The next day, in Lin'an City, it was unexpectedly calm, and the merchants who came out of Fengle Building were like an appointment, almost never talking about the things in the building, and they were mysterious and unpredictable, and even the servants beside them were sealed, and it was difficult to take out a half-sentence of truth.

"It's a good move to 'invite the gentleman into the urn', the owner's move, the people can't say anything, and the court can't say anything, Yang is impressed."

Because of the support of later generations, Liu Yu sees it more clearly than he is in it, in this era, the support of various forces is indispensable to make business bigger.

To put it inappropriately, like later generations, if you want to really study and enter the office, it is not a small amount after ten years, and it is by no means the wife who can do it by weaving and weaving as mentioned in the play, so the gentleman and the businessman often have an inseparable relationship.

So the big bait he threw out was by no means only businessmen, and now it seems that except for a very few maverick officials, even most of the speech officials have shut up, because no one wants to be an enemy of the Manchu Dynasty.

It's no wonder that investment in shares, dividends according to shares, you love me, Tong Suo's pure business behavior, the difference is only in the size. Although his appetite is bigger, if he really wants to do it, the annual tax revenue of the imperial court will be a huge amount, and if he can't come up with a better way, who will talk more.

However, Liu Yu also understands that under this superficial calm, the dark tide is surging, not to mention anything else, the dominance of things will be a reason for all parties to break their heads. And in this regard, his right to speak is no longer enough, even the Ye family is difficult to fight, it depends on the result of their mutual compromise.

Taking this as an opportunity, the transfer of wealth to the coast is the result he wants, so that even if the Jingshi can't hold it in the future, he can leave a fortune for future use, and of course, more importantly, it can't fall into the hands of the Tartars.

"The affairs of the Jingshi are entrusted to you, if there is something difficult to decide, you can go to the Ye family Dalang, and let him deal with it."

The plan has been thrown, and it is time for Liu Yu to leave, for him, the war has begun, the work on Qionghai's side is about to begin, and things elsewhere are also on the right path, and it is difficult to stay at home in peace.

Yang Xingqian nodded and didn't say anything, at least for now, the Ye and Liu families are one, and the lady of the main family does not have much decisiveness, so this arrangement is also a natural thing, but it is a pity that there are too few people available around the owner, so let him run around in person.

"Da Lang, look, Quanzhou has arrived."

On the official road that was very smooth, an ox cart was slowly moving in the flow of people, with more than a dozen guards in front and behind, and the man at the head rode close to the carriage, lowered his head and said.

"Oh?" The curtain on the window was opened, Zhang Qingyun tried to poke his head out, but he couldn't see clearly, he simply jumped down from behind, anyway, the convoy was also very slow, and he could keep up with it just like that.

Not far ahead, a city appeared in sight, they were walking along the Taolin River, just after Nan'an County, the guard was right, such a large city, it could only be Jinjiang County, where Quanzhou Prefecture is located, walked for so long, and finally arrived.

In order to be in a hurry, they all rode horses all the way, and after entering Fujian Road, the mountain roads increased, and Zhang Qingyun couldn't hold on to it no matter how much he insisted, so he had to buy an ox cart, but fortunately, his identity was the son of a wealthy businessman, and there was nothing wrong with doing so.

After entering the territory of Quanzhou, you can obviously feel the increase of caravans, on this wide official road, both sides are the big carts coming and going, which are full of all kinds of goods, and you have not yet entered the city, you can already feel the strong business atmosphere.

The rush of these days made Zhang Qingyun feel extremely fulfilling, "reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles", he has not traveled thousands of miles away, what he knows and feels exceeds what he has learned for more than 20 years, and when he arrives here, he has a further feeling.

Before coming, the owner had told him that there were many merchants in this place, what kind of people were like in Fan, it was difficult to see in Jiankang City, but there were in Lin'an City, but he didn't stay for a few days in total, and he didn't have the opportunity to see it, and now, Zhang Qingyun finally saw that there are still human beings who have grown like this in this world, which subverted his cognition.

Entering from the city gate, the Fan people dressed in all kinds of strange costumes walked in front of him in an endless stream, the clothes were not enough, the appearance was really surprising to their group, from the hairstyle, skin color, eyes to gestures, they were completely different from the Song people, and such a person, even able to speak fluent official language, made him secretly surprised in his heart.

The streets along the way are also different from other places, there are not many square doors on both sides, and there are all shops in one place, which are operated by both Song and Fan people, and the whole city is like a huge bazaar, no wonder so many commercial taxes can be collected in a year.

"Let's go find an inn to stay in first, and then make sense."

I don't know if I went to the wrong place, Zhang Qingyun looked around and saw that they were all Tibetans, and those houses were also strange, with round spires and high pillars, no wonder the owner said that this place was "not like Song Tu".

