In the next two days, Gu Wei was still very free, either drinking tea and playing the piano in the Qincha camp or wandering around the city every day, as if nothing had happened in Yangzhou. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Maoyuan Salt No., which photographed 800 acres of salt fields, was very busy, but the beautiful shopkeeper of the salt number rarely appeared in the shop, mainly a chubby second shopkeeper who handled daily affairs in the shop. Strictly speaking, the business of the salt number has not started, the 800 acres of salt fields are not near Yangzhou, separated by hundreds of miles, after the handover of the government, people will be sent to sort out and repair, and it will be three months later if it is really put into production.

All the waterways were blocked, the smuggling boats were seized, the whole Yangzhou Salt people were panicked, looking for their respective backstages in panic, the Qinchaxing camp was still quiet, and it was rare for someone to come to the door, even the local officials in Yangzhou were hiding like a plague, and rarely came to the door, unless there was something unavoidable.

Ju Yi seemed to be frightened and lay down again, and Gu Wei could only go to visit again.

"My lord, in fact, we have no way out, think about it, since the emperor ascended the throne, he has done three things, Chen Guo has checked the land, checked the accounts of the degree of branch Cao, Yangzhou salt policy innovation, Peng Zhu is the emperor's number one cronie, sent to Chen State, check the account of degree branch Cao, and now handed over to the king of Yanping County, and Yangzhou salt government innovation is handed over to us.

Pengzhu is in Chen State, there is a lot of resistance, but it is still completed, the king of Yanping County pursues the debts of Duzhi Cao, and many people stand up, but after all, progress has been made, and now it is the Yangzhou salt policy innovation that is in a stalemate.

The emperor has issued several edicts, has shown his attitude, he will never give in, and in fact, the salt policy innovation designed by the imperial court has fully considered the interests of all parties, but if we still have to make concessions, what will the emperor think?

Therefore, there is a reason why our recital was rejected by the emperor last time, and the emperor showed us through this move that he will never give in, so we have no room for concessions. ”

Ju Yi leaned on the head of the bed, listening and thinking, hearing this, he couldn't help but nodded, there was a sense of abruptness in his expression, Gu Wei continued: "We have no space, so we can only let them make concessions, so, my lord, we must force them to make concessions, let them also give in, and if they don't let them, force them to give in." ”

Speaking of this, Gu Wei sighed heavily, the gentleness between his eyebrows was replaced by a touch of ruthlessness, but his tone was still peaceful: "They are too greedy, the imperial court has considered their interests when designing the plan, but they are still not satisfied." ”

"It is not surprising that man dies for money, and birds die for food. Ju Yu understood in his heart, and at the same time secretly admired Gu Wei, Gu Wei had already understood that this salt policy reform, the two of them could only advance and not retreat, yes, he had vaguely seen this before, but he was not as thorough as him.

"So what are we going to do next?" asked the sentence, this time with sincerity.

Gu Wei smiled faintly: "Don't do anything, let's wait." ”

"Wait?" The sentence was stunned, Gu Wei smiled, and slowly the sentence also understood, he also smiled, and as soon as his spirit was lifted, he was about to get up, but Gu Wei held him down: "My lord, I will come forward in this matter, and you will be the peacemaker." ”

Ju Yi is also a very smart person, and after a little thought, he understood, couldn't help laughing, and arched his hand at Gu Wei: "Thank you! Thank you!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then continued to lie down and continue to be a patient on the bed.

After coming out of the sentence, Gu Wei ordered that all the salt number shopkeepers and account offices should go to the Qincha camp the next day, and he had something to order.

The shopkeeper and the account room of the salt number are panicked, and it is normal for the shopkeeper to go to the Qin Mission, after all, this Qin Messenger is here to preside over the reform of the salt administration, but why bring the account room?

The shopkeeper arrived at the camp the next day with the bookkeeper trembling.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I invite you to come over today, there is something to announce, recently the Salt and Iron Supervision inspected the illegal salt, and arrested a lot of illegal salt dealers, these illegal salt dealers are in Yangzhou or nearby salt to buy goods, according to the law of the Great Jin Dynasty, this kind of bulk purchase of salt, there must be a salt lead, without a salt lead, the salt number must not be sold, otherwise it is the same crime as selling illicit salt, so, I want to ask where their salt comes from? If there is a profiteer who has openly violated the law of the Great Jin Dynasty, this official must find out, and he will definitely find out, and this official announces that the accounts of all shops will be sealed, and the account books of all salt farms will also be sealed! This official will send people to check them one by one! If there is any damage or defect, the salt number shopkeeper and the account office will be put into custody together, and the salt number to which it belongs will be sealed!"

Gu Wei didn't give the salt shopkeeper face at all, and after finishing speaking, he shook his hand and went back, leaving all the shopkeepers and bookkeepers looking at each other, and when they came to their senses, Gu Wei's figure had disappeared.

"My lord!" the shopkeeper begged Shubai on the side, Shubai looked at them calmly, and gestured with both hands: "Everyone, my lord has ordered, after you go back, prepare the account books, and we will send someone to get them." ”

"My lord, this account book is the lifeblood of the salt number, and my lord has sealed the account book, how can we still do business!"

"My lord, this is the account book, how should we clean up the accounts we have exchanged?

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"Shut up!" Shubai finally got angry and shouted: "Your Excellency has decided, please go back!"

