Chapter 451: Stabbed in the Back, Death News
The piece of land outside the city is quite large. As it is not far from the capital, some people have always been jealous of it. Some people even entered the palace to test the waters, wanting to claim that piece of land.
But Dao Ye remained unmoved.
After years of development, the capital city can no longer accommodate its rapidly growing population.
As nature intended, many people built houses outside the city to live in. As the population grew, a town affiliated to the capital was formed. The wealthy families saw that it was not a good idea! We must occupy a piece of such a spacious place.
As wealthy families began to expand outside the city, some people suggested building an outer city, but the Ministry of Revenue rejected the idea because it was too expensive.
——I have no money, but I have my life.
This was the attitude of the Ministry of Revenue at that time.
Jiang Qingzhi's land is right at the edge of the outer city gathering area, and there is a lot of open space in front. Logically, no one should occupy it.
But those dozen or so families were determined. They built huts on the edge of the land, which was close to the gathering area of the outer city, so that they could see the houses on the edge of the outer city from a distance.
“This is intentional.”
Hu Zongxian stood at the junction and said coldly.
Dozens of huts gathered together in front of us, forming a small street.
Dozens of men, women, young and old were wailing.
"We are helpless and have nowhere to stay in the city, so we borrow your precious land to stay for a while. I heard that Long Wei Bo is kind, so why don't you allow us to stay?"
"I heard people say something about Mohism...love."
"Philanthropy!"
"It's universal love!"
"Yes, universal love." The old man said, "Chang Wei Bo is kind, Mohist universal love, we heard this, so we came here to live temporarily. We are not unreasonable. Since we are temporarily living here, it is also reasonable to clean up every day. When the bodhisattva comes back, we..."
The old man looked at those people and said, "Let's become slaves in the Bo's mansion."
A woman said: "We have spent all our wealth on building the house. If you want to drive us away, we will starve to death in a few days. I am not afraid of death, but this child..."
I don’t know what happened to her, but the child, who was less than two years old, in her arms started crying loudly.
The onlookers couldn't help but sigh.
"They are all poor people."
"It's not easy to live in the capital. Not to mention them, ordinary officials can't afford to buy houses. At first, they rented houses with gritted teeth, but later, the rent increased sharply, so they had to move out of the city and build houses to live in temporarily..."
"They are all poor people, why bother!"
"That's right. I heard that the man who taught the two princes in Xin'an Lane once said that the people are the foundation. Isn't this the people?"
Hu Zongxian listened to these ulterior motives and asked, "How much are these huts valued at?"
The accountant from the Bo Mansion was accompanying them. He took a few glances and said, "At most, a few hundred coins per family, no more than five hundred coins."
Those so-called thatched huts were just walls made of mud and some thatched grass to keep out the wind and rain.
The accountant said, "Mr. Hu, do you want to give them money to move out? I'm not saying anything, but this is a bad idea. Once this precedent is set, many people will come to live in our place temporarily. Will we give them money when the time comes?"
Just like the demolitions in later generations, when they learned that the compensation amount was quite high, many people would build temporary buildings to defraud the compensation. Or they would temporarily plant something in the field, or even plant a few branches and dare to call them saplings.
Of course Hu Zongxian would not do such a stupid thing.
"Go to Wucheng Bingmasi to report to the authorities." He smiled and said, "Also tell them that the Bo Mansion will send a few large carts to help them transport some crude benzene."
Ma Congshan went to the other side to pass on a message, and as soon as he finished speaking, those people knelt down in unison.
"We just want you to protect us, isn't that possible?" The old man said sadly, "I heard that you are going to build a workshop here. If you don't want to take us as slaves, then we can work in the workshop! Boss, Boss!"
"Dad!" A big man came over on his knees. The old man pulled him and said, "Look at this muscular body. He is a good hand at forging iron or carrying bags... I beg Lord Bo and the county lady to grant me your approval."
"Please grant me your permission, Lord Bo and Lady Xian!"
Everyone kowtowed.
Kowtow is a great honor, and this kowtow immediately aroused public opinion.
"Good move." Hu Zongxian laughed and said, "Are you trying to force it on me?"
The people from the Five Cities Military Department came and looked terrified. "These unruly people are the most slippery. Mr. Hu will tell you how to deal with them."
——How to deal with it is the decision of Xin'an Lane, and we, the military department, are just following it. Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor, so don't blame us if something goes wrong.
The people from the Bingmasi were known for being slick in the capital, so Hu Zongxian was not surprised by their reaction.
Ma Congshan whispered, "Don't move! Mr. Hu."
Hu Zongxian said calmly, "The Bo Mansion never lags behind in charity every year, but this piece of land is of great use. If you guys take it away now, how can the Bo Mansion carry out construction?"
The old man said, "Then please tell me where it will not affect the construction?"
Are you really relying on this?
Hu Zongxian sneered in his heart. He pointed to the edge of the land and said, "You can stay there as you wish. As for becoming a slave, I can decide here."
Hu Zongxian looked at the onlookers and said, "My Lord once said that the two major evils of the Ming Dynasty are the annexation of land and the acceptance of population. Apart from the servants rewarded by His Majesty, our mansion has never accepted any population. It has never happened in the past, and it will not happen today!"
These words put an end to these people's thoughts and, at the same time, provided some publicity for Mr. Jiang, drawing praises from several onlookers.
"As for the so-called work in the workshop, I don't know how you knew that the government was going to build a workshop here. To be honest, do you know?"
Hu Zongxian asked the onlookers with a smile.
Most people were silent, but a few said, "We thought Long Wilbur was going to build a villa here!"
