Chapter 25 Huang Shanren, don’t speak nonsense.

With money, Li Yunze started the buying, buying, buying mode.

We provide tents for typhoon victims to have temporary shelter after they lose their homes, and we place an order for tens of thousands of tents in one go.

Thousands of buckets of water purification tablets can be bought to solve the problem of clean drinking water.

There are hundreds of boxes of medicines to prevent and control the spread of plague after disasters.

He also ordered hundreds of tons of sugar to distribute to the victims.

Sweetness can make people feel happy, which is an important material to relieve the mood of disaster victims.

More than 10,000 tons of coal were purchased as fuel.

In the Ming Dynasty, there was basically no coal production in Jiangnan, and even if it did, the output was too small to be used.

In addition, there are a large number of emergency, unpackaged instant noodles, canned food, dehydrated vegetables, etc.

As for other daily necessities such as food, cloth, and salt, various tools and grains for resuming production, bricks and tiles for rebuilding homes, etc., they can be supplied in sufficient quantities within the time and space of the Ming Dynasty.

After the supplies arrived, they were sent via Yangtze River Navy ships to Jiashao and other places offshore Zhejiang for storage in preparation for the upcoming typhoon.

The unknown Ni Yuanlu, the director of the Imperial Academy of Yingtian Prefecture, was appointed by Li Yunze as the censor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provinces, and also set out to inspect various places in Jiashao.

He is the disaster relief minister chosen by Li Yunze, and he has the power to distribute various materials.

The reason why Ni Yuanlu was chosen was not only because she chose to die for her country after being hanged on the Meishan Mountain in Chongzhen, but also because this person's reputation records were all upright.

With so much supplies, I don’t know how many people will be willing to lend their hands when the time comes.

Without an upright person in charge, the victims will get nothing when a typhoon comes.

After arranging these things, Li Yunze began to wrap up the blood alliance case.

Under the long drought, the air in Yingtianfu has gradually become humid over the past two days.

Today, the sky is covered with dense clouds, and it is raining heavily, and the wind and rain are gradually increasing.

Li Yunze understood that this was the peripheral impact of the typhoon that was about to land.

This is only a peripheral area a few hundred kilometers away, and the rain is already so heavy.

If the typhoon is about to land in Jiashao and other places, the rain and wind will be so loud!

The notice to evacuate as many people as possible has been carried by Ni Yuanlu, hoping to save more people.

Li Yunze, who originally didn't plan to go there in person, was really worried.

After worrying about the people along the coast, his attention finally turned to Fengtian Hall.

The hall was full of people. The nobles, civil servants and local tyrants from all over Jiangnan who were involved in the blood alliance case crowded the hall.

"Xu Hongji, for the sake of General Xu Da, I will only confiscate your family's title and property, and allow your family to be exiled with their ancestral tablets, without pardon. Are you willing to plead guilty?"

Li Yunze's fault was the first to fall on the nobles.

He had no sympathy or mercy for these nobles.

In the past, when he didn't have soldiers and horses in his hands, he dared to use Tongzhou's grain affairs to kill the nobles of the capital.

Now that the army is on the side, the sand sculptures are taking the initiative to put the handle into his hands. Of course, they are going to kill him.

In essence, there is not much difference in the harm done to the common people of the Ming Dynasty by nobles and clans.

Xu Hongji, who was obviously in a daze, shook for a moment.

He still can't figure out why he gave birth to such a big idiot like Xu Wenjue.

It doesn't matter whether you want to cause trouble or even assassinate the emperor. The only thing is that you must succeed!

Whether he was sure of victory or not, he foolishly joined in, even thinking that he could buy off Cao Bianjiao with eight hundred thousand taels of silver.

Don't you think that what you are going to do is a major event in Shatou. You want to spend a little money to win over the leading generals personally selected by the emperor?

Without enough trust, the emperor allowed such a young Cao Bianjiao to lead troops outside and take over Yingtian City.

How can this trust and future be bought with eight hundred thousand taels of silver!

In the past, I used money to hit people with money in various places in the south of the Yangtze River, thinking that everyone could fall down with money.

If Xu Hongji were to do this in person, he would immediately marry off his biological daughter and then invest all the wealth of the Duke of Wei!

Eight hundred thousand taels? How could Cao Bianjiao take this seriously compared to his future prospects?

The young people who have no hair on their lips and do things poorly have made the nobles of Jiangnan miserable.

