95 Great Song Manufacturing Bureau: The Great Commander Who Rescue His Son and Nephew
"Isn't greedy a fool?" Zhu Qingzheng saw sweat on his forehead and asked, "Please tell him to start the show."
Zhao Kuo said: "This factory was paid by the court, and it counts official property. Naturally, people who manage it were thinking of ways to steal money from my bag and cheat money. The Qing Dynasty always played like this. When it comes to large factories, there are so many places to spend money, and officials cannot check it out one by one. If they do not understand the market price of those materials, they can naturally do whatever they want. If they have a good relationship with the officials I sent, they will be completely unscrupulous. In the accounting project, there was a 100 tael of silver for the sea god. Damn, what does a gun factory have to do with the sea god? It's not a shipyard in the Qing Dynasty, and Chen Qirong was also baptized by Father Ge Bida. Is this a Christian? He only believes in silver!"
Zhu Qingzheng sighed and said, "Dare you ask His Majesty what to do with Chen Qirong and others?"
Zhao Kuo glanced at Zhu Qingzheng, and raised his finger and calculated: "Chen Qirong and his four general managers and eight deputy general managers, and there are also seven dispatched officials affiliated to the court, all of whom are old buddies in Guangxi and Hunan. Together with their relatives and friends who stole my money through the back door, there are more than 100 people involved in the case, and they will kill them all."
Zhu Qingzheng swallowed and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty, Chen Kai is an old hero, one of the leaders of the Heaven and Earth Association. He pulled all the 100,000 red scarves in Foshan. Now we have just been founded for more than a year. Can we give mercy on the law and pardon his son?"
Zhao Kuo laughed loudly, and pointed at Zhu Qingzheng and said, "Why did the Red Turban Army revolt? Why did you revolt? Isn't it because the Qing Dynasty has so many corrupt officials and the people are suffering? When you were the people, you sacrificed your life to rebel. Now you are well-developed. Why do you have the same idea as the Qing Dynasty officials you hate?"
"Your Majesty. I know that Chen Qirong should be executed! But Brother Chen Kai treated me as much as a mountain. Without him, there would be no me. I would like to think twice." Zhu Qingzheng was stunned for a while, and gritted his teeth and said.
"Hmph, I must be blood flowing like a river this time! Learn to learn from the Hongwu Emperor! Otherwise, the world will be messed up by corrupt officials again!" Zhao Kuo roared and punched the table.
"Your Majesty, can you pardon Chen Qirong for Chen Kai's sake?" Zhu Qingzheng asked in a low voice.
"You want me to be corrupt and abuse the law? Do you know who I am? I am the emperor!" Zhao Kuo suddenly stood up his eyes and shouted sternly: "If you want to plead for Chen Qirong, get out of here."
Zhu Qingzheng hesitated for a moment, then he knelt on the ground, held the ground with both hands down and said, "I ask Your Majesty to allow me to atone for Chen Qirong with my title and all my property..."
"Kneel down?" Zhao Kuo looked at Zhu Qingzheng's strange smile, but he was still furious: "Did you forget the God you believe in? Have you forgotten why I abolished the kneeling rituals between brothers?! Want to kneel down for others to buy it in exchange for national law? I am not an idol who will always respond to my request! Damn, I have been in such a long time. I am still the bird-like figure of the Qing Dynasty! I sold my soul to the devil for a rotten apple. What are you doing!"
"I am a sinner..." Zhu Qingzheng gritted his teeth and was at a loss.
"Of course you are a sinner! Why do we believe in God? Why do we rebel? Who of us fucking doesn't want our wives and children to be warm? Now for your idiot nephew, we fuckingly sell our God and the whole country! Do you protect a bird farmer and a merchant? You just want to protect yourself, and I also give you the glorious military duties and status because of your lies before God!" Zhao Kuo roared, and later he actually started to smash things.
Seeing Zhao Kuo's porcelain pen holder smashing in front of him, Zhu Qingzheng slowly got up. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at the Majesty above. He held his fists on his legs and trembled all over, but he said with difficulty: "Your Majesty. I... I shouldn't have knelt down and forgotten God's teachings, but I want to use what I have to redeem Chen Qirong's sins..."
