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Chapter 187 Gold Medal Warning

It was enough to plant a few corn and recruit fifty people, but in order to prevent the local toasts from robbing food, Yan Chengjin recruited Li Kang to 3,000 people.

There is also another purpose, to reclaim more wasteland and plant rice in Hainan.

Hainan is a rich treasure island, but from the Han Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty, it was only regarded by the court as a wilderness where prisoners were exiled.

Su Dongpo was exiled in Hainan. I will not hate him if I die in the southern desert. I am so happy that I am the most famous person in my life.

Hainan is somewhat similar to Guizhou Dragon Farm, with dragons and tigers lying, and chieftains fighting severely.

"This person must know how to fight and fight, and be good at farming." Yan Chengjin suddenly thought of someone.

Xu Jinzhong, a thousand households in the Beijing camp, had farmland.

When I was building a city wall in the schoolyard, I found that this person was a talented person. The walls were solid and solid, diligent, and occasionally he even gave the team a bloody blow.

With the position of military supervisor in the Beijing camp, it should not be difficult for Emperor Hongzhi to ask for people. Yan Chengjin entered the palace and requisitioned 1,000 people from the military farm camp with Emperor Hongzhi. Emperor Hongzhi quickly agreed.

Xu Jinzhong came to the barracks with a smile: "I heard that the military supervisor was looking for him, so I came."

"How about going to Hainan for military farming?"

Xu Jinzhong's face suddenly turned into eggplant color: "Sir, I really can't joke. Hainan is the place where prisoners are exiled."

"The officials never joke." Yan Chengjin took out the transfer order.

The recruitment of Liangxiang is in full swing. I heard that it is so high that many refugees gathered at the door of the yamen to inquire.

It is normal to pay triple wages when going overseas.

Leaving his hometown, but some refugees were hesitant.

Liang Shisan made up his mind and said to his father Liang Zhong: "Dad, the two children in the family are going to school, and I can earn more money this time..."

"Go, Lord Zhang is very good to us refugees, and it is also worth repaying Lord Zhang." Liang Zhong had not finished speaking.

Liangxiang's wages were 70 cents a day, and he registered the list and received four taels and two cents of silver.

Liang Shisan brought a few torn clothes and joined the imperial court's land reclamation brigade.

One day later, Xu Jinzhong brought a thousand soldiers in the military farm camp to Liangxiang with a bitter face, and led three thousand refugees with Li Kang to prepare to go to Tianjin Port and sent a ship to Hainan by Tianjin Wei.

Before leaving, Yan Chengjin handed over eight corn to Li Kang and had two letters.

"It is dangerous to go to Hainan. If something happens to a disaster, open these two letters to take a look."

"Brother Gao, take care of yourself!"

Li Kang packed the corn and letters and set out on the road to Tianjin Wei, and three thousand refugees followed him.

...

Xie Yu is still locked in the yamen.

"Official, the villain handed over everything, when will he release him?"

He was worried about Yaxing's business. Since there were more businessmen in Liangxiang, Yaxing's business has been booming.

I saw that at this moment, a stranger came in.

This person is smart and can count, and it was Yan Chengjin who asked Zhang Xian to keep him.

"Do you like counting money?"

"???" Xie Yu was a little confused.

But the man said again: "Are you a angel investor accountant?"

My own family’s accounts are all employed to settle the accounts. Do you ask me to settle the accounts for you? Xie Yuxin spat and smiled and said, “I respect the villain too much. The villain is just an ordinary merchant, so how can he settle the accounts.”

"You dare to say that you are a merchant if you can't settle the score?"

There are too many sources of money in Yan's mansion, including Liangxiang workshops, bookstores, salary, angel investors, Yingkesong Restaurants and shops in Liangxiang.

There is a shortage of a first-class accountant.

When traveling businessmen needed a road guide, there was information about Xie Yu on the road guide, and Yan Chengjin checked it out in a very unkind manner.

Xie Yu was a scholar in Chenghua for ten years. He failed the imperial examination and his family declined and finally got into business.

He is very good at math. He puts his fingers on the abacus, and he can dance like he is on the keyboard. His fingering is faster than that of a young bachelor.

Xie Yu looked at the stranger in front of him and saw that he was errands for people. Now he is about to make a fortune. Can I do more business as a monthly salary as I do?

Pooh!

"The villain really can't settle the score."

"My young master is your angel investor. The regulations state that if you breach the contract, Yaxing belongs to my young master."

As he said that, he handed over a covenant book that he was extremely familiar with.

The gift of fate has long been priced, so of course he could not help. Xie Yu's face was ashamed.

