The Yun family has many clan meetings, but few are so sacred and solemn.
Yun Zhongxing arched his head towards the sky and said every word without blasphemy:
"Official Zhao was arranged by God and saved the lives of the entire Yun family. The Yun family plans to build the Yaowang Temple. Do you have any objections?"
"Tell the clan leader, who are the people enshrined in Yaowang Temple?" Yun Zhongyi asked his question.
Yun Zhongxing looked him over. After all, it was Yun Zhongyi's first time attending a clan meeting, so naturally he didn't know.
He glanced at the elders and said with a smile: "Of course there are Bian Que, Sun Simiao, and Zhao Guanren."
Hearing that there was someone from Zhao Guan, Yun Zhongyi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and of course he agreed.
In fact, he also had another idea, which was to build a salt temple.
However, he was the youngest among the senior citizens and had the youngest qualifications. He did not have the right to raise the issue. He just felt puzzled in his heart.
Just because he doesn't raise it doesn't mean that others won't raise it.
An elder named Yun Zhongqiu, who was almost seventy years old, suddenly asked: "Chief, why don't we build the Salt Temple together?"
Maybe Yun Zhongxing knew what he was thinking and said, "The construction of Yaowang Temple will cost about 2,000 guan delivery cards, and all the clan's money has been invested in it."
"We will build the Salt Temple in the future when we have money. Now we have to start planning here." At this point, Yun Zhongxing looked at everyone and couldn't help but sigh. The clan is also poor.
Of course, the Salt Division has an office in Jingyan, with public offices such as the judge and the shopkeeper.
In the judge's apartment, Nan Tian was tasting the drunken spring breeze, but what he was thinking about was the salt workshop.
Although the Yun Wuya brothers have solved the problem, there is still one problem that remains unresolved.
Nantian concluded that there were several reasons for the accident in Yanfang.
First, Yun Wuya's governance is not in place; second, there are a lot of problems with farmers governing farmers; third, farmers are uneducated and take things lightly.
Although Yun Wuya's matter was resolved and Zhao Ping also took strict measures, Nantian's worry could not be completely eliminated.
It would be easier if the farmers knew they were wrong, but he was worried that these farmers were uneducated and did not know they had made mistakes.
Nan Tian found Zhao Ping and expressed his concerns, hoping that Zhao Ping would find a way to prevent the poisonous salt from appearing forever.
"The key lies in governance. If the security team is managed properly, nothing happens." Zhao Ping thought for a while and said.
Nan Tian looked at Zhao Ping, showed a mysterious smile, and said: "Ping'er, it turns out that you have made all the calculations and are waiting for my uncle to arrive?"
Zhao Ping couldn't help but look at the south sky in astonishment.
Nan Tian saluted Zhao Ping at this time and said: "Ping'er, thank you for stationing the security team here and saving people's lives at the critical moment."
"My uncle deserves the award. This is what Ping'er deserves." How dare he accept the gift from his superior and uncle, Zhao Ping hurriedly passed by and saluted at the same time.
"Ping'er, the court asked you to hand over the salt-chemical technology, and you handed it over without any complaints." Nan Tian looked at him and said, "Did you already guess that the poisoning incident was coming?"
Zhao Ping nodded, thought for a moment and said, "They are a group of farmers. Although they have been told repeatedly, they definitely don't understand the importance of each link. Something will happen sooner or later."
Nan Tian had already thought of this link, and he nodded to indicate that he understood.
"Yun Wuya doesn't understand technology, especially for turning poisonous salt into snow salt. The requirements are even stricter." Zhao Ping took a sip of tea. "Although I was worried that something might happen to him, Ping'er didn't dare to say anything."
"Then why didn't Ping'er tell you earlier?" Nan Tian sighed, feeling a little uncomfortable.
"This is an order from the imperial court. Ping'er can only keep the words in his heart and be fully prepared at the same time." Zhao Ping said, "Ping'er didn't want the poisonous salt to happen, but he didn't expect it to happen anyway."
"Ping'er, you took the overall situation into consideration, made thorough preparations, took appropriate measures, and saved thousands of lives. What should the court reward you with?" Nan Tian looked at Zhao Ping and asked tentatively.
"Uncle, you must not do this. You must not report it to the court." Zhao Ping hurriedly declined with both hands, "Lang Zhongying's duty is to save people."
Nan Tian breathed a sigh of relief. If Zhao Ping promised to report the matter, he would definitely list Zhao Ping as breaking off the relationship.
After all, the poisoning of 5,000 people was a huge scandal, and it was too late to cover it up. How could we expose our own ugliness?
Fortunately, Zhao Ping's answer satisfied him. Zhao Ping is not only talented and upright, but also able to handle things with the overall situation in mind.
He patted Zhao Ping on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Ping'er, I'm worried about Yanfang. Can you leave it to the security team to manage it?"
Zhao Ping couldn't help but be overjoyed. After the security team naturally handed over the workshop, although they didn't say anything, they still felt a sense of loss.
Now the security team has returned to the salt factory in a management role, and it was invited by the salt secretary to manage the salt factory. It is obviously different from before.
Yu Mohua looked at Zhao Ping with watery eyes, feeling that it was right to come to Jingyan from Jintang County this time.
Although the journey was tiring, I saw my brother and officials from time to time.
