To be honest, it would be a lie to say that Wei Tongnian is not moved by Wei Manting's words. After all, seeking advancement is the ideal of most officials, and Wei Tongnian is not exempt from it. But what gives him a headache now is that he is now involved with Pang Gang
It's a bit deep, not to mention that the two of them have a tacit understanding of cooperation as one is in charge of the military and the other is in charge of politics. Even the ambiguous relationship between his daughter and him is enough to give him a headache and make outsiders think about it.
Wei Tongnian couldn't help sighing and complained: "Hey, can't this Pang Gang calm down? Things in Korea will naturally be dealt with by the court. What kind of idle thoughts do you, a little military commander, have?"
"Dad, judging from what you said, although my daughter doesn't know the deep meaning behind Pang Pang's invasion of Korea, on the surface it seems that this is also a good thing for the court and the Ming Dynasty." Wei Manting comforted her father on the side.
"Humph, a good thing?" Wei Tongnian glared at his daughter and reprimanded: "Can things in the world be so easily classified as good or bad? The emperor told the court that you are really good! I will always be pure in this life.
Ming might be implicated by that second-stringer."
"Dad..." Seeing that her father was in a depressed mood, Wei Manting felt a little uneasy. She was about to say a few more words of comfort, but she saw Wei Tongnian flicking his sleeves and going to the bedroom to rest...
....
While Pang Gang was busy preparing in Qingzhou, a dozen people in a house in Hangzhou were also meeting nervously.
Sitting at the head of the table was still Yan Benge, the president of the Hangzhou Salt Society, and the young man in his twenties was still standing behind him. Everything seemed to be no different from the last meeting.
"Mr. Yan, it's been almost half a month, and we are almost running out of salt. If we don't restock, we will be at a loss. You must think of a way for us all." It's that surname again.
Zhao's salt merchant was the first to ask questions. Hangzhou city alone has a population of five to six million. If you add in the millions of people in Zhejiang, the amount of salt consumed every day would be staggering. If it is really caused by a shortage,
If they close their business, they will suffer huge losses. Seeing their money drain away from them is tantamount to poaching their flesh.
"Yes, Mr. Yan, you also said that you wanted us to hold on for a month first, but now we can't hold on even half a month. Now Qingzhou has even withdrawn the agency.
.You can give us some advice. For example, can you think of a way to mobilize a batch of refined salt from Shaanxi and Sichuan to help us respond to emergencies? Otherwise, you can lend us a batch of refined salt from the salt warehouse first. After a while,
We will return it as soon as possible." As the salt merchant named Zhao started, the people next to him who agreed with him immediately followed up.
"Well, what Wang Yuanwai said makes sense. Our small business cannot afford such trouble."
Listening to the salt merchants complaining on the side, Yan Benge was well-behaved and still closed his eyes to rest, but the young man standing behind him quit. The salt merchants kept saying nice things, but in fact they were trying to make them
The Yan family is cornered. They are talking about mobilizing refined salt from Shaanxi and Sichuan. If they can mobilize refined salt from there, do you still need to ink here? If you are mobilizing refined salt from your own salt warehouse for them, it is tantamount to releasing it.
The blood of the Yan family?
At this time, the youthful and energetic characteristics of the young man were immediately exposed. He said with a sullen face: "Uncles, we agreed at the beginning that we would last for a month no matter what, and you also agreed, but why did it only last half a month?
Yue has gone back on his word? People who have no faith will be disadvantaged. This is a truth that even children understand. You are all uncles, do you still want your nephew to teach you? "
It didn't matter what the young man said, but it annoyed the salt merchants. It was true that the salt merchants were in awe of Yan Benge, but they had no respect for this hairless boy.
The salt merchant named Zhao sneered unceremoniously: "Nephew Yan Zheng, you also know that we are your uncles. Do you have the right to interrupt when we are talking to your grandfather?"
"You..." The face of the young man named Yan Zheng suddenly turned red. He was about to retort, but was interrupted by Yan Benge beside him. Yan Benge opened his eyes and looked towards him with majestic eyes.
The salt merchants looked over, and after years of accumulated authority, they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.
Yan Benge said slowly: "This matter is indeed due to my poor thinking. I didn't expect Qingzhou to do such a great job. They even withdrew the agency stationed in Hangzhou in one go. I heard that they have already set up shop in Yangzhou.
We have opened a sales agency, and it seems they are leaving us alone."
"Nonsense!" The salt merchants secretly rolled their eyes and thought to themselves: "You don't want other people's refined salt, and they will still be polite to you. Anyway, there are so many places that need refined salt, so they will come eagerly.
Please don't." But they didn't dare to say this, so they had to remain silent one by one.
