The two Huai salt merchants have been dealing with the government for so many years, so they naturally know the ideas that need to be paid attention to, if the other party sends soldiers and horses, it will be equivalent to choking the necks of the two Huai salt merchants.

Since the salt merchants dared to come to seek reinforcements, they had naturally already thought of a way to deal with it.

In fact, this kind of thing is not unheard of in the past, as long as the money is negotiated, it will be handled carefully in the initial period of time, and when the local stability is stable, everyone will find some way in the officialdom, and it will not be easy to get the generals away at that time.

The reason why the businessmen have such self-confidence is, on the one hand, the filial piety they have given to the local government for many years, most of the scholars and officials have taken their own silver, and when they hear that they are busy, they naturally want to help, and what else is there to be afraid of.

Moreover, they also have a deep relationship in the yamen of the north and south, most of the officialdom have taken bribes, and the matter of the garrison of the transfer of soldiers and horses wants to help Wang Zheng prevaricate in the past, and then find a way to get the Shandong soldiers away.

Anyway, all the operations have nothing to do with the generals, as long as the good civil officials and eunuchs are pressed up, and the righteous name is pressed, can the martial artists still be able to turn the sky upside down.

Of course, when you ask for someone in front of you, you still have to deal with it carefully, so it's better to put the money out directly, and everyone will understand it in their hearts.

The salt merchant just now spoke as a foreshadowing, and the key words had to be mentioned by the cunning Yongchang Hao shopkeeper, after all, he was also a native of Shandong, and he had more confidence than the Haizhou salt merchants.

Shopkeeper Hao smiled and said:

"Last year, the marshal implemented the cultivation of farms in various places, and this is about to send troops to the north to suppress the thieves, and the salary of the imperial court has always given priority to Shaanxi and border affairs, and the current use of the marshal's money must also be a little nervous."

Speaking of this, Shopkeeper Hao leaned forward slightly, and said quite confidently:

"Since the salt merchants have put down their subordinates and asked the Shandong soldiers to guard the peace, how can there be a reason for the soldiers to run in vain, and it is natural to invest in the military~"

Wang Zheng kept nodding his head, as if he was listening very seriously, obviously very interested in the topic he said, but after the shopkeeper Hao finished speaking, he got up and paced slowly at the front, and said intentionally or unintentionally:

"Two hundred thousand taels a month."

200,000 taels per month, that is more than 2 million taels per year, you must know that the tax and silver paid by the Lianghuai salt industry to the imperial court every year is only a little more than 1 million taels, is there no shame when this guy speaks, it's like a lion opening his mouth!

"Big... Dashuai, this, 200,000 taels a month... There are too many noodles! ”

Shopkeeper Hao didn't expect that Wang Zheng, who had always been smiling, would be so amazing as soon as he spoke, and the other merchants looked at each other dumbfounded, and another salt merchant was already a little angry, and said:

"Dashuai, there are less than 20,000 soldiers and horses in the Shandong army in your hands, even if all of them are driven to our Haizhou to quell the chaos, I am afraid that we will not need so much silver, and there are some salt merchants who bully our two Huai too much!"

"Hehe......"

Seeing that Fang Cai was still happy because of a piece of silver, the taste changed, and in a panic, these people all showed their original faces, Wang Zheng sneered a few times and didn't care to answer directly, first turned around and said:

"Take Hanxing back to the inner house, there are some things that make children look bad."

When the grandmother walked into it with Wang Hanxing in her arms, Wang Zheng didn't have any worries, since the other party no longer paid attention to any etiquette, then there was no need for him to pretend anymore, so he opened his mouth and said:

"The person who came is a guest, but you don't talk about me as a master in your eyes, if you are a martial artist who doesn't usually ask about the world, I'm afraid I will let you be deceived!"

Hearing this, a salt merchant immediately retorted:

"What did the marshal say, how could I have been deceived...."

"Shut up!" Wang Zheng shouted out two words fiercely, his eyes looked closely at the salt merchant who was speaking, and saw that the other party was frightened and did not dare to say any more, so he said straight to the point:

"I'm afraid you've forgotten what Wang relied on when he started in Dengzhou, and what he relied on to form the Dengzhou camp, right?"

"When will the silver of the filial piety government and the two directly subordinate officials be counted in the tax silver, and the one million you can hand over to the imperial court is already great, but it seems that the cost of buying things and showing off wealth is not less than this amount, right?"

Wang Zheng ruthlessly exposed the salt merchants in a few words, and the shopkeeper Hao was surprised in his heart, but he sat there with an unchanged face, he was thick-skinned but nothing, because Jining was not the main head of the salt business.

This time, I was pushed out by the commercial bank industry, and I had some schadenfreude in my heart.

The number Wang Zheng said is nonsense, naturally not completely accurate, but this number is not a secret at all on the salt road, and after a little pondering, the difference in and out is not much worse than one million taels.

The Haizhou salt merchants who came to make a noise for a while, their faces were blue and white, even their bodies were trembling, and some even had their upper lips chattering and couldn't speak, because they were too frightened to close for a while, and after a while, they all sat back in a depressed mood.

"Hmph."

With a cold snort, Wang Zheng slowed down his tone and said slowly:

"Since you think this number is unacceptable, then Wang will mention another one, if this is not good, then you think you have to expel the pirates and pirates yourself, the business of Haizhou, the Shandong army will not lose much if you don't do it!"

Hearing the first half of these words, the salt merchants finally felt that their hearts were not so uncomfortable, but when they heard all of them, their hearts sank again.

Wang Zheng is right, at the moment, they are indeed begging for money for the Shandong army, and they are not afraid that the Shandong army will not send troops to quell the chaos when the time comes.

Moreover, the Shandong army has reached the current point, and it is no longer the time when it only relied on salt goods to eat in Denglai at the beginning, and all kinds of business have been involved, and even if the salt road in this place is completely abandoned, it will not have a big impact.

But the salt merchants in Haizhou are different, Haizhou is their foundation, at the moment pirates and pirates are rampant, no merchants will come here to trade, salt goods piled up into mountains and cannot be sold at all, they are more than a day to delay, they are really unable to delay.

Although they were thinking crankily in their hearts, they also understood that at this time, they could only wait for Wang Zheng to propose a new number and then discuss with them amicably.

Wang Zheng thought for a while and said:

"100,000 taels per month, this is Wang's bottom limit."

As soon as the words fell, an obese salt merchant slipped directly from the chair to the ground, but he didn't feel the slightest pain, just looked at Wang Zheng dumbfounded, and the others were also stunned and at a loss, 100,000 taels a month, and there would be 1.2 million taels a year!

Seeing that the other party was still like this, Wang Zheng laughed and paced back and forth:

"Why don't you think about it carefully, what is the proportion of the tax and silver you pay to the imperial court at the end of the year, and how much is the remaining amount?"

Speaking of this, Wang Zheng walked back and forth leisurely, and continued:

"You spend more than one million taels of silver a year to buy here for long-term peace and stability, Wang Mou's reaction is slow, and then I remembered, is it a little less to ask for these?"