Zhu Houzhao, the lonely Ming Dynasty, angrily snatched Yan Shenggong at the beginning!

Chapter 9 Doing business, monopoly is king. (For collection, for further reading, for investment!)

When Zhu Houzhao started to work on the grand plan for the future, Zhang Yong, who received the order on the other side, began to search the Confucian mansion.

"Eunuch Zhang, why are you wandering around my house instead of hunting down those bandits?"

Going to ask for help in the middle of the night, the young man who was knocked unconscious by Zhang Yong had already woken up. With a shoe-sole face on his face, he followed the assigned Zhang Yong and began to check the entire Kong family.

Zhang Yong, who was looking around to see if there were any traces left yesterday, turned cold when he heard this, and looked at the young man expressionlessly.

"You are teaching our family how to do things."

If someone with a wink sees Zhang Yong's ugly face, he will definitely choose to keep his mouth shut.

But the young man didn't know whether his brain was kicked out or he was deliberately finding fault. He said angrily, "I'm not teaching my father-in-law to do things, but the fact is."

"Now that the bandits are at large, my father-in-law doesn't send troops to hunt them down. Instead, he wastes time wandering around my house. If this delays the time and makes the robbers escape, how should my father-in-law explain to the emperor, the crown prince, and the people of the world."

"Snapped!"

The slap was heard in the silent room, Zhang Yong pulled out a white silk scarf embroidered with peonies, wiped his hands and threw it on the ground.

"You dare to hit me!"

After being slapped, the stunned young man covered his swollen cheeks and glared at Zhang Yong angrily.

"So what if I hit you."

Zhang Yong sneered, took out a gold medal from his pocket, lit it up in front of the young man, and stretched out his hand to click on the words on the gold medal.

"Do you know how to read? Do you know what is written on it?"

"If I come in person!"

Without waiting for the young man to answer, Zhang Yong read the above four words aloud.

Withdrawing the token, he grabbed the young man's collar and pulled it in front of him. Zhang Yong stared at him fiercely, "The crown prince has given our family the right. Anyone who dares to obstruct the case will be killed without mercy."

"This time our family is looking at Yan Shenggong's face, and I will teach you a lesson. Next time, if you dare to gossip in front of our family and obstruct the handling of the case, our family will directly kill you. Do you understand?"

It was the first time for the young man to be treated like this, already frightened by Zhang Yong's murderous aura, he nodded foolishly in agreement.

"Humph!"

Zhang Yong snorted softly, pushed the young man aside, turned around and continued to search the house.

"Head, found something!"

Just as the young man covered his face and looked at Zhang Yong with resentment in his eyes, an officer ran over holding a piece of cloth.

Zhang Yong narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the officer, who nodded secretly.

"What did you find?"

"It's a short thorn with blood on it. An old brother judged that it was left last night."

As the officer spoke, he opened the cloth in his hand, revealing a short, rough thorn inside.

Looking at the short thorn in the officer's hand, Zhang Yong glanced at the silk scarf he had thrown on the ground just now. A sharp-eyed officer hurried forward, picked up the silk scarf, tidied up the dust on it, and handed it to Zhang Yong. forever.

The short thorns are made of pure iron, and most of the sharp parts are blackened by dried blood. The tail handle is an ordinary wooden handle, very ordinary, without any abnormalities.

"Head, this is a salt thorn."

Seeing that Zhang Yong didn't seem to know this thing, the officer introduced in a low voice: "Coarse salt at the seaside is shipped in whole packages. The salt collector or salt merchant will use this thorn to pierce the kitchen to prevent counterfeiting. bag, check the purity of the salt!"

"In addition to being able to detect salt, other grains can also be used, but they are used in different ways and called differently."

"The reason why my subordinates judged that it was a salt thorn was because there was a lot of corrosion on the surface of the thorn, and there was a faint salty smell."

"Salt thorn."

Looking at the short thorn in his hand, Zhang Yong showed a smile that seemed to be enlightened.

"Have you found anything else?"

"The people below are looking for them, but there may be very few, or there may be none left. They are very careful and have not left any traces."

"This handle is probably left unintentionally while moving things."

Zhang Yong nodded slightly, and glanced at the young man who was still squatting on the ground covering his face.

Resentment looked at Zhang Yong, the young man who was thinking about how to take revenge, quickly lowered his head.

