Feng Xing

Huaibei was allowed to help Huainan clean up the imperial edict, and arrived in Yangzhou one step ahead of Fan Jinchuan.

The decree was delivered directly to the Yanmeng Division of Lianghuai Salt Transport Department.

After accepting the decree, Wei Tongxin was completely stunned.

He was stunned and followed behind He Lun to welcome the eunuch, and said some scenes, he had to prepare some wine and wine to entertain, but the eunuch also had to be on duty, saying that his majesty had a verbal declaration to King Wei. No more stay.

After the people left, Wei Tongxin came back to God: "You said, why does your majesty want this kind of purpose, this is to break the root of Huainan?"

His voice was bleak, and people who didn't know thought his father was dead at home.

He Lun glanced at him: "You're enough. People who have lived for most of their lives don't even make sense of this? Huainan has so many leads. The salt in Huaibei is pulled out by boat, so individuals should know how to do it. In your opinion, it is necessary to break the roots of Huainan. From His Majesty's point of view, under the sky, can there be a king's land, is there a difference between Huainan and Huaibei?"

no difference!

Anyway, the collection of salt tax is all in the hands of Emperor Jianping.No matter if you are a white cat or a black cat, the one who can catch the mouse is a good cat. Whoever can help the court to hold the silver, the one who will dominate.

"I had expected this day already, and you are still in the blue sky and white dreams, thinking that when the salt in Huaibei is emptied, you have to stop there, actually! Ha ha!"

Wei Tongxin's face couldn't stop twitching, he gritted his teeth and said: "You don't talk to me coldly, you can't help me, can you be good, Master He?"

He Lun stared: "Wei Tongzhi, you are arrogant! Did you talk to Shangfeng like this?!"

Wei Tongxin took a sip and shrugged off his usual gentle and humble face: "You don't pretend to be tall, Master He probably forgot about your garden on the outskirts of the city, and why did the 12,000 silver ticket come!"

"you--"

The two stared at each other, and eventually He Lun softened his tone.

"My poor tone is also anxious, why should Master Wei say such relentless words. We are now grasshoppers tied to a rope, can't run away from me, and can't escape you. But think about it again. I’m waiting for the court’s destiny in the end, how to reform the following, how about the salt merchants, it has nothing to do with us. As long as there is this hat, there is no worry about silver, why should Master Wei be in a hurry to order something yellow and white, chaos It’s a bit of an upside down."

Wei Tongxin wanted to say something, but for some reason he swallowed it again and flicked his sleeve away.

After he left, He Lun's face pulled down.

"Somehow, but it's just a small fifth-grade officer who snarled with his officer."

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed in a dark blue straight walked out of the inner room.

"Sir, the devil is small, but he is the one above him." The man made a gesture, and He Lun took away the look of anger on his face.

"As Master Ma sees, what should the officer do next?"

Master Ma caressed his beard and said, "Actually, the adult said well before. Since he is an official, he shouldn't have mistaken his identity. He made a mess of things for some yellow and white things.

"But the official is afraid that this person will jump into the wall in a hurry, and when he comes out to bite the official, he doesn't know what he is in a hurry, so scared that way!" This he refers to Wei Tongxin.With that, He Lun sat down on a chair next to her, and looked rather unhappy.

Master Ma said: "Soon after the adult came to Yangzhou, I probably don't know that there is such a saying on the boundary of Yangzhou-the salt merchant's account can be magical."

He Lun was shocked: "Account, psychic?"

"In fact, it's a joke. It means that salt merchants interact more with officials. They seem to bow down and ask for help. In fact, everyone has a book. Which official receives their benefits, how much, when. The account is remembered. This account is a heirloom. It is passed down from generation to generation. It is never taken out from time to time. Once it is taken out, it hits a big checkpoint and saves your life.

"For the time of this year, Huaibei has repeatedly made moves. It's all about playing snakes and hitting seven inches. It's a good thing for how many people are broken, and how many people's rice bowls are smashed. With this glance, the ancestral business can't do it anymore. It’s probably that someone invited the account book at the bottom of the box, or Master Wei would be so anxious.”

He Lun squeezed his beard, and he was a little confused.

"As you say, the official—"

"Money is nothing but the outside of the body. Since the Lord can come here, it means that he is valued by His Majesty. As a courtier, being a loyal monarch, what is a loyal monarch? There is only one monarch, the spirit of His Majesty's Dragon Horse, why should the lord be blinded."

However, in just a few words, He Lun felt cold all over his body, making him dizzy and roaring in his ears.

