Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was dividing things, he sent Yangzhou Shouxian, which had always been like maggots attached to the bones, Chen Mingxia also undressed majestically and washed it happily.

The weather is hot, and even though he is a southerner, he can't afford to work so hard. In the past, I was an official and didn't do anything, but when I encountered such a summer day, I hid in the house in the capital and didn't come out, and I looked at the gold and stone tablets with my three or five friends, and drank some chilled sour plum soup, which was very comfortable.

How can state affairs be related to our generation?

At most, it takes a little bit of pen and ink to make a big statement, and it's very easy.

Now, of course, I can't say what I said back then, but after washing, the person was much lighter, and then changed into a silk robe and robe, and his hair was not combed, so he sat down at the table in such a chic manner.

Then I thought carefully at the table by sharpening the ink.

It is not possible to stifle the salt merchants from the piece of gold. This kind of large quantity of goods related to people's livelihood is available to large and small traders, just like the smuggler of salt today, just to make some hard-earned money, so it seems too much to carry out the work with your head and set up a card to collect their money.

The only way to do this is to sort it out from the source.

He has already investigated hundreds of salt farms in the Huaiyang area, how much salt, how much share capital, how to produce, and then distribute them, and the profit is geometric, and it is generally somewhat clear.

Today's plan is to take back all the salt works, send troops to garrison them, and set up officials to manage them!

Jam this halter, and things will be easy to do in the future.

After such a round, Chen Mingxia was also deeply surprised. In the whole of Huaiyang, so much salt is produced, and the annual salt tax is only about one million, and the entire Huaiyang salt merchants, with a net worth of more than one million, are afraid that there are more than 100!

What a profit is that? Chen Mingxia only knows a little about arithmetic business, and he is very surprised when he calculates roughly!

In fact, during the Qianlong period, Huaiyang's salt production accounted for 60% of the country's salt tax, and at its peak, the annual salt tax was nearly 9 million, and the net income was as much as 5 or 6 million.

With such a large amount of money, you must get it!

Even if it is a break with the salt merchants, it is not hesitated.

Since he bets his fame and wealth on the side of the prince, Chen Mingxia is naturally confident, as for the salt merchants, why bother with them? Salt dogs have always had a bad reputation, and it's best if someone makes trouble, so wouldn't it be nice to raid some people's homes and just ask them to spit out what they swallowed before!

Now that I have decided to wet the pen and ink, I have to start writing.

At this moment, someone came in, bowed down and said, "Uncle, there are a lot of letters at once today, do you want to take a look at them first?" ”

"Oh?" Chen Mingxia is a Zheng, of course, he has a lot of friends in the south, but at this time, everyone avoids him, why did he get so many letters?

But let's take a look at it first.

asked someone to get a sterling silver knife with an ivory handle, and the first letter that was cut open was Huang Zongxi's.

After the beginning, it was earnestly advised, with Huang Zongxi's temper, to be able to write such a letter, which shows the friendship for Chen Mingxia and his friends.

Coming down, it was Gu Gao and the others, who were nothing more than persuading him to be cautious and not to destroy his reputation in Shilin.

These people's letters can be ignored, but at the bottom are letters from his father and brother, and then there are gentry in Liyang City, who know each other or don't know, there are always letters.

With so many letters gathered together, the weight is heavy!

At this time, although he sat down again and picked up the brush, he wrote a "Minister Chen Mingxia, ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Jin An and report the situation ......of the salt class", and then looked up, he was at a loss, and for a while, he didn't know how to continue writing!

His family, his roots, but deeply rooted in the Jiangnan area, the current policy of the gold is not to process the industrial and commercial tax, Wanli Emperor was scolded to the stink because of this matter, and then a salt class, straight to the source, how many people will be offended?

It is difficult to say what kind of emperor the prince will be in the future, is it worth discrediting himself for him, and he will not be able to gain a foothold in the Shilin in the future?

It doesn't matter if it's just a bad name, but in the Liyang area, there are a lot of investors, and there are a lot of hidden taxes that are not paid every year, and among the many letters, there is also a faint threat, and the father and brother are even more outspoken, if he continues to offend the public by doing rebellious things, I am afraid that the Chen family will be in trouble! One comes from the head, that is, the upper body of the lawsuit, even if the prince can shelter him, whether the Chen family can withstand the stinging of the bees, and whether he can keep the family property, it is really difficult to say!

Even if it doesn't reach such a point, everyone has no face if it starts, Chen Mingxia can be such a comfortable official, and there is a lot of support from his family, reselling food, making money, such things have been done before, if he drives out others, what can his family say? Is it really relying on these more than 100 or two folded official books?

"It's difficult......" In the main room of the middle hall, Chen Mingxia, who has been proud of the spring breeze recently, can only wander around the room at this moment, not knowing what to do.

............ "No, I have to go to see His Highness." ”

After several days of not receiving a letter from home, Zheng Yuanxun became more and more uneasy.

Qingjiang here to Yangzhou is very close, fast horses, one day can go back, these days, he almost every day to send a letter back, the messenger came back, but also saw the housekeeper deacon of the hometown, these two days, simply no one director, asked the eldest brother whereabouts, the people in Yangzhou Mansion are all branched out without a word, so far, Zheng Yuanxun already knows, Yangzhou side, there must be something important will happen!

