The first wind and rain drifted away

It's not difficult for Jin Yiwei to make a move, let alone a simple matter. In just a moment, Li Ruolian came to restore his life.

"The Emperor...... The young master is a gang composed of several dilapidated households on East Street, called Wuhutang.

They opened up the relationship with Wang Zhaoming, the governor of Shuntian Mansion, and collected monthly examples from ordinary merchants in the area of Dongjie. ”

"Excellent! Not bad! ”

Emperor Chongzhen bared his teeth and raised his eyebrows lightly, so frightened that the old king next to him hurriedly lowered his head, the emperor was about to be furious again, and it was estimated that a batch of heads would fall again.

In fact, Lao Wang guessed wrong, Emperor Chongzhen was not angry, but very open.

for he saw again that the silver of the white flowers was about to come in.

As for the collection of protection money, he has long been surprised.

In later generations, the Celestial Empire that served the people was repeatedly banned, not to mention the declining feudal dynasty?

The ordinary people in the lower strata always belong to the exploited party, and this benefit depends on who gets their hands on it.

However, this reminded him that since he couldn't collect taxes from the merchants in the capital openly, it was always okay for me to collect protection fees, right?

Jiangnan is beyond the reach of the whip for the time being, but on the one-third of an acre of land in the capital, I am always the most powerful, and who else can be more powerful than me?

"Go back to the palace!"

Emperor Chongzhen, who thought clearly, said two words excitedly, raised his legs and left, very neatly.

The group arrived at the gate of the imperial city, and Emperor Chongzhen couldn't wait to start instructing while walking:

"Li Baihu, you immediately dispatched a total of 300 people from the elite factory guards and the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division to set up a public security department, and you are in charge.

The duty is to collect security fees from merchants who have shops, and they are not allowed to charge open-air stalls.

Among them, green buildings, gambling houses, pawnshops, and money banks have high profits and should be levied more.

Let's take four layers of their profits!

Be sure to investigate clearly and don't miss out!

Other shops ask how many of those pimpling monthly cases are, and they will all be halved.

The action might as well be violent, take out the majesty of the factory guard, and start with the most famous merchants in the capital.

No matter who is standing behind them, as long as they do not pay the security fee, they will be beaten, smashed, robbed, and burned! ”

In the domineering and gloomy words, Li Ruolian obeyed the order.

"Also, tell the soldiers not to be afraid of hard work, and leave 20% of the monthly security fees collected as the operating expenses of the security department.

And I will give the rest to the soldiers. ”

Emperor Chongzhen looked at Li Baihu, who died fighting for the Ming Dynasty, and said in a deep voice.

The preliminary work must be very hard and should be rewarded.

"Thank you for the emperor's grace!"

Li Ruolian didn't know why the emperor reused his small hundred households, he only knew that he was going to be developed.

He knows the wealth of Gyeonggi merchants.

Not to mention anything else, hundreds of large and small green buildings are enough for them to make a lot of money.

"Wang Daban, dispatched the factory guards to carry out a nationwide anti-gang and evil action, and put all the scoundrels in the market in prison, and it was also bright and clear!

The umbrella behind them, all dug out! ”

"Slave Command!"

Wang Chengen leaned over to receive the order.

"Go ahead, get moving!"

Emperor Chongzhen shook off his dragon robe, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the inner palace one by one.

Wang Chengen could see that the emperor was in a good mood today.

But if he wants to be in a good mood all the time, it depends on how much silver he can dig up.

Eliminating evil and fighting black, when the Ming Dynasty collapsed everywhere, it was definitely not the emperor's purpose.

Silver, and only silver, is the root of the emperor's eagerness to deal with this matter.

Under the clear blue sky, Wang Chengen comprehended Emperor Chongzhen's intentions more profoundly.

Perhaps, this is an epiphany!

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At dusk, the Gyeonggi cookery is filled with smoke.

In the official residence of Shuntian Mansion, Wang Zhaoming, the official of the government, had already drunk a little wine comfortably.

The dishes are not sumptuous, there are only three dishes, but the quality is quite good.

Yuhetang Restaurant's signature dishes are gathered on land and water, and they are stewed with sea cucumbers, anchovies, fatty chickens, and pig's trotters.

There is also a famous dish called cooking dragon and phoenix, and the palace tofu is made with bird brains.

The soup is duck soup, which has been boiled for a short day, and it is suitable for drinking in summer.

In addition to food, it is also good wine.

Wang Zhaoming drank the famous Jiangsu liquor Jin Fenglu, which was clear but not cold, mellow but not greasy, thick but not hurtful, and it was really a masterpiece in the wine.

I don't get tired of eating, I don't get tired of being fine, that's about it.

This meal, worth three taels of silver, is a month's food for ordinary people in the capital.

And Wang Zhaoming is like this every day, and he is richer and more nourishing than some important members of the court.

can be said that Wang Zhaoming's position, the official of Shuntianfu, is the seventh grade, and he is just a department-level cadre in later generations, and he is a fart in the Gyeonggi Imperial City.

Even in the Shuntian Mansion, there are Fu Yin, Fu Cheng, Zhizhong, Tong Ju and others, and he is nothing.

However, Wang Zhaoming can pat his chest and say, it is true that you officials are bigger than me, but in terms of quality of life, you are a fart if you have enough money and wealth.

It's no wonder that he is so arrogant, Shuntian Mansion is located in the capital, there are princes and generals suppressing each other, and there are imperial historians staring at it, Fu Yin has always been the most difficult official to do, and he is angry everywhere.

And Wang Zhaoming's position as a pusher, also known as Zuo Erguan, is in charge of the name of the criminal and the praise of the code, in the one-acre and three-point land of the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion, it is really high.

First, you don't have to deal with the heads and brains outside, and second, you have to be responsible for the general affairs in the Shuntian Mansion, and you have to meddle in big and small affairs.

Officials and nobles naturally can't afford to offend, but there are still millions of ordinary people in the Imperial City of Gyeonggi, and how many merchants buy and sell, and the oil and water in this are really rich and abnormal.

Although there are layers of distribution in it, the general judgment and the official take the lion's share.

And Fu Yin generally doesn't do long, and every term is anxious to open up the joints to be transferred, and rarely cares about the following.

On the contrary, the following general judgment and promotion officials have been doing it for a long time, just like Wang Zhaoming has been doing it for 12 years, and people in the capital who have a little eye understand Wang Zhaoming's weight.

After a few glasses, Wang Zhaoming was already a little drunk, and his thoughts gradually floated.

Shouldn't the rapids retreat?

Over the years, there have been a lot of promises, even if there are three generations, there is no worries.

What's more, he set up a silk weaving workshop in Suzhou Prefecture, with more than 100 looms.

And a loom earns more than a few acres of watered land every year.

Of course, he has other industries and a lot of fields.

Some time ago, the Son of Heaven was like crazy, reopened the factory guard, and disposed of a few important ministers in the court, will he be targeted?

It's time to retreat, I've caught enough in the past twelve years, and if I don't retreat, who knows if the above will slaughter him as a fat pig?

Alas, Wang Zhaoming took a drink and sighed.

It's really a bit reluctant!

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty......"

Suddenly, the shouts of the officials came from the front, Wang Zhaoming's heart trembled, his head slammed on the table, and the wine was suddenly half sober.

Before he could react, the door had been kicked open, and several brocade captains appeared in front of him, and Wang Zhaoming's heart sank to the bottom.

It's cold!

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