Martial Arts of the Ming Dynasty: Salted Fish and Jin Yiwei in the Imperial City

Of course, Ye Lan would not do such a mindless thing.

He was full and had nothing to do before he became emperor.

Look at how aggrieved the emperor is now!

Before you take the position, you have to fight with your brothers.

After ascending to the throne, in addition to fighting with his own brothers, he also had to fight with all the officials of the court.

trouble!

Ye Lan looked at the map for a while, and chose the official road to escort the gold.

One is safety.

Anyway, this is above the official path.

Those forces who want to make small moves cannot be too blatant.

This will make his transportation much less stressful.

The second is convenience.

Not to mention that the official road is easy to walk, the cities along the way can be considered big cities, relatively prosperous.

Although the emperor asked him to rectify the morals along the way, Ye Lan would not go to every city with a single-mindedness.

That is courting death!

If I pass by the official road, can't the cities along the way hear the news?

As long as they get wind of it, they will definitely restrain themselves.

At least when I get there, the face project will pass, right?

Ye Lan doesn't care if he can rectify some discipline, hello, hello, hello, everyone, isn't it good?

He can do business with the emperor.

Local officials are like the forces behind themselves.

The emperor can also be ruled by a Haiqing Heyan.

Isn't that great?

so......

"I hope you will be more sensible, and everyone will be better off. If you don't, then I will have to make arrangements in advance..."

Ye Lan put away the map and muttered to herself.

Then he arranged in a loud voice: "Put the car that transports gold at the front of the line! I want to see who doesn't have eyes, and dares to rob my dart!"

Li Gexiao, who was caught by Ye Lan, rolled his eyes in the team.

Isn't this guy too arrogant?

Please!

You are a sixth-rank official of the imperial court, don't act like a muddled bodyguard, okay!

The others also laughed secretly in their hearts, but their hands were not slow.

Whether he is arrogant or not.

Anyway, if something happened, they would not be the first to be held accountable.

......

Escorting gold, naturally, the sooner the better.

The capital is about three thousand miles away from the north of Hunan.

It can be reached in half a day in modern times.

But in ancient times, even if the road was smooth and spacious, Ye Lan and his team would have to travel three or four days.

Even at this time, it was also because Ye Lan and the others were well equipped and their horses were excellent.

Coupled with the almost non-stop driving around the clock, this speed can be achieved.

If it were someone else who was working hard, he might not be able to walk half the distance in ten and a half months.

For most people.

With such a great power, why don't you squander it first and have a try?

Hunting local tyrants along the way and making money, this is something everyone knows well.

Even Jin Yiwei and the others were thinking about how they should get a little extra money when the time comes.

But Ye Lan was not as everyone wished.

There is no rush to rectify the discipline.

Ye Lan didn't stop much along the way, nor did she check the accounts.

It surprised those big bosses in the capital who were always paying attention to this matter.

Because in their view, with Ye Lan's performance in the "Yizhimei" incident, it is impossible to get such a large power and remain indifferent.

In this way, some people who want to take advantage of Ye Lan's mistakes and read his book can't find a way to talk about it.

You can't join his book and rush day and night to rescue the victims, ignoring the health of Jin Yiwei and others, right?

Isn't this funny!

Every time Ye Lan passed through a big city, he bought food in large quantities.

Those people were like flies seeing shit, and caught on to this topic like crazy.

Yan Song was happy to see all this, and the members of the Donglin Party were no exception.

Those officials of the Southern Party fanned the flames crazily because the "Southern Tour" matter was related to the lives of their family members.

It can even be said that such an excerpt was instigated by them.

This made the emperor one head and two big.

Emperor Tianwu could see such excerpts almost every day, but he suppressed them all.

He believed that Ye Lan must have her own intentions.

Just like at the beginning, he believed that Ye Lan could solve the "Yizhimei" and "Wei Zhongxian" incidents.

"Ye Aiqing...don't let me down!" Emperor Tianwu put a note aside.

