Before leaving Zhenhai to return to Beijing, Qian Yuan made arrangements for the guards. Some of the guards who were more than 200 were left in Zhenhai, led by Hong Hou, some were stuffed into Yang Wen and Zhang Yishan's command, and the rest were taken into the capital by Qian Yuan.

Although there are constant news from the north and south, under the current circumstances, the transmission of messages seems a bit slow... Qian Yuan, a time traveler, attaches great importance to the speed of information transmission.

"Tell me the serious business." Qian Yuan signaled Peng Feng to pour a cup of tea, "It only means verbal message, it seems not a trivial matter."

"The earliest secret report was from the Liu family in Linhai, Taizhou. Mr. Zheng and Mr. Fushan sent people to inquire, and Yang Guerrilla also used means to test it. It was confirmed that since November last year, sea boats went out to sea to sell goods privately." Tang Yi drank a sip of hot tea and continued: "Ningbo Prefecture is not very clear, but there are big families involved in Wenzhou Prefecture and Taizhou Prefecture, and..."

"Um?"

"According to Mr. Zheng, there seems to be border troops involved."

Qian Yuan immediately thought of Dong Yikui, who was transferred to Zhejiang General. According to the rules, this guy should have brought his personal soldiers to the post. It seems that he wanted to come and grab the meat to eat.

After thinking for a while, Qian Yuan whispered: "Tax silver is only 10% of the price of going to sea... Is Jingchuan Gong not letting them go to sea?"

"Well, the border general and school were like they had never seen silver. They actually sold cotton cloth sent by merchants from Songjiang at a low price in Zhenhai, and beat up several people, which made a big fuss." Tang Yi replied in a low voice: "Dong General Pillion, the younger brother of General Pillion, had a quarrel with Jingchuan Gong and Sun Magistrate."

Qian Yuan's eyes flashed. The border generals have always been greedy for money and it is natural to want to eat meat. They just don't know what kind of character Guo Zhong and Fang Fengshi are about to take office.

Although he was far away in the capital, Qian Yuan collected all kinds of information from Zhejiang, from the officialdom to the caravans and fleets.

Unfortunately, although Zhejiang Governor Hou Ruliang is not a good person and is not considered a clean man, he is not greedy for money.

"It seems that there are not enough heads cut off in Linpingshan!" Peng Feng snorted coldly: "Young Master, General Qi Shen, Hou Guerrilla, Yang Wen, and Zhang San are still there..."

Qian Yuan waved his hand, "Don't move arbitrarily."

After a moment of silence, Qian Yuan whispered: "Yang Wenke finds out where the fleet smuggled out of the sea?"

"It is probably Huangyan County in Taizhou, Lihai District and Sanjiang District in Shaoxing, and Haining Guards in Jiaxing Prefecture," Tang Yi said carefully: "There are many garrison offices, and the traces of border troops are also found here."

Qian Yuan nodded, and the border generals have always regarded the guards as slaves, and even as their servants.

After a while of silence, Qian Yuan calculated the time in his heart, "It was already late December... Immediately asked Jingchuan Gong, Sun Wenhe, and Zhao Dahe to write a letter to denounce the fleet's smuggling."

Every year, mid-March, mid-July, and mid-October are the time for southeast to check accounts and pay taxes. There should be another one in January of the following year, but it will be moved to mid-March of the following year because the first month does not open the court, and it will be February.

In other words, the closest time point to now should be March next year, more than three months. If only Tang Shunzhi and others wrote a letter to denounce smuggling and selling goods without any practical actions... the smuggling fleet will expand rapidly irresistibly.

The amount of taxes and silver in March next year... may decline, or even fall to a very ugly level. At that time... Fang Fengshi, Guo Zhong had been in office for three months, and Tang Shunzhi and Sun Ying had already written a letter in advance.

Could it be that Fang Fengshi and Guo Zhong took the blame?

Such a small counterattack... shows ability through comparison, both light and heavy, just right.

