As a salt steward in the province, Fusen was naturally very clear about Chen Zuiyue. However, when the chicken legs hit people with weak teeth and took the money, he could only perfunctorily. This time, he took an errand at the Futai Lord, and he did not dare to act deaf and live a vague life. However, although Chen Zuiyue was a very powerful smuggling leader, not only was he famous in the province, but many people had heard of his name in Yangzhou where salt merchants gathered, but it was not his turn as a salt steward to be responsible for the arrest. What he had to do was to take out Chen Zuiyue's name and approximate resume. The rest of the matter was naturally informed by the Futai Lord, and then sent the arrest camp to handle the work.

When he returned to the mansion, the servant came over to pay his respects: "Go and find Tang Aqi."

"twitter!"

Tang Aqi is from Hankou, a guy who eats the sun during the day and the moon at night. But unlike those "broken boot parties", he knew a few words, put on a long gown, did some tricks, talked about tea, and cheated. He had a nickname called Youliu Gui. He received a meal at the Salt Affairs Bureau, but he did not take the job and did not earn any money. He was only responsible for contacting Fusen's salt merchants and receiving bribes. He relied on his familiarity and connections, and he earned a fortune for himself.

The bad guy went to the street for a long time before finally finding him at a home of a local prostitute named Little Red Riding Hood: "Old Tang... go with me quickly, sir, look for him if you have something to do."

Tang Aqi got up and put on his long gown. While tying his buttons, he asked, "What's so urgent?"

"I don't know either. It's just that the lord asked you to find you. Let's go with me."

The two of them returned to Fusen's mansion. After greeting him, Fusen looked at him up and down a few times: "Old Tang, are you very proud recently?"

"It's all up to adults to cultivate!"

"Even if I am willing to cultivate it, I'm afraid it will take a few days."

Tang Aqi was stunned for a moment: "Sir, what does this mean?"

Fusen sighed: "Let's talk serious. Today, Master Futai asked me to come,..."

After hearing Fu Sen's words, Tang Aqi's face was a little tight. Chen Zuiyue was the biggest financial backer of Hubei Salt Transport Bureau. If he was really caught, he would naturally have the national law and had nothing to do with others. But if he was not strict and told about the bribery over the years, what could he do?

Take a step back, Chen Zuiyue has no real evidence to prove his words. Without this financial support, everyone in this situation is used to being too big. What should I do? But he is a smart person after all. After the panic at the beginning, he quickly calmed down and looked at Fu Sen. He was crawling with the short beard under his chin with a small comb of a boxwood, as if he was not concerned about his own affairs. However, he did not know that such a pretentious sign of things was even more suspicious in Tang Aqi's eyes: "Sir,"

"Hmm?" Fusen snorted in his nose and looked up at him: "What?"

"Sir, can you let Futai and the others do this..." Seeing Fu Sen's sect's daggers as if nothing had happened, the following words must be considered seriously: "Sir, Chen Zuiyue is a salt vendor. Although she is also a good friend of us, she finally violated the national law. The court naturally wants to arrest him. But what if he takes him after he catches him? It may not be a crime. He has his own way, or he will come out without any trouble. We don't have to worry about him."

Fusen sucked a few sips of water, lifted his eyelids, and looked leisurely: "You can't watch him fall into the water but leave your hands alone. If you spread it out, I'll become a villain who ignores my friends? If he really has nothing to do, what I'm doing today will also leave a little bit of love for you to meet in the future?"

"What the adults are teaching."

"However, this matter is important to the secret and cannot be heard by the third person." Fusen put down Shuiyan: "This matter always gives you a good look to the adults. The specific amount is, Lao Tang, you have worked hard to go to Jijiazui once and tell Lao Chen my words. He is waiting for the matter, and it will not make it difficult for you to do it."

The so-called good-looking thing is a trick played by some salt owls and officials: whenever the upper reaches are forced, the anti-smuggling officers and soldiers must make some explanations, so they will put a few bags of private salt on donkeys, or throw them in the cabin, intentionally throw them to the officers and soldiers, and they will report their merits. They will be slap in business, but in fact they have no credit at all. Some salt owls are willing to sacrifice and really get the whole ship of private salt as seized smuggling goods, which can really be swearing.

Tang Aqi naturally understood the meaning of the other party's words, and hurriedly stated solemnly: "My master's business, my subordinates know the importance of the important things, just ask. Otherwise, it will harm the official affairs of several masters and good friends, how could I do such a ignorant thing?" As he said that, he stood up: "If the master has no other instructions, I will go now?"

There is a Tongyu Salt Inn in Hankou City, which is a secret place for Chen Zuiyue to deal with various yamen in the city. Whether it is salt affairs, government offices, arrest camps, or miscellaneous yamen, all of them convey messages through it.

When Tang Aqi arrived, a man happened to come out of him. He was tall and had two black beards. He met him face to face. Tang Aqi hurriedly asked him to come and go: "Sir, Tang Aqi, please give you peace."

The man who came out was named Chen and was named Huixing. He was a general in charge of the general affairs camp of Mianyangzhou Town. He had always been in charge of the accounts between him and Tongyu. This time he came here to get the "monthly rules" of this month as usual. Jijiazui was under the jurisdiction of Yongzhou Town. Ale Jinga was the general in the town, so he was naturally the object of Chen Zuiyue's "filial piety". Moreover, it was the largest share among them, but no one knew what it was.

