Chapter 229 Chi Qian Bastard (Asking for Monthly Votes)

"You have a very good mind. Think about it carefully. Do you have any other tricks?"

In Hangzhou, where the tax inspector stayed, Wei Heng was helpless, holding a tea bowl and speaking to Wang Dashi who was looking through the tax accounts above.

Wang Dashi looked through the account book carefully and remained silent.

Wei Heng waited for a moment, his patience exhausted, and he placed the tea bowl on the tea table beside him with a loud "thud": "Speak!"

Wang Dashi put down his account book and said with a smile: "What else can I do? Now the situation has become clear. If you want to win, you can only fight head-on with open swords and guns. No one can try to take advantage of it!"

Wei Heng slowly frowned, and after a moment, he suddenly said: "What if we use tax money as bait to set up an ambush?"

"Meaningless……"

Wang Dashi slowly shook his head: "The opponent's goal has never been money, but the New Deal, the court, the Lord of the Central Hall, and the Marquis of Luting!"

"The successful reform of the tax system in Jiangsu and Zhejiang has verified the feasibility of the New Deal. Even if those rebellious officials and traitors successfully robbed the tax bank, they will not be able to shake the New Deal, let alone influence the situation in the court..."

He raised the account book in his hand and signaled to Wei Heng that the greatest success of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang tax inspections was not the tax money in the bank, but these account books.

"In comparison, even inciting some people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang to rebel on the pretext that taxes are too heavy and that the country is in ruins and mourning is everywhere, will have a far-reaching impact than the robbery of tax money."

"But in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, if they want to incite people to rebel, can they do it?"

Wei Heng understood and agreed with what he said.

But tax inspection in Jiangsu and Zhejiang is Wang Dashi's responsibility, but not Wei Heng's responsibility!

"Did this matter end in such an anticlimactic manner?"

Wei Heng said angrily: "Where is the dignity of the official family? Where is the majesty of the imperial court?"

Wang Dashi clasped his hands: "I'm sorry that I don't agree with my father-in-law's point of view. I think that if this matter can be ended like this, it would be the best outcome... Who are those rebellious officials and thieves, and what are their identities? Even if my father-in-law is not there, The conclusive evidence should also have a vague impression, right?”

"Since we already have a general direction, why should my father-in-law insist on defeating them at this juncture?"

"Isn't it easy for your West Factory to deal with a bunch of corrupt officials who don't understand current affairs?"

"Could it be that Xichang wants to change its name to the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple?"

"They are just full of shit. If you turn around and hit them on the head, you can chop off hundreds of baskets of heads and throw them away!"

"Why bother fighting with them at this juncture?"

"If you don't plan for the overall situation, you can't plan for a region, Eunuch Wei!"

Wei Heng was stunned for a full ten breaths, and then he gave Wang Dashi a thumbs up sincerely: "In terms of ruthlessness, it must be you scholars!"

"Make my father-in-law laugh..."

Wang Dashi clasped his hands and said without changing his expression: "I am not a scholar."

"Right……"

Wei Heng suddenly said: "You, the Xie family, are butchers passed down from your ancestors!"

When Wang Dashi heard this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he opened the account book again with an expressionless expression...

Wei Heng did not feel that he had made a mistake and continued to ask shamelessly: "How should we explain to Luting?"

Wang Dashi checked the accounts carefully and said without raising his head: "Just do your job well. It's not your turn to explain to Luting!"

Wei Heng frowned again, but it wasn't that he was rude, but that he didn't understand the point: "Why do the Za family come to Hangzhou to do so many things? Isn't it just to stabilize Lu Tinghou? If we still need to work on the road If Tinghou takes action himself, then why would the Za family come to Hangzhou to gamble on this big thing with you?"

"You want to stand up for Marquis Lu Ting?"

Wang Dashi raised his eyelids and sneered: "Then go. Is it possible that you don't know where Guangmingding is? How about I send someone to lead you?"

Wei Heng said angrily: "Can you speak properly?"

Wang Dashi: "I am willing to talk to you nicely, but do you understand?"

Wei Heng: "If you speak clearly, won't the Za family understand you?"

"Okay, I'll make it clear..."

Wang Dashi put down his account book, looked directly at Wei Heng, and said one sentence after another: "You are an official, you just cut off the heads of all the officials who are involved in this matter, and build a temple in Beijing to serve as a warning. This is The best explanation for Marquis Lu Ting is that you don’t need to care about those Jianghu people and Jianghu affairs, and you can’t control that much!”

"Marquis Lu Ting acted recklessly, but in fact his grudges were clear and detailed. He knew much better than you who should settle the accounts. He didn't take action, but it was not time to settle the accounts. When the time came, he would naturally Find those people to settle the general ledger..."

