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"In other words, the Yan Yan Censor's Office in Shanxi already has its own independent armed forces and can serve the court under the tolerance of the court. But once the court cannot tolerate it, he will be an independent kingdom?" Judging from Zhao Xing's investigation report today, this matter is quite serious.

Since he had joined the Beizhen Fushi, he was a family. Zhou Biao gave a gift and reported without any concealment: "Because the salt profit is so great that it can make people take risks. Although it will not rebel, in order to protect their interests, it can reach the point of threatening the court."

"Do they dare to do this?" Zhao Xing asked back in shock.

"Sir, enough interests are enough."

"How to judge?" Zhao Xing knew the matter was serious, but he really didn't expect it to be so serious.

Zhou Biao said: "The profit of salt is so great that it can buy the world. In the past two years, the salt tax has been justified, and the profiteering is only a few hundred people. These hundreds of people are connected with every bureaucrat. Every salt merchant can be compared with a country with wealth. For example, the salt merchant surnamed Zhao in our Yuncheng spent 100,000 taels of silver on his birthday. When he married a daughter, his dowry reached one million. At that time, it caused a sensation in the entire Yuncheng Shanxi and became a legend that has been passed down through the ages."

Zhao Xing said hatefully: "The border troops can't even eat bran and vegetables, but they are so extravagant and hateful."

Zhou Biao smiled bitterly: "Sir, maybe I don't know yet, how much filial piety this salt merchant gives to the Salt Censor's Office every year? It's no less than one million taels of silver."

Poverty really limits a person's imagination. What is the concept of millions of silver and in later generations? 300 million yuan.

Under such sugar-coated shells, you are really thinking too much about finding another honest official. Even if there are one or two honest officials, they have already been squeezed out by corrupt officials.

"Once the superiors investigate, they will use silver to stuff their mouths, and the vested interests above will naturally shut up. Even the excuses of the enemy burning the salt pond can be made, so what else can't be done? And what if, what if, for example, if such a righteous man is like an adult, two thousand salt soldiers, plus ten thousand salt soldiers who have been completely bought by them, can they dare to touch them? And the combat effectiveness of these salt soldiers and salt soldiers is far greater than that of the official army."

Zhao Xing fell into silence, and was truly silent.

The huge profits are enough to allow them to buy people who don’t know the truth, and the system of getting enough food and clothing to match people is simply a matter of making salt dick willing to work for them. Now it seems that this is an iron plate that cannot be moved.

"Can't you really move? For the sake of the entire court and for the soldiers on three sides" Zhao Xing angrily smashed his fist on the desk: "Then I'll move him, it's just a death-breaking attack."

Since you want to move, you need to have a plan.

"Shouyi."

"Subordinate is here."

"You can find a fine brother right away."

Mao Shouyi turned around and went out. After a while, a capable brother appeared in front of Zhao Xing.

Zhao Xing wrote a letter at the desk and said to the brother: "For safety, I am just a document to dispatch troops. But you have to tell Mr. Zhao Zi that if you lead General Wang to secretly move south, you will quietly station troops in Hancheng, and then dispatch Jinyiwei to secretly control the Yellow River Ferry and ships in Hancheng. Once I have something to do here, I can arrive as soon as possible."

"yes."

"Also, order Zhifeng to bring all the ti cavalry to Yuncheng quietly and ready to fight at any time."

"yes."

He handed the dispatching documents to this subordinate and ordered again: "At the same time, notify Lord Hong and immediately stop the investigation of Dingbian Salt Field to avoid alarming the snakes and avoid danger. Remember?"

"I remember it."

"Go."

The subordinate turned around and disappeared outside the door.

"Zhou Biao."

"Subordinate is here."

"For the Shanxi Yan Censor, we should be polite and then soldiers first, so we should first find out the evidence. Therefore, in the past few days, you must carefully investigate the officials of the Yan Yan Censor's Office, and the evidence must be conclusive."

"Subordinates obey the order."

Zhao Xing said to Mao Shouyi: "I think that Qianfeng Mountain is the most likely evidence of their crime. We will go and investigate tomorrow and must see what the secret is there."

Mao Shouyi nodded.

After arranging these things, Zhao Xing tossed and turned all night. When he washed up again and was about to explore Qianfeng Mountain, the small courtyard gate was pushed open from outside. Master Gou appeared outside and bowed to Zhao Xing, who was full of salt, and said, "Good morning, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Xing was stunned, quickly rinsed his mouth, and then greeted warmly: "I said I had a good dream last night, but I didn't think it was a visit by the gentleman. The distinguished guest, the guest, the guest, the enemy, the enemy, the offense, the offense, the offense."

Master Gou looked at Zhao Xing with his head tilted, and said with a smile: "As a master, his best skills are to observe his words and expressions. I think the young master didn't dream all night last night, but he didn't sleep all night."

Zhao Xing smiled awkwardly: "I made the gentleman say it well. If you don't have any wishes, how can you sleep well?"

Master Gou, who was invited by Zhao Xing, asked with a funny smile: "Is this deal so important to the young master?"

Mr. Gou sat down. After Zhao Xing lifted his robe and sat with him, he sighed: "It's really not to be hindered. My father urgently needs a turnover of funds. Only with this profit and the savings at home can we accomplish things."

Master Gou asked with a smile: "Is the other person's goal so big?"

Zhao Xing deliberately smiled bitterly: "The emperor has the idea of ​​letting his father come back, but if he can be loyal to the emperor and share his worries to repay the emperor's grace of knowing his grace, he needs a position that can do practical things. So, these moves are necessary."

Master Gou laughed: "Learn, understand." Then he still brought closer to Zhao Xing and complained: "Now, people have become more concerned about profit and over righteousness. If you do anything, you have to move around with favors. If your favors are not in place, then no one will do anything for you. The young master said, right?"

Zhao Xing nodded in agreement: "Lingran, lingran." Then he said directly to the inner room: "Boss, bring the crude gifts I have prepared."

As a result, the room replied twice, and then became silent for a while. The two sisters walked out with a small box with a smile on their faces, placed it on the table, and then returned to the room in harmony.

Seeing this situation, when he looked at Zhao Xing's embarrassing expression, Master Gou couldn't help laughing: "The blessing of Qi people is really hard to bear."

Zhao Xing quickly pushed the small box and said to Master Gou in embarrassment: "I thought there was no hope for things, but after all, I had a meeting and prepared a small farewell gift to send it. But I didn't expect that the gentleman came over, so let's give it to him first."

Master Gou glanced at the small box, which looked like a hundred taels of gold. He looked at Zhao Xing with fun: "Is the young master leaving?"

Zhao Xing smiled helplessly: "Things cannot be done, I have to go to other places to think of ways. The emperor's intention is urgent, and my father can't always make excuses to postpone, so he has to leave."
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