Silk is made from silk and originally has no color, so it needs to be colored with dyes. The case of bloody silk is not only the tone of later generations, but also a rumor in Dazhen at that time, implying that the officialdom is stained with blood.
Once this case came to an end, if even petty officials were counted, the number of officials who were brought down would have to be counted in the thousands, those who committed serious crimes would have been killed in large numbers, and the number of accomplices and evil servants would have been countless.
The underworlds in various Wanzhou places were well prepared in advance to receive this batch of sinful souls so that their evil spirits would not be contaminated by the executioners and officials handling the case.
The amount of gold, silver and other valuables seized from private vaults in various parts of Wanzhou was too numerous to count at one time, and the number of unsolved cases that were brought to light was even greater. In addition to the majority of unjust cases involving ordinary people, there were also many upright officials who were framed and persecuted.
Yin Zhaoxian was stationed in Lishun Prefecture and deployed many officials in the inspection team who were originally planning to help stabilize government affairs. From overturning unjust cases to statistics, from search to arrest of missed arrests, he personally presided over all matters and was concerned about the process and results.
Although six out of ten Wanzhou officials were removed, if one looks at it in detail, in fact, eight out of ten is still too few. In this environment, there are very few people with clean bottoms. But as long as they do not violate the bottom line set by Yin Zhaoxian, he will turn a blind eye to some minor offenses, and let them go after giving them a slight punishment. It is true that Wanzhou is too short of officials now.
When the news reached the capital, the whole court was shocked. All the civil and military officials were horrified. The news even spread throughout the country of Dazhen, shocking both officials and civilians.
Wanzhou's few upright officials applauded, and even those who did not drink got drunk at the end of the year. The people of Wanzhou went from being nervous at first to being ecstatic.
The best New Year gift that thousands of households in Wanzhou receive at the end of the year is an exciting piece of news.
The government's public notice roughly means: In all prefectures and counties of Wanzhou, anyone whose land has been occupied can redeem it at the price at which they were forced to sell it. Even if they have no money, they can mortgage it with a slightly increased harvest tax for the next three years. They can choose to grow grain or mulberry trees. All parties in the Wanzhou silk weaving industry must purchase mulberry leaves or silkworm cocoons from the people at a reasonable price.
Yin Zhaoxian's most prescient move was to eliminate evil and leave only officials and a few merchants. Under careful protection, he did not directly interrupt the industrial chain of Wanzhou silk weaving, but made the profit distribution relatively reasonable, at least allowing the people to live in peace. Although he had not studied too many economic theory systems, he instinctively felt that this was the most appropriate approach.
The vigorous campaign to rectify officialdom and restore people's livelihood in Wanzhou lasted until the end of spring before it settled down.
There were many times of confusion due to lack of manpower and inexperience in some places, but as time went on, all parties became more and more proficient under the leadership of Yin Zhaoxian, and even the seed reserves for the people to re-cultivate the fields were taken into consideration, and there was no delay in silk production.
Students and princes from some academies in Wanzhou were also summoned by officials to help, and the situation in Wanzhou was barely stabilized.
Dazhen implemented a quarterly tax collection system. It was originally thought that due to the chaos at the beginning of the year, Wanzhou's economy in the second year would definitely be affected, so the tax collection would be a bit worse. However, there was a huge amount of stolen money. Even if most of it was turned over to the national treasury, the rest would be enough to support the reconstruction of Wanzhou's economy.
Wanzhou's economy did suffer a severe short-term blow, but in fact, taxes are still more than 20% higher than the same period last year. This is because after reducing the layers of exploitation, the normal amount is now higher.
After the news reached Kyoto, Emperor Yuande, who had been suffering from an illness due to depression, was rarely pleased. He dragged his sick body to the morning court the next day after receiving the Wanzhou memorial. In front of all the civil and military officials in the court, he praised Yin Zhaoxian's "talent to assist the king."
After this battle, Yin Zhaoxian's name once again resounded throughout the literati community, and he became famous throughout the world, with countless people admiring and respecting him.
Of course, there were also many people who hated Yin Zhaoxian to the core, and he even narrowly escaped two assassination attempts in the previous few months.
In the early summer of the Bingxu year, in the lobby of the Lishun government office in the early morning, Yin Zhaoxian and his subordinates bowed their heads and maintained a ceremonial posture.
An old eunuch stood in front of the government office and loudly chanted rice paper.
"The Emperor has received the order. Yin Zhaoxian, the prefect of Lishun Prefecture, is loyal to the Emperor and patriotic. He has eradicated corruption, served as an honest official, and has made remarkable achievements. He has governed Wanzhou effectively, making the government harmonious and the people happy. Yin Zhaoxian is hereby appointed as the prefect of Wanzhou and concurrently the prefect of Yunbo Prefecture. I decree this!"
While listening to the imperial edict, Yin Zhaoxian even felt a bit dazed and did not react until the imperial edict was finished.
"Master Yin, Master Yin, why don't you accept my order?"
Yin Zhaoxian then reacted and led his subordinates to receive the imperial edict and thank the emperor for his grace.
"Yin Zhaoxian thanks the emperor for his grace!"
. . .
When Yin Zhaoxian was receiving the title in the government office of Lishun Prefecture, Ji Yuan was sitting in the small pavilion writing something with a pen.
