"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to Gaotang!"

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The ceremony officer was presiding over the ceremony loudly. The bride, wearing a bright red wedding robe and a green wedding dress, holding a fan to cover her face, saluted in front of the hall.

Ningyuan Marquis Gu Yankai, who was sitting in a wheelchair, sat on a high seat to the north with Xiao Qin on the left and right. However, on the high table between them, there was a tablet of the god.

This is the first time this has happened not only in Tokyo, but also in the whole world.

The guests' faces were full of smiles, and they clapped and cheered from time to time, but secretly they were curious and talked in low voices.

Both Gu Yankai and Gu Yankai had smiles on their faces, especially Xiao Qin's expression, which showed no abnormality at all, as if he really had a broad mind and didn't mind the ranking between her and Gu Yankai at all.

Gu Er's fourth uncle and fifth uncle next to him also had no smiles on their faces. They looked as cold as if Gu Er owed them tens of thousands of taels of silver.

What happened to the Gu family these days is no secret. Gu Laosi and Gu Laowu had just moved out from the Hou Mansion for half a month, and even the family property had been clearly divided. I heard that Gu Yankai took away the Gu family's property.

Most of the property was left to Gu Tingye, and he was just waiting to hand it over to Gu Er's bride after today.

They looked ugly and seemed unable to understand.

"I've seen a lot of people ranking with one living person and two people ranking with each other, but this is the first time I've seen two living people ranking together."

"I've learned a lot today!"

"Mrs. Xiao Qin, are you willing to do this?"

"So what if you don't want to? Now the only promising person in the Gu family is Gu Erlang, and the old Marquis is so ill now. In the future, the entire Gu family will have to rely on Gu Erlang."

"Who would have thought that the former No. 1 dude in Tokyo would now become the pillar of Ningyuan Houfu!"

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The guests were whispering to each other and talking incessantly.

After the bun-tying ceremony at the new house, Gu Er was pulled out by Wang Zhong and others and toasted from across the table.

The male guests and the female guests were divided into two places. Gu Yankai was still sitting in a wheelchair, so it was naturally inconvenient to entertain the guests. Fortunately, with King Huan here, Gu Er's fourth and fifth uncles did not dare to be in Gu Er's house even if they felt unhappy.

What happened at the wedding banquet?

In the evening, Ming Lan and Wang Qier, one on the left and the other on the right, held Wang Zhong's hand and walked in front of the carriage, slowly heading towards the Princess's Mansion.

Time flies, and more than half a month has passed in a blink of an eye. The excitement at Gu Er's wedding has gradually been forgotten by people.

On the contrary, it was another incident that aroused heated discussion among people.

According to legend, on the second day after Gu Er and Mrs. Zhang got married, Ningyuan Hou Gu Yankai was in the Gu family's ancestral hall, arranged a home for his three sons, and entrusted all the Gu family's properties to the housekeeper of Ningyuan Hou Mansion.

The power was also handed over to Gu Er's eldest wife, Zhang.

Great court meeting.

"If you have something to do, leave the court!" The chamberlain's unique duck voice resounded throughout the hall.

"Your Majesty, Wang Zhong, Deputy Envoy of Salt and Iron of the Third Division, has this memorial!"

Every time he went to court, Wang Zhong, who had never expressed much opinions, suddenly walked out of the crowd, walked to the palace, held a wat tablet in his hand, bowed to the ceremony, and said loudly.

"Accurate!"

Zhao Zongquan's voice sounded.

Wang Zhongdao: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty, I have been favored by your Majesty. I have been transferred to the Third Division as Deputy Envoy of Salt and Iron, in charge of salt affairs. Your Majesty values ​​​​such a thing, and I will never dare to slack off. Since I joined the Third Division,

, first I published the accounts for the past ten years and found that from ten years ago to the sixth year of Jiayou, the late emperor ordered the establishment of additional salt farms in coastal prefectures and counties in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Fujian. In the past few years, the salt tax not only did not increase at all, but became less and less year by year.

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From the sixth year of Jiayou to the present, a total of forty-eight salt fields have been built in coastal areas of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. From the sixth year to the eighth year of Jiayou, the salt tax increased year after year. However, in the ninth year of Jiayou, it fell again, and Chen transferred the tax again.

I spent several months sorting out all the files from the past ten years and found that the salt tax has declined to varying degrees over the years. Although the magnitude is not large, in the past twenty years, although there have been occasional

There are disasters, but most of the time the weather is smooth, so there must be something fishy. I ask your Majesty to issue an order to thoroughly investigate the salt affairs in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Huaihe and Shu! The country has been restored to the Qingming Dynasty."

"Ai Qing, are you serious about what you said?" Zhao Zongquan asked with a serious look on his face.

"I must not dare to speak nonsense!" Wang Zhong hurriedly took out a letter from his arms and held it in both hands: "This is the total salt tax of the past years that I have calculated over the past few months. Your Majesty, please take a look!"

"Send it up!"

As soon as Zhao Zongquan finished speaking, the officials around him immediately bowed and agreed, quickly walked down the jade steps, took the fold from Wang Zhong's hand, and gave it to Zhao Zongquan.

Zhao Zongquan opened the fold and glanced at it hastily. He immediately sat up from the dragon chair, bowed and held the fold, and said to the curtain behind the dragon chair: "Please take a look at it!"

