The rich have distant relatives in the mountains, and the poor have no close neighbors in the downtown area.

Changlin Village seems to be very lively, many horse-drawn carriages are parked here, almost every family has relatives to visit, and the sound of firecrackers at the entrance of the village is endless.

Lin Haoran was naturally no exception, and there were a few relatives who were completely unimpressed and were helped by the old patriarch, and he met with Gou Quan, the magistrate of Shicheng, and Gu Mancang's father and son.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Gou Quan couldn't wait to come to visit, which showed that his posture was very low, and he had the heart to hug Lin Haoran's thick thighs.

Following Gou Quan's snobbish thoughts, Mancang father and son are more grateful.

Under Lin Haoran's care, the Gu family not only obtained the rice market in the five counties under the jurisdiction of Leizhou Prefecture, but also participated in the United Salt Industry, the United Restaurant and the United Cooperative Workshop.

In addition, Yipin sauce, led by Gu Qingfeng, has become famous and has become a good source of profits.

Following the different routes from the coast of the United Restaurant to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Yipin sauce is to Wuzhou through the south to the north, and then through Guilin, it can enter Shu at the beginning of this year, and it also goes north to Guizhou and Huguang directly by land.

Gu Qingfeng dressed up as an outsider, and said eloquently: "This salt administration is in Guizhou, it is basically a blank piece of paper, although those toasts know that our Yipin sauce is mixed with a lot of salt, but no one will break it." Now, they already know that Yipin sauce is a good thing, and they know that this thing can make money. In the next step, I will throw out the power of agency, and only give one agency right in each government, and then they will inevitably fight for it, and we will be able to reap the benefits from it. ”

Lin Haoran, who was sitting in the chief, sipped the tea, but solemnly reminded: "Toast can certainly speed up the occupation of the market by Yipin sauce, but when dealing with these soil emperors, don't be rash, otherwise you may lose your life." ”

The Ming Tusi was in fact the local Emperor of the Soil, whose position was passed down from generation to generation to insist on exclusive ruling privileges.

They are in charge of the military, politics, economy, civilization, litigation, punishment, and so on. Politically, it relied on the imperial court, the title was hereditary, the territory was divided and ruled, and the military system of the local army was implemented, and the serfs were organized into the local official armed forces by planting official fields and performing military service.

The Ming Tusi system basically inherited the Tusi system established in the Yuan Dynasty, and improved and perfected it on its basis. The original Tusi system was further refined, and very detailed regulations were formulated for official positions, inheritance, tribute and other systems.

For example, there are many ways for them to be promoted, in addition to the promotion in accordance with the administrative procedures, there are also many ways to promote according to military merits, or according to local public opinion, recruitment, and military merits. In addition, the toast could also be promoted by paying grain or wood to the imperial court.

In addition, in the case of the death of the Tusi and the heir is too young to take care of the government, a system of borrowing has also been formed. That is, select a member of the Tusi family to act as the Toast, and wait until the heir is an adult who can govern before handing back the power.

It is precisely in this way that the toast reached its peak in the Ming Dynasty, not only in the number of toasts, but also in the extreme perfection of the toast system.

It's just that the imperial court doesn't want to see this status quo, but it's forced to do so.

Like in the mountainous area of Yunnan, Guichuan and Sichuan, the mountains are high and dense, the transportation is inconvenient, and it is difficult for the imperial court to directly manage. Ethnic minorities, in particular, in these areas, often choose to rebel.

It's just that once the imperial court uses troops, it will often cost millions of taels of military spending, which is undoubtedly a huge burden.

It is precisely for this reason that it is better to compromise with these ethnic minorities who have national cohesion by forcibly using troops to compromise.

Like the famous Banzhou Yang family, their family originated in the Tang Dynasty and has experienced generations without falling.

Its practice has had a great impact on the local toasts, and has also become the ideological guide of many toasts, which is similar to Confucianism.

After Yang Duan became the soil emperor of Banzhou, in order for his descendants to be able to maintain long-term peace and stability, he formulated an ancestral motto with his descendants, that is, he must not be an enemy of the imperial court. Therefore, after the Tang Dynasty fell and the Song Dynasty became stronger, his descendant Yang Shi submitted to the Song Dynasty, and the Song Dynasty court still let the Yang family be the head of Banzhou in return.

It is this kind of practice that whoever wins the world, they will recognize who is the emperor, so that their Yang family will endure for a long time.

is also the same, when the Ming Dynasty really won the world. Whether it was Guizhou or Guangxi, in the face of the Ming army that dominated the Central Plains, Tusi obediently opened the city gate and surrendered.

At that time, Lao Zhu's strength was not as powerful as everyone thought, and he was even worried about Zhang Shicheng's counterattack and imposed a ban on the sea. For a toast like the Yang family, who has been in business for five hundred years, how dare he use the sword easily?

That's right, the two sides hit it off! I admit that you are the emperor, you give me a toast, and everyone shares the wealth.

Gu Qingfeng is now bringing Yipin sauce into Guizhou, and the main target is these toasts, but these toasts are undoubtedly extremely dangerous characters.

After Gu Mancang heard Lin Haoran's words, he immediately accused his son and said, "Did you hear what Lord Lin said?" I warned you to be cautious and don't deal with those toasts! You're good, and you said that you were going to marry a toast's daughter and come back, you really want me to send a white-headed man to a black-headed person! ”

"Dad, you have taught me since I was a child that no silver will fall from the sky, and wealth must be sought in danger, how can you forget what you said yourself?" Gu Qingfeng first complained to his father, and then said to Lin Haoran: "Brother Lin, don't worry, I still have a hand in dealing with people, especially when dealing with these toasts, there is definitely no problem with personal safety." ”

Lin Haoran looked at him so confidently, knowing that persuasion was useless, and he also believed in Gu Qingfeng's ability.

Among the four former classmates, Jiang Ronghua's wisdom is higher, but when it comes to business talents, Gu Qingfeng is really the most powerful.

It was at this moment that Tie Zhu walked in with a solemn expression and whispered in Lin Haoran's ear.

"Red flare!"

When Lin Haoran heard this, he immediately stood up, and there was already a neighing of horses outside.

Things are so weird, when a red signal flare was set up in Jiangfu, Changlin Village immediately became a strong soldier.

"I have something to do, so I'll take my leave!"

Lin Haoran said with a gloomy face, and then strode towards the door.

Gu Mancang's father and son immediately looked at each other, but they had never seen Lin Haoran's angry side like this, and they all guessed that it was related to Fang Cai's news, and it seemed that something terrible had happened.

In just a moment, as the bell rang at the edge of the village, many strong men in the entire Changlin Village turned over their horses and gathered towards the side of the barn.

"Let's go!"

Lin Haoran rode on a tall red date horse, and with a whip raised, he led the team towards the outside of the village.

Lin Dabiao followed closely behind Lin Haoran, although his face was angry, his eyes faintly revealed excitement, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.