Chapter 555: The End

There were many camps added to Quanzhou, with more than 6,000 people on the navy side, and the sailors were roughly between 20,000, and there were 4,000 troops and 5,000 newly recruited militias. They were very popular. When they practiced in the early morning, the slogans soared into the sky.

At present, merchant ships cannot go out to sea, and the most important thing is to eliminate pirates. Therefore, the atmosphere in Quanzhou is quite a bit of a martial spirit. The child is also holding a wooden knife and a wooden sword fighting and playing for fun.

Fujian Road is mountainous, so it has developed a martial spirit of locals. In addition, it has a great pioneering spirit. Those who travel by boat and businessmen all lick their meals at the edge of the knife. Now pirates are outside, making people unable to go out to sea to make money. This is to cut off people's wealth, merchants have no money to make money, sailors have no livelihoods, and porters who load and unload goods have no food to eat, which is to kill their parents. In addition, the imperial envoy issued a list to issue an order to suppress the thief.

Not to mention that the young and strong people are practicing, even ordinary people have the same aggression against the enemy. The iron shop has been doing very well recently, and they all order swords and guns. The Song Dynasty prohibits martial arts and is particularly strict with bows and arrows and firearms, but most of them turn a blind eye to swords and guns. What's more, this is Quanzhou, so the laws are even more abolished. No one goes to sea to order daggers, swords and guns, so the government does not prohibit them, and no one goes to report them.

Outside the port, there were hundreds or thousands of ships, including military ships, merchant ships, and ships inspected by various government offices. The masts were sailed and the anchors fell from the water. They waited for the imperial envoy to go out to sea together.

Shen Ao was infected by the atmosphere and pretended to be elegant and asked someone to customize a gorgeous long sword. Put it on the jade belt around his waist, and he looked quite arrogant. However, the sword of Shen Qin's mission can be called a sword of kindness, and it has not been pulled out to see the light several times. In the past, now, there will be no chance of being drawn out of the sheath in the future and blood is drawn.

Wu Saner has been traveling with Shen Ao, but now she finally lost her feet. She was thinking about business and started to arrange it in Quanzhou. She chose the addresses of several shops, started to repair them, and started to recruit people to build a printing workshop to contact the Lujia Car Store. In the future, Suiya Weekly can radiate to the surrounding areas of Quanzhou through the Lujia Car Store.

Today's Suiya Weekly is no longer the same. There are workshops in Hangzhou, Bianjing, Quanzhou and Luoyang. First, the editions were arranged in Bianjing, and they immediately asked people to send them to various workshops in a hurry to print. After printing, in addition to selling them to the local area, they can also be transported to the surrounding areas by carriages and horses. The influence is enough to spread to the entire Song Dynasty. Especially the gentry in the countryside, they are proud of drinking tea and reading weekly magazines. Some of the big family businesses will ask individuals to wait in the city. Once a new issue of the weekly magazine comes out, they will immediately buy and send them back.

From the previous weekly magazine, it could sell about 400,000 copies. According to Wu Saner's idea, if the printing workshop in Quanzhou was built, it would definitely exceed 500,000.

In addition to the weekly business, although Suiya Poetry Books sold less and roughly more than 10,000 books, Poetry Books have always been able to take the high-quality route and the profit is not low.

As for the business of teahouses and wineries, there is no need to mention it. They are all profitable. There are many people who love tea in Quanzhou and many people who like to drink. As long as the store is selected well, the business will not be a problem.

After only seven or eight days, the first Suiya Tea House in Quanzhou was built. In fact, it cannot be said to be built. It was just a repair of the original shop. As long as you can afford enough money, the speed can be faster.

The opening day was even more lively than the birthday of the Cui family master in the past. Officials and merchants from Quanzhou came to celebrate one after another. Chen Ao invited everyone to have tea here. After experiencing it, he just stood up and left the blame. After such a fuss, Quanzhou people naturally regarded Suiya Tea House as a high-end teahouse, so their business in the future was surprisingly good.

This place is lively, but Bianjing is surprisingly quiet. The news from Quanzhou is still on the way. The capital city has been arguing fiercely some time ago, but it may be interesting to be quarrels. In addition, the Shangguan family left on the spot, which also made people feel bored.