Chen Bashang nodded politely, his face full of smiles: "Old Tang, where have you made a fortune recently?"

"Where, don't you know me yet? You just follow us and have a meal. You can't compare to Lord Chen." Tang Aqi asked, "Sir, why did you come to the Mansion City today?"

"He came with my general, Master Futai has something to explain."

Tang Aqi knew what was probably for, so he exchanged greetings with the other party for a few words. The two bowed and walked into the salt bank.

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Ale Jing A strode into the hall, and went to the main hall to kneel down respectfully and kowtowed to him: "I am humble, please see the Lord."

"Come on, come on, come on, come on. Yuzhai," Gong Yu called his words, smiled warmly, and waved his hand to let him sit down: "This time I came to you across the river, there is something to discuss with you."

"My lord, I dare not take the position of humbleness. I have the right to give it my order. I will be punished by the low-ranking position!" The general was a second-rank official, but the governor was from the second-rank. However, the Qing Dynasty was more civil than military, and the governor was appointed as the Minister of War, and he had the power to control the military affairs of a province. Therefore, Ale Jing A had to give a great gift, but Gong Yu just gave it his hand.

Ale Jinga is the Manchurian Red Banner, surnamed Abul. He turned out to be Yi? When he was the prince, he listened to the guard in the mansion. In the autumn of the 27th year of Daoguang, Yi? caused a disaster (see the following text for details), which caused Ale Jinga and two other guards to be beaten up, and then transferred from the mansion to serve as deputy general of the Zhaoqing Association of Guangdong. After the New Year, he was transferred to Mianyangzhou Town and served as the general.

"Speaking is heavy, speaking is heavy." Gong Yu and others knew that Ale was from a guard, and were promoted to the position of general with military merits. They were illiterate. When they spoke, they naturally brought some words from the 'speaker'. They sounded unkind and did not think it was offensive: "My brother Yuzhai is very talented, everyone admires it. Mianyang Town is busy with official duties, but you are in good order. Our mansion and the general both see it."

"Thank you, sir, I dare not take the position of humble position."

"It's a tricky business to come to you this time. I think as long as your brother is willing to help, there is no reason why you can't do it."

This was a big hat and forced himself to put it on his head. Ale Jing A couldn't help the scholars' hearts. He thought that the Futai Lord was sincerely praising him, and he smiled happily: "Thank you, the Grand Marshal and Futai Lord, respect me, and you will definitely serve me."

Gong Yu and Lao Chongguang looked at each other and smiled: "The emperor has an order to investigate and punish the rampant salt owls in our province. The largest salt owl in this province is Chen Zuiyue from Jijiazui. I think Jijiazui is under the rule of your brother Yuzhai, and you will be responsible for the investigation. No matter how suitable it is, it will be gone. What do you think?"

Ale Jinga blinked and felt very regretful! Although he was rude and unwilling, he was not a fool after all. Moreover, he took his money every month and now he was going to arrest him. How could the world have such a reason? But he had said it, and there was no room for reversal. He muttered in his heart, and his mouth became even more clumsy: "Sir, there are private salt everywhere. If you want to cut it off, you are afraid it is not...you can do it in one day."

"I know that private salt has been rampant for a long time, but the imperial edict is brilliant, we must give an explanation." Gong Yu was full of official voice, his eyes half-open and half-closed, "Do you know who is Chen Zuiyue?"

"I know a little bit about the job. I'm also hearing it, I'm afraid I can't be sure."

"You can say whatever you know. Tell me what you have any questions. If you want someone or money, I can make peace with you here. I can't pay any discounts at all."

Ale Jinga thought for a long time and finally squeezed out a sentence: "Sir, I am a rough man. I will say whatever I have in my heart. If it is said wrong, please forgive me."

"You said, you said."

His general meaning is that the rivers in Hubei Province are crisscrossing and the waterways are extremely developed. Chen Zuiyue started his business by selling salt through waterways and was very familiar with it. If he sent an official army to force the arrest camp, he would flee in a small boat when he saw that the situation was not good. Whether it was the Yangtze River, the Han River, or the vast water and sky at the junction of the two lakes, where would he go to find it? At most, he could only destroy his den in Jijiazui, which was not very effective. He could start a stove next to him and start over. At that time, he would have to spend a lot of energy and subordinates. In the end, he would only make the official army exhausted, and Yu Zhengshi would have no help.

Gong Yu and Lao Chongguang did not expect that a rough man like him who had never read books could speak such a big truth. Although he was very messy, he thought about it seriously and felt deeply: "Since Brother Yuzhai has seen this, I think he has a plan?"

In this case, Ale Jing A would not rashly express it. He immediately made a decision. He said, "After Rong Bei's posting continues, he will study it carefully." He temporarily passed on the matter perfunctory.

In the afternoon, the child started to have a fever again and went to the hospital for treatment. Finally, he decided to be hospitalized - he was admitted tomorrow morning.

Under such circumstances, the update tonight will be maintained, and starting tomorrow, it can only be paused indefinitely.
Chapter completed!