There are defenders in Yangzhou City. Although there are not many people in Yangzhou City at present, it cannot stand up to its special geographical location.
The standing garrison has 2,500 people, followed by the salt field garrison, which has no less than 1,000 people.
But Zhu Jun entered the city quietly, and when it was originally laid out, the prefectures around Yingtian Mansion were the first to be laid out.
Destiny, judgment, and ruling have all taken root in Yangzhou for a long time.
All the high-ranking officials from the Yangzhou Prefecture and Operations Department were swept away, and the rest were all sesame officials. Now they were standing at the door of the Shen family courtyard, all of them standing on tiptoes and craning their necks to look in.
They stood stupidly outside the door, but Zhu Jun didn't see them at all, just letting them do what they wanted.
The words "you can do it for yourself" scare these people into thinking wildly.
Immediately afterwards, people from various distinguished families came over to intercede.
One of them is Dr. Zhao, the son of the late Liang Guogong Zhao Desheng.
There is another person, Ding Zizhong, the son of the late Duke of Ji Guo Ding Dexing.
These two people are a hereditary commander, Tongzhi, and a hereditary commander of Longjiang Guard.
The commander is a high-ranking official of the third grade and a serious official.
Needless to say, the Longjiang Guards were directly under the former military governor's office and were generally stationed in the capital.
But this guy actually works as an errand in Yangzhou, which shows that Lao Zhu attaches great importance to Yangzhou Prefecture.
"The lower official, Dr. Zhao (Ding Zizhong), has met His Highness King Wu!" The two of them were dressed in official uniforms, with swords on their waists, looking very heroic.
"No need to be polite!" Zhu Jun didn't get up. He didn't have much friendship with these two people. For people like them who rely on their father's shadow, they are generally very low-key and more up-to-date, not arrogant and domineering. people.
The two of them stood up straight and looked at Zhu Jun secretly. If it were more than a year, who would be the most popular?
That must be King Wu!
Let’s not talk about opening a lottery to provide relief to the victims.
Rushing to Fengyang to provide disaster relief, supervising the work in Zhongdu, and the Fengyang model are all familiar deeds.
Although Zhu Jun didn't have a good reputation in the past, the two of them were not fools. Today, Zhu Jun's sword killed Inspector Zhao, cut off Tong Quan's arm, and stabilized Yangzhou City, which is enough to show how powerful he is.
"You two are here to persuade me?" Zhu Jun asked after inviting the two of them to sit down.
"To be honest with His Highness, the two of us are in charge of the security of Yangzhou City and the other is in charge of the salt field. This matter is really causing a big fuss.
The reason is that I don't want to care about it, and I can't care about it. I just hope that His Highness can put the overall situation first!
When the news reaches the capital, His Majesty..." Doctor Zhao coughed dryly, "It doesn't look good! "
If it were anyone else, they would have used the sword long ago, but Zhu Jun has a seven-star sword and it was ordered by the prince, so they have to be obedient!
Therefore, we can only give priority to admonishment.
"It has nothing to do with you, just mind your own business." Zhu Jun also heard what they meant, knowing that the two of them did not want to interfere, and were even happy to see results, "These dogs are confusing right and wrong, framing things, and The death row convict has conspired to frame Zhongliang and plot against this king.
If these bitches are not punished to death, I will not be able to get rid of this anger! "
The two of them looked at each other, that's a good thing.
These people must be punished to death.
They are real Huaixi people, and they are happy to see this kind of thing.
Once things get serious, the East Zhejiang people will be in bad luck.
"Thank you, His Highness King Wu!" Doctor Zhao cupped his hands and said, "However, if His Highness gives you any encouragement, I will definitely go through fire and water!"
Zhu Jun smiled and nodded, and chatted with the two for a while. Zhu Jun said, "I heard that the salt farm is short of salt now? Is this true?"
"Lack of salt, never heard of it!"
"That's strange. People from the Shen family can't add salt for a long time. If I remember correctly, the two Huai salt fields require at least 200,000 yuan of salt a year.
The big one weighs four hundred kilograms, the small one weighs two hundred kilograms, which amounts to tens of millions of kilograms a year at least.
What is the population of Daye?
The total amount is no more than 10 million.
Evenly distributed on everyone's head, there are four or five kilograms of salt.
And it’s not just the Lianghuai Salt Farm. After one year of great work, the salt produced is at least 200 million kilograms.
How come there is so much salt but not enough salt? "
Daye's salt is enough for the people of the country. If there is so much salt on everyone's head, there is excess.
Even if the world is unified in the future and the population increases dramatically, this salt will be enough.
Four pounds of salt a year is enough for an adult.
Where did all the extra salt go?
The two of them were a little embarrassed, and they couldn't explain the matter clearly.
Salt is divided between official salt and private salt. Among the people in the salt field, who is not greedy?
When you stretch your hands up and down, there are countless snowflakes of silver.
Paying taxes for the country costs more than three million taels a year, not counting the money earned by merchants and bribes.
Some people are so greedy that they just sell salt.
Whoever uses salt to seduce people, wouldn’t that make them feel uncomfortable?
"I don't know about this, but I have to ask the person in charge of the salt field for specific details!" Ding Zizhong said awkwardly.
"Isn't that right?" Zhu Jun said, "Then why did I hear that the owners of all thirty salt farms in the country have changed?"
The faces of the two people changed drastically. Doctor Zhao said: "Who did you listen to, Your Highness? This is a completely unfounded thing. The salt field is the exclusive property of the imperial court. Your Majesty is talented and has a great strategy. He used a compromise method, but the salt bag is always in the hands of the imperial court." ."
"Really? That's weird!" Zhu Jun touched his chin, "I heard that these thirty salt farms were secretly packed up and distributed by those people. On the surface, they were managed by people from the imperial court. Privately, But it's those people who have the final say.
They have the final say on how much salt is produced and how much tax is paid every year! "
Ding Zizhong said hurriedly: "This must be a rumor. Who dares to risk the disapproval of the world? This is not only a serious crime of beheading, but also the death of nine tribes!"
"I know, but money and silk can move people's hearts. If people in the world were timid, there wouldn't be so many death row prisoners in the sky prison.
I have heard a saying that if the profit exceeds 30%, then they will risk beheading to violate the law.
If the profit exceeds 50%, they will violate national laws.
If the profit exceeds 100%, they will not hesitate to confiscate their homes and exterminate their families.
Do you think this makes sense? "
The two of them were stunned.
There was something in Zhu Jun's words, how could they not hear it?
This made them think deeply.
Zhu Jun came here with the Seven-Star Sword and the Prince's Handbook. Could it be that he was here to investigate the matter at the salt farm?
If this is true, I'm afraid something big is going to happen in the Lianghuai Salt Fields!
The two looked at each other and suppressed their shock.
They knew that they couldn't continue chatting, otherwise something would really happen.
So the two of them cooperated and said goodbye to Zhu Jun.
When leaving the Shen family compound.
Dr. Zhao's back was soaked with cold sweat. He took a deep breath and said, "No, that's too wrong. I'm afraid it's not just for fun when King Wu comes here, right?"
Could it be that the higher-ups are targeting the Lianghuai Saltworks? "
