Ming Jiajing: Starting from Immortality

Chapter 49: County Magistrate Hai Rui, it is difficult to be both loyal and filial!
is the day.

The imperial edict came.

Divine thunder descended from heaven to destroy the evil Chaotian Temple, killing the evil Taoist priests. The temple was abandoned by heaven and earth, so the temple was destroyed and the Taoist priests were expelled. The Taoists returned to the world and became common people. Anyone who used barbaric words to confuse people's minds again would be executed immediately.

The Blue Immortal Lan Daoxing is dead.

Thousands of Taoists in Chaotian Temple were stripped of their Taoist robes and forced to return to secular life, once again becoming registered citizens of the Ming Dynasty.

As for those who were unwilling to return to secular life, the Embroidered Uniform Guards beheaded them with their Embroidered Spring Swords. After killing only a dozen people, everyone was willing to return to secular life.

Without Taoist priests, in order to prevent the breeding of evil spirits, the Jinyiwei moved away countless rare and precious items such as the Three Pure Ones made of gold and silver, and then burned them.

The raging fire burned for seven whole days, not only reducing Chaotian Temple to ruins, but also burning down Taoism's position as the state religion, causing its status to plummet.

Although the nine gates of the capital city were guarded by soldiers from the beginning of Chenshi to the end of Shenshi, they were open to everyone entering and leaving.

However, there are exceptions to everything. When royal guards or officials of the second rank or above enter or leave, other people will be temporarily prohibited from entering or leaving until the guards or officials have passed.

At 3:00 p.m., the officers and soldiers at the front gate began to evacuate people in and out. The postmaster of the Xianliang Temple was already there with four postmen and a large green velvet sedan chair to welcome them.

According to regulations, this was a governor-level provincial governor entering the capital.

However, the one who was welcoming them here was not only the postmaster of Xianliang Temple, but also a fourth-rank eunuch from the palace who was leading four young eunuchs and a large blue velvet sedan chair was placed beside them.

Not far away, a group of horsemen were approaching in a cloud of dust.

The captain of Hu Zongxian's personal guards led four riders in front, followed by Hu Zongxian, followed by Yang Jinshui, and behind them were Hu Zongxian's other eight personal guards and Yang Jinshui's four eunuch followers.

When they arrived at the front gate, the captain of the personal guards, his personal guards, and four eunuch attendants all dismounted.

Hu Zongxian also dismounted, threw away the reins, and walked towards the Xianliangci Postmaster and others who came to greet him.

The postmaster smiled as he walked with Hu Zongxian to the green velvet sedan chair and opened the curtain himself. However, Hu Zongxian did not lower his head to get in. Instead, he looked at the postmaster and asked, "Didn't the emperor summon me immediately?"

While on the way, Hu Zongxian had already heard that his mentor Yan Song, Yan Shifan and his son, and the Minister of Revenue Xu Jie had been thrown into the imperial prison.

Combined with the timing of the Xin'an River flood and the resurgence of the Jinyiwei, Hu Zongxian judged that the emperor was no longer the emperor who was easily deceived by his mentor.

Even though the emperor did not have solid evidence of the Xin'an River flood, he was well aware of the mastermind behind the flood.

Hu Zongxian was eager to see the emperor, just to plead for a way out for his mentor in front of him, even if it meant giving up his status as a high-ranking official.

Anyone in the world could kill Yan Song with his own hands, but Hu Zongxian could not. He could not be a gentleman, but he could never be a villain.

"In reply to Hu Bu Tang, the Emperor has already issued a divine order, saying that Hu Bu Tang has come to the capital alone and has worked hard. He should first have a good rest in the Temple of Virtuous and Good People and think carefully about what he wants to say in front of the Emperor. If there is anything he wants to present to the palace, I can offer it to him at any time."

The postmaster seemed to have expected Hu Zongxian to ask this question, and asked with a preconceived idea in mind: "Does Minister Hu have anything to offer to the emperor?"

For an instant.

Hu Zongxian's heart seemed to be hit by something.

Could it be that the Emperor knew about Parchment’s complaint?
That is a petition that can turn the Ming Dynasty's officialdom upside down. Is the emperor, who always plays the game of checks and balances, suddenly interested in taking a look?

But once the emperor read the petition, he would launch a major purge of his mentor, his teacher, Minister Xu, and the Zhejiang officialdom.

This is a choice between loyalty and filial piety.

