On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head.

A light rain began to fall in the sky, announcing the beginning of spring.

Fang Changqing's mood was gloomy and boring at such a time.

Damn Zhu Er was stunned, how could he have such courage to dare to ignore the salt administration of the imperial court? How dare you go against the salt merchants of the world? Where did he get such a large amount of low-cost salt?

Fang Changqing took the path of Zhou Yanru, the first assistant, so that he was able to sit firmly in the position of the two Huai salt transportation envoys.

In the past, as long as Fang Changqing had a letter and Zhou Yanru was the first assistant to operate in the court, the imperial court would definitely send Jinyi guards to arrest the misbehaving Zhu Shunming and exterminate the family.

But now Zhou Yanru, the first assistant of the DPRK and the central government, is fighting with Wen Tiren, the second assistant, and seeing that Zhou Yanru is losing and retreating, it is difficult to protect himself.

Fang Changqing handed over the impeachment of Zhu Shunming, like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news. Perhaps the Wen Party is waiting to see the joke of Zhou Dang Fang Changqing.

Changing to an ordinary salt owl, Fang Chang sent out Yanding early in the morning to exterminate it.

The Salt Transport Division has raised a large group of salt and idle people, and it is no problem to deal with a few ordinary salt lords, but in the face of a big warlord like Zhu Shunming, who is rampant with heavy troops, Fang Changqing really has nothing to do.

Fang Changqing and Hu Wanan sat on the fourth floor of the "Wanke Residence", looking out the window at the increasingly lively street market, frowning.

As Jiu'an Grain Bank gained a firm foothold in Nanzhili, more and more Huguang merchants followed Jiu'an Grain Bank. They brought a large number of high-quality and inexpensive and diverse goods, which greatly enriched the market of Nanzhili.

The north gradually thawed, and the transportation began to gather, and a large amount of grain continued to gather in Yangzhou City, which made Yangzhou City extremely busy and full of vitality.

Seeing that the salt Zhengcao silver was about to be shipped, but the salt transportation envoy only had a few tens of thousands of taels of silver, Fang Changqing was so anxious that most of his hair turned white.

"Brother Hu, it was you who said that you wanted to fight with Zhu Erzi. What is good now? Fang Changqing hurriedly said: "You are the richest man in Yangzhou, why don't you put this year's silver on the plate first?" ”

Hu Wanan's face was gloomy, and he said for a while: "My lord, it was the villain who was reckless at the beginning, and he didn't find out the details of Zhu Shunming. This year's two Huai Salt Politics silver villains are also on the mat. It's just that...... Zhu Er was stunned step by step, he could get through this year, what should he do next year? No matter how big the villain's business is, it won't be able to pay for a few years! ”

"And...... How do the tens of thousands of salt households in the Lianghuai Salt Works survive? Last year, they were strictly forbidden to sell surplus salt, which has made it difficult for them to survive. If they don't buy Zhengyan, I'm afraid they will rebel. When the time comes......"

Hu Wan'an is up to the point.

Fang Changqing couldn't help but sweat profusely. How can you forget those lowly salt farmers? Once the salt farmers rebel, can the salt transport envoy who is in charge of the entire salt administration have a good end?

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Wang Haozi is one of the few strongmen among the salt households in the Huaibei Salt Field. He has nine brothers, forty or fifty nephews, and even the chief urger of the salt field has to give him three points.

Relying on the private sale of surplus salt, the Wang family lived very comfortably in the salt field.

But the good times are gone since the end of last year.

First, the salt works posted a notice strictly prohibiting the sale of surplus salt, and then the salt factories and salt administration departments sent a large number of salt to arrest the smuggled salt dealers, and when they were caught, they were executed on the spot, which was very brutal.

As a result, Wang Hezi died two sons and nephews. He couldn't help but hold a grudge.

This year, not only could the surplus salt not be sold, but no one even bought the main salt. Guarding a room full of snow-white table salt, does it make a family starve to death?

"Folks, we salt farmers have no other way to live except boiling salt and selling salt." Wang Haozi encouraged the rest of the salt households and said, "Damn the general urge, don't let us sell the surplus salt; The unscrupulous salt administration department does not even come to buy the salt now. We're all starving to death. ”

"If you don't let salt farmers sell salt, is there still a reason for heaven? If you don't let the salt farmers live, do you want to kill us alive? ”

"Folks, let's ask for work, we want to eat, let's go to the general urge to ask for an explanation......"

