Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

"Your Majesty!"

"boom!"

Wu Guoshi fell heavily to his knees, his knees hitting the floor tiles, making his face turn extremely pale in an instant.

After being locked up for such a long time, his appearance had changed drastically. His originally plump figure had become thinner, like a completely different person.

He kowtowed tremblingly: "I, the guilty minister Wu Guoshi, pay my respects to Your Majesty!"

Zhu Youxiao looked at him, threw the interrogation record to the hall, and shouted sternly.

"Take a good look!"

"This is the governor's office under your command!"

"They manipulated everything, disregarding the lives of the people!"

"Why, is silver so fragrant?"

"Or has Fujian become an independent country outside of the Ming Dynasty and can ignore the laws of the imperial court?"

"Among your left and right political advisors, left and right counselors, and experienced people, is there a single clean one?"

Dozens of pages of interrogation records were scattered everywhere, and several of them fell in front of Wu Guoshi.

[Interrogation Record]

"Ask: Who is in the hall?"

"Answer: Wang Jiu, the governor of Fujian."

“Question: Do you know your sin?”

"Answer: I know my guilt!"

"Question: What crime have you committed?"

"Answer: The guilty official was transporting 150,000 dan of disaster relief grain to Tingzhou, but he used the excuse that he encountered bandits on the way and lost 130,000 dan."

"In fact, it was Liu Daqing, the left councillor, who ordered the interception of 130,000 dan of disaster relief grain and then handed it over to Tingzhou Fengshuo Grain Store for sale."

"After the relief grain arrived at Fengshuo Grain Store, the average selling price was five taels of silver per stone. The guilty official received five thousand taels of silver as hush money, and his subordinates also received something."

A hundred or two hundred words represent that hundreds of thousands of Tingzhou people have to pay the price of bankruptcy in exchange for the relief grain that should have been provided to them for free!

shocking!

Wu Guoshi shuddered. Although these were the only things on the confession sheet, the torture and other methods behind it could not be seen on the confession sheet.

He quickly crawled forward a few steps and began to cry.

"Your Majesty, I failed to supervise you. I failed to supervise you!"

"I am willing to be punished, Your Majesty, please calm down!"

Zhu Youxiao sneered when he heard this, then picked up the last piece of paper left on the table and asked.

"Oh, oversight? What an oversight!"

"Do you think you can clean up your own mess by just one oversight?"

"Fan Jia, your mother-in-law's uncle's son-in-law's brother-in-law, has no achievements or business skills, but he owns 50,000 acres of fertile land!"

"Tell me, where did this field come from?"

"Zhao Tong, the son of your aunt's sister-in-law, started out as a small grocer, and in just three years, he developed eight houses, thirty-seven shops, and more than thirty thousand acres of fertile land!"

"Tell me, what did he sell to make so much money in three years?"

"Liu Zengyu, your son-in-law's brother's father-in-law, was originally a poor gambler. How come he turned his fortunes around overnight, bought a three-story courtyard, and even had dozens of servants at home!"

"Do you want me to continue talking about all these things?!"

"I'm afraid that even the three Yi tribes are not enough to atone for your sins!"

Wu Guoshi was stunned!

He didn't expect that all these things about him would be exposed!

After hearing this, Zhu Yifeng, who was standing aside, had already flushed red in the face.

After Zhu Youxiao finished speaking, he finally couldn't help but rushed forward, held Wu Guoshi down and started beating him up.

"I'll fuck all your ancestors for eight generations!"

"Damn it! I thought you were an honest official and wanted my son Erlang to marry your daughter. I never thought you were such a bastard!"

"I'll beat you to death, you bastard!"

He beat him and scolded him at the same time. As he beat him, his whole body went limp and he sat down on the ground, crying loudly at Zhu Youxiao.

"Your Majesty, I am so stupid that I was blinded by him!"

"I am not worthy of being the governor. Please, Your Majesty, dismiss me from my post and let me go home to farm."

The governor is equivalent to the secretary of a province in terms of duties.

The provincial governor is equivalent to the head of civil affairs in a province.

Therefore, Zhu Yifeng is indeed closely connected with the matter of disaster relief grain.

But Zhu Youxiao ignored him and continued to look at Wu Guoshi.

"What else can you say?"

Wu Guoshi's face had already turned ashen, and he was lying on the ground, not even daring to raise his head.

But Shi Bangyao stepped forward and said with gritted teeth.

"Your Majesty, I request that all nine clans of Wu Guoshi be executed!"

"To comfort the souls of those people who died in vain!"

The relief grain was transferred to the grain merchants. It was okay if the people could buy grain even if they sold all their homes and properties, but those who emptied their family savings and sold their houses and fields and still could not survive could only starve to death!

Although Zhu Youxiao did not see it with his own eyes, he could imagine that before they came, cannibalism must have occurred in some corner of Zhangzhou!

In times of famine, this kind of thing is not uncommon!

Seeing Wu Guoshi's reaction, Zhu Youxiao wanted to eat him alive to relieve his hatred, but he still rejected Shi Bangyao's proposal.

