But what is the connection between Si Yu's private salt and the peasant uprising in Nanxun?

Song Zhao's eyebrows were twisted into small bumps, and suddenly he felt happy. "Did the private salt business that the Grand Governor did cooperate with the Nanxun County Magistrate?"

"The Song family Zhaozhao is indeed smart and clear." Fu Nanqian looked at Song Zhao with praise, and then sighed, "You know that doing private salt is not a matter of seeing the light. Once you are discovered and reported, the consequences will be unimaginable.

For safety reasons, I originally planned to make 500 kilograms of private salt every year, and even if it is discovered, I can make excuses to leave it alone.

But this time the Grand Governor was not sure what was stimulating, so he actually wanted to transport all the private salt in the warehouse to Nanxun, sell it and raise 100,000 private soldiers."

Raising private soldiers is illegal, not to mention that you need 100,000 private soldiers.

This is the number of sergeants who can capture a city.

Are the powerful ministers crazy? Why did they suddenly act like this?

Song Zhao pursed her lips tightly.

The point that had been blurry in her mind suddenly became clear.

She finally remembered.

After quelling the peasant uprising in her previous life, she heard from her father that it was the private goods escorted by Si Yu that appeared in the warehouse of the riot, so she was labeled as the commander behind the scenes.

It is not difficult to guess that the batch of goods sent to Nanxun must have been intercepted by the envoy from the peasant uprising, becoming the origin of his bad reputation.

That thing will happen a year later.

The powerful ministers are now going to start taking action in advance!

If history is about to repeat itself, wouldn’t it be that she and the powerful ministers will be wiped out this time?

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Song Zhao could no longer sit still.

She asked Lingdang to return home to deliver a letter, and she wanted to go to Nanxun with Si Yu recently and told them not to worry about it, so she hurriedly rushed to Si Yu's schoolyard.

Schoolyard.

Si Yuzheng sat in the lobby with his personal guards to discuss matters, and the atmosphere was particularly tense.

When Song Zhao came in from the main gate, he was seen by the Black Shield Army guarding at the door and shouted in surprise, "It's the mistress here!"

Song Zhao's mouth twitched.

What is the name of middle-aged and elderly women?

A circle of black black shield soldiers surrounded him, all looking at Song Zhao like fairies.

"You are talking nonsense, what's your name? Miss Song is not our master's wife yet. You want to call Princess Zhaoyang."

Song Zhao won glory for the country at the exchange meeting, and the story of Rongfeng Princess had already spread throughout the capital.

The Black Shield Army was already grateful to Song Zhao for the last weapon incident, and now she shouted with honor, "Princess Zhaoyang is blessed!"

Song Zhao, "You're welcome."

It can be seen that the powerful ministers are very good at leading people.

She asked calmly, "Will it be convenient to take me to the Grand Governor?"

"Convenient, please come here to Princess Zhaoyang!"

The soldiers responded with a smile, completely treating Song Zhao as their own, and rushed to the lobby.

But at the door, Yun Xiu blocked it.

"Sister Yunxiu." The soldiers restrained their smiles and said naturally, "Prince Zhaoyang comes to see the Grand Governor. Go and make the pot of tea. You want to make the best milk tea. Princess Zhaoyang is so delicate that she can't drink ordinary tea."

Yun Xiu's face was expressionless. Seeing that the soldiers valued Song Zhao so much, his attitude towards Song Zhao was far higher than that of himself who took care of their daily life every day...

She took a deep breath, with the gentle expression on the surface, "Miss Song, please wait a moment. The Grand Governor and his personal guard are discussing military secrets, so they may not be able to see outsiders."

Song Zhao sneered lightly.
Chapter completed!