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The children of the royal family and those families always feel that they are superior.

If you really treat them half as a normal merchant, they will definitely think that you look down on them and are insulting.

Anyway, now that there are so many people, it is impossible to let hundreds of people rush in and enter the palace all of them, so it is good to choose only more than 100 of them to enter.

At present, the merchants gathered in the drunken immortal building, just one of them came out, and they all had a head and face in the local area. There are about three or four hundred households in total, and this time more than half of them will be cut in half.

The four-seater square table, the upper and lower floors are full of people, and Wang Ziteng's person stands in the center of the first floor.

"The official salt acting election conference participants will enter the palace for a banquet in the Mid-Autumn Festival. However, there are only 150 places, so please apply for the first round of the election. ”

There is a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on each table, and next to it stands the Imperial Forest Army, which Wang Ziteng transferred from the Kyoto guards.

"The first round of qualification, the election method is very simple, that is, the highest bidder wins.

I think you have already seen the pen and paper on the table, so please write down the amount of money you are running for directly on the paper.

The total number of people in this election is 397, but only the top 150 will be selected to enter the palace to run. ”

This is not the real time to start, so if the bid is too high, there is a good chance that you will not be able to get the distribution rights when the final competition actually comes.

But if there are too few out, and there is not even a chance to play, then it will be a big deal.

Everyone looked at each other, their faces solemn, and the corners of some of them unconsciously hooked up a touch of pride.

Jia Lian's "privilege" to those people is that in this link, only 120 candidates will be elected.

The other 30 places were quietly placed among the 150 places in full view of everyone.

Of course, they still have to pay, Jia Lian just guarantees that they will not qualify.

The follow-up to the palace, in front of the Son of Heaven, is up to his ability.

Therefore, if it is said that the maximum benefit is obtained with the minimum conditions, this is also worthy of it.

At noon, Prince Zhongshun, King Beijing, as well as the mansions of several old princes and several court officials of the previous generation, all received the news of this campaign.

Thirty places were placed in the last fifty.

The number of candidates can only be cancelled this time, not replaced, and the names of all selected merchants and the bidding price of the last place are directly announced.

"Just a race qualification?"

The person who received the news was either sad or angry, and the person below said again.

"Lord Wang said that the last round of the election is under the nose of the saint, and each province has a maximum of two places of agency, and even some small provinces have only one place, so ......"

So what is behind everyone knows the bottom of their hearts, and in the end, it depends on their own ability.

Although Wang Ziteng's move did not have a big effect, it was a gesture of goodwill. Therefore, although everyone is not very satisfied, they will not blame.

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Ning Guofu, Jia Zhenyou sat on it, and Wang Xifeng's eyes looked forward to Shenfei.

"The government over there said no, that's their business. Although Second Uncle Lian is the elder of me and Brother Rong, he is in charge of the heavens and the earth, and he doesn't say that he doesn't let us make money. ”

With a smug face, Wang Xifeng took the tea brought by the girl next to him and sent it to Jia Zhenyou personally.

"My father-in-law and mother-in-law are atmospheric, and our family also has difficulties, so I don't want to touch these. Only this time, because the person has no background, he entrusted his daughter-in-law here, our family only needs to bear a name, and they will take all the rest of the silver, and when the time comes, they will earn the silver at the end of the year and give us a dividend of 30%. Today, my daughter-in-law's uncle held a quota for the election to enter the palace and attend the banquet in Zuixianlou, and there was no movement in the house there, so my uncle gave me and the Jinling Xue family another quota. ”

Jia Zhen was overjoyed when she heard this, and was about to speak, when her hand receiving the tea inadvertently touched a slippery place, and her heart shook.

His eyes moved down, and he saw a pair of soft wattles as white as jade, and the red cardamom on his fingertips contrasted with the wall of the teacup, which made him unbearable hot.

"Okay, okay."

With wandering eyes, Jia Zhen looked at the bright and moving Wang Xifeng, and involuntarily brought the hot tea in her hand to her mouth.

"Poof! Ahh ”

"Father-in-law!" "Father!" "Sir!"

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Everyone was shocked, the tea was made with boiling water, and Jia Zhen actually ......

The tea cup in her hand was almost thrown out, Jia Zhen covered her mouth and wanted to scold, and when she saw the beauty looking at her worriedly, she remembered that the tea was given by Wang Xifeng.

"Ahem, it's okay, I'm happy, happy."

Putting down the teacup with some weak hearts, Jia Zhen cleared her throat again.

"You are a good one, you can do this by yourself in the future, my seal letter or something is in the study, if you want to use it, go and get it directly."

Touching the mustache on her mouth, Jia Zhen glanced ahead and squinted with a smile.

In the palace, the prince held a box in his hand and spoke to the emperor.

"The list of ministers of the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon has been set up, please take a look at it."

With irrepressible excitement on his face, the prince was flattering.

"According to the excerpt handed to the emperor before, a total of 150 people were selected this time, and today the total amount of bidding has reached 1.2 million taels of silver just for the election qualifications."

One million and two million, even for the current Daxuan, is a lot of silver.

You must know that the treasury is empty, and now there is less than a million in it......

"One and a half million?"

Unbelievable, the emperor looked at the box in the eunuch's hand in surprise.

Inside the box are the information and financial data of 150 merchants (bidding details).

"The highest is 100,000, the lowest is five!"

It's just for one candidacy?!

I couldn't tell whether I was happy or angry in my heart, and the emperor's face was a little complicated.

He had always known that private salt was rampant, but only now did he vaguely feel it in his heart.

I'm afraid that the profit of private salt is far more than the number in his heart!

With a sharp look in his eyes, the emperor buckled the box.

So his ministers, his sons, maybe they are richer than him, right?

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Jia Jiarong Mansion, today's Zuixianlou bidding was a great success, the prince Teng saw that all the mansions sent people to his home to give gifts, and knew in his heart that the princes and ministers had barely passed this pass, so it was rare to show mercy and let Jia Lian return home early.

"Let's go to Qin's house."

As soon as he left the mansion, Jia Lian spoke to Xing'er.

It's been almost half a month since I came back in a flash, and I have been caught by the prince Teng, and I have been going out early and returning late, except for sending a letter to the Qin family, I haven't had time to take a look.

Put your hands on your chest, where you can feel comfortably cool.

Although he never dreamed of too illusory realm later, he "thought" about his Keqing at night.