Chapter 36 I Don't Kill Boren "Shitou, watch the gate." After returning home, Jiang Qingzhi hurried into the study. "Don't worry, Master." Sun Chonglou looked around with sharp eyes. He was confident that even a female fly couldn't fly into the study. As for why it was a female... the young master was so handsome that a male fly wouldn't have the face to go in. In my mind, the cauldron slowed down. The number above becomes: years. "The last time was years ago, right?" Jiang Qingzhi scratched his head and simply made a record book. "Yes, it increased by years." “Where did the increase come from?”
Jiang Qingzhi was somewhat distressed, wondering whether it was my advice on the international situation or my suggestions on commercial taxes. During the reign of Emperor Jiajing, apart from the threat from Altan Khan and the invasion of Japanese pirates, international relations were stable. Well, just a few words won't bring about years of national prosperity! So, it’s commercial tax? Commercial taxes... The Jiajing Emperor's nature is that my money is mine, and you can't take it if I don't give it to you. But if commercial taxes are increased, how will the literati and gentry respond? They will shout: Your Majesty loves wealth! Your Majesty competes with the people for profit. If Emperor Jiajing insists on his own way, the world will probably be in turmoil. According to Jiang Qingzhi, the reform of commercial taxes should be done in a boiling frog manner, and should never be forced. But Emperor Jiajing's style of doing things was tough. He had many fights with his ministers, and each time it was a head-on clash. What's the point of boiling a frog in warm water? I don't have the patience for that. Tsk! In this case, Emperor Jiajing weighed the pros and cons and decided that commercial taxes should be shelved for the time being. So, this years of national life... Jiang Qingzhi's mind flashed back to the scene where Prince Yu Zhu Zaigui saw him off when he said goodbye. "It's quite lonely living in the palace. I heard that my cousin's house is not small?" A half-grown child of twelve years old bowed sincerely. What does this kid mean? Jiang Qingzhi put the thought aside and thought about it. Historically, Emperor Jiajing always disliked his son Zhu Zaigui and liked the fourth son Zhu Zaizhen. Historically, the current crown prince only has a few years left to live, and once he dies, the battle for the throne will begin. In this battle between the two brothers Zhu Zaizhen and Zhu Zaizhen, Emperor Jiajing watched coldly. But his actions always gave points to the fourth brother Zhu Zaizhen. Logically, the eldest prince should be made the crown prince. When the crown prince dies, Zhu Zaigui is the eldest of the remaining princes and should be made the crown prince. But Emperor Jiajing tried to balance everything, and the two brothers were treated the same in every way. When people outside saw this, they were like, wow, His Majesty is trying to promote Prince Jing! Thus, the situation became complicated. Until Emperor Jiajing became seriously ill and even before his death, he still disliked his son Zhu Zaigui.
After Jiang Qingzhi gave Zhu Zaigui a wake-up call, he successfully brought the father and son closer together. This can be considered as changing history. Once Zhu Zaigui could gain the favor of Emperor Jiajing, he would be able to enter the court earlier in the future. In this way, wouldn’t the destiny of the Ming Dynasty be changed? "Hahahaha!" Jiang Qingzhi's loud laughter came from the study. Dou Jialan appeared in front, consciously avoiding getting closer. Sun Chonglou's gaze went three ways down, Dou Jialan noticed it and snorted coldly. In the bedroom, Jiang Qingzhi rubbed his hands, looking forward to the reward. The big tripod suddenly started to spin faster. Something suddenly appeared in the void. "What the hell is this?" Jiang Qingzhi blinked his eyes. "What the hell! Compressed biscuits? Da Ding, do you have any shame?" A box of compressed biscuits comes to mind. Extra large box. Jiang Qingzhi cursed loudly. With a clang, the box fell into the study. Outside, Sun Chonglou asked, "Master, is there anything wrong?" "nothing." The study is a forbidden area of the Jiang family. According to Jiang Qingzhi's instructions, anyone who dares to enter without permission will be killed. Dou Jialan was still exchanging glances with Sun Chonglou from a distance. Boy, how dare you look at my ass! seek death! I just saw it, what's the matter? It's only natural for me to look after women for the young master! The door of the study opened and Jiang Qingzhi walked out. He held two hard objects in his hands. That huge box of compressed biscuits weighed at least a hundred kilograms, and Jiang Qingzhi felt that he could eat them until the end of time. "You two are cross-eyed?" Jiang Qingzhi found it funny.
