Jinzhou joined the army and died in battle, belonging to the Liaodong clan.

It is most likely that Wu Xiang died in the battle.

That battle sent tens of thousands of Ming troops, and blood flowed into a river.

The defeat in that battle spread to the capital in August.

According to the rules, the Ministry of War should start preparing to count the list of casualties in August.

It's mid-November now.

In three months, the pensions for the fallen soldiers in Daxing County, Shuntian Prefecture have not been paid.

Don't talk about a lot of things.

Military pay and pensions are both key factors that involve military stability.

Behind the soldiers are living families, and everyone has to eat.

"Jinzhou..." Chongzhen stood up and silently recited these two words.

"What's your husband's name?"

"Li Qi."

In ancient times, people who did not study in rural areas basically couldn't think of any connotational names. For the sake of convenience and trouble-saving, they liked to use numbers instead, which is more common.

He didn't ask any more questions, his eyes fell on the officer, raised his hand and whipped it with a whip.

The officer was sobbed that he screamed twice, intending to hide, but was pressed to the ground by the Jinyiwei.

Chongzhen said angrily: "Who gave you the courage to do something wrong here!"

"Sir, please spare me!"

Chongzhen whipped the officer twice again, then turned around, looked at the little boy, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't be afraid, don't worry, I'll solve this for you. Don't have a burden in your heart, you must believe that this world is fair."

The little boy nodded with tears.

Chongzhen waved his sleeves and said, "Take the person back to the Beizhen Fushiya first and take good care of him."

"yes!"

"There is also this person." Chongzhen pointed to the officer who used a whip to whip the woman.

The officer immediately said, "Sir, it's not about humble duties, sir!"

The Jinyiwei immediately took him up.

"Sir, the humble position is wronged. The humble position is the subordinate of the Rongzheng of the Beijing Camp. The humble position is spared for the sake of Mr. Zhang."

Who is Mr. Zhang Jue-seok in the Rongzheng in Beijing?

Hui'an Bo Zhang Qingzhen!

The brother of Queen Yi'an Zhang Yan.

Jingying Rongzheng was a civilian official in Jingying before, second only to the Governor.

The officials in the Beijing camp were basically held by nobles.

When Zhang Qingzhen changed the dynasty, he also participated in supporting Chongzhen as a successor to the throne, and was considered a hero.

Chongzhen didn't care about this. He turned over and did not intend to return to the palace, but went to the direction of the Beizhen Fusi Yamen.

"Wang Cheng'en."

"exist."

"You go to the Ministry of War and ask the Ministry of War to transfer the files of Li Qi, a man from Lijia Village, Daxing County, to join the army in Jinzhou, and then send all the pension filings of Shuntian Prefecture to the Privy Council this time, and ask Sun Chengzong to arrange someone to investigate immediately, and there must be no mistakes."

"yes."

He soon arrived at the Fusiyamen of Beizhen.

"Stay the mother and son and rest well, go find a doctor and get some food for them." Chongzhen said, walking towards the prison.

At this time, it was getting late and the wind and snow rose again.

The officer was escorted to Zhao Prison in the Beizhen Fushiyaya, and the person was already trembling.

Who doesn’t know the evil name of Zhaozhuo?

When ghosts come in here, they want to go back to the eighteenth level hell immediately, let alone humans.

Luo Yangxing prepared hot tea and arranged the table and chairs.

Chongzhen sat down and the officer was brought up.

It would be more appropriate to interrogate here, after all, there are many people at the gate of the city.

"Sir, please spare me. Bei Zhi is a subordinate of Hui'anbo, and Bei Zhi is a subordinate of Hui'anbo, the Rongzheng of Beijing, and give Mr. Zhang a face."

Chongzhen said angrily: "I give him face. Go and ask him if he dares to ask for it!"

The Jinyiwei slapped the officer in the face, swollen his face, making his expression distorted.

Luo Yangxing said: "Your Majesty the Emperor is here, you still dare to speak out!"

When the officer heard this, he was completely stunned. When he reacted, he quickly hit his head on the ground: "My little minister deserves to die! My little minister deserves to die!"

Chongzhen said: "What's your name?"

"Little minister Liu Rende is the chief of the Beijing camp."

Liu Rende?

This name is a human-like person.

"Why did you hit that woman? Let's be honest."

"Reply to Your Majesty's words, the woman said she wanted to sue the emperor. The minister thought she was making trouble, so he scolded him a lesson."

Chongzhen didn't ask much and said to Luo Yangxing: "Let him tell the truth."

Luo Yangxing picked up the red iron block and baked it on Liu Rende, which made Liu Rende scream in pain.

"Do you know that the crime of deceiving the monarch is to behead you?"

"The little minister said, the little minister said!"

Luo Yangxing then stopped.

Liu Rende said: "The woman told Xiaochen about her situation. Xiaochen thought in his heart that it was probably too late for the Ministry of War to issue pensions. Xiaochen thought that he could not bother the Ministry of War because of this little thing, so he stopped her."

"It's that simple?"

"Everything is true for the little minister."

"Stay on, hit until he tells the truth!"

Luo Yangxing stamped the red iron piece into his chest again, and Liu Rende shouted: "I want to stop her and send her to the officials of the Ministry of War to get a little money for drinking!"

"Does Mr. Zhang know about this?"

"I don't know that Mr. Zhang is the only minister who makes his own decisions."

"Do you think the Ministry of War has withheld the pension?"

"I don't know, but I just want to try my luck."

Chongzhen fell silent. This Liu Rende was just a small character, just a general in the Beijing camp.

However, the Beijing Camp still had a general manager, which surprised Chongzhen a little.

The Beijing Camp has been completely undermined and rectified.

There is still a general.

Maybe some officials in the previous Beijing camp stuffed some money and left some idle positions.

Even a person who guards the city gate stepped on it might be the pension deducted by the Ministry of War.

Then is it the Ministry of War?

Is this a question?

Office in the Ming Dynasty was not a joke.

Everything is recorded in documents and is kept on record.

What?

Can you not leave a record?

How can you prove that you are working without keeping a record?

You open your mouth and say you did it, what about the evidence? What about the records?

There is nothing, what do you want to eat here?

The official process of handling affairs is the official government.

Chongzhen remembers that yesterday, just yesterday, the Minister of War Wang Qia sent a copy of the pensions from Shuntian Prefecture, Baoding Prefecture, and Zhending Prefecture to the cabinet and submitted it to the emperor.

Of course, Chongzhen watched such an important thing himself.

Although I can't remember the name inside, it must have already stated that Shuntian Mansion has been distributed.

Soon, Chongzhen returned to the palace.

In the evening, Wang Chengen came back: "The emperor, everything has been sent to the Privy Council. Lord Sun has arranged for someone to go to check overnight. This is the document file of Li Qi, and he is indeed joining the army in Jinzhou."

After watching it, Chongzhen laughed so much that he was so angry.

OK OK OK OK OK You even have greed for pensions, so don’t blame me for turning against others.

Who are greedy?

It is not difficult to find it. The payment of pensions is done in a formal process. There are people signing and stamping at every link, and the documents are filed.
Chapter completed!