"Atonement? Are you the fucking Jesus?" Zhao Kuo screamed strangely, pointing to the door and shouting: "Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out immediately!"
Zhu Qing turned around and opened the door of Zhao Kuo's office. When he looked up, he almost suffocated. A group of officials stood outside. Originally, Zhao Kuo's office was casually entering, and there was a constant stream of people here, but just now, Zhao Kuo cursed and heard it clearly outside, so naturally no one would go in. After a while, many people stood outside the office waiting.
Looking at the expressions of the officials, Zhu Qingzheng naturally knew that everyone had heard them. He was extremely embarrassed. He forced a smile and squeezed out the crowd and wanted to go outside. But there was a ignorant guy coming over and asked, "I heard that something happened to Mr. Chen Kai? Are you okay, handsome?"
"What are you doing? What are you doing here? What should you do?" A low and powerful scolding came from the corridor. When Huan Zhuguo came, a group of officials pretended to behave and shouted: "Ah, I forgot something." He turned around and ran away. A group of people scattered, and even no one in Zhao Kuo's office was gone, and they all went to hide from Huan Zhuguo's front.
"Master Huan." Zhu Qingzheng said hello with a smile.
Huan Zhuguo grabbed Zhu Qingzheng's arm, put his mouth in Zhu Qingzheng's ear and whispered: "I know the matter, I'll beg you for your Majesty immediately. Don't worry, I will help you with all my strength."
Zhu Qingzheng looked at Huan Zhuguo in surprise, and was stunned for a while before quickly clasping his fists and saying, "Thank you, sir."
Huan Zhuguo quickly pressed down Zhu Qingzheng with his hands and clasped his fists. He looked carefully at if anyone around him saw him. He winked and did not say anything. He walked past Zhu Qingzheng, bowed to the door, knocked gently, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, Huan Zhuguo is asking for a visit."
After entering, Hun Zhuguo immediately closed the door carefully, then stepped on the fragments of the pen holder and stepped to the desk, bowed, his hair pressed against the edge of the table, and whispered: "Your Majesty, I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"
"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Kuo pulled out a cigar from the cigar box, rolled his eyes and shouted loudly.
"Your Majesty, I have not restrained my subordinates. Among the officials sent to local governments, three of them were sent by the business ministers. I didn't expect that they were shameless and greedy! I was blinded. You should know, Your Majesty, one of them was blown up by the Qing Yao cannon on his right hand, and the second one was his father and his brother died on the battlefield. They were all brave heroes in fighting. I think that such an old soldier must remember the teachings of God and His Majesty. He would not be greedy. Who would have thought that they..." Huan Zhuguo explained urgently.
"Isn't the third one your fellow villager? Why don't you say it?" Zhao Kuo interrupted him with a snorted from his nose.
"Your Majesty, the third minister is about to say it." Huan Zhuguo raised his head and looked at His Majesty respectfully.
"Tell me, see what excuses you have." Zhao Kuo took a sip of the cigar and sneered.
"When Your Majesty heard my opinion, he knew that I didn't need an excuse." Huan Zhuguo said.
"Oh?" Zhao Kuo was stunned and turned his face to examine the prime minister.
Huan Zhuguo stared at Zhao Kuo and said word by word: "Your Majesty. This Western arms imitation production is a major event that concerns the life and death of our country. In the future, shipyards, coal mines, and iron ore will be launched one after another. These industries are extremely expensive and are not comparable to the small manufacturing bureaus now. Therefore, this matter must not be tolerated and raised by traitors! You must kill a group of people, rather than kill one of them! You would rather kill more than kill less! The main culprits will kill nine clans! No matter the size of the crime, you should steal a copper plate from the manufacturing bureau and behead them all! Use a warning to others. Destroy the courage of corrupt officials! Promote Western industry! Gather the iron souls of the Song Dynasty!"
"Hehe Kuo smiled: "It's worthy of being a national view."
