Yan Song didn't respond at all to this, after looking around, he said slowly.

"I know why you came here so late. It's just to see if I, an old man, can hold on!"

"Before this, there must have been some of you who had secretly contacted Qingliu, right?"

After Yan Song's words fell, he immediately set his eyes on the officials in the corner, the meaning in his words was self-evident.

Seeing this situation, the faces of those officials suddenly turned pale, and their bodies began to tremble slightly because they were too frightened, and then they knelt down on the ground suddenly, begging for Yan Song's forgiveness.

"Mr. Yan Ge, we have no choice but Qingliu and his group took the initiative to find us..."

But before they could explain the reason of the matter clearly, the anger of many officials at the scene could hardly be suppressed.

After sensing the anger of many former colleagues at the scene, the officials panicked and explained loudly.

"What do you want to do, we can't force it..."

"Damn it, traitor!"

Before they could finish speaking, Zhang Runde, the servant of the criminal department, yelled and threw one of the officials to the ground. After controlling him tightly, he immediately started punching and kicking to vent his anger.

And the official who was pushed to the ground by Zhang Runde was not to be outdone, and crazily resisted. Seeing this, Luo Longwen immediately rolled up his sleeves and joined in. For a while, there were endless screams.

Seeing this, the remaining officials were also frightened, and just stood there in a daze, not daring to make any moves.

Yan Song, who was sitting at the top, saw that the heat was almost ready, so he ordered immediately.

"Okay, let's go here!"

(End of this chapter)