"It's like Yang Potian, the leader of the Ming Cult. If your Xichang wants to kill him, how long will it take to arrange it? How many people will you need to kill? Can you handle it?"

"Can you, Wei Heng, bear the consequences of hundreds of thousands of Mingjiao members rebelling and poisoning the Nine Provinces? Or can you, Xichang, bear the consequences?"

The last bit of luck was ruthlessly exposed by Wang Dashi, leaving Wei Hengdun feeling dry and speechless.

After being silent for a long time, he whispered hoarsely: "When were you sure that the mastermind behind this was the Ming Cult?"

"I had my suspicions earlier..."

Wang Dashi replied calmly: "After all, there are only a handful of people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang who can make this matter watertight."

"Your ancestor was beaten violently that day, which confirmed my guess."

"There are only a handful of peerless masters in this world."

…

"Ming Cult leader Yang Potian?"

Yang Ge's eyes flickered for a moment, then he suddenly smiled and said, "I thought I was being overly concerned, but I didn't expect it was really him!"

Flea tremblingly stared at the sweat on his forehead.

He didn't expect so much. He was just a little confused before, why he took so long to investigate such a small matter under the nose of his hometown.

Until the investigation results were delivered to him, he suddenly realized and felt extremely lucky... Fortunately, Louzhong made the right decision!

Yang Ge changed into a comfortable sitting position and said with a gentle smile: "Is it just for the Mingjiao recruitment?"

Flea couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his eyes, and replied in a low voice: "Back to the Second Master, the Mingjiao's recruitment is the root cause, but the main reason is the secret war between the Mingjiao's recruitment faction and the rebels. Ming, the huge Ming sect is showing signs of splitting.”

"In addition, recently, Hall Master Yang of Qingmu Hall of Mingjiao has been frequently contacting various branches of Mingjiao in order to compete for the position of the next leader of Mingjiao. However, Yang Potian's close disciple and son-in-law Lu Wuji, regardless of martial arts, prestige, merit or His popularity is far inferior to that of Hall Master Yang."

"Although there is no canon in Mingjiao that expressly stipulates that the position of leader must be passed down by a single line, the position of leader has been passed down to Yang Potian for four generations, which is no different from the explicit stipulation that the position of leader must be passed down by a single line..."

He rambled and talked a lot.

But in summary, it’s actually just one sentence!

"oh……"

Yang Ge concluded in a long tone with great interest: "The best way to divert internal conflicts is to find a strong enemy from the outside, right?"

Looking at the whole thing from this perspective, he found that Yang Potian was quite brave and resourceful!

Regarding the tax reform in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he, Yang Ge, gave a plaque, which is equivalent to Yang Ge standing up for the court on this matter.

And Yang Potian's trouble in this matter was tantamount to slapping him in the face of Yang Ge and the court at the same time!

After breaking up with the imperial court, the recruitment effort fell through immediately, and the basis for the struggle between the recruitment faction and the rebels within the Mingjiao naturally disappeared!

After breaking up with him, Yang Ge, Yang Tiansheng's strongest foreign aid made a decisive decision... No matter how strong Yang Ge was, it was impossible for the hundreds of thousands of Ming Cult members to accept an enemy as the foreign aid of the next leader!

The pressure exerted by the imperial court and Yang Ge on the Mingjiao promoted the unity within the Mingjiao and consolidated his position as the leader of Yang Potian!

It can be said that it kills four birds with one stone!

There is just one very serious problem...

Yang Ge muttered in confusion: "But Yang Potian, where does he have the courage to provoke me? No matter how many followers he has in the Ming Cult, I can't kill him with only three blows. What's the use of a dick?"

When Flea heard this, her body trembled, and she quickly forced herself to look at her nose and eyes, and her nose to look at her heart...

Yang Ge was puzzled and thought about it for a long time. Suddenly he remembered something, raised his eyes and asked: "Your Taoist Master, are you okay?"

The fleas were indifferent.

Yang Ge stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Hey, what do you want to ask me?"

Flea looked up blankly: "Huh?"

Yang Ge: "Your Taoist master, are you okay?"

Flea was stunned, and then asked in astonishment: "Why did the Second Master say this?"

Yang Ge smiled and said: "I just suddenly remembered something..."

Flea hurriedly cupped his fists and raised his hands: "Please tell me, Master!"

Yang Ge: "I remember you mentioned to me a few days ago that you were so busy that Tang Qing, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, was pinned to the ground and rubbed by a mysterious person for no reason, right?"