After Shubai finished speaking, he waved his sleeves away, and a few guards came over to drive people away, but the top ten salt numbers were left, and then they were invited into the inner room, and the top ten shopkeepers and account rooms entered the house, thinking that Gu Wei was going to summon them, but when they went in, they found that there was only Shubai.

"You are the top ten salt in Yangzhou, and Yangzhou is famous on the ground, so my lord decided to start with you first, come here!" Shubai didn't give the top ten treasurers a chance to reply, and immediately asked the prepared audit officials, these officials were all drawn from the salt and iron prison, and they were all veterans in the accounts, and each salt number went to four people, two former salt and iron prison officials, a tiger guard soldier and a subordinate officer of the Qin Mission.

"They will go back with you, and when they return, they will give them the books of the last two years, and they will bring them back. Shubai said.

"My lord!" the shopkeepers still wanted to plead, and Shubai waved his hand: "The subordinate is acting on orders, everyone, there is no room for negotiation here!"

The shopkeepers couldn't, but they still pleaded and refused to leave, Shubai sneered, called the soldiers and drove the ten people out of the camp.

"Lin Gong, how is this good?"

"Lin Gong, you have to get an idea?"

"Lin Gong, Lin Gong, how good is this!"

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Today Lin Zhen is very silent, even if everyone begged in unison just now, he was silent, to be honest, he was not worried about auditing the accounts, the accounting offices of the top ten salt numbers are all veterans, and they have been doing accounts for decades, and the accounts of the salt and iron supervisors are all old friends, they should know the stakes, even if they find out, they will not report it, but he has something in his heart, and he is restless during this time.

"Alas!" Lin Yan sighed in front of his colleagues: "Everyone, go back first, go back first." ”

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"My lord, they're all gone. Shubai returned to the back hall and reported to Gu Wei, who nodded slightly.

Shubai was a little confused: "My lord, I don't understand my humble position. ”

"Oh," Gu Wei looked up at him, Shubai's eyes were full of doubts, Gu Wei smiled: "Slowly I understand, let's go and prepare first, these few days are enough for us to be busy." ”

Shubai withdrew in disappointment, Gu Wei looked at his back and smiled, picked up the book and looked at it.

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It was also when Lin Zhen was pleading in the camp of the Qin Mission, a fast boat docked at a small pier in the city, and the three middle-aged people quickly disembarked from the boat, and then got into the carriage waiting at the dock, and after the three of them got into the carriage, the carriage immediately started and went out of the dock along the street.

The carriage drove into Shuangliu Street and passed through a grand mansion gate, above which hung two words of dragon flying and phoenix dancing: Lu Fu.

The carriage did not stop in front of the gate, but drove into the alley next to it, which was not like the alley next to the ordinary gate, it was very wide, and it was even possible to drive two carriages side by side, and the carriage drove into the house through the side door.

The three of them got out of the car, and the middle-aged man in the lead was wearing a satin cotton robe embroidered with small purple flowers, with a solemn expression, and ignored the subordinates who came to greet him, and walked straight to the backyard.

"Sir!"

The head of the Lu Mansion hurriedly came, and when he saw the middle-aged man, he hurriedly knelt down to say goodbye, and the middle-aged man stopped at this time and nodded slightly: "Get up, where is the second young master?"

"The second young master is in the Evening Cloud Pavilion. The steward replied, getting up.

The middle-aged man flashed a trace of anger when he heard this, snorted lightly, and walked forward without saying a word, the chief manager bowed his head, and only raised his head after the middle-aged man passed, and the twenty-thirty of the two middle-aged people who followed the middle-aged man, wearing a civilian dress and a cloth towel wrapped around his head, glanced at him, and the chief manager hurriedly called a small servant and told him to hurry up to the Wanyun Pavilion and call the second young master back.

The little guy hurriedly left, and the manager turned around and ran a few steps quickly, catching up with the middle-aged man.

When he arrived at the study, the middle-aged man did not sit down, but stood in the room, and the two middle-aged people behind him were not easy to sit down, and the manager was even more trembling, standing on the side with his head bowed and his hands down.

The middle-aged man looked around in the study, flipped through the books on the shelves, looked at the books and manuscripts on the bookcase, sneered a few times, and lifted the letters on the bookcase to the ground.

"What are you doing all day long!" the middle-aged man asked in a cold voice.

"Young master, young master!" said the chief manager.

"Don't cover it up for him, tell the truth, or get out!" the middle-aged man said coldly.

The chief steward knelt down with a puff: "The old slave doesn't dare." ”

The middle-aged man didn't speak, didn't even turn around, and looked at the painting hanging on the wall, which showed a beautiful woman holding a pipa, a beautiful woman with delicate fingers, vivid.

With a soft sound, the painting was ripped off by the middle-aged man, crumpled into a ball, and thrown to the ground.

"A good study, hang a vulgar powder, don't pollute my study!"

The steward still knelt, bowing his head and not daring to answer.

"What?

"Go back to the master!" The chief manager hurriedly said: "The second young master has been in the Wanyun Pavilion for this time, and the old slave doesn't know much about him, but he knows that he has recently become obsessed with a woman in the Wanyun Pavilion, this woman's name is into the painting, and she is good at Danqing. ”

The middle-aged man turned around, sat down behind the bookcase, and asked, "It's no wonder that you have made a mess of things!"

The steward did not dare to answer, but kept his head down and did not speak.

(To be continued.) )