"Your Majesty, you should also secretly place court detectives in this industry. The Propaganda Department plays a huge role this time. It is better to set up a group of official property and education departments to monitor the industry and curb greed!" Huan Zhuguo said, and handed Zhao Kuo respectfully a stack of reports in his hand: "This is my detailed opinion on this matter, and it has been written all on it, and his Majesty's instructions."
"Great Shan is much more sensible than Zhu Qingzheng." Zhao Kuo smiled with satisfaction and waved his hand. Huan Zhuguo immediately stepped backwards on the broken porcelain all over the ground.
"Help the country. Wait." Zhao Kuo called Huan to help the country.
"What are your Majesty's instructions?" Huan Zhuguo immediately stopped and carefully held his heels to avoid the sharp things below.
"My pen holder is broken. Give me yours. I have seen the one on your desk and I like it very much! I wanted to confiscate you last time." Zhao Kuo said.
"Yes, yes, that's what I bought at the Haijing stall, and there are only 20 copper coins. Your Majesty likes it, so I'll bring it to your Majesty immediately." Huan Zhuguo laughed immediately.
"Your pen holder is worth 2,000 taels of silver from Chen Qirong, and you will be returned to me." Zhao Kuogeng smiled.
Suddenly, Huan Zhuguo's bright smile withered on his face, and it was even worse than crying in an instant.
Zhu Qingzheng left the palace in the backyard with a dirt and stayed in his own territory in the front yard - a small yard with the Yangtze River sign hanging on it for a while. He washed his face, took off his military uniform, and changed into casual clothes before he came out.
Walking in the front yard, all the officials they met greeted him with a smile, but Zhu Qingzheng answered weakly, and even the smile on his face seemed to be almost impossible to pretend. He knew that in such a place, the news spread faster than the city villages where gossip women gathered. Just now, His Majesty smashed something and scolded him. The voice was so loud that the people waiting outside must have heard it. Not to mention a group, even if one person heard it, now, in just 20 minutes, it should have spread throughout the court.
"Go out, Grandmaster." I met Hu Qian on the way. He greeted Zhu Qingzheng with a stack of reports with a constant smile and a suitable respect, as if he was still the yamen runner in Chaozhou. He didn't seem to know anything at all, and he was completely different from those damned civil servants. His eyes betrayed their gloating hearts.
"Yes. Something happened." Zhu Qingzheng smiled slightly and passed by Hu Qian.
Behind Zhu Qingzheng, Huan Zhuguo met Hu Qian at the door of the backyard. After the two of them exchanged greetings, Huan Zhuguo asked inadvertently: "Do you know about the manufacturing bureau? Chen Kai seems to be the big brother of your Tiandihui? Why did this happen? Alas."
"Oh, I'm old, I know his son, a little playboy, neglecting his discipline." Hu Qian looked a little worried. "I just went to plead with my head, and I went to see His Majesty. Chen Kai is an old friend. Only this is the only son, are you going to persuade His Majesty?" Huan Zhuguo said with a smile.
"The state has its own laws, and the family has its own rules. Now I am not the time to be in the world. I believe in God and work hard for Your Majesty. I hope Brother Chen will be lucky to be a good person and heavenly figure. Your Majesty will definitely give him justice." Hu Qian smiled slightly, then bowed, and said, "Master Huan, the young one will leave in advance."
Looking at Hu Qian's back, Huan Zhuguo whispered: "Viral snake! Mom, even I check it!"
Then he raised his head and saw Zhu Qingzheng changing into casual clothes and disappearing around the corner. Huan Zhuguo sneered in his heart: "Change casual clothes? It is convenient to find someone? Just let me see how much weight the Song Dynasty will be."
While thinking about it, when he returned to the office, he happened to hear two officials say: "I heard that Zhu Dashuai just changed into casual clothes and went out, so he must have found someone for Chen Kai."
"Don't gossip! Work hard." Huan Zhuguo coughed.
At the gate of the Governor's Office, Zhu Qingzheng asked the guards to go home in military uniforms, leaving only two casual guards and coachman: "Go back and tell your wife, I'm very busy. I might go back later in the evening."
