Han Xiufeng and Han Chen, a fellow villager from Wubai, discussed how to knock on Anfeng, Fu'an and the bamboo gang of the ambassador of the sauna. Pan Er, who had just sent Mr. Zhang to the post shop and had just rushed back from the post shop, couldn't believe his ears, and pulled Zhang Shiheng and asked, "Is Ambassador Han in the corner sacred field really a Dazu?"

"What a Dazu person, what am I lie to you?"

"When I was in the capital, I had never heard of this person." Pan Er thought about it and muttered: "I know all the Jinshi masters of Chongqing Prefecture. Although I have never seen some of them, I know all the names!"

"Ambassador Han is not a Jinshi." Zhang Shiheng looked at the clerks and yamen runners who were sitting in the public room on the left resting, and explained with a smile: "I just inquired that Ambassador Han was a juren from the Jiyou section of Daoguang in the 29th year of Daoguang. This official is a big shot."

Pan Er murmured: "I said why haven't I heard of it? He turned out to be a juren."

There were three other ambassadors of the Salt Course Department who had not arrived. Zhang Shiheng dared not stay in the yamen for a long time and said with a smile: "Second brother, I will ignore Ambassador Han's subordinates. There must be no one by the river, so I have to go back."

"Go quickly, don't delay the serious business." Pan Er watched Zhang Shiheng leave, and was about to go to the public housing to greet the guests. Yu Youfu and a archer and a few men walked into the yard. As soon as he came in, he shouted: "Changsheng, these shopkeepers who came from Hujiaji, Qutang, Baimi and Rugao are all here to buy salt. What should you do? Tell them about it."

“It’s really time to come.”

"What's wrong?"

"Come here, Uncle Yu, you can't believe it when you say it. Ambassador Han from the Jiaoxiechang Salt Course Department turned out to be our fellow townsman. Not only are he fellow townsman, he also recognizes Mr. Ji and Mr. Fei Er!"

"Ah, there's such a coincidence!"

"This is not a coincidence. I heard from my fourth brother that there was a fellow villager who was the magistrate of Taizhou before. It was found in the prefecture archival. I don't remember what his surname is."

"I didn't expect to meet fellow villagers here, which is a good thing."

"So they came at a bad time. I have to go and greet Ambassador Han's family and people from the Jiaoxie Salt Department. How can I buy salt?"

"I thought it was a big deal. Since I was a fellow villager, I could still greet him."

"Okay, go in and greet me."

...

Wang Ruhai's son Wang Qianbu has not married a wife even though he is over 20 years old, and he doesn't have to go home during the Chinese New Year. He has been helping with cooking in the yamen. He prepared a lot of dishes in the twelfth lunar month and soon arranged a table of banquets.

Han Xiufeng invited Han Chen into the public room on the right side of the second hall, and while pouring wine for Han Chen, he smiled, "Since I am my own, I won't be polite to Brother Yuzhi. When the three of Anfeng, Fu'an and the sausage came, I will ask Brother Yuzhi to help me beat their side drums."

"It's not a problem to raise your hands." Han Chen picked up the wine glass, thought about it and asked again: "Zhixing, does Zhang Guangcheng know about this?"

"I didn't tell him, even if he said that, he wouldn't dare to get involved."

"Why don't you dare?"

"His father was terminally ill and had a good life in a few days. As usual, he should have been sick. How could he say he had the courage to attack Anfeng, Fu'an and the three of the three. He is now focused on dealing with the Bao surname, and wants to make a fortune before his father dies."

Han Chen knew about the merchants in Fu'an, and couldn't help but frown: "He thought about things too simply. Since those merchants dared to collude with private owls to traffic in private salt, they must have been prepared to be investigated. It would be better if something happened. If something happened, someone would definitely come out to bear it, and they would not be able to be involved."

"The person who is responsible for the matter has been locked and taken away. Not to mention whether he is really not afraid of death, even if he is not afraid of death, he may not be able to withstand it."

"How do you say this?"

"The one who helped us find out about their private owls was a local snake. Not only did we find out about the whereabouts of the private owls, but we also found out how so many salts came from the stove to the private owl ship. It involved many people, and the paper could not contain the fire. If we really checked it to the end, the business businesses in Fu'an would not be separated."

Han Chen was about to speak when there was a sound of footsteps outside.

As soon as the two of them put down their wine glasses, Zhang Shiheng knocked on the door and said, "Uncle Han, Mr. Jing from the sauna teahouse has arrived."

"Ask!" Han Xiufeng thought about it and ordered: "Sheng, after you invite Mr. Jing in, you will go back to the river. If you see Mr. Huang from Anfengchang and Mr. Wang from Fu'anchang, please invite them to the lobby for a while."

"OK."

Zhang Shiheng responded, and soon invited a 40-year-old official to the second hall.

Han Xiufeng bowed to greet him. Han Chen greeted Jing Tongqing, ambassador of the Baked Tea and Salt Course, with a bitter face, and then returned to the public room on the right with his head hanging down.

"Brother Jing, you are worse than you are a coincidence than you are. I prepared a table of wine and wait for your big drive."

"Brother Han, you are too polite."

"For the New Year, you can come to Hai'an overnight. You should prepare wine to welcome Brother Jing and Brother Han."

Jing Tongqing came to the inspector's office and saw the private salts being investigated accompanied by Zhang Shiheng. He even went to the boat to see dozens of private owls piled in the cabin. He knew that there was no good banquet for the banquet. As soon as he sat down, he asked straight to the point: "Brother Han, where are the private owls you captured?"

