Chapter 779: Thunder, Rain, and Dew are All Imperial Grace

The local gentry, the powerful and wealthy, the official-selected officials, the hereditary officials, and the emperors—these meat-eaters do not participate in production. They have many ways to get money, but this money comes very easily. The easier it is for a person to obtain money, the more extravagant they become in spending it; they are insensitive to prices and feel that premiums are reasonable.

For example, on Joffre Road in Shanghai, there were Shanghai Tax Inspection Offices at both ends of the street.

The powerful and wealthy, who were insensitive to prices, carried box after box of silver to Joffre Road, which was even more 【precious】 than gold.

The next moment, bidding farewell to the crowd, Han Jianfei had already left Haohua Pavilion. He went alone to Jiuqu City to fight Ming Tian to the death.

When Yan Qin saw the news over there, she was so anxious she was about to cry. The moment she heard Xin Yu's voice, her eye sockets turned red instantly, and she tried hard to suppress her emotions.

Because, if the Bear really had a piece of equipment capable of destroying a target from a kilometer away, even if only a few fighter jets remained, they could give Hans a big "surprise."

Generally speaking, whether clean or corrupt, there is no leader under heaven who is not reported. Leaders who fall from power because of reports are actually not because of the reports themselves.

An order was issued to the entire army: "Launch a comprehensive counterattack and annihilate as many invaders as possible before they escape."

Ye Sushang finally figured it out: when with Lin Baiyao, one must resolutely not be led astray by him. If there's something to say, say it; if not, goodbye. Talking nonsense will inevitably lead to trouble.

"It's unclear. This demon's cultivation technique is filled with weirdness. Currently, a frontal attack is not possible, so we can only see what tricks he wants to play." Master Murong Yi's face was gloomy as he said slowly.

The volume of this person's voice, aided by the expensive sound system, clearly transmitted his accusations to the ears of the audience.

More than a dozen thunderous explosions rang out, fire soared into the sky, smoke billowed, and countless stones were swept into mid-air.

"Slap, slap, slap." The sound of slaps containing internal energy rang out continuously. The tall and short lackeys wanted to go up to save Koushui Yan, but were blocked by the other three and started fighting.

Early the next morning, Lin Xuan got dressed and was about to go out. After all, he had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, and the only way to continue improving his strength was to constantly look for resources. Now Lin Xuan was preparing to go out to try his luck and find a way to get rich. After all, without money, what could he use to buy resources for cultivation?

The guard thought for a moment and said, "How about this, allow us to report to the Prince and the Dowager first. After all, such a thing has never happened in the Prince's Mansion." Having said that, the two guards turned and went out.

Lin Xuan felt that this price was about right, so he stopped bidding and just watched everything happening on the field quietly. However, just because he didn't bid didn't mean Lin Liang would stop there.

"This is the border of hell. You can't get out. You will be swallowed by this boundless sea of undead, trapped here, and never think of getting out again." The black-clad man's voice came from all directions.

"Yes, the hidden reason is a piece of furniture. To kill your own father for a piece of furniture, do you think this father died unjustly?" Mao Leyan's words were a bit sharp, fearing he would get stuck in a dead end.

"Imperial Concubine Jiang, please speak freely." Hearing that Concubine Jiang was willing to help her, the Fifth Princess immediately stopped crying, her eyes teary as she looked at Concubine Jiang.

After speaking, she shouted at the green-clothed maid who was kneeling on the ground and didn't dare to get up. The mistress and servant hurriedly went to find a doctor.

Sticking out her tongue, Leizhu was overjoyed to see this. She had originally thought this red fox demon was very powerful, but it had only lasted one round.

Because when the condition of a patient with ALS develops to a certain extent, they will completely lose the ability to swallow. Even their own saliva could choke them to death.

"Well done!" Shang Shitu stuck his Lu spear into the ground and leaned back, barely dodging Zhao Yun's fatal spear thrust.

"Hmph! The Earth Master's Mansion has been in charge of spirit stone casting and distribution for ten thousand years and has never made a mistake. Today, the spirit stones were robbed; how can it have nothing to do with my mansion? You quickly tell me everything Nan Nan Wuxiang said, without missing a single word. In addition, immediately dispatch disciples to bring Nan Nan Wuxiang back to me!" Wu Daoqing's tone already revealed dissatisfaction. ===== CHAPTER 780 =====

Wang Wang Guoguang reminded His Majesty that even if the Camp-Farm Law were a compromise, it would still encounter resistance during its implementation; Jiangxi is covered in academies, and one can imagine what kind of stir these students and former officials will cause.

