The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Zhao Qingyi took Zhou Zhen back to the inn and lived in the courtyard at the back. In the evening, all the six guards who went out to inquire about it came back. Zhao Qingyi gathered them for a meeting and listened to them report on the relationship and official voices between the prefect of Pingyang Prefecture and the next few prefects, magistrates, judges and other important officials.

The concubine of the Li family is the wife of the chief envoy of Hedong Province. If there is no coexistence of interests, ghosts will not believe it. The imperial court also regulates mining operations, but it is not so detailed, and the amount of tax collected each year will naturally result in false accounts.

Three years ago, several heavily-hit counties in Hedong Road were exempted from taxation. Many of the victims came from those areas. However, the information received is that heavy taxes have been levied in the past two years. Anyway, I don't know who swallowed the money, and I don't know if I can copy it out.

Always find out their capital flow and evidence, get money for disaster relief, and regain the rights and interests of the coal mines, and get rid of those who are more eye-catching.

Another guard said: "The former Hongtong county magistrate heard from the people that he was an interesting person."

Zhao Qingyi said: "How interesting?"

The guard said: "When he took office, because his predecessor had a deficit in the accounts, things made a lot of trouble. He didn’t hand over the seal until his predecessor’s magistrate had made up for it. This Hongtong magistrate didn’t know how to work it out. I ran into an official, bad performance appraisal was demoted to look at the city gate, and replaced with the current county magistrate."

Zhao Qingyi said: "This is really interesting."

Hongtong County is a big mine-producing county. He has been a county magistrate and knows a lot, and he has faced deficits and the situation of the officialdom below, or he can ask Guo Yanjin to come and ask. This may be a useful person.

Zhao Qingyi also sent several guards five hundred taels each, as a reward for listening to her. These guards with some practical skills are not the kind of people with noble background and mixed qualifications, and they are not very high, five hundred. Both of them are not decimals, so they all smiled.

However, Zhou Zhen's grade was a thousand taels high, but he refused to accept it repeatedly.

Originally, Zhao Qingyi was an Donggong Liangyuan. Although she was the master and high in martial arts, she was a woman. This was not very convincing. If there was money to open the way, the guards had a crush on her, and she would be more energetic to do things for her.

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The next day, Zhao Qingyi received Li Wenyi’s invitation and went to his other courtyard to have a banquet. The sons of the Yang family and Liu's family and the second son of the Jianxiong army’s Jiedu family were all there, as well as the concubine of the prefect Wang Wenzhao’s family.

It is said that the prefect is a disciple of the Wei family, and the Jianxiong Army of Pingyang Mansion is considered to be a forbidden army. Zhao Qingyi has heard that he should be the talent of the six princes who believe in the king, but what he sees in reality may not be necessarily.

They don't care who is who, as long as they don't hinder each other's wealth, they can be friends. The son of the Wei family's student family and Jianxiong's army under the family of Xinwang Jiedu made the son of the family still chatting and laughing.

Zhao Qingyi pretended to be the nephew of the chief ambassador of Liangjiang Road, and his status was not bad. Those who had the ability to pretend to be **** could still mix with them.

Yang Yun, the son of the Yang family, was a lustful man, and he called a prostitute to accompany him. Zhao Qingyi was born handsome. There was a prostitute sitting next to her, serving diligently, glaring at her, and eating some of her little tofu. Zhao Qingyi was not annoyed. , But Zhou Zhen, who had been following her to protect her, looked at her with spicy eyes.

Zhao Qingyi smiled and said: "You girl from the north is stronger, like our beauties in Jiangdu, like a beautiful flower shining in the water at rest, like a weak Liu Fufeng when walking, her posture is beautiful, and her complexion is radiant. Very much."

Yang Yun said enviously: "Brother Zhao is really blessed. If I have a chance, I will definitely go to Jiangdu to see and see."

Zhao Qingyi smiled again and said to Wang Zhijun, the concubine of the prefect family, "I heard that the crown prince's hall fell in your mansion. I wonder if your beauties may come into his eyes?"

Wang Zhijun was a concubine and could not focus on family training, but he said: "Although the crown prince's hall was in the mansion, I didn't see it. I heard from my brother that because of the beauty of his highness, my father was kind and ended up not. "

Zhao Qingyi said: "I'm afraid that the beauty chosen by the mansion is not beautiful enough. This is not the time."

Yang Yun caressed his hand and said, "That's true. I'm here for disaster relief at this time. Otherwise, how can a man not love beauty?"

Everyone turned the lamp back and forth, and Zhao Qingyi said again: "I was born in a sacred land, and I am always a little bit contented. I saw a few of them today but found that they are no less than rich merchants in the south of the Yangtze River."

Liu Lin, the son of the Liu family, said: "Brother Zhao doesn't know something. Although the Jinzhong area is not as rich as Jiangnan, but we also have good things."

Zhao Qingyi smiled and said, "Could it be this glass of Fenjiu?"

Liu Lin said: "This wine will eventually be brewed with grain, but the coal in Jinzhong has to be dug down."

Zhao Qingyi said: "I've heard of this thing, but how much can it be worth? It's not copper, but making money, but making copperware is not as valuable as gold and silver."

Liu Lin said: "You people in the south don't understand. Although the price of this coal is not as good as gold, silver, copper, and iron, it is easy to mine and does not require complicated processes to refine. It is also useful. People in Jinzhong can burn stoves and strike iron. It can be used, and it can be sold at a good price when shipped to the south."

