"You're going to die?"

Li Jinglong suddenly shouted, causing Li Fangying to shudder, took a few steps back, and said fearfully, "Brother, are you..."

"I have never told you that there are some places where money comes. Don't rely on our reputation to stretch out your hands and say you haven't said it?" Li Jinglong gritted his teeth and said as if he was almost roaring.

He knew this younger brother so well that he had been looking for wealth outside over the years because of the name of the Li family. Li Jinglong endured ordinary things. After all, he was also the blood of the Li family and could not watch him suffer poverty.

But Li Jinglong dared not interfere in the salt field. The water here is too deep, and one thing is bad. He is torn to pieces. He has so many businesses in the Li family, even tea horses, but he has never involved salt.

Because he knew that the salt farm in Lianghuai was the lifeblood of the Ming Dynasty, the royal private treasury, and the money bag of the million-strong army of the Ming Dynasty.

To put it bluntly, it is precisely because of this money bag. The old man killed those generals who led the army so unscrupulously. If the royal treasury was so poor that it was rumored, which emperor would dare to kill those old soldiers?

"I..." Li Fangying took a few steps back, "I didn't give me this one at the beginning..."

"Fart!" Li Jinglong stepped forward and grabbed Li Fangying's neck, "When did I let you get involved?"

"A few years ago, the crown prince gave our family the autocratic authority to sell salt to Goryeo!"

Li Jinglong's hand suddenly loosened and then sat on the chair with regret.

This is indeed the case. The salt at that time did come from Lianghuai Salt Field, but the salts are all subject to account and all are official prices.

"Tell me carefully, what's going on?" Li Jinglong said, holding back his anger.

Li Fangying lowered her head, stepped forward two steps, and whispered, "It's Tang Laoer who found me..."

"Tang Jing?" Li Jinglong suddenly felt a big head and his temples hurt.

The reason for this is that Tang Jing is Tang He's legitimate grandson. His father Tang Ding died in Yunnan in battle. He and the concubine Shu in the palace were kissing brothers and sisters.

Tang Jing was the son of a military general from a noble family, but it was precisely because his father died in battle that the old man pity him for losing his father at a young age. In his early years, he gave him a big fat and salt transport envoy, Jiaodong.

At that time, Tang Jing was only twenty years old. He was less than thirty years old and was already a senior official of the third rank, and he handed over hundreds of thousands of dollars every year.

But this kid was bad because of salt. He was impeached by the censor for his incompetence. He had long lost his head when he replaced others. But first it was because the old man loved the Tang family and the mistress. Later, his sister became the concubine. Not only was she safe and sound, she also became the Taipu Temple Minister who was in charge of the royal carriage and horses and general horses. Although his official position has not changed, he will be on the road to the Minister of War in a few years, and his future is unlimited.

At this moment, Li Jinglong felt a buzzing in his mind.

"First, Cheng'en Hou, and now the Tang family members appeared. If the emperor knew about it, his heart would be broken..."

"Royal relatives, ha!Royal relatives are just a group of wild dogs that are not jealous of fishy smell. They are usually gentle, but when the country is in trouble, they will come out and take a bite!"

Li Fangying glanced at Li Jinglong and continued, "Tang Laoer asked me to tell me that the Huaibei floods, the largest salt farm among the three two Huaihe Rivers in Huai'an and Huaiyin Yancheng will inevitably be suspended. Once the work is stopped, the salt will inevitably be unable to supply, and those salt farms will be so anxious that they stamp their feet..."

"That's the point!" Li Jinglong shouted.

"He means that the salt in these three salt fields is insufficient. You can sell salt from Jiaodong and Changlu Salt Fields and hang it under the name of Lianghuai Salt Field..."

Buzz!

Li Jinglong's head was completely blown up.

There were many salt fields in the Ming Dynasty, but why did the imperial court rely on these three places the most? Because these three places are all relying on canals, and the canal transportation is only convenient. Then Huaiyin is still relying on the sea outlet and can also take the sea route.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the salt tickets issued by the court were mostly from these three places, and they were the most valuable on the market.

In addition to bringing huge cash profits to the court every year, Lianghuai Salt Field has the most important role, that is, salt tickets.

The food and food supplies of border troops in various parts of the Ming Dynasty were transported by merchants, especially those in the northwest such as Ningxia and Gansu Formation.

The border town is not like a large military fortress, but a strategic circle formed by layered and expanded outwards, consisting of garrisons as units.

If the imperial court organized the manpower, it would be possible that it would be eaten and wasted more than it was transported. Therefore, starting from the third year of Hongwu, the richest merchants in the world would send food and supplies to the border towns.

After the delivery was made, the general of the border town checked and stamped. The merchants took the receipt and came back to Lianghuai Salt Field to get the salt.

The one who has the ability to transport food to the border is the wealthy merchants in Jiangnan. Lianghuai Salt Field is closest to them, so they naturally cannot look far.

To put it further, salt merchants don’t have to sell them themselves if they want to save trouble if they get the salt. They sell them with 20% of them.

Those small salt merchants, taking one hundred stones of salt as an example, took real numbers in the court's salt farm and turned around and added 30% of the sand into it. What profit would that be?

What Tang Laoer thought was sold by private salt officials.

To give the simplest example, it is like how much does it cost to sell pigs killed by rural farmers to their neighbors per catty? But the official uniforms are not allowed to be sold in the city, but after the government's inspection and permission to sell in the city, the price of meat will double.

Tang Jing was a salt transport envoy in Liaodong. Shandong produces salt, and Jiaozhou's private salt has been banned repeatedly. Local officials also knew that this thing made money and always turned a blind eye. Every year when paying taxes to the court, they would get a batch of money, which would be of great use.

"What did he ask you to do?" Li Jinglong's voice trembled.

I was so angry that I was scared!

Li Fangying swallowed, "He said, let you say hello to Shandong Dusi... and say hello to Jiaodong Haigu... and said it would be best to give road guides and find some ships..."

boom!

Li Jinglong covered his heart and his head was blank.

"He also said that he would give me 20% of the profit after the matter was completed..."

Bang!

A good blue and white underglaze red Jingdezhen official kiln was directly pressed on Li Fangying's head.

"Did you promise him?" Li Jinglong roared.

Blood fell down Li Fangying's forehead, and he was completely frightened. Their father, Li Wenzhong, died young, and his elder brother was like his father. Their brothers were afraid of Li Jinglong since childhood.

"How dare you brother! I'm not stupid either. I'll say I'll tell you first..."

"You said you shouldn't tell me!" Li Jinglong felt heartbroken, "Who else knows about this?"

It is absolutely impossible for only two of them to be so big. Because whether it is transporting salt from the north or private salt as official salt, it is absolutely impossible for few people to be involved.

People from Jiaodong Salt Field, people from Lianghuai Salt Field, river yamen, salt course training department, Ministry of Revenue... and salt merchants...

"Feng's family, Fu's family..."

"Wait a minute!" Li Jinglong stood up suddenly, "Who is the Fu family?"

"Nine Prince Consort!"

When Li Jinglong heard of this person, he was stunned.

That was Fu Youde's eldest son, Princess Shouchun's son-in-law, Fu Zhong, the elder brother of Fu Rang, the current chief marching manager of the Goryeo camp.

At the same time, he is also the eldest brother-in-law of the current King of Jin, and his sister is the Prince of Jin.

To put it this way, his Fu family and Li family are still related to relatives because Li Jinglong's son married the real sister of King Jin.

"Ouch!"

Li Jinglong's big hands kept rubbing his head, becoming more and more impatient.
Chapter completed!