"Solo, play fun!"

On the canal wharf in the northern suburbs of Yangzhou City, colorful flags fluttered, thousands of people gathered, the first civil official dressed in the costume of the three products stared at the downstream of the canal with a worried face, the sweat on his face was stunned and he couldn't take care to wipe it, as soon as he saw the shadow of the dragon boat, he couldn't wait to roar a voice, in an instant, the drum team that had been waiting for a long time immediately heard the sound and moved, the drum music was noisy, the whole wharf was boiling again, tens of thousands of officials and people looked forward to the slow approach of the dragon boat.

"Look, master, it's so lively on the dock, hey, as soon as the master arrives, all the people welcome him, and he is really magnificent."

At the bow of the dragon boat, Hongqing sat on the Taishi chair with an indifferent face, not moved by the lively scene in the distance, and there was a faint layer of worry between his eyebrows.

"Hmm."

Hongqing didn't pay attention to the little fart of watching the rain at all, and just said noncommittally, but he was still worried about the situation in the Jingshi - although the elder brother wanted to do something to Xiaoskewer Hutong as early as Hongqing expected, he had already made relevant arrangements, but when it came to the certainty of success, Hongqing really didn't dare to make an assertion, after all, there are too many variables in this matter, and it is really hard to say what the final result will be, it is impossible to say that it is impossible not to worry, so the stake is too big, a careless word, It is inevitable that there will be a catastrophe of collapse, and now, things may have passed for three days, but the news from the other end of the Jingshi has not yet come, how can Hongqing's heart be settled, if it is possible, Hongqing really can't wait to put on his wings and hurry back to the Jingshi, but he wants to think about it, but there is no possibility of doing it, so he only hopes that the old sixteen can have a level or more.

"Xiaguan Lianghuai Salt Imperial History He Mingfu led a group of colleagues to welcome Lord Qincha!"

"Xiaguan Yangzhou Governor Che Ming led the officials and people of this government to knock on Lord Qincha!"

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The boat slowly traveled for a stick of incense, and finally leaned on the dock, without waiting for Hongqing to step on the pedal, the two Huai salt transport envoys He Mingfu had taken the lead to meet the front, respectfully bowed to pay homage, followed by the Yangzhou prefect Che Mingzi did not dare to slack off, followed by kneeling on the ground, the same big salute greetings, these two chief officials knelt down like this, and many officials behind them together with the people who came to greet how dare to stand still, they all knelt on the ground.

"With the old folks coming to greet him, Ben Baylor is really grateful, and he invites them all to get up."

Although his heart was extremely heavy, he could not ignore it on such occasions, and he could not chill the hearts of all the people who came to greet him, so he could only suppress the irritability in his heart, walked slowly ashore, raised his hand, and called out very politely.

"Lord Ron, Xie Qincha!"

Hongqing has already called up, and everyone has to thank them according to the rules, which is the proper meaning of the question, but there is nothing to say.

"Lord Qincha, you have worked hard from afar, and the lower officials have prepared a quiet courtyard in the city, and asked Qingbeile to move."

Fang got around, He Mingfu didn't care about patting the mud on the official robe, and hurriedly came to Hongqing, piled up a smile on his face, and said a wordless flattery.

"No need, just the post station, Ben Baylor is here for official business, not to enjoy the mountains and rivers, everything is still in accordance with the rules of the court."

Hongqing did not accept He Mingfu's affection, waved his hand, and rejected his proposal without hesitation.

"This ......"

He Mingfu is a slave born in the family of Prince Yu who just died last year, and it is precisely by virtue of the power of Prince Yu that he was able to take up the position of the two Huai salt transport envoys such a fat difference, since the death of Prince Yu, He Mingfu has completely lost his backer, and he is always worried that his position will not be guaranteed every day, especially when he heard that Hongqing, who is known as the "officialdom killer", is going to rectify the salt affairs, and he is even more panicked. But I didn't expect that as soon as I got in touch with it, Hongqing so unceremoniously rejected her painstaking arrangement, and couldn't help but be anxious and ashamed, and I really didn't know what to do for a while.

"Lord Qincha, the Yangzhou post station is small and dilapidated, which is not conducive to recuperation, if Lord Belle does not dislike it, the lower officials are willing to vacate the official office, and ask Lord Baylor to give in to one or two."

Che Ming is a corporal of the eighth master, a jinshi in the thirty-ninth year of Kangxi, in less than five years, he has climbed to the position of the prefect of Yangzhou, in addition to the letter of the eighth master, he himself is also extremely good at drilling camps, this saw that He Mingfu, who had never been on good terms with himself, was deflated, and laughed secretly in his heart, and did not let go of such a great opportunity to tie up Hongqing, and hurriedly expressed his position from the side.

"This is Lord Che, before Ben Baylor left Beijing, the eighth uncle also said that Lord Che, the prefect of Yangzhou, is a good official, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary, good, good."

