The history I've been through has collapsed [Quick Transmigration]

Yuan Rang told Mu Sui that he had a large amount of private salt, which was just nonsense. Naturally, he couldn't conjure up a pile of salt out of thin air.

So this time we have to make a quick decision.But it can't be too fast, so as not to fail to arrest people, but to scare the snake.

Fortunately, the token that can mobilize the Jinyiwei is still there. Yuan Rang ordered the horse to report to the magistrate, while secretly mobilizing the Jinyiwei to surround the nearby strongholds selling smuggled salt.

Private salt dealers are very cunning, and they are all cunning rabbits and three caves.The most important point is - they hold armed private troops.

He is a servant in name, but he can actually fight on the battlefield.

And according to the profit from selling private salt, the combat effectiveness of the so-called private army created by this is definitely not bad.

However, in the past, these troops were mostly used to threaten magistrates and gangsters, rather than to rebel with death.

But who made Mu Sui, a pig teammate who seemed to have lost his mind, come out here.

No matter how brilliant Yuan Rang was, it was impossible for him to catch them all, but Mu Sui, who was greedy for life and afraid of death, would definitely confess everything he could, and drag anyone who could be dragged into the water.

Shen Yan laid a move on the chessboard leisurely: "In less than half a day, we will be able to arrest people."

The people here have colluded to form a huge force, even the local officials and the central household department are involved, and they cannot get rid of their ties.

At this time, it will be suppressed with blood.

"Hmm." Yuan Rang frowned, resting his chin and staring intently at the chessboard, while his other hand was hanging in the air, not knowing where to drop it.

The situation has been settled, and it seems that there is no way to save it.

After a long while, he paralyzed on Shen Yan's body in frustration: "I can't do it anymore, I lose to you every time."

Shen Yan's chest was pressed by him, his fingertips inadvertently brushed Yuan Rang's temples, and he looked at him with some amusement: "Okay."

Forget it... It's not good to prostitute yourself in the daytime.

As soon as this incident happened, the government and the public were shaken, and nearly two-thirds of the officials were implicated in the court, and they were all sent to prison to be executed.

Nowadays, everyone in the capital keeps their doors behind closed doors, for fear that one day they will be arrested by the ubiquitous and pervasive factory guards.

Zhu Houzhao, who had already rushed to the Huaihe River, was holding the memorial to the cabinet for his approval, and his face was flushed with anger: "I thought that the corpse should be dismissed from office, but I didn't expect them to do such a thing!"

How much money do they spend for personal gain every year!

Zhu Houzhao was indignant - it was common for the emperor of the Ming Dynasty to use his private treasury to subsidize the national treasury, so he didn't dare to add a few more chicken legs to his dinner, okay?

Jiang Bin obsequiously went up and patted him on the back to comfort Zhu Houzhao: "Your Majesty is wise, don't be angry, don't be angry, don't you think you have confiscated their property and confiscated it to build the Great Wall?"

Zhu Houzhao squinted his eyes and nodded: "Well, they also spread rumors that my blood is impure and that I am the empress dowager's illegitimate child."

He is obviously his father's own!

Jiang Bin stomped his feet to save face: "These bums are too much!"

Zhu Houzhao clapped his hands, feeling very happy in his heart: "Yes, bastard!"

Jiang Bin on the side nodded like a pounding garlic.

Raising the army privately, intending to rebel, reselling private salt, controlling water transportation, colluding with important officials of the imperial court-the piles are all fatal crimes.

According to the usual practice, the mastermind was to confiscate the family of the Yi people, and as for the Yi people, it would depend on the crime.

The power of Mu Sui's group was uprooted, and the rest of the chains were also found by Zhu Houzhao who arrived later and spread his fishing nets.

The two Huai Rivers have been rampant for many years, and the deep-rooted moths of the country have been uprooted.

The thick account books, the amount comparable to the treasury's silver taels, amazed everyone who saw them——astonished at their huge profits.

Yuan Rang frowned and looked at the long queue being escorted to Beijing, hesitantly said: "Sir..."

"What's the matter?"

"Many of their kindred here are innocent people who don't know."

Some bloodlines are far away, and they have almost no connection with the family. They don't know about such things at all, and there are even infants in their infancy. Should they be killed?

Before Shen Yan could answer, Zhu Houzhao was surprised by Yuan Rang's reaction, and interrupted abruptly: "Innocent? Their glory and status are all bought by countless black-hearted money. If they are innocent, what is not innocent?" ?”

Those clansmen were blessed by the Mu family, so why couldn't they bear the consequences of the Mu family's downfall?

Yuan Rang pursed his lips and didn't know how to refute Zhu Houzhao, but he faintly disagreed with such a point of view.

Shen Yan said calmly: "There is no change without bloodshed."

In ancient times, there was Wei Yang's reform, but how many people died?

Not to mention the ancient times thousands of years ago, let’s just talk about the abolition of the prime minister system by the Tai Zu of this dynasty. After the prime minister’s failed rebellion, didn’t he almost implicate half of the court in bloodbath?

Yuan Rang lowered his eyes and did not answer.

Jiang Bin rested his hands on the back of his head, and sighed—why is this kid so naive, babbling, and having some unnecessary womanly benevolence.

……

The lakeside in spring is always beautiful, even the wind blowing on the face makes people feel warm.

Yuan Rang held a willow branch between his fingers, and was tearing off the leaves boredly, obviously not in a good mood.

"Jean."

"En." Yuan Rang replied wearily.

"Those people didn't kill them all. Damn them, as for the ones you said didn't know - I suggested to Zhu Shou to send them to the seaside to build the Great Wall." Shen Yan comforted him.

Yuan Rang said, "Actually, I've seen this kind of thing a lot, and I'm used to it. But if the blood gets on my hands, I won't feel very good."

He never wanted to have the blood of innocent people on his hands.

Shen Yan was silent.

The lake is very quiet and there are no people.

Yuan Rang seemed to have sensed his emotions, and suddenly raised his head and looked directly into his eyes: "Mr., did you hide something from me?"

He was answered by a long silence.

"Sir...can you tell me?"

Shen Yan said lightly: "You don't need to know too much about such things."

"But this is my husband's business, and it's my business."

Yuan Rang thrust the willow branch in his hand into the ground and said seriously.

The soil on the ground is not very soft, a little wet.

After a while, his high and low IQ took effect instantly, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration: "The two-thirds of the officials... are not that many, are they?"

Shen Yan raised his eyebrows, noncommittal: "Their position is too important."

Yuan Rang took a deep breath and asked him, "Is there no other way?"

Shen Yan looked at his expression, and suddenly felt tentative.

People are always greedy, and the deep affection these days makes Shen Yan somewhat unable to restrain his greed.

Maybe Yuan Rang could accept his essence.

It's falling in love... How can it be considered falling in love while wearing a mask?

What Yuan Rang envied was the gentleman-like Shen Yan, not the cruel and even vicious Shen Yan.

It's not impossible to wear a mask for a lifetime, but it's a bit of a pity after all.

Shen Yan pulled out a smile of unknown meaning: "Yes."

Yuan Rang was startled: "Then why..."

"It's just to save trouble."

Sure enough, Shen Yan's dark pupils reflected Yuan Rang's unbelievable, wide-eyed expression.

But at this time, there was a faint sense of joy in his heart.

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The author said hehe: I did it to death, and I have to keep doing it while crying.

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