I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 422 Letter

After He Maocai and others left the governor's mansion, they spread the news through various channels that someone in the mansion secretly embezzled the relief food that should belong to Sang Nong.

Then, the development of the matter did not go beyond Zheng Michang's expectations. The mulberry farmers were all outraged by this, and gathered at the gate of the Governor's Mansion, demanding that the government severely punish this person.

At this moment, Zheng Michang was pacing the room with his hands behind his back, murmuring incessantly: "What's the matter, why haven't those Sang Nong come yet?"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and after receiving Zheng Michang's consent, a guard came in and reported the situation outside to Zheng Michang.

"My lord, a lot of Sang Nong gathered outside suddenly. They didn't know where they learned that someone in the government was greedy for the relief food that should belong to them."

"At this moment, they are making a lot of noise outside, intending to make the government investigate the matter, which has attracted many people to stop and watch, and the impact is extremely bad!"

"Look, do you need to teach them a lesson, my lord, such an unhealthy trend must not grow!"

Before the guard finished speaking, Zheng Michang gouged out his eyes with an extremely cold look.

After the guard noticed Zheng Michang's eyes, he knew he had said something wrong, so he quickly shut his mouth and didn't dare to speak any more.

I saw Zheng Michang looked away, and told the guard: "Take me there, and I will give them an explanation!"

"Yes, my lord, please follow me."

Seeing this situation, the guard looked as if he had received an amnesty, and hurriedly led the way ahead.

……

Under the leadership of the guards, Zheng Michang came outside the governor's mansion.

At this moment, those mulberry farmers were stopped at a distance by the guards of the governor's mansion just like before.

Seeing Zheng Michang coming out of the Governor's Mansion, those mulberry farmers approached Zheng Michang's direction regardless of the guard's obstruction, and shouted loudly, trying to attract Zheng Michang's attention.

"My lord, please make the decision for us!"

"We, Sang Nong, live on that little relief food. Right now, there are still people in the government wantonly greedy for ink!"

Hearing this, Zheng Michang's face showed surprise at the right time.

Immediately, he waved his hand, signaling the guards to let Sannon come over.

Seeing that there was no obstacle, those mulberry farmers rushed forward, scrambling to express their grievances to Zheng Michang.

Seeing this situation, Zheng Michang had no choice but to say in a deep voice, "Come one by one, what do you mean by what you just said?"

After finishing the words, a young man in rough linen clothes squeezed out from the crowd and spoke.

"My lord, it's like this. Now there are rumors in the city that someone in the government has corrupted the relief food that should belong to us!"

"The last time the government distributed relief food, the relief food we received was far from what we had promised!"

After listening to the young man's narration, Zheng Michang put on an expression of righteous indignation. After looking around, he withdrew his gaze, and immediately made a promise to all the sang farmers on the scene.

"Someone dares to embezzle ink and relief food. This is clearly provoking the authority of the government and slandering the image of the government!"

"Everyone, don't worry, since I know about this matter, I will definitely investigate to the end!"

"At that time, I will give you justice and remove this black sheep from the government!"

Zheng Michang's words quickly resonated with many mulberry farmers present.

"Well said, what a good official!"

"Master Qingtian, please accept my respect!"

After that, according to the list provided by Zheng Michang, the guards of the Governor's Mansion took all those officials who were greedy for the relief food of Sang Nong under control, and searched out a large sum of money from their homes. the property of.

And Ma Ningyuan immediately announced the matter by posting notices and publicizing along the street.

The common people clapped their hands and applauded this, and the sang farmers who were involved also took advantage of this opportunity to vent their grievances accumulated for so long on these officials.

However, when some people proposed that the government should redistribute the relief food that these officials were greedy for, to the people, they were shirked for various reasons.

But this part of the voice, after all, is only a minority, so under the deliberate cover-up of the government, it quickly disappeared and was never seen again.

……

Just when Zheng Michang was secretly happy that he had temporarily passed the immediate crisis, and thought that he would have a peaceful life in the future, a letter written by Yan Song himself to Hu Zongxian broke the calm.

The person who was sent to deliver the letter left by himself after handing over the letter to the guard of the Governor's Mansion and asking him to hand it over to Hu Zongxian on his behalf.