"It's all closed in the room outside."

"It's good to have a living sip. Did they ask for salt from where did they buy it?"

Han Xiufeng put down the wine pot and looked at Han Chen who was dejected. Then he looked at Jing Tongqing and said, "Brother Yuzhi had just tried two private owls with Xiufeng. The more he tried, the more he became, the more confused he was. Brother Jing, brother Yuzhi, as far as you know, your two yamen have set up a group stove, each yamen has households and jails, and each 110 households are organized into a ball, and there are ten generals. The remaining 100 households are organized into one A, with a head of a A. How much salt has been boiled in the stove in the field, how much salt has been put into the public wall, how many salts have been collected, and how many salts have been collected, and it is logical that it should not be revealed, and even if it is leaked, it will not be too much. But I seized more than one million kilograms, including nearly three million kilograms seized by the state yamen. It is horrifying. How did so much salt be leaked out? Please ask the two brothers to solve the problem?"

Nearly three million kilograms!

Jing Tongqing was shocked and asked subconsciously: "Yuzhi, have you tried it?"

"I just heard of the trial," Han Chen sighed and sighed again: "As the ambassador of the Salt Course Department, Han is ashamed of the court and is guilty of the holy grace."

The saurus tea was close to the corner. Jing Tongqing thought that the private salt seized was also leaked from the saurus tea farm, and he was shocked and sweated coldly, because if this matter was reported to the court, no matter whether he had anything to do with the private owl, just a dereliction of duty would make him lose his official position.

Han Xiufeng raised his wine glass and asked, "Brother Jing, the second son of the Zhang family is waiting in the post shop. What should you do about this?"

Jing Tongqing didn't dare to joke with the black hat, and couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Yuzhi, what do you think?"

"What do I have to say? When people sit at home, disaster comes from the sky. What kind of evil did I do? Why did I encounter this unlucky thing?" Han Chen slapped the table a few times, then bowed and said, "Brother Han, you have never been to the salt farm. If you have been there, you will know that it is not that easy to plug the leak!"

"Although I haven't been to the salt farm, I know that it's not that easy to plug the leak, but it's more than 30 ships of salt. Even if it's hard to plug it, it won't leak so much! Besides, how many stoves you two have to cook in a year? How many can you collect and dispose in a year?"

This is a bad thing and an unexplainable thing. If you insist that this salt department ambassador is difficult to do, then someone is willing to do it.

In short, Han Chen concluded that Jing Tongqing could only admit his bad luck, and asked helplessly: "Brother Zhixing, what do Zhang Guangcheng want?"

Han Xiufeng did not want to circle with Jing Tongqing and said bluntly: "Brother Jing, Brother Yuzhi, it's not that my younger brother insisted on helping Zhang Guangcheng, but this matter is extraordinary. In order to investigate these two batches of salt leaked from the salt field, nearly a hundred dead and injured the yamen runners and young masters, and they were injured more. If you don't give me an explanation, this matter is really difficult to deal with."

"What if I give an explanation?" Jing Tongqing asked anxiously.

"It's easy to say that there is an explanation. No one can tell where the salt comes from. Even if the court reports it, it doesn't know which salt farm to set up."

"It seems that you can only spend money to eliminate disasters. Brother Han, how much do you think is appropriate?"

"Brother Jing, it's not that I think it's appropriate. Whether you believe it or not, I'm just a messenger."

Jing Tongqing thought that Han Xiufeng was like the previous inspectors, but he was just a "shaking master" in the state yamen. He had to listen to the master's big and small matters. He hurriedly said, "I believe me and I believe me, Brother Han, don't get me wrong. Brother Yu wants to ask Zhang Guangcheng how much he really wants?"

Han Xiufeng said lightly: "Three thousand taels."

"Three thousand taels, one thousand five hundred taels and one of Yu and I, Brother Han, this is too much. The conscience of heaven and earth is really a disaster for Yu and me!"

Ambassador of the Salt Course Department is Feique, how could Han Xiufeng miss the opportunity to slaughter the fat sheep? He stared at his eyes and said, "Brother Jing, you misunderstood. It's not that you two have a total of 3,000 taels, but one person has 3,000 taels."

"A man is three thousand taels. Brother Han, Brother Yu really can't afford so much. Please help us talk to Zhang Guangcheng and ask him if he can lose some."

"Brother Jing doesn't know that Mr. Zhang is very sick. As usual, he will be sick. Do you think Zhang Guangcheng will be so easy to talk to at this critical moment? This is what you said in front of you and he has no concerns now."

Han Chen suddenly looked up and said, "Three thousand taels are three thousand taels, but this matter must be done quickly."

Han Xiufeng said seriously and seriously: "This is natural. The money is over. If there is a mistake, you two will ask me if you ask me!"

Han Chen agreed, what else could Jing Tongqing say, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Three thousand taels are just three thousand taels, but he came in a hurry and didn't bring so much money."

"Zhang Guangcheng will return to Taizhou at noon tomorrow, and the silver will be delivered before noon."

"Okay, then I'll go back to raise money first. Zhang Guangcheng has to bother Brother Han."

"It's not a problem. Who made me and Brother Yuzhi be fellow townsmen?" Han Xiufeng stood up and said with a embarrassed look: "Brother Jing, I'm really not helping me, I'm sorry."
Chapter completed!