"Continue to investigate, don't miss any corner, even if it's the hut, we have to show it to our family, and our family will go to the prince to report the situation first."

Ignoring the young man, Zhang Yong held the short thorn and went to the main hall where Zhu Houzhao was resting.

"Damn eunuch, if you dare to beat me, I won't kill you, my son. Kong Zi is written backwards."

Staring resentfully at the distant figure, the young man got up from the ground, covered his swollen face, and ran to his father's room.

Soon, the two Yan Shenggongs of the Confucius family begged to see Zhu Houzhao again.

Zhu Houzhao, who had just returned from a sleep, yawned slightly, pointed to the things on the table, and said to the two Yan Shenggongs: "Did you offend members of the Salt Gang? The lonely subordinates suspected that yesterday's robbery The bandits who looted you may be members of the Salt Gang."

Salt State is an ancient collection of interest groups selling private salt.

It took shape in the Han Dynasty and reached its peak in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

The main location is in the Lianghuai area, and Yangzhou was even better in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

"No, Your Highness, our family has nothing to do with them!"

Yan Shenggong Kong Hongtai had already heard something from his own son, and answered the prince's inquiry immediately.

His Kong family mainly focuses on land property, and they want to intervene in the private salt industry, but unfortunately their family's goal is too big, the royal family has been staring at them, and they haven't found an opportunity yet.

"That's right, Your Highness, our Confucian family cultivated and studied family heirlooms, and never disdained the dirty and lowly business. The salt that the family eats is also bought from the salt department. We have no contact with these local rats who sell private salt. However, how could there be a conflict with them."

Kong Hongxu also shook his head in doubt.

He is at a loss now, how could the person who attacked their house be a salt merchant?
Those who dare to attack the Kong family are not afraid that the Kong family will use their power to prevent them from getting along.

Both of them looked puzzled, and Zhu Houzhao pouted at Zhang Yong, signaling him to continue the performance.

In order to point the finger at the Salt Gang, he had made sufficient preparations.

Zhang Yong blinked his eyelids slightly, stepped forward and saluted the two Yan Sheng Gongs with fists in his hands.

"Gentlemen, according to our investigation, the bandits scattered and fled before they left Qufu. Our family sent people to search all the way, and only traces were found, but there were no clues."

"From this, our family can conclude that these bandits are probably locals, or outsiders who are very familiar with the local terrain."

"And I have a decree and law in the dynasty. People who go to other county towns need to issue a guide, and they need to be certified by the village official. It can be said that the steps are very troublesome."

"According to our family's inquiry, the servants of your family said that those people are strictly prohibited from marching, and they have the style of the army. Ordinary people can't do this alone."

"According to these points, our family has two guesses."

"First, those who attacked your mansion yesterday were members of the army."

When Zhang Yonggang made his first judgment, the two Yan Shenggongs shook their heads directly.

The army is a department of the imperial court. If they are killed, they dare not attack the Kong family. If something is revealed and their feet are found out, if the emperor does not act, the Kong family can kill them with a word.

So people in the army are not so stupid, they don't know how to rob the Kong family, let alone have the guts.

Seeing the two shake their heads, Zhang Yong continued: "Then only the Yan Gang is left."

"These private salt dealers, in order to prevent robbers on the road, or to compete with his faction for business, the internal personnel will undergo simple training."

"And the people in your house have never seen an army fighting, so they mistaken the simple training of the Salt Gang for a well-paced army."

"And more importantly, yesterday those bandits were armed with a large number of weapons, which ordinary people could not do, but those salt gangs who often fight with his faction for business, or guard against the court's salt officials, can do this. "

"In addition to what your family member said, when they heard those bandits talking, they all used a Shandong accent."

"So to sum up, the bandits who attacked the Kong family yesterday are most likely the local Salt Gang in Shandong."

"But our Kong family has no conflict of interest with the Salt Gang!"

After listening to Zhang Yong's analysis, the two were still puzzled.

Zhu Houzhao at the side, seeing that Zhang Yong's analysis was so clear, the two of them still didn't believe it, picked the fruit on the fruit plate in front of them, and said casually: "I have heard from Master Xie that sometimes the impossible is often the most impossible thing." possible."

"They robbed your house. Is there a possibility that there is something in your house that attracts them, or that you have inadvertently clashed with them, and you don't know it!"

(End of this chapter)