Qian Yuan has already started to make bad ideas. If the tax and silver amount has not declined much, should Tang Shunzhi do something? Unfortunately, this old man is probably unwilling to do anything.

At this time, footsteps came from outside again. Liu Hong, with one-armed arm, looked at Peng Feng and Tang Yi, and stood aside silently.

Qian Yuan's eyes were fixed, he nodded slightly, and told Peng Feng: "How many people are there in the guard team left in the capital?"

"Last year, ninety-eight people entered Beijing, originally sixteen people in Beijing, totaling one hundred and fourteen people. Later, there were eighteen people leaving Beijing, and there were still ninety-six people."

"Sixty people were allocated and divided into three shifts." Qian Yuan calculated briefly, "Sets were set up in Yangzhou, Tongzhou and Hangzhou respectively, and delivered two Zhejiang affairs to Beijing every day, and they were all written in secret letters."

"Tang Yi, what you have just ordered, you will set off south early tomorrow morning. First inform Mr. Zheng, then inform Sun Wenhe, Zhao Dahe, Yang Wen, and Zhang San. All matters will be presided over by Mr. Zheng."

Qian Yuan took off the jade pendant from his waist and handed it over, "It's not for you, but for your fat boy."

Tang Yi took it with a smile, "Let the woman take the kid and kowtow to the young master."

"You are so obedient here, Peng Feng takes him to rest."

Watching the two of them leave, the smile on Qian Yuan's face disappeared and he turned to look at Liu Hong.

"Yellow Room A," Liu Hong whispered: "It seems quite urgent."

Half a quarter of an hour later, a carriage quietly drove out at the side door of the Qian Family Restaurant, turned two turns, and stopped at the corner for a moment. A middle-aged man in a blue shirt got out of the car calmly and left quickly.

"Kerou is here." Zhang Yongming, the newly appointed Zuodu Censor, smiled and said, "Does Kerou intend to go south?"

"Zhengxian was joking. This matter depends on the teacher's intention." Hu Yingjia smiled and greeted Zou Yinglong and Wang Bengu again.

Pang Shangpeng has returned to Beijing, and the Zhejiang Inspector Censor is vacant. According to the rules, the Zuodu Censor selected two people to report to the cabinet, and Emperor Longqing wrote a letter to him... But in fact, this operation is of particular importance.

If it is an emperor like Jiajing who is difficult to serve and scheming, it must be the imperial pen. If it is an emperor who is magnanimous, the cabinet's opinions can play a decisive role.

And today all the people gathered in Xu's mansion were from the Censorate, from the left censor Zhang Yongming, to the senior censor Wang Bengu, to Hu Yingjia and Zou Yinglong.

Uh, think a little deeper, Wang Bengu, Hu Yingjia, and Zou Yinglong are all disagreeing with Suiyuan. Some are vomited blood, and some are beaten more than one time... Xu Jie obviously wants to pick Qian Yuan's enemy to take over the Zhejiang Inspectorate.

After entering the study room, everyone sat down. Xu Jie glanced at Hu Yingjia, "Two years ago, Kerou went south to check the sweet potatoes, let's talk about it first."

As soon as these words were said, Wang Bengu, who had been in office for many years, was fine, but Zou Yinglong's face changed slightly. Could it be that the minister had decided to let Hu Yingjia inspect the Zhejiang Province?

"The student was born in Huai'an, but in his early years he followed his father in Jiaxing Prefecture and Hangzhou Prefecture. He returned to his hometown the year before yesterday. He was like an old man who had been separated for ten years, so he dared not recognize each other." Hu Yingjia sighed softly: "Liangzhe is a place where literati and poets gather, but now he talks about business everywhere, talking about money everywhere, and the mouth and nose are filled with people..."

Looking at Xu Jie, whose face had not changed much, Hu Yingjia paused slightly, and the topic changed, "But since the 36th year of Jiajing, Zhenhai established a city in Houtao Mountain to trade, the trend of opening a sea ban on trade has been unstoppable. Otherwise... if nothing else, the Ministry of Revenue will have a big fuss."