It’s because the nine clans are too involved!

The number starts at at least a thousand people!

He stared at Wu Guoshi and spoke word by word.

"Immediately announce that Wu Guoshi, the governor of Fujian, has been unkind in his official duties and has disregarded the law. He has been involved in corruption, dereliction of duty, and bribery... and his entire clan shall be exterminated!"

"Anyone who has any connection with the disaster relief grain and is not one of the three clans will have their property confiscated and their entire family exterminated!"

"Within the nine clans, and outside the three clans, no one is allowed to take the imperial examinations, engage in business, join the army, or be a craftsman for three generations!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Guoshi's body began to tremble violently, and he finally reacted.

He shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

"I am willing to atone my sins. As long as Your Majesty can spare my life, I will do anything..."

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. Please give me another chance..."

Zhu Youxiao had already shifted his gaze and waved to Sun Kangwang.

Sun Kangwang walked forward, grabbed Wu Guoshi's hair, and dragged him out. No matter how much he shouted, it was of no use.

It was only then that Zhu Youxiao looked at Zhu Yifeng lying on the ground and said.

"I know that after the relief grain arrived, you personally led people to Xinghua Prefecture to provide disaster relief."

"How are the people of Xinghua doing?"

Zhu Yifeng nodded mechanically.

But Zhu Youxiao walked out from behind the table, kicked him in the chest, and cursed him angrily for not fighting back.

"You are of noble birth and have been well-read since childhood, but how could you do such a foolish thing!"

"There are so many disaster victims in Fujian who are waiting for relief grain, but you handed the disaster relief matter over to Wu Guoshi for the sake of a small Xinghua Prefecture!"

At this point, Zhu Youxiao stopped talking abruptly. He suddenly realized that his behavior was somewhat similar to that of Zhu Yifeng!

Chapter 146 Only by mastering the sea can you have the right to speak on this planet

"I plead guilty and accept the punishment. Your Majesty, please calm down!"

Seeing Zhu Youxiao suddenly stop, Zhu Yifeng quickly spoke.

Zhu Youxiao suppressed his thoughts at that moment, stared at him and asked, "Do you have any objection to dismissing you from your post as governor of Fujian?"

Zhu Yifeng was as if he had been pardoned. He shook his head and said, "I dare not!"

Zhu Youxiao nodded.

"That's good. From now on, you will go to Taiwan to serve as the prefect and work with Zheng Zhilong."

"The position of Governor of Fujian will be temporarily replaced by Xiong Wencan!"

"You go and take up your post first. I will have someone deliver the official appointment document to you after I return to the capital."

The official appointment document could not be replaced by just his words. It also needed to be stamped with various seals, and approved by the Cabinet and filed with the Ministry of Personnel.

Zhu Yifeng was aware that all these could only be done after returning to Beijing.

After he kowtowed to express his gratitude, Zhu Youxiao sent him away.

Xiong Wencan, who was standing next to Shi Bangyao, still felt like he was dreaming until this moment. He had never expected that he would be appointed as the governor of Fujian without saying a word.

However, he did not know that historically, it was precisely because of his appointment as Governor of Fujian that Zheng Zhilong was able to surrender to the imperial court.

What Zhu Youxiao is doing now is just reversing the order of things.

Seeing Zhu Yifeng leave, Zhu Youxiao turned around and looked at him. Xiong Wencan then reacted and bowed quickly.

"I thank your majesty for the promotion!"

Zhu Youxiao pointed at the confessions scattered on the ground.

"Keep these away. Although the Royal Guards have found out a lot of information, there are still some minor details that they haven't paid attention to."

"I will be leaving for the capital in a few days. I will leave the rest of the work to you."

"Remember, all officials involved in the disaster relief grain case will not be tolerated!"

"Once verified, he will be dismissed on the spot, escorted to the capital, and handed over to the three judicial departments for trial!"

Xiong Wencan bowed again and said, "I obey your order!"

The matter of disaster relief grain had come to this point, and there was no need for Zhu Youxiao to ask about it any further. There was only one thing left to do.

That is to wait for news from Zheng Zhilong.

Others may not realize the importance of the treasure ship, but Zhu Youxiao from later generations knew it very well.

In the future, only by mastering the ocean can we have the right to speak on this planet.

After leaving the prefectural government office, he walked towards his residence with the Embroidered Uniform Guards.

Along the way, he kept thinking about how to be a qualified emperor.

Zhu Yifeng’s incident made him realize his mistakes.

This was the first time he left Beijing without permission, ignoring government affairs. Perhaps, it should also be the last time.

"Your Majesty! There's news from the weavers!"

Just at this moment, a Jinyiwei came over hurriedly, holding a roll of silk thread in his hand, and bowed as if offering a treasure.

Zhu Youxiao's eyes lit up.

too fast!

It’s not even twelve hours yet and there’s already a result?

He took the thread and looked at it carefully. The thread was about three or four millimeters thick, like a mobile phone charging cable, and only about two feet long. From the appearance, it seemed to be woven from several materials.