Zhu Youjian was very troubled and thought about how to meet Fu Changzong and how to collect the salary from the royal family.

At this moment, a group of people gathered in Li Qiyuan's mansion outside the palace, and everyone was worried.

Li Qiyuan, former Minister of Revenue, stayed in the position of Minister of Revenue for nearly two years, which was considered a long time in the late Ming Dynasty. He was the head of the Ministry of Revenue and had just resigned last year. He knew the Ministry of Revenue best and had the greatest influence.

He was the former Minister of Revenue Cai Dexing, who was the former Minister of Revenue. This man was Wei Zhongxian. Wei Zhongxian was imprisoned. He resigned in panic and hid in the capital to watch the wind.

Then there are Guo Yunhou, another popular candidate for the Minister of Revenue, Li Sicheng of the Ministry of Personnel, Dong Kewei of the Ministry of Works, Fang Zhuangli of the Censorate, and the Minister of the Wailang of various yamen. As long as they are qualified to enter, there are more than a dozen.

Cai Dexing looked at Li Qiyuan and said with a solemn look: "Sir, the salt price is boiling now, and the people are suffering so much. We cannot sit idly by and watch."

Guo Yunhou also looked worried about the country and the people, saying, "Yes, it's not just the capital now. The salt prices in Jiangnan have risen, and even the food prices have risen. If this continues, I'm afraid that the people will live in a miserable life and the world will be in chaos."

Li Qiyuan's face was calm and his body was thin. He sat upright, feeling like he was not angry and mighty.

He listened to the two of them, his brows moved slightly, and he immediately said, "I heard that King Xin has mobilized a batch of salt to Beijing..."

"Not enough," Cai Dexing said anxiously without waiting for Li Qiyuan to finish his sentence: "Sir, the key is that the salt farms in various places are banned and even a grain of salt cannot be produced. If this continues, no amount of salt will be enough!"

Guo Yunhou was a military officer. In Guang and Dong, he was in charge of rice and grain. Later, he was the Shaoqing of Taipu Temple and the left minister of the Ministry of War. Last year, he avoided the party and resigned from his post because he was sick. He thought he had a say in the people's livelihood. He approached him a little and said, "Sir, Xia Yan is right in front of him. If it is delayed, I am afraid that it will not be able to calm down in the past six months. Now the civil chaos is everywhere. If the matter of salt administration is added, it is like cooking oil in a blaze, and it may be difficult to curb..."

"Yes, sir, if you don't say anything, it will be a mess..."

"The new emperor knows nothing and acts recklessly. Now is the time when we are waiting to help us resolve our mistakes..."

"Yes, I can't let the emperor do this anymore!"

Li Qiyuan listened to the words of the few people, pondered for a while, and said, "Okay, Master Ye has returned to Beijing, I'll visit him tomorrow."

"Okay, it would be best if Grand Secretary Ye speaks."

"We're relieved now..."

"If the salt price can be stable, we can return home with peace of mind..."

There were also many people he could not refuse to visit Yang Lian’s mansion.

Guang, Dongguan, An, Hui Governor, and even a special envoy from the Fu Palace. Most of them were Donglin Party members from Jiangnan, and they couldn't settle down at this moment, and they came to visit.

Almost at the same time, a distinguished guest was also welcomed at Fu Changzong's mansion.

The cabinet is second only to Sun Chengzong, Wei Guanghui, the third-ranked cabinet master.

Because there are only three cabinet masters in the cabinet at present, his status is more prominent, so Fu Changzong opened the middle door and invited Wei Guanghui into it.

Wei Guanghui held his hands behind his back, smiling gently, looking approachable and friendly to his subordinates. He looked at the mansion while walking, and smiled, "This is the first time this cabinet department has come to this mansion."

Fu Changzong was still guessing Wei Guanghui's purpose, and responded calmly, "Let Master Wei laugh."

Wei Guanghui smiled and said, "It's much worse than the one in this cabinet. If Lord Fu wants to change the mansion, this cabinet can introduce you to a good one. The price guarantees to satisfy Lord Fu."

Fu Changzong pondered Wei Guanghui's words and said casually, "Where is the house that Master Wei said?"

Wei Guanghui's smile on his face became more and he looked at him and said, "It's not far from Lord Fu, and he's gone in and out three times. It is said that it was the yard of Master Chen before."

Fu Changzong's brows moved slightly, and he looked at Wei Guanghui without saying anything.

When it comes to Ge Lao Chen, there is only Chen Yiguan in the Wanli period. This is the leader of the Zhejiang Party. He served as the chief assistant for five years during the Wanli period. His abilities and means were first-class. When he was in power, the court was almost the only one-man of the Zhejiang Party. The Donglin Party or the Chu Party were both hit and unable to recover. He dared not act rashly, and he was really the "prisoner"!

Although he was dead and there was not much left of the Zhejiang Party, after all, less than seven years have passed. If he wanted to buy his house in the capital, he would never have enough money.

Wei Guanghui is now a cabinet master and has a rich family background, but if he wants to give Chen Yiguan’s old house, he is afraid that he is still not qualified.

Seeing that Fu Changzong was not speaking, Wei Guanghui thought he was hesitating. He took a step closer and whispered almost side by side, "Mr. Fu, if you can open the salt ban field as soon as possible, you will have a generous gift."

Fu Changzong completely understood that this Master Wei must have been asked to be a lobbyist.

He thought of Zhu Xu's previous words and said hesitantly: "Gei Master Wei, the emperor has given full power to King Xin to deal with this matter. He has been to King Xin's Mansion before. The prince's intention is that the ban must be lifted after the result."

Wei Guanghui's expression moved slightly, raised his head and looked forward with his hands behind his back, and said to himself, "There is a result..."

After a long time, a strange smile appeared on his old face and said, "It should be a result."

Wei Guanghui turned to look at Fu Changzong, smiled reservedly and said, "Mr. Fu, that house is yours. In addition, you can send someone to Shengyuan Inn. Just say that this cabinet department said that there will be 20,000 taels of silver bills for you. Everything will happen later, I hope Master Fu can continue to help you."

Fu Changzong was stunned for a while before he understood what Wei Guanghui meant, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

First, he did not agree to anything about Wei Guanghui. Second, the 20,000 taels made him feel that he was too stingy. Not to mention that he is now the "de facto" Minister of Revenue, just saying that the silver that Zhu Xu passed by him a year ago was a million taels.

However, after understanding Wei Guanghui's intentions, Fu Changzong calmed down. Looking at Wei Guanghui's confident and smiling old face, he also pretended to ponder for a while and stretched out five fingers.

Wei Guanghui frowned and said, "Fifty thousand taels? Lord Fu, you should not be greedy in life. Twenty thousand taels, but you can't make money in twenty years as an official."

Fu Changzong shook his head and said, "Georg Master Wei misread it. What the officials said is 500,000 taels!"

Wei Guanghui's face changed drastically, and he immediately said with a gloomy voice: "Does Lord Fu joke with our cabinet department, or do you really want the lion to speak out?"

Fu Changzong raised his head slightly, as if he was fearless: "Don't you know that I have a salt field, and my annual income is hundreds of thousands of taels. Those people are still worth more than me, 500,000, not much at all. If Master Wei agrees, I can convince the emperor to attend court as soon as possible, or submit a memorandum."

Wei Guanghui's face became more and more gloomy. He only received 50,000 taels. Listening to Fu Changzong's words, thinking about the salt field in Fu Changzong's mouth, I'm afraid that the salt administration still has something he doesn't understand!

Stop lying!

"Let our cabinet think about it."
Chapter completed!