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Chapter 102: What's the Problem (Part I)

With unprecedented self-confidence, Han Xiucai even raised his head a little higher than usual, and soon came to the gate of the Salt Transportation Division.

It is said that the Salt Transportation Department is responsible for the practice of the salt industry, and there are many officials and officials, and the scale is much larger than that of the procuratorate, so the government office occupies a larger area.

The gate is open here, and those who work in it can enter and exit, and once they enter the gate, they can go to the experience room and the governor's room in the outer courtyard. But from the beginning of the Yimen, it was strictly guarded, and it was not allowed to enter and exit at will.

Han Xiucai came to the Yimen newspaper, and heard that it was sent by the Imperial History of the Inspectorate to inspect the salt, and the men did not dare to make a mistake, so they quickly passed the word inside.

After a while, someone led Han Xiucai inside. After passing through three gates, Han Xiucai was brought to the reception hall, which shows that the salt transportation department covers a wide area.

Yan Yun made Feng Jian already sit inside, and with Han Xiucai's identity, it was not enough for Feng Yun to go out to greet him. Being able to sit here and meet in person is already a great face-saving experience.

However, Han Xiucai didn't give Feng Yun much face, and shouted when he entered the flower hall: "Lord Feng, do you Yanyun Division want to rebel!"

Although he has no rank or rank, he came on behalf of Gao Yongchun, the imperial history of the salt patrol, and the imperial history of the salt patrol is specially supervised by the salt transportation department, and the momentum cannot weaken the name of the procuratorate.

Feng Yunenvoy remained silent and asked calmly, "Why did Mr. Han say this?"

Han Yanchang asked aggressively: "The Imperial History of Salt Patrol is the system of the Imperial Mission, and it represents the imperial court! However, your company has experience with Song Xiyuan, and deliberately instructed the salt merchants to go to the procuratorate to spread rumors!"

Now I would like to ask, is it possible that your Salt Transportation Division is trying to resist the supervision of the procuratorate and openly resist the imperial court? What is the difference between this and rebellion!"

In the face of the rebuke from the supervision department, normal people have to defend a few words, and the timid will even panic. 【△Net】

But Feng Yunenvoy did not react abnormally, and still asked very calmly: "In this case, what does the procuratorate want?"

This completely indifferent attitude was beyond Han Yanchang's expectations, and he couldn't help but be stunned, he never expected Feng Yunenvoy to be so indifferent.

But he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only continue to perform as planned. "The Gao Procuratorate is very dissatisfied with this, which shows that there is a problem with the salt transportation officials!

Song Xiyuan dared to confront the procuratorate with just a small experience, this is by no means an accidental case, it is a manifestation of the deterioration of the atmosphere of the Yanyun Division!"

Feng Yunenvoy lightly apologized: "This is all the fault of the official's lack of discipline, which disappointed the Gao Procuratorate." ”

Han Yanchang said: "In recent years, the salt law in Hedong has been corrupted, and the salt class has been in arrears for many years, so the imperial court changed the Gao Procuratorate to come to Hedong to rectify it!

Therefore, the Gao Procuratorate has ordered all officials below the rank of the Salt Transport Department to make a register and send the curriculum vitae to the Procuratorate Office!

Feng Yun symbolically arched his hand, indicating obedience. "This official understands, and tomorrow he will send all the official registers to the procuratorate, and he will never hinder Lord Gao from inspecting the officials! As for the experience of Song Xiyuan, this official will personally interrogate and give the procuratorate an explanation!"

Han Yanchang always felt that it was not too enjoyable, first, Feng Yun's face was paralyzed from beginning to end, without the slightest change. It seems that no matter how much he behaves, he can't make him fluctuate, and this feeling is very frustrating.

The second is that things are going well, what you say is what you say, there are no twists and turns, and the protagonist in the novel is not so smooth.

However, this feeling of scolding Fang Xuan and saying the same thing does have a different taste, no wonder so many people want to be officials. And those who can't be officials have to pretend to be celebrities, for example, Fan Hongdao looks like he has to pretend to be dead.

Back in the procuratorate, Gao Yushi was also surprised by this smoothness, and Yan Yunsi put on such a deferential posture, which made Gao Yushi muttered in his heart.

Han Xiucai didn't want to be suspicious of the results of his efforts, and said with relief: "Boss, please rest assured, as long as the Salt Transportation Division sends the official register to the procuratorate tomorrow, the initiative is in our hands!"

Gao Yushi always felt that something was missing, but he couldn't remember what was missing.

The flowers bloomed two and each showed a branch, just when Han Xiucai was active and promising, Fan Hongdao was trudging on the salt flats with difficulty, and Zhu Shufang and Zhu County Lord were like a follower, hanging behind Fan Daxiucai.

At this time, it was already late autumn in October, and the weather in the north was already cold, and the wind was howling on the edge of the salt pond, although it had not yet reached the point where the wind was like a knife, but it could also penetrate into the bone marrow.

The salters are working on the last batch of salt of the year, and then they can rest in the winter and wait for the next spring to produce new salt flowers.

The salt flats were rugged and difficult to walk, and Fan Hongdao walked towards a group of salt dices in the distance.

Lord Zhu felt that he was a tragedy, and regretted that he should not be tempted by "more benefits than 20,000 salt leads", and followed Fan Hongdao to this ghost place where birds don't.

Although she often disguises herself as a man for the convenience of showing her face, it doesn't mean that she doesn't care about her appearance!

Thinking of this, Lord Zhu was a little up and down again, and couldn't help but shout to the front against the wind: "Fan Xiucai! You can't be a liar, right?"

Fan Hong replied without replying: "If you don't believe it, please turn around!"

Zhu Shufang asked again, "Then what are you doing here?"

Fan Hongdao was actually quite worried that Zhu Shufang would really leave, so he patiently replied: "I'll find some salt to talk carefully, figure out some details, and master the real first-hand materials!"

"Then you can come by yourself, what do you want me to do?" Zhu Shufang questioned dissatisfiedly. But at this time, Fan Hongdao had already walked to the side of a middle-aged salt ding, and he didn't have time to answer Zhu Shufang.

The middle-aged salt with wrinkles on his face like walnuts looked at Fan Hongdao suspiciously, he couldn't understand, what did this scholar who didn't know where he want to chat with him?

Isn't it like a scholar who is above the top and disdains to deal with people who are inferior to coolies? This scholar keeps saying that research, but what is research?

"The small ones still have to work, and there is really no time. The middle-aged salt Ding instinctively resisted everything that was unknown, and found an excuse to reject Fan Hongdao. In fact, it's not an excuse, he really wants to make salt, and chatting with Fan Hongdao is not good for delaying time.

Fan Hongdao lightly handed Zhu Shufang a color, and gestured with his fingers. Zhu Shufang understood, rolled her eyes, took out a bit of broken silver and handed it to Fan Hongdao.

The middle-aged salt Ding grabbed the broken silver, and immediately became smiling, and said continuously: "It's easy to say, what this little minister wants to ask, as long as the little one knows, he won't tell anything!"

There are also scoundrels on the salt flats, and when they saw Fan Hongdao, a "weak scholar", who was generous, they quietly surrounded him, very ill-intentioned.

Lord Zhu must have brought an escort when he came out. Immediately, several guards with tigers on their backs also approached, pressing the handle of their knives to block the outsiders.

Seeing this, those rags knew that this group of people was not easy to mess with, so they didn't dare to have any bad intentions and dispersed.

Only then did Zhu Shufang understand why Fan Hongdao wanted to let him follow, he just used his county lord as a money bag and a free bodyguard!

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