Rule the Ming Dynasty Alone

In the original war preparation plan, he had to come to ensure that the granaries in the four prefectures in western Guangdong were consolidated, so that they would become important logistical support for the Southern Army.

It's just that the real situation of the matter is not optimistic. After all, western Guangdong is a place where the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. Now, the amount of the granary in Leizhou Mansion has been seriously reduced.

Although it can be solved by the government purchasing grain, this will not only raise the price of grain, which is not conducive to people's livelihood, but will also seize grain from western Guangdong.

The same is true. The best situation has not emerged, and preparations for war now require long-term planning.

Fortunately for Yang Tinghe, as a dignified and honest Hanlin official, he was also a successor cultivated by the civil service group, but in the end he couldn't even manage a small granary.

Not to mention that it has now affected the imperial court's war preparations. Such dereliction of duty alone would have given him enough reason to cut Yang Tinghe into pieces.

Leizhou Peninsula in August is a cloudless and beautiful weather.

West Street in the town, on the execution platform.

Yang Tinghe was still wearing the ninth-grade official uniform, and he still smelled of alcohol, but he was brought here by Lu Song like a chicken.

"I finally opened my eyes!"

"Bah! Finally, evil is rewarded!"

"Fortunately, he was demoted. Being prime minister like this will not let the people live a good life!"

…

People from Leizhou City came from all directions, and when they saw that the person being held on the execution platform was Yang Tinghe, they all condemned him.

Yang Tinghe's reputation has long been notorious in Leizhou City, but after all, he is an imperial official and is regarded as an honored guest by the Leizhou Prefect, so everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak out.

But it was clear that the world-famous Wang Beheading came to Leizhou Mansion to kill the arrogant Ambassador Cang.

Even after Yang Tinghe was taken here, he still didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. He asked angrily: "Wang Yue, you killed me for a mere five hundred stones of food. Are you really not afraid of the irony of history?"

Lu Song next to him frowned slightly, as if he had heard such threats before.

"Do you think five hundred stones is too little, or because you are Yang Tinghe, I shouldn't be beheaded?" Wang Yue sat on the beheading platform and asked with a straight face.

Along the way, I had beheaded many officials, either begging for mercy or threatening them, but few of them were like Yang Tinghe, who was already on the verge of death without realizing the mistakes he had made.

The ordinary granary is the guarantee for the local people to survive the disaster, but if this person does not guard the door of the granary, he does not even know that the grain in his charge has been replaced by sand and gravel, and he should be cut to pieces.

Once Leizhou Prefecture encounters a major disaster, and it is not until then that the food in the granary is discovered to be sand and gravel, how many people will be killed by that time.

Killing Yang Tinghe this time was not only his responsibility as the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, but also because he delayed the court's preparations for war, and also to give an explanation to the people of Leizhou.

Yang Tinghe struggled to get up, but was held down, but he still said angrily: "I am a Shujishi in the 14th year of Chenghua. I was appointed to the Hanlin Academy as the first Shujishi. I am a rare talent for governing the country in the Ming Dynasty! If you kill me now for five hundred stones of grain, aren't you afraid that future generations will laugh at you?"

Huh?

When Leizhou Magistrate Lin Qingshu and other officials heard these words, they found that there was some truth in them. Such a talented person really shouldn't be killed for a mere five hundred stone grain.

"Yang Tinghe, if you are as capable as you say, and can conjure a batch of grain out of thin air, the governor may be able to forgive you lightly! But you still don't realize the mistakes you have made, and you don't know what you are looking after. Chang Ping Cang is so important, I'm afraid you still think it was wrong for the emperor to demote you because you indirectly killed a prostitute, right?" Wang Yue found out that Yang Tinghe was a typical Hanlin Academy member who thought highly of himself, and asked loudly.

"Huh? He was demoted for indirectly killing a prostitute?"

"Didn't everyone always say that he was demoted for directly admonishing the emperor?"

"Just listen to those words. I've long seen that he is not a good bird!"

"Direct remonstrance? He must have made it up to put money on his face. No wonder he is so cruel to our sisters in Yihonglou!"

…

The people present learned the truth about Yang Tinghe's demotion from Wang Yue, which undoubtedly officially overturned the rumors that he had been demoted because of his direct remonstrance to the emperor, so everyone condemned him one after another.

After all, it was a remote place. When Yang Tinghe was demoted to Leizhou, he really lied. He only said that he was demoted because he directly remonstrated with the emperor.

After all, the local government is dominated by the officials and gentry. It seems that any official who opposes the emperor is the best official in the world, and Yang Tinghe, who was demoted for his direct advice, is no exception.

