Qin Mu was badly injured when he came out of Ganzhou government office, not only his back was injured, but also his purse was injured.
Yang Tinglin was a relatively traditional civil servant who was very loyal to the emperor. What Qin Mu had done this time had exceeded the duties of a subject. When Yang Tinglin repeatedly asked Qin Mu in the back court whether he wanted to rebel, it was not just an ordinary angry remark. He really suspected that Qin Mu had such an idea.
Qin Mu had to use a lot of words and swear to heaven and earth that he had no intention of rebelling before Yang Tinglin could tentatively believe that he was acting on impulse. Of course, he could only tentatively believe it. It was impossible to completely eliminate Yang Tinglin's doubts with just a few oaths.
In fact, Yang Tinglin "tentatively" believed him out of helplessness. In fact, Yang Tinglin did not dare to push him too far.
At present, the two most powerful thousand-household units in Ganzhou are actually controlled by Qin Mu. Not to mention the Huichang thousand-household unit, at Qin Mu's command, Huo Sheng led thousands of troops to attack Nanchang City. Isn't this enough to illustrate the problem
Another captain of the Xinfeng Thousand Households, Meng Ke, was brought from Nanjing by Qin Mu, so he naturally followed Qin Mu's lead, at least that was what Yang Tinglin thought.
If Qin Mu is really pushed into a corner, the whole of Ganzhou will change in an instant.
Yang Tinglin knew very well that from a military perspective, no one in Ganzhou could control Qin Mu. Worried, he had to use the relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law to suppress Qin Mu and restrict him in terms of money and grain.
The fact that a salt pond was dug out in Huichang could not be concealed. The only thing that could be concealed temporarily was the output of salt. Qin Mu asked Ning Yuan to garrison in Zhoutian Town with 300 men and horses. The area around the salt pond was designated as a military restricted area, and no outsiders were allowed to enter. The salt pond was distributed to many merchants and private salt dealers, so it was difficult for outsiders to find out the specific output of the salt pond.
Now Yang Tinglin not only intends to find out the specific output of Zhoutian Salt Pond, but also plans to send someone to take over the management. Qin Mu does not want to raise the flag of rebellion directly. Once he is branded as a traitor, he will lose his righteousness and it will be very disadvantageous.
Therefore, he could not refuse Yang Tinglin's request to send people to the salt pond to manage and supervise it. In this way, the output of the salt pond would be difficult to conceal, and the source of funds for supporting the army would be cut off.
In the Ming Dynasty, the prefecture, county and city governments also imitated the system of the six central ministries, setting up six departments: Personnel, Revenue, Rites, Military, Justice and Works, corresponding to the six central ministries.
This time, Yang Tinglin sent Wei Yingchao, the ambassador of the Taxation Department who was in charge of collecting commercial taxes and property transfer taxes, and six minor officials from the Taxation Department to go to Huichang with Qin Mu.
Looking at these seven guys, Qin Mu frowned. He could put the military governor Wang Gong under house arrest, but he couldn't do that to these seven guys. If these people didn't report after arriving in Huichang, Yang Tinglin would immediately have further reaction.
Qin Mu couldn't think of a good solution for the moment, so he could only take one step at a time.
It is now early July and autumn has arrived, but the southern Jiangxi region has not yet felt the coolness of autumn. The sun is scorching in the sky, the ground is rolling with heat waves, and yellow dust is everywhere where horses' hooves pass.
The leaves on the roadside were swaying in the sun, giving people a vibrant feeling. On the slope, a villager wearing a straw hat was cursing loudly and chasing two half-grown boys.
From the scolding of the villagers, we can know that the two half-grown boys could not bear the hunger and came to the fields to steal sweet potatoes to eat.
Large tracts of slopes are covered with green sweet potato seedlings. The southern Jiangxi region has had abundant rainfall during this period, and the sweet potatoes are growing well.
These sweet potatoes on the roadside were newly planted, and the vines were only three feet long. Even if they grew potatoes, they were only as big as fingers. It was a pity to harvest them at this time. No wonder the fellow was so angry and kept chasing me.
