Chapter 332
Just when Zhang Li and Zhang Rong talked about Zhang Hao, if Yan Song and Lu Ben came out of the Danfang and went to the square of Yuxi Palace, the two of them dared to communicate.
After all, this is Yuxi Palace. If the Jinyiwei listened to it, they would report to Jiajing soon. Therefore, they did not dare to speak and went straight to the square. They dared to talk in a low voice when there was no one around.
"This time the emperor still wants to protect Zhang Hao, and he wants to drag him!" Lu Ben said as he looked at Yan Song.
"Then just drag him. The phenomenon of salt shortage in various places has already occurred. The longer the drag is, the more unfavorable it will be for Zhang Hao. So are you. When you send the salt transfer department to the local people for inquiries, you have to drag it a little. No matter what the result is, you have to drag it!" Yan Song looked at Lu Ben and said in a low voice.
"I know that if Zhang Hao cannot be defeated this time, many people will be unlucky at that time. Zhang Hao wants to collect salt and sell it to the court. Although this is a good thing, many officials will be unlucky because of it. Moreover, it also involves the interests of too many people. This time, Zhang Hao offended more people!" Lu Ben said with a smile, touching his beard.
"He is the marquis, and he is still afraid of this?" Yan Song said sneeringly.
"Ha, are you afraid or not? You will know then. Let's go, let's go back!" Lu Ben said with a little smug at this moment.
On the side of King Jin, King Jin is very satisfied now, because many ministers today agreed to impeachment memorials, including Lu Ben and Yan Song. So this time, Zhang Hao's intention to rectify the salt affairs will definitely fail. In the end, the benefits of the salt will still fall into the hands of the King of Jin. The only thing that makes King Jin feel that the price is a bit too high this time, but the salt merchants have promised to pay.
"Prince, you said, when will the matter of dealing with Zhang Hao will have a result?" A clan member looked at King Jin and asked.
"It won't be that fast. How could the emperor deal with Zhang Hao so quickly? He had to wait until news came from Shanxi before saying that, by the way, is there a shortage of salt in other places now?" King Jin asked at the people.
"That's right, your highness, there are also problems with salt shortages everywhere. The salt merchants in Shanxi supply all over the country. Now their salt is not for sale, so can there be salt for sale in other places?" The clan members said happily.
"That's good. As long as there are a large number of shortages in two provinces, Zhang Hao's problem will be big. Let's wait here in the capital!" King Jin looked at the people proudly and said, thinking to himself, is it better for Jiajing to lose this time, or should the salt merchants cooperate?
The next morning, after Zhang Hao got up, he took some imperial guards and Jinyiwei to set off. He wanted to see the salt farms and salt households, and wanted to know the specific output. Zhang Hao had just left Taiyuan City, and Zhu Xinlong knew it, but he didn't know where Zhang Hao was going.
It was almost noon, Zhang Hao arrived at the salt field and saw that the salt field was filled with a lot of salt. The salt households were still working. When they saw so many officers and soldiers coming, they all stopped and looked at Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao also dismounted and walked straight to the salt fields. When the salt households saw Zhang Hao coming, they all knelt down.
"Uncle, get up, why are you kneeling?" Zhang Hao saw them kneeling and immediately called them up.
"Yes, lord!" Several middle-aged men stood up and looked at Zhang Hao tremblingly. There had never been so many officers and soldiers in their salt field, and they were very worried.
"Why don't you sell so much salt? Didn't those salt merchants come to collect it?" Zhang Hao asked as he looked at them.
"All of them have been collected. They have no place to pile them up, so they put them in our salt farm. There are still many done in our family. These are not completely done, but the salt merchant has already made a reservation!" One of the middle-aged men bowed and said.
"Oh, I'm settled, that's not bad. Seeing you making so much salt, I guess the income is still good!" Zhang Hao nodded and said, "The salt merchants there said that the output this year is small and nonsense. There are also a large number of semi-finished products piled up in the salt fields here.
"No, it's all hard-earned money, only 2 cents per pound, and we have a tax of 10%!" Another middle-aged man said to Zhang Hao.
"Isn't it exempted this year?" Zhang Hao looked at them in surprise and asked in surprise.
"No, I haven't heard of it. Our taxes were paid by those salt merchants!" When those people heard this, they felt very strange. They really didn't know the news.
"Don't you know?" Zhang Hao heard that the fire was so popular that those salt merchants were too unwilling to do so? Only one pound of salt was sold at 50 pounds of salt on the market. Now they still have to pay taxes from those salt merchants? That's really insatiable.