As he said that, he climbed into the carriage and ordered the coachman: "Let's go."
"Master, where are you going?" the coachman asked quickly.
"Just go." Zhu Qingzheng sighed and leaned on the soft carriage back. The confused driver shook the reins and the carriage drove forward in confusion.
Zhu Qingzheng didn't look for anyone. His carriage turned dark in the city. Finally, the coachman heard the order to "stop" in the carriage, and the carriage stopped in the night. Zhu Qingzheng walked out of the carriage and stepped on the ground. He looked at the strange little church in front of him, and then he slowly walked towards there.
The lights of the church were shining. Zhu Qingzheng sat alone on the chair in the hall. He looked at the cross in the distance for a long time. Then he crossed his fingers and pressed his hands between his eyes hard. He murmured: "God! Why do you test me with what I cherish the most? Why do you set such obstacles between me and you? We are so sad and small! My heart is about to be crushed!"
I don’t know how long I prayed, but Zhu Qingzheng put down his hand and was already in tears. He looked at the cross in a steady state and sighed again. Then he choked and said, “My lord. I accept your test, my heart has never changed! May you also bless my elder brother Chen Kai’s family and let them be free from the sorrow! Amen!”
Then he stood up resolutely, strode out of the church, marched firmly in the night, got on the carriage, and ordered loudly: "Go to the Earl's Mansion in Chenkai, north of the city!"
At the door of Chen Kai, Zhu Qingzheng hesitated for a while before ordering the carriage to drive in.
This time, before his leather shoes were stepped on the ground, Chen Kai and his wife rushed out crying and hugged the leg, holding the leg left and right. Zhu Qingzheng in the car lowered his head and tears flowed down. He forced himself to hold up the soreness in his throat and said, "Brother, I'm sorry for you..."
But then the third person who came to kneel at him stopped Zhu Qingzheng's choking and self-blame, and even more shocked him. He wiped tears with the back of his hand, opened his eyes wide and shouted in disbelief: "Qirong????!"
Zhu Qingzheng didn't return home until 11 o'clock in the evening. As soon as he got home, his wife, who had been waiting for him to come back in the living room, ran over and said with the door frame, "Master, this is a great joy. Your Majesty has let Qirong go home! He was let go at 6 o'clock in the afternoon! My eldest brother and his family led Qirong to run over immediately, saying that you begged Your Majesty to let him go."
Zhu Qingzheng sat on the chair weakly, lowered his head and was silent for a while before saying, "I understand, I'm back at their house."
"This is a great joy, why are you unhappy?" His wife ran around him to serve tea and wash her feet, and asked, "Is it because the eldest brother's title was cut off and he still had to make up for the deficit money? This is a trivial matter. The money can be made up again. If you are fine, it is a happy event. Should we help our eldest brother's family to make up some?"
"Of course I'm happy." Zhu Qingzheng said happily, but his face was as gloomy as a dark cloud. He looked at his wife with a shocked look: "But, when I begged Your Majesty, I was scolded by him. How could he let go of Qi Rong? And it was not him alone, but all the criminals were said to be treated as merchants. This time, no one would die alone." "I heard that you were scolded by Your Majesty, and my brother knew even more that he cried and said that it would be worth dying with a brother like you in this life. He said that it was worth the heart of the people. He knew that the whole brother he knew, whether it was Opium Zhang or He Bo, except for you, no one was willing to stand up for him to plead for him." Speaking of this, the wife looked nervous: "They said you are Your Majesty's brave general. So Your Majesty gave you face. But it would not affect your career, right?"
"It's okay. It's okay." Zhu Qing seemed to have become a wooden man and began to speak weakly.
I was originally full of words and wanted to ask my husband, but when he saw Zhu Qingzheng's appearance, his wife shut up tactfully. The couple went back to the bedroom silently, sleeping on the side, only tossing and turning around. It seemed that she was moaning silently in the dark. She turned over and sat up and asked in horror: "Master, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Zhu Qingzheng also sat up and asked, "What time is it now?"