But the lie was eventually exposed, and Yang Tinghe's last fig leaf was torn off.

Yang Tinghe saw Wang Yue tearing off his fig leaf with his own hands, and felt the disgusted looks from around him, so he asked with a sullen face: "Of course someone will help me clean up my case, but do you really want to stay in Qingshi?" Notoriety?”

"My King, Yue, has devoted himself to serving the people since he became an official, and now His Majesty is a rare wise ruler. Everything he does is for the prosperity of China. Today, I am beheading you, using the laws of the Ming Dynasty. Why will future generations laugh? ?" Wang Yue arched his hands toward the north and asked in a righteous tone.

Although the people present had already heard of Wang Yue's reputation, now that they saw Wang Yue's words and deeds, they truly felt that he was indeed a good official who did practical things for the people.

"This governor will not pay attention to Qingshi. When Anlu Prefecture is restored, he will not care about these false names! Today, I will use your head to warn all officials in the world! The court's rice grain is not to mention five hundred stones, even if it is ten Even if there are eight stones, one's head will fall to the ground!" Wang Yue's eyes fell on Yang Tinghe and he looked extremely firm.

Leizhou magistrate Lin Qingshu and other officials were all present. After hearing these words, they shrank their heads silently, worried that the beheading knife would fall on their necks.

"Behead!" Wang Yue immediately dropped the order and said without waiting for Yang Tinghe to defend himself.

"Crazy, crazy, definitely crazy, how can you kill me for this matter?" Yang Tinghe was firmly pressed on the case, and he suddenly said in panic.

To this day, he still doesn't understand. It was only a mere five hundred stones, and he had the financial resources to fill the gap, but in the end, Wang Yue still wanted to kill him.

If we trace the source, I am afraid that the crux still lies in the capital and the official prostitute.

If it weren't for that official prostitute and His Majesty's making a fuss about it, then he would still be a high-ranking Hanlin official, the heir whom all parties focused on cultivating.

But now he has finally lost his official position. He is neither the junior fellow countryman who the first minister of the dynasty relies on most, nor the pupil who the second minister of the dynasty is most proud of.

Die!

The people in the hall looked at the people who were being executed, and all the girls from Yihonglou came, but at this time they made a wish without any sympathy.

All we can say is that Yang Ting and Gao Gao have been on top for too long.

He was born into the wealthy Yang family in Sichuan, and was elected at a young age. While studying at the Imperial College in the capital, he even gained the favor of his father-in-law, who was the Prime Minister of the Imperial College at the time.

As for entering the officialdom, he became even more comfortable and formed close relationships with three of the current bigwigs.

If there are no accidents, he will definitely be able to inherit the political resources of the civil servant group and become the emperor's advisor and leader, thus limiting the imperial power on behalf of the government and gentry class, and sharing the blessing of peace with the officials and gentry all over the world.

puff!

The blade flashed past, and a stream of blood splashed high.

History has changed after all. After being demoted, the late leader who was the key leader of the civil service group was not even qualified to be a Cang ambassador, and now he died under Wang Yue's sword.

Yang Tinghe's head rolled to the ground, his eyes wide open.

Until this moment, he still couldn't believe that he was one of the most popular people in this era, but he would die at the hands of Wang Yue, who was squeezed out by the civil service group.

"died!"

"Really dead!"

"The sin deserves it, this is retribution!"

…

The people who were watching saw Yang Tinghe's head rolling down. They seemed a little scared when they saw the head at first, but then they all relieved themselves.

The clerk in the warehouse looked at the head on the ground coldly, then turned and left without saying a word.

When Lin Qingshu, the prefect of Leizhou, and others saw Yang Tinghe being beheaded, they seemed to feel relieved at last, but they secretly exchanged glances.

As night falls, the entire Leizhou City is shrouded in light night.

Since this month is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the waning moon looks particularly bright, and the faint moonlight is shining on this ancient city located on the Leizhou Peninsula.

The lights of Leizhou Government Office are brightly lit, and the Yin Hotel looks very lively tonight.

Wang Yue sat quietly under the lamp and read the grain tax situation of Leizhou Prefecture. Although killing Yang Tinghe would serve as a warning to grain officials all over the world, the problems he faced now had to be solved.

The top priority is to raise enough food. If the imperial court decides to conquer the Annan Li Dynasty immediately, then the food stored in these four prefectures can be used as military rations.

"Grandpa, I don't think that Yang Tinghe is a greedy person!" Wang Yu looked more and more mature, but he expressed his judgment.

