Patrol the salt imperial history yamen, sign the room.

There was a rush of footsteps, and with a squeak, Lin Zhao put down the scroll in his hand and looked at the comer.

Zhang Wannian first gave a salute and then said: "The subordinates are not doing well, Wei Yang was killed in prison, and he has come to ask for guilt from the classics!"

Lin Zhao raised his eyebrows, and in an instant, he figured out a general idea, and said with a sneer: "It seems that some people are in a hurry, but they think that Wei Yang is dead, can they defend and counterattack?"

After speaking, he sighed again: "I showed my handle, I originally wanted to see what means they had, but I didn't expect that their speed would be so fast and the amplitude would be so large!"

Saying that, Lin Zhao suddenly got up and said: "This Wei Yang is a person who has drunk flower wine together, he is dead, I have to give him a ride."

Zhang Wannian's body trembled, but he didn't say anything.

My father-in-law spoke so politely, I really didn't know what to say.

Patrolling the Salt Imperial History Prison, when Lin Zhao and Zhang Wannian entered the dark prison, a carriage passed by the gate, and among the spacious carriages, one person had a white head and a silver beard, wearing low-key and luxurious clothes, and his face was red.

The two were sitting opposite each other, playing a game of chess on a chessboard in front of them.

The white-haired and silver-bearded old man had squinted eyes, but between the opening and closing, he could see that this was definitely a shrewd person.

If the big salt merchants in Yangzhou City saw him, they would definitely bow down and shout, "Master Wei." ”

That's right, he is the leading salt merchant in Yangzhou City, Wei Chunhua.

The celebrity stroked his beard and withdrew his gaze from the curtain of the carriage, and a chess piece in his hand fell and smiled at Wei Chunhua: "Wei Ye is really a good means, if you don't make a move, you can make a move, no wonder the Wei family can occupy the market of Sancheng of my Daming salt industry, and it is the giant of Yangzhou salt merchants." ”

Wei Chunhua smiled with a humble look: "Mr. Zhou is really false, Wei is a businessman, and he knows the truth that wealth moves people's hearts. It's not difficult to buy a salt patrol imperial history prison. ”

Mr. Zhou, who was sitting opposite him, sighed slightly, looked extremely distressed, and even moistened the corners of his eyes: "It's a pity that Brother Wei died tragically at the hands of corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and the Wei family was so humiliated, it really makes people angry." ”

Wei Chunhua glanced at Mr. Zhou, and his face did not change at all.

This Mr. Zhou is a local celebrity, in fact, he is also one of the literati funded and sponsored by the Wei family, and it was also his idea to let Wei Chunhua break his wrist, and then frame Lin Ruhai and his son.

Unexpectedly, at this time, he looked like a dead best friend, and even he, Wei Chunhua, an old Jianghu, felt ashamed.

However, Wei Chunhua is not a simple person, he just sighed slightly: "Wei Yang is righteous and awe-inspiring, reprimanded the corrupt officials, and was killed, he is a good son of my Wei family!"

Mr. Zhou looked at Wei Chunhua with a solemn face and said: "Brother Wei Shi's generosity is a hero, but today he was killed by a stolen official, and when the news in Yangzhou City spreads tomorrow, the crowd will definitely be boiling, and then the people will be angry, and there may be an impact on the Yamen of the Imperial History of the Salt Patrol!"

Saying that, Mr. Zhou said with a bit of solemnity in his eyes: "I don't know what Master Wei thinks?"

Wei Chunhua nodded and said: "What Mr. said is very true, the eyes of the people are bright, there were corrupt officials in Linzhou who forcibly levied business taxes, but they were beaten to death by the people. In Suzhou City, there were tax supervisors who forcibly levied silk silk, and finally they were besieged in their residences, and they were not allowed to go out for ten days, and they were starved to death!"

Mr. Zhou looked admiring, nodded and said: "The righteous people in Jiangnan dare to fight against those harsh tax officials, and the people of Yangzhou are not short of bloody people. ”

As soon as Lin Zhao walked into the prison, he suddenly stopped, he didn't look back, and said directly to Li Long next to him: "There is a carriage passing by outside, white horse purple shaft, let me find out, who is the person in the carriage?"

Li Long said: "My subordinates will go here." ”

Seeing Li Long turn around and leave, Lin Zhao said: "Be careful, don't startle the snake, there is a dark whistle around the carriage." ”

In prison, Lin Zhao recruited Zhang Wannian and a few others, these people have been subdued by themselves, and they are all henchmen promoted by themselves, and more than a dozen people are older orphans adopted on the road, and Lin Zhao used soul transfer ** to control his mind, loyal to him, and said: "No need to be polite, everyone stand up, I have something to say." ”

Soon everyone stood up, one by one, respectfully aside.

Lin Zhao swept his eyes and said: "My father was appointed by the emperor to patrol the salt imperial history, sit in Yangzhou, and collect commercial taxes for the country. But this Yangzhou has long been bewitched by drunken gold, and one by one he can't wait to take all the hungry money in his arms, and there is no country at all. We wanted to restore some of the due commercial taxes, but there was a group of people who wanted to put the salt patrol imperial history to death, since this is the case, then don't blame Lin Zhao for killing him!"

