Chapter 478: D-Zi Juan Chaotang Jianghu
Shou Zhiyuan.
The stacked rocks are like a waterfall, and the corridor is like a painting.
The man with his hands behind his back stood in front of the railing, holding a folding fan with a mixture of vermillion and purple, gazing at the lake view outside the window. This was his temporarily borrowed villa, as the owner of Ye Hong and Ye Qitai, one of the largest general salt merchants in Yangzhou. Bieyuan, Shouzhiyuan is also famous in Yangzhou.
If Feng Ziying had been here, he should know that this was the predecessor of Ge Garden, the first of the classic gardens in Yangzhou in the future.
A man in a gray shirt slipped in along the corridor. He was blocked when he entered the door. After a few words, he was allowed to pass and came in lamely.
“Second Master.”
“Coming?” The man did not look back, “How is the situation?”
"The imperial court gentlemen are still in Yangzhou. Today, we will host a banquet for them at the Shunfeng Building on Dongguan Street." The man in gray shirt lowered his head and replied in a low voice.
“Is that what I’m asking you?” the man holding the fan asked calmly.
"Master, their activities have been very chaotic these days. Two officials who are said to be Guanzheng Jinshi and a group of officials and officials from the government and county offices have been conducting investigations. Well, they have filled out an investigation form. The younger one has already I copied two copies and came back..."
“Bring it here.” The man holding the fan turned around, his face was as sharp as a knife, and his eyes were like an eagle, stern and scorching.
The man in gray shirt hurriedly handed it over. The man holding the fan took it and looked at it clearly, then frowned.
He couldn't understand. What did it mean?
Scale, business types, purchase channels and transportation methods, operating years, Yonglong's income and expenditure profit status in four, five, and six years, loan status, loan sources, interest, whether you have used money shops, etc., there are all kinds of things I'm afraid there are only ten or twenty questions.
This is actually somewhat similar to an economic questionnaire. Of course, it has a specific purpose, but for ordinary people, it is naturally difficult to understand its intention.
But for the man holding the fan, it is different.
After thinking hard for a long time, the man holding the fan pinched the piece of paper and nodded, "Well done."
He breathed a sigh of relief, and the man in gray shirt quickly said: "Thank you for your compliment, it's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."
"anything else?"
"In addition, there are a few people who are more interested in silver shops, silk workshops and ship shops. They have visited several of them in the past two days. In addition, according to the news from the government and county offices, they seem to think that the size of Yangzhou Wharf is It’s too small,…”
This made the man holding the fan even more confused as to what this group of people wanted to do. The dispute over the opening of the sea port was between Ningbo, Quanzhou and Zhangzhou. When did it become related to Yangzhou? But to say that it has nothing to do with it is not necessarily true. He can still figure out something, that is, Yangzhou seems to be used as a transit hub on the inland rivers after these cities open to the sea in the future?
It has some meaning in this regard. Otherwise, what is the point of conducting this survey on all walks of life? Can it still promote the export sales of these goods? The Westerners, the Japanese, and the Koreans would not want these, and if transportation costs are taken into account, it would definitely be a trade-off.
But this is not important. The intention of these people to go south was already known to them when they first left the capital. It was indeed a grand idea, but it had nothing to do with me. What I was more concerned about was the itinerary of this group of people. , and the decision of my own side in the future.
Sighed softly, the man holding the fan was also conflicted. Up to now, a group of people on his side are still arguing and have not come up with a decision.
But the imperial court's push to open the sea is becoming more and more fierce, and the response from all parties is getting louder and louder. It has become irreversible. The investigation of this group of people is not just for the opening of the sea, but more like for the purpose of opening the sea. How to make way for the sea and then how to make the sea open will become deeper and wider in scale and scope.
“Well, are there any other unusual changes among these people?”
"Hui Ye, Cui, Wu and Sun are very cautious and basically live in Hubu Chaoguan. The Long Jinwei also lives in Hubu Chaoguan to accompany them, and the one surnamed Wei lives in Hubu Chaoguan. In the Cao Transportation Engineering Department, we don’t go out much, but a few days ago, someone from the Cao Gang paid a visit to a man named Wei, and brought a young prostitute from Mingyuefang in, and in the middle of the night, someone from the Cao Gang brought him out.”
“Oh?” The man holding the fan was slightly moved in his heart.
“What did he do when he went to the capital to transfer salt to the Yamen?” The man holding the fan asked in surprise: “Have you ever understood?”
"Go back to me, I checked. They arrived in Yangzhou with another ship. It is said to be the boat of Mr. Lin, the Salt Patrol Censor, who came back to visit his father. Well, Mr. Lin seems to be seriously ill, but I am also We know that it is difficult to enter the Si Yamen of the Salt Envoy, and we dare not approach easily. It is the sphere of influence of the Qiushui Sword Sect and the Salt Gang, and we keep a close eye on it..."
The man holding the fan nodded slightly. Yangzhou is one of the largest docks in the world. Countless people make a living here, and the people in the Jianghu are no exception.
For example, the Water Transport Branch of the Ministry of Industry, that is the sphere of influence of the Cao Gang, the number one gang on the canal. If anyone dares to go to the Water Transport Branch to cause trouble, he is an enemy of the Cao Gang. The same is true in the Salt Transport Department of Dudu. Even more so.
