Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 510: Important Codes Should Be Used in Troubled Times
The most enjoyable people these days are not the officials, but the people of Jinling City. The Jinling Times is now tracking and investigating the dynamics of the officials who were brought down by Xia Lin every day.

It would be extremely difficult to cheat under this level of attention. You have to know that Xia Lin has been arrested and his life or death is uncertain, and there are people in the public building up momentum. If you raise him high and then let him go easily, it will arouse public indignation.

So all parties negotiated and decided to deal with it, but except for some heinous crimes, the family members should not be involved.

Most people can accept this, but the public’s demand is that now that these umbrellas have been knocked down, they hope to clear out the bad guys who are closely connected with them.

Both the wording and the way of speaking are obviously not something that ordinary people can say. It is obvious that there is something fishy here.

But what to do now? We can only do as they say. So Jinling City started a vigorous cleansing operation against evil forces. This is not just a storm. This time the crackdown is led by the Inspection Department.

Damn it, the people in the Investigation Department are all hungry wolves with red eyes. Their own Si Hou has been dragged into this matter, and no one, not even the Lord, can intercede for him. Anyone who is involved in this matter will either die or be injured.

The young Taoist priest Benchu ​​is now using the more than 1,000 makeshift teams recruited by the Investigation Department and Xia Lin to collect evidence everywhere in Jinling City. As long as someone has done something to oppress the people or force women into prostitution, no matter who is behind you, he will be destroyed first.

To use Xia Lin's words, just go for it and it's over. He will be the one to bear the brunt of it if the sky falls, and all revenge will be directed at him.

Subordinates like this kind of leader the most, as they feel no pressure in getting things done and can just follow their heart.

This kind of thing could easily evolve into a carnival. The people who had been oppressed for many years suddenly became excited. They began to collect all kinds of evidence and then submitted it to the Procuratorate and various government offices.

The whole city is in turmoil as if it is New Year's Day, and the court dare not call a halt now, because this is the only way to quell public grievances at the moment, and it is also a situation that has never happened before.

Probably since the Zhou Dynasty, there has never been a situation where the lower-class people stood up and forced the nobles to give in without any civil unrest or uprising, and there has never been a situation where the people themselves had the courage to stand up against those who oppressed them.

These many firsts made the nobles in Jinling City panic.

Of course, a thing cannot have only a good side. Its bad side naturally also appeared. When many upper-class nobles were unable to enjoy the privileges that originally belonged to them, these people began to flee in large numbers, from Jinling City to Chang'an City with large amounts of funds and supplies.

In just a few months, the size of Chang'an City had surpassed that of Jinling City, and the chain reaction was that more aristocratic families began to move north.

"Why does this look like the Civil War?" Xia Lin touched his chin and said, "That's not right. They just ran away like this?"

"Yeah, he ran away. The key is that we can't stop him."

Old Zhang came to visit Xia Lin that day and brought him the latest news from outside. When Xia Lin heard that a large number of families were heading north with huge amounts of money, he became a little panicked.

"Oh my god." Xia Lin was scratching his head anxiously: "It's troublesome. Gyeonggi Province has been half emptied by them."

“Well, this year is probably the most difficult year for Gyeonggi Province.”

"The Green Forest Army can't hold out for much longer. We have to fulfill our promises to them." Xia Lin put his hands on his waist and took a deep breath: "Now we can only rely on Luoyang to hold off Li Yuan."

In fact, everyone knows that the Green Forest Army looks huge, but in fact it is more like a defensive army. As long as the enemy is defeated, this army will turn their guns around to demand what was promised to them before. If not, they will turn into beasts.

But the problem is that as long as these things are given to them, they will immediately melt into the vast land of Central Plains, and then nothing can stop Li Yuan's army.

The only way is to rely on... hey!
Xia Lin suddenly remembered something, and he slapped his thigh and said, "What do you think? I force Li Yuan to rebel, and then let him appoint Li Jiancheng as the crown prince?"

"Then if you have the ability, then force it."

"It's very simple. I will write a letter to His Majesty and ask him to take this opportunity to issue an imperial edict to Li Yuan. He will say that as long as Li Yuan is willing to personally lead Li Jiancheng to the capital to plead guilty, the court will pretend that nothing happened."

"Is Li Yuan stupid? At least he has a plan, but you just wrap the Green Dragon Crescent Blade with a piece of straw paper." Old Zhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You even took Li Jiancheng to the capital. Can he come back alive after he gets there?"

"Isn't this forcing them to truly rebel? As long as they are willing to rebel, things will be much simpler."

"You try it." Lao Zhang curled his lips: "I don't think it's possible."

Xia Lin nodded slightly and thought for a moment: "This is a good idea. By the way, what do my makeshift team say?"

"More than half of the people don't want to leave and are still waiting for you to come back."

Xia Lin smacked his lips and said, "If you don't want to leave, then don't leave. When you get out, find Xu Jingzong and Ma Zhou and transfer Cen Wenben to Beijing to set up a new department."

