Feng Xing

In the early dynasty, Emperor Jianping made people read Gu Bichang and He Lun's memoirs in the name of Wenwu Baiguan.

The two men's chapters are quite satisfactory, and they both clarify one thing. The reason why official salt is unsalable is because of the proliferation of private salt.

The proliferation of illicit salt is a commonplace thing. The imperial court was very strict with cracking down on illicit salt. Once caught, it was the end of beheading.And for the anti-smuggling aspect, it also requires people to give people, and silver to silver.

However, private salt is spreading every year, and the salt class keeps falling every year, which is more than double the period of heyday.

Judging from the Hubu's yellow book, the population of the Great Zhou Dynasty continued to grow. Do these extra people not eat salt?Can you live without eating salt?

So things have returned to the starting point, why the official salt will be unsalable.

In fact, there is no reason why the Manchu dynasty's civil and martial arts will be unsalable. There will be only two reasons for the slow sales. Private salt is rampant and the price of official salt is too high.

Why is the price of official salt higher?

Take the ten years of Jianping as an example, the price of each salt is about 400 kg, and the price of a cited official salt is about 8 or two silver.In fact, salt was purchased from the salt producing area, but it was only between 600 and 700, which is the price purchased by the salt farm.

Vendors buy salt and sell them at a price of less than two or two. During this period, there are more than one or two. Vendors need to pay for labor, storage, transportation, salt classes, etc. In fact, the profits of the vendors are not high. Within acceptable limits.

Then there is the shipping company, that is, the salt company that really has salt extraction.They bought salt at a price of less than two or two, and then sold it at a price of about two or two. During this period, nearly six or two silvers needed to pay for quotation, transportation, labor, regular miscellaneous silver, and office for the local government. Filial piety, and the court's rewards for donations and other expenses.

Calculated in this way, the profits of salt merchants are not high, anyway, it is absolutely not up to several times the point.

In fact, the salt has been in the hands of the court since ancient times. If you want to calculate this account, it is not unclear, but the problem is that there is no way to calculate it.

As far as officials are concerned, there is not a lot of office silver in each Yanmen filial piety every year, enough to block their mouths.And at each spot check along the way, which salt merchant did not have filial piety?

As far as the court is concerned, the world knows the wealth of salt merchants, the rich world, and the wealth of salt merchants in Yangzhou are even more prosperous than the enemy.So every year in the imperial court, wherever there is war, famine, or even a palace to be repaired, and the Emperor Jianping is going to patrol the south, the salt merchants will be rewarded and donated.

All the courts are clear, the cabinet is clear, the officials are clear, and the Emperor Jianping is clearer.So in the end, it only counts on itself, so everyone is silent.

The result of everyone's silence is that the price of official salt continues to rise. People can't eat official salt and can only eat private salt, so private salt is rampant.

Everything is complementary, not just for one person.

Such a situation is doomed to result in no discussion at the DPRK meeting. In fact, every time the imperial court discusses things like salt classes, it always ends up so fast.

"So don't look down on the merchants, they are vulgar, mean, and smelly. In your opinion, they are just swarms of flies, but in fact they are smarter than many people. Look, the means are not afraid of old, easy to use That’s fine. It’s not easy to talk about stuffing your majesty into your majesty, what are you afraid of?"

The Song Mansion, located in the Jinyu Hutong, has only three houses. The furniture should be outdated. It is not usually like an old mansion.

In a courtyard, a table and two chairs were placed under the lush trees, and the two old men were playing chess.

One of them is Song Gelao, the owner of the house, and the other is Sun Chengzhang, the servant of the Hube. Both of them are not wearing official robes and are dressed in a homely manner. I don’t know what it means to be a rich man, but not I thought it was a court official who would tremble with a stomping foot towards the church.

"I always feel a little bad in my heart. If your majesty has no intention, why do you make this one out." Sun Chengzhang twisted a chess piece, and he was reluctant to let it go, looking at Song Ge Lao, worried and authentic: "Is it What is His Majesty brewing?"

Song Ge saw that Sun Chengzhang didn't have a son, so he picked up tea and drank: "You don't have to think about it, your majesty's character is unknown to you? If it's okay, you won't ask too much. , What will you say? Your majesty is not without inquiries. He takes it very seriously, but all civil and military officials are useless. He has nothing to do."