When necessary, the imperial court should employ some unconventional means to ensure the implementation of government decrees.

The Ministry of Justice's method of reducing the judicial privileges of the gentry is much more ruthless.

The Ministry of Justice directly and uniformly reduced all judicial and tax privileges for all *xiucai* and *juren*, and even provided stricter constraints, requiring the local gentry to abide by the Great Ming Code; those who violate the Great Ming Code will have their sentences increased by three degrees.

The purpose of increasing the penalties is to specifically eliminate the gentry class.

The Ministry of Justice has two reasons for doing this: one is that correcting a wrong must involve over-correction; if one does not over-correct, one cannot correct the wrong.

The other reason is to use the artisan class to partially replace the gentry class and become the local ruling class.

Wang Wang Chonggu himself is a member of the Labor Party; he realizes that the artisan class can replace the old gentry class in every aspect, especially with the emergence of the three-tier artisan academies.

In March, the official factories released a batch of artisans to return home. After returning to their villages, these artisans built paper mills, brick kilns, coal kilns, blacksmith shops, silk-reeling workshops, hemp mills, chicken farms, livestock pens, and more.

Moreover, artisans from the surrounding ten miles and eight villages would regularly attend large markets to meet, chat, and share information—"You have bricks, I have tiles"—allowing them to strengthen each other.

A new rural economy is steadily forming.

Artisans can lead villagers in building rural workshops together.

At Liugou Camp by the Qingshui River in Yanqing Prefecture, a cast-iron factory even appeared, with over twenty artisans producing various cast-iron parts specifically for the official factories, which counts as bringing a livelihood to Liugou Camp.

And to transport these parts, this cast-iron factory chose to build roads; Liugou Camp itself is already very close to the imperial highway.

A new type of Great Ming economy, with the imperial highway as the main artery, official post roads as branch arteries, and rural roads as capillaries, is forming wherever there are imperial highways.

For the sake of the Labor Party's interests, Wang Wang Chonggu is truly ruthless.

"Discuss this in detail in the Cabinet next chapter; the gentleman did not attach a floating slip." Zhu Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Wang Chonggu's memorial before him and chose to send it to the Cabinet for further discussion.

This memorial from Wang Wang Chonggu had no Cabinet floating slip, which means Wang Wang Chonggu violated the memorial submission process and submitted it himself.

Clearly, Wang Wang Chonggu did not obtain the Cabinet's approval.

"How is my dodo bird raising going?" Zhu Zhu Yijun inquired about the overseas invasive species, the dodo.

Feng Bao said helplessly: "The dodo is a bit stupid, a bit like the silly roe deer of Liaodong; it's curious about everything. A few have died and have already been transferred to the Dissection Institute for autopsy."

"It only lays one egg at a time, so the incubation is a bit slow. If you want to raise them on a scale, it will still take time."

"But a dodo's down can produce over a catty a year, which is about twice that of a large goose."

The larger dodo has an advantage in down quantity, and this creature isn't picky about food—it eats everything. The down quantity advantage is a commodity advantage, making it worth farming on a scale.

Like geese and ducks, dodos lay one egg at a time. Feng Bao's meaning is that there are too few dodos now, and the population expansion is somewhat slow; it will take at least a few years to breed them on a large scale and form an industry.

"Your Majesty, this is a padded jacket made from dodo down; its insulation ability is on par with goose down." Feng Bao had a young eunuch bring a padded jacket and presented it before the throne.

Down has the strongest insulation ability, meaning that under the insulation of dodo down, boiling water only drops 3 degrees within half an hour, passing the insulation experiment.

The Great Ming is developing high-end fabrics and insulated bedding with down as the main material to increase the profits of the agricultural and pastoral industries.

This process is very difficult, but as long as it is done, it will be a top-tier luxury good no weaker than silk, and it will also possess the profits that top-tier luxury goods should have.

When San San Niangzi came to the capital this time to deliver wool, she specifically gave the Emperor a cashmere sweater; the texture was extremely delicate, being 100% white goat cashmere.

The goats are Hetao goats; this type of goat cashmere is top-tier cashmere even when looking at the whole world.

Collecting the cashmere uses a comb with extremely dense teeth, collecting the cashmere layer by layer. An adult goat only produces half a catty to a catty of cashmere a year.

The most difficult part of this process is separating the cashmere from the hair to increase the purity and content of the cashmere. The higher the cashmere content, the better the insulation effect and the more delicate the texture.

