Yan Maoqing had already known the news of Tang Yi's southward journey from Yan Shifan, and he felt that the end was coming. Not to mention the grievances of the past, now they are their own masters, and they have made mistakes, how can they not take advantage of the victory to pursue and die!

For more than 20 years, the ups and downs of the Huan Sea ended up like this, and Yan Maoqing was extremely depressed. He prides himself on being smart, has the means, can hold money, and thinks very highly of himself, but he was unlucky in Tang Yi's hands.

The dream of dominating Jiangnan was shattered, and after returning to Beijing, the emperor did not treat him, and even his godfather and godbrother were not so enthusiastic about him. Fortunately, he also gave himself the opportunity, the prime minister's four major salt transportation divisions, holding the world's salt profits, and the power was for a while.

Get up fast, fall down fast, Yan Maoqing is happy, he knows that even if he can escape with his life, most of them will lose their official position and resign. Fortunately, not long after coming to Huai'an, he had very means, in addition to honoring Yan Song, he also had 500,000 taels of silver in his hands.

Coupled with the family foundation accumulated over the years, it is enough to live comfortably.

The right is gone, but the money is still there.

Yan Maoqing kept comforting herself, counting steamed buns day by day, messing around. Waiting, Tang Yi finally arrived, but as if he didn't notice him, Tang Yi just calmed down the price of salt, visited the salt merchant, and threw him aside.

Could it be that Tang Yi is confused? Or is he kind-hearted?

These two possibilities are almost zero, how cunning and ruthless Tang Yi is, Yan Maoqing knows it, but why doesn't he do it to himself?

For three whole days, Yan Maoqing couldn't eat or drink, locked himself in the study, and walked around, like a donkey pulling a mill, round and round, the taste was no different from that of a prisoner waiting to be beheaded.

After three days, Tang Yi didn't make any movement, and news came from his subordinates. The price of salt began to drop rapidly, Yan Maoqing's mind turned, and he finally understood Tang Yi's intentions.

Tang Yi is sitting and waiting for his opponent to be killed!

Jiajing sent himself south to patrol the salt, and gave himself the four major salt transportation divisions, the purpose was very clear, that is, to collect money. But I just got more than 2 million taels. has made small achievements, but before he has time to make a big move, he has a big problem, and he has to rely on Tang Yi to wipe his buttocks.

Do you still need Tang Yi to do it, who has the ability and who doesn't, it's clear at a glance. I'm afraid that Jiajing has long hated himself in his heart, but why didn't Jiajing send anyone. What about catching yourself?

Yan Maoqing asked himself, did he believe that his character exploded, Yan Maoqing guessed, most of them had two reasons, the first was that the godfather and the godbrother helped to intercede, and the other was that Jiajing was in the way of face, so he sent himself south, and the result was a trouble. Just let yourself go back, didn't you say that His Majesty the Emperor surrendered to the people below?

Is it tolerable or intolerable? Jiajing can't afford to lose that person.

But then again, how long can a minister who has lost his favor work?

Thinking of this, Yan Maoqing couldn't help but nod in admiration. Tang Yi, this kid is so fucking vicious!

I'm afraid that he will already regard himself as a dead man, and he will get out sooner or later anyway, and he will risk offending Yan Song's father and son. What to mess with yourself.

Besides, even if he drove himself away, it was Xu Jie's cronies who benefited, and Yan Maoqing also knew that between Tang Yi and Xu Jie. It's not that intimate.

After thinking about it, Yan Maoqing did not suddenly become enlightened, but was furious, he tore his clothes hard, stood at the window, and let the cold wind blow on his chest. Yan Maoqing raised his head and took a deep breath.

In the past, he was also a supernatural power, and after entering the officialdom, he was even more prosperous, and it took him 20 years to achieve the ministry level.

He is not yet fifty years old, he is in good health, and he eats well, if he loses his power and returns home in humiliation, how will he spend the rest of his years!

A husband can't be without power for a day, Tang Yi thinks so, and Yan Maoqing is even more so.

When he thought of Tang Yi, he was not angry.

Okay, you Tang Xingzhi, you think I'm going to be finished, you don't even look at it, you are too underestimating the heroes of the world!

The greatest humiliation in the world is ignorance.

Tang Yi's gorgeous ignorance made Yan Maoqing angry, he didn't want to lose power, he wanted the world to know that Yan Maoqing was not a waste.

Gambling on dignity and everything, Yan Maoqing wants to come to a Jedi counterattack to regain the holy family and keep his position.

After Yan Maoqing thought about it again, he immediately called his family, freshened up, changed into a clean official uniform, looked at the mirror, and carefully looked at it to ensure that he was in the best condition.

After everything was ready, Yan Maoqing called a carriage, immediately got up, and went straight to the house of the big salt merchant Wang Lutai.

Yan Maoqing didn't know that as soon as he left the mansion, he was targeted, one followed quietly, and the other hurriedly went to report the news......

"Master, you are really a god, Yan Maoqing has moved!" Wu Tiancheng followed Tang Yi's side, watching how the teacher lifted weights and laid out calmly, Wu Tiancheng had only one word: Serve!

It's completely different from his style of struggling and instigating everywhere. Tang Yi didn't intervene deeply, but in the key place, he used a little force to push the opponent to the road of death.