Zhang Yongming smiled bitterly: "Last year, the warehouse was empty. I heard that the money in the Taicang warehouse of the Ministry of Revenue in Beijing could not be piled up."

"The six provinces were added to the public and consumed the people. If it weren't for the Southeast tax silver, Shangshu Fang would have resigned long ago." Hu Yingjia said: "The people in Suiyuan only have money in their eyes..."

Xu Jie was playing with a piece of jade paperweight in his hand, "Ke Rou doesn't need to be shy about it."

"Don't blame Shaohu Gong." Zhang Yongming said with great interest: "I heard about Qian Longquan's name for a long time, so I calculated... Is Ke Rou the same year?"

Hu Yingjia nodded, "Qian Zhancai is indeed capable of being a good person, but he is also bold and arrogant. He served as the governor of Zhejiang six times. Except for Hu Ruzhen, who also served as the governor of Zhejiang, only Wu Weixi and Tan Zili can gain a firm foothold."

Zhang Yongming thought in his heart that there were three others, Ruan E, Zhao Zhenji, and Hou Ruliang. The first two were driven away by Qian Yuan directly or indirectly. Hou Ruliang is said to have to barely support him in Zhejiang, and life is very difficult.

"However, the tax on the southeast is heavy..." Hu Yingjia paused for a moment, "The southeast cannot be messed up."

"Ke Rou has grown." Xu Jie nodded with a smile.

Hu Yingjia's meaning is very obvious. Now the Southeast Tax Silver is too important to the court and must be taken back to the court, but the Southeast should not cause chaos.

The reason is very simple. They started Suiyuan and have been doing well. As soon as you take over, you will make a mess. What does the Ministry of Revenue think, what does the court think, what does the Majesty think, what does Your Majesty think?

"The teacher has been awarded the award." Hu Yingjia bit his lower lip with his teeth, as if he had made up some determination, and stood up and saluted: "Since the student entered the officialdom, he first sent the magistrate, and then served in the six departments, and the Censorate. However, after going south to check the sweet potatoes, he had thought about it and suddenly felt something. He asked the teacher to approve the students to be transferred to the six departments."

"Hmm?" Zhang Yongming looked at Hu Yingjia in surprise, "Ke Rou?"

Even Wang Bengu and Zou Yinglong, who were resentful, looked at him in surprise. Hu Yingjia was from the same Jinshi as the top three, but he was recognized as the best Jinshi in that subject except Suiyuan.

After being released from the magistrate, he was transferred to the six departments and then to the Censorate. If he could inspect Zhejiang this time, he might be able to govern a province for a few years. There are many precedents like this: Wang Minying, Hu Zongxian in history, and now Zhejiang Governor Hou Ruliang have taken this path.

Once the governor of a province, he may be able to become the Minister of the Six Ministry after returning to the court. No matter how bad he is, he is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, but Hu Yingjia has to jump to the Six Ministry.

And it was when the Zhejiang Inspector Censor was vacant.

Xu Jie thought for a moment and couldn't help but sigh that in terms of ability, Hu Yingjia is not short of experience, and he has the experience of going south. He is logically the best candidate for the Zhejiang Inspector Censor.

The reason why he wanted to transfer to the Sixth Division was simply because he was afraid of his fellow disciples' fight, because during this period, Wang Bengu has been showing his intention to go south to inspect Zhejiang all the time.

There was no way. Wang Bengu had almost set off to travel south back then, but Qian Yuan robbed the Zhejiang inspector... For this reason, Wang Bengu was so angry that he was so angry that he was smoking.

Over the years, whenever Qian Yuan’s great achievements in the southeast have been mentioned in Beijing, they will probably bring Wang Bengu with him... Fortunately, Qian Yuan snatched it away, otherwise, let alone a lot of tax silver was put into the warehouse, maybe the Japanese riots in the southeast had not yet subsided.

How could Wang Bengu tolerate this?