Officials all regard salt officials as fat, because they all know that there is the most money here.At that time, he was appointed by the Emperor Jianping as the Lianghuai salt transport envoy, and he envied how many people he was.But when he first arrived in Yangzhou, he was fascinated by this paper.

Everyone is fishing, why doesn't he fish?If you don’t fish for something, it’s a different kind. You don’t want anyone to do it. This kind of oil and water officer will be at most one, so why not find yourself happy.So he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, letting them go and letting them go, and even tolerating Wei Tongxin because of the Lord.

In his first trip to Yangzhou, Yao Kee heard that there was such a circumstance circulating among the people in the market. It was a good person who imitated Liu Yuxi's "The Inscription of the Humble Room" to mock the malpractices of salt transportation in the two Huaihe Rivers.

The official is not high, the name is the field; the deep is not, the salt is the spirit.Although the bureaucrats are humble, only profit is sweet.The silk round pile is white, and the color is reduced into the green.There are businessmen in chatting and laughing, and all of them are cooking.There is no need to tune the crane and the piano.There is no money for punishment, there is wine-like labor.Or borrow Yuan Gonglu, or Drunk Bamboo West Pavilion, Confucius Yun: What is so bad?①

When he heard it for the first time, he was ashamed and shameful, but when he heard it again, he felt very reasonable.

The shame of the man was drifting with the waves, and lost a little bit. Until today, he had a great drink, and he didn't feel the big dream.

For a time, He Lunhan was raining, but his clothes were wet unconsciously.

"He Mou has been taught, Master Ye Zhi! The official will go back those yellow and white things!"

Master Ma smiled and said: "Adults don't have to worry, they should retreat naturally, and don't worry if they can't retreat. When the water is clear, there is no fish, and your majesty is brilliant, how can you not understand, so adults don't have to panic, as long as they are out of luck. But, the most important thing is to understand current affairs and understand current affairs."

What is knowing current affairs and understanding current affairs?

When His Majesty didn’t want to move the two Huaihei-Zhengzhengs, he honestly pretended to be stupid. He didn’t want to stop the car if he planned to move.

After a while, He Lun paid another visit: "Master Xie mentioned something."

"Adult is welcome."

Master Ma returned to the ceremony and took the initiative to withdraw, leaving He Lun with space to think alone.

After returning to the small courtyard where he lived, he called for a servant.

"Send a sentence to Haizhou over there and tell him that I promised him that it has been done."

"Yes."

This servant did not go on immediately, but looked at his old man in silence.

"what happened?"

"Master, the old slave really doesn't understand, how can you promise that person to do such a thing. After all, after all, there is no benefit to you. Although you are from Shaoxing, but you don't know him, why take such a big risk. "

"Why do you have to ask why you are benefiting the country and the people?" Master Ma smiled.

He didn't say another word, Master Ye is small, but he is also full of heart.

After reading the letter, Feng Sheng threw it into the pen wash.

The paper was soaked in water and soon became transparent, and the ink on it gradually melted away, staining the water.

"What is the young master laughing?" Zhiqiu asked curiously.

"Nothing to laugh, just to do something again."

As he was saying, Daoqi took a letter and hurried in.

"Master, the letter from Jingcheng is from Fan."

Feng Sheng could only sit down and continue to open the letter. After reading it, he did not destroy it this time.

"Master, what are you laughing at?"

Feng Sheng took the stationery and nodded Zhiqiu's nose: "Your young master is going to be an official."

"Being an official?" Zhiqiu was a little dazed.

Feng Sheng nodded.

Zhiqiu didn't say anything. Until Feng Sheng talked to Daoqi while sending him out, and then came back, she hesitated and said, "Master, you will not forget that you are a girl's house, how can a girl's house be an official, If someone knows..."

Originally, Feng Sheng didn't think that, hearing Qiu said this, he was stunned.

"You forgot Master, why did I come out this time?"

In order to reverse the case for the master.So, to be an official?

"Then you don't have to be an official yourself, isn't there an adult Fan?" Zhiqiu wrinkled.

"Master Fan is Master Fan, we are us, we can't always borrow Master Fan's hand, let's say..." Song Ge is always the teacher of Fan Jinchuan, and the two are very close. I don't know which side Fan Jinchuan is standing on.Even if Fan Jinchuan stood on her side, Feng Sheng didn't forget what she wanted to do, she really didn't want to involve Fan Jinchuan anymore.

Perhaps this hidden guilt is too deep, but it is not non-existent, but it is deliberately ignored by Feng Sheng.

Zhiqiu took a careful look at his girl and said, "Master, did you see that Master Fan is pleased with you?"

Feng Sheng was choked up by the naughty girl and said, "What are you talking about?"

