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When Hu Guang heard this, he didn't even think about reading the memorial and asked directly: "What's the matter?"

"The Jianlu troops have retreated. Now the martial law has affected people's livelihood. Everyone is asking us to lower the martial law." Wang Dehua bowed and replied.

When Hu Guang heard this, he realized that this was actually true. Nowadays, officials have to register with Dongchang before going out, let alone ordinary people. This will indeed cause inconvenience to the lives of everyone in the capital city.

He thought for a moment and then issued an order: "Martial law can be lifted in the capital city during the day, but no one is allowed to enter or exit the city gates without an order. In the evening, martial law will be enforced again."

Judging from the information fed back by Cao Huachun, Shanxi merchants in the capital city are still content. These Shanxi merchants may have acted traitorously, but from the current signs, there is no evidence that they could subvert the Ming Dynasty and sell the capital to the Jianlu. What they may prefer is that Jianlu can continuously obtain property from Daming, and then they can trade with them and let them make huge profits.

To control the capital, Dongchang alone is not enough. Jinyiwei also needs to be reorganized and put to good use.

With Hu Guang thinking this way, he began to consider whether to transfer Liu Xingzuo first. However, if Liu Xingzuo was not present at Shanhaiguan, he would not be able to obtain information in time and understand the developments there.

Yeah, the number of people in the chat group is still too small. Hu Guang couldn't help but lament in his heart. The current bottleneck in increasing the number of people in the chat group is the consumption in the work group.

However, if the personnel do not join the working group and just stay in the elementary group, there will not be this consumption problem. It's just that the identity is not confirmed and the personnel are complicated, which is troublesome.

"Your Majesty, here is a memorial from Bi Ziyan, Minister of the Ministry of Revenue." Wang Dehua waited for a long time. Seeing that the emperor remained stunned there, he had to say, "Speaking of the retreat of the Jianlu troops, do you want to revoke the order of King Qin?" , all King Qin’s troops who are still on the way should return to their original places, otherwise the amount of money and food consumed in the capital will be even greater!”

After hearing this, Hu Guang nodded and said, "That's right!"

After Wang Dehua finished his report, he went back to the ceremonial supervisor. After he left, Hu Guang suddenly remembered something. After thinking about it, he immediately summoned Cao Huachun and asked him to send someone with a secret order to send him out of the capital immediately.

In the afternoon, the capital, which had been quiet for a long time, finally became lively, and there were finally people on the empty streets. No matter how cold the weather is and how biting the wind is, it can't stop these exhausted people from walking through the streets.

On the street, officials passed by from time to time. But there was a very strange phenomenon. Most of these officials went in the same direction and finally converged on a street.

Seeing those sedan chairs queuing up in front of one of the mansions, they almost reached the end of the street. The length of the queue was so spectacular that the people passing by were all looking at it.

These common people and companions did not dare to stop and watch. They just whispered and sighed as they walked: "Wow, what are they doing? If you don't know, you would think this is the Forbidden City!"

"Yes, this didn't happen here before!"

"Don't you know? Look where they are lined up, it's the Wen Mansion!"

"What is the Wen Mansion? Mr. Wen Tiren Wen, the Minister of Rites? Why is it so lively?"

"It seems that you only care about your mother-in-law at home these days, right? Mr. Wen has been promoted and is now the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty, and..."

"The restaurant is just ahead. Come on, come on, let's go to the restaurant and talk about it!" Someone's eyes lit up when they saw the sign in front, and they immediately greeted.

There is a big difference between the capital and other places, that is, ordinary people like to talk about political affairs, or are very interested in political affairs. If anyone goes out and meets an acquaintance, he or she will feel that he or she is ignorant and loses face.

In today's Ming Dynasty, this kind of habit of talking about political affairs has long been spread. But in other places, it is still limited to scholars. Among them, the famous Donglin Party members contributed. Before the change, not many people would be so interested in the government and political affairs.

When these people entered the restaurant, they found that the restaurant's business was surprisingly good. It was almost full, and at every table there were familiar friends, chatting about the current situation while drinking and eating.

This restaurant may be close to the Wen Mansion, so many tables of drinkers started from a long queue of sedan chairs and expressed their opinions.

"It's really unbelievable. When martial law was lifted in the blink of an eye, I saw that there was already a new chief minister. What's even more strange is that the Minister of Rites directly joined the cabinet and became the first minister of the Ming Dynasty. Tsk tsk! No wonder there are so many people coming to visit in front of the door. Official!"

After hearing this, the man's deskmate had an expression on his face that said you are too ignorant. He held chopsticks in his hand and shook his head to the man before and said: "You don't know, the emperor also gave Wen the first assistant to directly recommend the ministers to the cabinet." power, do you understand? This is the key point. From now on, Premier Wen must have the final say in the cabinet, and it’s strange that there are no officials to curry favor with him!”

Someone at the next table heard this and turned around and interjected: "Flattery is useless. Chief Wen never let anyone in. They were all rejected and no one came! Otherwise, how could there be such a long queue?" ?”

"Isn't this bad? If you don't give face, if all your colleagues are offended, if the emperor has a small opinion against the chief minister, he will be attacked by the crowd, and there won't even be anyone to speak for him. Would not it be……"

These words seemed to touch the itch of many people, and someone immediately replied: "You don't understand this, the chief minister is going to be a lonely minister..."

Before he could finish his words, someone else's voice immediately overtook him and interrupted him: "Everyone, everyone, you are saying this because you don't understand our current emperor!"

"Do you understand? Are you from the palace?"

"Can you say something more?"

"..."

Well, they almost got into a fight while talking. After everyone persuaded them, the man began to reveal the news: "You don't know, during the court meeting a few days ago, the emperor issued a decree to increase the court's tax revenue. satisfy……"

"Hey, this treacherous official wants to plunder the people's wealth and anointing, and so does the emperor..."

The whistleblower was interrupted by him and couldn't help but glared and yelled: "Shut up, do you know why the emperor wants to increase taxes? At that time, no one in the civil and military circles in the court dared to say that this was to plunder the people's wealth. Are you the best?"

Upon hearing this, some people became curious and immediately asked the reason in a humble manner.

So this man told them everything the emperor said, including military pay, refugees and other matters. One of the more rare things was that the tax mentioned by the court was taken from the people and used for the people.

Many people pondered after hearing this, but some people whispered: "Who knows, maybe the money will be collected, and then the whole court will be fed!"

"Huh? Haven't you heard about it, or haven't had time to go to the Meridian Gate to take a look? There are two heads hanging there. Do you know who they are? Yuan Chonghuan, the former governor of Jiliao, and Luo Yangxing, the commander of Jinyiwei, are they enough? "