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Chapter 663 Actions of all parties

Patrol the Salt Censor's Yamen and sign the house.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and with a creak, Lin Zhao put down the book in his hand and looked at the visitor.

Zhang Wannian bowed first and then said: "My subordinate did something wrong. Wei Yang was silenced and imprisoned. I came here to apologize to Dian Shi!"

Lin Zhao raised his eyebrows and figured it out in an instant. He sneered and said, "It seems that some people are anxious, but they think that since Wei Yang is dead, they can defend and counterattack?"

After saying that, he sighed again: "I exposed the situation. I originally wanted to see what methods they had, but I didn't expect that their speed was so fast and their range was so large!"

After saying that, Lin Zhao suddenly stood up and said: "This Wei Yang is someone we drank wine with after all. If he dies, I have to give him a ride.

Zhang Wannian trembled but said nothing.

My lord spoke so sanctimoniously, I really didn’t know what to say.

When Lin Zhao and Zhang Wannian entered the prison, a carriage passed by the gate. In the spacious carriage, there was a person with a white hair and a silver beard, wearing low-key and luxurious clothes, with a rosy face. He was obviously from many generations.

He is rich and noble, while the other person is elegant and elegant, but he is a celebrity respected by everyone.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting opposite each other, and a game of chess was being played on a chessboard in front of them.

The old man with white hair and silver beard has his eyes narrowed, but when he opens and closes them, it can be seen that he is definitely a shrewd person.

If the big salt merchants in Yangzhou City saw him, they would definitely bow down and shout "Master Wei."

Yes, he is none other than Wei Chunhua, the leading salt merchant in Yangzhou City.

The celebrity stroked his beard and looked away from the lowered curtain of the carriage. A chess piece fell down in his hand and he smiled slightly at Wei Chunhua and said: "Master Wei is really a good trick. If you don't take action, the world will be settled. No wonder

The Wei family can occupy 30% of the market of our Daming salt industry and become the giant salt merchants in Yangzhou."

Wei Chunhua smiled modestly and said: "Mr. Zhou is really ridiculous. Mr. Wei is a businessman and knows how money moves people's hearts. It is not difficult to bribe a salt patrol censor."

Mr. Zhou, who was sitting opposite him, sighed slightly, looking extremely sad, and even said with wet eyes: "It's a pity that Brother Wei Shi died tragically at the hands of corrupt officials. The Wei family was so humiliated. It really makes people angry."

Wei Chunhua glanced at Mr. Zhou, but his expression did not change at all.

Mr. Zhou was a local celebrity, and was actually one of the intellectuals sponsored by the Wei family. It was he who came up with the idea to have Wei Chunhua cut off his wrist, and then frame Lin Ruhai and his son.

Unexpectedly, he looked like a close friend who had died. Even Wei Chunhua, an old man in the world, felt ashamed.

However, Wei Chunhua is not a simple person. He just sighed slightly and said: "Wei Yang was upright and awe-inspiring. He rebuked corrupt officials and was brutally killed. He is a good son of my Wei family!"

Mr. Zhou looked at Wei Chunhua with a solemn face and said: "Brother Wei Shi was generous and heroic, but today he was killed by a corrupt official. When the news spreads in Yangzhou City tomorrow, the public will definitely be in a rage. When the people are angry, there may be an attack on the salt patrol.

Something happened at Shiyamen!"

As he spoke, Mr. Zhou said with a bit of solemnity in his eyes: "I wonder what Mr. Wei thinks?"

Wei Chunhua nodded and said: "What you said is true. The people's eyes are sharp. There were corrupt officials in Linzhou who forcibly levied commercial taxes, but they were beaten to death by the people. There were tax supervisors in Suzhou City who forcibly levied silk and silk. In the end,

He was besieged in his residence, not allowed to go out for ten days, and starved to death!"

Mr. Zhou looked in admiration, nodded and said: "The righteous people of Jiangnan dare to fight against those harsh tax collectors, and the people of Yangzhou are not short of bloody people."

Lin Zhao just walked into the prison and suddenly stopped. Without looking back, he said directly to Li Long next to him: "There is a carriage passing by outside, with a white horse and a purple shaft. Let me find out who is on the carriage?"

Li Long said: "I will go right now."

Seeing Li Long turning around to leave, Lin Zhao said: "Be careful and don't alert others. There are secret whistles around the carriage."

In prison, Lin Zhao recruited Zhang Wannian and several others. These people had already been conquered by him and were all promoted by him. There were also a dozen people who were older orphans adopted on the road. Lin Zhao used the soul-transferring method to control their minds.

He was loyal to him and said: "No need to be polite, everyone stand still, I have something to say."

Soon everyone stood up and stood aside with great respect.

Lin Zhao glanced at him and said: "My father was appointed by the emperor as the salt inspector, and he was stationed in Yangzhou to collect commercial taxes for the country. However, Yangzhou has long been bewitched by the wealth and wealth, and everyone is eager to take all the money in their arms.

