The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 117
Zhu Zhouye slightly raised his head and glanced at Liu Yuan's expression, he knew that this guy really wanted to make great contributions, he probably had been a colleague for too long, if he wanted to move his fart up, he must be able to move his fart up, everyone wanted to move it.

If I don't want to do it, this bastard might leave me alone?

Tongzhi is in charge of the salt and grain robbery and Jiang Fang, and Liu Yuan can completely ignore Zhu Zhouye and do it with Ding Yi first.

Since you have to choose one of the two, what can you do?

Thinking that Yuan is now his immediate boss, Zhu Zhouye finally gritted his teeth: "Liu Tongzhi."

"I'm here." Liu Yuanmei smiled.

"This matter, I will leave it to you to handle this matter. Please cooperate with Ding Dusi - try to handle it in a low-key manner, so as not to cause panic among the people."

Zhu Zhouye, the old fox, seemed to have said everything, but also seemed to have said nothing.

Liu Yuan didn't care, and immediately replied: "I will follow orders." Looking up at Zhao Dashan, the two quickly turned and left.

Zhu Zhouye watched the two leave, and Zhao Dashan took away the things on the ground when he left. He quickly wiped the sweat from his brow and asked someone to call his wife over immediately.

Weekly meeting, weekly meeting, you can't blame me, I didn't say anything?

He only said to let Liu Yuan handle it, but he didn't say what to let Liu Yuan handle it. If something really happened, he would push it away.

I didn't tell you to arrest Zhou Hui and Wang Qiji.

If this is done well, it is the official who asked you to arrest Zhou Hui and Wang Qiji.

Zhu Zhouye sent Liu Yuan and Zhao Dashan away in a cunning manner, and soon his wife came over.

He said with a straight face, "How much money did the Wang family send last month?"

Madam was stunned for a moment: "It's still 2000 taels as usual."

"Immediately find someone to pick out two valuable calligraphy and paintings and send them back to the Wang family."

Madam looked bewildered, but nodded quickly. She naturally listened to what the master said.

As soon as Liu Yuan and Zhao Dashan came out, Ding Yi and a few soldiers stood not far from the door.

Liu Yuan was sweating non-stop. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or nervousness. He quickly followed Ding Yi.

"I'll go back and gather the troops immediately. Ding Dusi will wait for a while." Liu Yuan said happily.

He had hated the Wang family for a long time. The Wang family honored Zhu Zhouye with 2000 taels every month, and only gave him 200 taels. The gap between the two was too great.

Just because he is number one and he is number two.

After all, he is also in charge of salt and grain affairs.

But there is no way, there is a weekly meeting behind the Wang family, and there are bigger officials, he can only endure it.

Unexpectedly, this time, there is a chance to bring down the Wang family and the Zhou family.

Ding Yi said solemnly: "Master Liu is loyal to the country, and the sun and the moon can learn from each other. I will definitely report the truth to Governor Yuan."

Liu Yuan's face suddenly turned into a smile: "This is what I should do."

"However, you don't need too many people in Dengzhou Prefecture. You need to be fast. You can find a dozen elite cronies to prevent leaks."

"The point is to get us some horses."

At the end, Ding Yi said loudly: "I assure you, after the matter is completed, you will get [-]% of the salt profit from Dengwen Jifu every year."

Liu Yuan couldn't stop smiling: "Ding Dusi is really, really——" I'm really sorry, why are you so polite, I just accept it with a smile.

Just do what you say, because it is less than half an hour before Ding Yi kills Wang Qiye.

Now Wang Qiji must know, the person who notified the weekly meeting probably will see the weekly meeting soon.

They set it up right away.

Liu Yuan rode Ding Yi's horse, returned to his own side, and selected twenty yamen servants to catch up. These yamen servants are all his cronies, and they are usually elite in arresting robbers and patrolling.

Then they found dozens of horses from the camp. Ding Yi added the few horses he got from Zaba, took thirty musketeers, thirty personal soldiers, plus yamen servants. Under the starlight and with a torch, he went out of the city overnight.

