On the fifth day of the seventh month of the eighth year of Shenwu, the weather this summer was very hot, and the hustle and bustle of the past was gone. Now the world is peaceful. Since the new Prime Minister Qian took office, the tax customs that existed in Beijing for hundreds of years have been cancelled. Although the ambassador guarding the gate has lost a lot of money, according to the new laws of the court, these tax officials have become urban management teams and have a few silver dollars a month, so their lives are pretty good.

The tax officials all went to the urban management team. Dongbianmen was not the Chaoyang Gate or Yongding Gate gate, so there were only ten soldiers guarding the city here, which were under the jurisdiction of the newly formed infantry commander's yamen.

Today, the ambassador at the gate saw that there was no one, so he was happy to be idle. He set up a table of Eight Immortals in the city gate, then sat aside drinking tea and eating the watermelons offered by his subordinates. It was so easy.

Although there is no tax collection now, the gatekeeper still needs to issue a certificate when entering Beijing City. Therefore, those who enter the city must receive a piece of cardboard at the gate, which says when to enter the city from where to go, how many days to stay in the city, and a simple description of the cardholder. Doing so can count the number of people entering the city every day, and prevent illegal people from scrambling into the city.

The ambassador sat with his eyes closed and his legs crossed, and his life was much better now. As the gatekeeper of the ninth rank, his salary was five silver dollars per month, which was a real hard currency. Moreover, this dynasty was different from the previous dynasty. The salary paid by the previous dynasty depends on the mood of the big men in the central government. Sometimes he gave away silver and sometimes food. I heard that before Wanli, he had given Chinese medicine and bamboo baskets, which was a deception.

Although it is harder to register your name now, the five silver dollars are paid in full term and are not bad for a day. At the same time, because the north-south trade routes are unobstructed, the Guangdong goods produced in Guangdong can be shipped to Beijing, and the price is still very low. Although the long rice from Nanyang is not delicious, it is better than cheap. It only costs one silver dollar per stone, which is 100 kilograms of rice. If the family has a small population, it is enough to eat for a month. Even if the population is large, it is fine. There are also sweet potatoes called potatoes and corn wheat. The kind of thing can be bought with half a silver dollar. In addition, these things can finally be eaten with a full meal.

In addition to basic survival necessities, there is also sugar produced in Guangdong, and a silver dollar can also be bought for half a pound. When the ambassador first received his salary, he gritted his teeth and bought half a pound of sugar like snow with a silver dollar. When he returned home to respect his mother. Although his wife complained about spending money, he felt that everything was worth it when he saw my mother's smile and the cheerful cry of several children.

This ambassador experienced Li Zicheng's destruction of the city, the plague in Beijing, and the land grabbing of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, he felt that there was no hope in his life, and he probably lived a life worse than a pig or dog. But he didn't expect that Emperor Shenwu would regain the Ming Dynasty and could live a life of three full meals a day and eating meat every ten days. It was really incredible.

Now the ambassador closed his eyes and thought about his good life. The eldest son of the family is fifteen years old. After this year, he will be sixteen and has become a junior. Next year, he will ask Mr. Chen of the inspection department to see if he can arrange the eldest son to the urban management team. In this way, the father and son will have nine silver dollars per month. Thinking of the ambassador's desire for future life, he actually hummed a tune.

Just when the ambassador was imagining the future, a team came outside Dongbianmen. There were more than 100 people. The leader was a Jinyiwei wearing a bright yellow Douyu suit. He seemed to have a good official position. Behind him was the Jinyiwei Kuaishou wearing a soap outfit and a dome-sided felt hat. These people were divided into two teams, with more than a dozen prison vans in the middle, and were slowly coming to Dongbianmen.

Such a large team, and all Jinyiwei, someone saw it from afar. Those waiting to enter the city at Dongbianmen immediately scattered and avoided the killing gods.

The soldiers guarding the gate also saw the Jinyiwei's team and quickly went to the city to report to the ambassador. When the ambassador heard that it was the Jinyiwei, he quickly stood up and ran out of the city gate to greet him.

The Jinyiwei was led by a thousand households. He rode his horse to the city gate and said in an Yunnan dialect: "We are ordered to escort the imperial prisoner. This city gate official will find someone to lead us. We are going to the imperial prison!"

The ambassador was shocked when he heard that he had gone to Zhao Prison. My mother! I wonder if it was the civil and military minister who was unlucky again. He violated His Majesty's taboo and was escorted to Zhao Prison. Zhao Prison is a gate of hell, and can he survive after entering?

The ambassador looked at the gatekeepers around him. When they heard that they went to the imperial prison, they looked scared. The ambassador had no choice but to grit his teeth and said, "Please follow the villain, the villain leads the way in front!"

The Jinyiwei Qianhu saw these people a little afraid of themselves and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, you didn't make any mistakes, so the Jinyiwei will naturally not take you!"

The ambassador quickly nodded and said yes, but he thought in his heart that you are the one who kills you now said that the Jinyiwei of the previous dynasty was not like this. Isn’t it enough for you to deal with the rich families in the capital?

He cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face. The ambassador quickly nodded and bowed, leading the way in front, and came to the northwest of Zhengyangmen, the place of the Jinyiwei Zhaozhu.

Seeing that the criminal was finally escorted to the place, the Jinyiwei Qianhu breathed a sigh of relief. It was thousands of miles along the way from Kunming to Beijing. It was probably only so far to obtain the scriptures in the west back then! Fortunately, the criminal was finally escorted to the place without any damage, and the rest was the matter of the imperial prison.

The Qianhu put the gatekeeper ambassador back, then took his Jinyiwei waist card and went forward to report.

The official in charge of the Jinyiwei Zhao Prison was a politician, who was one of the top ranks above Qianhu. After hearing that prisoners from Yunnan were sent to him, they went out to see him in person.

The Qianhu did not expect that the supervisor of the imperial prison came out and quickly knelt down on one knee and said, "I am the Qianhu He Chong, the Qianhu in Yunnan, to meet the Lord of the Fufu! My subordinates have escorted the criminal Jin Daoming and other fifteen people into Beijing. No criminal died along the way. Please check it!"

"Okay, He Chong, bring the roster, I want to check it out!"

He Chong stood up and took out the roster from his arms and handed it to the tutor. The roster recorded the names of these prisoners, their official positions before, their figure and appearance, and what diseases they had suffered along the way, what they ate, etc., in case someone tampered with orgasm on the way, if they died a few days after they arrived at the imperial prison, there would be a direction for investigation.

The first prison car was Jin Daoming. Jin Daoming has suffered aging in the past two months. Although the Jinyiwei has benefited from his family and has not made things difficult for him, he has been slim about his future and has not known how the emperor will deal with him when he goes to Beijing. When he thinks of these things, Jin Daoming is very regretful. If he had known that this would be better than death in battle at that time, it would have been better than this daily torture.

The poliest looked at Jin Daoming carefully and did not say anything, then checked the next person. It took more than ten minutes to inspect everyone, and then came to the first prison car and said, "Criminal, the emperor has an order. For the sake of the prince of Wuchang, you don't have to go to the imperial prison, you can go home, but you have to report to the imperial prison every day to avoid the prince's abandoning the case and running away!"

What is the place of the imperial prison? Although Jin Daoming has never been in, he thinks it is not a good place. Now the emperor has mercy and asked himself to go home. This is really great!

Jin Daoming quickly knelt down on both knees in the prison car and kowtowed in the direction of the palace, thanking the emperor for his kindness.

The tutor nodded and sent two Jinyiwei strong men to escort Jin Daoming back to his house, and once again instructed Jin Daoming not to forget to come to the imperial prison to report every day.

Jin Daoming was thankful for his gratitude. He left the prison with two strong men and returned to Jin Shenghuan's mansion in Beijing.

At that time, the three princes, Jin Shenghuan, Li Chengdong and Wang Deren, lived in Nanjing as apartment officials after Zhu Hongsan deprived of military power. Although they had no real power, they lived a good life. After Zhu Hongsan occupied Beijing, they naturally could not keep these three guys in Nanjing, so they found an excuse to move the three princes to Beijing.

Jin Shenghuan's palace is near Nanluoguxiang, close to the imperial city, which is a good house. Jin Shenghuan is already sixty-seven years old. His life in house arrest has long been smoothed out in recent years. He hopes that he can live well and not anger His Majesty the Emperor and then have a good ending.

But two months ago, Jin Shenghuan learned that his son Jin Daoming had actually fled in front of the formation. At the same time, Li Chengdong's army was defeated, and Li Chengdong also died in the chaos. Jin Shenghuan knew that his son was going to be in trouble, so he quickly launched his old relationship, hoping to save his son's life.

But Jin Shenghuan was a surrendered general and it was too late to hide. Where can I help you? So Jin Shenghuan spent the past two months in pain.

Just after lunch today, the servants outside the door came in to report that the prince was back! Jin Shenghuan really didn't believe his ears. Jin Daoming escaped at the last minute and committed a death sentence. How could he come back by himself?

Jin Shenghuan quickly went out to watch. After closer inspection, he really saw that his son Jin Daoming was escorted by two Jinyiwei Lisses standing at the door.

These two strong men saw Jin Shenghuan coming out and knelt down on one knee. No matter how Jin Shenghuan lost power, he was also the prince of the country. If he did not respect it, it would be a great sin of disrespect!

A strong man said, "The villain has seen the prince of the county. The villain escorted the prince to the palace under our orders to govern the politician!"

Jin Shenghuan quickly asked the housekeeper to get two hundred silver dollars and handed them to the two strong men, and then asked, "Two, didn't my son make a mistake? How could he go home?"

"When the prince returns to the county, the emperor is sympathetic to the prince's age. He specially ordered the imperial prison to release the prince back to his residence to accompany the old prince. However, the prince's lawsuit has not yet been settled. The prince needs to go to the imperial prison to report every day to prevent the prince from escaping from the case!"
Chapter completed!