The originally dazzling golden light of luck became obviously dimmer.
Damn, how many days has it been?
Looking more closely, it turns out that the input of luck has significantly decreased.
Based on Lin Ruhai's encounters and experiences in recent days, how could he still not understand what happened?
It should be that Lin Ruhai was abandoned by the emperor and today at the same time!
In this way, the distribution of luck from the royal family was naturally interrupted.
That is to say, it itself has the National Luck Dragon Qi that continuously transports luck, otherwise its own luck will dissipate faster.
You know, for some reason, Lin Ruhai's own luck has been in a state of dissipation. In the past, it was not too obvious, but now it is a bit exaggerated.
"What are your plans for the future?"
Jia Rong didn't mean to talk nonsense and asked directly.
"I don't want to implicate my family because of my own problems!"
Lin Ruhai smiled bitterly, and what he said was true.
At present, it seems that as long as the emperor insists, he will definitely not be too stubborn now, and there is nothing wrong with letting Lin Ruhai continue to be the salt inspector.
Anyway, given Lin Ruhai's performance, the annual salt tax almost exceeds ten million taels. If it's less, just ask him directly.
It is true that Lin Ruhai is a capable official, but it is a pity that he is not the person of today. He has no psychological burden at all.
As time passed, Lin Ruhai himself realized that he was probably being used as an outcast.
Judging from his literary habits, he is naturally not afraid at all.
But he still has a wife and children, so why would he want to involve them?
Yuejiarong Mansion cannot be expected at all, and its previous performance is disappointing.
It's not that Lin Ruhai shouldn't be bothered, but Rong Mansion seems to have failed to grasp the true direction of the court in time.
To put it bluntly, as long as Lin Ruhai can escape smoothly, he is at least a provincial official or an official of the rank of Minister of the Sixth Ministry. If he wants to win over a second brother-in-law who is only in the fifth rank, isn't it easy to catch him?
Forcing him to come forward at this time will only leave unpleasant traces in his heart.
After much thought, Jia Rong, the head of the Jia clan in the capital, was more reliable. He had judged his predicament early and made advance predictions.
Jia Rong was able to take the risk and go to Tongzhou in person to remind him. The intention of making good friends was very obvious, and at least it left a good impression on Lin Ruhai.
No, Lin Ruhai, who was confused about his future, found Jia Rong to talk to.
Of course, the dignified third-grade Dayuan's thoughts are not so shallow, and he also wants to get some useful information from Jia Rong.
"This is a dead end!"
Jia Rong spoke very straightforwardly and said calmly: "The Emperor treats you as a money bag and will not let go easily!"
"It doesn't matter now, as long as I can successfully complete the salt tax task for that year!"
"If I continue to serve as the Salt Patrol Censor, I will violate the interests of many people and I will definitely die!"
Lin Ruhai's face turned pale, and Nan Nan said, "Is there no way out of this situation?"
"Yes, but I will definitely not choose it!"
"Tell me!"
"The first method is for me to just report my old age and return to my hometown. No matter how the emperor tries to persuade me to stay, don't hesitate. You will definitely be able to get out of trouble!"
Lin Ruhai's originally hopeful gaze suddenly lost its luster, and she shook her head and said, "No, my children are still young, so I have to protect them from the wind and rain!"
In the era of feudal ethics, if there was no official status and at least the status of a middle-level official, how could the Lin family maintain such a large industry?
Unexpectedly, the first one to pounce was Rongfu.
"The second method is to be assassinated and seriously injured during a certain inspection of the salt field. It is difficult to continue to preside over the Salt Patrol Yamen!"
Jia Rong chuckled and said: "This idea is very risky. The key is to hide it from the emperor and the current informants, and not make them suspicious!"
"It's hard to control the speed inside. If you don't get seriously injured, you will die directly. Then the gain outweighs the loss!"
Of course, he didn't speak. If he had done it himself, he would have ensured that everything went smoothly.
Lin Ruhai's expression changed, and he muttered: "Indeed, the risk is too great!"
After saying that, his face became paler and he said helplessly: "Is there any other way?"
"have!"
"Oh, do you really have other ideas here?"
Lin Ruhai was surprised. He originally just said it casually, but he didn't expect Jia Rong's answer to be unexpected.
Seeing that Jia Rong didn't continue to speak, he asked eagerly: "What's your idea? Tell me about it?"
"Throw yourself to death and live again!"
Now that Lin Ruhai has spoken, Jia Rong doesn't need to hold on. He said leisurely: "The reason why Mr. Gu is in an embarrassing situation, and can even be said to be in a dead situation, is that the salt tax is too important!"
"In this case, if there is no other way, then just flip the table!"
"Turn over the table?"
Lin Ruhai was full of doubts and didn't understand: "How to say?"
But he was trembling a little in his heart. He looked at the strong young man talking in front of him with an indescribably strange look in his eyes.
Damn, for the idea given to Jia Rong, it was obvious that he didn't take the royal family seriously at all, and he was surprisingly brave.
I don’t know where his confidence comes from. He is really a young man that no one dares to underestimate. He is too courageous.
Jia Rong didn't care what Lin Ruhai was thinking. The reason why he gave Lin Ruhai advice was to verify what he thought.
Otherwise, so what if Lin Ruhai is Lin Daiyu's father, he has no obligation to rescue her.
With his ability, even without Lin Ruhai's help, it would be quite easy to revitalize the Ning Mansion. It would not be a difficult task.
"Have you ever heard of the 'salt method'?"
He chuckled and asked leisurely: "I think I must have heard about it!"
“I’ve never heard of this, but I’ve seen it in family books!”
Lin Ruhai answered honestly: "Is it possible that there is something strange about this 'salt-drying method'?"
"Nothing fancy!"
Jia Rong chuckled and said: "As long as the weather is sunny and there is a wide enough beach terrain, sea salt can be continuously produced without being affected by firewood, iron pots and other tools for cooking salt!"
"What, the yield of the 'salt method' is so amazing?"
Lin Ruhai was shocked and subconsciously said: "Then..."
The following words were not spoken. He just stared at Jia Rong, who was smiling and silent. His face changed uncertainly, and he said slowly: "Brother Rong means to come up with the "salt-drying method" and directly replace the original salt boiling method.
?”
"How can it be?"
Jia Rong said with a smile: "My aunt can directly set aside a beach to dry salt on his own territory as the salt inspector's Yamen, and then wait for the results to be reported directly. If the court doesn't report it as soon as possible.
If you replace me, all the cabinet members will be unqualified..."