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Qin Kan's heart quickly sank to the bottom, and his face instantly became ugly.
Everything is easy to say in Jinyiwei's prison. If Du Hong falls into the hands of the people in Dongchang, he really doesn't know whether he will live or die.
Everything has an advantage and a disadvantage. Considering the current bad relationship between Jin Yiwei and Dongchang, Qin Kan's father-in-law status will definitely make Du Hong worse than death in the hands of Dongchang fans. After all, since Qin Kan entered Beijing, Dongchang has From the factory director Wang Yue to the ordinary fans below, they all hate Qin Kan. Now that his father-in-law has fallen into the hands of Dongchang, will he be able to do well?
Qin Kan had a slight cold sweat on his forehead, and the fists in his sleeves were quietly clenched.
"Mou Shuai, can you tell me what's going on? Why is Jia Yue in jail?"
Mou Bin was silent for a while and said: "Years ago, the weavers in Shaoxing made trouble. It was said that the local Zhejiang merchants colluded with the eunuchs of the Suzhou Weaving Bureau to exploit the weavers. Du Hong, the prefect of Shaoxing, was ignorant and let Wang Peng, the supervising eunuch, inspect Shaoxing. More than a thousand weavers attacked Wang Peng's official post. In the chaos, Wang Peng, the eunuch supervising the Weaving Bureau, was beaten to death. That's all. At most, Du Hong was only guilty of neglect of duty and was dismissed from office. But I don't know how your father-in-law happened. He has a bad temper, and it cannot be said that the weavers have a reason to cause trouble. The Weaving Bureau is in cahoots with Si Kang, the chief envoy of Zhejiang Province. There is another inside story about this matter, so we submitted a memorial and requested the cabinet to investigate"
Qin Kan was confused: "What does Suzhou Weaving Bureau have to do with Shaoxing?"
Mou Bin glanced sideways at Qin Kan, the newbie in the officialdom, sighed, and told him the whole story.
Jiangnan silk is famous all over the world, especially Suzhou silk. As early as the Yongle period, the imperial court established a weaving bureau in Suzhou, and sent eunuchs from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to supervise the work. In addition to being exclusively for the palace, the finished products were also heavily taxed and dumped all over the world. For such famous silk, it was impossible for the weavers in Suzhou alone to meet the world's demand, so they supervised the eunuchs to expand production areas to surrounding prefectures and counties. Prefectures such as Hangzhou, Shaoxing, and Ningbo all had weavers, and many merchants in Zhejiang also A workshop was built and the silk production contracted by the Suzhou Weaving Bureau. The Suzhou Weaving Bureau provided raw silk every year and assigned production tasks. After completion, the supervising eunuch would receive it and give it the name Su silk.
It has to be said that people in this era are still very smart, and their production and management concepts are very advanced, which is quite consistent with the contract production and sales of modern corporate brands. The sprouts of capitalism in the Ming Dynasty were born in Jiangnan. The open-minded people of Jiangnan gave birth to silk textiles. rapid development of the industry.
Once the products were produced, they naturally had to be sold, so several Zhejiang businessmen who were unwilling to be left alone got involved. The status of businessmen was humble, but they were rich, and even ghosts were willing to help push the mill, allowing a few eunuchs from the Weaving Bureau to It's natural to go back and forth with several officials from Zhejiang's Chief Envoy Department.
It¡¯s a good thing. Once a few businessmen mix it in, the taste changes.
Du Hong's memorial said that the Weaving Bureau and the Chief Envoy of Zhejiang colluded with each other to exploit the weavers. This must be true. Although Qin Kan and his father-in-law did not like each other, they were quite fond of his father-in-law's character. He understands that whatever he dares to say must be true.
Mou Bin sighed and said: "Your father-in-law is really The eunuchs of the Suzhou Weaving Bureau and the Chief Secretary of Zhejiang both have backgrounds in the imperial court. Your father-in-law is just a prefect, why bother with them? Some things won't make everyone happy if they are covered up. Really? Shit doesn¡¯t stink. If I have to get a stick to pick it up, how can it not stink?¡±
Qin Kan cupped his hands and said, "I wonder what the Jin Yiwei charged against my father-in-law?"
Mou Bin said solemnly: "It was a neglect of duty and a waste of human life. The weavers attacked the post of the eunuch supervising the eunuch. Although they killed Wang Peng, the eunuch supervising him, a dozen weavers also died in the chaos. The eunuch had a bad reputation among the people, so he died. Although they were dead, the lives of these dozen weavers could not be given up. Someone spread the word that Du Hong had ordered people to beat the weavers to death. The scholars in Jiangnan were incited and gathered together. In Shaoxing, Du Hong was criticized verbally and writtenly, and famous scholars jointly signed a letter to the court, demanding that Du Hong be dealt with severely. This matter has hit the sky."
Qin Kan said in shock: "Impossible! Jia Yue came forward to seek justice for the weavers, how could he kill the weavers?"
Mou Bin smiled sarcastically: "The word "official" has two meanings. You can say whatever it says. That's what the Chief Envoy of Zhejiang reported. The cabinet issued a note to Jin Yiwei for this crime. As for the truth, haha, only God knows. "
Qin Kan's eyelids jumped, and he gradually realized that the seriousness of the matter was much beyond his imagination.
"I dare to ask Mou Shuai, if he is sentenced for this crime, how will he be sentenced?"
"What else can we do besides beheading the Queen of Autumn? It doesn't matter whether Wang Peng dies, the key is the lives of those dozen weavers. The scholars in Jiangnan are making trouble, can the court ignore it? The scholars these days tsk"If you lose your leg and report it to someone above, it's nothing more than "committing suicide in prison out of fear of crime".
