Qian Yuan slowly raised his head and looked at the old man with a dry face. After a while, he whispered: "What are the benefits for Suiyuan? What are the benefits for me, Qian Zhancai?"

This is also something that Fang Dun had not figured out, why Suiyuan is so persistent in Southeast business.

"Does Mr. Li'an really think that Qian is greedy for money?"

"Although Suiyuan is involved in party struggles, she hates party struggles the most."

Qian Yuan poured a glass of wine expressionlessly, drank it all, turned his head and looked straight into Fang Du's eyes, "Qian, I feel ashamed of being upright."

"Pretty and silence..." Fang Dun muttered a few words, sighing: "Is it Huating or Xinzheng?"

Before Qian Yuan, Xu Wei replied, Fang Dun sighed again: "Xinzheng is arrogant and likes to take over power, but is not greedy for money. The Xu family is reported to be a mansion and beautiful house... Moreover, Xinzheng's in-law Guo Zhong went south to serve as the prefect of Shaoxing at the end of last year, and Zhejiang Governor..."

Qian Yuan and Xu Wei looked at each other and remained silent. Fang Dun easily guessed the opponent correctly, but got the key executor wrong... There was no way, Hou Ruliang had been serving as the governor of Zhejiang for two years, and he was the leading figure of Xu Jie's party in Zhejiang.

"I returned to Beijing to enter the Ministry of Revenue in the 28th year of Jiajing. I first heard that Xia Yan had abandoned the market, and then Qiu Luan was shocked to death in prison. Then the Gengxu Rebellion was Yan Fenyi. Xu Huating was very concerned about the other five ministries, but he ignored the Ministry of Revenue. This mess..."

"It's true that I have worked hard to Li An Gong."

"I was worried about my white hair every day and couldn't sleep every night. It was not until the 36th year of Jiajing that the Southeast Tax Silver entered Beijing that I felt relieved." Fang Dun said indifferently: "Shencai has made great contributions to the country."

Xu Wei tilted his head and looked at Fang Dun. Although this old man was fair and selfless, he could only see from the fact that he recommended Lu Shusheng as the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue that he was not a fuel-efficient lamp. What a trick to make!

"But Zhan Cai first made military achievements in the southeast, and then relieved the difficulties of the court's central government. After returning to Beijing, he did not return to Hanlin and lived in the Censorate. The late emperor wanted to leave it to the emperor..." Fang Dun's eyes showed a look of hope, "Although Your Majesty twice, Zhan Cai is now just the left son of Zuo Chunfang, Zhan Shifu..."

"The Zhan Shifu is not a Hanlin official. There has never been such an example since Tianshun. Your Majesty is really a little stingy."

"But that's good. I believe Zhancai doesn't expect to take the path of prime minister. Besides, with your literary talent, can you be a lecturer in a Rising position, a priest of the Imperial College, and a priest of the Imperial College, and a priest of the Siye?"

Qian Yuan's face turned a little dark, and he held the wine cup with his right hand, "Mr. Li'an might as well speak out."

"Since I don't follow the Chu Xiang Road, Zuo Chunfang's Zuosha's son transferred to the Sixth Ministry, barely enough to be a minister. If it really doesn't work, you can transfer to the Shaoqing of Dali Temple..." Fang Dun grabbed Qian Yuan's hand, "I will either resign or recommend Zhan Cai to transfer to the Sixth Ministry and go south to anti-smuggling!"

Qian Yuan hiccupped without warning, carefully checked the expression on Fang Feng's face, and suddenly asked: "The day before yesterday, Mr. Li'an went to Xiyuan to meet His Majesty."

Fang Du was stunned. Could it be that His Majesty said it?

"I've really met Your Majesty!" Qian Yuan was speechless, "No wonder His Majesty proposed to let Qian go south to prevent smuggling. It turned out that it was Mr. Li'an who encouraged him behind his back!"

The house was quiet, and it was a bit suffocating.

Xu Wei raised his head and looked at the ceiling, and the corners of his mouth moved from time to time. Qian Yuan sighed and stared at Fang Dun, who avoided his sight and quietly withdrew his hand.

"Even if His Majesty promises, Gao Xinzheng will not watch it." Qian Yuan reluctantly closed his expression and explained: "Now Gao Xinzheng Moran wants to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight. He can tolerate Xu Huating taking over the right to trade, but he will never allow Suiyuan..."

"If Your Majesty ordered Zhan Cai to go south to fight against smuggling..." Xu Wei added: "I'm afraid Gao Xinzheng will break up with Sui Yuan."

"I haven't broken up yet?" Fang Dun snorted, "I have to ask for an accurate statement today. When will the tax and silver be restored the previous year... It's been a long time since I can see it in my life!"

"Mr. Li'an should be stronger..." Qian Yuan complimented casually, looking at Fang Dun up and down. Although his hair was gray, he was strong and full of energy in his words. He was over 70 years old, and he ate more wine and food than Xu Wei at that time!

Fang Dun in history retired in Jiajing in 36 years. There was no way. Without Qian Yuan’s tax money, there was no way to deal with this mess. According to convention, he was already seventy years old and should have retired.

After Fang Dun retired... he lived until Longqing died and was not dead. He did not die until the sixth year of Wanli. In other words, he had been in good health after 22 years of retirement!

"No need to talk nonsense." Fang Dun threw away the little embarrassment just now, "When will Zhenhai recover the tax silver of the previous year?"

"No more possibility." Qian Yuan replied seriously, but at the same time, he stood up and pressed Fang Dun who was about to run away. "Mr. Li'an, please listen to the explanation of the officials."

"It is really impossible to restore the tax and bank tax the previous year. In the past two or three years, Ninghai, Quanzhou and Xiamen have successively set up cities to trade." Qian Yuan explained: "According to the plan, Susong, Guangdong and even Tongzhou may set up cities in the next few years."

"There are a lot of diversions, so..." Fang Dun's eyes moved, "But at present, the big head is still Zhenhai, how much can it be recovered?"

"Now in late March, about half a year, it can be returned to the monthly tax revenue of 100,000 taels." Qian Yuan glanced at Fang's dull expression and advised: "Quanzhou, Xiamen is booming now. Calculate that, the Ministry of Revenue may be able to make more accounts."

Such nonsense... Fang Dun is not willing to believe this old fox, let alone the person who said this from the other side was a little fox. Quanzhou and Xiamen could collect how much tax and silver can it be collected. That's really a ghost.

Moreover, Fang Dun knew that although the waterways in the southeast were crisscrossing, there was only Susong, and the two Zhejiangs connected the north and south canals. It was the first choice for marine merchants to purchase goods and sail to sea. Zhenhai was still the top priority.

"One hundred thousand taels are not enough, at least two hundred thousand taels."

"Mr. Li'an was joking, 200,000 taels..." Qian Yuan pretended to ponder for a moment, "You should just resign tomorrow."

Okay, a simple sentence made Fang Dun angry, and the old man got up and was about to leave.

"Don't be slow, be slow." Xu Wei quickly got up and stopped Qian Yuan, "I have something to say, it's easy to say!"

Just kidding, the old man Fang Dun touched our thoughts by 60% or 70% of them. Once they were leaked... You must know that Wang Bengu's destruction has not been spread to Beijing yet.

Qian Yuan was not in a hurry and just smiled and said, "Mr. Li'an, it's not that the officials do not know the ranks and heights. It's really your lion's mouth..."
Chapter completed!