It's June in the blink of an eye.

The magistrate of Lou County finished the wedding ceremony and returned to Qixia Town from eastern Guangdong.

"The Lou magistrate has come back, why hasn't the master come back yet?" Yan Xiaoliu asked doubtfully, "Could something have happened?"

Eastern Guangdong is two to three thousand miles away from Qixia Town, but Lou Zhixian left late and is now back.

Xing Baotou followed Liu Shilang to the capital in early May. Logically speaking, the round trip only took about a month. But now it's been almost two months, and he still hasn't come back, which makes him really worried.

"Don't worry, your master Jiren has his own destiny, and nothing will happen to him." Xiang Nan comforted him, "In my opinion, maybe the Criminal Department or the Six Sects saw that your master was so capable, and single-handedly took out the thunder that robbed King Xin's tomb.

If Lao Wu is caught, we might as well keep him in the capital and serve."

When Yan Xiaoliu heard this, he nodded, and then said unwillingly, "Actually, it was me and Master who caught Lei Laowu that day, so the two of us should have received the award. Why was he the only one to be promoted? It's so early.

Knowing this, I will follow you to the capital."

Xiang Nan laughed when he saw what he said.

On the surface, Yan Xiaoliu was respectful and affectionate towards Lao Xing, but once personal interests were involved, he still prioritized his own interests.

It can be seen that the relationship between master and disciple is all fake!

However, he was just trying to coax Yan Xiaoliu by saying that Mr.

If Mr. Xing was really that good, he would have written a letter to show off.

But he didn't do this. Obviously something happened in the middle. Either something happened while escorting the prisoner, or something happened while he was returning.

…

After Lou Zhixian returned from eastern Guangdong, he brought many southern specialties to everyone and gave them to the model merchants in Qixia Town.

Xiang Nan and Yan Xiaoliu also turned into couriers and delivered goods door to door.

"What is this?" Tong Xiangyu looked at the thing Xiang Nan sent, which was as big as a Japanese melon but covered with hard thorns, and asked in confusion, "Xiucai, you are knowledgeable, please help me take a look. What's going on?

What is it?"

The scholar asked and looked at it curiously, but he couldn't figure out what it was. However, he didn't want people to know that he didn't understand, so he boldly guessed, "This thing should be a withered root."

"Withered roots?!" Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Seeing that he was about to show his timidity, Xiang Nan quickly pulled him aside and whispered.

"Yes, it's a southern fruit." The scholar quickly corrected him. Fortunately, he didn't continue, otherwise he would have been really embarrassed.

"What kind of fruit looks like this?" Guo Furong asked puzzledly.

It's really strange that this kind of fruit has so many hard thorns on its outer shell.

"Hey, the chestnut is the same, isn't it? It's also so prickly on the outside, but the flesh inside is delicious." Xiucai explained, "This kind of fruit can also be cut into pieces and eaten. It smells a bit stinky, but it tastes good."

It is very sweet and very nourishing.

In the south, there is a saying that one durian has three chickens."

"Xiucai, you know so much, you are worthy of being a scholar." Tong Xiangyu praised with a smile.

"A scholar can know the affairs of the world without going out." Bai Zhantang also laughed and said, "Oh, he is a scholar after all."

When the scholar heard what they said, he felt a little ashamed, and then looked at Xiang Nan gratefully. What he just said was taught to him by Xiang Nan. If he hadn't told him earlier, he would have been shy.

…

Suddenly, Qin Tao, the head catcher from the Six Gates of Fucheng, came to the county government office and asked Lou Magistrate to send someone to help them capture the salt dealer.

The salt tax was one of the most important taxes in ancient times. During the Ming Dynasty, it accounted for 10% of the national treasury revenue, so the salt tax was very important.

Because salt taxes are high, official salt is more expensive, so private salt dealers have sprung up, specializing in the production and sale of private salt. Private salt does not need to pay taxes, and the price is naturally cheaper than official salt, and people are willing to buy it.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

While illicit salt dealers make huge profits, the country's income is greatly affected, so the government will severely crack down on illicit salt. In order to avoid the government's crackdown, illicit cigarette dealers form a tangled group, known as the Salt Gang, which is considered a powerful force in the world.

of power.

Liumen wants to catch this private salt dealer, who has been wandering around the pass for a long time.

Six Doors had already paid attention to him, and the main reason for arresting him was to fish for a big fish in the long run and dig out the distributors under him.

As a result, the entire private salt sales network will be uprooted, and the salt gang will inevitably suffer a heavy blow.

The magistrate of Lou County performed his duties conscientiously. Hearing that the salt dealers were being arrested, he naturally actively cooperated and immediately ordered Xiang Nan and Yan Xiaoliu to assist.

"Sir, if you need anything, just ask." Xiang Nan Hengdao asked.

"You are local police officers and are familiar with the local customs. In the next few days, you two will be responsible for tracking the private salt dealers." Qin Tao said, "If you have any questions, please report to me at any time."

When Xiang Nan and Xiao Liu heard this, they both nodded.

…

In the next two days, Xiang Nan and Yan Xiaoliu changed into civilian clothes and quietly followed the private salt dealer.

This private salt dealer is not a local of Qixia Town. He has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and a thin body. His most distinctive feature is a black mole on the right side of his face with a tuft of hair on it.

After he came to Qixia Town, he contacted restaurants and restaurants everywhere, and seemed to be interested in setting up a distribution point in Qixia Town.

"It seems that there is no private salt distribution point in Qixia Town." Qin Tao analyzed.

Xiang Nan nodded, "The local magistrate Lou has always managed the people well and enforced the law strictly, so the people mostly follow the rules and few dare to buy or sell private salt."

"In this case, let's not wait and arrest him directly." Qin Tao decided, "Immediately mobilize the guys from ten villages and eight stores to capture this person in one fell swoop."

When Xiang Nan heard this, he immediately nodded, and he and Xiao Liu notified the police officers in several surrounding towns to assemble and listen to Qin Tao's instructions.

"Please do your best to arrest the salt dealer this time." Qin Tao said, "The criminal must be brought to justice."

"I obey Jun's order." Everyone said together, and then followed the order and ambush at Fuke Lai Restaurant.

The reason for laying an ambush here is that during the previous tracking process, Xiang Nan discovered that the owner of Fuke Lai Restaurant had had many contacts with private salt dealers, and there was reason to suspect that he wanted to secretly buy private salt.

In this case, it is more cost-effective to set up an ambush here and wait for the private salt dealer to come to your door than to block him where he lives. After all, where the private salt dealer lives, who knows if there are any traps set up. Besides, to catch thieves and seize stolen goods,

It also prevents him from denying it.

…

After lying in wait for a long time, when everyone was getting a little impatient, they saw a thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, carrying a basket on his back and came to the back door of Fuke Lai Restaurant.

He knocked on the back door, and then the back door opened, and the owner of Fuke Lai Restaurant poked his head out. After seeing him, his face showed joy.

Then the two began to trade. The private salt dealer handed the basket to the restaurant owner. The restaurant owner dug into the basket, took out a handful of fine salt, took a lick, nodded with satisfaction, and then handed over a ingot of silver.
Chapter completed!