After saying this, there seemed to be a cold wind blowing from the Haizhou salt merchants and Suzhou and Hangzhou merchants in the field, and they all shivered in unison, and the gaffe also confirmed on the side what Wang Zheng said should be true.

In fact, it is not only the Haizhou salt merchants, but also the other merchants sitting on the side, everyone has their own ways to evade taxes, and the taxes do not reach the merchants, which is also the root of the Suzhou and Hangzhou merchants and Haizhou salt merchants to get rich.

But then again, how much tax money has been paid on his side has always been a top secret, and only the peers of his own commercial bank will know, where does the figure Wang Zheng said come from?

As the saying goes, the richer you are, the more you pick the door, this is not true at all, the merchants of Suzhou and Hangzhou and the merchants of Haizhou all hold an astonishing amount of property in their hands, but they bargain with Wang for more than one million taels of silver, crying poor and crying.

The shopkeeper Hao of the Jining didn't move, but those salt merchants in Haizhou couldn't sit still any longer, and a person suddenly got up and took a few steps forward, raised his hand tremblingly and said:

"Dashuai, it is a year of famine, and the life of the Lianghuai salt industry is not easy, even if you smash the pot and sell iron, you can't raise such a huge amount of silver!"

"It's a joke."

The wine bowl that Wang Zheng had just picked up fell directly to the ground, obviously losing any patience, he brushed his sleeves and turned around and said:

"If it weren't for the fact that today is the Hanxing Full Moon Banquet, you must have to pay two million taels, and one million taels will be crying poor here with Ben Shuai, you can't take it out, right? Good! ”

Speaking of this, Wang Zhengchao's housekeeper Wang Fu shouted:

"Pass on the military order of the commander, the two battalions of the Shandong Army and the Navy, the 12th Army Battalion and the battalions of the regular soldiers, from now on, they are not allowed to leave the country, even if Haizhou is turned upside down by the Japanese invaders, you don't have to pay attention to it!"

"Obey!"

As soon as Wang Zheng's words came out, everyone was surprised.

Although they have not experienced it personally, they also know the rumors that the Shandong army's military order is like a mountain, and if this military order reaches the army, I am afraid that there will be no room for negotiation.

Those vicious pirates and pirates can not be resisted by the officials and troops of Haizhou alone, and at present, only the Shandong army can deter its might, if the Shandong army does not send a single soldier, Haizhou is afraid that it will be turned upside down by these thieves, and the losses will really be immeasurable.

It is said that both sides of this bargain are politely prevaricating with smiles on their faces, and they decide after considering each other's ideas, who would have thought that this king would fight to the point, and he was not pretentious at all.

There is no official who does not love money when the salt merchants meet, but on his face, he makes the appearance of being the public in the world, and he makes a tone of voice, as if he is insulting to Sven if he brings it up first.

There have been many discussions, and everyone knows that this kind of thing is always in a hurry, and it is necessary to "slow fire and slow cooking" to do what it likes.

It's the first time they've seen a person like Wang Zheng, and when they meet, they directly ask for money as if they were burning their buttocks, and they all have one sentence:

If you don't give it to me, if you don't give it to me, you won't send troops after you finish playing.

This is really not a bit of official decency, and he doesn't want any cheekiness, even if his posture is lowered to the point of being a genius, Wang Zheng is still the original sentence, if you don't give it, you won't send troops, there is nothing to discuss.

The salt merchants couldn't help but scold in their hearts, this Wang Zhengguo was really from the background of selling smuggled salt, and he was different from those orthodox governors of the army, who were completely in danger of others and extremely shameless.

But at the moment, there is still a demand for people, without Wang Zheng's soldiers and horses guarding, the Lianghuai salt industry is afraid that it will suffer huge losses, everyone has no doubt that Wang Zheng will sit and watch the play, this kind of person can't do anything!

Seeing Wang Fu go out to issue a military order with a straight face, the merchants were in a hurry, and stepped forward to stop Wang Fu as if they were burning their eyebrows, and said with a smile:

"Wang Fu, Steward Fu——, you... Don't go first, everyone has taken the amount of silver, you go back and communicate with the handsome man, and ask him to take back his life. ”

"Yes, let's give this silver, but you must not give it down!"

Wang Fu glanced at the salt merchants in a hurry helplessly, then sighed and said:

"The commander's military order is like a mountain, since he said it, how can there be a reason to take it back, why bother with it today!"

When the salt merchant heard this, he really panicked, and even surrounded Wang Fu to prevent him from leaving, and pleaded bitterly:

"Uncle Fu, you have a good relationship with Dashuai, I bother you to go back and intercede, this silver is willing to give us two more taels per month, but it can't be passed on!"

"Yes, yes, 120,000 taels a month, isn't that okay!"

"That's it!" Wang Fu hated the iron and looked at the salt merchants kneeling beside him, and continued:

"The words of the big handsome haven't left the handsome mansion yet, the old man will carry this burden first, pull down the old face and go to intercede with the big handsome, don't do this next time, make the big handsome unhappy, you and I are not happy!"

After Wang Fu finished speaking, he turned around and walked back towards Wang Zheng, and the salt merchants nodded hurriedly, but now they didn't dare to move at all.

After Wang Zheng listened, he took a few steps forward and leaned down to help the salt merchants up one by one, and said with a smile:

"120,000 taels per month, that year is more than 1.4 million taels, since you are so expensive, then our Shandong army can't sit back and watch the young people as the disaster, everyone rest assured, Wang will send troops on the next day!"

After Wang Zheng made a bid here, everyone went back and shared it equally, and it may be a little painful to put aside 120,000 taels per month, but so many people in the two Huai salt merchants divided it equally, and the number of each family is nothing.

Regardless of the strength or the grasp of the bottom line of the two sides, Wang Zheng is just right, and the two Huai salt merchants are begging the Shandong army to send troops and begging Wang Zheng to take the money.

When encountering this kind of unreasonable and faceless martial artist, all he can do is plead.

This 1.4 million taels is much easier to accept than the original more than 2 million taels, and the salt merchants can only comfort themselves in this way.

The frightened salt merchants realized that they were all wet with sweat, more than 1.4 million taels, which is roughly 10% of the annual income of the Lianghuai salt industry.

Although they have negotiated here, they still have to discuss with everyone when they return to Haizhou and other places, after all, it is not a trivial matter to give out such a large amount of silver every year.

A salt merchant wiped his sweat, got up from the ground and said:

"There are many offenses today, there are some gaffes in front of the marshal, and there are important things in the villains' family, so I will accuse and leave first."

Wang Zheng smiled and sent them straight to the door.

The salt merchants all came out of the marshal's mansion as if they were fleeing for their lives, and what happened today was obviously very terrible in their eyes, not much different from a battlefield battle, and no one wanted to stay here for a while longer.

When Wang Zheng saw them leaving, he stood in front of the door and smiled slightly, and said:

"When you go back, there's no need to discuss it with other salt merchants, it's a simple matter, why bother with it?"

"Wang has a knife and a horse, a soldier and a general, when the time comes, just go to your home to get it, what's the point of bothering to speak."

Originally, the salt merchants were nervous and feverish, but after hearing this, they suddenly felt a cold chill from their backs, and they shivered in unison.

When they turned back to look for it, they found that the front of the Shuai Mansion was already empty and there was no one in front of it.