Seeing Che Ming coming over, Hongqing suddenly remembered something, but he didn't rush to come out, but praised Che Ming with a smile.

"Lord Belle has an overreputation, it is all the master who puts gold on the face of the slave, and the subordinate officials dare not deserve it, only loyalty and filial piety to the country."

As a subordinate of the eighth master, although Che Ming's official position is not high, he also knows that Hongqing and the eighth master are not all the way at all, and he will not be complacent because of Hongqing's praise, but his face is still full of humble smiles, and he is humble.

"Well, it's not good for Lord Che to have such a heart, and it's not in vain that Uncle Eight will take you, it's just that, this is not the place to talk, it's not good to always let the old folks wait, so let's go to the post station to settle down first, and then talk to you later, come here, prepare a sedan chair!"

Although Hongqing's ability to be weak and the snake is strong, there is no need to show too much here, this saw that the big sedan chair on the ship had been unloaded, and he didn't want to say more, so he smiled and waved his hand, and ended such a welcoming ceremony, and even the holy decree was not announced, so he slowly walked to the big sedan chair parked on the side, and got into it with a huff, and he and the car saw this, looked at each other, and had no choice but to greet a group of people to lead the way, and surrounded Hongqing's big sedan chair, I rushed all the way to the post station not far away......

"Qing Belle, you can personally guide the two Huai salt affairs, the lower officials and others are like a long drought and looking forward to the rain, hehe, not only the lower officials are looking forward to it, those salt merchants are also waiting anxiously, no, as soon as you arrive, the salt dogs are all happy, I don't want to delay for a moment, I want to be close to you, for this reason, I have prepared a wine feast in the 'Tianxing Tower', I want to invite you to enjoy your face, I don't know what you think?"

Although Yangzhou is a big city, but after all, it is only a government, and there are not many officials who are qualified to meet Hongqing, even if you add the officials of the Yanyun Envoy Yamen, there are only more than 20 people in total, and this kind of meeting is just a few words of comfort, and it will be over after a short time, after the officials retreated, He Mingfu finally seized a loophole, hurried to Hongqing's side, and groveled to make a speech.

"It's rare that the salt merchants are so gracious, Ben Baylor should have gladly obeyed his orders, but he has a duty and must not be neglected, so that the banquet is not necessary, as for the meeting, he will go to the salt transportation envoy Yamen early tomorrow morning to meet him."

He Mingfu said that he was very diligent, but unfortunately Hongqing didn't intend to give him face, not for anything else, just because Hongqing came to rectify it, because he didn't want to mess around with a group of salt merchants before he figured out the situation, not because he was afraid of the sugar-coated shells of a group of salt merchants, but he didn't want to provoke the impeachment of the officials, although this kind of eating and drinking is the norm in officialdom, even if the officials want to go to the book on this matter, they may not be able to get Hongqing, but it's better to have more facts than less.

"Ah, this ......"

This is the second time Hongqing has not given face, He Mingfu is really angry and afraid, but he doesn't have the courage to be more serious with Hongqing, so he can only snort in embarrassment, and cast his eyes for help to Che Ming, the prefect of Yangzhou who was sitting on the side, that little look really responds to the old saying of "rushing to the doctor in a hurry" - Che Ming and He Mingfu have a long history of grievances, and it is good not to fall into the well, how can he help He Mingfu turn around at this time, naturally he pretended not to see He Mingfu's eyes for help, It was still the old god who was sitting still on the ground.

"This matter is so decided, Lord He will go on behalf of Ben Baylor, apologize to the salt merchants, and discuss it again in court tomorrow, go."

Hongqing didn't plan to give He Mingfu another chance to talk about it at all, so he waved his hand and gave an order in an unquestionable tone.

"Yes, the lower official will go, this will go."

Hongqing had already said this, He Mingfu didn't dare to stay any longer, so he could only bow down helplessly, withdraw from the hall of the meeting room in a gloomy manner, and go to discuss countermeasures with the salt merchants waiting in the "Tianxing Tower".

"Lord Che, Ben Baylor has a personal question to ask, I wonder if it is convenient for Lord Che?"

Hongqing ignored He Mingfu's resignation, but turned his gaze to Che Ming, who was sitting on the side, and asked in a deep voice.

"If Lord Belle has any orders, just speak out, but whoever can know from the subordinate will not dare to hide it."

Hearing Hongqing's words, Che Ming couldn't help but be stunned, but he soon woke up, hurriedly bowed, and replied respectfully.

"Well, this is the best, Ben Beile heard that Wu Sidao, who took the lead in making trouble in Jinling Gongyuan for thirty-six years, has been a classmate of Lord Che for many years, I don't know if there is such a thing?"

Hongqing was not pretentious, nodded, and opened his mouth casually.

"Ah, this ......"

As soon as he heard Hongqing ask about this, Che Ming's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and sweat appeared on his forehead instantly, and he really didn't know how to deal with it for a while.