As a big family in Shanxi, the president of this Shanxi guild is Cao Bangde.

It is not easy for Cao Bangde to set up a hall, so he naturally feels sorry for this and that, and originally wanted to scold a few words, but when he thought that there were distinguished guests behind him, his face changed, and he said with a smile: "Today's small gathering is here to introduce you to a new friend." Cao Bangde brought Zhang Yao to the right side of his position and said, "This Boss Zhang has just come from Beijing. I heard about the reputation of our association in Taiyuan, so I came to take a look. ”

Chang Wentian put down the cigarette stick, squinted his eyes from the smoke, looked at Zhang Yao, rolled up his yellow teeth, and asked slowly, "Boss Zhang?" The old man in the capital knows a lot of businessmen, I don't know what kind of business this Boss Zhang does? ”

Zhang Yao looked at the old man and sneered, "Master Chang's tone, it seems that he has some doubts about his identity?" Chang Wentian smiled, continued to smoke, and said, "How can it." We are serious about opening the door to do business and running a guild hall, but we can support each other, where is there a saying that people with money are not allowed to enter? I'm afraid of slapping people with swollen faces and fat people. ”

Cao Bangde raised his eyebrows coldly and said, "Chang Wentian, you are also from a good background, and you don't have any eyesight?" This is the former second master of Shen Ji Salt under the Jingshi Overpass. In his early years, he made a living with Shen Jin, and later set up his own door, although his reputation was not so great, but his strength was still very strong. "In any dynasty, the salt merchants can eat openly and mix well. Many Jin merchants in Shanxi made their fortunes by selling salt.

Cao Bangde smiled apologetically at Zhang Yao. He met Zhang Yao in Taiyuan's most popular green building, Hongyan Building. For five days. Not to mention the Oiran that took it, it was even more like a waste of money and a lot of money. I inquired about it a few times. It turned out to be a salt merchant from the capital, so he hurried up to get acquainted.

There are many guild halls in Shanxi, and the merchants have probably divided up the shares, and for the sake of interests, the competition is no weaker than the battlefield. Such a fragrant dumpling is in the bowl, how could Cao Bangde not hook up. On the border of Shanxi, it was originally a pawn from a peddler. There are not many people who have done a big business like them. After all, 80 percent of wealth is in the hands of 20 percent of the people. However in the Ming Dynasty. It should be changed to 90 percent of the wealth, in the hands of 10 percent of the people, to be accurate.

"This time, Boss Zhang came here to discuss cooperation with us. When the time comes, he will lay a foothold in Beijing. This year's dividends will also be a lot more. ”

"President Cao, you have to be clear, the water in this Jingshi is much deeper than Taiyuan, don't be careless, drown yourself and don't say anything, and drag me down. He Shen Jin was able to stand on the flyover, and his ability was great. It's not something we can shake. "These people are very shrewd, how can they not know the doorway in the salt shop. Don't look at the salt merchants. Behind the back, there are probably people who support them, so they can sit firmly.

Sometimes as soon as the platform falls, those big clans say that they are lonely, and they are all exquisite.

Zhang Yao dropped the token on the table, and then stopped talking. Several people had sharp eyes, stood up suddenly, their pupils shrank, and they said in horror: "Jin...... Jinyiwei! Cao Bangde, what do you mean! Chang Wentian squinted his eyes and looked at Cao Bangde, and the cigarette stick in his hand clenched a point.

"Alas, Brother Zhang. Don't scare these cowards. Don't you all believe in the identity of this boss Zhang Yao? Tell you, listen up. He is Jinyiwei Tongzhi, Zhang Fenghua's younger brother, these hundred household tokens are the ones who are handed over to Zhang Yao for convenience, so there is no need to panic. ”

The reason why Cao Bangde is so sure is that when he was in the Qinglou, he also took the initiative to climb up, and he had no defense. Second, with the connections of Jinyiwei, their guild hall will be more convenient in the future when they move around, and even the Taiyuan prefect may have to weigh it.

Don't look at Jinyiwei, Tongzhi is just a subordinate official from the third grade, but Jinyiwei has his special place. He can directly arrest and interrogate officials, how many clean officials are there in these years? If you can not mess with Jinyiwei, you won't mess with Jinyiwei, where do you dare to go against them? Although it is not as good as before, in the year of the Apocalypse, which criminal official saw that Jinyi Wei was not all with two legs and one head, and his head was buzzing.

As for those gray incomes, it's not something that Jinyiwei can manage clearly, but if you dare to break ground in Tai Sui, you will be dead. Therefore, very few officials go back and take the initiative to provoke these evil gods who are outside the establishment.

As soon as they heard that it was a token that they had to get from their brother, the people around them breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Boss Zhang was really scared to death just now." Zhang Yao smiled secretly, scared to death? When you secretly traded with wild boar skins to send information, why weren't you scared to death? He pretended to playfully put away the token and said, "These days, it's hard to do door-to-door business." Okay, let's go. With that, he got up and left.

Cao Bangde hurriedly grabbed Zhang Yao and said, "Brother Zhang stays, Brother Zhang stays." These people have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, you have a lot of adults, don't worry about them. This friendship, I, Cao Bond, have made a deal. Let's go, I'll go to the backyard to eat and chat, and talk while eating. Haha, everyone, if you want to get rich, don't come with you. ”

A few people in the hall, you look at me, I look at you, and those who want to make a windfall, like Cao Bangde, want to climb that relationship, and follow them to the backyard in a swarm.

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People, when they live in tragedy, they always comfort themselves, don't give up, hope is ahead. So at this time, Li Zicheng was really a little discouraged. In the first battle of Shaanxi, Gou Yan escaped breathlessly, thinking that he would always be able to make a difference if he took refuge in Gao Yingxiang, but as a result, the king and the general ran away together, and were chased to Henan by Cao Wenzhao.

"Hongji, what's next?" Li Yan sighed, "Defeated, completely defeated." ”

Li Zicheng patted his fellow villagers on the shoulder, cheered up, and said, "There will always be a way out." "He didn't know where to go. Since you want to be opposed, then the road will be black to the end.

It was a tug-of-war between the peasants and the rulers. Yang Fan understands that where there is repression, there is resistance. And the real rulers don't think like that, they think that where there is resistance, there must be suppression.

Zhu Youzhen can be regarded as having figured it out, if he really wants to recover Liaodi, this group of thieves must be eliminated. Only when production is restored can we spare our forces and energy to deal with wild boar skins. Yang Fan didn't realize that his move in Dalinghe had already changed the national fortunes of the Ming Dynasty. This change made the contradiction between the peasant rebel army and the imperial army more intense. (To be continued......)