The official was indeed an official, which gave him a great deal of face.
Under the strong recommendation of the officials, Nan Tian agreed that his brother became the shopkeeper of the salt workshop, managing the workshop with thousands of people.
In fact, not only is Yu Moyan the shopkeeper, but Li Hanhe is also the second shopkeeper, and the other security team members are at least the foremen.
The security team's previous sense of loss completely disappeared, and everyone was extremely happy.
There are over a hundred large and small families in Jingyan, but there are not many big families, only ten.
The Tang family, the Luo family, and the Hou family are the three largest families.
Among them, the Tang family is the largest family in Jingyan.
Although the elder Tang Zucai is no longer the clan leader, his words are very weighty. Even the clan leader of his own clan has to think about it.
Because he once served as a county magistrate and a judge, he was one of the most virtuous and respected elders in Jingyan.
The elders of these three families represent three generations respectively.
Tang Zu, an elder of the Tang family, is only seventy-one years old, but his body is still strong.
Luo An from the Luo family is over sixty this year and is in good health.
The elder of the Hou family is the youngest, not yet sixty, and of course he is in good health.
Today, Tang Zucai summoned all the elders in Jingyan to discuss major matters related to Jingyan.
This major event is Jingyan’s salt mine, which is Jingyan’s own specialty.
Before the security team arrived, the salt mountain of Jingyan was avoided by people.
Because not only is there no grass growing on it, but it is also closed to livestock.
It is so poisonous that animals will be poisoned and die if they eat it.
Hearing that the security team was going to take care of the salt factory, they drank tea nearby and watched the jokes.
This poisonous salt ancestor has no solution, does your security team have a solution?
These elders couldn't help but whisper.
Unexpectedly, the security team turned the poisonous salt into snow salt, and the joke was on themselves.
They watched anxiously as snow-white silver fell into the hands of the security team, but they were helpless.
After all, no one except the security team can turn poisonous salt into snow salt.
But they were unwilling and kept waiting for the opportunity.
They heard that the imperial edict required the security team to hand over salt technology, and they felt that Jing Yanren had an opportunity.
But what they never expected was that the court would arrange a judge to manage the salt workshop.
What was even more unexpected was that this judge was extremely selfish.
He actually used the power in his hands to hand over the salt factory to his tribe.
It's not impossible for you to leave it to the clan members. If you eat meat, you should give Jingyan people a sip of soup.
Unexpectedly, this person named Yun Wuyuan actually swallowed all the meat and soup without giving Jing Yanren a sip.
Of course, these elders were dissatisfied and gathered together to discuss countermeasures.
The result of the discussion was that everyone worked together to find Yun Wuyuan and hoped that Jing Yanren would also participate in the workshop.
Yun Wuyuan warmly received these elders, and there was naturally plenty of tea and wine. The courtesy was considerate and the elders were satisfied.
When the elder made their request, he was refuted by Yun Wuyuan and was rendered speechless.
"This is a military secret of the Song Dynasty, and the barbarians must not get it." He flatly refused Jing Yan's request.
"We are all citizens of the Song Dynasty, so of course we will keep secrets for the Song Dynasty." Tang Zucai, on behalf of Elder Jingyan, naturally argued hard with reason.
Yun Wuyuan looked at them coldly: "How do I know that there are no barbarians among you?"
The elders in Jingyan left heartbroken because they found that they could not convince Yun Wuyuan at all.
Yun Wuya drank tea while looking at their backs as they left.
He thought coldly that military secrets were indeed a good excuse, which could guarantee that the technology would not be leaked.
Hearing that the envoy and deputy envoy of the Salt Division came to Jingyan, Elder Jingyan felt that an opportunity had come.
Elder Hou Wanping said to Tang Zucai: "I heard that the deputy envoy of the Salt Department came to Jingyan."
"I heard that not only the deputy envoy of the Salt Department is here, but also the chief envoy." The elder Tang Zucai told everyone an even more shocking news.
Elder Luo An pondered for a while and said to everyone: "Did something happen to the salt workshop?"
"You deserve it, you deserve it!" Hou Wanping said angrily, "He only wants to take care of his own family, and he doesn't care about the life and death of Jing Yanren."
Tang Zucai thought for a while and asked: "What happened that caused the salt chief envoy and deputy envoy to arrive one after another?"
"I heard that someone was poisoned, and a lot of people were poisoned." Luo An quietly said to the elderly people around, "I heard that hundreds of people were poisoned."
Hou Wanping and others were shocked. He thought for a while and asked: "Did the detoxification in the salt production not be completely removed?"
Luo An was puzzled: "That should be the case, but for some reason the poison was not completely eliminated?"
"Then Yan Si is in trouble. What will happen if someone dies?" Tang Zucai said worriedly.
Hou Wanping looked around and asked, "Is there something wrong with the Salt Department's method of making salt?"
"There should be no problems with the salt production methods of the Salt Department," Luo An shook his head and said, "The Security Corps has never had problems with salt production before."
Tang Zucai and Hou Wanping looked at each other, and they couldn't help but look excited.
Tang Zucai glanced at the elders around him and said, "Jing Yanren's opportunity has come."
"We must fight for this opportunity." Hou Wanping nodded and said.
"This may not be a good time." Luo An said worriedly, "otherwise, why would hundreds of people be poisoned?"
