On August 24, the night on the first day of Jia Huan's arrival in Yangzhou was not calm. The family members and servants of the Zheng family in the city did not resist. However, in other industries outside the city and at the dock, the resistance was very fierce.

The crime of trafficking in singular salt is a death sentence.

The news that the Zheng family was confiscated for trafficking in silt salt quickly spread throughout Yangzhou. Then they went to Yangzhou Prefecture, Huai'an Prefecture, Zhenjiang Prefecture, and Yingtian Prefecture.

Wang Heting, the first merchant of Yangzhou salt merchant, did not go to the Xin'an Guild Hall in Yangzhou City last night. Instead, he sat at home. Because he was working with Sha Sheng and Jia Huan. House searching could not fall on him, so why should he be nervous?

The one who knows you best is often your enemy. The Hui merchants and Shanxi merchants among the Yangzhou salt merchants have been in a day or two. The Zheng family can be so clean and neat, so the information is naturally provided by him. They can catch them all in one go!

On the morning of the 25th, while Wang Heting was drinking tea in the backyard, a beautiful concubine came in and said in a sweet voice: "Master, the uncle sent someone in to ask for instructions. Mr. Ma, Mr. Yan, and six others came to visit."

Wang Heting smiled relaxedly and said, "I'll change my clothes, and now I'll go out." Under the service of my concubine, he changed his clothes and went to the main hall in the front yard to meet the six Hui merchants who came.

Wang Heting was in his fifties, wide and fat, wearing autumn clothes, and was a little bloated. He stepped in, looked around his fellow villagers and smiled and said, "What's there to panic about you? We have been cooperating with Shafutai to provide disaster relief. No matter what, the matter won't happen to us."

Another big salt merchant, Ma Juntai, smiled bitterly, said, "Brother Wang, that's what he said. But the movements and the momentum of last night..., Hi. We recommended it to our fellow villagers! We asked you to speak out."

Since last year's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference, Wang Heting has gained fame with Jia Huan's famous works and became the number one salt merchant in Yangzhou City. He has a high prestige among Hui merchants.

Wang Heting smiled calmly, sat down, and said, "Okay. I will visit Shafutai in a while. Our Hui merchants contribute money and efforts to help Shafutai, and the court overcomes difficulties. The benefits are indispensable. Our family has many homes."

This sentence immediately made all the salt merchants' eyes lit up. The salt merchants' fundamentals are the wreaths that have been passed down from generation to generation in the syllabus. The Zheng family's wreaths have more than 60,000 entries. If they can eat the Wang family, they can also share a lot!

The atmosphere in the living room gradually became warmer, and Wang Heting asked his eldest son Wang Youhong to arrange breakfast. There were many varieties and a pot of good wine. Several people discussed various matters. As for how to divide the Zheng family’s homework, I will not talk about it now. I still have to wait.

If Hui merchants take the team correctly, they will definitely enjoy the benefits in the end. As for the matter in Jinling, the grain prices have nothing to do with Yangzhou.

At about 10 o'clock in the morning, Wang Heting took his eldest son out and went to the governor's office.

…

After circumcising the Zheng family, the memorial of the governor of Huaiyang Sha Sheng to report his handling opinions to the court was sent to the capital through the court's official document system the next morning.

The handling opinion is: the man was born in Qiongzhou and his family was sent to Jiaofangsi.

Sha Sheng wrote another secret memorial to the emperor.

These memorials and copywriting were all handled by Mr. He before going to Songjiang Prefecture. Such memorials are very exquisite, and truly reflect the Chinese language and art of power struggle. They must be an aide who is old in this way, and Jia Huan's current level is not yet reached.

Jia Huan entered Shasheng's shogunate and the first copy he handled was to issue a stern-worded official document to the prefectures and counties under his jurisdiction: The court's disaster relief money and food are often less than three in the hands of the victims. The cold winter is approaching and the people are struggling. From now on, if there are any corruption of disaster relief money and food, please refer to the Zheng family to deal with it. The department will not be careless. You and others are good at serving the king...

The second official document is to be selected to select officials at all levels of prefectures and counties to exchange and inspect local areas, supervise disaster relief matters, and supervise the distribution of money and grain.

On the evening of August 27, Jia Huan took his entourage to send Master He and He Yuanlong to Songjiang Prefecture at the Dongguan Wharf in Yangzhou.

The autumn wind was gentle. A small boat was waiting by a waterway at Dongguan Wharf. The accompanying men brought their luggage onto the boat. He Yuanlong and Jia Huan talked on the shore and said goodbye. The sunset was bleak in the river water.

He Yuanlong looked at Jia Huan with a calm expression and knew that the sadness in his heart had not been released. He sighed softly, "Ziyu, the Zheng family has passed. Lin Xun is in Tian Youling, and he will not blame you again."

Yes. Zheng Yuanjian has passed away. The family property was fryed and the family was exiled. The harvest was 5,000 stones of grain, silver, utensils, treasures, and salt were worth about 500,000 taels. This will be devoted to disaster relief. Then, the daily expenses of hundreds of thousands of people who were affected are not small. This is just a drop in the bucket.

Next, the Huaiyang Governor's Office will do two things. First, take the Zheng family as an example to force the powerful families to make concessions. In every major disaster, these families are a good opportunity to buy land and people and expand their strength.

Money and silk are heart-warming. If you don’t listen to hello, you probably have to search a few more families. Therefore, when Sha Futai confiscated Zheng’s family that day, he would sigh that he was called a cruel official.

Second, before the grain arrives in Huainan area, labor-for-relief projects should be stopped in various places, and liquid food should be distributed to maintain the minimum survival method, so as to maintain the lives of the victims first.