And what it is, but now it is not clear how it is!

For the sake of the family, he should pretend that he doesn't know anything.

And for the sake of the country, at this time, he can no longer destroy the vitality of his own people.

Huaishang here, of course, there are many problems, but now at this time, the military song is loud, and the soldiers of the new army have come back from the night, covered in stinky sweat and full of exhaustion, but as long as they go out to see, which soldier is not bright and bright in his eyes, full of hope for the future?

These Huaishang children, who originally looked too simple and even a little ignorant, after such a little time of training, whether physical or mental, have undergone a very strict and even fierce baptism, and so far, something different from the usual has gradually emerged.

Is it the more and more decent queue military posture, but also the sharp eyes of soldiers who don't squint, as well as the bulging muscles on the body, the neat and close-fitting beautiful military uniform, and what Hou Fangyu and the entire Generalissimo Mansion scholars learned when they were teaching?

The country, the nation, the brilliant civilization of China under 3,000 years?

Even if it is himself, he has talked too much, and when he talks about Huayi's debate, how can he be indifferent to the beauty and greatness of China?

In any case, the crown prince is a character who can pin his hopes on the future and solve the current deadlock.

This point has been deeply rooted in Zheng Yuanxun's heart under the past dozens of days of getting along.

"Transcendent ......"

Gong Dingxiao, who was working together under the lights, raised his head and said with great difficulty: "In this way, it will be difficult for you to go home in the future!" ”

Zheng Yuanxun just smiled: "What about the family's wealth? The heart is not happy, after all, it is still depressed. Now here in Qingjiang, dozens of days of hard work, I feel that the first 30 years are wasted, filial piety, no need to persuade again, I plan to break the house and go out, and I will rely on the official family to live in the future! ”

"Since my brother is like this, what else can I say?" Gong Dingyu was very moved, got up and said: "In Nanjing, I also have some news, and the evidence obtained by my brother can probably wake up the prince in case." Also, I also want to talk about the wealth and enterprising Shandong...... Now that he is under the command of His Royal Highness, I think that the view of the portal is probably not so important! ”

"Very good, in that case, the two of us will go to see the crown prince, and say what about the future, fuck it!"

"Yes, fuck it, I'll drink stinky tofu in the future, save some use, it's probably enough!"

The two went to the prince, and bitterly Chen Huaiyang, the salt merchants and those tricks in Nanjing, even if they got out of Shilin and the family, it would be difficult to get rid of it in the future, such a character, as long as he was not an official, he would be excluded from the local government, and he would not be able to fight the autumn wind, and he would be like a mouse in the bellows all his life, and he would be angry everywhere.

The Ming gentry class absolutely cannot tolerate such traitors and dissidents.

But so what?

The two young scholars stood up, did not even change their official uniforms, looked at each other and smiled, only to feel that they were not against their hearts, and then they went to the camp to see Zhu Cihong.

The evening breeze was gentle and cool, but Zheng Yuanxun and Gong Dingyu's hearts were just a hot ball.

………… It's already dark, and the shore of Slender West Lake is still brightly lit. Yangzhou is also the most prosperous place in the world, and the night scenery is no different from the Qinhuai River.

Among the crowd of people who spend money and jade, Qin Shouhua is also very eye-catching.

They are the smuggled salt dealers who were let go by Chen Mingxia, they just became valuable things on their bodies, bought dozens of catties of meat steamed buns, and paid an account, and came out for a walk at this time to eat, the weather is hot, some are shirtless, some are wearing rags, torn pants and straw shoes, when it comes to dressing, it is very embarrassing, and the beggars on the street are called Huazi, and they are afraid that they are more decent than they wear.

is a few men, all of them act as if nothing happens, as if no one is around, in the crowd, although they are not looking forward to being arrogant, but they are also down-and-out and generous, and they don't feel that they have lost anyone.

As a smuggler of salt, from Qingzhou to Huaiyang, running thousands of miles, poles, stockades, bandits or villagers who twist seedlings on the road to rob, officials, salt merchants, students and talents, all kinds of people, etc., people's hearts are different.

It's mostly an ordinary face, a few of myself, and I don't feel so cheap!

"Brother Qin, that young official during the day, when I saw you leaving, that face seemed to be trying to recruit us. Now the brothers are very down......"

Qin Shouhua is the leader of Chen Mingxia, listening to his brother's words at this time, he just shook his head and said with a smile: "The official of the scholar, I think in my heart, it's not easy to say, and I have scruples, so I reluctantly solicit, we reluctantly follow, we can't achieve a great cause, we can't do great things." Besides, this adult is also driven by others, and he is afraid of taboos when he recruits strong men. ”

Although this person is not a person in the officialdom, he is actually a ** guess not far from ten. When everyone bowed their heads, he also sighed, shook his head and said: "Let's fight Xuzhou out, a few years of hard work, and a little ability, I really think, in this world, who is the person who can kill someone in my Qin?" ”

This is said very wildly, but there is not the slightest sour and rotten gas, and some are just high-spirited and fierce.

(To be continued)