The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Yan Song looked at the dejected Lu Bing and Huang Jin angrily, and said with a faint smile: "One of you is the governor of Jinyiwei, the other is the master of the East Factory, and the newly established West Factory is just a mere West Factory. Is it difficult for you? This is promising!"

Huang Jin said depressedly: "If the soldiers are against the soldiers, the generals will be against the generals, our family is not afraid of Feng Bao's bastard! (Feng Bao is angry, what the hell said is like you!) But this is the emperor himself. Order, let Xichang take care of us, there is nothing we can do, right?"

Yan Song said indifferently: "The emperor asked the crown prince to set up the west factory, but who stipulated that the west factory should be in charge of the east factory? Has the emperor made a decree?"

Huang Jin and Lu Bing's eyes lit up, and they said in unison: "That's not true!"

"Since there is no explicit statement, it is equivalent to no!"

(How is Zhao?)

Yan Song said confidently: "In our eyes, the West Factory is just a special agent of the factory guard set up by the prince and eunuch. You don't have to give him any face! Fight to the end!"

"Okay!" Lu Bing and Huang Jin cheered up and said in unison.

Lu Bing grinned grinningly and said, "I, Jinyiwei, have been established for more than 170 years and have a profound heritage. How can the mere Xichang fight against us? See if I don't smash Feng Bao's balls!"

Huang Jin also regained his confidence, and said in a sharp voice: "That's right! Our East Factory is also a team with a glorious history (Yan Song→_→), how can we lose to the rubbish of the newly established West Factory?"

However, Lu Bing immediately became ruthless: "Mr. Yange, you still have to come up with a specific countermeasure and tell us how to deal with Xichang, so that they can close down as soon as possible, and the whole family is blessed!"

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Chapter 1276 They Are All Evil Forces 【6】

At the end of the talk, Lu Bing gritted his teeth, and his tone was serious. It could be said that he hated his colleagues like Xichang who robbed business and even rode on their heads to shit and pee.

Yan Song said lightly: "Actually, this kind of thing is not difficult at all."

Lu Bing and Huang Jin were so anxious that Yan Song knelt down and called his father, and they said together: "Old Yan Ge, don't play tricks, tell us quickly."

Huang Jin said: "Mr. Yan Ge, this is really a sudden illness and met a slow doctor! Mr. Ge is not in a hurry, eunuchs are in a hurry! Tell me quickly."

Yan Song smiled faintly: "You are all engaged in secret service agencies. You should know. To maintain a factory security spy requires tens of thousands of funds, right?"

Lu Bing nodded, and said with a wry smile: "My Jinyiwei has 10 people in the open and in the dark. All kinds of operations, bribes, and placements are expensive. To tell you the truth, the appropriation from the imperial court is not enough for my Jinyiwei's expenses. Yes. If you hadn’t given me 1% of the company’s dry stock, Mr. Yan Ge, and the annual dividends of several million, our brothers would have been drinking the Northwest wind.”

Huang Jin also felt the same way: "My east factory also spends a lot of money, and the money is like water. Every year, my old ancestor has to fill in the bottomless hole for those grandchildren! I really don't know who is the ancestor and who is the grandson?"

Yan Song said indifferently: "You are all officially established by the imperial court, and you are all so short of money. 120 This time, the prince's West Factory, but promised the emperor, not a penny from the imperial court! Isn't the prince short of money?"

Lu Bing gritted his teeth and said, "The prince should be short of money. In order to earn money, he even did such immoral things as selling exam questions, digging gold mines, and selling officials and nobles. It can be seen that he is poor and crazy."

Yan Song snorted coldly, stroked his beard and said, "Well, even if the crown prince has some money, how long can he support it? What's more, the crown prince promised the emperor that after opening the West Factory, not only will he not need money, but he will also pay the emperor 500 million silver as a tribute every year. The emperor made an exception and agreed to him."

(Thinking of this, Yan Song complained about Jiajing, how poor is your sister? How can you do such an unethical thing?)

Huang Jin also subconsciously imitated Yan Song, touched his chin, sadly realized that he had no beard, coughed and said, "But no matter how stupid the prince is, he can't lose money and make money, right?"

