Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

In fact, anyone who can be a salt merchant and earn an inexhaustible wealth for the next ten generations is not a person with outstanding EQ and IQ.Moreover, salt merchants have dealt with the government all their lives, and their minds are extremely strong.

Being under house arrest for a few hours is nothing to them.

The big deal is just closing the curtain and resting our minds. Is it possible that the Yan Division can detain me forever.

In fact, the first time they saw Mr. Wu, he talked about driving for half a day, and everyone knew what happened.

The problem is, Mr. Wu’s preaching is really annoying, like a group of flies buzzing in your ears, lingering, making you feel irritable. When the great sage comes, he also has to pee his pants.

Gradually, some people showed signs of mental breakdown.

"Master Yang, I listened to music in the brothel last night and stayed up all night. I really can't bear it! If it doesn't work, I just mean 1 taels. At least let Master Wu deal with this month." A Tong Yangjian Zhong Zhong, a close salt merchant, whispered in his ear.

Yang Jianzhong sneered and replied in a low voice: "Ming Weng, we have agreed earlier that we will advance together and retreat together. If you want to ask for forgiveness now, is it too disrespectful?"

The old salt merchant named Ming Weng gasped and said, "It's just 1 taels of silver, nothing. Let's listen to a tune in the brothel once, have a few cups of wine, and go out for hundreds or even thousands of taels of silver. Hurry up."

Yang Jianzhong said angrily: "This opening can't be opened. I think Liu Konghe treated us well when he was a fellow magistrate in Yansi. He has never done such a thing like asking for money directly. This Wu As soon as your lord arrives, you will have to apportion. If we are soft this time, and ask us for money next month, how should we spend it? If this goes on endlessly, when will it end?"

Ming Weng's chest couldn't stop rising and falling, and he continued to pant: "Master Wu is so good at talking, I was really flustered when I heard it. He will ask for money next month, and he will give it later."

Yang Jianzhong stared at him viciously: "Ming Weng's words are wrong, if this Lord Wu can get enough of the 200 million taels of silver, maybe the code word "transportation envoy" on his head will be removed. At that time, I will ask you for money again, will you give it? If he stays in Cangzhou for three to five years, or even ten years, and asks you to send money every month, even if Ming Weng's family has a golden mountain, it will be emptied This time, no matter what, we have to bear it and must not let go, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

Thinking of being held to the forehead with a musket by the surname Mei De on the river earlier, and he was so frightened that he peed his pants.There were so many people on the river at that time, and it might not take two days for his ugly behavior to spread throughout the city, and Yang Jianzhong hated him so much that his heart bleeds.

At this time, he wished he could eat Su Mu's flesh alive, and even hated Wu Shiqi.

In his opinion, Mr. Wu is Su Mu's backstage. As long as Mr. Wu is removed, it is not a matter of him to clean up a mere unofficial and unemployed Mei Fugui.

As long as you grit your teeth and don't give Yan Si a penny, by the end of the year, Yan Si can't make up the relief money smoothly, and Master Wu's transfer envoy will not be able to continue.

Moreover, if he offended me, Yang Jianzhong, he offended Zhang Hou this time.With Lord Hou here, he was afraid that he would not be able to push officials in Yangzhou, so he would go home to take care of himself.

You know, half of the income of the Yang family is given to Zhang Hou every year.

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Seeing the discomfort on Ming Weng's face, Yang Jianzhong softened his tone, and persuaded him in a low voice: "Ming Weng, please be patient for a while, this Mr. Wu is still a young man after all, and his face doesn't look like a strong man. It won't last long."

"Enenen, let's wait and see!" Ming Weng nodded again and again, with a helpless expression on his face, and his panting became louder.

At this time, it was around nine o'clock Beijing time, and Su Mu, like everyone in the hall, hadn't had dinner yet.

He didn't delay, so he went to the kitchen in the back office, where a table of meals had already been cleaned up, all steamed vegetables, and he could eat whenever he arrived.

Su Mu was not too polite, he ate two large bowls of sorghum rice, ate a steamed bun, and ate a portion of pickled pork with preserved vegetables, and the panic in his heart because of Mr. Wu's nagging calmed down.

With a wry smile in his heart: "It's too powerful, too powerful, even I can't bear it, but imagine how the salt merchants have been tossed!"

After finishing the meal, it was time for Su Mu to change Master Wu.

When he walked into the hall again, there was still Wu Shiqi's clear and clear voice reading: "The honest one is the way of heaven. The honest one is the way of man. This official treats you like a city. Naturally, I will not be overwhelmed by the material desires of the outside world." But this point is not something ordinary people can do, and the person who truly expresses his heart is a saint, and this official is still lacking."

Su Mu was amused: "Why don't you be fettered by material desires, you're just asking for money!"

It's a pity that all the salt merchants in the room were numb from hearing, and just sat there dumbfounded, but didn't feel that there was anything inappropriate in Mr. Wu's words.

Seeing Su Mu, Master Wu stopped: "You are here."

"Yes, my lord."

Seeing that Mr. Wu finally stopped talking, everyone let out a long sigh, thinking that he had finished the sentence anyway.

But he didn't want to, Master Wu said: "Master Mei, I haven't finished my sentence yet."

The salt merchants felt ashamed, and lowered their heads at the same time.

Mr. Wu: "The meaning of what I just said just now is not in place, and it has not been perfect. What do you think?"

Su Mu stepped forward, turned his head to look at the crowd, and coughed lightly: "The "Doctrine of the Mean" explained by your lord just now is the most important principle of life and self-cultivation. However, there is a point where late students need to add two points. Now, late students Just say the first big point and the first small point..."

Now, let's talk about Su Mu.

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Half an hour later: "Now, Wan Sheng is going to talk about the first big point and the second small point."

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An hour later: "The sixth small point of the first big point, the sage said: All the world will have nine scriptures, so..."

When Su Mu finally started to talk about the second biggest point, it was already midnight.

Everyone in the hall didn't eat dinner. When they arrived at the Yansi, they had a cup of tea and a plate of pine nuts. By now, they were so hungry that they were so hungry.

The pine nuts had been knocked out a long time ago, but a plate of pine nuts was worth nothing, and the sum was only worth a penny.

The green tea had already turned pale and tasteless, the more I drank it, the hungrier I became, and I wanted to run to the latrine.

The problem is, if you don't pay, you can't get out of the hall at all.

Some people have already blushed from a bubble of urine.

As for that Ming Weng, who didn't sleep all night, sitting there, his whole body was in a daze, his head kept lighting like a chicken pecking at rice.

Su Mu could see the performance of everyone in the hall, and he laughed in his heart: Yes, the effect is coming soon, maybe within an hour or two, these people will surrender.

Let's boil the eagle slowly and see who can't hold on in the end.

Just kidding, don't even look at who you are facing?

When Mr. Wu was in the capital, he was used to a life where day and night were reversed. The darker the sky, the more energetic the father and son were.

As for me, Su Mu, when I was in college, I didn't go to those meetings where there was no nonsense, such as "I have finished my words... (applause), and finally, I will add two more points...", "Zhang The secretary's words are good, I will add one big point and two small points", the patience has already been cultivated to the limit.