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I didn't have time to think so much, I only knew that I couldn't let the Yan family touch the two pieces of salt and the Ministry of Revenue, otherwise I didn't know how much he would be greedy for.

He escorted: "In the first month of Xinchou, Taizu began to propose a salt law and set up officials to take charge of it. The imperial merchants sold salt for every 2000 yuan to pay military salaries. Your Majesty is wise, and the Ministry of Revenue has not submitted a memorial on the Ministry of Revenue for less taxes."

This is a rule that has been established since the reign of Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty. The court had a local salt tutoring department that specialized in managing salt administration, some places set up stoves for fried salt, and some royal salt merchants who paid high taxes for the court. All of this had long formed a huge and meticulous network of relationships. How could it be easily destroyed? This is the fundamental thing to move the country!

When Yan Shifan heard what he said, he felt relieved. He stood up quietly and left the hall from the side.

Xia Yan said this, but he did not stand on the standpoint of Shizong at all. He wanted to practice Taoism and build palaces, but he had no money! If he didn't get in from the big head, where would he find money?

The national treasury is empty and the inner treasury is empty. What should Your Majesty do?

He cursed himself as a fool. He cursed the corners of his lips slightly, straightened his back, and left with tears at the corners of his eyes.

My father returns to the court, just around the corner.

Zhu Houcong followed Xia Yan's words and continued: "It's okay to have a salt. However, in the past, every time the stove owners handed over a small amount of extra salt, they could get a stone of rice. There were always some stove owners who ignored the hanging and took private salt to the stage. The private salt matter has been repeatedly banned since Taizu."

He pointed to Xia Yan and said, "Shoufu Xia is the head of the Ming Dynasty, but is there any way to strictly prohibit this matter?"

This question turned Xia Yan down. Xia Yan's official career was from a young secretary and a Hanlin scholar. He was promoted to the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites and was still in charge of the Hanlin Academy. Later, he became the Minister of Rites. He was promoted to the Grand Secretary of the Wuying Palace until the 15th year of Jiajing. He entered the cabinet. It can be said that he did not take any detours and rose to prominence.

How could he take care of the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue and the salt course?

But someone had already handed him a "pigment of gold" to deal with such a scene.

Xia Yan made a gesture and thought for a while, leaned over, and said cautiously: "It is better to transport salt from the local government and the salt tutor to promote the tutor to the office, so that the officials and the people can be clear. This matter should be investigated by the Censorate, or sent an inspector to investigate and visit. Let those leaders of the great greed, the corruption has no tiles covering the body, and no place to stand underneath."

Xia Yan also knew in his heart that when the water is clear, there will be no fish, and when the people are careful, there will be no disciples. If the local officials are not fed, who will do things for the court? But he hopes that this sentence can greatly cleanse the entire Ming Dynasty!

Zhu Houcon nodded in agreement and said slowly: "Then according to the words of Chief Xia, start from local officials. The cabinet will choose a date to appoint important officials as inspectors, and the various governing departments will thoroughly investigate the salt administration... and other matters."

He pointed to Li Dazhang, Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and said, "You should also urge more, which one of the income and expenditures and balance accounts in various places has problems, and strive to collect hundreds of more salt intakes this year." After a pause, he continued, "The Lianghuai Salt Field produces the most salt. The disposal and accumulated quotas issued in the eighth year of Jiajing, and those rules are time to rectify them. There are also jade, tea, and horses, don't let me guide you in everything! The Ministry of Personnel checks, which officials falsely report their achievements! You dare to get your personal pockets and punish them severely!"

"Yes, your Majesty!"

The ministers of the Manchu court saluted one after another, and the scene of a united group!

The officials were shocked by Zhu Houcong's decisive behavior, but they also felt strange. What's wrong with Your Majesty? Everyone was guessing in their hearts whether the Jinyiwei had found something, and His Majesty was using this to rectify the official discipline?

However, they did not believe that Shizong had jumped out of the Taoist sect, it was just a whim, right?