At this moment, Zheng Michang looked at the four big characters "Ruzhen Dear Parents" written by Yan Song on the envelope, his face was full of anxiety.

"This is a letter written by Mr. Yan Ge himself to the governor, but the governor is not in the mansion at present, what should we do now!"

"To be on the safe side, wait for the governor to come back, and then give this letter to him!"

Thinking this way, Zheng Michang prepared to put the letter away, but on the way, Zheng Michang's hand stopped in a strange way, and immediately said silently to himself.

"No, no, if there are any important instructions in this letter, I'm afraid it will be too late when the governor comes back. Zheng Michang, do you want to be slaughtered?"

In this way, Zheng Michang fell into endless entanglement, constantly picking up the envelope from the table and putting it down again.

After a long time, the expression on Zheng Michang's face gradually became firmer, he gritted his teeth, looked at the letter on the table, and said in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter, even if the time comes, Mr. Ge and the others want to punish me for this incident, then I will admit it!"

After the words fell, Zheng Michang carefully opened the envelope, and after repeatedly cheering himself up, he just browsed the contents above. The contents of the letter are as follows.

"How is my beloved student doing recently? In addition to the daily greetings, this letter written by the teacher today has an extremely important matter that needs to be done by you. I hope you can come forward in person to Jiangxi Governor Cao Shunhe..."

After reading the contents of the letter, Zheng Michang carefully put the letter away, and immediately fell into deep thought.

"Previously, the governor personally led the army to Jiangxi to suppress the rebellion. In this process, there is no doubt that Cao Shunhe, the governor of Jiangxi, owes the governor a huge favor."

"Presumably Yan Ge and the others, it was precisely because of this consideration that the Governor-General was asked to personally write a letter to Jiangxi Governor Cao Shunhe, asking him to transfer food from Jiangxi."

"The method is a good one, and it is also extremely feasible, but the governor is not in the house at the moment, and who should write the letter to Jiangxi governor Cao Shunhe? It is impossible for me to do it for you. Bar!"

Suddenly, without warning, an idea popped up in Zheng Michang's mind: "Why don't I just write this letter as a ghostwriter, and when the governor comes back, I will write everything to you." Tell him all the reasons?"

But soon, this extremely bold idea was vetoed by Zheng Michang himself: "No, absolutely not, Zheng Michang, don't you want to die, this is a proper death penalty!"

In this way, Zheng Bichang was struggling with this problem for several days.

And the relief food previously distributed to those mulberry farmers was almost exhausted, and those mulberry farmers gathered at the gate of the governor's mansion as before, complaining about their suffering.

In desperation, Zheng Michang had no choice but to order people to distribute relief food to those mulberry farmers again, and the matter just calmed down temporarily.

Zheng Michang knew that it was not an option to continue like this. There was not much relief food stored in the warehouse in the first place. Right now, it has been distributed twice, and the remaining food can't last for too long!
After much deliberation, Zheng Michang finally decided to take a risk. He planned to write a letter to Jiangxi Governor Cao Shunhe in the name of Hu Zongxian, asking him to mobilize grain from Jiangxi.

Just as Zheng Michang retreated to the left and right, spread out the pen and paper, and was about to write a letter, he suddenly heard a guard outside reporting that Hu Zongxian had returned.

After Zheng Michang heard the news, he didn't have time to pack up the pens and paper on the desk, and hurried to meet him.

At this moment, at the gate of the Governor's Mansion, just as Hu Zongxian got off his horse, he saw Zheng Michang approaching with a hurried expression.

"Your Excellency, you are back!"

Seeing this situation, Hu Zongxian couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and immediately asked.

"What's the matter, what happened?"

Seeing the hesitant look on Zheng Michang's face, Hu Zongxian immediately waved his hands, turned around, and asked.

"Now you can talk!"

Zheng Michang nodded, and immediately informed Hu Zongxian of everything that happened in Zhejiang in recent days without any reservation, and in every detail.

After hearing Zheng Michang's narration, Hu Zongxian was also quite surprised. What he didn't expect was that so many things happened during the period when he left Zhejiang.

