Jiangnan has been the most developed silk weaving region since ancient times. Since the imperial palace needs a large amount of silk fabrics every year, the court set up a weaving bureau in Jiangnan.
The weaving bureau is mainly responsible for managing the imperial merchants who need silk fabrics for the palace, and is responsible for weaving silk fabrics for the palace and the court officials.
The supervisor of Jiangnan weaving has always been directly appointed by the palace and directly under the jurisdiction of the inner treasury. Although the official rank is only the fifth grade, it is a real and powerful official position.
In order to prevent officials from embezzling, the supervisor is generally held by eunuchs.
The original intention is that eunuchs have no penis, so they don't have so many desires, and they will embezzle less.
But who would have thought that it might be because of the physical defect that led to psychological abnormality, and the eunuchs' desire for money is no less than that of normal people.
The eunuch in charge of the selection of imperial merchants this time is called Li Zifei. He is the godson, well, goddaughter, well, it seems not, of You Zizai, the master of the East Factory. In short, You Zizai is his godfather.
Today is the day when the eunuch supervisor arrives.
Early in the morning, officials of all ranks in Hangzhou City lined the streets to welcome him.
There is no way. The eunuch supervisor is directly under the inner treasury. It is said that he reports to the emperor. Although he is a fifth-rank official, the officials dare not disrespect him. They all smile in front of people and swear behind their backs.
As time goes by, it is close to noon. The officials are sweating profusely in the sun. The higher-ranking officials run to the shops on the street to cool off. The lower-ranking officials are bare-chested and fanning themselves vigorously with cattail leaves.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Here they come, here they come."
All the officials were cheered up. The high-ranking officials who were enjoying the cool air came out one after another. The lower-ranking officials who were bare-chested hurriedly tidied their clothes. Everyone stood in their positions and looked forward to it.
I saw a group of people and horses slowly coming from outside the city gate. At the front, there were tiger-head signs on all four sides, with the words "Imperial Envoy", "Patrol", "Avoid" and "Silence" written on them.
Eight people followed behind, holding up their flags and spears, with flags fluttering in the strong wind.
Behind them was a sedan chair carried by eighteen people, with a silver cover and black curtains, a standard of ceremonial guards for a first-rank official.
Two attendants stood on both sides of the sedan chair, holding green fans. A young eunuch led the sedan chair, holding an apricot-yellow umbrella, and eight attendants followed behind the sedan chair.
The officials in Hangzhou were all shocked. You, a small fifth-rank supervisor, actually used the ceremonial guards of the first rank. This was a naked usurpation.
But everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak.
The sedan chair drove into the inner city, and all the officials saluted solemnly.
As a result, the people in the sedan chair did not give any face at all, and the door of the sedan chair was not opened. Only a feminine voice came from inside and said, "I am tired, you all should leave."
After that, the sedan chair drove straight to the government office where the Hangzhou weaving factory was located, leaving all the officials in Hangzhou looking at each other in bewilderment.
The prefect of Hangzhou was a hot-tempered man. Seeing this, he started to curse: "What a thing, neither man nor woman, I must report him."
His colleagues hurriedly persuaded him: "Hush, be careful with your words. The eunuch party is powerful, you must not be impulsive."
Hearing this, the prefect of Hangzhou calmed down a little, but he was still angry. He shook his sleeves and said: "Hey, I am so angry."
After that, he left angrily.
Then everyone went back in anger.
...
Shen Mansion.
Shen Mingcheng, who regained consciousness, finally told the whole story, but he didn't know why the Japanese were killed and by whom.
Ji Yuanshan combined Shen Mingcheng's narration with the Japanese's words and finally understood the whole story.
At this moment, he touched his chin and said, "It seems that this Su family is not simple. Not only can they quickly investigate the bamboo forest in the western suburbs, but they can also easily kill more than 50 Japanese ronin. They are really amazing." Shen Mingcheng lay weakly on the couch. Hearing Ji Yuanshan's praise for the Su family, he felt uncomfortable. The plan to kidnap and assassinate Su Linglong was also Ji Yuanshan's. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have ended up like this. Shen Mingcheng complained in anger, "Brother Ji, don't help others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige. Think of a way to avenge me." "Brother Shen, I'm afraid you have to think about your revenge for a long time. At present, you should still focus on the affairs of the imperial merchants." Shen Mingcheng showed an unwilling expression when he heard this. Seeing Shen Mingcheng's appearance, Ji Yuanshan couldn't help but snorted in his heart: Humph, it's hard to achieve great things. But he still said: "Brother Shen, you don't have to do this. I have a plan. Although it won't work immediately, it will definitely destroy the Su family."
Shen Mingcheng was overjoyed when he heard this. He said urgently: "Brother Ji, tell me quickly, what is the plan?"
Ji Yuanshan said: "No matter whether it is the Su family who killed the Japanese, as long as we push this matter onto the Su family, do you think the Japanese will let it go?"
Shen Mingcheng's eyes lit up instantly when he heard this. He wished that the Japanese would slaughter the Su family right now, and then fuck that bitch Su Linglong 100 times 100 times.
Thinking of the excitement, he couldn't help coughing: "Cough cough cough, cough cough cough."
While coughing, he said: "Brother Ji, what are you waiting for? Cough cough cough, hurry up, cough cough cough, tell the Japanese this news!"
Ji Yuanshan shook his head and said: "I am not a participant, you have to tell this matter to be convincing."
Shen Mingcheng nodded, and he immediately ordered: "Come on, carry me to see Prince Jin Yu."
...
Prince Jin Yu was lying on the bed recovering from his injuries, with a reed stuck under him.
The physical injuries can be healed, but how can the deep wounds in the heart be healed?
He thought that this trip to the mainland was full of gains, but who would have thought that he would lose his wife and his soldiers. Without a penis, there is no wife.