"See your books, I'll keep them for you, and when you return to Beijing, I'll vent my anger on them..."

Liu Xi beside him was in a cold sweat.

Long live Lord, this is really... Trusting Ye Lan!

......

And Ye Lan, whom Emperor Tianwu placed high hopes on, was eating roast chicken in the fast-running carriage at the moment.

The team with only three trucks before has now become a huge team of nearly two hundred transport vehicles.

Food, food, food!

In the past three days, Ye Lan made a big purchase every time he passed a big city, and only then did he have the current scale.

And the team with only more than 200 people at the start has grown to more than 500 people!

Those are righteous men from the rivers and lakes, and the enthusiastic people knew that this was a disaster relief team, so they spontaneously escorted them to the disaster relief team.

Also because of the increasingly large team, the speed of travel was slowed down.

Ye Lan didn't arrive in Xiangbei until the fifth day...

Chapter 33 Gold has been fought, Huizhou welcomes Jinyi

During the few days on the road, Ye Lan didn't pay much attention to the fact that nothing good came out of the check-in.

When I arrived in northern Hunan, I could see displaced people everywhere.

In fact, before arriving in northern Hunan, victims of disasters fleeing from northern Hunan have already appeared one after another.

Some people drag their families and support each other.

There are also those who are lonely and alone, struggling to survive.

And the closer you are to the disaster area, the more human tragedy you can see.

Houses destroyed by floods, or victims fighting for a little food...

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to understand the feeling in your heart.

Ye Lan knows that he is a pleasure-seeking person, but that doesn't mean he has no conscience.

After all, even if he wanted to have fun and enjoy privileges, he had to be backed by someone.

Ordinary people are gone, who can he find pleasure?

On the way to the disaster area, he naturally knew that there were spies from other forces appearing.

It's just that they didn't rob the transportation team, so Ye Lan didn't bother them.

In the cities along the way, every time Ye Lan arrived, they behaved very well.

Occasionally check for corruption and the like, and they have done a good job on the surface, making it impossible to find fault.

Ye Lan was in a hurry to transport the gold, so naturally he didn't delve into it too much.

But when the gold transportation is over, the real "Southern Tour" will start, and then these people will suffer!

......

Give the gold to the officials who come to hand it over.

Together with him, there is the huge food convoy.

"Ye Baihu, the food you exchanged is really a great favor to the common people!"

The official with his trouser legs rolled up and his face still a little muddy showed a bright smile at this moment.

Regardless of whether he was acting or what, at least he did show a side of loving the people like a son.

Ye Lan couldn't find anything wrong with it.

"Master Zhou, I have already delivered the gold, and the food is naturally gathered for the people in the disaster area.

It was a kind of love shown by the people who donated spontaneously when I passed through major cities along the way. "

"Thank you, thank you!" Mr. Zhou couldn't help thanking him, and hurriedly found someone to move food and gold.

Huang Jing naturally cannot be eaten directly, and it will take time to exchange it for disaster relief supplies.

Ye Lan's food just filled this gap.

The righteous men and the enthusiastic people who followed the convoy to rescue the disaster in northern Hunan have dispersed, and each went to help.

Ye Lan politely declined the polite invitations from these officials, big and small.

If it weren't for the gold, he couldn't use it at will, lest he be charged with abusing the treasury.

Ye Lan really wanted to exchange all the gold for food.

Who knows how many of these golds will fall on the heads of ordinary people when they are distributed layer by layer?

But the situation is like this, it has been like this since ancient times, this is not something Ye Lan can change with a token.

The people in the disaster area were waiting for life-saving money, and Ye Lan couldn't afford to do anything wrong at this juncture.

Thinking out of sight and out of mind, I went around the disaster area.

Not for anything else.

Just show your face and give the emperor a reputation.

Why are those forces rushing to transport gold?

Not because this is a good opportunity to gain reputation.

Winning the hearts and minds of the people has always been something that the officials and lords in the court will not give up.