This is too sharp, anyway, even if Sun Chengzhang understands in his heart, he can't say it.He glanced at Song Gelao. Song Gelao said that he was thinking wildly, why he was not, and he was very worried, how could he say such a big injustice to Song Gelao.

"Brother Si'an, you are also messed up." Sun Chengzhang put down the chess pieces and shook his head to laugh.

Song Ge did not speak, but a pair of old eyebrows were wrinkled.

After a while, the servants of the Sun family came to say that something was wrong at home, so please go back.Sun Chengzhang left. Before leaving, let the chessboard be sealed. Next time he came to finish the chess.

Song Ge Lao sat in the yard for a while, and asked the eldest son Song Zheng to come over.

"What happened to Sister Mei's fetus? The heat has been very hot recently, so let the Suns run a few more trips to the East Palace. Be careful and proper."

"Father, there is nothing wrong with Mei's baby's birth, but it is not the best age to conceive. The pregnant woman is not very good. Even if the doctors look at it, nothing will happen."

Song Ge nodded, and reassured him again: "This birth must be kept. If it wasn't for her first two births, why don't we bother."

"Father, it's hard to intervene in the fact of this kind of backyard woman."

"Speaking of it, it is not that she is useless! You told the Suns that if she has a problem with her baby, it is not the only daughter in the family who is Mei. Since your majesty has given this marriage to the Song family, I The Song family's centuries-old fame has disappeared, and there is no room for error."

"Yes, father."

"There is also the Huang family. Let them all converge and stop recently. It really annoys His Majesty..."

Song Ge did not finish the rest, but Song Zheng understood the meaning.

Located in a picturesque large garden somewhere in Yangzhou, Qingyi dressed in beautiful clothes on the stage is Yiyi ya singing.

This drama building is really amazing, but it is actually on the water. There is a pool of lotus flowers between the stage and the seats. The breeze is practiced, and the lotus fragrance is overflowing. It is not too much to say that it is a fairyland on earth.

"Master, Jingli has sent a letter, and the letter was sent to his wife."

"Is the eight sisters sent back?" Leaning on the recliner, he wore a gold robe with a python pattern and his body resembled a hill. It was Huang Fu, the owner of the Huang family.

"Did she feel wronged at the Song family, or did the Song family make a name and want money?"

The master said too straightforward, but the housekeeper wiped Khan directly: "No, the eight girls said that the DPRK was not in the limelight recently. Let the master pay more attention and don't hit the muzzle.

"The limelight is wrong, what is the limelight? When did the limelight strike?"

The butler narrowed his neck and whispered: "It is said that the Holy Lord had lost his temper because of the unsalable official salt."

Huang Jinfu sat up straight, but he was too fat, and he couldn't sit up by himself alone, but the butler was busy reaching out to help him.When he finally sat up straight, he and the housekeeper both sweated.

"Meaning to let us all converge? The salt merchants in Yangzhou are not only the Huang family. I am obedient to converge, what should I do if the business is taken up by others? Convergence and convergence are all a group of old codlings that eat people and don't spit bones. They scolded their mothers before the dinner table, they were all greedy and innocent, and they were pretending to be high-spirited!

Seeing that the master started the fire, the housekeeper waved his hands, and suddenly the play was not sung. They all retreated like birds and beasts.

"Master, don't be angry, drink some tea and clear the fire." The butler handed the tea carefully.

Huang Jinfu waved it away, and Shanghao Ruyao's tea bowl shattered into flowers on the ground, which made people stunned.

"The lord can't put out the fire, and the office filial piety of Yan Yun Yamen this month has not been sent, and the silver of the department of the Yafu government has also been urged. There are also various kinds of clean silver, soldiers' silver, water foot silver, Pujitang, Yuyingtang, The school of Yi Xue and Xiao Lian Tang, my lord, I’m just a businessman covered in copper, and now I’m helping the court to raise officials and let me converge? No silver honors them, don’t turn your face like a book!”

Huang Jinfu Yue said more and more angry, smashed the tea bowl and the tray, and suffered the coffee table and some small ornaments.