"We really don't know!" the people immediately shook their heads and said.
"Well, there will be a notice at that time. By the way, how much salt can you produce in a month? For example, how many labor force can you produce?" Zhang Hao asked one of the middle-aged men.
"Sir, my family can get about 300 kilograms. I have three strong laborers in my family! There are children, my wife, help me!" The man immediately bowed and said.
"A strong laborer is 100 kilograms, 200 cents. In a year, there are more than 2 taels of silver, which is not bad!" Zhang Hao nodded and said when he heard this.
"My jokingly, how can it be sunny every day? And now it's winter, and the output is extremely high. A family of our strong laborers will probably get about 800 kilograms a year. After the tax payer, we can get 1,400 cents, and we can barely survive!" The man said to Zhang Hao with a wry smile.
"Oh, thank you for your hard work for a year and only has that little money?" Zhang Hao nodded and said when he heard this.
"Sir, are you?" the man looked at Zhang Hao and asked. "I am not one of them, I just took the soldiers here and saw so many salt fields here. It felt very spectacular, so come and take a look!" Zhang Hao said with a smile.
"Are you a general? Fighting on the frontier is not easy. My brother is in the army even in Xuanhua. It has been three years since he was a soldier!" A man standing next to him immediately said with a smile.
"Oh, uncle has a vicious look. It's okay, I'm a general!" Zhang Hao said with a smile and gave the man a thumbs up.
"General, go to the house to have a tea. My brother is also in the army. I know it is very difficult for them and there is not much money. They have to train wars every day!" The man said to Zhang Hao happily.
"No, I'll take a look and leave immediately. I won't bother you. By the way, how many loads of salt can be produced in the salt fields here in a year?" Zhang Hao immediately said to the man.
"In a year, here is at least 1 million dan. Walking south and west from here, there are salt fields!" The man pointed to the south and west and said to Zhang Hao.
"Oh, there are quite a few, enough for the people of the Ming Dynasty to eat for more than a month!" Zhang Hao nodded to those people and said,
The output here is really quite large. For more than a month, it is because many people like to pickle things. If they are used purely for cooking, they will probably be able to use them in three months. However, many wealthy families consume a lot of salt. In addition, Zhang Hao also knows that some people smuggled salt abroad, and they make a lot of money and consume a lot of money.
"Sir, that must be enough!" the man said with a smile at Zhang Hao.
"Okay, you guys are busy first. I won't disturb you from working, I'll take a look!" Zhang Hao did not reveal his identity. If he revealed it, those people would probably not dare to tell the truth.
Although the people were afraid of the identity of the military master, they still lacked some precautions. So Zhang Hao continued to walk forward, wanting to find more people to ask, and in addition, he wanted to grasp the real situation of the salt household here.
Zhang Hao traveled around Yantian for almost two hours before returning to Taiyuan City. At this moment, Shen Lian of the Jinyiwei was already waiting for Zhang Hao here.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Hao looked at Shen Lian and asked.
"The emperor has heard a message asking you to write a letter back, and in addition, report on the situation here!" Shen Lian said to Zhang Hao.
"What the emperor said, who are you lying to?" Zhang Hao said with a blank look on Zhang Hao.
"Really, brothers are coming from the capital. I'll come here to notify you!" Shen Lian followed Zhang Hao and said.
"I'm idle, I'm just a few days old, so I'll write a letter back?" Zhang Hao said unhappily. His words looked ugly. He didn't know that, so he asked him to write a letter.
"Sir, the emperor probably is worried about the people's salt. Now he doesn't know that you have started distributing salt!" Shen Lian said after Zhang Hao.
"Well, it's okay. If I don't write, I won't write it. Then I'll say that my handwriting is ugly and I'll be fined. Am I sick?" Zhang Hao waved his hand and said.
"Ah, sir, why don't you say, I'll write it?" Shen Lian asked Zhang Hao when he heard this.
Zhang Hao heard this, thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "It's OK, go!"
Then Zhang Hao arrived at the study room, where Shen Lian grind the ink. Zhang Hao thought about it and reported the situation here to Jiajing. However, Zhang Hao didn't say what he wanted to do next, and he couldn't say it. These things can only be done, not said. Soon, Shen Lian wrote it and gave it to Zhang Hao for a review.
"The handwriting is so beautiful, why can't I write it well?" Zhang Hao praised Shen Lian.
"Sir, you haven't practiced much, of course you write a little worse, but you can practice more, sir!" Shen Lian immediately said as he flattered Zhang Hao.
Chapter completed!