Wang Yue found that the taxes and grains in Leizhou Mansion were not optimistic. It seemed that the land here also needed to be cleared, but he said lightly: "What I am killing this time is not his greed for money, but his dereliction of duty!"

Naturally, he could see that Yang Tinghe was not corrupt, but the talented Prime Minister actually neglected his duties in this way, and now it was affecting Ming's war preparations. How could he still be lenient?

Regarding preparations for war, he actually didn't mention it to anyone. The reason why I chose Leizhou Mansion as my first stop was probably because the warehouse ambassador here was Yang Tinghe, and he wanted to make a good start here.

It’s just that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. There was a major vacancy in Changpingcang in Leizhou Prefecture that Yang Tinghe was guarding, and what he was most worried about happened.

If there is a problem with Changpingcang in Leizhou Prefecture, then the situation in the other three prefectures may not be optimistic, and the problem with Changpingcang in the Fourth Prefecture is likely to be a legacy of history.

Because of this, he needed to warn the other Cang ambassadors of the three prefectures by killing Yang Tinghe, and also to show the world his attitude towards Chang Pingcang's vacancy.

"Grandpa, Yang Tinghe is related to both the first and second assistants. Will you get into trouble by doing this?" Wang Yu hesitated and asked worriedly.

Wang Yue naturally knew Yang Tinghe's background, but he shook his head gently and said: "You think too highly of Yang Tinghe! Yang Tinghe is just a successor trained by some people. Now Yang Tinghe has been demoted to Leizhou Mansion by the emperor, and Yang Tinghe is in the capital. What he committed is a stain after all, so he has actually become an outcast! As for whether anyone will target me, are there not many officials who want to target me in recent years? "

"As long as the emperor always trusts grandpa, those people will all be clowns!" Wang Yu nodded excitedly after hearing this explanation.

Wang Yue could feel the emperor's trust in him, but thinking about the food problem he was facing now, he couldn't help but feel a headache secretly: "Let's just work for the people with peace of mind! You and Hu Jun should rest early, and we will set off tomorrow morning Go to Lianzhou Mansion, I’m afraid a group of officials will have to be killed there!”

"Okay!" Wang Yu knew that their mission was to kill those corrupt officials, so he immediately agreed and said.

After Wang Yue saw his grandson leaving, he took out a blank secret book, but he was going to report the situation here truthfully.

Although he was not as diligent as Wang Zhi in writing secrets to the emperor, he still had to report some important things, especially the fact that he killed Yang Tinghe by himself, after all, he killed the successor carefully cultivated by the civil service group.

After Wang Yue reported the matter, he proposed his own solution, but he planned to use Guangdong Salt to solve the food problem faced by western Guangdong.

Since the new dynasty, rectifying the salt policy can be said to be a wonderful move.

The development of the Cantonese salt method has also been hindered so far. Many Cantonese salt merchants have united and forced the court to use the color-changing method to sell salt.

Fortunately, now that the imperial court has made a strong stance on continuing to adopt the Kaizhong method, and its own success in rectifying Huai Salt, the Guangdong salt merchants have apparently become more honest.

When he came to Guangzhou this time to sort out the salt administration, the opening method of Guangdong Salt had gradually been restored, so the imperial court could solve the current food problem in western Guangdong through the opening method.

If used properly, it can not only consolidate the granaries of the four prefectures in western Guangdong, but also allow salt merchants to deliver grain from various places to border warehouses when war is launched.

Of course, the sales area of ​​Guangdong Salt is still too small, covering only a few prefectures in Guangdong and Guangxi. The current size of Guangdong Salt is not enough to do so many things.

After Wang Yue saw the problem here, he decided to propose to the court to expand the sales area of ​​Yue Salt to make Yue Salt become more valuable.

In fact, this proposal was a bit selfish. He added Anlu Prefecture to the expanded area, which undoubtedly fulfilled his original promise of raising salt prices for the people.

It's just that this move is for the country and the people. After all, the transportation cost of sending Huaiyan salt from Yangzhou to Anluzhou in Huguang for sale is too high, but it is not as good as giving southern Huaiyan salt to the neighboring Guangdong salt.

Wang Yue was not sure whether the emperor would adopt his proposal, but judging from the current situation, this was already the best solution for preparing for the exam.

In the early morning of the next day, a faint white mist still shrouded Leizhou City.

Wang Yu and Hu Jun hurried to Lianzhou City early in the morning, while Zhang Cai, a member of Jinyi Baihu, delivered Wang Yue's letter to Tangzhan.

The Tang newspaper system of the Ming Dynasty has been extended to Guangdong. After Wang Yue's letter arrived at Yong Station, a Tang soldier passed the information to the capital as quickly as possible along the official road.