"Everyone, listen to me!"

Just when the squires were strong and scrambled to "contribute" to the court, a shout overshadowed their shouts.

Several people turned back with displeased looks, but when they saw that it was Qian Kun from Qingzhou Mansion, they quietly changed their expressions, and one of them arched their hands and said:

"I'll wait to hear what the Qian family has to say!"

Qian Kun started in Denglai at first, and also did a place inspection.

The Inspection Division, to put it bluntly, is similar to the police station of later generations, which specializes in investigating local illegal sea salt, and often recommends famous people in a place to take office.

Even the people in the coastal areas of Shandong know that although the rank of the inspection is low, the power is very great, but it is the most expensive and lacking.

Qian Kun did inspections, openly investigating illegal salt for the imperial court, but secretly he was also developing his own illegal salt industry.

To this day, Qian Kun has nearly a thousand salt thugs who lick blood with knives, and there are at least dozens of salt farms and salt fields on the territory of Qingzhou Prefecture.

When it comes to Shandong Qingyan, we always have to talk about Qian Kun of Qingzhou Mansion.

If such a person takes the lead in helping the imperial court to relieve the disaster, the effect will be much stronger than Wang Zaijin's own blind cat looking for a mouse.

After all, although the imperial court reacted quickly, the earthquake spread widely, and it will take time for a large number of rescue teams and supplies to come down.

He looked around at the crowd and saluted Wang Zaijin before saying:

"Everyone knows that I, Qian Kun, started as a patrol inspector, and now although I am no longer an official of the imperial court, I have also eaten the Ming Emperor's money."

"The imperial court, it is my Qian Kun's old employer, the old boss was killed, and it is really unreasonable not to help."

Speaking of this, he looked at Wang Zaijin again and said:

"Rest assured, Qingzhou Mansion is in the territory to help the people, and my Qian family will definitely mobilize all the salt farms, salt fields and Yunzhuang to help!"

Wang Zaijin was stunned for a moment, but he also understood the true intention of this guy in his heart.

Just like the promotion of sweet potatoes last time, the local wealthy businessmen or the Qian family are so powerful that they can let go of their hands to help your court do things, and they must be driven by profit.

He smiled and said:

"Presumably the emperor knows about this, and he will definitely be happy!"

"Don't dare, don't dare..."Qian Kun laughed.

Indeed, he saw from this incident the opportunity for the Qian family to go out of Qingzhou Mansion and face the whole of Shandong.

Previously, the Wei Dynasty and Wang An were defeated by Wei Zhongxian successively, and the inner court changed drastically, which did not affect them at the beginning.

But more than a year has passed, and sooner or later this wind will blow on his head.

After Wei Zhongxian defeated Wang An, a large number of eunuchs surnamed Wang died or died, withdrew or withdrew, all of which were replaced, the most famous of which was the tragic death of the Wei Dynasty in the Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum that had a gap with Wei Zhongxian.

At the beginning, everyone knew that it was Wei Zhongxian's deliberate revenge, and the emperor must have known it, but he still didn't care, which can be said to be very trusting of Wei Zhongxian.

There is also the Suzhou Weaving Bureau, and the current admiral is Wei Zhongxian's grandson Li Shi.

The local supervision department is a new yamen specially established by the imperial court last year to manage the collection of new tariffs, and it has been more than a year, and almost all provinces have set up new sites.

These superintendents are all in charge of Jinyiwei, and no one dares to provoke them.

Although Qian Kun has achieved the first place in Qingzhou Mansion, after all, he is only a local hero, and everyone is ambitious.

His ambitions don't stop there.

Recently, Qian Kun was very concerned, and he also heard the opportunity to let the Qian family take off from the dragon.

After Li Shi supervised Suzhou weaving, a large number of merchants rose in Suzhou, and they all had one thing in common, that is, they were willing to work for the imperial court, the "emperor".

This year, the "Beijing Daily" was restructured, and a large number of newspaper offices obtained the right to transfer publications to the local government, thus receiving the support of the imperial court and making a lot of money!

This is a clear signal.

If the imperial court wants to make money in Datong, Xuanfu and other places, it can't do without the tea and horse trade with Mongolia, and in the same way, if you want to make money in Shandong, you can't do without one word, salt!

