Feng Zhengwu was a salt merchant in Nanjing.

There were no less than 100 merchants like him in Nanjing, so although the government provided the goods, he was only responsible for selling.

But because they often had to 'honor' various relationships, the Feng family did not get rich by selling salt, and selling salt was only used to manage various relationships.

Today, Feng Zhengwu was originally going to take the gift money to the Yandao Yamen for a walk, and then transport a batch of refined salt back by the way.

But as soon as he had prepared his things, the old butler came in in a panic.

"Master, it's no good, the young master was captured by the acting king."

When Feng Zhengwu heard this, the teacup in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"What? That son of a, how did he provoke the acting king? ”

"Master, it may not be the young master who provoked the acting king, after all, it is the acting king."

The old housekeeper watched Feng Shaoqiang grow up since he was a child, and he also knew the legendary virtues of Nanjing City, so he whispered.

Feng Zhengwu was stunned for a moment, and also felt that what the old housekeeper said was good, but so what? None of those who fall into the hands of the king will come out whole.

What's more, even the emperor didn't care about this kind of thing, and only criticized the acting king once.

"Master, also, someone from the palace has come to the palace and wants you to come over."

The old butler lowered his voice, because the soldier of the Acting Palace's palace was already standing behind him.

"What? Let me go too, I ......"

As soon as Feng Zhengwu wanted to say something, the soldiers of that generation of the royal palace had already come over and said, "Are you the father of that Young Master Feng?" The king, please, come with me. ”

Feng Zhengwu sat down on the chair for a moment, his eyes were distracted, and it was almost as if he had been sentenced to death.

The pro-soldier didn't care what he looked like, the acting king's order was the greatest, he walked over directly and picked up Feng Zhengwu and walked out.

The old housekeeper followed him all the way to the gate, but he was helpless about this kind of thing, so he had to hurry up and inform the rest of the Feng family, trying to find some connections and dredge up.

Even if they can't save the father and son, it can make their walk less painful.

……

Zhu Gui was asking Feng Shaoqiang about the Feng family's business in the living room, but Feng Shaoqiang, who was already frightened, answered that the donkey's lips were not right, which made him lose patience quickly.

Fortunately, the speed of the pro-soldiers was very fast, and Feng Zhengwu soon knelt in front of Zhu Gui with his son.

"King, lord, if there is any offense against the son of evil, the grass people are willing to scatter all their wealth, just to save his life."

Feng Zhengwu grabbed the ground with his head and said with a sad face.

"Daddy......" Feng Shaoqiang also whimpered, he didn't expect that his father didn't abandon him at such a time.

"Okay, okay, this king doesn't plan to do anything to you."

Zhu Gui said impatiently.

But his words have little credibility, and the two are still kowtowing.

"Do you want to taste the torture of the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Gui could only change his approach.

This sentence was really useful, and the father and son immediately froze in place as if they were petrified.

Zhu Gui breathed a sigh of relief.

He said to Feng Zhengwu: "This king knows that he has long been infamous in Nanjing, and it is normal for you to be afraid, but this king is now a vassal king, and he will not mess around like in the past. ”

Zhu Gui explained.

Feng Zhengwu showed a puzzled look, if the acting king really wanted to be unfavorable to their father and son, why did he have to explain so much?

But if what the acting king said is true, it really subverts Zhu Zhengwu's worldview.

But now he can only choose to believe it.

"So good, so good."

Zhu Gui continued: "I heard your son say, your family sells salt? ”

Feng Zhengwu replied: "Exactly, the Feng family sells refined salt for the Yandao Yamen. ”

Zhu Gui nodded and said: "This king has established a Datong Chamber of Commerce in Datong Mansion, which operates locally produced refined salt, and the price is affordable, I don't know if it can be sold in the Feng family?" ”

"This ......" Feng Zhengwu was a little confused, he didn't know why this acting king had brought the topic to the salt merchants? Could it be that he wants to encroach on the Feng family's property?

But this sale of salt is originally an industry for the imperial court, what does the king want to do? And even if he agrees, once the Yandao Yamen investigates it, this matter can be big or small, and the acting king may be fine, but the Feng family may be implicated in the nine clans.

In the end, he could only bite the bullet and say: "Back to the prince, Nanjing has a special salt road, Datong Mansion is too far away from Nanjing, plus it is not a place to produce salt, plus the loss on the road, I am afraid the price will not have an advantage." ”

He could only talk about this issue from a business point of view, hoping to make the acting king tell his true purpose, even if he offered all the Feng family's family business, he could only accept his fate.

When Zhu Gui heard this, he said with a smile: "This is too early, Mr. Feng should first see how the refined salt can be provided by this king, and how the goods are." ”

After that, Zhu Gui asked his soldiers to drag a wooden box from his side, and after opening it, it was full of refined salt, and the white flowers were like snow.

Feng Zhengwu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it.

It's not that he hasn't seen refined salt, but he didn't expect that this acting king would really want to talk to him about refined salt, which made him a little confused.

In desperation, he could only crawl to the edge of the box, grabbed a handful of salt with his hand, rubbed it, and quickly put it back.

"The prince's salt is indeed much finer than that provided by the Yandao Yamen, but even so, the price is an unavoidable problem."

Feng Zhengwu said.

"You don't have to worry about this, this salt, you only need to mix it with the refined salt of the salt road yamen to sell, according to the proportion of half and half, but the price can be reduced by one-third."

Zhu Gui said lightly.

"A third of the price cut?" Feng Zhengwu looked up at the little prince sitting in front of him for the first time.

I saw that the other party looked indifferent, and it didn't seem to be a joke.

"That's right, and you don't have to worry about the Yandao Yamen, this king will go over to say hello, if it goes well, this king will let the Datong Chamber of Commerce supply you in the future."

"This, but, if it is as the prince said, even if the court does not pursue it, I am afraid that other salt shops will also find trouble for the grass people."

Feng Zhengwu said with a wry smile.

That's right, the sale of salt involves a huge network of interests, and it is also related to the tax issues of the imperial court.

On the one hand, Zhu Zhengwu didn't think that this little prince could really provide such a quality of refined salt for a long time, and on the other hand, he also felt that the imperial court would not really open this opening, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he had to say some other reasons.

But Zhu Gui didn't just want to sell salt, he just wanted to pave the way for the Datong Chamber of Commerce, so on this issue, he wouldn't be too entangled, but he wouldn't let go.