San San Niangzi giving the Emperor a gift is in the hope that His Majesty can offer a word of praise. In this way, once the Emperor has used it and said it is good, the sales channels can be opened, and it can also promote the development of the craft.

The grasslands have benefited greatly in the process of being civilized by the King. In the past, if wool wasn't refined, the felt had too strong a gamey smell and had no value.

But now, because of the rapid development of the woolen industry, the economic value of raising one sheep on the grasslands is equal to two in the past.

The grassland people owe His Majesty a debt of gratitude—the gratitude for being born and for being able to live.

Zhu Zhu Yijun looked at the extremely exquisitely made padded jacket before him and said with a smile: "This item is very good. When Xu Jue goes to the All-Chu Guild Hall, have him bring it to the gentleman."

"Your servant obeys the decree." Feng Bao bowed his head to receive the order.

Feng Bao dispatched Xu Jue to the All-Chu Guild Hall to hand the dodo-down padded jacket to Zhang Zhang Juzheng, but Xu Jue did not leave, because the purpose of Xu Jue's coming was to attend the meeting at the Zhao Wenchang Pavilion.

The Zhao Wenchang Pavilion of the All-Chu Guild Hall is Zhang Zhang Juzheng's study. When there are major matters that require small meetings, this place becomes the council hall.

Only after the ministers have privately argued out a basic consensus will they go to the Zhao Wenhua Hall to thoroughly argue out a result in front of the Emperor.

In the past, for these small meetings, Wan Wan Shihe would represent the Emperor to attend, but now Shen Li can shoulder this responsibility. However, this time Shen Li also has to argue, so Xu Jue had no choice but to come and act as a witness.

When Xu Jue arrived, Wang Wang Chonggu, who had come to "crash the party," had not yet arrived, but Shen Li and Wang Wang Guoguang had already arrived.

Soon, Wang Wang Chonggu brought Minister of Works Wang Daokun and Minister of War Zeng Ceng Shengwu to the All-Chu Guild Hall; clearly, the three had already reached a consensus.

The Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Revenue opposed Wang Wang Chonggu's complete cancellation of the gentry's preferential treatment;

The Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Works agreed with Wang Wang Chonggu's over-correction. As soon as Wang Wang Chonggu arrived, the atmosphere immediately became tense.

"Vice-Grand Secretary Wang, what a grand display; coming to my place, aggressive and full of anger." Zhang Zhang Juzheng signaled for the three to sit and said with a smile.

Wang Wang Chonggu waved his large sleeves and said aggressively: "Grand Secretary, I have handled the matter His Majesty entrusted; the memorial is drafted, and I have taken the blame. Isn't the Grand Secretary always boasting about exhausting your loyalty, knowing it cannot be done yet doing it, and never slacking in your ambition to revive the Great Ming?"

"Why, now you're afraid instead?"

"I'm the one being scolded, not you, Zhang Zhang Juzheng; what are you blocking for!"

Wang Wang Chonggu launched a general offensive against the local gentry, which should have been something Zhang Zhang Juzheng was happy to see, but Zhang Zhang Juzheng disagreed and simply wouldn't write the floating slip.

That is why there was the scene today of him coming to crash the party.

"One cannot be too hasty." Zhang Zhang Juzheng immediately replied.

Wang Wang Chonggu said angrily: "Hmph! I think you're afraid that I, Wang Wang Chonggu, will steal your credit for the reform! If you're so capable, use your means to drive me away and take the credit for yourself!"

"Isn't the Vice-Grand Secretary just speaking in anger?" Zhang Zhang Juzheng was somewhat helpless; Wang Wang Chonggu was becoming more unreasonable as he aged, and he had become somewhat impatient.

"Grand Secretary, calm your anger; Vice-Grand Secretary, also calm your anger. Everything should be based on harmony. Besides, one Grand Secretary and one Vice-Grand Secretary arguing like this is of no benefit to the country. Everyone is doing it for the good of the country; let me say a few words." Shen Li laughed and tried to smooth things over.

Having followed Wan Wan Shihe for so many years, Shen Li hadn't learned much else, but he had learned these diplomatic pleasantries perfectly.

And this matter is troublesome precisely here: Are you doing it for the good of the country? Am I not doing it for the good of the country?

Is only you, Zhang Zhang Juzheng, noble? Is only you, Zhang Zhang Juzheng, concerned for the world? Is only you, Zhang Zhang Juzheng, a loyal, good, and capable minister? Everyone is working for His Majesty and for the great plans of the world; why should they listen to you!