As the first transaction of Qingyan, Qian Kun is confident that he has the energy to cooperate with the imperial court for mutual benefit!

Compared with these, the current so-called disaster relief gains and losses are all a drop in the bucket, and they are not worth mentioning at all!

He looked at the squires and heroes around him and said:

"Disaster relief is a matter for the imperial court, and it is also closely related to our families, and the rest is a rough person, who doesn't know a few big characters, but also knows the truth that there are no eggs under the nest."

"Everyone, if the imperial court falls and the local order is lost, can the family wealth be saved?"

"Today, I should give Qian Kun a face, help the court to relieve the disaster, my Qian family will always remember this love!"

When the words fell, his eyes were slightly cold, and he sneered:

"It doesn't matter if you don't give this face, my Qian family still has nearly a thousand salts, and when the time comes, you can follow the old method, whoever has a hard knife will have the final say!"

After speaking, everyone in the audience had different colors.

There are those who are angry but are holding back their anger, and there are those who are full of sarcasm and ignore it, but most of the salt families are solemn.

Shao leaning, a big man in green clothes got up, hugged his fists and said:

"Since the Qian family said this, we can't wait to do our own things, and we should sell the Qian family a face, and we will cover the disaster relief in Yanggu County, Dongchang Prefecture."

"Thank you for this brother, I Qian Kun remembered, you helped the court today, and the emperor will remember it!"

Qian Kun said with a laugh.

Wang Zaijin watched the Yan families everywhere get up one after another, and he also sneered in his heart.

This is indeed a good point, local disaster relief still depends on the people in these places, and the court alone will drag it out until the Year of the Monkey.

"Thank you for not giving up, on behalf of the emperor and the people, thank you for your generosity!" Wang Zaijin saw that someone had already gotten up and wanted to leave the table, so he said:

"Don't be in a hurry to leave, those who are willing to help the imperial court for disaster relief are all signed here, and those who are not willing to help the imperial court can also fund some silver taels to make a modest effort!"

This time, most of them were still the same as before, ignoring Qian Kun's statement.

They are all squires with heads and faces, and they already have a misunderstanding of Qian Kun, who started from a private salt business.

"Since the Qian family has said so, I, the Zhou family of Qiu County, are not allowed to be celibate." An old man with a white beard suddenly got up and said:

"Okay, my Zhou family has 5,000 taels of silver to help the imperial court for disaster relief!"

"As for the collection of disaster victims, soup porridge and cloth sheds, etc., please don't blame the elder Ge, Qiu County was seriously shocked, and this can only be the case."

Wang Zaijin glanced at him, remembered this face, and said with a light smile:

"What did Mr. Zhou say, your Zhou family has five thousand silver, which is already the most squires in Shandong, where do you dare to ask for anything else."

"Go home, the old man is full!"

Hearing this, the folds on Mr. Zhou's face moved, and he brushed his sleeves and left.

He didn't move a mouthful of the nest head and bread on the table, but the onlookers saw it, but they all stared at it and kept swallowing saliva.

Many squires don't understand that the earthquake in the three provinces has to make us come out?

Then Wei Zhongxian built three major halls and levied the Gyeonggi mining tax, is there less family property, don't go to him at this time, come to us to do something!

The Yan family is full of enthusiasm, scrambling to be the boss of this injustice, it is because their heads let the door clamp!

How can a squire with such knowledge and status as me be so stupid.

"Do you want to make an example of the general?"

Yang Zhaoji was indeed annoyed by today's incident, who would have thought that the people who really helped the imperial court at the time of the incident were actually these rough people who started selling smuggled salt.

The squires of some prestige in the area scoffed at this.

What's more, he can even take out a thousand taels, which can be said to have lost his conscience!

Wang Zaijin said:

"No need, there has just been a big earthquake in various places, let them bounce for some more time, draw up the list and hand it over to the emperor, the one in the palace will naturally have the means to clean them up."

When Yang Zhaoji heard this, he put down the saber in his hand and said with hatred:

"I'm going to draw up a list, and I'll report it to all of them, if the emperor knows about it, they will have a good look!"