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After the Spring Festival, the weather in Jinling City will be more springy.

The newly built large market was in chaos, and countless businessmen surrounded the officials of the Jinling Ministry of Revenue, wanting a shop without a warehouse.

Qu Sheng, the successor of the Minister of Revenue of Jinling, Ma Yiyuan, was tightly surrounded, and even though the weather was still cold, he was still sweating.

"Stop talking about it. There is an order in Peking for this matter, and it is necessary to deal with it fairly and openly, so it is useless for you to find this official. Let's prepare it. Whoever pays the price will get it."

Qu Sheng was impatient and waved his hand. The yamen runners came up to drive away the merchants.

"They are all profit-seekers! Bah!"

Qu Sheng wiped the oily sweat from his face, and then inspected the entire market.

The Jinling Market is the same as the plan in Peiping, but the railway tracks have not been built yet. It is said that it must be done thoroughly by the craftsmen of the Ministry of Works.

After Qu Sheng inspected, he left, and the officials left behind began to summon the merchants to issue license plates to be qualified to participate in the bidding.

After a fight, those who got the license plate were happy or reserved; those who did not get the license plate were like losing their parents, and some even said that they were unfair.

When a businessman playing with wooden license plate heard these words, he said disdainfully: "Do you know? If you want a shop, you must have the capital, otherwise everyone will come in. At that time, the big market will be messy. This shop is still valuable? Lord Qu's move is wise, I admire you."

Someone didn't get a license plate and shouted in the crowd: "Who knows if you have a tacit understanding!"

The businessman sneered and said, "Take understanding? How long has Lord Qu just taken office? How can I have time to have a tacit understanding with us? It's nonsense and rude!"

"Don't dream anymore. Without this license plate, you should wait. Maybe someone is willing to transfer it. Instead of being entangled here, telling you that it's useless to entangle. Have you heard of it? The Jinyiwei and the people from the East Factory are all watching this. Who dares to hide their own personalities? Who dares to favor personal gain?!"

Did Jinyiwei and Dongchang join forces?

The news exploded immediately, and I had no doubt about issuing license plates.

In the Ming Dynasty, it would be provoked to dare to be corrupt and favoritism in front of Jinyiwei and the people of the Dongchang.

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Opposite to the Ministry of Revenue in Jinling, in the second floor room of a restaurant.

The room was luxuriously decorated, but the two men inside refused to take a look.

Fei Shi looked at the white-faced man opposite and said, "An Lun, what is the constitution of your East Factory?"

The white-faced man said with a smile: "Mr. Fei, what are the rules of your Jinyiwei?"

Fei Shi said coldly: "This matter involves too much money and must be closely monitored. If evidence can be obtained, it will be a great achievement. If you may not be able to be transferred back to Peking at that time."

An Lun smiled and said, "That's a good thing, but the Dongchang is short of staff in Jinling, so I can only wish the brothers of the Jinyiwei a bright future."

Fei Shi knew that the person in front of him seemed to be smiling and very kind, but his methods were vicious and vicious.

"An Lun, I won't talk to you in a word. We will do this matter separately. Don't think about stealing other people's credit, otherwise..."

"Ho ho ho!"

An Lun's laughter was a bit like a night owl. The child would probably be scared to pee when he heard it, but Fei Shi just looked at him coldly.

Since Ji Gang was cut off, the Jinyiwei became an institution that the king did not trust. If it were not for the newly built Dongchang and lacked capabilities at that time, Zhu Di might even have abolished Jinyiwei.

So although the framework of the Dongchang was formed by the Jinyiwei people in the past, the relationship between the two sides became increasingly tense.

compete!

An Lun gasped and said, "Our family wants to make arrangements in Jinling and allocate the people from Dongchang well. As for the credit, that's what we do in the future."

Fei Shi stood up and said, "It's the best, I'm going to say goodbye."

An Lun did not move in place, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes: "Mr. Fei, if anyone dares to show favoritism, no matter who it is, our family will not let him go."

Fei Shi stood at the door and said, "I will not be favored!"

"Haha! That's the best."

An important responsibility of the East Factory was to monitor the Jinyiwei, so Fei Shi could only bear it when An Lun said this.

Then Fei Shi took his men to the Ministry of Revenue and monitored the bidding throughout the process.

Because there are too many businessmen and the Ministry of Revenue does not have such a large room to accommodate, it is arranged in the yard outside the lobby.

Qu Sheng sat outside the lobby door, next to it was a table, and several minor officials were recording.

There were more than fifty merchants standing in the yard, and these merchants had not passed the New Year. They arrived here from all over the south, and even northern merchants arrived before the New Year, waiting for the news of completion.

Profit-seekers!

Listening to the merchants raising bids, Qu Sheng couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

This bidding is the opinion of the Ministry of Revenue of Peking. Qu Sheng must follow it and must be done well. If the bidding price is too low, he may not be able to sit steadily as the Minister of Revenue of Jinling.

"One thousand five hundred taels!"

"One thousand six hundred taels!"

The price is rising, and Qu Sheng's expression has improved a lot.

At this time, there was some movement outside the door, and Qu Sheng said angrily: "Who is it?"

Now these merchants are already jealous of killing people, and their license plates are frequently raised. It is a good time to harvest. If the atmosphere is interrupted, Qu Sheng wants to kill someone!

Someone went outside the door to inquire immediately.

Outside the gate, a young woman and a servant were stopped outside.

"What's the matter?"

The little official who came out to inquire asked glared and said, "If the two women were not afraid of disturbing the merchants inside, they would immediately let the soldiers guarding the gate knock them out!"

The young woman said blessedly: "Sir, the young woman was going to rent a shop, but I asked the day before yesterday that an adult on your side said it was a post-genius bidding. After the young woman learned the news, she rushed to the big market and then..."

Then what? Needless to say, it must have been a big market and then rushed to the Ministry of Revenue to seek justice.

The little official's lips curled slightly and said disdainfully: "It's too late to go back, otherwise you'll go to prison to bid."

This is dirty saying, bidding in prison, this is the unspeakable rule in the female prison, someone pays for it...

"You fart!"

The little official was looking at the woman's beautiful face and was startled by the loud shout. When he saw that it was the servant, he pointed at her and shouted, "You are so cruel, Mad! Let's try not to get out?"

The servant lady was thick and burly, and she said unwillingly: "My lady knows Xing He Bo, are you here to try it?"

"Take her off...uh! Who are you talking about?"

The little official's anger was instantly suppressed. He said expressionlessly: "If it is a fake, do you know the charge?"

"Xinghe Bolai, our Shenxianju, has had several meals, what are the fakes?"

"I want to have my brother, that's all."

Mochou lowered his eyes and tried to persuade his brother. She mustered up the courage to try it, but she never thought she would be deceived.
Chapter completed!