I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 315 Nine Thousand Years Old

When the clerk saw that it was Yao Fuyou, he immediately pretended not to see him and walked around him.

When Yao Fuyou saw the clerk's behavior, his expression changed slightly, but he immediately returned to normal. He took two quick steps to catch up with the clerk and said earnestly, "Brother Zhang, it's me."

"Who are you? Who is your brother? Do we know each other?" The clerk shook off Yao Fuyou's hand in disgust and continued to walk forward.

Yao Fuyou couldn't hold back his expression. He used to be a well-known figure in the clerk circle, and he had never been treated like this before. But he thought about his current situation, gritted his teeth and chased after him, "Brother Zhang..."

"Who is your Brother Zhang? Don't bother me." The clerk avoided Yao Fuyou as if he were avoiding the plague god.

But Yao Fuyou still didn't give up. The clerk helplessly pointed to a remote alley. Yao Fuyou understood and stopped pestering the clerk. The two of them walked into the remote alley one after the other.

After making sure that there was no one around, the clerk whispered, "Brother Yao, please don't bother me anymore."

"For the sake of our past, tell me what's going on and I won't bother you anymore," Yao Fuyou said as he grabbed the clerk.

The clerk thought for a moment, sighed and said, "Don't blame me, Brother Yao. It's your fault for offending the Ninth Thousand Years Old. Just ask whatever you want to know."

"I want to know what the current situation of the Ministry of Households is like?" Yao Fuyou's face darkened, but he still asked quickly.

"Ministry of Revenue? Those people from the Royal Bank are too crazy. Since that day, the lights in the Ministry of Revenue have never been turned off. I heard that they eat, drink, defecate and urinate in the Ministry of Revenue. At least I have never seen them come out." The clerk sighed.

"Are they unable to sort out the Ministry of Revenue's account books, so they have to work overtime every day?" Yao Fuyou asked hopefully.

"I don't know about this, but the Ministry of Revenue has started processing various official documents in the past two days, and money and grain have also begun to be allocated," said the clerk, looking at Yao Fuyou with pity.

"Impossible, impossible, it's been less than half a month, they can't be that fast. How could they be that fast?" Yao Fuyou said in disbelief. He understood the significance of the Ministry of Revenue starting to operate normally, but he couldn't figure out how the people from the Royal Bank did it.

"Brother Yao, I've already told you what happened. I have something else to do at home, so I'll leave first." The clerk took advantage of Yao Fuyou's distraction and broke free, then ran away.
Yao Fuyou stood there in a daze for a long time. He knew that the situation was irreversible, so he quickly left the alley.

He did not go home, but walked to a remote inn, where his family was waiting for him. His yard in the capital had been smashed by the clerks of the Ministry of Revenue, so he hid here.
"Dad, what happened?" Yao Fuyou's eldest son asked anxiously.

Yao Fuyou did not answer, but asked directly: "Have you finished what I asked you to do?"

"It's done, Dad, take a look." The eldest son took out a few pieces of paper from his arms and handed them to Yao Fuyou.

Yao Fuyou took the papers and found that they were bills of exchange from the Royal Bank.

"Dad, the 9,000-year-old Royal Bank has ruined our family, why do we still keep our money in the Royal Bank?" the eldest son said indignantly. Yao Fuyou got angry when he saw his eldest son's expression, "You know nothing, can you carry so much money? Even if you put it in the car, it will be too conspicuous, so putting it in the Royal Bank is the best choice, we must keep up with the times"

"Dad, are we really leaving the capital? What's going on with the Ministry of Revenue?" The eldest son widened his eyes in disbelief.

Yao Fuyou was even more angry, but his wife spoke up, "Don't be angry with your father, don't you understand? As long as the Nine Prince is here, the clerks in the capital will have a hard time. Without extra income, what can they do with the little money and food they receive every month? It would be better for them to run to the south of the Yangtze River, buy a few hundred acres of land, and become a rich man in the countryside."

The eldest son was convinced. He asked, "Dad, when are we leaving?"

Yao Fuyou was not so angry anymore and said, "It's better to go sooner rather than later. Let's go now."

The family drove a horse-drawn carriage to Chongwenmen, and were stopped when they were about to leave the city.

"Hey~ Isn't this Boss Yao? Where is he going with his family?" The speaker was a small flag of the Jinyiwei, followed by a dozen people dressed as Jinyiwei.

Yao Fuyou's heart skipped a beat. He didn't recognize the Jinyiwei flag in front of him, but this Jinyiwei flag knew him.
"I'm just bored, so I want to take my family out of town to visit relatives. Please give me some convenience." Yao Fuyou said with a smile on his face, and then secretly handed over a bag of silver.

The Jinyiwei flagman did not put the bag of silver away, but tossed it a few times in his hand, smiling happily, "Boss Yao is really generous, worthy of being from the Ministry of Revenue. But no matter how much silver you give, it won't work. You've offended the Ninth Prince, and you still want to run away?"

After saying that, the dozen or so Jinyiwei behind him surrounded Yao Fuyou's family.

"Even if the Ninth Thousand Year Old Man wants to arrest someone, there must be a reason!" Yao Fuyou's eyes were red with anger.

"Reason?" The Jinyiwei flagman smiled sinisterly, "What you have done in the Ministry of Revenue for so many years has been discovered by the Nine Thousand Year Old Man."

Yao Fuyou collapsed to the ground immediately after hearing this.
Similar situations occurred in various places in the capital. Many former minor clerks of the Ministry of Revenue were arrested by the Embroidered Uniform Guards. At the same time, some civil servants of the Ministry of Revenue were also arrested. After all, clerks were just clerks, and they also needed the cooperation of civil servants to bring the wealth in the national treasury back home without anyone noticing.

The accounts made by the clerks were soon discovered by the Royal Bank, which was more professional and had more staff. Although only a small part was found, it was enough to convict these people.

The reputation of Jiuqian Sui once again resounded throughout the capital
Ever since Zhu Houxuan became the Prince Regent and launched a series of heavy blows, Zhu Houxuan's image in the capital has changed drastically, and he has a new title - Nine Thousand Years Old.

I have to say that this title is very appropriate. As the emperor, Zhu Houzhao is titled "Long Live the Emperor". As the prince regent, Zhu Houxun is theoretically the first person under the emperor, so it is not an exaggeration to call him "Nine Thousand Years Old".

So the new name spread quickly.
After Zhu Houxuan learned of his new name, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Even the people around him didn't understand why Zhu Houxuan was so angry.

Zhu Houxuan even used the power of the Propaganda Department to try to stop the spread of this name, but found that it was useless. This name had an extremely strong vitality among the people and could not be stopped at all. Instead, it spread at a faster speed.
(End of this chapter)