Chu Yi nodded slightly. Just as Cao Shaoqin said, he did make a big fuss this time, but the people he killed were all people who deserved their crimes. Even if he brought the case to the emperor, he could produce conclusive evidence.
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Just for the Hu family, the letters found in Uncle Wu Jing's house involved corruption and perversion of the law. Not to mention a mere uncle, even a prince or minister would be enough to be punished and beheaded.
What's more, the gold and silver property he confiscated this time is worth tens of millions in total. I'm afraid Zhu Houzhao will be shocked when he finds out.
You must know that the current annual tax revenue of the imperial court is only a few million taels. Even though Emperor Hongzhi left a small amount of silver in the national treasury, the national treasury did not have much silver at all, let alone the internal treasury of the Ming Dynasty.
Of course, at the time of Zhu Houzhao, the Ming Dynasty royal family still had some savings in the inner treasury, but Chu Yi estimated that the inner treasury could have one million taels of silver, which was already the limit. By the time of Chongzhen in later generations, the imperial palace would
The inner treasury is so bare that rats can escape.
One can imagine how astonishing these tens of millions of taels of property are. There are not many people in the world who don't love money. Chu Yi doesn't believe that Zhu Houzhao is not tempted by tens of millions of gold and silver.
Noticing the change in Chu Yi's expression, Cao Shaoqin took out a small package from his arms. Looking at the shape of the package, it seemed to be a book or something.
Only Cao Shaoqin could be heard saying: "Lord Governor, these are several volumes of classics handwritten by sages and great Confucian scholars that I found when they confiscated the Hu family and Wu Jingbo's house, and they are specially presented to the Governor."
Chu Yi didn't care about those gold and silver. At most, they were dedicated to the emperor to consolidate the emperor's favor and trust in him. However, Chu Yi was quite concerned about the classics written by sages and great Confucians.
After all, it's about luck. Chu Yi doesn't know how much luck he has to gather to break the world barrier and return to his previous world. But just looking at the fact that he burned a hundred thousand luck before coming to bring this world.
I know that if I want to go back, I will probably need at least 100,000 yuan of luck to have any hope.
However, he is now planning very carefully, and the amount of luck he has accumulated over the years is just over 30,000 yuan.
Cao Shaoqin saw the joy in Chu Yi's eyes and immediately understood that his governor really valued these classics. He secretly remembered it in his heart and carefully placed the package on the coffee table in front of Chu Yi.
When the package was opened, several rolls of thin booklets were neatly placed together. Especially the paper was yellowed, which showed that it had been aged for some time.
As soon as he glanced at it, Chu Yi couldn't help but his eyes lit up. The top book turned out to be the classic book "Guide Lu" handwritten by the great Confucian Wen Tianxiang. On the yellowed pages, he saw several powerful and righteous words.
Here comes the big character: My heart is like a magnetic needle, and it will not rest until it points to the right direction.
Turning over the yellowed pages, the powerful fonts, and the passionate words and phrases, Chu Yi unknowingly flipped through them one by one, pondering for a long time and sighed: "What a man, Wen Tianxiang, he is worthy of being one of the three heroes of the late Song Dynasty.
A great sage who will leave his name in history."
Slowly putting the "Guide" aside, it was another yellowed classic. However, Chu Yi only glanced at it and sighed in his heart. This is indeed a classic written by sages and great scholars, but it is a pity that it is copied from other people's works.
It was not a summary of what he had learned, but when he read it, there was no response from the Altar of Luck.
There are nearly ten yellowed classics in the small package. Each of them is genuine and written by the sages and great scholars. It is obvious that Cao Shaoqin has really put in the effort. Just identifying the authenticity of these classics cost him a lot.
Great thoughts.
However, four of these nearly ten classics have caused shock in the altar of luck. As for the other few books, they are not without gains. At least they are a collection of the essence of the sages' thoughts. The only difference is whether they are written by the original author. What is missing?
It's just luck.
Putting down a few books gently, Chu Yi glanced at Cao Shaoqin appreciatively and said, "You are thoughtful!"
After receiving a rare compliment from Chu Yi, Cao Shaoqin showed a bit of joy on his face and said quickly: "The governor is so complimentary."