"What department?"

"The Great Wei Kingdom Security and Resettlement Department."

"What a mess. Speak properly."

"National Security." Xia Lin pointed at himself and said, "The Investigation Department will be merged into it and will be under the unified command of Cen Wenben."

"Doesn't that mean he has all-powerful authority? The Investigation Department is already scary enough, and you want to add another level above it?"

"The Inspection Department is a fifth-rank government office! It's not up to standard. I want a third-rank government office outside the six ministries. Cen Wenben passed the promotion review this year, and his five-year term is up. He was originally a fourth-rank acting governor. Is it okay for him to be transferred to the capital and promoted to the third-rank now?" "Well, I'll go and tell them."

After Lao Zhang left, Xia Lin sat there with a frown on his face. He had never thought about capital flight before, but now it has actually happened. This will be a huge shock to the entire southern market. If this gap cannot be filled quickly, it is very likely that the first super inflation in Dawei will occur in a while.

"Shitou, come here."

"Here comes my brother-in-law."

Xia Lin called out when he got to the door, and the person guarding them from the Zongzheng Temple came over: "Brother-in-law is calling me."

"Well, go and call a few princes over later. I have something important to discuss with them."

"Do we have to call all the princes?"

"Correct."

The stone scratched his head and said, "Isn't that just a meeting of the Zongzheng Temple?"

“Hahaha…yes.”

After Shitou left, Anzi, who had been wandering around, quietly poked his head over and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"It's not a joke." Xia Lin put his hand on Anzi's shoulder: "Come on, let me tell you what happened in Gyeonggi Province these days."

When Xia Lin relayed to Anzi what Lao Zhang had told him, Anzi, as expected of a top scholar, quickly understood the problem.

"That's going to be a big deal."

"Yes, something serious is going to happen. The people may have to face the problem of soaring material prices." Xia Lin also had a serious face at this moment: "So I asked the princes to come here to discuss with them how to deal with this crisis."

"What can they do?"

"They have money." Xia Lin pointed at the stone table. "That's the money I want. I want to convert it into other things, such as transportation capacity, products, factories, etc., to make up for what those people took away when they left."

"But why didn't you stop them?"

"It's impossible to stop them." Xia Lin shook his head and said, "The keynote of trade is freedom of coming and going. If you stop them, you'll be destroying your own Great Wall. They are smart and won't foolishly wait for you to sanction them. So we have to find a way to force them to come back on their own initiative."

"Then I'd like to see what you're going to do."

The princes really gave Xia Lin face. They came to the place where he was imprisoned and sat in a row around him. The emperor was not here at the moment, so the princes were the ones who had the most say. However, they were all summoned back by the late emperor and were not allowed to leave again. In fact, to put it bluntly, it was equivalent to a disguised reduction of power. At the moment, they were actually quite resentful, but there was nothing they could do.

"You are getting better now, kid. You even dared to call us together. What's the matter? Do you want to be the emperor?"

"Hey!" Prince Teng pointed at Lao Ba and said, "Ba Ge, you are so brave to say that."

"Old Nine, your son-in-law is a man who can do great things." The other princes also echoed him, and they didn't even realize what was happening.

"My Lords, please stop joking. Something terrible is going to happen." Xia Lin looked up at the sky and said, "I won't waste any more words. I just hope that you Lords can come up with some money... No, no, no, let me put it another way. It's public-private partnership. Have you heard of this term, Lords?"

"I paid for it."

Prince Teng simply waved his hand and said, "How much do you want?"

Xia Lin breathed a sigh of relief. It was his father-in-law who really supported him. He agreed without even listening to any explanation.

"It's like this. Aren't all the big families withdrawing their investments now? They're going to the north. I want to take this opportunity to gather all the industries and projects they left behind in Gyeonggi Province. I don't know if it will succeed or if we can make money, but what I do know is that if we can't replenish them in a short period of time, the people will face an unprecedented disaster."

The princes may not understand this, but when they hear that there is no money to be made, many of them start to back off.

At this moment, it was still Prince Teng who nodded: "Can't a Jiangnan Road hold on?"

"Lao Taishan... that's not what you said. The industrial vacancies of a place are not about how much less goods are produced or how much less minerals are mined, but about the employment of ordinary people and the active market. Anyway, there are many factors. Gangnam Province can provide it, but the problem is that Gyeonggi Province has no money to buy it. You can't let people work for Gyeonggi Province for free, right? Then there will be problems in Gangnam Province. Occasional support is fine. But in the long run, we still have to make up for the vacancies in Gyeonggi Province."

After Xia Lin finished speaking, he took a deep breath and said, "If the princes are in trouble, I will have to find a solution myself."

"No problem." Prince Teng lowered his eyes and said, "Don't get involved in this matter. Push a few people to me. You, just wait here for the consequences."

"It's Cen Wenben!" Xia Lin immediately became happy: "Father-in-law, here are your old subordinates. They are very powerful."

(End of this chapter)