During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

The leader answered almost without thinking.

Along the way, he had answered similar questions countless times, and he had also answered the same questions countless times.

It's the same answer every time.

"Sir, if you don't believe it, you can send someone to Qingzhou to have a look. I guarantee you won't disappoint me."

The governor of Minzhou did not agree directly, but looked at the quality of the salt again, and called the master again, "Is there any news about the people we sent to Jiangnan?"

"I just received the news Qian'er. Even if the money is doubled, the people in Jiangnan are still unwilling to let go. I just don't know if they are letting go now."

If you haven't let go for so long, there won't be any good news if you wait any longer.

The governor of Minzhou touched his beard with a somewhat proud smile in his eyes, "You send someone to call them back. Since there is a new salt farm in Qingzhou, there is no need for us to look far away."

"Yes."

The master has long been dissatisfied with what Jiang Nan has done. If there is no other way, who would be willing to take the initiative to get angry.

The master sent people to rush to Jiangnan quickly. Unexpectedly, he met someone who was returning halfway.

After careful questioning, I found out that Jiangnan also knew about Qingzhou, and most of the people had left.

"Butler Jia Er, there was a man at the door who said he bought official salt from us a few days ago and now wants to return it. He also asked us to return the money to him."

Butler Jia Er was arranging for the young men to enter the mansion. When they suddenly heard the news, they felt bad for a moment.

The young master of the Cui family noticed something unusual and looked over. Butler Jia Er's face was full of smiles, "Young Master Cui, please."

Mr. Cui nodded and gave Butler Jia a meaningful look.

Butler Jia wiped the sweat from his forehead behind his back. Taking advantage of the lack of people, he pulled the waiter aside and asked, "Have you asked who it is?"

"After asking clearly, they were sent from Ganzhou." The man replied.

Ganzhou is located in the northwest and the folk customs are fierce. It is not easy to deal with such people.

Butler Jia Er couldn't make up his mind for a moment.

The waiter stood on his toes and looked around, then lowered his voice and said, "The other party said that they would either refund the money or cause a big fuss. If the court knew about it, they would definitely not let it go."

But the second housekeeper Jia was a little dismissive, "So what if he doesn't give up and give up? Could it be that he can really make trouble? If he makes trouble, no one will get any good results."

"In primary school, I heard that the current governor of Ganzhou is a disciple of Hu Jijiu, and is also your majesty's junior brother. Even if we haven't been together since childhood, there is always a friendship between senior brothers."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

If you have a relationship with the emperor, things may not be able to get better.

But at this moment the person in the front yard came to call him.

As a last resort, Butler Jia had to ask someone to comfort the other party first, and he would come back later.

In the study, the heads of several families arrived, led by the Song family.

"Brother Song, did you call us here because of the recent rumors?" someone asked directly.

Song Zheyuan said: "You must already know about the new salt fields in Qingzhou and Lianzhou."

The people sitting upright exchanged glances with each other, "We have all heard the news, but we don't know whether it is true or not."

Song Zheyuan looked exhausted and said with strength, "I got the exact news. What happened in Qingzhou and Lianzhou is true."

Everyone's faces became ugly.

But that's not the worst news.

Song Zheyuan said: "Not only that, Qingzhou and Lianzhou are also planning to add several salt fields, which are probably as good as ours." "What should we do?"

"Wherever they come up with new methods of making salt, is there no way to stop them?"

"How about we send people to Qingzhou and Lianzhou. With our ability, it will be a matter of time to capture the salt field."

"Yes, yes, you can send someone to the salt field first."

"I'm afraid not." Song Zheyuan said: "There are many people who are in charge around the salt field. I am afraid that even the local governor and county magistrate does not know what is going on in the salt field. The people in charge are all Luo Tingye's confidants."

This is difficult to do.

The most important business among each family is salt and grain.

Let’s not talk about food for the moment, but salt has been passed down from generation to generation. If this is replaced by others, you can imagine how much money they will make less every year.

This is especially a fatal blow to families who rely on buying salt for a living.

The emperor's move was really sinister. Wasn't it going to destroy them?

"For now, we can only wait and see what happens."

Song Zheyuan brought them here in the hope that they would not be too impulsive. Now they were at a disadvantage. Once the court caught them, it might be a fatal blow.

"Just wait and see what happens? Isn't this bullying the imperial court?" The middle-aged man sitting in the second row shouted at the top of his lungs.

No one blamed him for being rude, in fact many people thought so.

The aristocratic family has the pride and pride of the aristocratic family, and even the imperial court cannot override them.

In the eyes of many people, Song Zheyuan's words of "wait and see what happens" are undoubtedly begging for mercy from the court.

Song Zheyuan ignored the speaker, but looked at a handsome man on his left, "Zhengbai, what do you think?"

Cui Zhengbai swung the folding fan gracefully, and the tranquility on his face was in sharp contrast to most of the people in the room.

"In my opinion, Luo Tingye dared to do this with full confidence. We can either obey the court's arrangements and maybe have a sip of soup, or we can fight to the end."

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you and started talking quietly.

Song Zheyuan thought for a moment and said: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. Luo Tingye dared to expose the salt field in advance, which means that he will make other moves next, and is even already taking action."

Cui Zhengbai froze and looked at each other tacitly.

Salt tax reform!

This is a really cool move to bring down the whole situation.

Having said this, Song Zheyuan glanced at the people present meaningfully.

Yang Rong, the representative of the Yang family, said: "What kind of action can be taken? If there is action, it is impossible for us not to hear any news."

Cui Zhengbai said with a smile: "Do you know about the salt field?"

Yang Rong choked, "The salt farm incident was an accident. He only used his own people, so naturally there was no news about it. But if it involves government affairs, I don't believe he can keep it completely secret."

Isn't it easy for any of you who don't have an official in your family to know the news about the imperial court?

Just ask around and you will find out.

"How do you know that the information we heard is true and not something he released to confuse us?" Song Zheyuan asked.

Yang Rong touched her nose and suddenly smiled, "No matter what, there are so many people in each of our families. Is it possible that we are still afraid of him?"

Cui Zhengbai slowly shook his folding fan, "But he's not afraid of us either!" (End of Chapter)