He was relieved when he thought of the purpose of his coming, no matter what kind of ghosts there were, they would be pulled out, he had no doubt about that.

Almost as soon as they entered the city, several horsemen also reached the city, and rushed through the streets before them, speeding all the way through until they stopped in front of a large mansion in the city.

The knight at the head was dressed in ordinary military uniforms, and after dismounting, he glanced at the "Pufu" plaque hanging on the door, took out a sign from his body, handed it to the door, and after a while, a steward came out and brought them in.

"The palace? But the king of Jingshi is in the mansion. ”

The person who came was just a messenger, and when he handed over a letter to the steward, he was taken down and settled, and the steward did not dare to slack off, and immediately delivered the letter to the master of the inner chamber, who looked at the cover and thought about it.

"Exactly, but Wang Xiang has already been promoted to Pingzhang Military Affairs, and now he is the first person in the court."

The steward's words made him pay attention to it, picked up the fire paint and took out the letter to see, it was actually asking for money, it was not yet August, he was slightly stunned, it was not unheard of in the past, but it was so much at a time, so straightforward, how could it be like a court minister, the head of the civil minister?

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, the steward raised his head and looked at it, although his master was dressed in Hanfu, his face was more like a Tibetan man, with deep eyes, high nose and slightly curly beard, and only his eyes inherited the black color of the Song people.

"What do you think?" His official speech has a strong southern accent, which is more authentic than many locals, and he was just about to accept it, when he saw the look of the steward, and seemed to have a different opinion, so he asked more.

"This prime minister has just been promoted, most of them have something to entertain, according to the small one, not only to promise him, but also to add more, as a gift, I don't know if it's right, or ask Ah Lang to decide."

"Hmm." He felt that what the steward said was very reasonable, this was just a small amount of money, and when he was going to do it, he suddenly had a different idea, what was going on in the court, he was most concerned about, since there was such a change, he might as well inquire about it.

"First settle the people, you go to do it yourself, go out and call someone to prepare a certain gift, and then prepare a gift." He changed what he had said, and the steward said nothing, but withdrew as promised.

"Go to the state office." Sitting on his shoulder, he commanded, closed his eyes and began to recuperate, this matter seems to be nothing strange on the surface, but he faintly feels that it is not so simple, only by walking on it in person, can he rest assured.

The Quanzhou Prefecture Ya is not far from here, and he seems to be very familiar with the people in the Yazhong, and he only showed his face in the public opinion, and was carried into the mansion and stopped until the back hall.

"Haiyun is here, just to see how this official is written?"

Behind the case in the hall stood a winged hat official, who was the head of Quanzhou City, who knew Quanzhou Tian Zhenzi.

"The word Taishou has been refined again, and the penmanship is beautiful, and it looks more and more good."

He walked over and looked at it, and a piece of rice paper had four big characters written on it, and praised it with a smile.

"You, this kung fu is really improving, go over and sit."

Tian Zhenzi shook his head, he felt very bad today, he was not satisfied with it after writing it several times, this one is the same, his heart is not quiet, how can he write quietly, this person is half Song and half Fan, and the ink in his chest is also half hanging, far worse than his eldest brother.

"If you don't come, the official will also go to the house to find you."

As soon as he sat down, Tian Zhenzi's words made him suddenly startled, and he knew that there was still something to follow, so he didn't open his mouth to ask.

"The imperial court has decided to withdraw the Mingzhou City Bo Division, and instead open a port in Qiongzhou, and the person in charge is Zeng Wei, the head of the household department, this person, the official is not familiar with it."

Tian Zhenzi's words were very informative, so he didn't digest it for a while, the income of the Mingzhou Division is not high, and the dismissal is also a proper meaning, but why, to set up a new division, it is still in a place like Qiongzhou.

"This matter is a foregone conclusion, Zeng Wei left Beijing on the same day, I am afraid that it will arrive a long time ago."

Looking at his expression, Tian Zhenzi also knew what idea he wanted to fight, and as soon as he spoke, he directly cut off his thoughts. The meaning is very clear, since this matter is a foregone conclusion, it is impossible to think of a way from the court.

"The court gave him a year's work, and asked him to hand over 700,000 yuan, if the expiration is insufficient, there may be variables, and this is what you mean, what the official can say, the rest depends on yourself."

After Tian Zhenzi finished speaking, he picked up his cup of tea, but he didn't send it to his mouth, he knew that this was the meaning of sending off guests, and he didn't be verbose, he got up and gave a salute, ready to go out.

"Wait, take that picture back, it's not well written, you'll just look at it."

Before he took a step, a voice sounded behind him, he put away the paper in surprise, except for four words, there was neither a payment nor a seal, how could there be such a gift, but when he saw the other party's serious expression, he still rolled it up and thanked him again.

"What an eventful time." Tian Zhenzi sent him out of the back hall and stood in front of the steps and sighed leisurely. R1058