"Li Jinglong, I'm fucking causing you trouble!"

Hu Guan was sitting in the carriage, his face full of hatred.

Just now in the Ganqing Palace, the emperor scolded him so hard that he was bleeding.

He said he was useless, he said he was careless, he was confused, he said he was useless...

In fact, Hu Guan felt very wronged. His biggest wish was to be a son-in-law who was willing to die peacefully, but who would have thought that the emperor would hand over one burden after another to him.

It's okay with the blue eyes, the emperor's hawk dog that is shameless.

But Hu Guan really couldn't do anything about the assets and accounting department of the Ming Dynasty.

That is not a little bit of money, it is the emperor's wallet. Put it in his hands, it will increase value year by year, and it will make money.

That's why he hit it off with Li Jinglong under the instructions of the emperor.

But who knew that Li Jinglong had made so many things to do? And he was also very dereliction of duty and failed to supervise it.

"Hey, this is a fucking thing... it's not human inside and outside!"

In the carriage, Hu Guan's body shook slightly and said to himself.

"The emperor means that the royal family's assets are not allowed to be involved in business within the Ming Dynasty, but they are not in the Ming Dynasty. Where can I make money?" Hu Guan thought about it more and more uncertain.

Then, he lifted the curtain and said to the coachman, "Iron Lion Street, Duke Cao's Mansion, hurry!"

He would never understand what the emperor was worried about. The words of the seven censors and Zhu Gaochi made Zhu Yun's sudden alert.

If this continues, in less than ten years, several consortium families with huge assets and eyes will appear in the Ming Dynasty, just like the great compradors in later generations.

These people can override the law, over power, and even above traditional morality. They are rich enough to rival a country, but they are definitely a counterproductive effect on the country's industry and commerce.

Zhu Yunxiu suddenly realized that he had made a huge mistake.

The empire's industry and commerce had just had a little sprout of a free economy, and as the leader in the power of life and death, we could not only not intervene, nor could we intervene. Otherwise, the sprout of this free economy would inevitably grow into a strange future.

The huge official and business group is like a greedy blood-sucking worm, lying on the back of the empire, sucking endlessly the fresh blood of the empire. It is getting fatter and fatter, but the empire will become weaker and weaker.

Even the entire empire will eventually become a country composed of officials, merchants and even compradors. Everything the empire does must be in their interests.

The carriage stopped at Iron Lion Street, and Hu Guan was about to go down.

But the housekeeper of Duke Cao's mansion looked like a dead mother, and he kept urging several doctors to rush into the mansion with a sad face.

"What's wrong with the mansion?" Hu Guan asked in confusion.

"Oh, my son-in-law, this little man... I'm so busy that I can't salute you!" the butler replied.

"Who is sick in your family? Where is Duke Cao?" Hu Guan asked.

The housekeeper stamped his feet and sighed, "Hi! It's our master who is sick!" As he said that, he urged the servants of the Li family to say, "Hurry up, lead the doctor in, hurry up!" Then, he turned to Hu Guan and said, "Our master who is not sure what's wrong. When he came back from the palace, he felt a fever and whispered as soon as he entered the house!"

As he said that, he was sad again and slapped his thigh, "Without saying a few words, his eyes went dark and passed!"

"Ah?" Hu Guan was stunned and looked at the door where the Li family entered and exited, "Is he really sick?"

"You can still have a false test for illness!" The butler said, and suddenly ran to the other direction and cried, "Master, you are back. The master just opened his eyes and said a few words to you, and fainted again!"

Hu Guan saw that the county horse Liqi hurriedly got off the horse's back and didn't even say hello to him, and plunged into the yard.

"Is this really sick? Hi, he is so damn coincidental!" Hu Guan gritted his teeth and cursed.

But then, I realized in my heart that Li Jinglong's illness must be not fake, but real.

I heard that the emperor scolded Duke Cao too.

