Wu Zhaozu is a petty official, but he is not stupid, on the contrary, he can be a salt supervisor with a lot of oil and water in the Great Song Dynasty, and he cannot be a human spirit.

He took the path of Meng Heng, the envoy of the Jinghu system and the envoy of Sichuan Xuanfu.

And the relationship between Meng Hui and Shi Songzhi, the prime minister and privy envoy of the current dynasty, everyone knows it, and it is appropriate to describe it in a sentence of intimacy. As early as when Meng Zongzheng's father, Meng Zongzheng, was in charge of Jing'e and Hubei capitals, Shi Songzhi, who was the deputy envoy of Jinghu at the time, had a close relationship with the Meng family, who was born in the Yue family's army, and greatly appreciated Meng Zongzheng's four sons, especially the eldest son Meng Hui.

After Meng Heng became famous, there was a big tree in the middle of the court to shade him, and it was easy to promote one or two people.

The first thing Wu Zhaozu thought in his heart was to tell Meng Hui about Sun Hong.

He is very smart, when he wrote the paperwork, he didn't write Wang Kui into it, although he knew that this was probably Wang Kui's support behind the scenes, otherwise a barbarian Changsun Hong would not have the courage.

But when it comes to salt and profit, it is about himself, he has to find a way to get the eldest grandson Hong away, otherwise he has worked hard to come here, but he can't get a single child, isn't it in vain?

So after looking at Jingguan, Wu Zhaozu returned to the yamen, and immediately laid out paper and ink, thinking about how to consider the text.

But he never imagined that just when he was racking his brains, all the reasons he came up with had already been presented to Meng Heng's desk by others.

In the city of Xiangyang, in the official residence of the Jinghu envoy.

Meng Hui set up a cup of tea and sat opposite a Wenchen.

The interior is simple, there are no gorgeous curtains to decorate, there are no elegant calligraphy and paintings on the wall, a row of bookshelves, a wall full of books, a black sheath sword hanging next to the paper window, tables and chairs, round stools, that's all.

"The adults are in a high position, and life is still so simple, and the officials are impressed." Wang Kui looked around and said sincerely.

Meng Hui smiled and waved his hand: "The country is in danger, and the official family is only one meal and one meat, how can we, as courtiers, only care about pleasure and forget our own duties, I am not living a hard life, it is appropriate." ”

He tapped a stack of papers on the table beside him with one finger, and asked with a smile, "Lord Wang can send someone to send these here, why bother to run there yourself?" Xichuan Xinfu, how can I leave you with a thousand things? ”

Wang Kui arched his hand and said solemnly: "Although there are many official affairs, they can't reach this top priority, so the lower officials have to make a trip." ”

The seriousness of what he said made Meng Heng stunned.

"I've read all of this." Meng Heng thought about it, and also looked positively: "Peng Daya's relatives don't respect military law, if you kill him, no one can say anything about you, if Peng Daya is unfair, and can't think of trying to find you to make trouble, I will take him down, Shi Xianggong also told you, Sichuan is a place, you are allowed to act cheaply, there, you are the town marshal, no one can help you, and let go of it." ”

"As for the chain of building a mountain city in Sichuan, it is a clever plan, you can think of this, it is really rare, we are not wrong, you don't know, when I saw this map of the mountain city, I smashed the table, hahaha!"

Meng Heng's laughter was heroic and majestic, and he couldn't help but slap the table again.

He looked at Wang Kui, seemed to remember something, smiled and said: "I won't tell you, the imperial court originally wanted to transfer Yu Yu to Sichuan, and it was me and Shi Xianggong who made the fourth road of Zhenchuan Gorge, and said to the official family that it is enough to have Wang Kui in Sichuan, and Yu Jie is brave and strategic, and it is better to stay in Lianghuai, so you can be the deputy envoy of Sichuan and be fully responsible for Sichuan, you don't want us to lose face." ”

"The lower officials must do their best to live up to the grace of the two adults!" Wang Kui hurriedly stood up, took a deep look, and said respectfully.

