Fang Yizhi waited for a while and confirmed that Zhu Xu had left. Then he rushed out of the room regardless of everything, attracted a carriage, and hurriedly urged to respond to Tianfu.

He was speechless here and wanted to be rude. With the emperor's "revengeful" personality, he could not revenge their Fang family. He had to go back as soon as possible and discuss countermeasures with his father.

Xu Ying was still confused, but today's opportunity was gone, so she had to go home.

While Liu Defeng was angry with Zhu Xu, he wanted to win over his relationship with Xu Ying, but unfortunately Xu Ying ignored him, the former minister who had been angry for too long.

Zhu Xu left Yingxiufang, and the sky was already dark, and a bright moon hung high above his head, making the little Qinhuai look even more beautiful.

The little Qinhuai is getting more and more lively, with crowds everywhere and laughter and joy.

Zhu Xu walked slowly in the crowd with his hands behind his back, looking at the bright lights and wine on both sides of the straits, and whispered to himself: "The things in Jiangnan are really complicated..."

It takes time to sort out complicated things and deal with them cleanly. What Zhu Xu lacks now is time, and it is impossible for Su to stay in Jiang for too long.

Cao Huachun and Cao Bianjiao followed Zhu Xu, one looked alert all around as usual, and the other looked at Zhu Xu's back with a slightly worried expression.

It is naturally Cao Huachun who was worried. He followed Zhu Xu almost indifferently for many years, knowing his diligence, but such diligence seemed to be a bit too far.

A person, a man, has almost no fun, and he spends all his time on government affairs. If this continues, there will definitely be problems.

As the chief supervisor of the palace, Cao Huachun was extremely sensible. He could not say some things, and it was not difficult to lead the emperor to do anything.

Zhu Xu visited for a long time and did not turn back until it was slightly dawn. When he returned to the inn, a small team leader of the Purple Clothing Guard was already waiting.

Zhu Xu took a sip of tea and sat in the lobby listening to his report.

The captain of the Ziyi team was less than 20 years old, with a calm face. He stood beside Zhu Xu, holding a note in his hand, and said seriously, "Emperor, through the registration book obtained by the Jinyiwei from the Ministry of Revenue, there are more than 200 salt merchants of all sizes and large nationwide, including Jiang and Su, with more than 100, and they are all rich and have more than one million yuan in wealth. Most of the people who caused trouble this time were Shanxi merchants and Hui merchants. They were grouped together and intended to monopolize the salt curriculum in Nanzhili."

Zhu Xu was not surprised. Although the price of salt was very low, it was a necessity and consumable, and everyone needed it. The small profits were very considerable. It was not surprising that these merchants were pursuing profits, so it was not surprising that they used any means to do this.

After all, the salt administration is the lifeblood of the country's economy. According to the plan of the "Jingzheng New Policy", it takes about a year to completely accept the salt administration to the court and be directly managed by the cabinet. At first, the salt administration must be sorted out step by step and sort out the chaotic and complex structure.

Jiangnan is the most developed place and naturally the most complex. If a province establishes a seller, then the Jingzheng will inevitably be extremely fierce, and at the same time it will cause great dissatisfaction among other salt merchants and create more unnecessary troubles.

Regarding the salt administration, Bi Ziyan and others have made many deductions, believing that one province and one business is the most suitable and is more favorable in all aspects. However, they have ignored the opposition from other salt merchants, or they do not think it will be too big.

“Continue.”

Zhu Xu took a sip of tea and said lightly.

"yes,"

The captain of the purple-clothed team turned a page and said, "The salt merchants in Jiang and Su have a deep relationship with government officials in various places. For example, the prefect of Yangzhou is a deep relationship with the salt merchants in Shanxi. In the struggle with the Hui gang, they all support the Shanshan gang. The struggle between the two gangs is expanding and has gradually been divided into two factions, not only the salt merchants in Yangzhou, Huai. An, Yingtianfu, Suzhou, and Hangzhou. They also have cloth merchants, grain merchants, escort agencies, etc...."

Zhu Xu raised his eyebrows, laughed, and said nothing.

Salt merchants can be said to be profitable and are easier to make money than other businesses. If you make money, you will have "good friends", and these "good friends" will also show their energy at this time.

Then, this salt merchant dispute will become more and more intense and even lose control!

The captain of the purple-clothed team looked at Zhu Xu and said, "The prefect of Yangzhou seems neutral, but in fact he is inclined to the Shanxi Gang. It is said that he has written a letter to the Jiangxi Governor Su's yamen, asking that Jiangxi Gang's salt class be handed over to the Shanxi Gang."

Zhu Xu was slightly weak in the Shanxi Gang's economic ability, but he had the support of the prefect of the prefect, but he was better and took the lead.

It was almost done when Zhu Xu said, "Tomorrow, Cao Bushan will come to see me. By the way, let Lao Cao come too."

"Abide by the order." Cao Huachun said.

The team leader of the purple-clothed team waited for a while and said, "About the imperial examination this year, Lord Qian Qianyi is already preparing for the examination. The examination registration has begun, and nothing else is done. The Jiang and Su Governor's Office suddenly investigated the Qinhuai River. It is said that many people have been arrested, and the details have not been reported yet."

Zhu Xu was surprised and had the courage to attack Qinhuaihe. He smiled and said, "Who leads the team?"

"Right-level political participation, Fang Kongzhang." said the purple-clothed team leader.

Zhu Xu's expression moved slightly and said, "Let Yingtian Mansion touch him and pass on the details of Fang Zheng to me."

"Yes!" The captain of the purple-clothed team responded and continued after a while: "Old Master Bi Ge has set off for the trip back to Beijing, and Shangshu Fu has also left Shaanxi. The capital is stable. I believe that the king will write a letter, please go to the vassal."

Zhu Xu tapped his fingers on the table a few times and said, "Accurate."

"yes!"

The team leader of the purple-clothed answered again and said, "There is nothing else. Bumubutai will arrive in Yangzhou tomorrow, and Hailanzhu will be one day late."

Zhu Xu waved his hand and said, "Well, I understand, go."

"Yes." The purple-clothed team leader turned around and left quickly.

Zhu Xu hasn't had a good rest recently. After roughly finding out some of the situation, he felt a little relaxed, so he went up the corridor and said, "Everyone can rest, I'll have a good sleep."

"Abide by the order."

A group of people in the lobby responded,

Zhu Xu washed up and went to bed, but after tossing and turning, he couldn't sleep. After a while, he sighed and got up in his clothes.

"This is the late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder..."

Zhu Xu lit the lamp, spread the paper, ground the ink, picked up the pen, and wrote four large handwritings on the paper: Bidding note.

Then he began to draft word by word, and finally spread the paper around and began to write carefully.

Zhu Xu is accustomed to the brush brush, but he is still quite unconfident in the handwriting.

It’s not that he wrote so badly, but that anyone who can pass the Jinshi now has beautiful characters, not to mention those old bureaucrats who have been in decades. If Zhu Xu’s handwriting, which is quite advanced, is probably a lot of people who will secretly laugh at it.

"We have to find a suitable gunman..."

Zhu Xu muttered and continued to write. Even if there is a gunman, he must have a complete document, and the catalog can be copied directly.

Cao Huachun didn't sleep. He sat in the lobby and looked at the room where Zhu Xu had the lights on again, and his expression became more and more worried.

If you endure this day and night, the iron-killing people will not be able to bear it?
Chapter completed!