Brocade clothing as the country

Chapter 351 No trace of the case recruiting villains
The title deed of a large mansion in Fucheng, Baoding Prefecture, and the title deed of a large mansion in Linqing. Baoding Prefecture is the richest province in Beizhili, with many fertile fields. Linqing Prefecture is one of the major hubs on the canal, and it is also a prosperous and prosperous place.

It is clearly written on the land deed that they are all large mansions with several entrances, and there are some fields around them. If there are any gold and silver treasures, according to the rules of big families these days, there must be cellars or other buried places in the mansions.

After these things were found on his body, Bao Danwen's face was ashen, and his hard-earned family fortune was taken away at once, which was really heartbreaking.

The last bit of luck disappeared, and what he was thinking about now was how to save his life. Bao Danwen knew clearly that he didn't have any bargaining chips in his hand, and after the officers and soldiers surrounded him, he even gathered his desperadoes to go out to fight and escaped in the chaos , which is even more taboo.

Now there is nothing else to do except to make a clear confession. Bao Shanwen also has a calculation in his heart. When he came in, he saw his wife and daughter in neat clothes. A soldier who kills and loots indiscriminately.

Such a team is reasonable, if they all confess, there may be a glimmer of life.

"Criminals have trafficked in illicit salt these years and ran rampant in the village. They deserve death. The accounts and distribution details of illicit salt trafficking are all in the cellar of the villain's study. Please examine it. The villain committed such a serious crime. Originally It’s a crime of cutting into pieces, but in recent years, the villain has also opened a porridge shed to help the poor and widowed, and has done a lot of good deeds, I just hope that the elders will see it for the sake of these charitable deeds, and give the villain’s children and family a way out.”

When he said this, Wang Tong glanced at Ma Sanbiao next to him, and immediately several people ran out. When Bao Danwen finished speaking, Wang Tong asked:
"In whose hand did you take the salt?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Tong actually asked this question. Bao Danwen was stunned for a moment, then kowtowed and replied:

"Back to the old man, the villain's salt comes from the Changlu Salt Transport Department."

Changlu Salt Transportation Department, Changlu is not far from Qingxian County. It is one of the largest salt farms in the world besides Lianghuai. When buying and selling private salt, it is often the official salt transportation department that produces salt. This is a common practice. .

But this answer also surprised Wang Tong. On the side of Changlu Salt Yunsi, it has nothing to do with the directions he guessed.

"How do you transport salt?"

"The small ones took the salt from the salt field, and transported it to various places by cart, and some of them took the salt from the river to Qing County by boat..."

"Don't you need a boat?"

Hearing Wang Tong's question, even Bao Danwen was trembling, but he still couldn't help but said with a wry smile:

"My lord was joking. The criminals still have some skills in the countryside, so how can the criminals control the tank boat?"

A few soldiers came in carrying a box and put it at the door. Ma Sanbiao stepped forward to open the box, looked at it, turned his head and said:

"My lord, this is the ledger."

Wang Tong frowned, and Shen Sheng asked again:
"Do you know Tonghai Warehouse?"

"Criminals don't know..."

"Panda, Wan Dao, Chai Fulin, Li Dameng, have you heard of these people, and have you dealt with them?"

"...Criminals don't know..."

After saying this, Bao Danwen tremblingly raised his head to look at the gloomy Wang Tong, gritted his teeth and said again:
"If the Elder Master wants the criminals to recognize him, then the criminals will recognize him!"

Wang Tong who said this was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it for a while, he couldn't help laughing. The following Bao Danwen thought things too far, thinking that he was going to frame someone. Jin Yiwei's reputation outside is really bad, but this Bao Dan Wen looks like an ordinary salt owl.

"If you don't recognize it, you don't recognize it. Whose hands are you holding the salt in Changlu?"

"...The criminals here are asking for Qian Chunping, the experience of the Changlu Salt Transportation Department..."

The experience of the Salt Transportation Department is equivalent to that the officials in charge of the documents and accounts of the Salt Transportation Department have real power in their hands. It can be said that except for the Salt Transportation Envoy, this is the experience.

The name Qian Chunping seemed familiar. Wang Tong thought of it twice, but couldn't remember where he had seen or heard it.

Wang Tong let out a breath, and leaned back in his chair. The tension of the rapid march and battle these days all turned up, and he suddenly felt extremely tired, which had nothing to do with the hundreds of tank boats on the canal.

However, the destruction of this Baojiazhuang was regarded as a disaster for the local government. Wang Tong felt a little more relaxed, and asked with a smile:
"You arrange people to die at the front door, but you lead your son to run at the back door. Why do you want to make such an arrangement?"

"The sinners will die, the sinners will die. Many people in this village are fed by the sinners with money. At this time, they will naturally go out to work hard, but the criminals also know that the government and the army are on the way. This kind of people, if you can stop it once, you can't stop it next time, it's better to run away as soon as possible..."

This person is shrewd, but after all, he is just a local tyrant and salt lord, lacking in strength, no matter how many calculations he has without strength, it is still useless.

Wang Tong smiled, waved his hand and said to Ma Sanbiao next to him:

"Let's put it down, give their family a cleaner and warmer place, and don't stop eating."