This is what's most troublesome; if someone were calculating for private gain, it would be much simpler.

Shen Li sat up straight and said with a serious face: "First, I must emphasize the current situation: the local gentry, who are almost officials but different from officials, and almost commoners but above commoners, have actually become an obstacle to the development of productive forces and an obstacle to the change in production relations."

"The Vice-Grand Secretary wants to correct a wrong by over-correcting, wanting to completely replace the local gentry with artisans. But Vice-Grand Secretary, does the Great Ming really have so many artisans, and are these artisans really willing to return to their villages and replace the local gentry?"

"To be so hasty in shouting for the beating and killing of the local gentry, isn't that a bit too eager for success?"

"Similarly, the Grand Secretary completely denied Vice-Grand Secretary Wang's memorial; isn't that a bit too cautious? Feeling that Vice-Grand Secretary is too eager for success, but denying the whole thing—isn't that looking at the problem somewhat one-sidedly?"

"The two of you, discuss it properly and come up with a feasible method; that is the most important thing."

The work the Ministry of Rites has to do is to ensure that there is fighting without breaking and harmony without uniformity; this is the most important legacy Wan Wan Shihe left to the Ministry of Rites.

Even if Wan Wan Shihe is gone, Shen Li does not intend to change. By following the path, one can reach the other shore. Wan Wan Shihe was able to have a good end and received extremely high courtesy from His Majesty.

Artisans do not want to leave the official factories because in the official factories, children can enjoy better education. Just for this reason, artisans are unwilling to return to their villages.

Only a few artisans chose to return home; more artisans are still concentrated in places where industries are concentrated, such as around the Xishan Coal Bureau and the woolen official factories.

This is the main reason why Vice-Grand Secretary Wang's memorial was opposed: there aren't that many people.

"Artisans are absolutely unwilling to return to the villages; most of those who return are themselves local gentry." Zhang Zhang Juzheng took a deep breath and said: "Vice-Grand Secretary Wang comes from a family of powerful and influential people and knows nothing about village life. Replacing the local gentry with artisans is somewhat unrealistic."

"Indeed, no matter how you look at it, letting artisans return home to start industries looks beautiful, but the artisans are unwilling to go back."

Zhang Zhang Juzheng was scolded by Wang Li Shizhen, saying he hadn't even washed the mud off his legs before running to the Zhao Wenhua Hall to point fingers. Zhang Zhang Juzheng didn't live with that much morality; he lived somewhat like a philistine.

Wang Wang Chonggu's vision was good, but he missed one key point: most artisans, even if they couldn't stay in the official factories, could go to private workshops to be a foreman.

The examples Wang Wang Chonggu saw, such as the foundry at Liugou Camp, were indeed very successful, but the founder of that workshop had 4,700 *qing* of land in his family.

"What do you mean I know nothing about village life! A gentleman can be killed, but not humiliated!" Wang Wang Chonggu stood up abruptly and said loudly in anger.

"Calm down, calm down." Shen Li hurriedly stood up to mediate. Even Zeng Ceng Shengwu and Wang Daokun, who had been brought by Wang Wang Chonggu, pulled at Wang Wang Chonggu. If the Grand Secretary and Vice-Grand Secretary of the Great Ming Empire were to fight, that would truly be a huge joke.

Luo Luo Sigong stood by Zhang Zhang Juzheng's side. The Emperor's order was very clear: whoever harms the Grand Secretary, kill them, no matter who they are.

Zhang Zhang Juzheng signaled to Luo Luo Sigong that there was no need to be nervous; he was younger, and if he couldn't win the fight, he could still run away. No matter what, Wang Wang Chonggu was a Great Ming *Ming Jinshi* and wouldn't resort to violence.

Face still had to be maintained.

Wang Wang Chonggu was very angry!

As the Empire's Vice-Grand Secretary, Zhang Zhang Juzheng's words implied that he, Wang Wang Chonggu, was too naive politically. Wang Wang Chonggu was always working at the Xishan Coal Bureau and the woolen official factories; he boasted that he could talk about anything with the artisans.

Zhang Zhang Juzheng's accusation was a denial of all of Wang Wang Chonggu's contributions since the Emperor Wanli Reform.

Zhang Zhang Juzheng waited for a while, and after it became quiet, he said: "In the villages, life is very bitter."