Immediately, Hu Zongxian came back to his senses and gave instructions to Zheng Michang.

"Take me there, I want to see the letter the teacher wrote to me with my own eyes!"

"Yes, Lord Governor!"

Under the leadership of Zheng Michang, Hu Zongxian came to the study and took the letter from Zheng Michang.

Hu Zongxian only took a rough glance, and after the words on the envelope, he opened his mouth and said.

"Well, yes, this is exactly the teacher's handwriting!"

After that, Hu Zongxian opened the envelope and browsed the contents.

The more he looked down, the more Hu Zongxian frowned. What he didn't expect was that Yan Song would ask him to write to Cao Shunhe, asking him to transfer food from Jiangxi.

"It's not a small crime to adjust grain without the imperial court's order!
"If the court finds out, even if Cao Shunhe is the governor of Jiangxi, he will inevitably be impeached!"

After Hu Zongxian finished speaking, he put the envelope in his hand aside, turned his gaze to Zheng Michang, and immediately ordered.

"You go out first, let me think about it."

"Yes, my lord governor."

After Hu Zongxian's words fell, Zheng Michang, who was at the side, followed Ying Hedao, and immediately turned around and left the study room without stopping at all, and also closed the door of the study room along the way.

After Zheng Michang left, only Hu Zongxian was left in the room.

At this moment, Hu Zongxian looked at the letter that he put aside, and sighed helplessly: "Oh!"

Hu Zongxian knew very well in his heart that if he really came forward and wrote a letter to Jiangxi governor Cao Shunhe, with Cao Shunhe's temperament, he would definitely transfer grain from Jiangxi to Zhejiang!
But in this way, Qingliu will inevitably be offended, and Cao Shunhe does not have many connections in the court, so he will definitely be impeached wildly. Maybe, his Jiangxi governor, after this incident, will become a It's over!

On the one hand, it is the success or failure of turning rice into mulberry, and on the other hand, it is the career of his friend. Like Zheng Michang before, Hu Zongxian fell into endless entanglements.

After a long time, Hu Zongxian seemed to have made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and said silently to himself.

"Forget it, let me personally come forward and write a letter to Cao Shunhe!"

"At that time, write a letter to the teacher and ask them to protect Cao Shunhe more. If the court finds out, I, Hu Zongxian, will take all the responsibilities!"

Thinking of this, the bewilderment in Hu Zongxian's eyes disappeared, and he spread out the pen and paper, and began to write the letter.

"Brother Feng Qing, right now, in Zhejiang, the grain in the hands of mulberry farmers is being bought by unknown persons at high prices, resulting in a shortage of food. If this continues, the imperial court's promotion of changing rice to mulberry will be unsustainable. We Hu Zongxian is here, asking for your help in his own name, I, Hu Zongxian, will be very grateful!"

After the last word fell, Hu Zongxian turned to put the brush in his hand back to its original position, and after roughly browsing the content of the letter, he sighed helplessly.

Soon, the ink on the paper was dry, Hu Zongxian put it in the envelope, then called his cronies, and ordered in a deep voice.

"You must hand over this letter to Cao Shunhe, governor of Jiangxi Province, do you understand?"

"Yes, Lord Governor!"

I saw the cronies put the envelope in his arms carefully, without stopping at all, and immediately set foot on the road to Jiangxi.

……

Jizhou, inside the Governor's Mansion.

At this moment, Governor Yang Xuan of Jiliao looked at the letter in his hand, which was personally sent by the cabinet, and fell into deep thought.

The content of the letter is very simple. It is to ask Yang Xuan to prepare in advance. When the time is right, he will lead the army to help Zasak Tuhan and put down the rebellion among the tribes!

After Yang Xuan finished reading the contents of the letter, he shook his head unobtrusively, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"What's this called? Not long ago, everyone was fighting to the death, treating each other as a deadly enemy, and wishing to get rid of them quickly, but a month later, this general wanted to lead an army to help Zasaktu Khan and calm down the tribe. rebellion in the

After that, Yang Xuan suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and immediately called his subordinates to give orders.

"Go, immediately invite Lord Shangshu to this official, and say that you have something important to discuss!"

"Yes, Lord Governor!"

(End of this chapter)