Han’s Son is Not a Slave

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Yongxing King Zhu Linwei did not discuss with the Jinxia clan, but bribed an officer surnamed Xia in Kinmen with a large sum of money, and set off for the southern capital without permission. After 16 days at sea, Zhu Linwei finally landed at Jinshanwei in Songjiang. Because of the bumpy sea, Zhu Linwei's two-year-old son unfortunately died of illness, which made Zhu Linwei very sad. But thinking that I am still young and able to regenerate in the future, this heartbreak has eased a lot.

After the ship docked, Zhu Linwei's bodyguard and the old official who had escaped from the Tang palace then reported to the local government. Jinshan Guard was originally under the administration of Huating County. After the Taiping army occupied Songjiang, the Jinshan Guard was withdrawn, and Huating was still under the jurisdiction. Only the county magistrate of Huating, Zhu Bo and others were locked up a month ago, and there was no one in charge of the county government.

The old official and the guards were amazed. Jiangnan has been restored, so why is there no one in charge of the government. After a lot of inquiries, Fang has someone who knows the inside story and instructs them to go to the Qingqing Division in the west of the city, saying that the large and small affairs in Erjin County are all in charge of the debt-clearing division.

The old official didn't know what the yamen was, but he thought it was the county yamen set up by the Taiping Army, so he and the guards found the yamen. Well, let the sun shine. From time to time, some gentry could not bear it, so they shouted "I am willing to pay", and then soldiers came to take off the shackles and lead him into the division. After a while, the gentleman walked out of the office with his head down, his face as ugly as he owed him a lot of money.

The old official and the guards didn't know what was going on, and they had something important to do, so they inquired about it. Immediately, he saw six or seven gentlemen wearing big red flowers on their chests, each holding a red and bright paper in their hands, and came out happily. A group of officials followed behind, all with smiles on their faces, and they couldn't help but congratulate the few gentlemen.

The old official was dazzled and couldn't see what was written on the red paper that the gentry held in their hands, but a literate guard could see it, and whispered: "Big taxpayer? Active debtor? What do you mean?"

All the guards look at me, I look at you, I don't know what those "big taxpayers" and "positive debt collectors" are. The old official stayed in the Tang Palace in his early years, and he had seen a lot of the world in these years, but he figured out that it might have something to do with the amount of money and food he paid. Only in the past, no matter whether it was the imperial court or the local government, there has never been such a commendation, and I don't know how to come up with this now.

The few honored gentlemen were a little embarrassed when they saw the "comrades" who were still being shackled and basking in the sun, but they quickly adjusted their attitudes and walked past them with their heads held high, occasionally arrogant The certificate in hand is deliberately skewed to one side, so that these "comrades" who are unwilling to pay the tax arrears can see it clearly.

When the gentlemen basking in the sun saw this, they made a hum, but they didn't bother to scold or ridicule them, because the sun had made them lose their temper long ago. Some people are now suffering from physical and mental torment. It is better to grit their teeth and hold on to the end, or spend money to buy comfort.

The owe-clearing Sizhong people who sent those big taxpayers out saw the gang of people from the Yongxing Palace, and saw that they were all dressed in official uniforms, and couldn't help but be stunned. An older official took a few steps forward, and was about to ask who they were, when someone in the division was shouting, "Publication!"

"Zhang Bang?"

All the gentry who were flailed and the few gentry who were going home with certificates of merit were attracted by the shouting, and even the old officials and guards looked at the gate subconsciously.

Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, two soldiers ran out of the gate with a yellow poster in hand, then one painted paste on the wall, and the other pasted the yellow poster in their hands.

An official walked to the yellow list and looked at it, and then read aloud: "Jiangsu Governor Yamen and Jiangsu General Bureau of Debt Clearing jointly issued a document: Huang Yimin, Lu Chengdong, Zhao Qingguo, Xu Yuanjun of Huating County, 17 people, all went up for fame; Wang Deshui, Zhang Songlin , Zhou Guozheng, Dong Changjun, 38 people have all changed their names to show their respect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a fat man who was shackled screaming: "My fame!"

A middle-aged literati next to him also softened, and two lines of tears fell: "Ten years of cold window fame, how can you say that you are going to leave, why is the court so cruel to me and waiting for scholars!"

