Lanyang County is affected by the arrival of the grandson of the emperor of the country.
It's like a small stone was thrown into a calm pool of water in a mountain stream, and ripples slowly began to appear on the water.
Things in the county government spread out in Lanyang County in an instant, and with the appearance of the head, it began to spread across the borders of Lanyang County at an even faster speed.
Then, before people could react, what happened.
The officials accompanying the imperial court this time had already begun the disaster relief work according to the plan on the road, carrying the first batch of 50,000 dans of grain for the trip.
Documentary orders were passed on one by one, and more accompanying officials, escorted by the Jinyi Guards of the Shangzhiqin Army, rushed to other counties in Kaifeng Prefecture. Together with the accompanying officials who had dispersed all the way from Xuzhou Prefecture, they would support
The entire relief work for the six disaster-stricken provinces.
"My grandson has arrived. Official Cao is dead. His head is here. Come and see."
A large human head was inserted on a bamboo pole and was held by a county official from Lanyang County on horseback. Surrounded by the official, under the supervision of a team of royal guards, the head of Lanyang County was being manipulated.
The dialect shouted loudly.
The sound echoed inside and outside Lanyang County, reaching the ears of the people who had been working in the fields day after day for more than half a month to dredge and dredge the fields.
Under the orders of the imperial guards, whenever they arrived at a place where people gathered, they would slow down until they came to a complete stop. Then they would lower the bamboo poles in their hands and continue to show them in circles to the people coming around. In fact, not many people in Lanyang County know the new county magistrate Cao Zhisheng, who has been in office here for more than half a year.
But when such a big bloody human head dangled in front of their eyes, everyone chose to believe it.
Some silent changes seemed to have taken place in the crowd.
The officer looked at the surrounding Jin Yiwei with trembling arms. After receiving the signal to continue, he slowly picked up the speed again and passed Cao Zhisheng's head towards the next place.
Even to the breach downstream of the Yellow River embankment in Lanyang County.
The blood left on the bamboo pole has long since solidified, sticking the officer's hand firmly to the bamboo pole.
Cao Zhisheng's head was hanging in the air and swinging back and forth against the wind blowing from the breach of the river embankment.
The guard shouted again.
The work on hand of the river workers at the breach never stopped. Those who moved bricks and those who resisted packs all had their own things to do.
On the entire river embankment, countless river workers were like worker ants in an ant colony, covering the entire river embankment, but no one was interested in the guards' shouts, looked back or was curious.
The officer turned around tremblingly and looked at the murderous maniacs in uniform.
Taking a deep breath, the guard clenched the bamboo pole with a ruthless expression, turned over and dismounted, and then stepped on the water under the river embankment, running towards the breach of the river embankment with one foot deeper and one shallower.
By the time the officer reached the breach, which had been raised to a height of more than half a floor, he was out of breath.
The officer inserted the bamboo pole in his hand deeply into the soil at his feet.
Looking at the river workers around him who still ignored him, his heart was full of anger, but he had nowhere to vent.
In the end, the officer could only snort coldly, waved his hand and pointed at Cao Zhisheng's head above his head, and roared: "This is the head of Cao Zhisheng, the magistrate of Lanyang County. It has been chopped off by the emperor's grandson. He asked me to spread it around the world so that
Everyone can see clearly that the imperial court is interested in us, and the grandson is here to save our Lanyang County!"
The river workers up and down the river embankment finally stopped silently, put down their work, and looked silently at the officer standing on the breach, raising his arms and pointing at the human head on the bamboo pole.
In an instant, the officer who was being watched by thousands of people and who was shouting angrily couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, but still held his neck straight with composure.
While the guards were waiting anxiously.
The river workers up and down the river embankment finally moved slowly.
The first to move were the river workers closest to the guards.
The first river worker walked up to the officer, looked at the officer, sneered, shook his head and stretched out his muddy hand to pat the shoulder of the officer who was already fearful.
Then, the second river worker walked up to the officer.
He still stretched out his muddy palm and patted the officer's chest.
"Since we are from Lanyang County, we have to get some mud and water on us."
After finishing speaking, the river worker walked away silently.
At this time, the officer was already stunned on the spot, with a face full of confusion and confusion.
In front of him, a famous river worker clapped his muddy palms on his body, and a famous river worker walked past him.
