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Chapter 192

 The breeze is blowing slowly, and the water is calm.

On the Yangtze River in October, the waves were undulating, but the waves remained the same. Fishing sailboats followed the waves, carefully avoiding large merchant ships.

And the large ship loaded with goods, with bulging white sails, was sailing upstream, constantly looking at the scenes on both sides of the river, thinking about the trade route.

In the era before railways, water transportation was the most convenient way, and the Yangtze River, which had no dry season, was a golden waterway.

From the Han River in Xiangyang to the Yangtze River, it happens to meet at Wuchang Prefecture, and it doesn't take a day's work.

"A farewell speech to the White Emperor among the colorful clouds, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day!"

Zhu Yixi couldn't help but sigh while feeling the river breeze.

"Your Highness, be careful of catching a cold."

Sun Xuan'er gently tied the cloak for him, gentle and clingy.

She couldn't bear the position of personal bodyguard, especially when she often had close contact with the King of Hanyang, which made her want to stop.

"Yes!" After patting her hand, Zhu Yixi looked at Hanyang and Wuchang, Hanyang and Wuchang, three cities built on the river, standing in a tripod, refusing to give in to anyone.

He couldn't help but laugh

Hundreds of years later, Hankou, Wuchang, and Hanyang merged into one and became Wuhan.

"Your Highness, Wuhu is more than two hundred miles away. How about resting in Wuchang City?"

Chen Dong stayed at a distance and noticed that the atmosphere was starting to become normal, so he cautiously approached and asked.

Wuhu, which later belonged to Wuhan, now belonged to Huangzhou Prefecture. It connected to the Yangtze River and became the location of the largest shipyard under the Hanyang King.

Sun Xuan'er on the side, who habitually held the hand of King Hanyang, became proud of the looks of the guards.

"Just stay in Wuchang!"

Zhu Yixi nodded and said casually: "As the governor of Huguang Province, I haven't stayed long yet!"

“It should be more lively than Xiangyang!”

Sun Xuan'er said obediently, her temper changed from usual.

Chen Dong looked at it and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Then, incognito or in disguise?"

With his head lowered, Chen Dong kept thinking, this aunt has changed her temper.

"Let's go incognito. We are meant to be secretive. Why should we be exposed?"

Zhu Yixi waved her hands and said indifferently.

In order to paralyze Zuo Liangyu, he not only allowed to visit Zuo Mengeng, but even showed that he was willing to bleed heavily for the title of King Yu.

Sun Changzhou carried 100,000 taels of silver, ostensibly for strength, but actually to establish an intelligence network.

Nanjing's Jinyiwei already had a foundation, and with the help of Wu Bangfu, the commander-in-chief of Fusi in Beizhen who fled south, it has been rebuilt.

So it must be targeted.

The purpose of this inspection of the Donghu Shipyard is for the Navy to attack the important areas of Jiujiang and intimidate Jiangnan in one fell swoop.

After receiving the edict from King Hanyang, several ships began to dock.

"What are there so many people for?"

Looking at the hundreds of people, Zhu Yixi waved his hand: "A dozen people are behind you, and the rest are waiting for an opportunity, as long as they are within a hundred feet."

"As you command!"

The guards in short brown uniforms responded one after another.

And our King of Hanyang, dressed in white silk, looks like a rich man.

Leading Sun Xuan'er, who was dressed as a man, with her left hand, followed by guards dressed as domestic slaves, they entered Wuchang City leisurely.

The guard didn't raise his eyebrows. He paid the money to enter the city. Who cares about that much.

Moss-covered city walls, old city gates, rubbish-filled moats, and broken and dirty city streets.

It is very different from Xiangyang.

This is the difference between big government and small government.

If you can make do, make do, and do less things that cost money and effort.

However, as the thoroughfare of nine provinces, Wuchang City is more prosperous, with surging crowds and business travelers everywhere. Even if it suffers a military disaster, it recovers very quickly.

Walking in Wuchang City, Zhu Yixi felt quite fresh.

Xi'an is dry and cold, Hanzhong and Nanzheng are narrow and humid, Xiangyang is sparsely populated and cramped, but Wuchang is the representative of the prosperity of the south.

There are many shops on the streets, the roads are occupied by a large number of illegal constructions, and shouts in dialects can be heard throughout the streets and alleys.

From time to time, mules and carriages passed by, leaving behind a few pieces of dung, and then a group of beggars appeared at the entrance of the alley, swarming over and putting the dung into wooden barrels.

This is not cleaning. They don't even look at the scraps of melon rinds in the streets and alleys. They are just manure.

However, Zhu Yixi, who was born in a lower class, saw those eager eyes through the gap.

Or beggars, ruffians, greedy eyes constantly swept across him, but the dozen or so powerful servants behind him forced them to give up.

He has a bulging waist and a hidden sword, which scares everyone who sees him.

After a while, Zhu Yixi lost interest and pulled Sun Xuan'er, who was watching the fire-breathing, out of the street and sat down at an inn.

"Sir, it's so busy, why are you coming to the inn again?"

Sun Xuan'er said reluctantly, her long legs close to her side, holding her hands, coquettishly, and kept rubbing them.

"What's there to see?"

Zhu Yixi shook his head and said: "You can see everything by rushing in. If you see too much, you'll get bored."

Sun Xuan'er, just this time, looked down with interest.

The waiter on the side was very discerning and had already seen him dressing up as a man and serving food and drinks in a dull manner.

Buzzing, a dozen or so people occupied three or four nearby tables.

Facing the window, Zhu Yixi kept pouring gossip into his ears. After combing through it carefully, he learned about the major events in Wuchang City today.

It turns out that there was a land dispute in Jiangxia (Fuguo) City, Wuchang.

However, it is said that when Zhang Xianzhong occupied Wuchang, the Jiang family was a large family in Jiangxia and had to leave his hometown and live temporarily in Anqing Prefecture.

As the King of Hanyang regained Huguang, the Jiang family came back.

However, as soon as he returned to Jiangxia, he immediately discovered that his family's shops and fields had been devoured by those tribesmen.

Unfortunately, the head of the family, Jiang Wenhua, died of illness when he was living in Anqing Mansion. He had no brothers, leaving only more than ten wives and concubines to depend on each other.

Now, the cousins ​​and tribesmen became more and more powerful and unforgiving. Not only did they seize the family property, but they also required their wives and concubines to leave the house and even the dowries and dowries were taken away from them.

"Hey, isn't this a typical desperate situation?"

"Who says it isn't?"

"But isn't there someone in the Jiang family?"

"How many daughters are nothing? How young are they?"

"No, I heard that one of the concubines of the Jiang family is pregnant. It might be a boy. Isn't there hope?"

"Nowadays, reporting and recommending officials are very lively!"

After listening for a while, Zhu Yixi became more and more curious about it.

Tuiguan, the second assistant officer of a government, specializes in handling criminal names, Zan Ji Dian, and is a seventh-grade official. He is a rare official selected by the Ministry of Personnel.

Together with the county magistrate, it is called Tuizhi, Jinshi, Gonggong, and Zaliu.

For example, Shi Kefa once served as the promotion official of Xi'an Prefecture.

Not only can the referee directly take over the lawsuit, but they also need to review the cases in the lower states and counties.

After the county magistrate hears the case, it will be reported to the referral officer of the first government for review.

Those who commit crimes below the rod will be punished directly.

Cases involving rod crimes or above need to be reported to the prosecutor's office and the censor for review.

Death penalty cases must be reported to the central government for further review by the Ministry of Punishment, the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Dali Temple.

This is evident from the importance of recommending officials.


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