Since he is an important prisoner handed over by the factory owner himself, Liu Zhi will naturally handle the miscellaneous affairs this time. Otherwise, how can he show his filial piety to his godfather?
Liu Zhi led a dozen gangsters to the private prison in the backyard, and ordered someone to open the door. The dark room was filled with stench, and a nauseating smell hit his nostrils, which made Liu Zhi cover his hands in disgust. nose.
A ray of sunlight shines into the wing room. Du Hong is wearing a white prison uniform, with thumb-thick shackles on his hands and feet. A large shackle weighing more than twenty kilograms is hung around his neck. He is sitting dejectedly in the corner of the room, with his head held high. Contemptuous eyes.
There are many scars on the exposed skin on the face and body. It seems that the fans suffered a lot on the way from Shaoxing to Nanjing.
Liu Zhi chuckled: "I have long heard that Master Du is the father-in-law of Qin Kan, the imperial guard of the capital. How do you feel about being in such a situation at this moment?"
Du Hong snorted contemptuously and turned away.
Liu Zhi wasn't angry either. He chuckled to himself and said, "Don't blame me for speaking harshly. You are old and confused. I'm afraid you have hired the wrong son-in-law. Your son-in-law is a troublemaker in the capital. The one named Qin is a little smarter in the capital. Look." For the sake of fellow factory guards, I won¡¯t make it difficult for you. It¡¯s a pity that you are an old fool and your son-in-law is a young man. He fell into the hands of our Dongchang. Mr. Du, we have formed a fate. ah."
Du Hong had been in such a bad situation, but Du Hong looked away. He laughed loudly and said coldly in a hoarse voice: "Stop talking so much nonsense. If you have any means, just use it on me. I can do it." Right, stand up straight, you are worthy of the court and your majesty, you eunuchs and lackeys have no right to be wordy in front of me!"
Liu Zhi's smile gradually turned cold: "Okay, Du Hong, I'll see how long your old bones can hold on. I'll see if you can still smile after you taste all the stuff in our Dongchang. I don't care about you." Call me daddy!¡±
" As Liu Zhi waved, the torturers carried several baskets of blood-stained torture instruments. The torturer picked through the baskets and picked out a set of clamps.
The clamp is the lightest of all torture instruments. It has more than ten small iron bars strung together with two hemp ropes. The iron bars are covered with sharp nails. They put it between the fingers of the prisoner. Applying force outwards separately, the nails will penetrate the flesh, and the ten fingers will feel a sharp pain. The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, this simplest torture instrument often makes countless heroes bow their heads and confess their sins.
He roughly pulled Du Hong's finger, and when the gangsters were about to put it on the torture device, a gangster came hurriedly from outside.
"Master Qianhu, Liu An, the son of Ningyuan Marquis, sent a letter"
Liu Zhi frowned and murmured: "Liu An? I have no contact with him"
After opening the letter and scanning it for a few times, Liu Zhi's face suddenly became ugly. He crumpled the letter into a ball with a livid face, threw it away, and said angrily: "What a loud tone! What about your honor? I, the majestic Dongchang, will be punished." Don't Qianhu dare to offend you? Give me a torture! Du Hong, even the King of Heaven can't protect you today!"
The gangsters were about to continue the torture when another gangster came over in a hurry.
"Master Qianhu, Prince Yong of Chengshan sent someone to deliver a letter."
Liu Zhi¡¯s eyelids twitched a few times, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out out the letter and read it carefully, his face became even more livid, he gritted his teeth and said in a vicious voice: "Continue to torture me! I won't buy anyone's face today, let's see what you can do to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several fans came over at the same time and hurriedly reported: "Sir, Yuan Ren, the son of Guangping Marquis, sent someone to deliver a letter"
"My lord, Liu Xun, the son of Marquis Anyuan, sent a letter"
"My lord, Mr. Xu sent someone to deliver a letter"
Liu Zhi's mind exploded, and his expression became nervous: "XuOld Duke Xu? Which Old Duke Xu?"
Fanzi said with a grimace: "Of course it's Duke Wei of Nanjing, Old Duke Xu."
Liu Zhi's face turned green. He could ignore other nobles, but Wei Guogong that was the Duke of Nanjing who was in charge of the military power in Nanjing. When the factory boss saw him, he had to accompany the big shot with a smiling face and salute first. He, Liu Zhi, was in the presence of Mr. Xu. Who do you think you are in front of the Duke? It doesn¡¯t even count!
Shaking his hands, he unfolded the letter from Mr. Xu. As soon as he read two lines, Liu Zhi¡¯s face turned even greener.
While standing in the yard in a daze, another fan came in a hurry.
"My lord, Uncle Wu Jing and Zhao Chengqing"
Liu Zhi was about to collapse, pulling his hair like crazy and shouting: "What day is it today! What is the origin of this guy named Du? Is he the godfather of all the nobles in Nanjing? What a bully! Wu Jingbo also sent Has someone sent a letter?"
Fanzi looked embarrassed and said: "Uncle Wu Jing didn't send the letter"
Before Liu Zhi could breathe a sigh of relief, Fanzi continued: "Uncle Wu Jing came in person, bringing a group of servants with him, and he was cursing at our door"
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PS: Sorry, I'm late. I drank too much and took a bath. I woke up and coded all night long. My attitude is still very correct. . .
Asking for monthly votes for praise. . . (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com )Qing said awkwardly: "Uncle Wu Jing didn't send the letter"
Before Liu Zhi could breathe a sigh of relief, Fanzi continued: "Uncle Wu Jing came in person, bringing a group of servants with him, and he was cursing at our door"
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PS: Sorry, I'm late. I drank too much and took a bath. I woke up and coded all night long. My attitude is still very correct. . .
Asking for monthly votes for praise. . . (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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