He didn't have to do anything, he just stood there and represented the emperor's will.
How can a person with a big family and a big business not be sensitive to court affairs?
Nowadays, there is a major event in the imperial court to move the capital. At the end of the year, the emperor does not appoint court officials, but sends the royal guards to clean up the salt affairs. Who can guess what the emperor's intention is.
"Half of the wealth of the world is salt. The palaces serve the emperor, the military pay, and the salaries of hundreds of officials are all given to you." I don't talk about the past dynasties, only this dynasty. "The salt profits of the Huaihe River and Huaihe River are the most generous. They have always supported the borders and paid half of the wealth." Borrow this."
When dredging a canal, the frontier troops were short of food and pay, the court suffered disasters and the people were in trouble, rivers were built, bridges were built, government offices were built and roads were built, and whenever the state treasury ran out of money, funds were raised from salt merchants.
If there is any criticism or refusal, it will be fine. If the rumor is spread, the court will order someone to investigate.
Who dares to check this house? Which house is clean?
Who doesn’t profit from smuggling, and who accepts lessons honestly? Who doesn’t form cliques for personal gain, and doesn’t stuff benefits everywhere? Which company’s account books are solid production and sales?
Without checking.
Ordinarily, it is no longer the early days of the founding of the dynasty. It has been fifty years since David founded the country. Peace has long been achieved, and it is now like a prosperous age. The taxation of the treasury has also increased year after year, but the salt tax has not increased but decreased.
Last year's great turmoil in Hangzhou Prefecture and the intrusion of seawater did have an impact on the salt production of the Lianghuai Salt Farm, but it will not be as low as this year's salt production.
And it’s not just this year, it’s been decreasing year after year.
Now that the treasury is in need of money, can Emperor Yongkang still send someone to investigate?
The news of the capital relocation was only announced to the civil and military officials, and the response from the government and the public was violent. Jiangnan's wealthy families took advantage of the capital to make a lot of money and accumulated a huge fortune. The move of the capital had a great impact on these Jiangnan families.
Emperor Yongkang was determined to rectify the salt policy, but he did not want to do it overnight.
He only ordered Mu Yan to take some people to Huai'an and Yangzhou to try to stir up the tiger. After all, if the tiger is angered, it will fight back and eat people.
Emperor Yongkang did not want to go to war.
Mu Yan understands these.
Then they went to Huai'an, Yangzhou and other places, but they only intimidated and did not really use thunderous means. They were just right for the court, the emperor and the two Huai salt merchants.
The result was also very satisfying to him.
"I received great help from Brother Ziyi this time. Without his help among the salt merchants, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to return to Beijing so quickly." The Jin Piao Gong family in the box contributed a large part.
Huo Xi was stunned, "You asked him to help with the matchmaking?"
Mu Yan nodded: "Although the imperial court has announced that it will clean up the salt administration in Lianghuai, but..."
"But the emperor just wants to frighten the mountain? He just wants some benefits, but he doesn't want to cause shock to the salt merchants? Is he afraid of causing a backlash during this critical period?"
Mu Yan glared at her. Can she say anything?
But he was approving in his heart and raised the corner of his mouth.
This was the person he had chosen for his bed when he was young. Not only was he enamored of her appearance, but he was also pleased that she could connect with him.
They don't need to play lyrics or sing songs, or recite poems or paint pictures. She can only understand what he says, and he can afford to give her what she wants.
That's enough.
That's enough.
He scratched Huo Xi's face with extreme gentleness and nodded, "The emperor also has concerns, so both sides are fine."
"That's right, the emperor's purpose is just to increase the revenue of the treasury, and to get some money to build the palace. After all, he has killed enough people and ransacked enough homes over the years."
Mu Yan clicked his tongue.
Huo Xi looked at him dissatisfied: "This is the inner room of our husband and wife, the inner room! I can't say a few words of personal respect to my husband? Is this a taboo? Can't we talk properly?"
Angry.
You can't talk about it, and you have to silence it. What's the point of living!
"The walls have ears."
"Where are the ears?" He lowered his head and glanced at his son who was focusing on playing games, "Are you talking about Xiao Yu'er?"
He looked like he was cheating.
