I am a pirate in Ming Dynasty

The disaster in southern Zhili has been devastating, and the memorial has been presented to the court.

Emperor Jiajing is eighteen years old this year and no longer looks frivolous. He had more or less dignity in him. After fighting with the ministers for three years, he gradually found the knack of fighting against them.

He reached out and touched the dragon head on the dragon chair, his face became more determined, and his indifferent expression made it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

A pair of sharp eyes occasionally glanced below, and the ministers who were stared at all had their eyes wandering and did not dare to look directly.

Without Yang Tinghe's interference, he could already have some say in the court.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report!" Jiang Mian, the chief minister of the cabinet, came out. Emperor Jiajing showed obvious displeasure on his face. This new chief minister of the cabinet, like Yang Tinghe before him, was a staunch opponent.

But without Yang Tinghe, what big waves can you make?

Jiajing's heart felt like water, he was no longer the young man who just came out of Anlu, Huguang.

"Ai Qing, do you have anything important to report?" Jiajing asked.

Jiang Mian took out a memorial from his arms and said: "A large-scale famine disaster has occurred in southern Zhili. Please ask the emperor to make a ruling as soon as possible."

When Jiajing heard this, he felt something was wrong. Why didn't he get wind of such a big thing?

"Send it up!"

A eunuch placed the memorial on the table in front of Jiajing. When he opened it, he found that the draft had already been completed, so he read it patiently.

After going through everything in his head and deducing the results, Jiajing said: "The great famine in the prefectures of Southern Zhili has spread to a wider area. Now we will solve it according to the method proposed by Jiang Aiqing and mobilize all the states in Southern Zhili." The surplus grain in the government granary will be used for disaster relief, and the grain in the state granary will be allocated to provide relief to the victims. In addition, the Yushitai will send a censor to inspect all the prefectures in southern Zhili and supervise all officials!"

There was no specific amount of grain on the ticket. Jiajing also knew about this. There was not much grain left in Jingcang and Tongcang. After the Zhengde dynasty, those nominally large granaries almost didn't have much grain. Jiajing picked up the missing items. The emperor also inherited the mess from his cousin Zhengde.

Just thinking about the nominal emperor brother makes Jiajing's nose crooked with anger. Why are you such a good emperor running around and losing your life? My good prince is gone and I still have to clean up your mess!

Apart from this matter, there were all kinds of trivial matters in the court. Jiajing didn't want to sit down. The ministers below did not pay all their attention to him when they were discussing matters.

Jiajing squinted his eyes and looked down at Jiang Mian, who was standing in front, like a stone weighing down everyone, and had a vague idea in his heart.

The reaction in the court poured cold water on many officials in South Zhili. The amount of food allocated was pitifully small. It was transported down the river by canal and by the time it reached the various places in South Zhili, there was not much left.

The patrol commander Zhu Yi was ordered to patrol the south and prosecute hundreds of officials.

For experienced state governors, this is a war between big dogs. The entire southern Zhili prefectures seem to be shrouded in a pair of invisible bloody hands.

A large number of businessmen in Yancheng County were summoned by the county magistrate Liu Zhenghe in the name of discussion, and they held an inexplicable meeting. Liu Zhenghe stopped talking after showing his face. The chief secretary kept talking and took good care of everyone, making everyone feel flattered.

The status of businessmen is low, let alone an official with a real name like the chief secretary. Even poor scholars may not necessarily think highly of businessmen. This is why businessmen clearly look down on poor scholars, but there are still businessmen who want to spend a lot of money to recruit educated sons-in-law. The gap between scholars, peasants, industrial and commercial ranks cannot be bridged by money.

Qin Li was not a newborn calf, so he could probably guess a thing or two about the county magistrate's thoughts. But the county magistrate's actions are a bit disappointing, and the meaning is probably clear. They provide food, and the people from the county government go to provide disaster relief.

Taking other people's money to eliminate your own disaster, and letting yourself get red flowers, how shameless is it to do such a thing?

Back home, Qin Li didn't say anything, ran to the backyard and started meditating.

Everything in the Qin family seems to have remained the same, with pavilions and waterside pavilions, clusters of brocade flowers, and bamboos swaying in the breeze.

The crazy Taoist priest was practicing boxing with Qin Zhong from a distance. Without Qin Shang around these days, he would disappear every day during the day and reappear at meal time. The people in the mansion naturally yearned for this old immortal who came and went freely, and would ask Taoist priests for divination if they had the chance.

Because of this, the crazy Taoist priest will definitely have a good time in the house.

Seeing Qin Li coming back, Qin Zhong knew something. The mad Taoist also noticed something, and he hurriedly finished the punch and disappeared under the pretense of running out of wine.

Pulling back his fists and stretching his muscles, Qin Zhong's bones made a muffled sound. The skin that was originally skinny and bloodless gradually swelled and became much rosier. The whole person looked several years younger.

Sensing the sound of the wind, Qin Li stood up quickly while meditating. Unexpectedly, a person walked behind him with sharp claws.

Qin Li was shocked and turned pale. He immediately used his right hand to block the attack behind him. His hands were intertwined. The man behind him was obviously much weaker in strength and was knocked off balance by the sudden block.