Nodding slightly, Chu Yi said to Cao Shaoqin: "You must keep a close eye on the confiscation of people's property. If someone dares to reach out randomly, once this governor finds out, don't blame me for being unkind."
Cao Shaoqin looked serious and said: "Don't worry, Lord Governor. If anyone dares to stretch out his hands randomly, without the Governor taking action, our family will kill them!"
After glancing at Cao Shaoqin, Chu Yi waved his hand and said: "Get everything done as soon as possible. I'm afraid we won't have much time to stay in Jiangnan!"
Cao Shaoqin knew that they had caused such a big disturbance in Jiangnan. Neither the civil and military ministers above the court nor the emperor Zhu Houzhao would dare to let Chu Yi go on such a killing spree in Jiangnan.
Even if Master Chu Yi is well-known and has a great reputation, no matter how much support and recognition the emperor has in his heart, he will definitely not be able to withstand the civil and military uproar of the entire court.
Liu Jin, the knife specially sharpened by Zhu Houzhao, is now almost useless. Even if it is to balance the situation between the DPRK and China, as long as Zhu Houzhao is not stupid, he will definitely recall the notorious Chu Yi to the capital.
The sky brightened the next day, and the huge city of Nanjing actually felt a bit desolate. However, this was due to the aftermath of yesterday's massive arrests by Chu Yi, who confiscated some powerful people and wealthy gentry families.
Chu Yi took Chu Fang and several Dongchang fans and rode along the street. No one dared to look directly at Chu Yi and his group wherever they passed. Even if they rode past and their figures disappeared, those people would look straight at them.
He looked at the secretly pointing fingers and didn't even dare to speak loudly.
In front of the gate of Duke Wei's mansion, Chu Yi and his party stood on horseback.
The two servants guarding the gate of Wei Guogong's mansion naturally knew Chu Yi. Seeing Chu Yi and his party stopped in front of the gate, their expressions changed greatly. One of them hurried away to the mansion, while the other one
Carefully and even with a bit of awe, he walked down the steps and saluted Chu Yi respectfully: "I have seen the Lord Governor, but I don't know the Lord Governor..."
Chu Yi said calmly: "Go to Tong Bing and tell me that Chu is here to pay homage to my husband!"
The previous servant's name was Xu Cheng, and he was a son of the Duke of Wei. He had served the Duke of Wei for generations and was used to meeting all kinds of powerful people. He still had his determination, otherwise he would not have been assigned to guard the main entrance.
But now he looked panicked. Thinking of the scenes he saw and heard yesterday, Xu Cheng became more and more nervous.
That is a madman, butcher Chu Yi. Even powerful nobles like Wu Jingbo were confiscated and exterminated by Chu Yi. Now Chu Yi actually appeared in front of the Duke of Wei's mansion. Is it possible that Chu Yi is going to attack their Duke of Wei's mansion?
With a pop, Xu Cheng fell to the ground. At this moment, the young master Xu Pengju was walking by. He recognized Xu Cheng at a glance. When he saw Xu Cheng falling to the ground, he frowned and said, "How unbecoming is it to be in such a hurry!"
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When Xu Cheng saw Xu Pengju, he immediately looked happy, climbed up and said to Xu Pengju: "Young Master, something serious has happened."
Xu Pengju stared at Xu Cheng. This was the city of Nanjing. Unless the emperor came in person, the Xu family had nothing to fear from anyone. Even if the emperor's imperial envoys came, they, the Duke of Wei, had nothing to fear.
He glared at Xu Cheng and shouted: "What happened?"
Xu Cheng was glared at by Xu Pengju and said quickly: "Young Master, Chu... the madman is outside the house!"
After being slightly startled, Xu Pengjun's expression changed and he said, "Are you talking about the Governor of the East Factory, Chu Yi?"
Xu Cheng nodded repeatedly and said: "It's Chu Yi, Governor Chu. Young Master, do you think he is..."
Although Xu Cheng did not continue speaking, you could tell by the look on his face what he wanted to say. Xu Pengjun took a deep breath and shook his head: "My Duke of Wei, the Xu family, and the Ming Dynasty have divorced together. Without the emperor's decree, do you think that he is the governor of the East Factory?"