Meng Heng helped him up and sat down with both hands, and said: "Lord Wang wants to thank us, not us, but the Great Song Dynasty, it is the official family, you have guarded Sichuan well, I will have a better life in Jinghu, and the two Huai will be stable, the Great Song Dynasty can confront the north and the south of the northern captives, keep it safe, and when the time is ripe, the army will go on a northern expedition and recover the northern land, so Lord Wang has a very heavy burden." ”

Wang Kui nodded and lifted it up: "The lower officials came here just to tell the adults about this matter." ”

"If it's all about this." Meng Heng pointed to the stack of papers: "Then don't worry, I support every word!" ”

In Wang Kui's grateful gaze, Meng Heng said angrily: "After this summer, the imperial court will allocate the spring tax, you can rest assured, over there in Sichuan, I will not deduct a penny and a piece of rice, I will give you all the money, you can make good use of it and do your thing." ”

Wang Kui thanked again: "Thank you, Lord Meng!" ”

He arched his hand and said, "In a few days, a group of Mongolian heads will be transported over, about a thousand of them, and adults can check that they are all authentic Mongolian Tatars." ”

"Oh?" Meng Heng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Lord Wang sent it a few days ago, and probably now he has removed the sub-word of the official title." ”

"These are all killed by Sun Hong, the deputy envoy of Xuzhou Defense, in the mountains, and it took a few days to collect and concentrate, and the lower officials inspected it again, and only after confirming it was undoubtedly dared to send it, so it delayed time."

"Eldest grandson Hong?" Meng Heng narrowed his eyes: "I seem to have heard of this name, and you also mentioned it in your previous letters." ”

"Yes, this person is a barbarian general who is a good friend of the lower officials, belongs to the Shimen Fan Department of Xuzhou, and is now the training envoy of the Rongzhou regiment, he is a Song person, upright, resourceful, and courageous, and the lower officials can contain the Mongolian army in Xichuan, and he has contributed a lot." Wang Kui said.

Meng Heng thought for a moment, touched his chin and said, "This person has such a great merit, why is it not mentioned in the merit request document handed over?" ”

"He is the king of Dali, the king of the foreign domain, according to the law, he cannot be awarded high-ranking officials." Wang Kui leaned closer and said in a low voice: "So Xia Guan thinks that if you want to continue to win him over, you can't give him any benefits." ”

Meng Heng nodded and said, "Yes, the barbarian is very profitable, if you want to continue to use him, you can't keep people just by relying on the current group training." Although the Mongols retreated, they would come again sooner or later, and when their khanate was established, there would be a thunderbolt when they came again, and every soldier they could use would be fought for. What do you want to do? ”

"The court gave him some rewards, but for a prince, it was too shabby to look down on. If once he is cold, when the next time the subordinate summons him again, he ignores it or prevaricates, and the subordinate will be embarrassed. Wang Kui has no scruples in front of Meng Hui, Meng Hui is also from a family, a military general with troops, there is no sour taste of literati, and it is better to speak bluntly.

"So the lower officials want to think about it, and want to hand over the Xichuan salt profits to him to take care of, and he will sell them from the salt supervisor, and we will take a cut from them, so that the interests of the envoy will not be harmed, and what should be obtained will still be obtained, and the eldest grandson Hong's family has a monopoly and can get a lot of benefits from it."

"You're not harmful, but those salt merchants are bleeding." Meng Hui was extremely smart, and he explained the stakes in one sentence, and he looked at Wang Kui with a smile: "You want to use the blood of the salt merchants to raise barbarian soldiers?" ”

"My lord, the Shimen Fan Barbarian Department is also a Song person, although the eldest grandson Hong is the prince of Dali, but it is incumbent on him to stand up in times of crisis, which is really rare and valuable, to put it mildly, he is more loyal than many characters in the Great Song Dynasty!" Wang Kui's expression remained unchanged, and he was still rigorous: "Besides, Shimenfan's combat power is brilliant, no less than any military horse in Xichuan, and the ghost pawn has the style of the Tang Dynasty. ”

Meng Hui turned his gaze up and down on Wang Kui, frowned and thought for a long time, and said slowly: "Why, you can't withstand the pressure of the salt merchants and ask me for help?" ”

"The salt merchants haven't come to me yet, but they're almost there." Wang Kui held his breath and maintained a posture of sitting with a straight face: "Xichuan is safe, this matter is related to most of it, I hope that the adults will be successful!" ”

Meng Heng stood up, walked a few steps in the room, turned around and asked steadily, "Are you not afraid of raising thieves and respecting themselves?" Aren't you afraid that the Mongols didn't come, and first raised a thief army who stabbed the back? ”

(End of chapter)