In last year's crackdown on smuggled salt, most of the salt farmers had their relatives killed, and they had already gathered resentment. Now that there is no life, and someone takes the lead, the crowd is suddenly excited, and they all scream and go towards the house where the salt works are urged.

The chief urge's surname in Huaibei Salt Field is Su, and he is quite kind. But managing a salt mill of a few thousand people, it is impossible for no one to be offended.

The salt household, who had an old grudge against Mr. Su, rushed into the Su house from the beginning, and fought without saying a word, and soon beat several men of the Su family to the ground, bleeding everywhere, and it seemed that he could not survive.

Man's desires are like beasts in a cage, and once they are not restrained, they immediately become beastly and inflated.

The red-eyed salt farmer robbed the Su family, JY killed the Su family's daughters, and did not let go of the rest of the salt farm.

Riots are like typhoons, furious, fast, and incredibly destructive. The salt farm riot soon swept through the entire Huaibei salt field, and spread to Yancheng, Huai'an and other prefectures and counties.

Fang Changqing received the news of the riot in the salt farm, and after staying for a cup of tea, he called all his wives and concubines and children to the lobby and began to explain the aftermath.

The building is about to fall, the old wife and children are in tears, the little concubines and concubines have their own thoughts, and the young children are crying.

"Damn Zhu Shunming," Fang Xianhui, the usually pampered and arrogant concubine, stopped crying and said angrily: "If it weren't for him selling salt cheaply, no one would have come to buy our salt, and it would have caused today's situation." I'll go to him. Then he got up and went out.

"Xianhui, Xianhui......" his wife Fan hurriedly shouted to stop.

"Let her go," Fang Changqing said weakly: "Sooner or later, it will be a death, and it is better to die in the hands of Zhu Shunming than to suffer in the Jiaofang Division." ”

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Zhu Shunming closely followed the movements of the riots in the salt works. Nanzhili is the richest place in the Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Shunming regards it as his own back garden, so he naturally can't tolerate others acting recklessly in the garden.

"My lord, Fang Changqing's daughter is scolding outside, do you need to drive her away?" The next person returns.

Zhu Shunming said with a smile: "Why didn't Fang Yanyun come in person?" What does it mean to send a daughter to make trouble? ”

Fang Xianhui entered the door and saw Zhu Shunming lying on the reclining chair without a proper shape, and a delicate and well-behaved little girl sang a small song in his ear, and she was immediately angry.

She held back her anger and asked, "Master Zhu, how can you let my father go?" ”

"Spare your father?" Zhu Shunming said with a smile: "I neither detained your father nor impeached him, how can I let it go?" ”

Fang Xianhui knelt down and kowtowed, "Master Zhu, please let my father go." The salt can't be sold, the salt farm riots, my father is about to be dismissed by the imperial court, and the whole family will be ...... Please. ”

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"Dad, Dad, it's saved, it's saved......" Fang Xianhui rushed back.

The heartbroken Fang family stared at the elated Fang Xianhui, which made her heart furious.

Fang Xianhui said timidly: "...... Zhu Shunming promised to buy all the salt and also promised to help quell the riots in the salt works. ”

"Really?" Fang Changqing stood up and asked excitedly, "What conditions does he have?" ”

"He didn't mention any conditions."

"Really?" Fang Changqing looked at his daughter strangely, and his eyes made Fang Xianhui blush.

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Zhu Shunming appeared with 1.5 million taels of silver and bought three million taels of salt from Chongzhen's six-year backlog of two Huai Salt Transportation Envoys, with 300 catties each, totaling 300 million catties.

At the same time, the Jiu'an Grain Store escort team was dispatched to purchase salt in the salt field on the one hand, and on the other hand, Wang Haozi and others who tasted the sweetness and were unwilling to stop, and quickly quelled the riot in the salt field.

At this point, Zhu Shunming controlled the grain with one hand and the salt with the other, like pinching the two balls of Emperor Chongzhen. As long as Zhu Shunming is willing, he can make Emperor Chongzhen feel miserable at any time.