After a leisurely night, Zhenhai County was bathing in the spring rain like smoke and fog in the early morning. It was the end of February. If it were other places, it was a joyful spring rain.

The precious spring rain is too important for agricultural countries. The so-called plan for the year lies in spring.

But for Zhenhai, which was transformed into a commercial city under Qian Yuan's deliberate influence, any stormy weather is an upsetting existence.

The wind direction can affect the speed of ships going to sea to a considerable extent. If the wind is too strong, even business operations must be temporarily stopped.

Rainwater will make transportation in this era a troublesome. Although the Yongjiang River can connect Cixi, Yaojiang, Xixing Canal, and Qiantang River to the north and south canals, a large number of goods must be transported from the dock to the warehouse, which depends on cattle, horse and carriages.

The genius was so bright that Hou Ruliang came out of the government office with Master Zhang and wandered around the city.

The spring rain was like smoke. Hou Ruliang, who deliberately did not hold an umbrella, had a slightly wet bun. He squinted his eyes and looked at the slowly but extremely stable carriage.

For merchants who have been in and out of Zhenhai for many years, the speed of horse-drawn carriages and ox-drawn carriages will slow down, but those outsiders, like Hou Ruliang, who came to Zhenhai for the first time, seemed to be fast enough.

Because this was the first time Hou Ruliang saw such a spacious and flat avenue. The rain wet the bluestone slabs on the ground, but at first glance, there was almost no water puddle. This is a big city like the two capitals and Suzhou and Hangzhou.

"What a good road." Master Zhang murmured in a low voice: "But such a bluestone slab must be a lot of money."

"If it is damaged, replace it immediately." Hou Ruliang smiled and said, "Otherwise, why do you think Zhenhai County can share the profits from taxes and silver?"

Master Zhang chuckled, "Prince Zimin is quite disdainful of Sun Wenhe, but his subordinates think that Sun Wenhe is capable of governing the government."

Hou Ruliang also smiled, "Jingchuan Gong is in charge of business affairs and business rights, but the specific matters are all about Tongzhi Song Jizu, the proclaimer Wu Chengqi, and the magistrate of Zhenhai Sun Wenhe, among which Sun Wenhe is the most critical."

"Yes, inside and outside Zhenhai County, many managers are Qian Zhancai's old subordinates. Most of them were from Qi Jimei, Hou Jigao and Lu Bin's soldiers back then." Mr. Zhang nodded and said, "In Zhenhai County, only Sun Wen and one of them are the direct descendants of Suiyuan."

In addition to his own abilities, Sun Wenhe was able to be very good at being in Zhenhai, and his subordinates were largely due to their origins in Suiyuan. All the managers under him were obedient and did not dare to slack off.

This is also the reason why Wang Bengu invited him. Qian Longquan has a deep foundation in Zhenhai... Hou Ruliang sighed, "Hou is also a young Jinshi. It has been more than twenty years since he entered the officialdom. He has witnessed many famous ministers leaving with the wind. He has never seen a person like Qian Longquan."

Master Zhang was silent for a while and changed the topic, "Do you have a decisive plan to go to Jinji Mountain today?"

"Where is there any plan..." Hou Ruliang smiled bitterly and said, "Please persuade each other with great righteousness? Force each other with trade?"

"I heard that Qian Zhancai and Wang Wufeng are close friends. When Dazhou Duke searched for Wang Zhi..." Master Zhang frowned and said, "Do you don't know now?"

Hou Ruliang shook his head, "Last year, Hu Kerou wrote that Wang Wufeng's son was bullied by a nobleman in Beijing. Therefore, Jingshan Hou and Cui Qin, son of Princess Yongkang, were broken on the third day... It was obvious that they had nothing to do with Suiyuan, but rumors..."

He reached out to stop Master Zhang's question, and Hou Ruliang smiled and said, "Hao Xinzheng intends to take shipping, and Yuan Fu also suggested that today is just a test, and he will always wait until Wang Zimin takes control of the business before discussing it in detail."

"On the other side of the government office, you can help with the clerk, and you don't have to go to Jinji Mountain with me."