"Families don't dare to light lamps because lamp oil is very expensive. Families hang many, many baskets, and everything they eat, drink, or use is placed inside, for fear of being stolen by rats."

"Children in the village, when they see a snake, don't hide immediately, but look closely and think of ways to catch it, because the passing physician will buy these. As for being bitten, if they die, they die."

"Once it rains or snows, the roads are cut off; you can't get in or out, and you can't buy anything. The most important thing is salt; you have to walk more than forty *li* to carry the salt back."

"I remember when I was young, some village women would catch toads, break the poison sacs, squeeze out the pus, put it in a pot to boil, and give it to their children to treat illnesses, and then the children would die. Very few could survive."

"When I was six, my father hadn't yet passed the *xiucai* exam, and the family was poor. My grandfather had offended the Prince of Liao. At that time, I lived in the old family house and saw with my own eyes a neighbor adult crying as they pressed a small child into a water basin and drowned them, because there was a drought that year and they couldn't afford to raise them."

"When many children died, they were thrown onto the hillside behind the mountain. I forgot what that hillside was originally called, but later people all called it 'Dead Old Child Slope'."

"The local ruffians and lazy bums in the village would even climb over walls at night to break into other people's homes to rape, kill, and rob. At that time, the mountains were full of bandits. If the bandits came down the mountain to rob, the whole village wouldn't have many survivors."

"Human life is worthless. The poorer the place, the more worthless human life is. The poorer the place, the more ignorant, closed-off, and cannibalistic it is."

"When I was in school, I felt that my studying was a kind of sin against my parents. They didn't have much money to pay for tuition, and every time I took money and grain from my parents to go to school, I felt I was burdening them."

"Many, many of the artisans in the official factories are refugees. They only escaped because they couldn't survive. Do you think they will go back? Returning to their relatives—do they have relatives? Are those relatives who wished they could eat them really relatives?"

When Wan Wan Qianchang, Jin Lian Jin Lian Yuanhou, and Zheng Sanwan, the three leaders of the commoners, heard about the Camp-Farm Law, they weren't overjoyed; instead, they felt that returning land was good but practically impossible to do, and they were the first to talk about the problem of lazy bums and ruffians. Lazy bums and ruffians are the ultimate result and manifestation of rural ignorance, closed-offness, and lawlessness.

"I have never heard of this." The veins on Wang Wang Chonggu's forehead jumped; he realized that he had been somewhat wishful thinking as one of the well-fed. His family had been merchants for generations and was very wealthy; he really didn't know about these things.

"Of course, no one is willing to uncover their scars and show their bloody wounds to others." Zhang Zhang Juzheng sighed and said: "I am the same."

To convince Wang Wang Chonggu, Zhang Zhang Juzheng uncovered the scar of his own humble origins and showed it to Wang Wang Chonggu.

Zhang Zhang Juzheng sat up straight and said: "Whether His Majesty is violent or ruthless, it actually doesn't matter. As long as His Majesty keeps it in his heart, always keeps it in his heart, to let the poor commoners eat one more mouthful of rice, then His Majesty is wise, even if the difficulty of the final success cannot be overcome, it is still wise."

Zhang Zhang Juzheng's words could not be more bold! Could it be that if His Majesty doesn't have the common people in his heart, one can stop being loyal!

Zhang Zhang Juzheng dared to say this because he truly believed in the Emperor, because the Emperor was better at farming than the ministers. The Baoqi Division was promoted to an Agricultural Academy; that was something His Majesty tinkered with himself, and for fifteen years, he had never lost his enthusiasm.

His Majesty, like Emperor Wu Sect, likes to raise some animals. What's a bit different is that His Majesty pays more attention to poultry rather than fierce beasts, mainly to increase the diversity of the common people's dining tables.

Dodos, pigs, sheep, and horses imported from overseas—His Majesty likes them all. Crop breeding is breeding, and poultry and livestock breeding is also breeding.

Zhang Zhang Juzheng narrowed his eyes and said: "Using artisans to replace the local gentry looks good, but it is very difficult to achieve. Therefore, I insist that we should not completely cancel the judicial and tax preferential treatment of some local gentry."

"After all, His Majesty and the imperial court also need a scapegoat."

"Grand Secretary, wait a moment!" Wang Wang Chonggu was shocked, stretched out his hand, and said with extreme horror: "What did you say His Majesty needs?"

Zhang Zhang Juzheng looked at Wang Wang Chonggu and said very affirmatively: "A scapegoat. It can't always be His Majesty's fault."

