Yan Maoqing was wearing a white sand medium sheet and walked around irritably on the ground. After a while, a guy dressed as a master ran in, his forehead covered with sweat.

"Xiaohua, how's it going?"

"Master, Rong Xiao drank saliva, his throat was hoarse." The person who came grabbed the tea bowl and poured two sips, Yan Maoqing was impatient, "Don't drink it, let's talk about the important thing first." ”

"Yes." This person steadied himself and said, "Tang Yi and his men are shopping for local products all over the street." With a large bag and a small bag, it looks like he is going back to Beijing. ”

"Back to Beijing?"

Yan Maoqing was stunned, hesitated for a long time, what are you doing in a hurry to return to Beijing?

Could it be that he smelled something? Yan Maoqing pondered for a long time and shook his head, "Alas, don't say anything else, Tang Yi's kid's nose is a true spirit!" I can't accept it! ”

The person on the other side was puzzled and asked, "Master, what are you lifting him for?" ”

"Humph!" Yan Maoqing snorted with his nose and said angrily: "Don't lift him, still lift you?" Tang Yi saw that the matter of Lianghuai had reached this point, and he couldn't make any more trouble, and he had to stop in moderation. ”

Three days ago, Yan Maoqing received a letter from Yan Shifan, telling him not to act rashly, Tang Yi would help him whatever he wanted, and he would toss as much as he wanted, and pierce the sky.

Yan Maoqing didn't understand it at the time, but later he gradually realized how similar those big salt merchants were to the original Fujian and Zhejiang surnames, they all aroused public anger, but they were all amazingly powerful and widely implicated, and if they continued, they would lead to the immortals behind them.

As long as they do whatever it takes, Tang Yi will be finished, at least losing both. When the time comes, he Yan Maoqing will be able to jump out and clean up the mess.

Tang Yi ruined his good deeds back then. Now I can finally take revenge.

Yan Maoqing dispatched people to carefully watch Tang Yi's every move. He looked at it, who knew that he was looking forward to the news that Tang Yi was going to return to Beijing. A punch hit the cotton bale, and the strength in his body was useless, and he almost dislocated his shoulder.

Not to mention anything else, Tang Yi's ability to seek good fortune and avoid evil is unparalleled in the world. The power is at the juncture. actually stopped, and it was really a powerful person.

Tang Yi's departure left a lot of chicken feathers.

What about the salt tax of Lianghuai, what about the price of salt that was beaten to the floor, and what about the agreement between him and Wang Lutai......

If a series of problems can't be solved, he will have no way to explain to Jiajing, and when the time comes, he will lose his official position and be dismissed, and there will be no reason to reason.

The more Yan Maoqing thought about it, the more scared she became. He was worried about Jiajing, and he was worried that Tang Yi would be suspicious and deceive himself, so he scattered his manpower, carefully investigated, and did not let go of all the details.

After seven days, Yan Maoqing finally determined that Tang Yi was going to stop.

The most significant manifestation of this is the price of salt. It has recovered from six cents to eight cents, and there is a momentum to continue to rise.

And Tang Yi has already ordered. Reducing the amount of salt that is leveling prices, in other words, the emergency is coming to an end and the market is returning to normal.

But for some, it's the beginning of a nightmare.

After a salt war, the big salt merchants lost more than just silver. It's a damn market share!

When the smoke cleared, they were surprised to find that the big salt merchants, who had monopolized seventy percent of the market, were now less than one percent. Even if the price of salt picks up, it will not fill the hole, on the contrary. With too few customers, they can't make ends meet and continue to lose money.

This has not been seen for many years, and the torture of people is simply unimaginable. It's like a blunt knife cutting through flesh, leaving a bloody wound that will bleed to death sooner or later.

The common people don't buy their salt, so how can the common people live?

This time, Wang Lu was too obedient, he went directly to the street to find the reason himself.

With Tang Yi's order, the temporary shops that used to be all over the streets have been canceled, and without them, why can't they be sold?

With a stomach full of questions, he walked through more than a dozen shops in a row, and finally found the reason. And this reason made him vomit three liters of blood and almost fainted.

As we all know, the monopoly of salt cannot run the salt business without a nest, so the entire salt business and sales fall into the hands of less than 100 wealthy businessmen, and the capital is very concentrated, among which the richest is worth as much as 350 million taels.