The well-known gentlemen and scholars on the list were really heartbroken, and many people cried bitterly there, and some even cursed the court for being stupid.

The official who read the list snorted and scolded: "Don't cry, I told you to make up the taxes you owe, but you have a lot of iron roosters, but now it's good, the list is down, not only are you all expelled from your fame, this debt Taxes still have to be paid, so why bother!"

Another official owed the Qing Dynasty sneered: "It is said that the imperial court treats you cruelly, but you are soft-hearted when you treat the imperial court? If it weren't for you iron roosters, would our Daming be called a scourge of Tartars!"

After hearing this, some gentlemen were dissatisfied and wanted to refute, but after spending most of the day in the sun, they couldn't stand their legs and feet, how could they still have the strength to speak. Some gentlemen dropped their heads and said nothing. There are three who are not on the list, but they immediately shouted their willingness to pay, and then ran into the division as if they were running, lest they be a step behind and their fame would also be called Ge. Someone took the lead, and it was a matter of fame and fame. In addition, it was really unbearable, and most of the gentry who were shackled were shaken. Soon, the voice of "willing to pay" one after another kept ringing. Seeing that all the gentlemen were enlightened, the officials who had cleared the debt were also overjoyed, and they kept bringing people in to go through the formalities.

Seeing that everyone ran to the Secretary, the old official was busy calling someone, but the older official turned around to look at them and asked, "Who are you?

The old official said hurriedly, "I am from the Yongxing Palace."

Those guards knew that this place was under the Taiping Army and not on Kinmen Island, so they did not dare to assume the identity of the guards of the palace.

"The Yongxing Prince's Mansion? Which Yongxing Prince?" The elder officer of the Qing Dynasty obviously did not know the existence of Yongxing Prince.

The old official was a little embarrassed, so he said that King Yongxing was the son of Tang Fan in the past and the nephew of the current emperor. He also said that King Yongxing had always been in Jinsha, and this time he made a special trip back to Nandu to see his uncle. There was a problem with the ship off the coast of Jinshan, and it was forced to dock in Jinshan.

When he heard that the current emperor's nephew had arrived at Jinshanwei, the elder officer was surprised and did not dare to delay.

After the senior officer hurried to pass the news, a guard of the palace quietly asked a soldier, which play was in front of the Qing Simen.

The soldier said hehe: "These cunning gentry refuse to pay food~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The court rules them with the king's law, forcing them to pay off the taxes they owe."

"Is this still possible?" The guard was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said, "These people are all famous."

"What if you have a reputation? Wu Weiye knows it? The second place in the Chongzhen Dynasty is not to say that he will be relegated. And the Tanhua Lang of the Tartars, it is just that. The commander of our family said it, and we don't care about it in the future. Who are you, as long as you owe taxes and do not pay them, you are all a commoner. Anyone who pays taxes on their own initiative, no matter if you are famous or not, will be citizens of the Ming Dynasty in the future, and the court will treat them equally and never Don't be biased, no matter where you are or what happens, the imperial court will make the decision for you, this is called the New Dynasty and New Deal, do you know?"

"New Dynasty and New Deal? Are those with fame and those without fame the same?"

The old official and the guards were stunned by the news revealed by the soldier. Doesn't this mean that the mud-legged man will be on an equal footing with scholars and officials?

Tang Xiaoxian, who was presiding over Huating's debt settlement, was surprised when he heard that the emperor's nephew, King Yongxing, came to Jinshanwei, because he had never heard that the emperor had a nephew alive before, and he only knew that the emperor had a living nephew. There is only one niece. But I don't know where a nephew appeared. If this is true, doesn't it mean that after a hundred years of the emperor, this King Yongxing will be the new emperor of the Ming Dynasty? !

Tang Xiaoxian was shocked, but he didn't dare to neglect the matter. He hurriedly came out to meet the people from the Yongxing Prince's Mansion in person, and then took a group of his subordinates to the wharf to welcome the Yongxing Prince.

At this time, in Yuyao County, Zhejiang Province, hundreds of miles away, a thirty-year-old teacher, after hesitating for a long time outside the yamen, finally made up his mind, and boldly beat the big drum outside the yamen, and waited for the officer to take him. When brought to the magistrate who hurried to the court, the teacher didn't wait for the magistrate to ask what was going on and beat the drum, and said loudly, "I'm Zhu Cihuan!"

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