The first time I saw that the two sides of the lobby of the Salt Supervisor's Yamen were not yamen runners, but ghost-faced armored soldiers. These armored soldiers were holding long swords more than one person tall, and the blades were half a person long. Imagining the scene of a knife of this length piercing into the human body, the salt merchants felt a little chilled all over.

Some people shrank and stood behind evasively, and suddenly stood out several big salt merchants with their heads raised and their toes raised.

These people stood in the forefront and unknowingly opened a few steps away from the people behind.

They didn't feel it, nor did they look back. As soon as they came up, they first bowed to the supervisor according to the rules, looked at Changsun Hong who was sitting in the upper position, hesitated for a moment in confusion, bowed slightly, and bowed.

"No gifts." Changsun Hong said stingingly.

This sentence of silence was very stylish when he said it. Wu Zhaozu's face turned black and purple. Several salt merchants observed his words and expressions and knew that the person sitting on it was a little wrong.

"This lord is..." Li Chengyuan, the brother-in-law of the Ministry of Revenue's Salt Iron and Iron Department, asked suspiciously with a big belly.

Wu Zhaozu looked expressionless and said coldly: "This is Lord Changsun Hong Changsun, the envoy of the Rongzhou Troupe. He said that he was sent by the commander to preside over the salt transaction."

Team training envoy?

Organize the salt sales?,

This is the first time I heard about it. Is it a military general to host it? Isn’t this a mess?

"However, I did not receive any official documents from the General Office."

Wu Zhaozu added.

His face blinked in the direction of the salt merchant.

The salt merchants were stunned and immediately reminisce.

There is a fraud!

My brother-in-law had no choice but to stand up first, frowned and asked, "Sir Changsun, you have not been able to preside over the affairs here according to the law. It is very profitable and has a very important relationship. What are you a little military officer?

"According to the laws of the Song Dynasty, civil and military affairs are righteous, military officers are not allowed to abdicate power. Lord Changsun leads troops to the Salt Supervision Office, which is not his own duties. What is this to do?"

"Do you want to force yourself to buy and sell?"

"Hmph! It's outrageous! Is there really no king's law? I have never seen such a strange thing in my life!"

"A strange thing! A strange thing!"

Someone was the first to make a bird, and the salt merchants suddenly became like boiling water, and they were filled with indignation and noisy. They were making noises in the hall and pointed at each other.

Wu Zhaozu turned his back to Changsun Hong, sneered repeatedly, and was secretly happy, thinking that no matter whether Changsun Hong came here, he would not be able to get out of office. If it was fake, this guy must be crazy; if it was true, it means that Wang Kui, deputy envoy of Xichuan, did not dare to take this responsibility, and deliberately did not write, and he could not find out afterwards.

The salt production is huge profits, and you can be a rich man in Jiangnan for a year. It is not that easy for these big-headed soldiers to get into a gang.

Humph, he secretly looked back and wanted to see Changsun Hong's reaction.

"Bang!"

A thing wiped his turn and flew out.

"bump!"

It accurately hit the brother-in-law of the Yanti-Secretariat of the Ministry of Revenue.

After the object hit the person, it exploded with a crisp sound, and the flying fragments gathered several people around him.

Everyone was shocked and involuntarily spread around, leaving behind a brother-in-law who fell to the ground with his back on the sky.

He had a big swollen bag on his forehead and bleeding from his nose. He didn't even hum and fainted.

He probably didn't see clearly what happened before he fainted.

Looking at the object, it was actually a sign on the table in the yamen hall. It was made of brass and it was very heavy. This thing hits a person's head and is light in coma.

The flying fragments were the bamboo sticks inside the sign. After the sign hit my brother-in-law, the bamboo sticks flew out randomly and scattered all over the floor.

Wu Zhaozu widened his eyes, opened his mouth incredibly, shook a few times, and then turned around and looked in the direction where the sign was thrown out.

Changsun Hong kept throwing his right hand with force, leaned forward slightly, and turned his neck comfortably, slowly sat back on the chair like a scattered exercise.

The lobby that was just now yelled was silent immediately.

Everyone was stunned.

Beat someone!

Really fight?

The first time I saw an official smashing someone with a sign in the lobby, it was horrifying!

"Sorry, everyone, I'm used to fighting with the Mongolians, and I couldn't help it for a while, conditioned reflexes."

Changsun Hong smiled and apologized to everyone without any sincerity.

No one responded, who dared to speak?

There was also copper paperweight, a gavel, oh, and a knife on the long table.

These things are heavier than signing the bullet. If the soldier leader can't help but hit it, no matter who hits it, the fate will not be lighter than his brother-in-law.

"Take this merchant out and find a doctor to take a look." Changsun Hong ordered the officials in the corner as if he had nothing to do, as if the sign that hit someone was not thrown away by him.

"You, you, you..." Wu Zhaozu's body shook into a sieve. I don't know if it was because of shock or anger, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"Mr. Wu's mouth is not straight, so stop talking." Changsun Hong pointed at him kindly, then ignored him and turned his face to the salt merchants.

"Everyone comes from afar to make money, why do you have to make more trouble? If you get upset, you will not only not make money, but you will also easily lose your life." Changsun Hong said sincerely, with an expression of "for your own good": "Although the Mongolian army retreated, there are many scattered soldiers and ravings. Sichuan is full of mountains, and the officers and soldiers are hiding where they are hidden, so the world is not peaceful here. There are often business travelers robbed on the road, and both people and money are gone. Why bother?"

Everyone's face turned pale.

**A threat of nakedness!

"There have been several such incidents this month. Everyone understands that although the Commander Office is trying hard to fight against them, they are suffering from insufficient military pay and shortage of food. They cannot recruit soldiers and horses. They can only protect the insurance. When they cannot, please ask for more blessings."

Changsun Hong spread his hands together, and his unhelpful sense of powerlessness was very real.

Everyone's faces turned paler.

These things really happened. Since the first month of the year, many small plundering teams of Mongolian troops have indeed wandered on the Chengdu plains. They are basically Semu people and northern Han people, with horses roaring around, and they are specially designed to pick up teams of business travelers, killing and looting, and they are hard to guard against.

However, because there was no news that the salt team was robbed, the salt merchants only heard that they had no personal feelings. However, the meaning of it from Changsun Hong's mouth is different.

"Everyone must be very worried, right? The Command and Inspector Department is also very worried. As the Rongzhou Troupe Training Commission, the town will be safe and the two salt prisons are adjacent to each other, and they are also worried."

Changsun Hong stood up and joined everyone. He watched the servants who came in outside the door lifted a stretcher that was still bleeding from his unconscious nose. He continued, "The problem is that we have no soldiers and Xichuan is so big, what should we do? The court is also in difficulty. I hope the superiors will have to wait until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month, so we can only save ourselves, but how can we raise the money?"

He looked at the salt merchant with a smile, his eyes shining, as if he was looking at the golden pile of money, which made everyone feel creepy.

"I can only rely on you to cooperate. The rules are very simple. All the Xichuan salt products are from Ruifuxiang. If you buy salt, you will buy it in Ruifuxiang. I have calculated that the price of Ruifuxiang will only be a little higher than that of the salt supervisor. If you ship it out, you will make less money. It is not easy for all the big merchants who are rich in wealth."
Chapter completed!