At some point, a snapping sound came from the guard's side. He trembled in shock. He turned his head and saw that the bamboo pole he had stuck on the ground had been taken down to the ground by an unknown river worker.
Just when the guard was trembling and wanted to put the bamboo pole up again, his big feet, which were always covered with mud, had already stepped heavily on the person's head.
"Ah..."
The officer shouted out loud.
Cao Zhisheng's head has been heavily stepped into the ground.
Definitely intentional!
These people definitely did it on purpose!
The officer was willing to swear on his own mother's blood that he saw with his own eyes the river worker's foot stepping on Cao Zhisheng's head. He put all his body weight on the foot, and finally he pushed down hard.
Shen.
The imperial guards escorting the officers also heard the sound and rushed over.
He didn't even look at the guard, but just looked along the bamboo pole that fell on the ground. At a glance, he saw the head that had been trampled into the soil by countless river workers' big feet.
Several people looked at each other and finally silently adopted an attitude of inaction.
The officer looked left and right, only to feel his scalp numb.
However, there were more river workers passing by in front of the officer, patting him with their big hands covered with muddy water.
After a long, long time.
Up and down the river bank, it became silent again.
Looking back, the guard was already trembling all over, and it was almost impossible to find a clean spot all over his body.
Not far behind him, at the end of the bamboo pole, there was no trace of the head of Saint Cao Zhi.
There are still many places where Cao Zhisheng’s head has not been removed.
The emperor's grandson is in the county government office.
When he thought that the first thing the emperor's grandson did when he came to Lanyang County was to chop off Magistrate Cao's head, the officer's heart jumped in fright, his whole body went limp, and he fell to the ground.
This is the time.
Up and down the river embankment, the sound of ropes was suddenly heard.
I don’t know who started it.
Across the long embankment of the Yellow River, the sound of a trumpet suddenly came.
"Yoho hey hey!"
"Yoho hey hey!"
Two loud sounds, like sharp arrows piercing the sky, passed through the entire Yellow River embankment, rose from the embankment, and went straight up into the blue sky and white clouds.
Then, everyone up and down the river embankment, and across the entire land of the Yellow River, shouted in unison as if they had been inspired.
"Pull up a ram!"
"Yo yo hi! Yo hi, yo hoo hi..."
"Pull up a ram!"
"Yoho, hey, hey! Work harder!"
The officer who was originally worried that he had "lost" the head of Saint Cao Zhi was still panicking. At this moment, when he heard the sound of river workers' horns that filled his ears, he suddenly jumped up from the ground with a start.
When the officer stood up and looked at the surrounding river embankments, his eyes were filled with shock.
Up and down the entire embankment, the people were still the same people, and the things they were doing were still the same, but no one shouted a word except those ramming chants.
However, the officer felt that the current Yellow River embankment was completely different from the Yellow River embankment not long ago.
Amidst the sound of trumpets on the river embankment, a guard in golden uniforms gradually showed a smile on his face, and walked lightly to the officer.
"You have finished your work, follow me back to the county office."
After finishing speaking, Jin Yiwei turned around in front of the officer and led the others down the river embankment.
The officer opened his mouth, turned back and pointed to the location where Cao Zhisheng's head was buried. Finally, he shrank his head, his eyes flashed, and he looked anxiously for the backs of the departing Jin Yiwei, then he picked up his feet and ran over. p>
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Lanyang County, county government.
The headless corpse of Cao Zhisheng in the county government hall has been taken away by Zhang Hui. No one asked what the Jinyiwei boss, who was wearing a flying fish suit and exuding a cold air, wanted to do with taking away the corpse.<
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Zhu Yunxi leaned on the chair and took a nap for a while.
Until they did not receive Taisun's decree, the accompanying officials who were still staying in Lanyang County all walked in.
The officials walked in quietly.
However, the slight sound still woke up Zhu Yunxi who was resting his mind with his eyes closed.
Zhu Yunxi slowly opened his eyes.
The one who catches the eye is Pan Deshan, a doctor in the Ministry of Industry's Dushui Qingli Division. Surrounding him are the other accompanying officials.
"I see you, Your Highness."
Faintly, the accompanying officials this time were already led by Pan Deshan.
Zhu Yunxi hummed and looked at Pan Deshan in front of him.