The court was scattered, and Xia Yan did not sit in a sedan chair today, but walked out of the palace.

The sunshine nourishes everything in the world, and the rich fragrance of prosperity floats in the air. The people in the capital are filled with joyful smiles to welcome the spring of the new year.

Xia Yan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the turbid air in his heart. After walking hundreds of steps, Qingke behind him whispered: "Master, the person below replied that Tao Wenzhong had bad luck and died in the night fragrance bucket."

Xia Yan nodded and said, "Has it been handled?"

Qingke nodded cautiously and replied, "Because Your Majesty believes in Taoism, led by Yan, Tao Wenzhong also abandoned his sedan chair and rode a horse, but died on the shocked horse. Isn't it a displeasure to retribution in the cycle of heaven?"

Xia Yan felt relieved and said slowly: "Qingnan, do you think I did something wrong?"

Wu Qingnan smiled indifferently and said, "Once Guo Xun and others unite with Yan's father and son, the Chief Minister will only fall into a desperate situation. In the song of spring, there will be few people who are harmonious. Does the Chief Minister want to stay in Qingming Festival or to reappear in the Ming Dynasty?" He paused slightly and then said, "The Yan father and son have long been the heart of Sima Zhao. Only the Chief Minister Gu Nian's friendship with his hometown has repeatedly helped the Langzi."

In the early years, when Yan Song was transferred to the capital, another Qing Guest at home reminded Xia Yan not to be soft-hearted. Xia Yan was angry and neglected him, but he became wary of Yan Song. Therefore, he made an excuse to leave at that time when Yan Song was invited, and finally the Yan father and son came to the door to kneel down. When he was soft-hearted, he even scolded the Qing Guest for not having to distinguish right from wrong and went to the Yan Mansion to attend the banquet.

But Yan Song really secretly cultivated his followers and repeatedly slandered him. The blue god in the palace was one of the gold and silver gifts given by Yan.

Xia Yan pondered for a while and said, "Is Yang Qu still in the mansion?"

Wu Qingnan smiled and said, "Yang Qu'er still has eighty-year-old mothers in his family to support him. He has repeatedly failed in fame and fortune. How could he leave the mansion?" He coughed lightly and then said, "Young Xianggong has the ability to know before he knows it. I have seen it with my own eyes. He has predicted many changes in the court and has been repeatedly tested and won! He is really a talent!"

Even though Xia Yan didn't believe in any magical ways, he could not deny Yang Qu's calculations in his early years, and he felt a little guilty towards him. After thinking about it, he said, "Take a gift to Gao's mansion and hold a banquet another day. Please ask Gao Wujiu to come to the mansion and ask Yang Qu to accompany him."

Wu Qingnan Shu smiled with a heart, but stopped mentioning Yang, but asked, "Has the master caught the chancellor of the Jinyiwei General Banner?"

Xia Yan smiled bitterly and said, "If it weren't for his comprehensive series of plans, I might have retired again. I am a little bit..." He looked at the bustling crowd and smiled slightly: "I just can't bear to let the people go into the mouths of tigers and wolves."

Wronged?

How could this grievance in my heart be as heavy as the people?

After all, it was bitter. He sighed and never spoke again.

Xia Yan took a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned to look at Wu Qingnan, and said suspiciously: "Can Yan Song willingly give up the Salt Administration and let us take a thorough investigation?"

Wu Qingnan suddenly stood there as if he was struck by lightning, and turned to smile bitterly, "No wonder... he wants to make enemies and all the civil and military officials in the court, and he will be isolated and helpless in the end."

Xia Yan's face darkened and cursed coldly: "Shi Niang! The upper vertical (Shangshu) is a dog, and the tail is a wolf!"

When Wu Qingnan saw Xia Yan's generation of virtuous ministers, he was so angry that he couldn't help but speak in silence, and said slowly: "This matter must be discussed for a long time."
Chapter completed!