At this moment, Ji Yuan felt something in his heart. He stopped sitting quietly and a white piece appeared on the fingertips of his left hand. It seemed that he could feel his friend's mood changes and emotions through the chess pieces.
"The greatness is rolling, the virtue is clear and bright."
In the artistic conception of mountains and rivers, one can clearly feel that pieces of mysterious yellow energy appear out of nothing. Although he has felt the increase of mysterious yellow energy before, it was usually as thin as a gossamer. On the whole, Ji Yuan used to be more like "living off his past capital".
This has been proven many times to be the mysterious yellow energy of merit and virtue. It first appeared when Zhaojiazhuang received the imperial edict. It should be said that in addition to the imperial edict, Ji Yuan also made the artistic conception alchemy furnace show the true meaning of the five elements, and transformed it into yin and yang fires, and at the same time gave birth to the original Samadhi true fire.
The imperial command sound is the most practical and versatile means in Ji Yuan's hands. The Samadhi True Fire not only makes Ji Yuan's magic power refining speed incredibly fast, but now it has also turned from virtual to real. If used properly, it will definitely be extremely powerful.
Moreover, the true meaning of the five elements on the alchemy furnace was also what Ji Yuan discovered after he passed the game of Yanqi. It helped Ji Yuan to improve his own cultivation in disguise. Although the Dantian and the acupoints in his body still needed to be developed bit by bit, the efficiency was also quite good.
It can be said that most of the benefits contained in the original "Zhengde Baogonglu" went to Ji Yuan.
But only the Xuanhuang Qi, although it was manifested and felt by Ji Yuan because of the imperial order, he could feel that it was not caused by "Zhengde Baogonglu", but existed in Ji Yuan's own artistic conception, but it only appeared after that time.
As for the root cause, it is probably related to the original chessboard.
"Records of Zhengde Baogong" is naturally an opportunity for the land of Zhao, but there may also be a reason why someone is waiting for something. Ji Yuan dare not say that the person he is waiting for is himself, but it is definitely someone similar to himself, and his nature may simply be the same as that of the Xuanhuang Qi.
"The key move in chess... there is only one piece left!"
Ji Yuan's sigh was not to say that his other black and white pieces were useless, but that the only one who could really play an important role on the "chessboard" so far was his good friend Master Yin, which could be considered as a guarantee for Dazhen.
Thinking of this, Ji Yuan carefully looked at a chess piece that appeared and disappeared in his artistic conception. It represented Monk Hui Tong.
This state was also very strange, it could only be said to be close to maturity, and it was not a phenomenon that occurred when they separated, but a change that began to appear after a while after the separation. At that time, Ji Yuan himself didn't know what was going on, and he almost flew to Tingliang State to ask.
But even though he wasn't born, Ji Yuan could sense that the monk was fine, which was a good thing.
'Master Hui Tong has been gone for more than half a year, and I don't know what he has discovered.'
After expressing his feelings, Ji Yuan came back to his senses and continued writing.
The paper on the stone table was ordinary paper, but the words were extraordinary. What was written on it was his deduction of the imperial edict law, and next to it was his deduction of the world in his sleeves.
The jujube flowers on the jujube tree above my head are newly blooming this year, but compared to the past, the fragrance of the jujube flowers no longer fills the streets and alleys. Instead, it has turned into a fresh scent that is no longer obvious to the sense of smell, and you can't even smell it if you don't smell it carefully. However, it makes Tianniufang and the surrounding residents feel more comfortable.
"Pah..."
There was a slight sound of claws falling, and Hu Yun climbed over the wall and landed in the yard. Seeing Ji Yuan in the yard, he hurriedly saluted with his claws held high.
"Hello, Mr. Ji."
"Well, remember to go through the door next time."
The fox scratched the forehead behind its ear and walked on its hind legs to Ji Yuan.
"I was afraid you were sleeping and it would be bad if I woke you up."
What Hu Yun said was true. Mr. Ji's sleeping time was getting longer and longer. He usually woke up only once every three days. Sometimes it was normal for him to sleep for ten days or half a month.
Although Mr. Ji said that his eyesight was not good, well, Hu Yun actually didn't notice it, but Mr. Ji's ears were really sharp and he could not miss any noise. Hu Yun thought that knocking on the door would easily disturb Mr. Ji's rest or practice.
Seeing that Mr. Ji ignored him, Hu Yun lay down on the stone table with a lack of interest and told him the purpose of his visit.
"Mr. Ji, Lu Shanjun has started to lose his hair. He said that he hasn't lost his hair in over a hundred years. I'm a little worried that there might be something wrong with his practice, so I came to ask you."
Ji Yuan smiled without saying anything, took out a new piece of paper and wrote four big words.
Hu Yun watched carefully from the side and could not help but read aloud: "Reborn..."
The fox was stunned for a moment and then suddenly looked at Ji Yuan.
"Mr. Ji, is Lu Shanjun going to transform?"
"It's still too early, but it's a good thing. It's very meaningful to be reborn before transforming. Ordinary monsters don't do this."
As Ji Yuan was speaking, the words on the paper flashed with light. He picked it up and blew on it, and all the ink dried up on its own.
"Then which monsters can be reborn? Can I do it?"
The fox pointed at himself and asked expectantly.
Ji Yuan just glanced at him sideways and did not answer the second half of his question. He then slowly opened his mouth and told the answer to the first half.
"For example, when a water creature with a unique talent transforms into a dragon, it will be reborn."