I saw that Pan Deshan's official boots were already full of muddy water, and the soles and uppers had been dyed a different color by the yellow muddy water. There were also specks of mud on his robe.
"Already went to see it?"
Zhu Yunxi looked at Pan Deshan and asked softly.
Pan Deshan immediately bowed and clasped his fists: "I only looked at the Yellow River Embankment from the city wall today. It is inevitable that Your Highness will summon me and postpone the trip up and down the river embankment."
Zhu Yunxi nodded and did not speak. Instead, he looked at the other accompanying officials.
After coughing slightly, Zhu Yunxi slowly spoke: "How to relieve the disaster in the six prefectures and how to restore the livelihood of the people in the six prefectures. I have discussed it in detail with you on this western tour.
At present, the food and grass from the imperial court will be delivered one after another, and all food must be distributed to every disaster-stricken people.
Only when the people are fed can they have the strength to go to work and prevent things that should not happen in advance."
A Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate who was accompanying him immediately stood up: "Your Highness, I believe that the relief grain and grass sent by the imperial court need to be strengthened. Although your Highness has punished Cao Cao for his crimes today, it can temporarily frighten the local officials. However,
His Highness lives in a county in Kaifeng, but it is impossible to go to all places in person. It is inevitable that local officials will be deceived by everyone."
Zhu Yunxi snorted: "What does the Metropolitan Procuratorate mean?"
The accompanying censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate who made the suggestion paused for a moment, a little helpless, but still said: "I believe that the accompanying Jin Yiwei officers and soldiers should be sent to supervise this matter, strictly inspect the local government's distribution of grain and grass, and implement the work-for-relief strategy." "Yes."
Zhu Yunxi agreed softly and turned to look at the others.
At this time, another accompanying official from the Ministry of Revenue walked out.
"Your Highness, the six prefectures have been hit by disasters this time, and many families have died. Do we need to make other arrangements for the vacant fields? I have observed recently that a lot of good land has been silted out of the Yellow River this time. This is all for nothing.
Is the sale of unclaimed land under the auspices of the imperial court?"
Zhu Yunxi paused for a moment, then gently turned the square white jade finger on his thumb.
After a while, Zhu Yunxi finally said: "The vacant fields in Liufu County will be registered by the local government first, and then reviewed by the Ministry of Household Affairs. After the disaster, they will be redistributed to the people according to the original land and the number of people in each household. The land silted out along the rivers
The land was measured and recorded by the Ministry of Household Affairs, and it was deemed to be farmland, and the court would deal with it separately afterwards."
The accompanying officials from the Ministry of Revenue bowed to accept the order and stepped back silently.
At this time, Zhu Yunxi looked at Pan Deshan, who was left aside by him: "The method you mentioned last time to control the river was to confine the water to wash away the sand, and overhaul the rivers and embankments. Let Gu and everyone see the effect first. When the time comes,
, even if I give you the Emperor's Order given by His Majesty during this trip, it's not wrong."
The Emperor's Order is the highest symbol of power in the place where the emperor acts on behalf of the emperor. It has the unimpeachable power to kill first and then report later.
During this trip, Zhu Yunxi received the Emperor's Order from His Majesty the Emperor, which was known to everyone in the court.
But at this moment, Zhu Yunxi said that he wanted to hand over the Emperor's Order to Pan Deshan, which inevitably made the accompanying officials present feel a sudden rush in their hearts.
Pan Deshan has long known that if his method of river control is to be popular, he must not only gain the trust of the emperor's grandson, but also the approval of the accompanying officials present.
These accompanying officials are all sent by various ministries. As long as they obtain their approval, it means that the ministries and yamen in Yingtian City will basically agree with his method of river management.
Pan Deshan immediately took the order.
At this time, Tian Mai, who was accompanying him, hurried in from outside the Yamen.
Tian Mai passed by the accompanying officials standing in the lobby of the county government office and walked all the way to Zhu Yunxi.
"Your Highness, Pei Benzhi, the magistrate of Chenliu County in Kaifeng Prefecture, is wearing a shackles to plead guilty. He has arrived outside the county government office and is kneeling at the gate of the government office."
As soon as Tian Mai said this, the officials in the lobby immediately moved slightly, and many people curiously turned their eyes to the outside of the county government office behind them.