Hu Guan knows more or less about the emperor's temperament. He is not afraid of the emperor getting angry, nor is he afraid of the emperor's punishment. The most feared thing is that the emperor curses, but he does not punish him.

There is no limit to punishment, and the punishment will be over.

If you don't have to punish, you will never be able to get over this matter.

"Oh!" Hu Guan sighed again, "Go back home!"

"Yes!" The coachman quickly jumped onto the carriage and started rushing the carriage.

Hu Guan closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "After you get home, go and all the heads of the Accounting Department are called, and the account book will be brought together."

"Yes!" The coachman responded simply.

"Hey!" Hu Guan just sighed.

Now that he can't count on Li Jinglong, all he can do is check the accounts. See how many transactions he has been involved in and how many industries he has invested. Then he thinks about some ways to throw out all those industries.

The emperor’s original words in the Qianqing Palace were that I handed over the accounting department to you, but did you turn my money bag into the largest and most domineering imperial merchant in the Ming Dynasty?

"Fortunately, I didn't take a penny home!" Hu Guan felt scared, "Whenever he had a little greed and had selfish desires for himself, it was not just him who was sick today!"

~

The next day, the front page of Yingtian Times was written with a row of big words in bold.

"The emperor's edict, any official and official use their three generations of blood relatives, disciples, old friends, relatives and friends, fellow townsmen and the same year to participate in business, and the same crimes as corruption! The same is true for noble families!"

"Within three months, the business industry under his name will be sold. If anyone is unwilling, he can resign from his official position and retire. If he dares to conceal it, he will be punished for deceiving the emperor!"

When the imperial edict was issued, there was an uproar in both the court and the people.

It is an old rule for officials not to do business, but who does not have a business in any family of officials?

If you don’t do some business or set up a few shops, you won’t be able to live in a living way with that little salary!

Speaking of which, this imperial edict is a bit unfair and even a bit harsh.

But the attitude the emperor showed was to tell the people of the world that I was not justifying you.

Since you enjoy the authority of the official position, you are not allowed to use this right to make money legally and reasonably.

Either you become an official, or you don’t become an official!

In fact, ordinary people agree with the emperor's imperial edict.

The people's minds are very simple. You can be an official in any good deeds in the world. The emperor is well in charge of it, and the emperor is wise.

Among the officials, there are a lot of controversy.

But no matter how controversial they did, they could not see the emperor's true intention behind this imperial edict!

~

The backyard of Zhu Gaochi’s mansion.

In the pond hot in the sun, Zhu Gaochi lay on his back, like a white pig with just lost hair.

On the shore, two red robe officials stood shoulder to shoulder, starting with third-rank officials.

On the left is Zhuo Jing, and on the right is Chen Di, the Minister of Rites.

"The Qingliu people are applauding this imperial edict of the emperor!" Chen Di said with a smile, "They are all saying privately that gentlemen do not speak of profit. If all the civil and military officials in the court chase money like Duke Cao, then what will this Ming Dynasty become?"

puff!

Zhu Gaochi used water to slut his fat face, then spit out a sip of water, looked at the two of them with a squint eyes, "So do you two think so?"

Zhuo Jing leaned over and said, "That's not what you think, Your Highness?"

"Ha!" Zhu Gaochi shook his head, "Qingliu, do you think that they had shot Duke Cao and also shot the orphan. Letting the emperor issue an imperial edict is a good thing to correct the original source? Haha, shoot yourself in the foot!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Jing and Chen Di were stunned and looked at each other, looking puzzled.

Zhu Gaochi picked up the sour plum soup and drank half a bowl of it. Then he looked at the two of them, "It's hot, are you two coming down to soak for a while?"

"Your Highness, I dare not!" Chen Di immediately smiled awkwardly, "Dare you ask, what does Your Highness mean?"

"You, you! You are stupid in your studies!"

With a loud bang, Zhu Gaochi stood up suddenly.
Chapter completed!