As a result, the entire Bianjing court was like a half-dead person. No one mentioned the matters in Quanzhou, and no one mentioned the trivial matters. The three provinces wanted to be purified, and each department also covered his ears. However, sometimes there were several ***s in Quanzhou, such as the Ministry of War allocating money to pay, and Cai Tao from the Ministry of War was furious when he saw Chen Ao's font of Dong Qichang, and he wanted to strangle this guy to death immediately, but he did not dare to lose anything that he should give.

Cui Zhi suddenly became extremely silent these days. Since Cui Jian's letter was thrown out of the official's hand, he knew that he could no longer speak and could only wait for news from Quanzhou.

At this moment, a fast horse knocked over seven or eight stalls outside the city at the Dongyang Gate of Bianjing, and rushed into the city, strikingly.

Menxia Sheng received the memorial. First, a Shuling Shi scanned the contents of the memorial. He immediately was so scared that his face looked like earth. He couldn't even take out the memorial. The memorial slipped down from his hand. He hurriedly picked up the memorial again and immediately sent it to the recording site. After reading the Shuling Shi, he couldn't help but joke: "What are you doing in a hurry? It's not that the house is on fire and the sky has not collapsed. Wang Rang, you are not the first day you come to Menxia Sheng for business. You should pay attention to it in the future. Menxia Sheng is the center of the world. If you teach people to see you, you still think that Menxia Sheng has no rules."

This is called Wang Rang's Shulingshi, but the Adam's apple rolled. He wanted to say a word, but he couldn't say it. His face turned red and he pointed at the commentary with his fingers, which meant that he would read the record by himself.

The recorder coughed, gently opened the memorial, took a look, and was about to smile and said, "It turned out to be sent by Taifu Chen again. He was in Quanzhou..." Halfway through his words, he couldn't speak anymore, his eyes fell on the number of 1,734, and he took a deep breath: "Where is this...the Grand Master?"

"Didn't the Grand Master sue him for illness? He is still in the mansion."

"Send it here immediately, no, I'll go, I'll go in person." Without saying a word, the recording put the memorial into the box, and almost ran out with the box in his arms. He called a sedan chair and urged him all the way. He finally arrived at Cai's mansion and reported to the doorman, who said, "My master is sick..."

The recorder stomped his feet and said, "The great master must watch what is so big."

The concierge seemed to be hesitating, so he had to come in and report it, and then asked the recorder to go in. Cai Jing was indeed sick. At his age, it was common for him to feel dizzy and fever every few days. Now Fang Fang has improved a little. When he was sitting on the couch, he saw the recorder. When he came in, he didn't say anything, and opened the box and handed over the memorial.

Cai Jing glanced at it, his face turned as usual, and said lightly: "When did it be delivered?"

The recorder said: "Just just now, the news has not been spread yet, and there has not been any viewing in the palace."

Cai Jinghe nodded: "This matter has little to do with us. Please send it to the palace. Don't say anything when you meet someone else."

The recorder said: "What does the Grand Master mean?"

Cai Jing smiled faintly and said, "What are you talking about? The matter has reached this point, which is exactly what the palace and Shen Ao hope. Let's talk about it, this is called ignorance."

Recording Shihe nodded: "It's still the Taishi who thinks it thoroughly."

Cai Jing smiled and shook his head: "This is nothing to do. Chen Ao was punished in Quanzhou. No matter how much he said, it would be useless. But if he had such thunderous methods, it would be useless for you to say anything else. Go."

He didn't say anything about the record, and immediately returned to the door and sent the memorial to the palace.

Cui Zhi entered the palace at noon today. The last time the official family breathed, he had already taught him to be more sober. He could not say anything if he didn't apologize at this time, so he wrote a passionate memorial to apologize and obediently requested the audience. The official family was quite polite, so he was allowed to visit Wenjing Pavilion.

As soon as Cui Zhi entered Wenjing Pavilion, he saw Zhao Ji practicing calligraphy behind the imperial desk, and he was practicing the upper and lower parts. He was the emperor's favorite running script and painting. His subordinates were bound to be vassals. Cui Zhi's running script was also good. He secretly glanced at the running script written by Zhao Ji and couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty's writing style is pursuing strength, and his intentions are natural, and he can't bear to ask for it."

