"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

A monotonous but crisp voice sounded in the governor's yamen, and the assistant officials, minor officials and clerks who were forced to watch the punishment were all looked dissatisfied and frightened.

In their opinion, after more than two months of tolerance, the new Zhejiang Governor Zhao Zhenji finally began to reveal his nature... He is really not a good boss!

I was just a little greedy, just a door bag, but I took advantage of it, and I was actually pulled out to beat the board... Who wants such a boss?

Although Zhao Zhenji was not as good as Wu Baipeng's civil and military, he could lead troops to the battle, but he also led two or three hundred officers and soldiers to the south. The leader was a general of the Zhenwu Camp in Nanjing. Zhao Zhenji was quite capable of arousing him.

The king pronounced a few more names with expressionless expressions. The soldiers like wolves and tigers pulled out four clerks from the crowd of onlookers, and the monotonous sound of the board sounded again.

The onlookers looked desperate, and they couldn't live this life... Someone even looked back at Zhengtang, and all your veterans and subordinates were pulled out to hit the board. Don't you want to live it?

In this era, the official seal was the top leader, but without those clerks, it would be good if the authority could be extended out of the city. Those with bad luck or weak ability would not be useful in speaking in the yamen.

But the matter was not over yet. After a long time, the monotonous sound of the board finally stopped. Master Huang walked out with a smile and whispered a few words. The assistant officials and minor officials were unable to stand on both legs, and some had already knelt down and kowtowed towards the main hall.

Unfortunately, there was no use for birds, so Wang Barbour took his soldiers to sweep all such people out.

The smile on Master Huang's face disappeared. After saying hello to Mr. Wang, he slowly walked back to the main hall, "Dongweng, you're all rushing back."

"I'm watching over there, I can't tell you when I'll be decoupled."

"Yes." Mr. Huang whispered: "Wang Ba Zheng is always a meticulous person. He has sent people to the inn to investigate. There are about twenty people, and his accent is a bit complicated, but half of them have Huizhou accents."

Zhao Zhenji nodded with satisfaction and asked again: "Are you cleaned up?"

"It is hard to say that maybe the servants and servants may also disclose the news."

"Turn out all." Zhao Zhenji waved his hand, "There are enough people to be transferred from Nanjing one after another."

"Yes." Master Huang bowed.

In normal yamen, Zhao Zhenji's move was a violation of the rules. If he changed the government office, the county office? The sixth yamen sued together? The official seal officer could not even sit steadily.

But in the governor's yamen, this move is not considered a violation of the rules.

Zhu Wan, the first governor of Zhejiang in the 27th year of Jiajing? He was the governor of Zhejiang from the General Administration, the Censorate, the Government Office, and the County Office to form the governor's office.

Later, Zhu Wan committed suicide? The Zhejiang Governor was dismissed, and all the clerks returned to their original positions? Wang Min should serve as Zhejiang Governor again in the 31st year of Jiajing, and he also selected personnel from various institutions.

After that, Peng An, Tu Dashan, and Li Tianchong continued to use it? But Hu Zongxian was originally promoted from the prefect of Hangzhou to the governor of Zhejiang? Many government clerks replaced the staff of the former governor's yamen, and Wu Baipeng did not object to it.

But Zhao Zhenji couldn't tolerate it, and maybe all around him were Hu Zongxian's spies... In fact, this is true. Just as the Governor's Office started to check the accounts? Hu Zongxian went to the front line of Chuzhou to supervise the battle.

Anyway, I was driving these people back? I also returned to the General Administration, the Government Office, and the County Office. It was not considered a killing. If I changed the number of people from Nanjing, I would not have to give a formal position, just use it.

Of course? The most important thing is to keep it confidential.

It was already dark, and only one candlelight was lit in the main hall? Master Huang looked at him in the dark light, and Zhao Zhenji's face appeared faintly.

After a while, Master Huang whispered: "Dongweng, two months into Zhejiang? Such a risky one or two more times?"

After a while, Zhao Zhenji got up and said, "Call the King and the President."

...

In the inn, which was only three or four miles away from the Governor's Office, Wang Zhizheng, who was full of wine and food, was lazily picking his teeth, "I didn't expect that there was also Huizhou restaurant in Qiantang, and the taste was wrong."

