First Prince of Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 134 Processing Results

  Zhu Biao didn’t say anything more, and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment also withdrew to deal with the finishing matters. After all, there were so many people in the household department who still needed to be detained, and many family members of the household department officials’ wives and children had already come here.

  Zhu Biao opened the accounting books of the Ministry of Accounts, and found that Yang Siyi was the most greedy person in it. As the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishments said, most of his share was distributed to the people below.

  Zhu Biao read carefully, and tomorrow morning he will hand over the list to his father, every decision made by Zhu Biao will change the fate of thousands of people.

If their family members are counted, it is the fate of tens of thousands of people. Among them, men, women, old and young, Zhu Biao frowned more and more, but the matter still needs to be dealt with, and the damned people will not escape this catastrophe after all. .

Seeing that after the Minister of the Ministry of Justice left, the three Zhu Xi brothers also came out from the other side. The scene just now had a great impact on them. They only thought that it was a problem of officials from the Ministry of Households embezzling taxes and food, but they did not expect to be so implicated. wide.

  They walked up to the elder brother, looked at the brazier at his feet, where there was only black ashes left, Zhu Yan said: "Brother, should I show my father the account book?"

  Zhu Xi immediately bumped into him and said, "Brother, it's your turn to teach you how to do things, so don't talk too much."

  Zhu Yan heard the words and hurriedly said to Zhu Biao: "Brother, I don't mean that, I just want to..."

  Zhu Biao circled the list again and said: "Okay, I'll tell you where my father is, and you are not allowed to spread it around when you see it. This matter involves a lot, and it is not the time to deal with it."

  The three brothers nodded, and Zhu Di looked at the list that Zhu Biao kept drawing and said, "Brother, do you want to kill everyone in these paintings?"

Zhu Biao nodded and sighed and said: "The Ministry of Households is very important. The corruption here directly involves the people. Every stone of grain they steal is watered by the people with their sweat. Maybe they are responsible for collecting food taxes. At that time, a few stones of grain were collected too much, and a family was forced to sell their sons and daughters."

  The three brothers stopped talking, silently watching the ink pen in the elder brother's hand, continuously swaying across the list, the movements were quick and fast, as if they had already set their goals.

  Zhu Di looked up at his brother, and saw that his face was calm and his eyes did not waver at all, as if he was just writing a beautiful article, and he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

   An hour later, Zhu Biao finally put down the pen in his hand, and the three brothers also breathed a sigh of relief. They watched the names circled one by one, as if seeing a person's head flying into the sky.

  Zhu Biao took half an hour to check it again. If a person's head is cut off, he will not be able to get back. In Zhu Biao's eyes, there are actually many people who are guilty, but they are not dead.

Zhu Biao closed the account book, got up and stretched his waist. His muscles and bones cracked a few times, and he said to his younger brothers: "Let's go, you guys have been out to play for a day. Tomorrow, you can honestly go to morning class. If you skip class again, Father will not spare you."

  The three brothers nodded obediently, and went out of the house together. Surrounded by everyone, Zhu Biao stepped out of the gate of the household department. It was almost Xu time, and the sky had completely darkened.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, he saw Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice coming quickly, bowed his hands to Zhu Biao and said: "Your Highness, there are thousands of people gathered in front of you, all of whom are family members of officials from the Ministry of Households. They are kneeling at the intersection and waiting to see Your Highness. People dispersing did not work."

Zhu Biao yelled coldly: "Absurd! Is there any husband and son who wronged them in this palace? They took tax food from the household department and went home. Didn't their family members also eat it? Even though they knew it was wrong, they didn't dissuade them. Now they beg for mercy." What is the use!"

   Zhu Biao ordered the forced expulsion, which is related to the law. At least on the surface, the majesty of the law must be guaranteed, otherwise how will it be implemented in the future.

  Could it be that every time the bureaucrats are purged, only a large group of people kneel and beg for mercy, and then let the net go, how decent is that? As long as this trick works once, it will never end in the future.

The Minister of the Ministry of Punishments led the officials to forcibly expel them. Zhu Biao frowned slightly when he heard the crying of women and children in his ears. When it was almost time, Zhu Biao led the people out. Tenaciously resisting the dragging of the guards.

As soon as they saw Zhu Biao, they crawled on the ground and shouted: "Your Highness, please be merciful and spare my son (husband) life. We will send back all the food, and we will sell whatever is missing. Make it up, Your Highness, please forgive me!"

  Zhu Biao did not speak, and Zhu Di stood up and shouted: "They violated the laws of the Ming Dynasty. You can forgive them by returning the stolen goods. Their punishment will be decided by the Holy One tomorrow!"

  Those old and weak women and children seemed to have lost all hope, and began to cry desperately. Zhu Biao was in no mood to entangle with them.

   All the way back to the palace, Zhu Biao ordered his younger brothers to be sent back to their houses, and walked a few steps to the imperial study by himself. At this time, his father should still be dealing with government affairs.

  However, it is also possible to go back to rest early, after all, I heard last night that when my father and the emperor arrived to review the memorials, and today such a thing happened in the court, I can't stand it like this every day.

  After walking a few steps, I saw the **** serving in the imperial study coming up with a lantern, and after saluting Zhu Biao, he said, "Prince, Your Majesty has already ordered your slaves to wait here. Please go to the imperial study when you come back."

  Zhu Biao nodded, and walked all the way to the door of the imperial study room. Since he had already given the order, Zhu Biao went in without passing the message, and Liu Jin and others guarded the door.

When Zhu Biao entered, he saw his father watching the memorial under the lamp and eating a bowl of supper. Zhu Biao stepped forward to salute, then got up and said, "You should also take a rest. I heard that you also came to review the memorial last night." When, it's not good."

  Zhu Yuanzhang put down the bowl in his hand and said with a smile: "Our Biao'er has grown up and knows that he loves his father, but we can't sleep even if the state affairs are entrusted to others."

  Zhu Biao shook his head helplessly, and put the account book in his hand in front of Zhu Yuanzhang: "I have probably drawn up the outline, and I ask the father to decide how to deal with it."

Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the account book and looked it up. The more he looked at it, the more he sneered: "They are so bold. We handed over the country's money bag to them, but they treat it as their own? Are they all in the same place? Those who are greedy for food and taxes should be killed!"

  Zhu Yuanzhang took a rough look at it, and felt that the number of quotas outlined by his son was a little too small, but he also knew that to maintain the normal operation of the household department, this was the best handling result.

  Zhu Yuanzhang put down the account book and said: "It's up to you to deal with it. The more than five hundred people were directly beheaded to show the public. As for the leader, the household servant Yang Siyi and more than twenty people were beheaded!"

  Zhu Biao nodded silently. The lives of five or six hundred people were lost under his own stroke. Although he knew that they deserved what they deserved, he suddenly couldn't bear it.

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   I went to work this morning (╥﹏╥) and went home to write a chapter

  (end of this chapter)