Chenliu County has a reputation as a tough guy. On their way to Lanyang County, they got to know Pei Benzhi, the county magistrate, because of the impeachment memorials from Kaifeng Prefecture.
Zhu Yunxi was a little surprised.
He had long been curious about Pei Benzhi, a magistrate of the Ming Dynasty with the reputation of Chenliu County's iron neck, because of the impeachment memorials and what he did in Chenliu County.
But what he didn't expect was that even such an iron-necked man would wear shackles and personally follow his whereabouts from Chenliu County to Lanyang County.
"Pei Benzhi!"
Zhu Yunxi whispered in front of all the accompanying officials present, with some laughter in his voice.
After reading Pei Benzhi's name, Zhu Yunxi clapped his hands on the table and stood up, looking outside the county government office: "I'll go and see what the conscience of our Ming Dynasty looks like."
The incident of Pei Ben’s hand chopping off the heads of the gentry within his jurisdiction without approval has passed.
As Zhu Yunxi's footsteps came behind the accompanying officials, an idea immediately came to their minds.
Some people are happy for Pei Benzhi.
Some people lamented for Pei Benzhi.
Everyone knows that with the Ming Dynasty's conscience words spoken by the Emperor Taisun, Pei Benzhi is not only innocent of murder this time, but will even become another frontier official or court official of the Ming Dynasty in the near future.
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Lanyang County Government Office.
Zhu Yunxi has already walked out lightly.
Under the steps of the county government office, on the ground covered with yellow mud, Pei Benzhi straightened his back and knelt on the ground. The shackles on his body could not lower his head.
Behind Pei Benzhi were the Chenliu County magistrate and several officers, kneeling on the ground with the stubborn donkey county master.
Zhu Yunxi looked at this scene and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Are you the iron-necked Pei Benzhi of Chenliu County?"
Pei Benzhi raised his eyes and turned his head. The place where his neck and the shackles touched was red, and some flesh was slightly worn and bleeding.
Pei Benzhi looked at the gate of Lanyang County Yamen.
This was the first time in his life that he met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Kingdom.
Young.
Yingwu.
The smile on his face is not hypocritical like those in the court, and looks very sincere.
This is Pei Benzhi's first impression, and no matter how much more, he will not be able to tell.
"The guilty minister, Yichou Ketong Jinshi in the 18th year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, was granted the title of magistrate of Chenliu County, Kaifeng Prefecture, Henan Province. Pei Benzhi wore a yoke to plead guilty."
"The guilty minister was deeply favored by the emperor, was highly regarded by the country, and guarded a county, but he knew the law and violated the law, and ignored the laws of the country. There was no review by the Three Laws Division, no approval from the court, and no approval from His Majesty's ink pen, so he was lynched and executed.
People."
"The guilty minister has paid no attention to the emperor's kindness and is worried about peace. For the sake of the law of the country, the guilty minister wears the shackles to plead guilty. I beg His Highness to hold the emperor's order and grant the guilty minister the death penalty."
Pei Benzhi's voice was so loud that it almost penetrated into the county government office.
The accompanying officials who were driven out of the county government office happened to hear Pei Benzhi's apology statement when they walked outside the government office gate.
Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but glance at Pei Benzhi who was kneeling at the entrance of the yamen.
Is this person a die-hard?
Everyone was thinking silently.
Zhu Yunxi, however, had already walked down the steps with a chuckle, shaking his head, and walked up to Pei Benzhi.
He paced back and forth, then fixed himself in front of Pei Benzhi's eyes, tilted his head and squatted down, but extended his palm to the Chenliu County magistrate beside him.
The official didn't know and was at a loss for a moment.
Zhu Yunxi was not angry and said: "The key to the shackles."
"Oh oh oh..."
Facing the emperor's grandson, the clerk was in a panic for a moment. He scratched his body with his hands randomly, and after a while he took out a key from his sleeve.
Zhu Yunxi took the key and slowly opened the shackles under Pei Benzhi's frowning gaze.
Later, Zhu Yunxi wanted to personally remove the shackles from Pei Benzhi.
At this time, the ceremony on the side finally woke up from the shock, and hurriedly bent over and lowered his head to remove the shackles from his stubborn donkey, the county official.
Zhu Yunxi sighed slightly, patted his shackles, and looked at Pei Benzhi, who was frowning.