"Sir, the stone is rude!" Sun Chonglou's status in the Jiang family is unquestionable... Everyone knows that he is a servant, but Jiang Qingzhi treats him like a brother. Sun Chonglou said confidently: "I'm just looking at your butt." This kid! Jiang Qingzhi wanted to slap him, but Sun Chonglou quickly explained, "When the old master was still alive, he always talked about finding a woman with a big butt to warm the quilt for the young master. The old master is gone now, so I have to help the young master find a few." Big butt? Dou Jialan subconsciously touched his back, then turned and left. "Hey!" Sun Chonglou shouted, "Why is your face red? Hey! It's blue again." Jiang Qingzhi slapped him in the face with a frown on his face, "Don't look blindly from now on, or you'll be mistaken for a pervert." Sun Chonglou chuckled, and Jiang Qingzhi threw a piece of something to him. Sun Chonglou sniffed it. "It smells so good." Then he took a bite, "It's hard... Hey! It smells sweet like milk, delicious, delicious!" Yang Xi hurried over and brought Zhu Zaigui's words. "Your Highness just heard that someone suggested increasing the commercial tax." Yang Xibai's fat face was covered with sweat, but he didn't wipe it off. "I heard that Your Majesty is quite... happy." "What does he mean?" Jiang Qingzhi smiled. Emperor Jiajing took action! "One of his Highness's gentlemen cursed and said that the man who made the suggestion deserved death." "Got it." Seeing that Yang Xi hadn't left, Jiang Qingzhi frowned and asked, "Anything else?" Yang Xi apologized with a smile, "Your Highness felt that it was inappropriate, but couldn't help it, so he argued with the teacher and was punished." Although Jiang Qingzhi did not mention the issue of commercial tax to Zhu Zaigui, through several interactions, Zhu Zaigui could sense Jiang Qingzhi's dissatisfaction with several of his gentlemen. So, the kid stood up for his cousin and got into trouble with the husband. Jiang Qingzhi laughed and said, "Tell him that he doesn't need to do anything at the moment." "Yes." After Yang Xi left, Fu Cheng walked to Jiang Qingzhi's side without him noticing, "Sir, this has stirred up a hornet's nest." "Someone has to stab it eventually." "It has nothing to do with our family." Fucheng said gloatingly. "Who said it doesn't matter?" Jiang Qingzhi dared to bet that the official who made the suggestion must have received instructions from Emperor Jiajing. Fucheng: "Could it be..." "It's my suggestion." Jiang Qingzhi couldn't help laughing when he thought of Emperor Jiajing listening to the secret report of the Jinyiwei with a gloomy face. Cousin, now you should know the nature of those scholars and gentry, right? …… "...Some people are clamoring to take Wang Su's head. Some people say that this man is misleading people with his lies and should be beheaded. Some people say..."