"So why have you been hiding from Master Fan? How many times have you been sent to Yangzhou by the Master, do you not want to go?"

"Your master is so busy every day, wherever you have time to walk around casually." Feng Sheng pretended to clean up the case before going to the book case.

Zhiqiu also followed, standing next to him and said: "Actually, the slave-maid thinks that Fan and the girl are well-matched to you. There are also sayings that one day does not tire of each other. Anyway, it is better than the four young masters."

"Bah, bah, what's wrong with you girl today, how can you talk nonsense."

"Is it nonsense, or is it because of the Maner girl?"

Feng Sheng's hand paused, and he continued to pick it up.

"Okay, don't be nagging. I'm like this now. How can I have a love affair. This is not what you said to Zhichun, how can you forget it?"

"Slave slave..." Zhiqiu was speechless.

"Okay, let's go down. I will read the book for a while and talk to people later."

After Zhiqiu went down, Feng Sheng sat down after the book case and picked up a book from the table.

After reading a page, suddenly no interest, leaned back in the chair, covered his face with a book.

Going asleep, he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, Daoqi woke her up.

Huifangju is one of Yangzhou's famous theaters.

Passing outside the theater, you can always hear Yiyi's singing and applause.

In a room on the second floor, the sashes facing the stage in the hall were all opened, and two were placed next to the window.However, the bamboo curtain on the window today was put down. Obviously, the master of Yajian was not thinking about listening to the drama.

Wei Tongxin changed his clothes and came to the theater in a carriage, where Jiang Fu was waiting for him.

After seeing Jiang Fu, without delay, he told Jiang Fu the imperial edict.

What he meant was obvious. He could not answer the party's affairs. Obviously Jiang Fu did not accept this reality.

"You are crazy, this is the decree! What do you know about the decree? Let me say that you stop, don't ask each other for something, so that Qingshan is not afraid of being burnt, will Mr. Jiang not understand?"

"Jianmou understands naturally, but Master Wei don't forget that Jiangmou can't run without you. As a general manager, Jiangmou can run anyone, but I can't. I have a problem here, what does Master Wei plan to do? Explain to that person? Master Wei, Jiang's filial piety, you don't take it too much, can't you always take money and work?"

This dialogue is clearly tearing the face, but they don't care about each other.

In fact, Jiang Fu would not be so calm before, but he sold his ancestral lead nest by playing gold bliss, and cooperated with the Huaibei side. The business was doing well, and several of his salt merchants were tempted.On the surface, he is still regarded as the head of the horse, but in fact, he secretly eyebrows with Huaibei.

Especially this year, I didn’t earn a penny, and I posted so much. I saw that the imperial order for Huaibei to help Huainan clear up the accusations was issued, which was equivalent to pushing his salt merchants to Huaibei.Once things are on the right track, if you want him to do even more, the building will fall, not allowing him to calm down.

"Don't hold me down, I'm really not afraid now. To be honest, I'm not afraid to tell you, that person has already sent someone a letter, let me wait not to move."

Hearing this, the gesture on Jiang Fu's face suddenly became uncontrollable.

"I don't believe it, impossible!"

Wei Tongxin glanced at him with pride: "Don't believe it, if you don't believe it, just ask yourself, and you're not lost." It's not that he received the letter, and he won't come out to see Jiang Fu today. Can't hide.

"But this message was handed to us, and you can't reach your level. You can listen to it or not. Anyway, I can't stop here. Well, boss Jiang, you're going to watch the drama slowly. The officer still has things, One step ahead."

Wei Tongxin has been away for a while, but Jiang Fu still has no regulations, and he just feels that his brain is chaotic.

"Dazhong, you said that the person really talked? He wanted to let go of it. Yes, yes, who is it, Tian Huang Gui Zhou, Long Zi Feng Sun, in the future this river and mountains are all people, why not It’s not a pleasure to find yourself, and when you see something wrong, you quit, and there’s nothing wrong with it."

Dazhong, an old housekeeper who is a few years younger than Jiang Fu, has a waist bent all the year round, so that he has some hunches and many folds on his face, and he looks sad.

"Master, you are not as serious as you said. If you don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face, even if we have honored so many people in the past, that person can't completely let go, and he can't bear it, but it is probably wrong. Just press it. After all, these officials are pulling their radishes to bring up the mud, which is a lot of ties. This has nothing to do with us. You haven’t listened to what Wei said, you can’t get to our level, you can listen, you can’t listen. ."

"You mean--"

"Their meaning is clear. I don't need to think about the above shot for a while, but we don't care what they do, as long as they are not involved."

"I understand."