Zhao Ji raised his eyes, looked at him, smiled slightly, then put the pen in the pen holder without any slightest taste, shook his head and said, "It's still a little worse than Chen Qing, it really makes people have a headache." After that, he asked someone to sit down.

Cui Zhi sat down with his body, then learned from his mistakes and said finally: "I cannot restrain my family and let them run rampant in Quanzhou. I deserve to die. Please give your blame to me to serve as a warning."

Zhao Ji just smiled: "You are still effective in doing things. Even the Grand Master said that the Shangshu Province cannot do without you. If you can reflect on me, I will not pursue it." He smiled, looked down at the words for a while, and suddenly said: "Your dear family in Quanzhou has a total of 173 people, right?"

Cui Zhi was stunned. He didn't know that the emperor suddenly said this, and he became alert, but he had to answer honestly: "Your Majesty has insight into the eyes. I am indeed one hundred and seventy-three people in my hometown in Quanzhou."

Zhao Ji said in confusion: "This is strange."

Cui Zhi was stunned for a moment and said, "Why did Your Majesty say this?"

Zhao Ji said: "The memorial sent by Chen Ao clearly states that one hundred and seventy-four people were killed. Chen Ao is really a bastard. Life is at stake, and even the numbers will be wrong."

Cui Zhi heard that he killed 174 people and recalled Zhao Ji's words just now. He was so scared that he was out of control. His brain buzzed and he lost any consciousness. When he got a little bit of mind, he glanced at Zhao Ji and saw Zhao Ji looking at the running script on the imperial desk indifferently. He thought to himself, yes, there was one more, it was Yan'er, and they... all killed...

He slid down from the brocade pier suddenly, as if he had been taken away. He was hit suddenly, even if no one could afford it. Uncle, uncle, brother, nephew, and nephew, he would be gone if he said nothing.

"His Majesty……"

Zhao Ji raised his head with a smile: "What? Didn't I have already said it? This matter has nothing to do with you."

"Your Majesty... I dare to ask... my family..."

Zhao Ji immediately became indifferent at this time: "Oh, it turns out that what you are asking is this. They colluded with pirates and committed illegal activities, which is no different from treason. The evidence is conclusive, with personal evidence and physical evidence. It was first exposed by Hu Hai of the Transportation Department. I ordered Chen Ao to supervise Quanzhou, but it is cheap to engage in it. Now that I encounter such a major rebellion case, of course I cannot spare it easily. Anyone who is involved will be beheaded and displayed in public." After that, he said: "Your beloved is your beloved, your family is your family. I will not blame you for this. Just reflect on yourself, that's it. Let's go back, I still need running scripts."

Cui Zhi was even more scared and looked numb when he got the letter. He wanted to cry without tears. However, in a blink of an eye, the whole family was dead and there was no one living. He thought that the Cui family was in Quanzhou, and he had himself in the court. He wanted to deal with the Chen surnamed, but he would fall into this situation. He stood up slowly, and even the desolate minister refused to say anything, and staggered out of Wenjing Pavilion.

Seeing Cui Zhi leaving, Zhao Ji smiled faintly, picked up a memorial from the imperial desk, read it again, and buried his head at Yang Jian, "Is Chen Ao's behavior too much?"

Yang Jian said, "Your Majesty, I have heard some things about Quanzhou. The official and business trees in Quanzhou are deeply rooted. They are strong by sucking the blood of our Song Dynasty. They collude with pirates and want to resist the imperial envoy and imperial edicts. They do things so badly that they can't cut the mess quickly, and they will definitely be a big trouble in the future. Chen Ao..." Speaking of Chen Ao, Yang Jian smiled and continued, "He is a fool, but after all, he is a scholar. Any scholar who is willing to kill people? I guess he also understood that when his killing was opened, it would certainly attract criticism from many people, but it was for our Song Dynasty. For example, if it weren't for Chen Ao and Thunderous, who would have known that the maritime merchants had accumulated such huge wealth and raised so many sailors and warriors. Not only that, in the court, there were not one or two people speaking for them. Such a huge force was no less than that of the Tianyi Sect, but the Tianyi Sect just pulled the flag in public."

After hearing this, Zhao Ji nodded: "You are right. Chen Ao killed people for me, and I should understand his painstaking efforts. But this killing will be completely over."

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