Everyone did not have the slightest fear when they heard this, but showed excitement one by one.

They were able to be subdued by Lin Zhao, naturally knowing that Lin Zhao's methods were by no means as rumored.

Just a glimpse is enough to benefit them for a lifetime.

Lin Zhao nodded at Zhang Wannian, and Zhang Wannian immediately understood and said to several officials: "Give you one night to concoct a batch of confessions, Lin Dianshi said, Wei Yang colluded with the Japanese and bribed officials, with bad intentions, and there was a mistake in killing, and he did not let it go." ”

The names on one side of the paper involved several major salt merchants in Yangzhou, and they were obviously selected by Lin Zhao as a victim of counterattack against some people.

It was clear that many people were going to lose sleep this night.

The river camp guarded the Qianhu Mansion, and the Qianhu Lord Gu Jinbiao walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, did he turn his head and stare at Gu Haiquan who was kneeling on the ground.

After a long time, he sat on the Taishi chair, glanced at Gu Haiquan, and sneered: "Still not convinced, think that Lin Zhao is a fool who can be rubbed by you in your hands?"

"The child doesn't dare. Gu Haiquan said busily.

"Don't dare, you're already very daring! Do you know that Lin Zhao shocked a few people on the road?" Gu Jinbiao snorted coldly: "If it weren't for the primary target of the Salt Patrol Imperial History Yamen, you would have been broken and thrown to me by now! I still have to thank people with a smile!"

"Wouldn't it?" Gu Haiquan was taken aback.

"No, this Lin Zhao crossed the Yangtze River under the Yellow Crane Tower, flying as fast as an eagle, and even Dong Qianli, the sect leader of the White Lotus Sect, knew that he was invincible, and ordered his subordinates not to harass him, nor to oppose the Lin family. When they arrived in Zhenjiang, the leader of the Cao Gang even knelt down and kowtowed, offering 500,000 taels of silver, you said that their knowledge could not compare to you?" Gu Jinbiao sneered.

"Wouldn't it?" Gu Haiquan suddenly sweated profusely, and was almost incoherent with fright.

"You said that you are a Yanei, wandering around Yangzhou City all day long, everyone greeted you with a smile, and you applauded and agreed when you said a word, do you really think that you are highly knowledgeable, and you are Zhuge Kongming in the world?" Gu Jinbiao looked like he hated iron and steel, and continued: "According to the news that the old man got it, those people are going to follow the example of the people of Linzhou Mansion who attacked and killed the tax collector, and besieged the Yamen of the Imperial History of Patrol Salt, so that Lin Ruhai could not get out, and at the same time took the opportunity to get rid of Lin Zhao. ”

"This ......" Gu Haiquan is a Yanei, eating, drinking and having fun every day, flying eagles and lackeys, and fighting with the Yanai who is not pleasing to the eye, where did he think that the resentment behind him is so big.

He was excited, and hurriedly said: "Dad, the people of Linzhou City can kill the tax collector, so the salt merchants in Yangzhou City are stronger, will they ......?"

"Bang!"

Gu Jinbiao stepped forward and kicked Gu Haiquan to the ground, and shouted angrily: "Are you a pig brain? Speaking of force, no matter how powerful those salt merchants are, they can compare to the White Lotus Sect and the Cao Gang? These gang of Jianghu men dare not be disrespectful to Lin Ruhai's family, these salt rats are blinded by wealth, and they no longer know who has a big fist and who is ruthless with a knife in their eyes, do you think you Lao Tzu can't see it? Do you understand it now?"

Although Gu Haiquan was kicked to the ground, of course he didn't dare to resent Lao Tzu, but he still asked with a puzzled face: "However, you also think too highly of the Lin family's father and son, yes, Lin Ruhai was indeed entrusted with a heavy task by the Son of Heaven." That Lin Zhao is indeed strong in martial arts, but no matter how he is, how can he fight these forces rooted in Yangzhou, you must know that even our army may not be able to suppress those people......! , I'm just afraid of ......"

"What are you afraid of?" Gu Jinbiao snorted coldly: "Do you think that those salt merchants were more filial in the past, so I should help them deal with the salt patrol imperial history yamen?"

This rhetorical question directly made Gu Haiquan speechless, and at the same time seemed to have a slight understanding of the situation in front of him.

When Gu Jinbiao saw him like this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he scolded: "There was no knife in the hands of the imperial history in the past, but what is in the hands of the imperial history now is not a knife!

Only then did Gu Haiquan understand, and hurriedly said: "The child understands, it's still the father's command." ”

"Nonsense! If you don't understand, can your father stay in Yangzhou for ten years? Since you understand, don't you go back to the study quickly, and you can't go out for ten days!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Gu Haiquan agreed, and ran away as if he had been amnestied.

Gu Jinbiao looked at his son's distant back, sighed slightly, turned around and entered the secret room of the study, and said to the person sitting inside: "Gu Mou, thank Sect Master Dong for solving his doubts, I am very grateful." ”