Yan Song smiled inscrutably and said: "This is the crux of the problem. The prince not only wants to use the West Factory to establish his own factory security spy agency, but more importantly, he wants to use the power of the West Factory to penetrate the country. Everywhere, sucking the people's fat and people's ointment, levying and extorting, and doing illegal things, have become his tools to amass money!"

A thunderstorm shocked Lu Bing and Huang Jin's expressions.

The two were immediately filled with righteous indignation, and scolded righteously:

"Huh? The prince wants to collect money through Xichang?"

"This, god damn it, how can you be so wicked?"

The two began to criticize with awe-inspiring justice and vigor! !

Yan Song said with a half-smile: "Oh? You two, don't tell lies in front of real people. How dare you say that your Jinyiwei and Dongchang have no way to get rich? Don't you take the opportunity to make some money?"

Old iron Yan Song, what you said is a bit heartbreaking.

Lu Bing and Huang Jin looked at each other, and smiled awkwardly but politely...

"Hey, Mr. Yan Ge, how do you know?"

"Sure enough, it's Old Yan Ge, I can't hide anything from you."

Yan Song said indifferently: "I need to be aware of this matter? It is clear that a 3-year-old child knows it, okay? Jinyiwei mainly deals with lawsuits from all over the world, and also intervenes in special businesses such as salt and iron profits from various places. The Yangtze River Salt Road Transshipment Department, When you see your Jinyiwei’s flying fish flag, you will walk around (bdfi). In fact, on the Yangtze River and post roads, your Jinyiwei is the biggest salt smuggler, right?”

Lu Bing touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment: "I said before, brothers follow me, and they have to support their families. The salary and pensions given by the imperial court are nothing. I bought 4 of them, and according to the rules, the imperial court gave each person a mere 40 taels of pension silver, what is that enough for? If I don’t have any money..."

Lu Bing wondered, Jin Yiwei's smuggling of salt and horses violated the national law, and it should be an extremely confidential matter. How did Yan Song know?

(Yan Song: Because I read history books!)

It turned out that according to the rules of Ming Dynasty, table salt was monopolized by the state, and no private individuals or organizations were allowed to operate it.To engage in salt trafficking, one must first have national qualifications, and then apply to the Saltway Transshipment Department, pay salt tax in accordance with regulations, and then the Transshipment Department will issue a formal transportation license before transporting on the Yangtze River and post roads.In various parts of Ming Dynasty, people will be organized to check the transportation of salt on the road.If it is found that there is no license and transshipment of salt, it will be punished according to the crime of "smuggling illegal salt".The punishment was extremely severe, and his head was often beheaded.

But of course the people can't light the lamps, but the state officials can set them on fire...

If ordinary private salt dealers smuggled private salt on the road, they would definitely not run away, but what if Jin Yiwei escorted a large convoy with flying fish flags?

The local government, the Yandao Transit Department... who dares to provoke Jin Yiwei?

Maybe you ransacked Jinyiwei's salt cart in the morning, and Jinyiwei went to raid your house in the afternoon...

As a result, Jin Yiwei's smuggling of smuggled salt became a lucrative business and a supplement to military expenditures. The government and the opposition were well aware of this, but no one dared to tell the truth.Of course the emperor had no way of knowing.

Yan Song lazily raised his hand: "Isn't this pavilion always trying to be serious with you and expose your old background, don't worry."

Huang Jin yelled, made a face of "I never thought you were such Lu Bing", and said in a sharp voice, "Captain Lu, can't you see it? You Jinyiwei are upright on the surface, but you are so despicable in secret? Violation National law, smuggling salt, doing this kind of thing? Oh, really...what can our family say about you?"

"Don't talk about the boss! Your East Factory is even dirtier!" Yan Song curled his lips: "The main way for your East Factory to make money is to manage the Huangzhuang, and the imperial merchants from all over the country even buy and sell by force in the name of purchasing. , and directly intervene in the business of stores around Gyeonggi. After a year, you can collect several million silver, right?"

Huang Jin originally had a righteous face, but immediately froze in embarrassment, the corners of his mouth twitched and said, "Old Yan Ge, you, how do you know everything?"

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