"Look!" Hu Zongxian smiled and said, "You don't know, but they know." He looked at the old man and said coldly, "Not to mention you, even the Jinyiwei don't know what the Lord intends to do on this land. Dare you tell me, old man, do you have clairvoyance or super hearing?" He showed weakness at the beginning, and waited for the other party to speak out his so-called demands unscrupulously before launching a counterattack.
Hu Zongxian seemed indifferent, but he pointed out the other party's doubts one by one, with solid arguments that were irrefutable.
"Hu Zongxian is a low-key person. After lying dormant for two years, he unexpectedly becomes more outspoken." Someone whispered.
"He is talented. After he failed in Datong, he followed Jiang Qingzhi. The outside world only knows that Jiang Qingzhi's aide Xu Wei is a talented person, but has never heard of Hu Zongxian. After seeing him today, he is indeed amazing."
The old man's eyes rolled and he suddenly fell with his head tilted back.
"Dad, Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you?" A group of children and grandchildren gathered around and cried in grief and anger.
"Dad, wake up!"
The general leading the troops whispered, "Mr. Hu, don't blame me for being nosy. These people are not easy to deal with. Usually, when we encounter them, we have to be ruthless."
The Bingmasi acted ruthlessly without scruples, but the Bofu could not.
Hu Zongxian nodded to show his appreciation. He turned around and said, "Go and ask my wife, and tell her that someone has occupied our land. Not only is he justified, but he is also pretending to be dead to blackmail us. My Lord went to Yunnan on official business to serve the country, but someone in the capital is stabbing you in the back."
He looked at the onlookers and said, "This matter will not be left unsolved. The country has its own laws, and the family has its own rules. I will file a lawsuit later and we will meet in court!"
A horse galloped over, "Mr. Hu!"
"It's the family guard." Ma Congshan went up to greet him.
The guard dismounted and walked over quickly. "Someone sent a message saying that Master Bo had eaten poisonous mushrooms in Kunming and was poisoned..."
Hu Zongxian's eyes narrowed, "Who sent the news?"
"Someone informed the beggars in Xin'an Lane, and they passed the message on."
The beggars in Xin'an Lane gradually developed an unwritten understanding with the Marquis' Mansion: the Marquis' Mansion gave them food every day, and they were responsible for keeping an eye on the strangers coming in and out.
"Tell my lady that this matter is most likely a fraud."
"Yes!"
"Send someone to the Duke's Mansion to get information, quickly!"
"Yes!"
"The guards at home should be more alert."
Hu Zongxian issued a series of instructions, turned around and looked at those people, and whispered: "This is the real stab in the back!"
……
"Chang Wei Bo's residence is not open to visitors now, and the atmosphere in the Duke's Mansion is weird!"
A dusty Jinyiwei knelt in the Wuyi Palace with his head lowered, feeling that a storm was building.
"Poisonous mushrooms?" Emperor Jiajing clenched the jade awl in his hand. He knew his cousin's character very well. He was a greedy person. He could enjoy the delicacies of land and sea in a steamed bun without any vegetables.
"Your Majesty, there are many mushrooms in Yunnan, and they are delicious. But there are also many poisonous ones." Cui Yuan had no real job, so he read a lot of idle books when he had nothing to do.
At this moment, there was more sighing in his eyes, and he felt that Jiang Qingzhi's death from poisonous mushrooms was really speechless.
What will those people think if this gets out?
The most bizarre death of the Mohist master in history?
"In addition," Jinyiwei said, "There are rumors in Kunming that Chang Wei Bo is going to take action against the Mu family."
"Your Majesty, this is to create public opinion, and then there will be action." For the first time, murderous intent flashed in Yan Song's old eyes, "Mu Chaobi is so brave!"
"He is like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water!" Zhu Xizhong's expression remained unchanged, but the old playboy's fists were clenched so tightly that the knuckles turned white. "If he wants to secede from Yunnan, he must pull the civil and military officials and the army onto his chariot. The only way is to make them become one group."
"The best way is..." Yan Song was old and was slow to react, "The 1,000 cavalrymen of the Tiger Guards are in danger!"
This series of news made the emperor and his ministers look livid.
If there is chaos in Yunnan, there will be unrest in the southwest.
If the southwest is not at peace, the Ming Dynasty will not be at peace.
"Your Majesty, you should order the nine borders to be on alert." This is a suggestion that is in line with the Prime Minister's status.
Emperor Jiajing nodded, but at this moment there was only one person in his mind.
"Mu Chaobi, damn it!"
The emperor's murderous intentions were exposed. "Order the troops stationed in Guizhou and Yunnan to assemble and approach Yunnan. Order the guards in Beijing to assemble..."
"Your Majesty! You must not!"
Yan Song's expression changed. "The situation in the capital is very strange right now. If the guards are dispatched..."
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid those people will take risks!"
The atmosphere in the hall froze.
Snapped!
Everyone heard a crisp sound and looked over to see that the jade awl in Emperor Jiajing's hand had broken into two pieces.
He actually broke the jade cone with his fingers.
The emperor's anger and sorrow swept over...
……
"I've said before that Jiang Qingzhi volunteered to go to Yunnan to die." Han Yu smiled happily, "Now he has gotten what he wanted."
Chen Zhan came in and said with a smile, "Gentlemen, the news has spread outside. There are more than ten poetry gatherings in the capital today, and the restaurant business is booming."
"We should take a break and have someone prepare some wine and food." Yang Qing said with a smile, "Celebrate for our Confucianism and for the world!"
(End of this chapter)