"After all, Qiantang River leads directly to Xin'an River." A young man next to him said with a smile: "Uncle, I paid a lot of money in advance this time. What should I do if those tea merchants don't send it in more than a month?"

A man next to him laughed and scolded: "I dare to blackmail the old ship owner's money, and I don't even look at whether my neck is hard enough!"

"Hey, they are all from the villagers." Wang Zhi waved his hand and smiled, "It's only a few hundred taels of silver... Besides, what we Hui merchants are talking about is just a letter. If they destroy their promises, they will ruin their reputation. Let's not talk about me, even the villagers will not be able to avoid them."

"By the way, where is the sacred man?" Wang Zhi looked around, "I didn't see anyone today, so I asked him to choose a place to build a warehouse. This little thing has been delayed for two days!"

The sage that Wang Zhi mentioned refers to his adopted son Mao Haifeng. After he became his adoptive father, he also had a name, Wang Fei.

The young man laughed and said, "Brother Feng didn't come back last night."

"I met this morning, and my eyes were dark..." The man curled his lips and said, "It's said that my cousin is ruthless... he actually wants to redeem the woman."

Wang Zhi sighed, then said ruthlessly: "Let me tell him the wife of the house, go there every day... Can you marry a wife or have a son?!"

"Old ship owner, but Hangzhou is really more suitable than Zhenhai." The man said, "In the past two days, there are many merchants from other places, and they are also relying on the sea. Qiantang River enters the sea directly..."

"I'm thinking about you!" Wang Zhi cursed: "At this time last year, we were still wearing the hat of Japanese pirates. Don't you feel assured that we will set up a city in Hangzhou to trade?"

"Why don't you go and ask Qian Zhan?"

Wang Zhi was too lazy to pay attention to his subordinates. Last year, when he met for the first time, the money was beheaded and the business was killed. The city's jurisdiction and the place of business were all in the government... To be precise, it was in the hands of his money beheaded.

Ligang is too far away, Hangzhou is too dangerous, located in Zhenhai, and a Weiyuan City is built on the top of the mountain.

Weiyuan City was completed last year, taking five months, two months longer than the expected construction period. The city circumference is 260 meters long, two and a half meters high, and one meter thick. It has a castle and nearly two hundred marchings, two east and west gates, and three iron cannons each.

When Wang Zhi thought of this, he was worried... He bought the six iron cannons hanging above his head, and the man surnamed Qian refused to even give the money!

At this moment, a riot and noise came, the sound of the wall being hit, and heavy footsteps were getting closer and closer.

"What are you doing?!"

Wang Zhi's hair stood up and jumped up suddenly. He heard the sound of the sharp blade being sheathed, followed by a shrill cry.

At sea of ​​death for many years, Wang Zhi was not the hesitant person. He immediately opened the window and picked it down, but he grabbed him with one hand.

"Uncle, below..."

Wang Zhi looked closely and saw a general wearing soft armor looking up. Behind him were there were neatly arranged soldiers, and the swords and guns in his hands contrasted with the cold light in the moonlight.

"Uncle, what should I do..."

The sound of fighting outside was getting lighter and lighter. Wang Zhi gritted his teeth and grabbed the table, picked up the candle with both hands!

Three quarters of an hour later, Wang Zhi, who was not tied up, walked out of the inn with a dismal expression. Most of the twenty followers were injured and tied tightly into the carriage.

Behind them was a burning inn. Fortunately, three or four hundred soldiers gathered together today, and there were many wells in Hangzhou, so they were quickly extinguished.

Not far away, Master Huang lifted the curtain and looked at him, turned around and looked at Wang Zhi for a few minutes, and tsk twice, "I am not a mortal. I can survive in the midst of life and death. If it weren't for the sufficient staff, I would almost be surrounded by the owner of the Wufeng ship."

Wang Zhi looked at the rising smoke columns of the ruins, which were quite eye-catching under the bright moonlight. He felt a little relieved and closed his eyes and said nothing.

Two or three miles away, Mao Haifeng, who was struggling to tie his belt, stared at the rising smoke pillar not far away, and relaxed his hands... and suddenly felt a chill under his crotch.

Uh, Mao Haifeng's left arm was broken by Xu Hai back then, and he was not very flexible with one hand. When he loosened his hands, his trouser legs immediately fell loose and fell to his heels.

Mao Haifeng pulled up his pants, pressed his belt with his right hand, and turned around and entered an alley.
Chapter completed!