Hou Ruliang's eyes flashed. If Wang Bengu could control Zhenhai, it would mean that the Southeast Tax Silver would no longer be controlled by Qian Yuan's hands, and it would also mean that Suyuan's power would inevitably decline.

Xu Jie's support may not be successful, but the next cabinet chief will definitely agree with Gao Gong, who agrees with the shipping industry. Then... Hou Ruliang remembered Zhang Juzheng, who had a long talk with him at the end of the year before yesterday.

Although Xu Jie proposed shipping last year, it was just a kindness revealed to Gao Gong. Hou Ruliang did not trust Xu Jie very much in this regard. Relatively speaking, he trusted Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng more.

But after getting on the Xu Jie boat, it would be difficult to continue... Hou Ruliang sighed. He was not Qian Zhancai who formed Suiyuan himself and was favored by His Majesty, nor was he the old minister of Qiandi, who could become Gao Xinzheng's confidant.

Wearing a blue shirt and with only four followers, Hou Ruliang took the way out and crossed the river on a small boat.

Today, the government office posted a notice that fleets that have paid the tax silver can go to sea to sell goods. The rest shall report to check according to the rules, estimate the value of the goods, and pay the tax silver.

The boats were shuttled back and forth on the river, and there was no longer any blockage scene a few days ago. Hou Ruliang put on a canopy in his hand and looked out from a distance. He saw that there were ten large ships parked at the pier at the foot of Jinji Mountain. That should be the fleet under Wang Zhi’s command about to go out to sea.

There was no village at the foot of Jinji Mountain. It was not until Qian Yuan chose Hou Tao Mountain opposite to set up a city for trade that Wang Zhi wanted to set up a village here. Originally, it was just gathering young and strong people. Later, there were family members and female family members here to settle down. Now Wang Zhi himself has also settled here, and the leaders around him, such as Mao Haifeng, Xu Bixi, and Wang Yizhi, also live here.

Four years ago, there were only dozens of houses here, but now there are three villages, hundreds of houses, more than a thousand young and strong, with a population of thousands, most of which were pirates and their families who were circling the sea back then.

It is only a river separated from Zhenhai County, which is why some officials such as Hai Rui have complained about Qian Yuan... It is because they have changed to vegetarian food now, but what if they are greedy for meat one day?

Hou Ruliang turned to look at Weiyuan City on Hou Tao Mountain. Wang Bengu mentioned last night that the iron cannons on Weiyuan City were extremely powerful, which scared the border troops.

Wang Zhi is not young anymore, and he is already fifty-four years old this year. The rain in the middle of the night made him sleep uneasy last night. He got up early and was enjoying breakfast.

The fleet related to Suiyuan was requested for 23,000 taels of silver. This made Wang Zhi alert, but now, the fleet under his command was preparing to go to sea reported how much tax and silver should be paid? The government office and the inspectors still have no clear words.

Wang Zhi was thinking while chewing the fried dough sticks. Hearing that Tang Jingchuan fell ill in Hangzhou, many famous doctors were helpless. Now the border army is plundering Zhenhai, and the Dong family asks for heavy bribes... Did he think so badly before that Suiyuan is in a slump?

But Mr. Fang has always been calm and looks confident...

Thinking of this, Wang Zhi turned around and ordered, "Go and invite Mr. Fang."

Since Tan set out to Beijing, Qian Rui tried not to live in Zhenhai County, but chose to settle in Zhaobao Village, and lived not far from Wangzhi's house.

Not long after, Qian Rui came, but Mao Haifeng was still there.

"Entertainment Father, someone from outside sent a famous post." Mao Haifeng looked very strange.

Wang Zhi raised his head in surprise, "Famous post?"

Zhaobao Village is full of Wang Zhi's subordinates. The customers should go to the dock opposite the river. Who would come here?

And he also sent famous posts, which are the style of scholars. Who is ordinary people paying attention to this?

Wang Zhi's first reaction was Sun Ying, but when he took it, he opened his eyes and couldn't help but his pupils shrank slightly, "Governor of Zhejiang!"
Chapter completed!