Zhao Qingyi said: "This mine is not taxed lightly, not to mention the exclusive mining and selling of salt and iron, let alone the mining of gold and silver, let's talk about copper, and this dynasty will also be taxed 28."

Liu Lin said: "This coal is different..."

Although Li Wenyi didn't doubt Zhao Qingyi at this time, he still interjected: "What are you doing here is just to make a living by relying on geographical advantages."

Zhao Qingyi smiled and said, "That's the same. Let's say that there is a lot of salt in our Jiangdu area. Many people cook salt for a living. It is not easy to cook salt. The price of selling to the official business is not high, but the price of the official business is not high. Low, how much profit is in the middle. There are a lot of private salt circulating secretly, like my cousin who is far away did this, this makes money, and I have to give my grandfather some respect every year, otherwise he will not be able to deal with some things. I still rely on my uncle."

Yang Yun said, "Isn't that the way it is!"

Zhao Qingyi smiled and said: "But coal is dark and you can't eat it. Even if you don't burn it, there will be charcoal in the winter, which is far inferior to salt. People can use coal, but people don't eat salt. Don’t you want to be a fool? If you want to talk about the rich, Jiang Du is slightly better."

The few princes present are all eager to win, just like the ancient salt merchants fighting for wealth, they can throw golden leaves on the wave, just like modern women who have been a junior, have no worries about food and clothing, have no worries about their futures, and still need them in emptiness. The same as showing off wealth.

Liu Lin said: "Brother Zhao, don't underestimate coal. It takes a lot of trouble to make salt. Coal mining can be much simpler. Coal is cheaper than charcoal and is cheaper. It is available in Yanyun, Shandong, and other places in the south. Merchants came to buy them and shipped them out one by one. This year, there are quite a few."

"Anyway, it's not as good as our Jiangdu salt! Like my cousin, who pays us 100,000 Guans per year to the Zhao family, he must have this number himself. What is the price of salt, and what is the price of your coal?"

Yang Yun said, "One hundred thousand Guans are quite a lot, but my family's minerals can also have this number in one year."

"No way?"

Yang Yun said, "Like Brother Li's family, I'm afraid that there are nearly one million yuan in income, otherwise, how can you say that you are the richest man in Binh Duong?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "With such an easy job, wouldn't everyone rush to go? How can the business be done? This is just Pingyang Mansion, how much is there in the entire Hedong?"

Liu Lin chuckled, as if Zhao Qingyi said something ridiculous.

Li Wenyi said, "Brother Zhao, what did such an elegant person say about these coppery things?"

Zhao Qingyi smiled and said: "A penny is hard for a hero, so don't underestimate it. To be honest, I am a member of the Zhao family, but why do I live more comfortably than my cousin? Brother Kuanyu, even my uncle wants me to be his biological son! However, my uncle and my political views are different, that is, I am not allowed to climb a branch, lest I get involved with friends, and only make me suffer from Kodi. Recruiting scholar. But I think that future generations have their own descendants. Uncle's official position can't even be passed on to his son, let alone me?"

The young man present didn't know anything about this kind of thing, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Zhou Zhen leaned on the pillars of the pavilion with her chest folded, and looked at the woman who bragged and didn't draft, really refreshing the three views.

Wang Zhijun thought of himself, and said, "I'm afraid that he just won't let you get ahead, but let your cousin go?"

Doesn't his father leave every opportunity to his brother?

Zhao Qingyi said: "That person is a real son, I have nothing to say."

Wang Zhijun said: "You are indeed different."

Zhao Qingyi's folding fan knocked on Wang Zhijun's shoulder, looked at the catkins outside the pavilion, and suddenly pretended to be forced, and said, "'The spring dances in front of Baiyutang, the east wind is evenly swept. The bees are surrounded by butterflies. How long have the water passed by? Must be Fangchen?

Thousands of threads will not change, let him gather and divide. Shaohuaxiu laughs without roots. The good wind sent me to the blue clouds by virtue of its strength. Brother Wang doesn't have to be discouraged, there is still a chance for catkins without roots. "

Yang Yun and Liu Lin are standard dudes, and although Li Wenyi is good at piano, he doesn’t read many poems and books. Only Wang Zhijun’s father is from Kedi. Although he is a bastard, he has not yet been admitted as a scholar, but he has also been reading since he was a child. .

Wang Zhijun praised: "What a great Linjiang fairy!"

Wang Zhijun received her "gift poems for comfort", and felt like a confidant in her heart. He raised a glass to her.

After borrowing Li Wenyi's pen and ink, Zhao Qingyi could not even apologize to Cao Dadao, so he wrote it out and gave it to Wang Zhijun.

Zhao Qingyi thought: The court's dispute over the interests of this coal mine is to be disputed, but there must be compromises at that time. Merchants can't get rid of them. If no one organizes this industry, there will be no income.

But Wang Wenzhao's family is also a member of the Wei family, and Wangcai can't do it too well.

Find out the details and have a charter for future management.

Zhao Qingyi and Li Wenyi stroked the song "Mountain Flowing Water", drank half-heartedly, and said goodbye in the evening.

At night, Zhao Qingyi sneaked into the hall of the mansion to meet Guo Yanjin. He always had to meet with him when he inquired about some things. He didn't know how he would deal with the crying and poor things in the counties. The disaster relief work was like a noble beggar.