Although the salt gang is a loose system, and theoretically one of the salt transfer envoys in Hedu and Si Yamen is a thief and the other is an official, but everyone knows that the illegal salt gangs cannot be killed, so within a controllable range, even looking for a suitable spokesperson Under the circumstances, the existence of private salt dealers such as the Salt Gang is reasonable, although it is not legal.
The Qiushui Sword Sect is a famous sect in Yangzhou City. At the same time, the Qiushui Escort Bureau is also a famous **** bureau in Yangzhou and even in southern Zhili. The chief **** is also the head of the Qiushui Sword Sect. Qiu Zangfeng is known as a solo traveler in the south of the Yangtze River. He has a Qiuhong sword. Choose Taihu Twelve Chain Dock.
The Qiu Shui Escort Bureau is just that. The Qiu Family of the Qiu Shui Sword Sect is a nest merchant in Yangzhou City. Although it is not the general merchant, but with its identity as a nest merchant and its merchants in Yizhen, Baoying and other lines, the Qiu Shui Sword Sect is also living a comfortable life. , from a small sect with less than fifty people during the Guangyuan period, it has developed into a well-known sect in southern Zhili in just a few decades. It can be said that relying on the transfer of salt from the capital has a lot to do with Si Yamen .
“Have you ever found out what the relationship between the man named Feng and Mr. Lin is?”
"I only know that Mr. Feng goes to the salt transfer office every day and has met Mr. Lin a few times. He must be related to him in the capital city. Judging from the fact that the man escorting Miss Lin back, he should be Mr. Lin. The young lady’s cousin is said to be the legitimate son of the Jia family in the original fourth oldest family in Jinling.”
The man in gray shirt must have collected information quite solidly, and basically understood everything that can be learned.
"Oh, the Jia family of the fourth oldest family in Jinling? Jia is not fake, the Jia family whose white jade is the gold of the palace?" The man holding the fan was slightly surprised.
The Jia family is the dominant force in Southern Zhili, and is particularly powerful in Jinling. Of course, this happened decades ago, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. The Jia family has its roots in Jinling and is still strong in Nanzhili. Personal connections, and the disciples of the Jia family are widely spread. It is said that Jia Yucun, the current prefect of Jinling, is a distant branch of the Jia family and has a close relationship with the Jia family.
“Have you figured out their itinerary?”
“It is said that he is going to Jinling the day after tomorrow, and seven people of Captain Long are traveling with him.”
The man holding the fan was silent.
The news from our own rear has not yet come, which means that all parties have not reached an agreement on the final result, which means that there is no way to take any action against these people. But I am afraid that it will not be so easy to take action when we get to Jinling, maybe The Erjia family and the local government must strengthen their security forces, and the Dragon Guards are also more powerful in Jinling. If there are a few Dragon Guards, it will be more difficult to take action.
“Let’s gather people and rush to Longtan tomorrow to prepare.” After thinking for a long time, the man holding the fan finally said.
“Master?!” The man in gray shirt was taken aback and couldn’t help but ask.
"Go ahead, don't ask any more questions. I'll act by ear. If we don't do anything, once the news comes, we will be caught off guard and helpless." The man holding the fan sighed, "I also know the risk. It’s very big, so prepare for now and wait for the opportunity.”
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“You mean this was suggested by Mr. Lin?” Cui Jingrong was quite surprised, “You also have something to do with Lin Ruhai?”
Feng Ziying smiled and said, "Mr. Cui, Gong Qiao and Gong Lin are of the same year..."
"I know they are of the same age, but Brother Ru Jun and Lin Ruhai have little friendship. One is from Shanxi and the other is from Suzhou. Moreover, Lin Ruhai has long been the Salt Patrol Censor. He, the Salt Patrol Censor, is related to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. It’s not big, Bofu, don’t you think so?”
Cui Jingrong smiled and turned his head to Sun Juxiang. Sun Juxiang's face was not very good-looking, but he couldn't ignore it and could only snort from his nose.
The Lianghuai Salt Patrol Censor was a shame to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Starting from the beginning of Emperor Tianping, the then Zuodu Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate compromised with the emperor and gave up this Salt Patrol Censor, so that the position of this Salt Patrol Censor remained. It was firmly controlled by the emperor and no longer belonged to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Over time, the Metropolitan Procuratorate seemed to have acquiesced in this reality.
That is, the Changlu Salt Patrol Censor, the Hedong Salt Patrol Censor and the Liangzhe Salt Patrol Censor were all sent by the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Although their main tasks were to connect with the Ministry of Household Affairs, they actually belonged to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. However, the salt inspectors of Huaihe and Huaihe Rivers have always been directly appointed by the emperor, which has become a well-established practice.
"Mr. Cui, Mr. Lin is marrying the daughter of the Jia family, and the Jia family and my family are family friends." Feng Ziying explained helplessly, "My nephew also wants to marry Mr. Lin's daughter."
"Haha, what am I saying? Why has Ziying been so frequently visiting the Salt Transport Office in the capital in the past few days? Has she really become a person who likes the smell of copper? It turns out she is a pretty lady and a gentleman, haha. , understand understand.”
Cui Jingrong didn't take it seriously. It was impossible for the Lianghuai Salt Patrol Censor to do anything like inheriting his father's legacy. Lin Ruhai had been the Salt Patrol Censor for so many years, and now he was seriously ill. It was probably time to consider his funeral.
(End of this chapter)