When Lu Xiangsheng was going to sea, on a certain street in the capital, a loud voice sounded from behind the merchant: "Brother, where are you going?"
The merchant didn't need to turn around to know that his sworn brother was asking him. He immediately turned around and saw that he was indeed a strong man.
"The victim who was cheated by the ticket number went to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to sue Shuntian Prefecture. I will go over and see how this matter is handled." The merchant smiled and said, and then continued to move forward.
The strong man was tall and powerful, and he caught up with the merchant in a few steps. He walked with the merchant and expressed his opinion: "Fortunately, I have a small business and don't have to go out to buy goods. Otherwise, I might be cheated. In my opinion
, the imperial court can ban such a harmful thing."
The merchant's expression became a little unsatisfied after hearing this. He glanced sideways at the strong man and lectured: "Then when your brother goes out, do you want me to carry the money on my back?"
When the strong man heard this, he forgot that his elder brother was engaged in big business. He quickly said with a smile: "Where, where, elder brother, don't you have that Ming Dynasty Nine Si Bao Banknote? This is also very convenient to carry."
"What is the highest denomination of Ming Dynasty Jiusi Baobao banknotes?" The merchant couldn't help asking when he saw that the strong man was still using his own small business as a benchmark.
"It's about ten taels, but I've never seen it." The strong man answered smoothly.
"That pig of yours is only ten taels, so of course I've never seen it before. As for me, how many Jiu Si Bao notes do you want me to carry when I go out? Is it safe?" The merchant quickened his pace while training the strong man.
When the strong man heard this, he remembered that his elder brother was doing business for the nobles of the capital. It was a big business, far beyond his own small business.
I have become familiar with my eldest brother, but I have forgotten this point. I always thought that he was the same as my second brother. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little ashamed. My eldest brother is going through a complicated relationship with them.
The strong man immediately slapped himself on the forehead and said: "Brother, look at my memory. He said that if he is tall, his brains are not enough, but he is really talking about me, my little brother!"
Seeing that his third brother quickly admitted his mistake and had a good attitude, the merchant changed his smile and said, "I can't blame you. It's because your structure is not good enough. If you want to be promising, you might as well go out and see the world. Don't
It would be a lifetime to stay in a corner of the capital and kill pigs all day long."
When the strong man heard this, he fell silent. Could it be that in this life, he really had to live his whole life by killing pigs as his elder brother said?
Neither of them spoke anymore, and fell silent for a while, just focused on their way.
They were not very far from the location of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Not long after they walked, they heard the roar of people in front of them.
Turning the corner, the scene suddenly came into view.
Those victims had surrounded the newly opened reporting office of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. The imperial censor was communicating with them, and the government officials had isolated the onlookers who were doing bad things.
The two of them were attracted by the scene in front of them. They arrived too late and couldn't go in, so they grabbed a busybody outside and asked: "Brother, what's going on?"
These onlookers of good things all have a gossipy heart. When someone asks him, he introduces him enthusiastically regardless of whether he knows him or not.
"These sufferers have complained to Shuntian Mansion for not doing anything. After so many days, we still can't find those damn Shanxi merchants. We must make the decision for them and give them an explanation. Otherwise, we will go on a hunger strike here starting today."
When the merchant heard this, he seemed to be determined to fight today. He asked again: "How will the reporting office of the Metropolitan Procuratorate react?"
The good guy turned around and tried hard with his mouth, and then said: "At first, I said this is a place to report corruption among civil servants, and it doesn't care about the progress of the case. Those who don't handle things well will not be in charge. If the owner refuses to agree, he must give an explanation.
.Now the Zuodu censors from the Metropolitan Procuratorate have come out and are communicating with each other."
The merchant nodded upon hearing this, bowed his hands to the good man and said, "Thank you for informing me, brother."
"It's okay, it's okay." The busybody replied, then turned around and looked again.
Merchants and strong men also crowded aside, found a relatively good position, and began to see how this matter would progress.
From time to time, someone in the crowd shouted something like, "The censor doesn't make decisions for the people, so it's better to get out of here as soon as possible."
The yamen officials wanted to see who was shouting but couldn't find it, and the superiors refused to use force, so they had to pretend not to hear and prevent the troublemakers from approaching.
The strong man was tall, and he was not as concerned about the communication between the slave master and the censor as the merchants were. He turned around and looked at the crowd of onlookers.
In the end, he actually saw a person shouting, which surprised him.
The strong man quickly patted the merchant's shoulder, put his mouth to the merchant's ear and whispered: "Brother, I saw the man I met in the restaurant that day, hiding in the crowd and shouting."
When the merchant heard this, he was a little surprised. He followed the strong man's direction and looked over. Sure enough, it was the one who was in the restaurant that day.
He quickly motioned to the strong man to ignore this and pretend he didn't see it.
After a while, Zuo Du Yushi of the Metropolitan Procuratorate began to give an impassioned speech, saying that this matter was governed by the Metropolitan Procuratorate and he would definitely give an explanation to the people.
The censor of Zuodu also promised the suffering master that he would report the matter to the emperor immediately and no matter what, he would try to get a result within a few days.
When the matter reached this point, the host slowly dispersed unwillingly.
However, these victims did not return home. Instead, they dispersed and told the people around them about Zuodu Yushi's reply, spreading the news to all the people in the capital.
This also made the people in the capital look forward to what kind of explanation the court would give. Many people took on the role of decision-maker and expressed some possible opinions, diverting the public opinion in the capital away from Zhongxing Hou's marriage, and everyone paid attention to it.
on this matter.
In the afternoon of that day, the censor of Zuodu compiled the information and reported the matter.
The efficiency of the imperial court was obviously much higher than before. Emperor Chongzhen immediately convened a meeting of the cabinet and the six ministries and nine ministers to discuss the matter.
Emperor Chongzhen pointed to a stack of memorials and said: "The matter of the ticket number absconding with the money has caused an uproar in the capital, and the people have complained a lot. I have received so many memorials here, and they all say that it is best to resolve this matter as soon as possible. Otherwise, things will continue to develop.
, the consequences may be disastrous. Dear ministers, what do you think about this?"
This matter has already caused a stir in the city, and all the ministers in the Wenhua Palace are aware of it.
The public opinion in the capital has never been so highly concentrated. Anyone who is not the kind of person who hides in a cellar and writes books has definitely heard about it.
After hearing what Emperor Chongzhen said, Bi Ziyan, the Minister of Household Affairs, came out and said: "Your Majesty, I also think that this matter should be settled, otherwise nothing may happen."
Isn't this what Emperor Chongzhen said just now? Bi Ziyan's repetition is obviously to flatter Emperor Chongzhen.
"I heard that there are two opinions in the capital. One is to ban bank accounts and banks so that this incident will not happen again; the other is to impose restrictions on bank accounts and banks. So what does Bi Qing think should be done?
?" Emperor Chongzhen asked.
As the steward of the Ming Dynasty, Bi Ziyan certainly knew the significance of bank accounts and the existence of banks. He replied without thinking: "Your Majesty, banning bank accounts and banks is not feasible."
Emperor Chongzhen immediately took advantage of the situation and asked: "So what Bi Qing means is to impose restrictions on bank accounts and banks?"