Tang Yi's handwritten edict can withstand it for a while, but it can't withstand it for a lifetime. When Tang Yi left, he returned to the original point.

The idea was very good, but Wang Lu was too sad to discover one thing, just as they were fighting, more and more small and medium-sized salt merchants united.

In the past, they had to rely on the help of big salt merchants to buy and sell, but now they don't need to. Several families got together and went directly to the wealthy stove households to get the best quality salt, and because of the high quality and low price, the people flocked to it, and still firmly occupied the market share.

Unconsciously, Wang's opponents have changed from those wealthy stove households to small and medium-sized salt merchants.

Wealthy stove households operated salt, which was temporarily bought and sold by Tang Yi's hand, but small and medium-sized salt merchants were different, they had a "nest" for selling salt, and they could operate legally.

It's just that because of the weakness of the strength, I have to rely on others. In fact, Wang Lutai was the same in the early days, and later because of his good experience and family financial support, he gradually became the most powerful salt merchant.

Nowadays, some people have integrated a plate of scattered small and medium-sized salt merchants, and let them directly connect with stove households.

The two sides hold cross-shareholdings, connect into one, attack and defend alliances, and advance and retreat together.

Even without Tang Yi's command, they were enough to deal with the big salt merchants. This group of people is determined to get their own fat.

In fact, the salt war is still ongoing, which is the saddest discovery of Wang Lutai.

Back at the mansion, he thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became.

In the past three months, not only has he not made money, but he has also put in more than 3 million taels, and at this rate, by this time next year, the family property will be exhausted, and he will become nothing from being rich in the world.

It is said that it is difficult to start a business, and it is especially difficult to keep a business.

It's hard, it's all hard together.

What should I do? Do you admit defeat when it's too hard?

……

It is said that setbacks make people progress, although Wu Tiancheng's progress is not visible, but it is indeed a lot old, not in the wind and fire, can't wait, encounter things, always have to think about it repeatedly, say less, think more.

He has been in charge of keeping an eye on Wang Lutai and Yan Maoqing's actions, waiting and waiting, and finally there is news, they have a secret meeting again, and they have been talking for two hours.

Three days later, the Salt Transportation Division suddenly sent soldiers to arrest seven wealthy stove households in one go, and threw them all into the prison!

The people were arrested, and after the turn of the day, Wang Wenxian hurried to Qinchaxingyuan. In the past few months, his number of stoves has expanded to 20,000 in one fell swoop. Through share swaps, he holds shares in more than 100 salt shops and has the coveted sales system.

The joy of victory is so sweet that one gets drunk.

But in the blink of an eye, the wind direction changed abruptly, and Wang Wenxian couldn't care about anything.

"Lord Tang, you must help save people, little one, please." As he spoke, Wang Wenxian knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Tang Yi hurriedly gave Tang He a look and asked him to pick up the old man.

"Mr. Wang, it's not that I don't want to help, it's that they have shown their feet."

"What horse's feet?" Wang Wenxian asked hesitantly.

"Yan Maoqing sent someone to deliver a letter to me." Tang Yi explained: "A few days ago, they took advantage of the low price of salt in Lianghuai to secretly transport salt to other provinces, as much as millions of catties, violating the laws of the Ming Dynasty. ”

When Wang Wenxian heard this, he was extremely sad and indignant, the salt law of the Ming Dynasty has long been full of loopholes, and the transfer of salt from various places is not a big crime at all, can it be used to raid the house and destroy the door?

It's revenge!

"Your Excellency, you can't do anything about it!"

"Naturally, I'll find a way to keep them from suffering in prison, and as for how it will end, let me think again."

Wang Wenxian begged bitterly, but Tang Yi didn't let go, he could only leave with regrets.

In the first step of the counteroffensive, Yan Maoqing and Wang Lu won a small game, which was greatly encouraged, and then the Salt Transportation Division seized several batches of salt, all of which were charged with illegal salt, but Tang Yi still did not act.

After two temptations, Yan Maoqing finally determined that Tang Yi really didn't want to get involved, and his courage instantly became bigger. For salt merchants, the top priority is to regain the market, raise the price of salt, and make up for the losses......

On the other hand, Tang Yi kept waiting, Wang Lutai did not look for him, but spread the news of the sudden rebound in salt prices, Tang Yi rubbed his temples and sneered slightly, "I still underestimate your tsundere, but it's just right, you don't toss, Lao Tzu has no excuse to clean you up!" (To be continued.) )