But for the starving children, even a sweet potato as big as a finger is always better than eating grass roots and wild vegetables. Although the refugees who suffered from the war have been allocated fields and planted crops, they have hope. But before the crops in the fields can be harvested, this period will be the most difficult time for them.
Yang Tinglin was a good official who had been doing his best to provide relief to the victims. However, Ganzhou Prefecture had limited money and grain, and the imperial court had no money or grain allocated to it, so refugees still starved to death from time to time.
Qin Mu didn't have any good solution for this. Apart from trying his best to provide relief, he could only let the victims endure it. Once the fields had a harvest, everything would be fine.
Seeing Qin Mu's worried look, Liu Meng, who was accompanying him, rode up to ride beside him. He turned his head to look at Wei Yingchao and the clerks, and said with a grin, "They are just a few small fry. Why should you worry about them, sir?"
Qin Mu felt uncomfortable all over and replied lazily, "Just say whatever you want to say."
"Sir, when these little bastards arrive in Huichang, we can do whatever we want with them. If anyone disobeys, we can use them as an example to scare the others. If we lure them with benefits, they will have to obey you. No matter how much you ask them to report, will they dare not disobey? So you don't have to worry about this. In my opinion, there is something you need to do urgently."
Qin Mu turned his head and re-examined Liu Meng. This fellow was big and strong, with a full beard, comparable to Zhang Fei. Qin Mu had always classified him as a vanguard and fierce general, but he didn't expect that he had some feminine thoughts. "Tell me, what do you need to do urgently?"
Liu Meng felt a little embarrassed when he was stared at. He scratched his head and chuckled, "Your Excellency should hurry up and marry the prefect's daughter."
"Huh." This time Qin Mu was really surprised and couldn't help but look at this guy again.
"Sir, I am not the prefect's daughter. Why are you looking at me like that?" Liu Meng suddenly turned into a grown-up girl with a girlish look on his face.
Qin Mu almost vomited, and at the same time he subconsciously clamped his buttocks together, and angrily shouted: "Get out!"
Although Qin Mu shouted loudly, he had to admit in his heart that Liu Meng had a good idea. Yang Tinglin obviously wanted to use the relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law to suppress him. Why didn't he use this relationship to drag Yang Tinglin into the water
Qin Mu had not thought of this before because he subconsciously rejected political marriage and had never thought of letting his marriage be overly utilitarian. But now he was forced to do so and could not care less. He just had to be nicer to Yang Zhi in the future.
As for whether Yang Tinglin would agree to let him and Yang Zhi get married at this time, Qin Mu was not too worried. Yang Tinglin had said before that he would let the two get married as soon as the disaster relief work in Huichang was over. If he found an excuse to refuse now, it would be unreasonable. He believed that Yang Tinglin did not want to break up with him at this time.
After making the decision, Qin Mu felt much better and his journey became faster.
Li Xiangjun deliberately waited for him and walked very slowly. Qin Mu caught up with her when they arrived at Baie Town. She was standing under the shade of a tall willow tree by the roadside. Her skirt embroidered with plum blossoms, bamboo leaves and moonlight fluttered gently in the wind. Her petite and delicate figure was so light that it seemed as if it would float away with the wind.
As soon as Qin Mu got off his horse, she came up to him and said with a smile, "Qin Lang, did the prefect embarrass you?"
Her bright and charming smile was so beautiful that Qin Mu wanted to hug her and kiss her.
"With your brilliant plan, Xiangjun, we can naturally avoid danger." He took the water bag from the saddle, took a sip, and then handed it to Li Xiangjun.
"Qin Lang, don't make fun of me. What tricks can I have?" Li Xiangjun bit her lower lip, smiled slightly, and took a sip without hesitation.
"What did you write in your letter?" Qin Mu patted the bluestone beside him and asked her to sit over. This question had been on his mind for a long time, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't ask it clearly.
Li Xiangjun did not answer, but smiled and asked: "So, Miss Yang really came out to protect you, Qin Lang?"
"Well, it's out. Come on, tell me, Xiangjun, what did you say to her?"
"I won't tell you, hehe..." Li Xiangjun raised her lips slightly, smiled sweetly, and looked playful.
“Will you tell me or not?” Qin Mu was furious, as if he wanted to eat someone.
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