"Official salt is unsalable? The great Buddha, Guanqi, who was provided by the master? How many layers of skin do they have to pluck from the middle of the salt, instead of entraining private salt from the middle, the master can afford them?! , Yangzhou's top ten salt merchants, I'm not the last one.

After smashing all the lights that could be smashed, Jin Fu's anger also came down.The steward came out of the corner and said, "Master, the letter also said that you would communicate with His Royal Highness King Wei. Wang Wei led the secret mission to Yangzhou and kept on moving. I don't know what its purpose is. For long-term purposes, always touch Only by knowing his purpose can he be stable."

Upon hearing this, Huang Jinfu reached out again to smash things, but unfortunately he had nothing to smash, and wanted to stretch his foot to kick the housekeeper, who was standing at a distance of a few feet from him.Reluctantly, he stretched the magic palm to the last thing-the recliner.

Until the recliner fell to the ground and made a loud noise, he was finally comfortable.

Holding out his hand, the housekeeper handed the enamel snuff bottle up. He opened it and sniffed, and said, "The King Wei is not far from the monk's house. I stayed at Daming Temple all day long to participate in meditation. Do I have to go to the monk temple? Find him here? I am willing to go, and people always take care of me. The money, women, and antiques I sent are all returned, and this person turned his face like a book, and his temper was uncertain. People build bridges from it."

The butler asked, "Master, just like that?"

"That's it!" After that, Huang Jinfu changed his mouth again: "Are you stupid or stupid, and still teach with the old man? You mustn't be able to go back like that, let's go back to the words of King Wei and let them think about it. . As for the front, it is still the old practice. They said, let’s listen. As for whether or not to do it, it’s not ours."

"Yes." The housekeeper responded, paused, and said, "Master, the younger thinks that King Wei still has to do what he wants. Maybe we think it's good. King Wei doesn't think it's good. In my heart."

Huang Jinfu froze for a while, and came to Xingzhi: "Do you know what is good about King Wei?"

The butler shook his head.

"That's not enough, silver curio people don't want it, the dragon and phoenix still lack these? As for women, I gave the best skinny horse, and I am reluctant to use it myself."

The housekeeper smiled, and he, who was honest in his face, was a bit sloppy.

"Master, Yangzhou skinny horses are famous all over the world, but they also have to meet their favorite masters. If King Wei is not good at all? It’s not that the little ones don’t like this kind of little ones. The daughters are still rich...hehe... "

Huang Jinfu Mo rubbed his chin, and his small eyes flashed: "Send someone to Datong, get some good goods from there, and if this time I can't make it, I can't help my lord."

The cooperation between Feng Sheng and Gou Qing is quite smooth, and the relationship is naturally getting better and better.

Although Gouqing is a bohemian, he is publicly and privately, and public and private are still clearly separated, so it is not difficult for Fengsheng to get along with him.

In this trip, Gouqing asked her to go to Yangzhou and said that she was introducing a salt merchant to meet her.

Feng Sheng has been planning this matter, and naturally it is impossible not to go. She took six people including Dao Qi and Hu Siniang to Yangzhou and Gouqing to meet.

In order to avoid suspicion, the two were separated.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived in Yangzhou, there was a problem. They were attacked by a group of people.

The opponents are too many and well-trained. They are not opponents at all, and they do not know whether they are in the fan or what. Feng Sheng passed out, and when he woke up, he arrived at a strange place.

It is a magnificently decorated room, all the furnishings are as luxurious as possible.

When Feng Sheng woke up, his head was a little dizzy, and he finally managed to wait for the dizziness to pass, only to find that he had changed into a woman's dress.

She got out of bed and looked around.

At this time, two maids came in from the door: "Girl, are you awake?"

"Where is this place, who are you?" You can't blame Feng Sheng for being nervous, but all this is too weird. What about them?And who changed her clothes?

"This is Anyuan, and the slave-servants are your maidservants."

"Who is the owner of this garden? Why did you take me here..."

It can be seen that the two maids do not know anything, and neither of Feng Sheng's questions can be answered.

At this time, the glazed bead curtain was lifted by someone and came in alone.

Its tall figure, a black robe, covered with noble spirit, but his handsome face condensed, it was Wei Wangzong Yue.