Seeing that everyone was silent, Yan Benge sneered secretly in his heart: "These money-minded guys have only been short of salt for a few days. They all jumped out impatiently. You don't even think about it, if Qingzhou's refined salt continues to be like this."
Is there a way for us to survive in the future by occupying the market in Zhejiang? At most, we will be reduced to their agents. By then, the lifeline will be in the hands of others, and they can play with you however they want, and you will not be allowed to say a word."
Although he secretly despised these colleagues, Yan Benge still kept a smile on his face: "Okay, don't worry, everyone, I have already written a memorial to the court, accusing the Qingzhou capital commander's Yamen of blatantly selling illicit salt. I believe the court will
Give us justice. But this matter is not my business alone. I hope that after you go back, you will also use your own strength to continue to impeach the commander who does not understand the rules. As long as we can force him to make concessions, we can make him
Once the salt fields are taken down, all problems will cease to be problems."
"Oh, it turns out that Mr. Yan has been prepared for a long time. It seems that our worries are unfounded." Upon hearing this, all the salt merchants breathed a sigh of relief. Yan Benge has many connections in the court. Since he has already mobilized his power to attack
To impeach General Dingyuan of Qingzhou, all we have to do now is just follow him and wave the flag, so why not?
So the salt merchants who were determined in their hearts collectively expressed that they must closely surround Mr. Yan, unswervingly persist in the salt ban movement, must defeat the hateful General Dingyuan, and must open their doors.
He was held in his arms at the salt farm in Qingzhou.
After the salt merchants left one after another, Yan Benge, who was originally smiling, turned serious again. He took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Yan Zheng beside him: "Zheng'er, you will rush to the capital in person right away.
, go to Master Qian Qianyi, hand over the letter that grandpa wrote last night to Master Qian, and ask him to launch a clear stream to impeach the Qingzhou capital commander as soon as possible. Remember, the speed must be fast, otherwise I can even
It can be suppressed for a while, but as time goes by, those wallflowers who have breasts and are mothers will definitely switch to Qingzhou."
"Grandpa, why don't you wait for the four brothers of the Wang family to come back? If you do this now, you will break up with the commander in Qingzhou." Yan Zheng asked in surprise.
"The four brothers of the Wang family have already died at Erlong Mountain!" Yan Benge's face became even more gloomy, "I didn't expect that Pang Gang actually sent thousands of soldiers to guard at the foot of Erlong Mountain day and night, and they also put many hounds there. The Wang family
That's how the four brothers got involved. Since we can't get the secret of refining refined salt secretly, we will rob it openly. Mr. Qian Qianyi is one of the leaders of our Donglin Party. As long as he activates the rumor mill in the court
We have been submitting letters one after another, I think the Qingzhou commander’s position will be replaced soon!”
"Yes!" Yan Zheng quickly took the letter and carefully put it into his arms. He knew that the matter was of great importance, otherwise his grandfather would not send himself to the capital for such a trip.
Seeing that his grandson was ready, Yan Benge closed his eyes slightly and said: "Okay, you must remember that if Pang Gang is moved, the successor must be replaced by one of our own, otherwise if
The position of commander of Qingzhou has fallen into the hands of others, and we are just making wedding clothes for others for nothing."
"Yes...my grandson will remember grandpa's teachings, and he will go now!"
Listening to the footsteps disappearing outside the door, Yan Benge slowly opened his eyes and murmured: "The secret of refining salt must be in my hands. Pang Gang, don't blame me for being cruel. Who told you
It blocks my way of making money, so I have to decide on the position of commander of Qingzhou City..."
Although he didn't know that there were countless hands trying to reach out to his own territory, Pang Gang still worked hard to strengthen his own strength. As of mid-August, the three thousand recruits of Lingshan Guard finally ended their three-month recruitment period.
, so that Pang Gang had 8,500 soldiers in his hands. If we add the 7,000 soldiers in Laizhou and Dengzhou who have not yet been trained and the 1,000 fishermen recruited to serve as navy, the total number in hand is
Pang Gang, who has more than 16,000 troops, is already considered a strong local faction in Shandong.
Today, Pang Gang is leading several subordinates to stand at the completed Wanghai Fort Pier and look into the distance. Behind him are Hua Yan, Da Zhuang, Wang Zhi and other subordinates.
"Hua Xingchen, do you think the North Korean who reported the news was lying to us? Why haven't they been seen for so long?" Da Zhuang, an honest man, asked Hua Yan who was standing aside.
Hua Yan answered affirmatively: "No! What good will it do to him if they lie to us? Besides, you don't know our master's temperament, so you dare to lie to him! How brave does it take to lie to him?"
"Well, it's hard to say, those Koreans... hey... they're coming!" Before he finished speaking, Da Zhuang pointed to the distance and shouted excitedly, and as he
Looking at my fingertips, I saw several small black dots speeding towards me...
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