The person who made the suggestion was an imperial censor named Wang Su. Lu Bing reported in a low voice. Qing Zhi's child seemed to have said something... At least half of the officials in the court had business backgrounds in their families. The same was true for the literati. Emperor Jiajing ordered, "Check the income of these people's families." Income? Lu Bing was startled, "Yes." These things can be investigated quickly. The next day, Lu Bing entered the palace again. "Thirty percent of people make a living from salaries and various official benefits." Each government office had its own sphere of power, and they sought benefits for themselves within this scope, and the emperor could only turn a blind eye. "More than 30% of people's wealth is of unknown origin." unknown origins? Dao Ye said coldly: "Corruption!" "More than half of them are engaged in business." After Lu Bing finished speaking, he found that Emperor Jiajing was stunned. "His Majesty?" "Yes!" Emperor Jiajing waved his hand, "I understand." After Lu Bing left, Emperor Jiajing said quietly, "Qingzhi, that kid, is a must." Emperor Jiajing was a language genius. He spoke Anlu dialect before he was in his teens, but after entering Beijing, he quickly learned Mandarin. And he will do more than that. He had several gentlemen in Prince Xing's mansion. The teachers came from all corners of the country, and each had a different accent. Emperor Jiajing followed them to study, and within a few years he had learned many accents from all over the country. Huang Jin smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang has been following His Majesty for a while and has made such progress." Emperor Jiajing looked at him and said, "If you can't flatter, don't try to learn." Huang Jin lowered his head, "Yes." Kukukuku! Huang Jin seemed to hear the eunuchs laughing, and his old face turned red. "No business, no wealth..." Emperor Jiajing was silent for a long time, "I should throw something away to make those monkeys jump."
Then the news came from the palace. "Your Majesty is somewhat moved." Yan Song sighed and said to Yan Shifan: "That is a hornet's nest. Anyone who touches it will be stung." There was more sarcasm in Yan Shifan's one eye, "But the court is poor and destitute. Last time, Dad complained to Your Majesty about the lack of support from the Ministry of Revenue. This is because of poverty. Your Majesty is inevitably tempted." "This matter..." Yan Song looked at his son. Yan Shifan opened his folding fan and waved it a few times. "Your Majesty is very smart. This is a test, a way of testing the waters. Dad, don't worry about it. However, I'm afraid Wang Su is going to be in trouble." In the afternoon, the censor Wang Su was put into a sack on his way home from the government office. A severe beating. When the people from the military department arrived after hearing the news, they found that Wang Su had been beaten to death. Emperor Jiajing was furious upon hearing the news and ordered the Military Affairs Department to track down the murderer. On the second day, people from the military department reported that the murderer had fled far away. The matter was settled. Jiang Qingzhi learned the news in the afternoon of that day. He was waiting for those people's reactions at Zhu Zaigui's place. Yang Xi arranged people to inquire about the news, and from time to time there came news that someone had submitted memorials. Only by letting Emperor Jiajing see the true faces of those people could Jiang Qingzhi plan to change the destiny of the Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, the undecided Emperor Jiajing would be his first obstacle. Yang Xi rushed in, "Someone has brought in a memorial, and I heard that His Majesty is furious." "What did you say?" Today is very strange. News in the palace is flying everywhere and no one cares. …… "You say I'm competing with the people for profit?" Emperor Jiajing looked at the memorial and suddenly smiled. "It's just as Qing Zhina said." Emperor Jiajing was not angry, but stroked his beard and nodded. Outside the palace, Huang Jin was still giving instructions: "Make sure to let the outside world know that His Majesty is furious." "Yes." Several eunuchs hurried to spread the rumor. Huang Jin entered the hall and saw that Emperor Jiajing's expression suddenly turned grim.
"Who heard what Qingzhi said about the commercial tax that day?" The outside world reacted so violently that if they knew it was Jiang Qingzhi's suggestion, Jiang Qingzhi would instantly become the target of public criticism. Several eunuchs knelt down, trembling all over. "Go and guard the tomb!" It was rare for the Taoist to show mercy. "Thank you, Your Majesty!" At this moment, Jiang Qingzhi had just learned that Wang Su had been beaten to death. "Wang Su is upright." Zhu Zaigui sighed, but it was just a sigh. Jiang Qingzhi looked calm and asked, "Do you know who ordered this?" "Cousin, are you going to feel sorry for Wang Suming?" Zhu Zaigui made a joke. "No." Jiang Qingzhi shook his head. "I'll ask someone to find out." Zhu Zaigui said casually. "it is good." Jiang Qingzhi walked out of the palace. "I'm not a pushover." Jiang Qingzhi said to Sun Chonglou. …… Asking for votes. (End of this chapter)