As he said that, he lit up the oil lamp, touched the pocket watch on the table, stared at it with his red eyes, and murmured: "It's 12 o'clock..."
"What's wrong? Master?" asked his wife.
Zhu Qingzheng turned over and got out of bed, put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom. He immediately heard from outside the voice of his maid and servant shouting loudly: "The living room is lighted!"
The wife hurriedly put on her clothes and rushed to the living room where the husband was pushing the robe that the butler was holding loudly. He shouted: "Come on my military uniform and saber! The butler, polish my leather shoes! Ask the driver to prepare the car!"
"Master, where are you going?" The wife was stunned: "It's midnight now."
"Palace! I have something urgent to meet Your Majesty!" Zhu Qingzheng's voice seemed to be pulled out in a string of iron wire, both of which were struggling weakly and terrifying determination.
Of course, Zhao Kuo went to bed early at 12 o'clock.
For people like Zhao Kuo, the weight is just a gangster brother who controls several streets. He will not have any patent habits like "the immortal lights in the office in the dark night". Most of the time it is based on good habits he did not have in his previous life. Go to bed early and get up early, and sleep for eight hours.
Because there is no electricity, why are you staying up late? Apart from handling emergency documents, you are the only one who plays women and plays mahjong.
There is only one woman, and you can’t play mahjong every day, because Zhao Kuo played cards all to win money. In the Qing Dynasty civilization, the hairy was as particular as the set of "Lao Buddha, my servant ate your horse". No one dared to win him. He also knew that he could not fish in the dry pond. If he often played, officials, merchants, and nobles all had the money to him. Who would dare to play with him? Moreover, he was the emperor and had no concept of private property at all. The world belonged to him. Theoretically, the money of the minions was also his. What's the fun of turning their minions into poverty?
However, Zhu Qingzheng was one of the two great commanders and had the power to wake the emperor at night. They were both military and national affairs.
So Zhu Qingzheng stood awkwardly at the door of the palace for a while before he was announced. "Bai, it's so late, what else is there? What's wrong with Jiangxi?" Zhao Kuo, who was screaming from the bed, walked into the office with his robe rubbed his eyes and was startled. He was shocked when he saw Zhu Qingzheng in a well-equipped military uniform.
"Your Majesty!" Zhu Qingzheng pounded his heel and said attentively: "It's not a business in Jiangxi, it's a matter of corruption in the manufacturing bureau!"
After hearing this, Zhao Kuo didn't close his mouth for a long time. He glanced at the big clock next to him and shouted: "Didn't I let your nephew go? I'm so sad, I won't come to wake me up in the middle of the night! Have you drunk too much! Damn!"
"Your Majesty, I have a report on this matter. Can I ask others to avoid it?" Zhu Qingzheng kept standing attentively. He liked this posture very much. The posture that Liu Dingqiang of Fogang taught him was so that he could feel that his whole body would turn into iron, so that he would not suddenly lose his courage and could no longer speak.
"Everyone goes out. Close the door." Zhao Kuo looked at Zhu Qingzheng and then drove the servant out, sat behind the desk, raised his chin, "What the hell is it? Tell me."
Zhu Qingzheng tried hard to hold his chest up. Looking at the emperor in front of him, he didn't know how to speak for a moment. Chen Kai and Chen Qirong's smile appeared in his mind. When he made the Foshan white fan, the faces of the brothers on the ground flashed one by one, and then there were scenes of chaotic killings, smoked muskets, dead brothers, high cross flags and broken military flags. He shook his head slightly, as if shaking a foreigner's cocktail, shaking the chaos out of his head, and closed his eyes for a moment. Then he breathed a sigh of relief from his nose, gritted his teeth, as if he was pushing a spear against the enemy's chest, biting it hard. He said softly: "Your Majesty, why did you let Chen Qirong and his accomplices?"
"What?" Zhao Kuo's chin almost fell on the table. He kept this posture and looked at Zhu Qingzheng for five seconds before he slowly said: "Aren't you pleading for mercy? I'm sure."
Chapter completed!