The trembling Xu Hongji was in a daze for a long time, and then he kowtowed heavily and said, "I am guilty."

There was a heavy storm outside the palace, but it was extremely quiet inside.

"Do you hate me?" Li Yunze leaned over and asked softly, "If you do, just say it. Don't be afraid, it's okay."

"Long live."

Xu Hongji, who has become much older and no longer as high-spirited as before in the dirt garden, kept smiling bitterly, "The people in my family can still live, and the ancestral tablets have not been smashed and can be taken away. I only have gratitude in my heart, how can I dare to hold grudges."

Conspiracy like this will lead to the annihilation of the clan. Even the ancestral tablets will be smashed and burned.

There is no doubt that Li Yunze's handling of the matter was liberal.

After all, his ancestor was General Xu Da, who expelled the Tartars and restored China.

This face should still be given.

Xu Hongji did hate him, but what he hated even more was his incompetent son.

If you don’t have the ability, then don’t participate!

"All the distinguished families involved in the case will be treated accordingly." Li Yunze naturally asked, "Is there anyone dissatisfied?"

The sound of wind and rain outside the hall suddenly increased, but it became increasingly quiet inside Fengtian Hall.

A family that had been wealthy for centuries was suddenly ruined and condemned to exile. Of course, they were dissatisfied.

But compared to the whole family dying together, this is already the best outcome.

After waiting for a while, no one objected.

Li Yunze waved his hand, "Then go back and pack up and get ready to hit the road."

In fact, there is nothing to take away, except the ancestral tablets.

The nobles stood up in twos and threes, staggered out of Fengtian Hall like zombies, and plunged into the majestic heavy rain.

According to legend, the noble family that has existed for two hundred years has been completely eliminated from this moment.

Li Yunze was merciful towards the nobles.

But when he turned his attention to the local civil and military affairs, the atmosphere immediately changed.

"You are my ministers, but you plan to participate in the assassination, and even pretend to support King Fu." Looking at the civil and military officials in Jiangnan, Li Yunze sneered again and again, "Is there anyone who is complaining?"

Now that we have reached this point, no one can cry out for injustice, because it is useless to cry out.

Some people only have begging for mercy and justification. Scholars know best what sophistry is.

Even if you actively bully others, you can still excuse yourself for being hurt. Let the person who was bullied write a self-criticism and apologize.

Li Yunze, who felt a little bored, waved his hand and said, "Take him down and go to the execution ground with Zhao Zhilong and the others at 3:00 noon tomorrow."

The originally crowded Fengtian Hall was now quite empty.

Li Yunze's eyes fell on the wealthy gentry.

"I heard that you build bridges and pave roads, give alms to the orphans and widows, and worship the Buddha devoutly. You are a well-known good person." Li Yunze asked curiously, "Why would such good people like you do such treacherous things?"

A burly man raised his head and looked at Li Yunze, "Your Majesty, the common people have something to say!"

Waving to signal the Jin Yiwei who wanted to step forward to teach him a lesson, Li Yunze asked, "Who are you?"

"Huang Wenhuan, a grassroots man, is in the shipping business."

"Oh, it turns out to be a sea lord. What do you want to say?"

"A man dares to act responsibly, but ordinary people are not complaining about injustice." Huang Wenhuan kowtowed heavily, then frowned and shouted, "But ordinary people are also forced to do so!"

"What did I force you to do?"

"It's not Your Majesty." Huang Wenhuan pointed to Master Hongdu, the host of Miaojue Temple not far away. "They were the ones who forced me!"

The kind-hearted Master Hongdu recited the Buddha's name, "Good man Huang, don't speak nonsense."

Huang Wenhuan was already broken, and he was not afraid of threats at all: "Your Majesty, we didn't want to participate in the rebellion, but this bald donkey forced us to do so because of the money we owe."

Li Yunze, who looked amused, nodded repeatedly, "Go on, make it clear."

"Amitabha~~~" Master Hongdu over there proclaimed the Buddha's name again, as if to threaten Huang Wenhuan.

"Twenty slaps." Li Yunze stretched out his hand and pointed. "If he says a word without permission, he will be slapped ten times."

Master Hongdu is very famous in Jiangnan, and he is a highly respected guest wherever he goes.

Even this rebellion was only implicated at the end, and he had never been arrested and tortured before.
To be continued...