First, Qian Yuan abandoned him like a broken man, and then Zhang Juzheng betrayed him. When Xu Jie heard Hu Yingjia say this, his heart was warm... Fortunately, his eyes were not completely blind.

"If you don't do the Tao of the Sect, you are willing to join the Six Tribes, and you will have the ambition to help the people." Zhang Yongming commented.

The censor of the Kedao was a verbal person, and he had to do common affairs in the six ministries. Moreover, Hu Yingjia was born in the third grade of Jinshi and could not be promoted to the Minister of the Secretariat without a foreign official. Once he left the capital, he might have been more than ten years.

"Then let's go to the southeast." Xu Jie looked at Wang Bengu, "We need to act cautiously, but there is no need to be afraid to retreat. If we break it, we will break it."

Wang Bengu stood up and saluted, "Students remember Yuan Fu's teachings."

Although it has not been officially reported, it is impossible to change Wang Bengu's appointment as the Zhejiang Inspector, a cabinet chief, a Zuodu Censor, and a deal with Gao Gong.

Turning his head, Wang Bengu looked at Hu Yingjia with gratitude, "Ke Rou..."

"Brother Zimin, wealth is moving." Hu Yingjia's face was solemn, "Qian Longquan uses this to control business affairs, so Zimin cannot resist each other, and can also face it."

Wang Ben is thoughtful, and his wealth is touching... I did it too!

When I walked out of the study, Wang Bengu was ruthless in his heart. Qian Zhancai, I never forgot about what happened back then. I will definitely let you feel the shame of what happened back then!

Until now, Wang Bengu remembers that it was him and Wu Shilai, Zhang Juzheng, Xu Fan and others who had a banquet at the restaurant, in the name of seeing him off... As a result, after all the meals were finished, Qian Yuan came to smash the venue. It was not counted if he broke the venue. When he left the door, he realized that the duck that was in his mouth flew away with his wings.

Farewell at the gate of Xu's mansion, Wang Bengu got into the sedan chair, couldn't help but lift the curtain and glanced at Hu Yingjia. He took the overall situation into consideration and was quick-witted, and it was even more rare to have such a stubborn attitude. I have to remember this favor today.

Hu Yingjia, who didn't know that he had earned a favor, turned black and entered the backyard of Qian's restaurant through the side door. He had already walked this road three times tonight.

It was still the same room, the wine and food on the table had not moved, and the people sitting at the table had not changed. It seemed that they were waiting. Hu Yingjia drank three cups in a row before sighing: "Step by step... until now, I can't get rid of myself."

"Don't think about getting off the pirate ship." Qian Yuan smiled and lifted the wine pot and poured a glass of wine for Hu Yingjia.

"That may not be necessary." Hu Yingjia sneered: "At worst, I can follow Uncle Zhang."

Qian Yuan, who was drinking, coughed, but was not choked, and waved his hand with amusement and crying, "That's different... Uncle Zhang was forced to go to Liangshan."

"Hmm?" Hu Yingjia asked in surprise: "What's the inside story that night? Uncle Zhang suddenly betrayed Huating..."

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say." Qian Yuan smiled and said perfunctorily, looking at Hu Yingjia's face, "Is it Wang Zimin?"

"Well, Zou Yinglong was the same year as you and me. He was transferred from the pedestrian department to the Censorate. He had a little less qualifications and had no foreign official resume." Hu Yingjia said casually: "The position of Zhejiang Inspector is so important, why should I let it go... Wang Zimin hates you for not dying."

"Let him go to trouble." Qian Yuan avoided answering and asked back: "Brother Kerou, where are you?"

"Before leaving, Huating asked the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works." Hu Yingjia hesitated: "It's probably the Ministry of Revenue, and maybe he will interfere in the Ningbo Qinglisi Department."

Now Ningbo Qingli Department is in charge of the trade tax bank. Whether it is the operational Zhenhai, Ninghai, or the newly started Quanzhou and Xiamen, the head of the company is Chen Younian, the doctor of the Ministry of Revenue, and the core figure of Suiyuan.
Chapter completed!