Here, there is no country at all. We, the Salt Patrol Censor, wanted to restore some due commercial taxes, but there is a group of people who want to kill the Salt Patrol Censor. If this is the case, then don’t blame Lin Zhao for going on a killing spree!"

When everyone heard this, they didn't show any fear at all. Instead, they all showed excitement.

If they were able to be subdued by Lin Zhao, they naturally knew that Lin Zhao's methods were definitely not what the rumors said.

Just a glimpse can be enough to benefit them for a lifetime.

Lin Zhao nodded towards Zhang Wannian, and Zhang Wannian immediately understood and said to several government officials: "I'll give you one night to concoct a batch of confessions. Lin Dianshi said that Wei Yang colluded with Japanese pirates, bribed officials, had evil intentions, and was killed.

Never let go.”

Several names on a piece of paper related to several major salt merchants based in Yangzhou, and they were obviously selected by Lin Zhao as victims to fight back against certain people.

It was obvious that many people were going to have insomnia this night.

Heying was guarding the Qianhu Mansion. Qianhu Master Gu Jinbiao was walking back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, looking back to glare at Gu Haiquan who was kneeling on the ground.

After a long time, he sat on the Grand Master's chair, glanced at Gu Haiquan, and sneered: "You are still not convinced, do you think that Lin Zhao is just a fool who can be rubbed by you in your hands?"

"I don't dare, kid." Gu Haiquan said hurriedly.

"Don't dare, you are already very brave! Do you know how many people Lin Zhao shocked on the road?" Gu Jinbiao snorted: "If the Salt Patrol Censor's Yamen's primary target was not those salt merchants, you would have been there by now

My limbs were broken and thrown here! I still have to thank them with a smile on my face!"

"No way?" Gu Haiquan was shocked.

"No? This Lin Zhao crossed the Yangtze River under the Yellow Crane Tower, flying as fast as an eagle. Even Dong Qianli, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, knew that he was outmatched, and ordered his subordinates not to harass or oppose the Lin family. When they arrived in Zhenjiang, the leader of the Cao Gang

They even knelt down and kowtowed and offered five hundred thousand taels of silver. Do you think their knowledge is not as good as yours?" Gu Jinbiao sneered.

"No way?" Gu Haiquan was suddenly sweating profusely and was so frightened that he could hardly speak incoherently.

"You said that you are a yameni who wanders around Yangzhou City all day long. Everyone greets you with a smile when they see you. You applaud and agree with you when you say a word. Do you really think that you are a wise man and the best in the world?" Gu Jinbiao looked hateful.

He continued with a look of iron that would never turn into steel: "According to the news I got, those people are planning to imitate the people of Linzhou Prefecture who attacked and killed the tax collectors, and besieged the Salt Patrol Censor's Yamen, making Lin Ruhai unable to go out, and at the same time taking the opportunity to get rid of Lin Zhao

."

"This..." Gu Hai lived in a yamen, eating, drinking and having fun every day, flying eagles and lackeys, and fighting with the yamen who didn't like him. Who would have thought that the resentment behind him would be so great.

He was excited and said hurriedly: "Dad, if the people in Linzhou City can beat the tax collector to death, then the salt merchants in Yangzhou City are more powerful, will they..."

"boom!"

Gu Jinbiao stepped forward and kicked Gu Haiquan to the ground, shouting angrily: "Are you a pig brain? When it comes to force, no matter how powerful the salt merchants are, can they compare to the White Lotus Sect and the Cao Gang? These gangsters are not like that

You dare to be disrespectful to Lin Ruhai's family. These salt rats have been blinded by wealth, and they no longer know who has a big fist and who has a ruthless knife. Do you think your father can't see it? Do you understand now?"

Although Gu Haiquan was kicked to the ground, of course he did not dare to resent me, but he still asked with a puzzled face: "But, you think too highly of the Lin family and his son, right? Lin Ruhai was indeed entrusted with important tasks by the emperor. That Lin

Zhao is indeed very powerful in martial arts, but no matter what, how can he defeat these forces rooted in Yangzhou? Even our army may not be able to suppress those people! I'm afraid..., I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Gu Jinbiao snorted coldly: "Do you think those salt merchants were more filial in the past, so I should help them deal with the Salt Patrol Censor Yamen?"

This rhetorical question left Gu Haiquan speechless. At the same time, he seemed to have some understanding of the situation at hand.

When Gu Jinbiao saw him like this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he scolded: "The censors in the past did not have knives in their hands, but now the censors have more than just knives in their hands! Do you understand?"

Only then did Gu Haiquan understand, and he quickly said: "My child, I understand, it's dad who has the upper hand."

"Nonsense! If you don't understand, how can your father stay in Yangzhou safely for ten years? Since you understand, why don't you go back to the study and you won't be allowed to go out for ten days!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Gu Haiquan agreed repeatedly, and ran away as if he had been granted amnesty.

Gu Jinbiao looked at his son's retreating back, sighed slightly, turned around and entered the secret room of the study, cupped his hands to the person sitting inside and said, "Gu, thank Master Dong for clarifying my doubts. I'm very grateful."


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