Tang Zucai fell into deep thought, raised his tea cup and forgot to drink tea.
"It's indeed a bit strange. It's just that the people in Yanfang were poisoned. How come there was no poison in the market?" Hou Wanping frowned, feeling a little incredible.
"It should be that the Salt Division was very strict and did not allow poisonous salt to flow into the market." Tang Zucai suddenly remembered something and said, "The judge in charge of anti-smuggling is called Zhong Kui."
"Fortunately, I was not made to eat poisonous snow salt." Hou Wanping broke out in a cold sweat, "This Zhong Kui is indeed Zhong Kui, and the management is in place."
"How is the Yanfang poisoning incident going now?" Luo An asked. If it was not resolved, he did not want to get involved.
Hou Wanping nodded. He did not want to send his clan members to the salt workshop to be poisoned to death. "There is no precedent for treating this poisonous salt. It seems that these people are probably dead." Hou Wanping had a worried look in his eyes.
Tang Zucai glanced around and said in a relaxed tone: "I heard that the people who were poisoned in Yanfang used a folk remedy called Smilax, and all were cured."
"You are indeed a disciple of the gods!" Hou Wanping's eyes flashed with sparks, "Such a serious matter cannot be difficult for this deputy envoy."
"I tell you something quietly, and it is not allowed to be spread to outsiders." Tang Zucai looked around and found that some elders were not paying attention to them.
"What is being done so mysteriously?" Hou Wanping and Luo An? exchanged glances, nodded and said, "Promise to keep it secret."
Hou Wanping also nodded, becoming even more curious.
"I heard that Mr. Zhao was arranged by God," Tang Zucai approached the two of them and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "he is specially here to treat poisoning."
"Impossible," Hou Wanping shook his head and couldn't help but cover his ears to indicate that he didn't hear.
"I didn't hear anything either," Luo An? covered his ears, looked at Tang Zucai dumbfounded, and then glanced around, "I didn't hear anything."
When Tang Zucai saw the appearance of the two of them, he shook his head and thought: "What can we do to keep silent? It's only dead people."
"But it's good, the old man finally calmed down, otherwise he would go crazy from being held in his breath all day long." Seeing the two old friends looking extremely uncomfortable, they finally understood the dilemma the old man felt at that time.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing in his heart.
In Jingyan Yamen, Tang Jiahong kept walking around in front of the desk clerk.
A group of elders came outside and gathered together to appeal to Tang Jiahong on behalf of Jing Yan.
"Reporting to the officials, two envoys and deputy envoys from the Salt Division have come to Jingyan. This is the best opportunity for Jingyan people to participate in the salt workshop." Tang Zucai said to Tang Jiahong.
Although both of them have the surname Tang, they are not a family after all.
Tang Jiahong motioned to the ten elders to sit down, serve tea, and fell into deep thought.
These elders can't be beaten or scolded, and they have to be careful and wait on them.
Not only did they rely on their old age to sell off their old age, they even came to the Yamen to criticize themselves and the court.
But I can't do without them. I need them for taxation and the court evaluation also needs them to say good things.
Tang Jiahong gritted his teeth and said to the dozen elders: "This county is so shameless, please ask the two salt departments to let Jingyan find a way."
Tang Zucai and others exchanged glances and couldn't help being overjoyed. They saluted Tang Jiahong together and said, "The officials are wise."
Just after settling the matter with the craftsman, something unexpected happened to Nantian again.
Tang Jiahong paid a visit to Nantian and Zhao Ping, but Nantian and Zhao Ping had to meet them.
Although there are two lines in the Salt Division and Jingyan Yamen, logically speaking, each should take care of his or her own business.
After all, the Salt Division is under the direct control of the imperial court, and you, Jingyan, belong to the local government, and the two of them can do it without violating the river.
It's just that things in the world are so unsatisfactory, and now the water in this well has found the river.
After the two sides exchanged pleasantries, Tang Jiahong complained: "I'm telling the two salt managers that Jingyan is surrounded by mountains and the grain output is very small. Jingyan is extremely poor."
"Jing Yan is poor. He only earns tens of thousands of dollars a year from this salt mountain. How can he be so poor?" Nan Tian looked at Tang Jiahong with disdain and said.
Tang Jiahong did not flinch at Nan Tian's sarcastic tone. Instead, he bowed respectfully and said, "Tell the Nan Salt Division that these tens of thousands of dollars have not been seen yet."
Nan Tian and Zhao Ping looked at each other and shook their heads.
It is true that the salt shop has not been open for a long time, so of course there are no copper coins for the time being, but after all, the Xueyan of the Immortal Family will get money sooner or later.
"Although we don't have it yet, we will get it sooner or later." Nan Tian took a sip of tea, looked at Tang Jiahong, and said lightly.
Tang Jiahong bowed again and said, "Tell the Salt Secretary, you can get the money, but Jingyan is poor, and he still has to make up for the lack of work in the past."
Nan Tian and Zhao Ping exchanged glances with each other, looking at Tang Jiahong with a consulting look.
"Small counties still need to build roads and bridges, and build water conservancy." Tang Jiahong pointed at the wrench and said, "Nanyan Division, you have also managed water conservancy. Without water conservancy, where would there be crops?"
It turned out that he had already calculated all the money, and he worked hard for political achievements after taking all the money into account.
However, Tang Jiahong is not very old, less than forty, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.
Nan Tian and Zhao Ping couldn't help but glance at each other, and both shook their heads with a wry smile.