"No...no." Hu Zongxian shook his head and said in a hoarse voice.

The postmaster was neither excited nor disappointed. "Please follow me to the Xianliang Temple to rest, Hu Bu Tang."

Hu Zongxian lowered his head and got in. The sedan chair was immediately lifted up and moved towards the city gate.

The captain of the imperial guards and his guards followed closely behind him, leading their horses into the city gate. Yang Jinshui was still sitting on the horse, panting heavily. The two eunuchs took great effort to help him down, but Yang Jinshui still couldn't move his legs, and could only walk limping with the help of the eunuchs.

Compared with Hu Zongxian, who was both civil and military, and his bodyguards, Yang Jinshui, who had been pampered in the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau for many years, was delicate and tender. He could not bear the days of running around.

Then, on the way to Beijing, Yang Jinshui heard that his godfather Lu Fang had also been thrown into prison. At that time, he felt like the sky had fallen.

Like Hu Zongxian, Yang Jinshui also guessed that the reason why his godfather was imprisoned might be related to his self-righteousness in Zhejiang.

But my godfather had no idea from the beginning to the end that the Xin'an River had destroyed its dike and flooded the fields. It was an unexpected disaster.

Seeing Yang Jinshui approaching, the fourth-rank eunuch who was welcoming him personally helped Yang Jinshui to the blue cloth sedan chair and opened the curtain for him.

Yang Jinshui also did not get into the sedan chair directly. He held the wrist of the fourth-rank eunuch close to him and asked in a low voice: "Why did the Imperial Household Department ask me to come to the capital? How is the old ancestor? Does the emperor want to see me?"

The fourth-rank eunuch glanced at Yang Jinshui's crotch and knew that he had difficulty even moving, let alone escaping, so he simply stopped smiling and said, "Eunuch Yang, you should know better than anyone why the prison asked you to come to Beijing, so don't pretend to be confused.

My ancestor is so unlucky. He is over 2,000 miles away and has been implicated by you. What is the imperial prison? It is a place where even a good person has to leave in a dagger. Ask my ancestor what he is like, and you will know in a moment.

The emperor has achieved great success in cultivating the Dao, so how could you be seen eating and drinking from the palace, and even digging up the palace's dirty dogs and slaves!"

"What do you mean?" Yang Jinshui was confused and stood there in a daze.

According to what the eunuch said, the sedan chair was not heading to the Imperial Household Department, nor to the palace.

"Eunuch Yang, in compliance with His Majesty's order, you are sent to the Imperial Prison to reunite with your ancestors." The fourth-rank eunuch breathed out through his nose.

Ever since their ancestor Lu Fang was imprisoned and the chief eunuch of the Imperial Household Department, Chen Hong, took control of the inner court, the eunuchs truly realized the benefits of having an emotionally stable ancestor.

The fourth-rank eunuch was filled with hatred towards the "culprit" behind all this.

Seeing that Yang Jinshui was still refusing to get into the sedan chair, the fourth-rank eunuch pushed it, and Yang Jinshui suddenly let go and got into the sedan chair silently.

Now that things have come to this, it’s good for me to be taken to the imperial prison.

Moreover.

All those who should be killed in Zhejiang have been killed. Although it is difficult to get out of this imperial prison, it is not impossible to get out.

……

Ok Hee Palace.

Zhu Houcong repeatedly wrote and crossed out a person's name in front of the imperial desk.

The Xin'an River broke its banks in nine counties, but thanks to Hu Zongxian's quick response, only Chun'an County was flooded.

Now, the magistrates of nine counties in Xin'anjiang were beheaded by order of King Hu Zongxian, and the vacant magistrate positions must be filled by someone.

The new county magistrates of the eight counties of Jiande can be selected by the Ministry of Personnel, but Chun'an County, which was severely affected by the disaster, must have a suitable new county magistrate to participate in disaster relief.

Huang Jin deliberately stepped harder to remind Zhu Houcong who was deep in thought. Zhu Houcong saw Huang Jin's empty hands and asked, "Hu Zongxian, don't you have anything you want to give me?"

"Your Majesty, Minister Hu did not bring anything else with him when he entered the capital."

"is it?"

Zhu Houcong asked a question in return, but it was not a question that required an answer. He put down the red pen in his hand, and this time, he did not cross out the name of the new magistrate of Chun'an.

The breeze blows gently, the rice paper rises lightly, and Hai Rui's name is as red as blood!

(End of this chapter)