Will officials at all levels commit fraud, can the victims be treated in a timely manner, and whether new situations arise? There is a lot of work that Jia Huan needs to be in charge of and deal with. Sha Futai is not good at practical work.

He hopes that Jia Huan can cheer up. In addition to disaster relief, there is a tough battle to fight later! If the matter in Jinling is not handled well, the disaster relief in Huainan will be difficult to improve. Because Nanjing’s Ministry of Revenue is the source of disaster relief materials. It will not last long with the donation of merchants and the income from the search of homes.

Jia Huan was silent for a while, "I caused it." He couldn't pass the hurdle in his heart.

He Yuanlong sighed with emotion. He knew what Jia Huan was going to do. "You have a bright future and will definitely be a prime minister in the future. Why...! Alas... you go and do it! I have arranged everything for you."

He couldn't do it, but he really admired Jia Huan's kindness and kindness. His future was nothing from Jia Huan. If he had any guilt and evidence, he would bear it!

Jia Huan nodded, thanked her, held her fists and said the word "Thank you" without being pretentious, "Brother He has a good journey."

He Yuanlong smiled and said, "Yes. When I come back, it will be the time for a celebration banquet." As he said that, he boarded the boat and headed into the Yangtze River.

Jia Huan watched Master He go away. The setting sun was as bright as blood in the sky.

…

In the end of August, the Zheng family was raided and hit the thunder. Jia Huan was about to set off, following Sha Sheng, the most chief aide, inspecting Huainan counties in various places and heading straight to the front line.

It's been three times at night.

Outside the dungeon of the Huaiyang Governor's Office, the moonlight was faint. Zheng Yuanjian was surprised and suspicious. Two prisoners were taken to a small courtyard next to the gate.

"Mr. Zheng, yes, since you can go through the joints, you can report to death and get out of it." Jailer Jia teased and pushed Zheng Yuanjian into a dark room, "Go in and stay, wait for someone to pick you up."

Zheng Yuanjian was staggering and felt inexplicably surprised. The Zheng family had been raided, so why would anyone come to save him? The Zhen family and the Chen family would not come. In addition, who dared to offend the governor of Huaiyang Sha Sheng in his business relationship?

Zheng Yuanjian's hair was covered with grass and wearing a dirty cotton jacket. He thought in surprise. He raised his head and his hair stood up in shock.

There was still a person sitting in the room.

He knows it.

With the faint moonlight, you can see Jia Huan's face and those resolute eyes. Jia Huan promised to let him go.

However, Zheng Yuanwai absolutely had no idea at this time. Because Jia Huan pointed a hand gun at him. The black muzzle was the judgment of death.

"Master Jia San, don't be impulsive..." Zheng Yuanjian knelt on the ground with a thud. The cold iron tube pressed on his forehead spread the trembling cold feeling into his heart on the cold autumn night, and said crying bitterly: "Master San, I deserve to die. I have eaten the courage of the ambitious leopard and dare to kill your cousin. Master San, please spare me. Just let me go as a fart. I will make a cow and horse for you in the next life..."

Jia Huan whispered: "Don't be afraid." Pull the trigger.

"Bang!"

A loud bang. The spark of revenge flashed in the night, passing through Jia Huan's calm face. It interrupted Zheng Yuanjian, who was chatting endlessly and regretting. If he had known this, why would he have been there?

Then, there was deathly quiet and quiet.

Jia Huan stood. This was the first time he killed someone with his own hands. He did not vomit. Aunt Pei's voice and smile rose in his memory. The intellectual smile and quiet words, she frowned in pain before she died.

Tears were flowing down his face with joy and freedom. The lead bullets of revenge shots were also the sadness in his heart.

I said: I will blow your head.

I said: I will take back my blood feud with my own hands.

Auntie, you are there, be fine.

…

In the early morning of September 1st, Zheng Yuanjian suffered from Qiuhan and died of illness in prison. When the news was reported to Sha Sheng, Sha Sheng was stunned and waved his hand, "Treat according to the old rules." Then, he took his staff and the Supervisor Camp to set off and inspect Huainan.

There are many different opinions about the cause of Zheng Yuanjian's death in Yangzhou City. There are many doubts. But no one has asked about it and asked about it. The Zheng family sold private salt for death.

In early September, Yangzhou, Jinling, and Huainan were in a turbulent situation. The magistrate of Shen County, Zhengtang of Jiangdu County, was unwilling to handle official duties. That morning, he chatted with his staff in the back hall and played chess.

Master Li smiled and said, "Sha Futai is a thunderous method to deal with the Zheng family! In a few days, the efficiency of disaster relief will probably be higher." All the big salt merchants like the Zheng family have been confiscated. In the Huai and Yang prefectures, there are rich families and big families who dare to stock up on grain. If the minor officials and miscellaneous officials passively slacken off, is the sword of the Sha Governor? This is the power of the Governor!

County Magistrate Shen laughed, "It should have been like this long ago!" He is still a passionate county magistrate and likes such tough methods.

Of course, behind the Zheng family is the Zhen family. The Zhen family has lost power now. Therefore, the Zheng family is a soft persimmon. But soft persimmons also have a demonstration effect.

However, he knew very well that the current situation could not be solved by tough means. In the end, it was food. Next, it was winter. If the Sand Governor could hold on to the situation, it would be that the Buddhas of the Ten Thousand Family could not hold on to it. If they could not hold on, they would be swallowed up by the pressure from counterattack.

…

Jinling, Wei Hong, the Minister of Revenue, sat in the public room of the Ministry of Revenue, silently, contemplating. The sunlight fell on the ground outside.
Chapter completed!