The magistrate was so shrewd in his calculations that he even included this amount of money.
But it can also be seen that this person is indeed a practical person.
At least, he did not put so much money into his personal pockets, nor did he divide it up.
Nantian used to be promoted to Changping Division, and also managed farmland water conservancy, so he knew the importance of water conservancy.
"Tang Magistrate, roads and water conservancy should really be built." Nan Tian nodded in agreement.
But he immediately changed the topic and said: "But the Salt Division has just been established, and the family business is too small. Of course I should help, but I am powerless."
"I'm telling you two salt managers that the people in this small county are too poor. Please give me a bite to eat." Tang Jiahong spoke frankly this time.
Nan Tian didn't expect that Jing Yan would come begging for food just after he sent away members of the Yun family.
Although he was the envoy of the Salt Department, he didn't know much about salt production, so he couldn't help but look at Zhao Ping.
Zhao Ping thought for a while and said: "In Tangzhi County, the output of the salt factory is not enough. We can double it and hire people from your county. I don't know what?"
Tang Jiahong couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly looked at Nantian and Zhao Ping, bowed deeply, and said: "Two salt envoys, the small county represents the people of Jingyan to express my deep gratitude."
Tang Jiahong thanked her, but what she was thinking about was: "Guan Zhao, you are indeed my lucky star. Last time you brought me the miraculous salt-making technology, and now I have invited Jing Yanren to participate in the salt workshop."
Compared with Nan Tian's harshness and evasiveness, Zhao Ping's words were like a breath of spring breeze.
Tang Jiahong wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, apologized and went out.
Seeing Tang Jiahong's excitement about going out, Nan Tian and Zhao Ping took a look, shook their heads with a wry smile.
Nan Tian sighed and said: "Ping'er, although I agreed to Jing Yan's request, troublesome things are still behind me."
"What trouble?" Zhao Ping couldn't help but be surprised. He had already given Jing Yan a chance, so what trouble was there?
Nan Tian looked at Zhao Ping's still childish face, and Nan Tian couldn't help but feel deeply.
It's really hard for him. Such a young shoulder supports at least half of Sichuan's tax revenue.
"I heard that people in Jingyan are very xenophobic!" Nan Tian dropped a sentence, but was willing to say more, and then concentrated on dealing with Zui Chunfeng.
Zhao Ping immediately understood that there are people in the world.
This workshop used to be either the security team or the Yun family, but fortunately this problem did not exist.
The security team naturally listens to Zhao Ping. The clan is also a big family, so of course these conflicts will not break out.
Now the problem arises. Yun Wuya allowed the Yun family to mine here for almost a month. Doesn’t Jingyan feel resentful?
Thinking of this, Zhao Ping nodded.
"You know, this is a hot potato." Nan Tian took a sip of tea and looked at the judge's apartment.
This public house originally belonged to Yun Wuya, and there was a landscape painting and a few calligraphy hanging on the wall.
It turned out that Nantian was unwilling to take this job and left the matter to himself. Zhao Ping had a headache and rubbed his head.
"Of course, there will still be conflicts when you are here, Ping'er, but Yan Si is in Chengdu after all. What will happen if you are not here?" At this point, Nan Tian couldn't help but frown.
Sure enough, what Nan Tian worried about came true, and Tang Jiahong left and returned.
Tang Jiahong saluted Nantian Zhao Ping: "I'm telling the two salt envoys that the elders from the small county would like to come in and thank you."
Cuizhu's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly walked out of the judge's chamber.
Nothing good happens when an elderly person comes. This is what she has learned from experience.
She came to the public room of Yu Moyan, the shopkeeper next door, where Yu Mohua was.
Yu Mohua's excuse was to look after her eldest brother, but now she has to suffer the consequences.
While chatting with her brother, she kept looking at the public house next door where Zhao Ping was.
While Yu Moyan was working, he patiently talked with his little sister.
When I saw that my little girl’s answers were sometimes wrong, I didn’t correct her, I just shook my head.
The younger sister's thoughts are next door, but there is also Zhao Ping's personal maid Cuizhu there.
Yu Mohua was drinking tea, but the tea didn't seem to be moved. She was obviously worried.
At this time Cuizhu came over and put down her tea cup.
While Yu Mohua was stunned, Cuizhu had already pulled Yu Mohua over.
Seeing that the little sister finally passed, Yu Moyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The younger sister is here, so Yu Mo Yan has no choice but to accompany her to talk, and how can he find time to work with her.
Tang Jiahong was followed by a dozen elders. Some of these elders had white beards and hair, and most of them were over sixty years old.
They all came in to express their gratitude to Nan Tian and Zhao Ping, and were a little surprised to see Nan Tian.
After all, Nantian is not yet thirty, and he is already the envoy of the Salt Division, a fifth-grade official.
But what surprised them even more was that Zhao Ping, who was about the same age as their grandson or even their great-grandson, was actually the deputy envoy of the Salt Department.
While Zhao Ping returned the courtesy, he was frightened by their looks.
Their eyes all glowed green, like hungry wolves seeing food.
But their eyes quickly dimmed. Behind Zhao Ping stood two stunning maids.
Cuizhu has long known about Zhao Ping's allure to young ladies, and he is now the deputy envoy of the Salt Division.
So she didn't care about the consequences at this time and directly pulled Yu Mohua over, and the two of them waited on Zhao Ping.