They have horses and infantry, and it is night, so they don't run very fast. The horse team is in front, and the infantry is behind. They stop and go, and travel in the starry night.

Wang Qiji is near Zhugao Mountain in the east of Dengzhou City, where the Salt Division has two saltworks, with an annual output of [-] tons of coarse salt and [-] tons of refined salt.

Coarse salt mixed with sand leaves the factory and becomes [-] tons, which are sold to various places near Terengganu, and even further afield.

Wang Qiji has been here all year round, mainly because it is near the sea, and many coastal residents also dry salt. He is afraid that the salt dried by these ordinary people will be sold at high prices to salt dealers.

Ordinary people do it, and they charge it at three or four qian per load.

But if ordinary people sell their lives to salt dealers, they can sell them for five or even six or seven renminbi, which can be doubled.

He is a local patrol inspector, leading officers and soldiers and the desperadoes raised by his subordinates, searching around, investigating and punishing anyone who dares to do this will be a death penalty if caught.

Of course, few people in Dengzhou have dared to do this in the past few years. Everyone is used to selling them to salt dealers.

But every year, there will always be one or two people who take risks, and there are also bold traders from other places who dare to smuggle.

After all, the profit is high, and it is easy to attract people to take risks.

Coincidentally today, my brother-in-law Zhou Hui also came here to discuss important matters with him.

The two had some wine together in the evening, and Zhou would talk about profit distribution.

To be honest, the business has become more and more difficult in the past two years, because the price of salt is getting higher and higher, and the profits are getting higher and higher, and the profits are higher, and there are more people who are brave enough to take risks.

Coupled with the development of sea transportation, many salt merchants from other places dare to sneak in to smuggle, and then immediately ship it to North Korea, Japan and other places, or to the capital, and they can make a lot of money.

For example, they only charge three or four dollars from common people, but salt merchants charge six or seven dollars.

Ordinary people dare to sell for high profits. As long as salt merchants dare to accept it, they can get on board and sell it for one, two, four, one, two or six.If you have a big ship, dare to go to sea, or have a way to Sichuan and Shaanxi, you can sell it even higher.

Not only do you have to guard against the common people, but you don't pay close attention to your own saltworks, as this kind of thing may happen at any time.

This is why Wang Qiji watches the saltworks every day.

In the past few years, Zhou Wang's family has made a lot of money. Some people inside are jealous, and there is competition outside. The officials of the salt department in other places in Shandong are also watching. Many people are waiting for them to be unlucky.

Chairman Zhou is rather cold, a bit like Seinfeld.

He took a sip of his wine and put the glass heavily on the table: "Damn, Nanjing said that the one in the capital will ask for [-] next year."

"Hiss..." Wang Qiji gasped. Last year it was still [-], but this year it went up to [-]?Luo is too greedy?

"He said that the imperial court was supposed to send patrolling officials this year, but he persuaded the emperor to send them to Lianghuai instead of us."

"Damn it." Wang Qiji yelled, "That's what I said the year before last. Lianghuai is where the salt tax is heavy."

On the other side of Lianghuai and Zhejiang, one year is equivalent to seven or eight years here. If I want to be in Lianghuai, I can give you [-] yuan.

But there was no way, after the two scolded, they were relatively silent.

Guan Xiaoyanwei, the higher-ups asked me to pay, can I not pay?

"In the refined salt, put more sand." Wang Qiji finally said coldly.

Naturally, the extra money can only be borne by ordinary people.

Zhou Hui thinks so.

But this is not enough: "I think, we can try to organize this year, sell to North Korea and Japan, and make a lot of money."

"Does this require boats and sailors?" Wang Qiji said, "I've thought about it too, but I'm not familiar with this business, so I'm afraid I'll fall over."

Usually the boat is several thousand, and the big one is tens of thousands of taels. If it falls down, it will lose everything.

The two of them were drinking at that time, when suddenly there was a noise outside, followed by howling ghosts and wolves.

"Second Master, Second Master——"

Wang Qiji's face changed slightly, butler Wang's voice?

Isn't he in Dengzhou, coming here at night?
(End of this chapter)