When Xiao Yu'er heard her mother mention her name, she raised her head and responded softly and softly: "Mother."
"Hey, my mother's good son, my mother smells so good..." She held her son's pink face and smelled it.
Xiao Yuer smiled and faced the other side, "And here."
"Okay, I want it here too." Another voice sounded louder, which made Mu Yan very dissatisfied.
"This is raising a son." This is not raising a daughter, but raising a son in a coquettish way.
"What happened to my adopted son?" Huo Xi was dissatisfied.
"Should we be like most people nowadays and leave the child to the wet nurse, and let the child be polite to his parents and have to clasp his fists and salute three or five times every time he speaks? We must respect our father and maintain his dignity.
To consolidate the authority of the father, we should embrace grandchildren instead of children. The more we raise, the more alienated we become?"
Why do you care about grandchildren but not children? Huo Xi didn't pay attention to this at all.
She ignored it and asked Mu Yan to ignore it, which had a subtle influence on Mu Yan.
Fortunately, Mu Yan is not a pedantic person. He has a deep affection for Huo Xi. They have raised their son by themselves since he was born. The wet nurse only helped him usually but never fed him.
As a result, mother and son, and father and son are getting closer and closer.
But sometimes Mu Yan still couldn't stand the sticky look between Huo Xi and his son, "My son wants to be a general."
"Little Yu'er wants to be a general!" Little Yu'er stopped playing and stopped to listen to his parents.
"Okay, you can be the general. I didn't say I wouldn't let you be." Huo Xi encouraged with a smile, and touched his son's face. It was soft and smooth, like a peeled egg.
It feels so good to touch.
The couple played with their son for a while. Mu Yan was worried that Huo Xi would not hold back his words and trusted him too much to say anything. He reminded him: "Don't say anything like that again."
"Jinyiwei's ears and eyes are always there?"
Mu Yan glared at her.
"You are a fourth-grade official, and they still dare to lie on the roof of our house? After you got married, your ear skills have deteriorated? Is there anyone outside who can't even detect it?"
This woman! Dare to question him.
"Whether I have regressed or not, I'll let you see clearly later."
Huo Xi glanced at him somewhere, and Mu Yan moved his thighs and bared his teeth at her.
"Okay, let's not talk anymore. But haven't all the yamen been sealed? Are you still keeping the hot one in our house?" He cooed at the box.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Whether the yamen is sealed or not has nothing to do with me. I don't go to the yamen. This job is not assigned by the Jinyiwei yamen. I obey the emperor's orders, so I just
Just go to the palace and report the matter to the emperor."
As for whether the emperor keeps these golden tickets in his private treasury or turns them over to the state treasury, he doesn't care.
He can't care either.
"This box is very hot, please keep it yourself." Huo Xi threw the box in front of him.
The two father and son glanced at the box together, and then turned to look at her. One big and one small, their faces were similar, like expressions carved out of the same mold.
Huo Xi was amused.
"You two are really father and son, real father and son."
Mu Yan was dissatisfied with what he said: "Did we still pick up the fishermen?"
"I didn't pick it up! My parents gave birth to it!"
Xiao Yu'er understood this, looked serious, and raised his face to refute his own father. He didn't pick it up!
"It's not picked up, it's the biological child of my parents. Your father often talks nonsense. It seems that he stayed outside for a long time and his brain was frozen." Huo Xi hurriedly comforted her son and smoothed his hair.
Mu Yan glared at Huo Xi, who raised an eyebrow at him.
This woman increasingly doesn't know what it means to have her husband as a guide. Wait a moment, I will punish her severely and rectify the law on the spot.
"Yu'er, it's night, it's time to sleep."
"No, let's play some more."
"I can't play anymore. It's too late. I won't be able to get up tomorrow morning. Mu Qi, did father tell you that you need to pay attention to three things a day, don't be too playful, and do everything in moderation?"
Dad suddenly called his name, which made Xiao Yu'er suddenly scared. He glanced at his mother, but she didn't speak for him.
"Okay, let's play tomorrow." He was very practical and put away the toys by himself.
"Good boy." Huo Xi praised his son, glared at Mu Yan, and helped his son clean up.