"You send a message to the villain and give the account book to the villain. If the villain does not act as the accountant, he can settle the accounts for you."

"First mark this secret deed and the enrollment deed."

The door passed through the gap in the cell and handed the letter of the deed into it.

Xie Yu glanced at it: "I signed it, is it too good to be a villain?"

“This is natural.”

Xie Yu hesitated for a long time before signing on the top.

In the past two days, the account books were sent to the shop. The number was so large that it was impossible to calculate all night long. Xie Yu secretly asked which bastard asked him to settle the score and not pay the wages?

Unexpectedly, someone sent a small note: Warning, warning, you have touched the taboo!

Looking down, there is a line of small words: Burn after reading

Xie Yu didn't believe in evil, and a few days later, he spent a lot of money to ask people from the yamen for inquiries.

I received a letter from something again, and I was scared!

"One thing" is the gold medal for avoiding death. After Emperor Wen, he was awarded a title and gave it a gift, which was an iron voucher for the alchemy book.

This angel investor is 80% of the lords in the capital!

Xie Yu trembled and opened the letter, only a few words: A warning for the gold medal to avoid death!

This is the first time that the gold medal warning is not allowed to be killed, and if it is the second time...

Look carefully and there is also: Burn after reading it

Xie Yu quickly burned the letter and never dared to inquire again.

Seeing that he was honest, Yan Chengjin asked someone to copy the account book and give it to Xie Yu for settlement.

When Wang Busui sent it, he had already calculated it once and Xie Yu calculated it again. It would be fine if he could match it.

"The account book is a bit different, but it is not very different. Wang Busui is still honest." Yan Chengjin looked through the account book he sent back, and the difference between the one Wang Busui calculated was only ten taels of silver.

This difference may be rounded.

Today, when I entered the palace, I specially asked the sedan chair to come half an hour in advance, so that I could get into the sedan chair directly after leaving the Meridian Gate.

"You are Yan Chengjin!"

Yan Chengjin didn't turn around and pretended not to hear him. He didn't even recognize him. He either asked for help or found fault.

Listening to this tone, 70% of them are looking for trouble.

The court is becoming increasingly unsafe. Whether it is a clean or a bad official, there are few people who have a good ending in the Ming Dynasty.

Yan Chengjin didn't want to have too many entanglements with the court officials.

Even Yang Tinghe believed this real acting skills. He thought he had called the wrong person, so he quickly said to the sedan chair: "Sorry, I thought you were Yan Chengjin."

No need to be sorry... I am Yan Chengjin. Yan Chengjin looked through the rearview mirror and saw that this person looked square and looked like a good person. I don’t know who it was.

There are hundreds of officials in the court, of all sizes. Except for the male group of the cabinet, they may have heard of other names, but they may not know them.

Yang Tinghe looked around and thought to go to the Censorate's Office to find someone, but the censor on duty said that Yan Chengjin was on duty.

It was only two days later that he knew what despair was.

I couldn't find the Yan family's mansion and there was no one in the yamen to pay attention to it, so I had the idea of ​​giving up looking for this person.

"Mr. Dai, please ask you to inquire about the Censor Yan Chengjin."

Dai Shan turned her head, Yang Tinghe looked at him in a quiet and scholarly manner, looking at the Ming Lu deaf.

"Yan Chengjin?" Yang Tinghe shouted in confusion.

Yan Chengjin turned his head and blinked: "This adult is looking for me?"

Yang Tinghe was so angry that he searched for three days!

"You come out with me, I have something to say to you!"

Yan Chengjin looked at Dai Shan. Now Yan Chengjin is the gold medal censor of the Censorate. Dai Shan naturally wants to protect him and said, "Brother Jung-in, let's talk about it here if you have something to do."

Yang Tinghe said to Yan Chengjin: "The prince Chengri was lazy in his studies. When I heard that I would go to your mansion when I left the palace. You are also a lecturer in the imperial lecture. How could you be so indulgent!"

Yan Chengjin's expression was as usual and he didn't say anything.

Yang Tinghe was angry: "Why don't you talk?"

"The official doesn't know what to say."

I don’t know what to say, Yang Yan and the rooster are full of spirits.

On the second day, Yang Tinghe almost turned his back on his face, and the Censorate issued more than a dozen memorials to impeach him.

"It's so damn ruthless. I just said that the prince was lazy in his studies and impeached me for his poor publicity!"

Yan Chengjin, this dog thing!

Is this official not allowed to write an impeachment memorial?

Yang Tinghe opened the book, waved his pen and ink, drew the iron and painted the silver hook, and counted Yan Chengjin's crimes, and impeached him.
Chapter completed!
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