Flea said a confused "Huh?", then quickly realized it, nodded and said: "It is indeed true, but what does this matter have to do with the gatekeeper of the building outside my building? Second Master, that mysterious man is not We are the gatekeepers! If the old man did it himself, there would be no way that the news would be delivered!"

"No, no, no, I'm not talking about Tang Qing, whom Dao Zun beat!"

Yang Ge shook his head like a rattle: "Your Taoist Master doesn't have that strength either!"

"What I'm talking about is... well, let's just say, is there a possibility that your Taoist Master was also pressed to the ground and rubbed by that mysterious man?"

Flea gritted her teeth and replied: "Second Master, this kind of thing...how can a young person know about it?"

Yang Ge nodded: "In other words, your Taoist Master may not have been beaten by anyone, or he may have been beaten by someone, right? Well, Schrödinger was beaten!"

Flea was speechless and could only nod with numbness: "Second Master... what he said makes sense!"

Yang Ge clapped his hands: "Then let's assume that your Taoist Master has also been beaten by someone, but your Taoist Master's bones are harder than Tang Qing's. Not only did he not swallow his anger, knock out his teeth and swallow blood, but he also dealt with the matter with his backhand. He stabbed me here so that I could avenge him for the beating..."

"The case has been solved. Yang Potian must have embraced a man who is heroic and heroic. He felt that I could no longer threaten him, so he dared to give it a try!"

Flea looked hesitant to speak. He wanted to tell Yang Ge: 'Your method of making inferences based on a series of "assumptions" is not rigorous at all. If you were in the building outside our building, you wouldn't even be able to make a living in the big pot. ...'

But facing Yang Ge's serious look, he finally shut his mouth, thinking: 'As long as you are happy! ’

And Yang Ge didn't need a flea to confirm his conclusion...

Although his inference is based on a series of "assumptions".

But he was 90% sure that his inference was the truth!

He even dared to conclude that the mysterious man was definitely not the old climber from Longhu Mountain!

"It's true that the little demon in the temple is very powerful, and Chi Qian is a bastard..."

Yang Ge sighed tiredly, and for a moment he didn't know how to deal with this matter.

To be honest, his impression of Mingjiao has always been very good.

Not to mention the friendship between him and Yang Tiansheng, just based on the fact that when Zhoushan fought against the Japanese, more than 5,000 Mingjiao heroes left 1,326 heroic souls in Zhoushan, and almost everyone alive was injured... …

There is no reason for him to have a bad impression of Mingjiao.

Although Yang Tiansheng had begged those five thousand heroes from various branches of the Ming Cult with all his might, but at that time Yang Potian, the leader of the Ming Cult, could only shake his head and say "no". Many heroes will definitely not be able to go to Zhoushan!

Moreover, after so many elite members of the Mingjiao were killed in the battle, not even a single word of complaint was expressed from the top to the bottom of the Mingjiao.

Yang Ge has always kept this friendship in mind, and he has always avoided conflicts with the Ming Cult.

In the past few years, he has never been intimidated by anyone who provoked him or whom he fought against, no matter who was strong or weak, whether they were alive or dead.

The only time he went around the road was when Yang Potian blocked him in Hangzhou before crossing east to the sea...

Unexpectedly, in the end, it ended up like this by some combination of circumstances!

Yang Ge was silent for a long time, then sighed and said: "Use the fastest news transmission channel in your building outside the building to bring a message to Yang Potian for me... I can temporarily ignore the accounts between Jiangsu and Zhejiang. , But just this once, if you dare to plot against me again, you will settle old and new accounts together!"

"Besides, I don't care how they fight within the Mingjiao. In short, Yang Tiansheng and the Fengyang Yang family can't make any mistakes. If anyone dares to touch them, I won't open the inn. I'll call him in from now on!"

The flea was stuck in front of him, wiping sweat constantly. His mouth felt like it was stuck with glue, and he didn't dare to spit out a single word.

Yang Ge glanced at him and then said: "Tell your Taoist Master again that I, Yang Erlang, will take care of this matter. He can let it go as long as he wants. No matter who comes to trouble your building outside the building because of this matter, I will regard it as a provocation to me, Yang Erlang. I will kill as many people as you have in Louwailou because of this incident. I, Yang Erlang, will spit and nail every word!"

The murderous tone made Flea tremble. She stood up straight instinctively, cupped her fists and said, "Yes, Second Master!"

Yang Ge waved his hand and said: "Go and send the message, be quick!"

Flea cupped her hand and said, "I know, little one!"

After saying that, he turned around and trotted away.

Yang Ge was left alone and sighed heavily again: "Why is it so difficult to do something serious?"