For a captured salt lord, this is already a very good treatment. Bao Danwen also understands this, and he can imagine what the consequences will be. He kowtowed to thank him with a gray face.

Wang Tong sat there watching Bao Danwen's family walk to the door, but something came to his mind, and he raised his voice and asked:
"Bao Danwen, do you know the tricks of smuggling salt on the river and on land?"

When Bao Danwen heard this question, his body trembled violently. When he turned his face, the ashes on his face had been replaced by Hope, and he replied tremblingly:

"Sinners have been working for so many years, they are proficient in these things, they understand everything, understand everything..."

Halfway through the conversation, his voice was already hoarse, with a bit of crying, he knew that the opportunity had come.

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On the twelfth day of the first lunar month in the seventh year of Wanli, a big event happened to Bao's family, a great virtuous man in Qingxian County.

The owner of the villa, Bao Shanwen, noticed it in time, and while writing a report to the government, he rallied his loyal family members for self-defense.

However, Bao Shanwen's family suffered heavy casualties, and he was worried about being retaliated by the gangsters, so he decided to move his family to Tianjinwei and live in seclusion in the market.

The magistrate of Qingxian County wrote a wonderful pen in the report to the superior yamen. The last time I thought that Baojiazhuang was a gathering place for salt lords, it was because those treacherous and evil people were blinded. The matter was also swept away.

As an official of the imperial court, the difference between the two reports is huge. Even if the officials protect each other, the magistrate will be blamed by his superiors. However, the term of the magistrate has expired. In the plan of Hejian Mansion and the Ministry of Officials, he is only in Guangping Mansion. Leaving him a spare job, he will stop being an official at worst.

It is true that the magistrate of Qing County does not need to be an official anymore. The Jinyiwei Qianhu turned the Bao family upside down, and distributed the looted property to him in the same proportion as mentioned in advance.

Although Wang Tong took the bulk and left, the county magistrate also got nearly 8000 taels of silver, which was quite a lot of money.

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The Lantern Festival in Tianjinwei is more distinctive than that in the capital, because there are rich and wealthy families living on both sides of the canal, and when the lights are lit, the city inside and outside the city are full of splendor.

The elegant people here in Tianjin Wei pay attention to turning off the lights at the top of the city, and the lights inside and outside the city are shining, like a summer starry sky, which is too beautiful to behold.

Jinyiwei's thousand households and each battalion also had a party in their own camps. The Lantern Festival was off for half a day in the afternoon, and they prepared wine and meat, so it was considered a good rest.

On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, the soldiers and horses going to Qing County returned to their camps, and the battalions returned to their camps to rest, but Wang Tong was not idle.

But this time it was a little different from other times. It was rare that when Wang Tong was meeting guests at home, the inner courtyard was so heavily guarded. The 50 people from the first battalion were listening to orders outside the house. General Tan, Tan Bing, Tan Jian and Ma Sanbiao Just stay with me in the house.

"My lord, if the salt produced by more than a hundred boats at a time comes from the Changlu Salt Field, it must be known all over the world. However, it will be much more convenient if it is from the South Salt Field."

Bao Danwen changed into his servant's clothes and stood there to answer respectfully. Wang Tong had a tired look on his face. He frowned when he heard "Southern Salt". The salt from the south must have something to do with Huaiyan. Well, the Lianghuai salt merchants are the richest class in the world, so why are they involved there again?

"Huai salt? For such a large amount, do you need to find a special source?"

"...The villain doesn't know much about the details, but I've heard people say that the biggest salt smugglers in the world are in Lianghuai. There are many salt farms there, and it's easy to travel by water. As long as you have money, you dare to buy it, and you don't dare to sell it. Yes, there are more than a hundred tank ships at a time, which is not a big number..."

Wang Tong rubbed his forehead. Private salt was far more than official salt. With tank boats as cover, a large amount of Huai salt could indeed be sold in the capital in a grandiose way. Most of the inspections on tank boats on his side were on the carried goods. The salt packs and grain packs were mixed, and they were mixed up for no reason, and I don't know how much tax was missed.

After thinking about it, Wang Tong raised his head and said to Bao Danwen:
"This officer is short of people, and this is also your good fortune. You didn't bring two hundred old brothers to Tianjin Wei and organize an anti-smuggling team. From now on, on this canal, Tianjin Wei, southeast, north, and south, there will be smuggled salt traffickers everywhere." I need to check it out for the official, although your floating wealth is gone, the two houses in Baoding and Jinan are still reserved for you, let's pay the crime!"

Bao Danwen knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowed repeatedly, and said in a crying voice:

"The kindness of adults is like the sea, and the little ones are willing to be smashed to pieces, not to let a grain of private salt go to Tianjin..."

"After paying the tax, it's over. Your family members will live in the city first. Your two sons, I will see how brave they are, so I will go to the Jinyiwei reserve camp as soldiers first."

Everyone knew that this was a hostage, but Bao Shanwen still kowtowed in gratitude.
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Khan, when I talk about private salt, I think of Shunming
(End of this chapter)