Maybe I wouldn’t choose to do this, but there’s no pressure in following the crowd.
Sun Chengzong smiled and said, "This is indeed a good thing. Let's have someone submit a memorial to praise Duke Cheng."
After hearing this, the expressions of several people became even more interesting.
Is this praising Duke Cheng?
This is to put Duke Cheng on the fire!
This is because they are afraid that he will not die!
However, they naturally would not sympathize with Duke Chengguo Zhu Chunchen. If they elevated Duke Chengguo, others would no longer pay attention to them.
It is better to have Duke Cheng roasted on the fire than to roast yourself on the fire.
The others nodded and said with a smile, "Lord Sun, what you said makes sense. We'll have someone submit a memorial to praise Duke Cheng. At the same time, please ask Your Majesty to give him some rewards. It would be unreasonable not to reward such a good minister generously."
Huang Kezun also said, "I'll have people at the Ministry of Justice prepare to find some recent cases of nobles and relatives of nobles encroaching on land, and see if there are any old files."
Several people looked at Huang Kezun, their eyes at his nose, their nose at his mouth, and their mouth at his heart, but no one spoke.
Clearly, the Minister of Justice was the most treacherous. Several people agreed to praise Duke Cheng, but he was already preparing to take action against other nobles and relatives of the emperor, which could be said to be extremely far-sighted.
If those nobles and relatives of the emperor play dumb, then this Lord Huang will have to take action. Aren't you guys taking no initiative? Then let's settle the accounts according to Ming Dynasty law.
If this account is settled, not only will you not be able to pay taxes, but you may even lose all your land. Whether you can keep your title depends on how well your family behaves.
"Okay, let's do it!" Han Yu stood up and said, "Pass the order down and tell the people below not to mess around with this matter. Let them all know what to do."
The other three nodded, no one said anything, and then went about their own business.
Cheng Guogongfu.
Zhu Chunchen sat on the chair, or rather slumped on the chair, with no expression on his face. He looked depressed and dejected, as if he had no idea what to do.
The old butler stood aside, his face full of worry.
Taking a step forward hesitantly, the old butler Zhang Fu said, "Duke, this isn't the solution. We need to think of a solution!"
Of course the old butler knew what had happened, and it had already spread outside.
After hearing what Zhang Fu said, Zhu Chunchen raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and said in a tearful tone, "What else can we do now? This time, it really is a matter of life and death!"
After hearing what Zhu Chunchen said, the old housekeeper was also helpless.
The master of my family did such a thing, which is equivalent to putting his own family on fire.
Just when the old butler was about to say something, a servant suddenly ran in from outside.
The servant came to the butler, whispered a few words carefully in his ear, and then retreated respectfully.
"What happened again?" Zhu Chunchen asked the old butler.
"The civil servants are impeaching Your Majesty." The old butler said hesitantly.
After hearing this, Zhu Chunchen suddenly sat up from his chair, with a look of surprise on his face, and asked anxiously, "But what about the impeachment of collecting the estate tax? Are they opposed to it?"
"No, Duke," the old butler said with a mournful face, "They are accusing Your Majesty of unfair rewards and punishments, saying that the Duke has made great contributions to the country and is willing to sacrifice his family to help others in need. Your Majesty's reward is too frivolous."
After hearing this, Zhu Chunchen fell directly onto the chair, his eyes almost out of focus.
British Mansion.
Duke of England Zhang Weixian was sitting on a chair drinking tea. This number one figure in the Ming Dynasty's military, who could be considered the mainstay of the Ming Dynasty, was already old at this time.
His beard was a little gray, but his face was rosy and he looked very energetic.
Zhang Weixian sat in a chair, drinking tea slowly, with no anxious expression on his face.
For Zhang Weixian, this was just a small scene. As a person who had experienced three major cases, Zhang Weixian did not take the matter in front of him seriously at all.
The person in charge of the Beijing Camp was a key figure sent by the military guards, and Zhang Weixian's position was unshakable. Therefore, he was not in a hurry at all, and had a posture of sitting on the Diaoyutai.
At this moment, a middle-aged man ran in from outside.
He walked straight up to Zhang Weixian and said breathlessly, "Dad, you're right! Those civil servants are making a big fuss and impeaching His Majesty for mistreating meritorious officials!"
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