Chapter 197 Capture the Salt Lake
The Salt Lake Wharf is not small. From here, you can directly drive to the ancient Yellow River Ferry and walk around.
Now the pier is in a lively time. Hundreds of porters and coolies packed the snow-white salt into straw bags in the salt pond, then pushed it onto the pier with rickshaws, carried it onto the waiting riverboat, and then sailed to the ancient Yellow River Ferry.
Today is the day for the Jia family to transport goods, and they will transport 4,000 stones of salt.
The Jia family is an eighth-generation Gangju, and together with the other six companies in Yuncheng, monopolized the sales of salt in Yuncheng. This time, the 4,000 stones is the share of this month.
The third young master of the Jia family stood on the dock, looking at the vast lake and the salt fields that were rippling all over the sky, complaining to the warehouse ambassador who was with him: "In the past, they were all the share of ten thousand stones, why did this suddenly cut 6,000? Is it because our usual filial piety and rules have less profit?"
The warehouse ambassador quickly explained carefully: "The salt farm here is different from other salt ponds. It saves trouble and is fast and produces a lot of money, so it only supplies the share of several outsourcing members. However, just a few days ago, a young man came from the capital and asked for 20,000 shi to go there. He also had to maintain the private salt members of several old customers. Although the output here is large, the amount is too huge after all. The Censor said that this month will be tighter, and we will slowly find it for everyone after next month."
The third young master frowned and asked, "That's fine with those old salt men, but who are these people? With such a big background, are they going to join this industry?"
There is only so much food. If you eat more, I will eat less. You have to ask carefully about this matter. When you go back, everyone will discuss it and spend some money to go to Beijing and strangle the signs to death.
The warehouse ambassador hurriedly explained: "Young Master is so worried. According to Master Gou, this man's father was originally a minister of the Tianqi Dynasty. Because of his deep background in Donglin, he was forced to retire by Wei Zhongxian. Now, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the Donglin party members were in power again and stood all over the court. So he naturally promoted him to return to the court, and the emperor also approved this matter."
Then he smiled contemptuously: "As a result, this guy is not satisfied with his original official position and wants to take this opportunity to climb up. But you also know that this is the case in the officialdom. If you really have real talent and knowledge, it will be the matter of the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month. I guess your beard will drag on the ground and you will not be able to climb up a few levels. Only this yellow and white thing can you climb quickly."
The third young master smiled: "I understand this. In the capital, there are a few officials in the capital, with the support of our families, and their promising official careers have blocked us a lot of wind and rain."
The warehouse ambassador nodded: "So that young man came here and temporarily demanded a share of 20,000. It was temporary, and he grabbed a quick money and left. At that time, our censor also thought that he would win people when he was in trouble. It would be better than the future, he would be in a high position, and then he would rush to curry favor with him, so he agreed to this matter."
The third young master said: "Mr. Censor is indeed doing a good business, and the investment is worth it. Since that is the case, we will endure this month. No matter what, if that person reaches a high position, he will be considered ours. Even if our 6 companies help Mr. Censor invest together."
The warehouse ambassador gave his thumbs up: "It's still the third young master who is reasonable and has a vision. It's not comparable to those scammers. No wonder your old man handed over this deal on your shoulders so early, and his future is promising."
The third young master smiled proudly and continued to direct his subordinates to load the ship points.
Between the two of them were talking, there was a messy footstep at the entrance of the pier, and a voice came: "Brothers, guard the intersection and the ships in the Yantian field, and no one should be allowed to enter and exit."
The two of them suddenly looked back and saw that they were old acquaintances, Zhou Biao, a hundred household of the Jinyiwei, led a group of Jinyiwei and blocked the entrance to the dock.
The third young master and the warehouse ambassador were shocked at that time. The Jinyiwei should never have appeared here. What happened today?
Before the warehouse ambassador came forward to ask, Zhou Biao walked over with a big man in a python suit, stood in front of the two of them, looking at them coldly, but did not speak. Zhou Biao introduced to the big man: "Master, this is the third son of the salt merchant Jia family, and now the helmsman of the Jia family. This is the warehouse ambassador."
The big man said coldly: "Zhifeng, the commander of the Beizhen Fushishi Tiqi, your crime of selling private salt has been exposed. Now I will take you to Beijing."
After hearing this, the third young master turned pale at that time. Although he was rich enough to compete with a country, he did not fight with officials, let alone the terrifying Tiqi, who was so famous that he was just so charming and elegant, was swept away in a blink of an eye, and the rest was trembling.
However, the warehouse ambassador took a step forward and was about to scold this unruly guy, but the man in the python robe took his hands on his back and threw something in front of him. The warehouse ambassador looked closely and was scared to death. This was a head, or his colleague Governor Li. Without saying a word, he fell to the ground and begged for mercy.
Zhifeng said: "I don't cry until I see the coffin. People come to tie these two guys up, take strict supervision, and control all the ships at the same time. No one is allowed to go ashore to escape."
The Jinyiwei responded with a loud noise, tied up the two of them, then waved the embroidered spring sword, and took close care of the hundreds of civilians.
Everything was done properly, but Zhou Biao asked Zhifeng worriedly: "Sir, we only have this little manpower, and it is a bit difficult to control this situation. Once the Salt Censorate sent a brigade of salt soldiers or launched salt ditches, we would definitely not be able to resist it."
Zhifeng frowned and said, "We don't have to worry about this, because our Tiqi's responsibility is to firmly complete the tasks assigned by the top. Only when we die can we say that the mission failed." Then he glanced at Zhou Biao: "You are already from our Beizhen Fushi, so you have to follow the rules of our Beizhen Fushi. Are you afraid? If you are scared now, it is still time to withdraw."
Zhou Biao smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "Since the moment I stepped into Yuncheng, I have no way out. Besides, the officials also hate these corrupt officials. They are all full of mind and rich, but they have no money and food to raise soldiers, so that the people cannot afford to eat salt or salt. They sell all these precious salt to the enemy country, which is really a disaster for the country and the people. However, the officials are slight and powerless. Now, the great master is here, and I can follow the emperor to eliminate traitors and serve the court."
Zhifeng, who had been cold-faced, showed his smile. Although it looked a little gloomy, it still felt a little close.
Zhifeng patted Zhou Biao on the shoulder: "It would be great if you have such an idea. The lord said that he would work hard to govern and purify the administration. In the future, he would take us to the battlefield to kill the enemy and restore Liaodong. When the task is completed, if you and I don't die, you will surely be granted a wife and a son and shine your ancestors."
Chapter completed!