The conspiracy is played out of the flavor of the conspiracy, and it is easy to master, and there is no fireworks at all. Legend has it that flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, which is the top master of the teacher.

Wu Tiancheng suppressed his excited heart and whispered: "Yan Maoqing went to Wang Lutai's house. ”

"Wang Lutai?" Tang Yi thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Is that Wang Chonggu's family?" ”

"That's right!" Wu Tiancheng said: "Wang Lutai is the leading salt merchant in Huai, he was originally from Shanxi, he arrived in Huai'an 40 years ago, took root, and the business in his hand is getting bigger and bigger. ”

Tang Yi nodded, this number is at least not much, at the moment among the Jin merchants, the richest are the Wang family, the Zhang family, and of course, the Yang family.

As the representative of the Jin merchants in Lianghuai, Wang Lutai's power is unquestionable.

"Master, Yan Maoqing went to the Wang family, will they have any conspiracy?" Wu Tiancheng said curiously.

"The conspiracy is certain, but whether the conspiracy can work or not depends on the matter." Tang Yi got up from his seat and slapped the table hard!

"Pass the order, immediately dump salt in the land of Lianghuai, the more the better, the lower the price, the better!"

Wu Tiancheng hesitated: "Master, are you in a hurry, do you want to wait for Yan Maoqing to make a move......

"No!" Tang Yi said decisively: "Preemptively, then second!" What means can Yan Maoqing have, I have already guessed seventy-seven-eighty-eight, you just have to do it! ”

"Yes!"

Wu Tiancheng didn't dare to have any doubts, so he hurriedly left the study and went down to give orders.

Tang Yi sat alone, slowly poured a cup of tea, and tasted it slowly, if outsiders saw it, they would only feel that adults were lightweight, it was really the style of a general.

But in fact, Tang Yi's palms were covered in cold sweat, and the tea tasted no at all when he drank it in his mouth.

No matter how well prepared he is, he must be careful to compete directly with the salt merchants, and there must be no mistakes in the slightest.

Tang Yi wants to capture Yan Maoqing, Tang Yi knows that Yan Maoqing-like characters are very conceited, when power is lost, they will fight back desperately, just like gamblers, the more they lose, the more crazy they have to go.

The mess that Wu Tiancheng made, in the end, would only kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800. If Tang Yi is strong enough to convince people with his strength, it is not bad. But for now, he can only win by skill.

If Yan Maoqing wants to keep his position, he must redeem his holy family, and the way to save his family is to get more silver. The easiest way to get money is to use your brains on salt.

Tang Yi carefully studied Yan Maoqing's resume, he was smart and cunning, but this person has been mixing in the capital and has been infected with the habits of Beijing officials.

What is the habit of Jingguan, that is, they are high on top, antelope hanging horns, they like to start from the top, thinking that they have caught a few key people, and everything will be solved.

He went to Wang Lutai, and kept talking about how much and what to talk about, and a thousand words were gathered into one sentence, which was to benefit the big salt merchants and squeeze the small and medium-sized salt merchants.

Tang Yi could think of it with his toes, he just prescribed the right medicine, united most of the forces, isolated a few top salt merchants, supported figures such as Wang Wenxian, broke the existing pattern, and realized the reshuffle of the salt industry.

It can be said that Tang Yi deserves to be the one who conspires, these four words, but the more this is the case, the more cautious and cautious he must be, not to get involved too deeply, and to leave someone to handle.

Looking up at the starry sky outside the window, a huge chessboard, every star is a brilliant chess piece, Tang Yi suddenly had a sense of comfort outside the spirit, and the whole person was sublimated......

"Drive, drive, drive!"

The long convoy of horses, with more than 200 carriages full of salt, quickly entered Yangzhou City.

The soldiers defending the city hurriedly stopped and asked, "What's in the car?" ”

"Salt."

"Oh?" The voice of the soldier guarding the door raised, "So much salt, but there is salt to lead?" ”

"Nope!"

"That's private salt, come on, arrest them all!" The soldiers shouted triumphantly.

"Wait!" The steward took out an official document, held it high, and shook it at the soldiers guarding the door.

"See, Lord Qincha's order, in order to stabilize the price of salt, we are specially allowed to transport salt, whoever dares to stop it is to disobey Lord Qincha's order!"

Ooh! What a big charge.

The doorkeeper ran over and took the official document to see that there was really a big seal of Qincha, and he was dumbfounded, so he could only say in a daze: "Brothers, what are you still doing in a daze, let it go!" ”

The guards guarding the gate dodged, and the convoy entered the city, and the leading steward smiled slightly, took out a large ingot of filament official silver from his sleeve, and sent it to the general.

"Master Jun, you and your brothers buy bags of tea to drink, and you make money when you look back, and you still have a heart!"

When the soldier who was still frowning just now saw the silver, he immediately smiled, patted his chest and promised that everyone would be good friends in the future, and the door would definitely be opened.

Similar scenes continue to play out in the land of Lianghuai, countless salt was transported to the prefecture capital county, and the next day, the early riser woman was going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, only to find that many oil and salt shops had opened early.

A striking wooden sign was hung at the door, which read: Salt, a penny of silver!

They rubbed their eyes, the price of salt had reached five cents a few days ago, and they were all dumbfounded. (To be continued.) )