"The fire in the common people's hearts needs to be vented. When these local gentry are needed, they can be beheaded to appease public anger."

The ministers present gasped!

Zhang Zhang Juzheng's determination to stop the cancellation of the gentry's judicial and tax preferential treatment was actually for this purpose! It was entirely to pave the way for the Emperor's stable rule.

After Zhang Zhang Juzheng became the Grand Secretary, the motivation for everything he did was to strive for this goal.

"Since the Emperor Wanli Reform, things have changed with each passing day. Some people are very rich, and some are still just as poor. People, you know, don't worry about scarcity, but about inequality. Contradictions are increasing and becoming more complex."

"The Great Ming is opposing the Great Ming, and the Great Ming is also tearing itself apart. Borrowing their heads for a use is just right to bridge the contradictions."

"When the contradictions become big, kill some people. When the common people see that people have died, it can be considered as having vented their anger."

Zhang Zhang Juzheng continued: "I oppose canceling the judicial and tax preferential treatment of the local gentry, but I agree with Vice-Grand Secretary Wang's 'three degrees heavier' punishment. Giving preferential treatment while bearing responsibility is very reasonable."

"The Tax Inspection Institute's framework has already been laid out. It looks like tax inspection, and of course, it really is inspecting taxes, but these tax-inspecting *tiqi* are His Majesty's eyes and ears. Wherever trouble occurs, they can tell His Majesty what happened. With three-phase verification, it is convenient for His Majesty to make judgments."

If local high officials can handle the civil and military censors and tax-inspecting *tiqi* all at once, turning the local area into a one-man show where not even a drop of water can leak through, then immediately lead troops to suppress the rebellion; it is already beyond the scope of administrative power to correct errors.

In what setting to say what words—the Zhao Wenhua Hall and the Zhang Wenyuan Pavilion are where the public instruments of the state reside; these words, no matter what, cannot be spoken there.

But in the Zhao Wenchang Pavilion of the All-Chu Guild Hall, there was no problem. Zhang Zhang Juzheng stated his reasons for opposition and his own thoughts very clearly.

Wang Wang Chonggu pondered repeatedly and said: "Grand Secretary, just now we were arguing because our opinions on public affairs were at odds, which is normal. We are all working for His Majesty and for the revival of the country. Public affairs are public affairs, but let's agree that we cannot have private grudges because of public affairs, right?"

"Yes, my voice was a bit loud just now. Isn't it because I'm old and my ears are deaf?"

Is Zhang Zhang Juzheng ruthless? Wang Wang Chonggu thought not; Zhang Zhang Juzheng wasn't ruthless, he was simply heartless!

The heartlessness of not stopping until the goal is reached, the heartlessness of using any means necessary to maintain the rule of the country.

Zhang Zhang Juzheng's life of merit, faults, glory, and shame was all entrusted to the Emperor. After he leaves, His Majesty must not lose.

"No harm, no harm. Then, let's do it this way: don't cancel the preferential treatment, just increase the punishment by three degrees, how about that?" Zhang Zhang Juzheng looked around and asked.

Abide by the law and don't make mistakes, and the local gentry will remain local gentry and keep the treatment they should have. But if they refuse to abide by the law and cause trouble, then it's off with their heads.

"Thunder and dew are both the Emperor's grace!" Wang Wang Chonggu immediately said: "I have no objections."

Wang Wang Chonggu had already completely understood that Zhang Zhang Juzheng wanted to use a narrative of grace to completely stabilize imperial power, adopting a grace-based narrative to reshape the authority of imperial power.

Although it still couldn't stop the inevitable trend of the Great Ming's demise, it was enough. Being able to leave behind decades or even a hundred years of prosperity and flourishing days was already the protection of the ancestors.

Just as people cannot live forever, how can a dynasty be eternally solid for ten thousand generations?

"The North Town Fushi Tax Inspection Institute has already handed over the Dongjiaomin Lane Prison today. The first accounting criminal, worth noting, is an accountant who graduated from the Institute of Technology." Wang Wang Guoguang spoke about the situation at the Dongjiaomin Lane Prison.

Wang Daokun, who was usually very silent, said with full confusion: "Great Minister, this Dongjiaomin Lane Prison, hasn't it just had its planning? The Ministry of Works hasn't even produced the blueprints, and there are already criminals?"

"It's a bit too fast."

"The Ministry of Revenue lacks accountants, so we'll just make do for now. It's not like they can run away, right?" Wang Wang Guoguang said with a smile.