Qin Li took advantage of this moment to roll over, passed by the stone table in front of him, and landed firmly. He turned around and was about to counterattack. After seeing the figure clearly, he said angrily: "Grandpa, why are you making this joke with your grandson?" ,just in case……"

"What if?" Qin Zhong glared angrily with his hands behind his back, and his goatee began to tremble.

Qin Li smiled and replied gloomily: "Nothing, nothing!"

"Look at your worthless appearance. How can you look like my Qin Zhong's grandson?" Qin Zhong reached out his hand angrily and knocked the other party on the head.

"I dare not say it, and I dare not do it. Why are you doing this, head of the Qin family? Is this what I taught you? Cough~cough coughcough~cough..." Qin Zhong was so angry that he coughed and couldn't bear it. Stay relaxed and calm down.

Qin Li was sensible, so he ran over and helped Qin Zhong sit down, leaning against his chest.

After waiting for his breath to calm down, Qin Zhong took another breath and said, "Although you look like your mother, your temper is the same as your father's. You don't know how to do things in a roundabout way. You just think about how to make yourself happy!"

Qin Li's face was filled with gloom and he said, "Grandpa, do you know what that bastard county magistrate wanted to say to me today?"

"Haha," Qin Zhong laughed inexplicably, pushed Qin Li's hand away, and pulled him to sit down on the edge.

"Grandson, I think your method of dealing with those worms in the family last time was not very good, wasn't it? You just fired them and you didn't forgive them. You killed a lot of people in the past two days, right?"

"Grandpa, how do you know?" Qin Li thought that he had done it covertly enough. This time he went out to kill people without using the guards at home. They were all the staff he had established in the past two years.

"You are still not good at what you do, and your methods are slightly insufficient." Qin Zhong sighed, looking at Qin Zhong, holding the other person's hand firmly in his hand and saying: "Li'er, as long as you do something, don't think about it. No one knows that there is no airtight wall in this world. This is the first truth that grandpa teaches you."

"If one day, there is really something big that must be done, then you have to find a few powerful accomplices. Instead of letting some enemies or even passers-by who are unstable factors know, it is better to let people who are on the same front as you know. The more powerful they are, the more subtle what you can do.”

"Do you understand this truth?"

"Instead of letting people know, let people who have the strength to help cover it up know." Qin Li easily guessed what his grandfather said. The more he chewed on it, the more horrified he became.

Qin Zhong nodded happily: "Yes, you are very perceptive. The safest way to make evidence disappear is to darken it under the lamp."

"Li'er, what do you think you should do now when the county magistrate asks you to do something?"

Qin Li lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said: "Unite powerful merchants to support the county magistrate in disaster relief, and after paying the required amount of grain, he took the opportunity to propose to the Yamen that each merchant family can also set up porridge shops and put up signs to participate in disaster relief. Require."

Qin Zhong was very satisfied with the answer given by Qin Li, so he stood up and said: "Li'er, when you are not strong enough, you have to rely on the help of big people. What the county magistrate needs is political achievements, so you give him food." , let him earn enough fame and accumulate political achievements. Only by letting him achieve his goal can he help you achieve your goal. This is the second trick I will teach you, to use your strength to gain strength."

"Every time you lose, you gain. A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise! Don't always think about your own one-third of an acre of land, but broaden your horizons. The so-called shopping malls and officialdom are just things for people to play with. Go slowly, Grandpa. I have a few more years to live, and I will leave everything I can teach you to you.”

Qin Li finally realized at this time. Aren't all the things his grandfather taught him just now the things he has been exploring in the past few years? Dark under the lamp, exchange of interests and leverage on strength.

Grandpa's few gentle words suddenly awakened all the things he had not sorted out.

Is this what Grandpa experienced when he was young? Qin Li felt a sense of unreality. Looking at the old man walking away, he suddenly felt an overwhelming mystery coming over him.

During those years of sailing, what step did you take?

"Oh, by the way," Qin Zhong suddenly turned around, "Your Qin family skills have declined. Although you have enough strength, your punching reaction is not quick enough and the angle is slightly off. No matter how busy you are, this family You can’t throw away the secret knowledge passed down.”

"Yes, Grandpa!" Qin Li responded quickly. After Grandpa left, he sat in the pavilion silently for a long time. It was not until two bursts of laughter that he really sat up, patted his head, and his whole body recovered. The wise appearance of the past.

However, he suddenly thought of another person, Qin Shang.

Brother, where are you now? Qin Li raised his head, feeling empty in his heart.

‘A sneeze! ’ As soon as Qin Shang walked to the board of the boat, he sneezed and touched the bottom of his nose. It was wet and his hands were red.

He shook his wet hair and felt that his body was still a little refreshed, but his blood pressure was a little unbearable.

I used to do it alone when I took a shower, but today I was hugged and showered together, and it felt like...

"Brother Shang? Are you on the board of the ship?" A faint figure wearing coarse cloth walked out of the cabin, also revealing a head of wet hair.

The figure under the moonlight, Han Zhaoxi, who was about eleven or twelve years old, with a beautiful appearance, waved to Qin Shang and said, "It's time to go to bed, Brother Shang!"

I'm going to kill you! Qin Shang felt his nose get hot, and two more streams of heat flowed down.