Tang Shunzhi was about to die of illness, which was an accident for Sun Ying and Suiyuan. At least Sun Ying had not mentioned it to Qian Yuan in the letter.

Now that Ningbo prefect is missing, whoever can succeed will definitely take the initiative.

Wang Bengu could not agree, dared not agree, nor could he agree. Neither Xu Jie nor Gao Gong would agree.

Hou Ruliang thought for a while and advised: "Mr. Jingchuan is not a person in Suiyuan. If he chose Suiyuan scholars to take charge of Ningbo Mansion, he would probably be in the court..."

"The Ningbo Prefect is in charge of Zhenhai's commerce. It is difficult for the Ministry of Personnel to make arbitrary decisions. He must pass the cabinet, not to mention that the tax and silver are sharply reduced, and His Majesty will ask." Wang Zimin turned his head and said, "Your Majesty will not nod even if he chooses a scholar in Suiyuan."

Sun Hesitated, "Thirty thousand taels of silver?"

"Two and two sides!" Wang Bengu turned the railway firmly: "Wang is willing to take a step back, and Suiyuan has already gained great benefits."

What Wang Bengu and Hou Ruliang did not expect was that Sun Ying nodded repeatedly after hearing this, "It's true, it's true!"

"If it were Hu Kerou, who had gone south, he might not have fallen into the pit. If it were Lin Runzhi, he would have been afraid that he would have bravely moved forward in desperate situations!"

Hou Ruliang turned his head and said, OK, Suiyuan scholars are so vicious, their mouths are too poisonous... Look at Wang Bengu, his face has been pale, and now his face is red and his face is changing. Maybe Sun Ying will spit out a mouthful of blood after saying a few more words.

Sun Ying looked at this scene indifferently. Although this was a bit poisonous, it was the truth.

Hu Yingjia once went south to stay in Zhenhai for more than a month. He was very familiar with the business process. He even understood the new accounting method in the Ministry of Revenue. He was not greedy and might not be able to get into the trap.

Lin Run is not like Wang Bengu who is hard on the outside and soft on the inside. He is hard on the outside and strong on the inside. He will move forward bravely when he falls into a pit and will not care about personal gains and losses.

Hou Ruliang talked a few more words and asked in a low voice: "Wenhe, what memorial was sent to Beijing?"

Sun Ying pretended to do something and calculated, "Now, I should be in Jiaxing, but far from Tongzhou, so you can rest assured."

Wang Bengu's nostrils were slightly opened. He sent the letter six days ago. He has only arrived in Jiaxing now... According to the distance, he should have passed Yangzhou at least!

Hou Ruliang was a little helpless, and he was really good at calculating.

After glanced at Wang Bengu, Sun Ying coughed twice, "Brother Zimin must have letters to enter Beijing, right?"

This is for sure. The memorial was sent to the Tongzheng Department and the secret letter was sent to Xu Jie... Wang Bengu was expressionless, thinking in his heart about what expression would Xu Jie look like after seeing his confident letter and knowing what kind of expression would be after he knew today...

"Brother Zimin is following Wang Zhao, who is over thirty years old, wearing a green long gown, and set off with a letter to the north six days ago, right?"

Looking at the sight of Wang Bengu, Sun Ying nodded with a smile, thinking that instead of changing to Zhejiang inspectors, it would be better to leave this wasteful snack that he knew was amazing.

When he returned to the government office, Wang Bengu did not dare to leave, and he did not dare to leave without taking the memorial and secret letter. However, Hou Ruliang finally let go of the big stone in his heart and returned to Hangzhou.

Taking back the memorial means he chooses to shrink. It doesn't matter who the Ningbo prefect falls into, but Wang Bengu now clearly realizes that no matter who serves as the Ningbo prefect, unless it is... a product like Hai Rui who cannot penetrate the needle and cannot be splashed in water, it will be difficult for anyone to control business.

However, that's not your business.

He took back the secret letter to Xu Jie, and told him that he would not lose face. He told him that he should be able to keep the position of the Zhejiang Inspector... Otherwise, Xu Jie, who was happy first and then angry, would definitely want to change to the Zhejiang Inspector.

Wang Bengu comforted himself in his heart, at least, at least, he didn't lose much this time.

At this moment, a follower's report sounded outside, and Dong Yiyuan walked into the door with an unpredictable expression.

"Brother Zimin... Zhenhai County Yatana sent people to take over business, and the guerrilla Yang Wen led his troops to the wharf..."

"Get back." Wang Bengu said expressionlessly: "I suffered a loss this time."

"What?" Dong Yiyuan also guessed that there must be something wrong, but he did not expect that Wang Ben had the intention to retreat.

"What? Why?" Wang Bengu stood up and gritted his teeth, looked at no one outside the door, then lowered his voice and shouted loudly: "Your Dong family has done a great thing!"

"Since the beginning of the country, there have been smuggling and selling goods in the southeast, but your Dong family doesn't know how to restrain themselves!"

"How many fleets do you have?!"

"How much profit will it make when going overseas to sell goods?!"

"You have been smuggled out of sea since September last year, and the Zhenhai tax silver has been reduced by more than 400,000 taels of silver in half a year!"

Wang Bengu sat down dejectedly, and he was naturally able to figure it out now. Suiyuan must have known about the Dong family's smuggling incident, but it was only triggered but not released.

I was the Zhejiang inspector who came to Zhejiang to grab the power, and Suiyuan knew it. If there was no Dong family, I might have changed my way to grab the power.

But Suiyuan deliberately kept the Dong family, tied himself and the Dong family together with various means, and finally fell into the pit together.

Like Zhao Zhenji back then, he was played with in his hands.

"What's the big deal about smuggling and selling goods, but it's so rampant..." Wang Bengu sighed: "Go back and tell your brother, please calm down!"

Dong Yiyuan was confused when he heard this, and then asked in a low voice: "Where is Yuanfu..."

Wang Bengu suddenly looked up, "This matter has only been six days. Those who know the inside story will be the only one who knows the inside, except for me, Suiyuan and Zhejiang Governor, you are the only one of you Dong's family."

Dong Yiyuan understood this time and bowed, "You must keep your mouth shut."

Seeing that Wang Bengu didn't speak, Dong Yiyuan whispered and tentatively: "It's better not to be in charge of business..."

"When I can go back to Hangzhou Prefecture, the Dong family will have a great gift..."

"Okay, okay." Wang Bengu sighed: "I just want you to be less powerful. The tax and silver account book is about to enter Beijing, and the court will inevitably hold it accountable. I can cover it up, but..."

"Suiyuan?"

Wang Bengu hesitated and shook his head and said, "Suiyuan may not be able to add harm to the wrong person, but he will definitely not allow the tax silver to always maintain such a low level... If you don't speak out, you're afraid..."

"Yes, yes, yes, I will definitely tell my brother."

Dong Yiyuan left the government office, wiped the cold sweat from his head, and cursed in his heart, "This guy is a useless guy, has collected so much money and wants my Dong family to stop now?"

Even just now, I didn’t see you rejecting the generous gift I promised!

Anyway, we are the Northwest General, so we make more money in the southeast. Maybe we will be transferred back one day, and then...

Wang Bengu, who was still in a daze, lamented in his heart that if he had entered Zhejiang and had not elected the Dong family, if he had not accepted the Dong family's bribes...

But is this possible?
Chapter completed!