Lin Ruhai toured salt fields across Yangzhou, bringing more than a hundred guards with him, giving many people opportunities.
There was an undercurrent in Yangzhou City. Salt merchants met secretly, and officials related to them also communicated frequently in secret, and soon reached a certain tacit understanding.
A depressing atmosphere enveloped Yangzhou.
At this time, the imperial envoy and the officials of the investigation team were sitting in the post house, and were forced into a dilemma by Lin Ruhai's sudden and sharp tactics.
This time, Lian Er, who had moved back to the post house, had a hard time.
Although he didn't sneer in person, he clearly felt that he was alienated again.
The boss of the investigation team, who was also his immediate superior, the Right Assistant Minister of the Criminal Department, came to him specifically for questioning, hoping to find out the true intentions of his uncle Lin Ruhai.
How else could Lian Er answer? He could only respond according to what his third brother said: "Due to various reasons, there were a lot of loopholes in the salt tax. Uncle Lin happened to take advantage of the imperial envoy to sort it out here, so that the court could not check the accounts later.
Not sure!"
The right minister of the Ministry of Punishment could only smile bitterly when he heard this. Lin Ruhai's thoughts were normal. No one would like to have bad luck in the future because of other people's problems.
only……
As a result, not only the imperial envoy, but also the investigation team was in a dilemma.
Another point is that the forces behind the salt merchants are no joke. If Lin Ruhai goes too far, some people may jump over the wall.
He said this in a vague way, and Lian Er's face turned pale with fright and almost peed, and he was in a trance.
His reaction made the right minister of the Ministry of Justice and several leading officials of the investigation team extinguish their suspicions, and they could only secretly say that it was bad luck.
This is also the reason why Jia Cong didn't let Lian Er know too much!
Since the city government of Chain Two and the authority brought by official positions are seriously insufficient at the moment, it would be better not to get involved in certain things. It would be good for him and everyone.
At least Lian Er, whose suspicions were eliminated, although he was still ignored by his colleagues in the investigation team, did not receive any blows or secret targets.
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It was a windy day and the sky was dark. It was still noon and the visibility was less than 20 meters.
Lin Ruhai, the Yangzhou Salt Patrol Censor, was inspecting a salt farm outside Yangzhou City, protected by hundreds of guards, despite the heavy rain that was about to fall.
Because there were serious problems with the accounts of the salt farm merchant, and the accounting clerk who was accompanying him found out the loopholes, Lin Ruhai immediately arrested people and sealed the accounts without saying a word, waiting for the details to be found out in the future before convicting him.
Boom!
Suddenly there was a loud thunder, and the sky seemed to have a big hole, and a heavy downpour fell, turning the guards around Lin Ruhai into soaked chickens in the blink of an eye.
"Uncle, the weather is not good to continue traveling, let's go back quickly!"
Jia Cong, wearing a bamboo hat, said to Lin Ruhai in the sedan: "This salt field has been almost checked, there is no need to be too anxious!"
In the past few days, he had been following Lin Ruhai. On the one hand, he witnessed the methods of making money by salt merchants and the operation mode of related interest chains; on the other hand, he personally protected Lin Ruhai's safety.
At first, Lin Ruhai refused to agree and asked a boy under ten years old to protect his safety. How shameless would it be if word got out?
Jia Cong didn't say anything, and there happened to be no one around. He directly picked up a rockery weighing several hundred kilograms in the back garden of Xunyan Yushi's official residence, threw it up and caught it, back and forth for more than ten times, which shocked Lin Ruhai. After that, they happily reached an agreement.
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Although due to sudden actions in the past few days, several salt farm merchants were not given any chance to react and did not encounter any danger, Jia Cong had no intention of leaving at all.
Of course, in the process of inspecting salt fields in various places in Yangzhou, he was eye-opened by many methods and the way the profit chain operates, and frankly he gained a lot of writing material.
Lin Ruhai only thought it was a joke and didn't take it seriously.
The rain was so heavy that it was difficult to see beyond a few steps.
A group of hundreds of guards were all in such a sorry state that they couldn't put up a normal vigilance formation. If they stayed a little further away, they might even get lost.
Fortunately, Yangzhou is prosperous and the official roads are well built and maintained. It is not too difficult to follow the official roads.
When we were about to pass the official road between two small mountains and forests, there was suddenly a loud rumbling sound, followed by the earth shaking, trees overturning, and muddy water rushing down.
Is this a landslide or a mudslide?
The group stopped at the intersection of the mountain forest and stared at the majesty of nature with their mouths open in the dim light of the sky.
Even the 'well-informed' Jia Cong couldn't help but open his mouth wide with a look of astonishment on his face.
Whether it was a mudslide or a landslide, it was unlikely to attract much attention from him, but the key point was...
Damn it, who are those hundreds of men dressed in black, screaming and being washed down the forest with overturned trees and rushing mud and water?
"Help..."
Seeing a group of people parked at the entrance of the official road in the mountain forest, many strong men in black clothes shouted for help, which was a miserable sight.
The guards who patrolled the Salt Censor's residence were silent. Each one of them seemed to have been cast a restraining spell, speechless as they looked at the unlucky men in black in front of them.
Damn it, they are not fools, how could they not see that these unlucky guys should be the ones who ambush them.
It was just too unlucky to encounter a natural disaster such as a landslide. As a result, before they could take action, they were completely unlucky.
"Brother Cong, what's wrong?"
Lin Ruhai's spirit had been very tense. Hearing the screams and cries in front of him and the strange atmosphere around him, he couldn't help but ask.
"nothing!"
Jia Cong had a strange smile and a very strange tone of voice: "A bunch of people are preparing to ambush our strong men. They have been punished by God!"
As he said this, he couldn't help laughing wildly. When the mudslide in the forest in front of him stopped, he ordered the guards patrolling the Salt Censor's Mansion to drag out the still alive man in black.
At this time, the guards of the Yanyan Censor's Mansion were all in high spirits and their morale was rising. Jia Cong's words "condemned by God" shocked their hearts, as if they felt a little more sacred.
Could it be that Mr. Lin is a star in the sky who has descended to earth, so he has the protection of heaven?
There was no need to interrogate. The group of men in black who were still alive after being hit by the mudslide had already suffered a mental breakdown. After just a little questioning, everything was revealed.
They were indeed preparing to ambush Lin Ruhai!
As for who is behind it, they don’t even know!
"Don't worry, uncle, they are just a bunch of clowns!"
Jia Cong stood beside the sedan and consoled him: "It must have something to do with those salt merchants!"
Despite this, Lin Ruhai was still shocked and angry, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect those guys to be so bold and dare to collude with bandits to ambush the court officials!"
Jia Cong didn't answer, but he was very disapproving...