vrcanaries Chapter 1178: From the surname, to the surname
Chapter 1178: From the surname, to the surname
"You beast, worse than a pig or a dog!"
"When people disregard human life and prey on the common people."
"Why didn't you ever think of sparing their lives?"
"That sixteen-year-old girl you beat to death."
"How innocent is she?"
"And those hardworking weavers whose hard-earned wages you withheld."
"They have elderly parents to support and young children to raise; the whole family depends on that meager wage to survive!"
"You've cut off their means of survival; what's the difference between that and killing them?!"
Every word Lin Zhen uttered was like a heavy hammer blow.
It struck Li Wei's heart hard.
This also struck a chord with all the officials and gentry present.
They all lowered their heads and remained silent, trembling with fear.
I didn't even dare to breathe.
They knew this regent who was decisive and ruthless on the battlefield.
They show no mercy when it comes to dealing with corrupt officials!
"Your Highness...I...I was wrong..."
Li Wei's lips trembled as he tried to beg for mercy again.
However, Lin Zhen had already lost patience with his nonsense.
He suddenly lifted his foot.
He kicked him hard in the chest!
"Crack!"
A crisp cracking sound rang out!
Li Wei's sternum was cleanly and decisively broken by his kick!
"what--!"
He let out a heart-wrenching scream.
He was sent flying backwards like a kite with a broken string.
It crashed heavily into a huge loom not far away!
Then it slid to the ground like a lump of mud.
He was gushing out mouthfuls of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
It looked like he was going to die.
"Drag down."
Lin Zhen's voice was icy cold, devoid of any warmth.
"Issue my order!"
"Hang this scoundrel's corpse above the city gate of Suzhou and leave it exposed for three days!"
“Set as a warning to others!”
"Yes!"
Two Night Owl assassins emerged from the shadows.
They dragged the barely alive Li Wei away like a dead dog, disappearing from everyone's sight.
The entire textile manufacturing bureau fell into a deathly silence once again.
All the officials looked at the man standing in the center of the hall, exuding an overwhelming murderous aura, with eyes filled with fear and awe.
they know.
This regent was truly determined to kill.
Murong Yan did not utter a single word from beginning to end.
She just watched quietly.
Watching Lin Zhen use the most direct and bloody method.
Justice was served for the poor weaver named Zhang San.
This cleaned up the house of the textile factory, which had long been rotten to the core.
At this moment, she was still wearing the Phoenix Descent Dress, which served as her only nightgown.
The extremely dark black Suzhou brocade fabric appeared exceptionally cold and solemn within the bloody and murderous atmosphere of the weaving bureau.
It was as if it were a robe of judgment from the deepest hell.
The giant phoenix embroidered with real gold thread seemed to have transformed into a judge of hell who held the power of life and death!
A chilling light burst forth from his phoenix eyes, making it impossible for anyone to look directly at him!
The five-zhang-long (approximately 10 meters) long, dark gold Suzhou brocade train flowed quietly behind her.
That luxurious disorder is no longer laziness at this moment, but a ruthless crushing of all evil!
for a long time.
She slowly shifted her gaze away from the glaring pool of blood.
It landed on Zhang San, the weaver who was still kneeling on the ground.
"Zhang San."
Her voice was soft, yet it possessed an irresistible power.
"I have already redressed your grievances."
"Your daughter can rest in peace now."
"From this day forward, you will be the new head steward of the Suzhou Textile Bureau."
These words shocked the entire audience once again!
Let a lowly, ordinary weaver...
How did he rise to become the powerful head of the textile manufacturing bureau in one fell swoop?
This...this is an unprecedented and groundbreaking act!
Even Zhang San himself was dumbfounded.
He knelt on the ground, stunned, for a long time before he could react.
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...This humble subject...This humble subject has no virtue or ability whatsoever..."
"If I say you can do it, then you can do it."
Murong Yan's voice was unquestionable.
"I do not need those so-called capable ministers who spout classical Chinese phrases."
"What I need are people who truly come from the people and go back to the people, people who are pragmatic and hardworking."
"I believe you can do a better job than that scoundrel Li Wei."
"The Emperor, the Prince, and the thousands of weavers in this Imperial Textile Bureau are all watching you."
Murong Yan's words were resounding and powerful.
Tears of emotion welled up in Zhang San's eyes instantly.
He looked at the young and beautiful empress before him, who was full of wisdom and responsibility.
The despair and resentment towards the world that arose in his heart because of his daughter's tragic death.
Vanished in an instant!
Instead, there was an unprecedented sense of responsibility and mission to die for those who understand them!
"Your Majesty! Your Highness!"
He knelt down on the ground with a "plop" once again.
He kowtowed three times with all his might!
"This humble citizen is Zhang San!"
"I am willing to give my life for His Majesty and the Prince! I would gladly die a thousand deaths!"
After dealing with this major problem in the Suzhou Textile Bureau.
Lin Zhen and Murong Yan both felt somewhat heavy-hearted.
They didn't expect it.
In this seemingly prosperous and beautiful water town of Jiangnan.
Such shocking darkness and corruption were hidden there.
A mere head of the textile manufacturing bureau dared to so disregard human life and embezzle public funds.
What about other places?
What about those darker corners they can't see?
Are there even more shameless Li Weis hiding in the shadows?
"Husband," Murong Yan said in a low voice as she leaned against Lin Zhen in the carriage.
Do you think we were wrong?
"Are we placing too much trust in those so-called intellectuals?"
"Should we use harsher laws to restrain them?"
Lin Zhen shook his head upon hearing this.
He reached out and gently stroked her soft, flowing hair.
"Yan'er, this is not your fault."
"A large forest has all kinds of birds."
"No matter how perfect a system is, it is impossible to completely eliminate human greed."
"What we can do is not to throw the baby out with the bathwater and completely negate our existing system for selecting officials."
"Instead, we need to establish a more comprehensive and rigorous oversight system."
"Make those with ulterior motives afraid to be greedy, unable to be greedy, and unwilling to be greedy!"
"Oversight system?"
Murong Yan seemed to be deep in thought.
"Yes."
Lin Zhen nodded.
"We can establish a special agency that is independent of all administrative departments."
"Let's call it the 'Independent Commission Against Corruption'!"
"This organization is directly responsible for both of us."
"Grant them the supreme power to inspect the entire realm and scrutinize all officials!"
"Anyone who engages in corruption, abuse of power, or oppression of the people."
"Regardless of their official rank or background."
"We will not tolerate any wrongdoing once it is verified!"
"Only in this way can we truly put power in the cage of the system."
"Only in this way can we ensure the long-term stability of our officialdom in the Great Qian Dynasty to the greatest extent possible."
Murong Yan listened to Lin Zhen's once again forward-thinking ideas, full of wisdom from later generations.
The light in those phoenix eyes, which had been somewhat dim, instantly rekindled!
Yup!
Why didn't she think of that!
Establish an independent and dedicated anti-corruption agency!
This is simply another brilliant and ingenious plan to undermine the enemy's defenses!
"My husband, you..."
She looked into Lin Zhen's deep eyes, which always seemed to offer guidance at the most crucial moments.
Besides worship, all that remained in my heart was endless dependence.
"You are truly the luckiest person in my life."