At the time of the unitary, people took their positions one after another, and the queen also took the ladies and ladies to take their seats. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jia Lian touched the light of the prince and sat behind the magnates, in case of any accidents, he could find a way to remedy it at any time. So the line of sight is excellent, but it is not easy for others to find him.

Jia Yu and the two marquis of the Shi family sat together, Jia's mother and the two ladies of the Shi family sat together, but Lin Daiyu and Jia Yingchun sat together with a lady and a young lady they didn't know, talking and laughing.

There was a lot of noise in the hall, and the voices of everyone were chatting and laughing.

"The emperor has arrived!"

A sharp voice sounded at the door, and the sound in the hall stopped abruptly.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Hundreds of people shouted in unison, the kind of shock that went down to the heart.

Jia Lian looked speechless, everyone was prostrate on the ground, the corner of Jia Lian's eyes saw that the emperor had changed his clothes again, and in the entire hall that could accommodate hundreds of people, there was not even a sound of breathing, only the emperor's footsteps step by step.

Click, click......

After a while, I heard the emperor's faint voice.

"Flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

There is no need for rehearsal, the surrender from the depths of the heart makes everyone full of tacit understanding in an instant.

Picking up the queen with his own hands and sitting down together, the emperor looked at the merchant at the back, his eyes were slightly condensed, and the aura on his body was fully opened.

These merchants were divided into two parts, forty percent of the domestic slaves kept by courtiers from all over the world, and sixty percent of pure private merchants.

But whether it is a domestic slave or a merchant, under the pressure of the emperor's accumulated momentum from the upper echelons, one by one still feels breathless.

Everyone noticed the unusualness in the atmosphere, and one by one they held their breath, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

After a long time, a little eunuch whispered something in the emperor's ear, and then heard the emperor's cold voice coming from above.

"Bestow a seat.

Wang Aiqing, let's start. ”

Although Shinong and Gongshang are all his people, the emperor still has resentment in his heart.

The whole world is his, and the pockets of these profiteers are even more bulging than his treasury.

The Son of Heaven's favored minister, Wang Ziteng naturally knew what the emperor was awkward, and the corners of his mouth were slightly twitching at the moment, and he didn't say much.

only glanced at Jia Lian, and then walked to the open space in the middle.

"This official is the prince of the Jingying Festival, tonight on the night of the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, you are here, and you know what you are trying to do."

Everyone was silent, smelling a trace of embarrassment in the air, and some of the merchants were doing private salt, and their faces were a little ugly at the moment.

If it weren't for the overflow of private salt, the emperor wouldn't have needed to make a decision for the first time, so in his heart, the emperor would not be kind to them.

This...... Is it to close the door and beat the dog?

Wang Ziteng is funny, these people are really less able to bear it.

Although the emperor is very angry, but the law does not blame the public, and then he cleans it up one by one, and he will become a corpse for thousands of miles, and the people are full of complaints.

His words were just a silent slap on the back for the emperor.

Really.

The emperor above saw that everyone's faces were a little uncomfortable, and he felt a little more comfortable.

Jia Lian was stunned in the back, originally he thought that the atmosphere should be "hi", otherwise it would be good to get some beautiful palace maid to go up and mobilize the atmosphere, who knows how to ......

However, seeing the looks of those people, Jia Lian's face twitched.

Also, in the end, it is the emperor.

Originally, people could make money by themselves, but now they are forced to share with this group of people, and it is inevitable that they will be angry.

Those who can get to this point today are smart people, even if it is to lower the fire for the emperor, they will shout as high as possible when they want to.

Wang Ziteng saw that the atmosphere was about the same, so he continued to speak.

"There are a total of thirteen provinces in Daxuan, so that everyone can have salt to eat and can afford it. Lord Shilin, the Imperial Salt Patrol in the south of the Yangtze River, found the salt pan drying method that has not been handed down from ancient books.

According to the experiments, an average of about 1,800 kilograms of salt can be harvested per mu of salt pan.

And as long as the sun is sufficient, a batch can be harvested every ten days.

From August last year to now, 20 million kilograms of salt have broken in the south of the Yangtze River. ”

The merchants were surprised, except for the local ones in Jiangnan, the rest widened their eyes one by one.

Tun salt, broken 20 million kilograms.

Hearing this number, those who had already taken off their private salt breathed a sigh of relief, but those who watched from the wall began to sweat faintly on their foreheads.

Originally, they thought that even if the imperial court auctioned off the distribution rights, the salt would not be in place immediately.

In this way, they can take advantage of this gap in the middle, and openly sell the illegal salt that they had hoarded in the past, and it is still at the price of official salt.

But now that I heard that one acre of salt field can produce 1,800 kilograms of salt, and that a batch of salt can be produced every ten days, those who make this idea cannot sit still.

The emperor condescendingly looked at the wonderful changes on the faces of the merchants, let out the evil anger in his heart, turned his head to look at Jia Lian, and then thought of what Wang Ziteng said next, the corners of the emperor's mouth rose, and he was a little more satisfied with Jia Lian.

"In order to ensure the rights and interests of dealers, after the bidding meeting, the Holy Admiral will set up a special salt industry management department, and at the same time issue the following regulations.

One:

The ownership of all salt pans is vested in the state in the first place. Commercial salt agents are based on provinces, and each province sets up two agents.

Two:

The salt produced by salt production shall be distributed and allocated by the state.

Three:

Each agent shall strictly implement the distribution plan and shall not change it without authorization.

Four:

In particular, in order to govern and control the transportation of salt, a transport permit shall be handled in accordance with the regulations, and transportation without a license shall be strictly prohibited. Any merchant or individual who finds that he or she is transporting salt without a transport permit shall report it to the government in a timely manner.

Five:

Non-certified agents, no merchants and individuals are allowed to carry out salt marketing activities.

Six:

All salt pans are registered in grading, and private individuals are not allowed to build salt pans.

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Once the above six articles are implemented, the reward of the whistleblower will be borne by the violator.

In addition to the original legal sanctions, if it is an agent, it will be deprived of its agent qualification and the security deposit will be deducted. ”

On a sunny day, the merchants who still have private salt in their hands are almost like ashes.

This almost blocked all their retreats, so now the only retreat is to take the dealership! Only when you get the distribution rights in your hands can you openly sell the private salt that was hoarded in the past!

Everyone whispered, and the emperor finally showed a smile on his face.

"Wang Aiqing, the official salt dealer bidding conference, let's start now."

The tone was no longer cold as before, and the emperor's ravine-ravine face was full of smiles at this time.

The merchants who had not set foot in the illegal salt, and the merchants who had already sold the hoarded private salt, were very pleased with the imperial court's move.

Originally, they came to Beijing to get the distribution rights, but they also wanted to investigate.

After all, private salt has been rampant for so many years, and there have been so many dynasties in front of him, and no one has suppressed it, so although he is interested, he is more still wait-and-see.

But now Wang Ziteng's words are undoubtedly a shot in the arm for them!

As long as they work hard to win the number of dealers, they don't have to worry about private salt at all.

In addition, the salt obtained at that time can not only satisfy the province, but also be sold to other countries.

You know, for some countries, salt is more valuable than gold.