When a chamberlain came out, Zhao Zongquan respectfully took the fold from his hands, returned behind the curtain, and handed it to the Empress Dowager Cao who was sitting on the phoenix chair.

"What?"

Empress Dowager Cao was a little unconcerned at first. If there had been problems with the salt affairs over the years, Emperor Jiayou wouldn't have discovered it. But when she read the icon attached to the back of Wang Jue's fold, she couldn't help but be shocked.

"So much less?"

If it's only a few hundred thousand taels of silver, that's it. But every year it's less than a few hundred thousand. In a few years, it reaches one million. Over the years, the total has already exceeded ten million.

Even Empress Cao, who had been the Lord of the Sixth Palace for more than thirty years, could not help but be moved when she saw the data and charts compiled by Wang Zhong.

"I would like to report to you, Six years ago, Jiayou, the Salt and Iron Department had a large amount of salt tax every year. Even if the salt tax fluctuated, it was only hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. When the late emperor was in power, we and the Liao Kingdom

, Xixia has been repaired for many years, and there has been no war on the border for nearly twenty years. Even if there are occasional natural disasters, they are just scabies. Even if it is affected by private salt among the people, the salt tax will never be reduced so much every year.

Please take a closer look."

"From the second year of Huangyou to the sixth year of Jiayou, in just twenty years, the salt tax dropped by three million taels! Where did all this money go?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Thorough investigation, this matter must be thoroughly investigated!"

At this moment, Queen Cao was like an angry tigress, roaring excitedly.

"What the eldest lady said is true!" As the emperor, Zhao Zongquan, like a minister, bowed to Empress Dowager Cao and said: "Salt tax is the cornerstone of the imperial court and must not be tolerated!"

"Wang Zhong!"

"Wei Chen is here!"

Empress Dowager Cao's voice changed and she suddenly said: "You are the deputy envoy of Yantie, who do you think this matter should be handed over to investigate?"

Wang Zhong was fine, but Zhao Zongquan, who was standing next to the dragon chair and bowed to face behind the curtain, stiffened, as if he felt the gaze that came out from behind the curtain and was looking at him.

"The imperial court has its own laws, and as the deputy envoy of salt and iron, the minister should avoid suspicion." Wang Zhong replied loudly, neither humble nor arrogant.

After a moment of pause, Queen Cao's voice sounded again: "What does the emperor think?"

Zhao Zongquan cupped his hands and said, "What Vice Envoy Wang said is not unreasonable. Since the imperial court has laws, then just act in accordance with the laws."

Empress Dowager Cao seemed quite satisfied with Zhao Zongquan's answer: "I wonder what Mr. Han has to say?"

Han Zhang, who was ranked first among the civil servants, walked to the palace, bowed and bowed his hands and said: "Go back to the great empress! The matter of salt affairs involves the country's foundation. It should be reviewed by the three departments of Dali Temple, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Yushitai to set the record straight.

"

"Since there are regulations, then just follow the regulations!"

Zhao Zongquan rushed behind the curtain and cupped his hands, sat back on the dragon chair, and glanced at the ministers below, but he didn't know what to think in his heart.

As an emperor, he is like a minister. There is a Supreme Emperor sitting above his head. All matters in the court can only be decided after asking the Empress Dowager Cao. At the beginning, the Empress Dowager Cao would ask him for the opinion of the emperor, but now

Some time ago, this situation changed.

Wang Zhong returned to the imperial court, and Queen Mother Cao ordered Qi Heng out again and asked about the progress of the investigation of the remaining parties who had rebelled against the king.

After the court meeting dispersed and they left the main hall, Gu Er hurriedly chased after him, holding Wang Zhong in the corridor and waiting for King Huan to arrive before the three of them walked out together.

"After today, I'm afraid the accusations against Zihou will pile up again!" Gu Er sighed, shaking his head.

"Zihou, don't worry." King Huan said: "The salt affairs were corrupt, and my father had long wanted to rectify them. However, the situation was not stable before, and there was another disturbance in the southern border, so we suppressed it. Now the war has calmed down, and the situation has gradually stabilized.

After that, it’s time to rectify the salt affairs.”

Wang Zhong said: "I'm afraid this matter is not that simple."

King Huan nodded solemnly and said: "Salt tax is the most important tax for the imperial court every year. No matter how difficult it is, it must be thoroughly investigated."

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Within a few days, Qi Heng and his government servants went to the Gu family's four- and five-bedroom home and kidnapped Gu Er's two cousins, Gu Tingdi and Gu Tingbing Wuhua, and took them to the Kaifeng government office and put them in jail.

This suddenly stirred up a hornet's nest, but this swarm of hornets was not targeting Qi Heng, but Gu Er.

Fortunately, although Gu Yankai was seriously ill, he was still conscious, but could not walk and spoke normally.

After another half month, the investigation of the case of the rebels against the king gradually came to an end. The Ministry of Punishment also sent people to the Salt and Iron Division, transferred all the account books and files over the years, and began to investigate the salt tax case. Yushitai and Dali Temple began to investigate.

Supervisor, it's just that this case involves too many areas, and it won't be clear for a while.

However, the Salt and Iron Division was under investigation, so Wang Zhong was temporarily free. Seeing that Minglan's belly was getting bigger day by day, Wang Zhong pulled Minglan, Wang Qier, and Shulan's family to run

Settled up in a village outside the city.

Minglan also specially asked Cuiwei to go back to Sheng's house, and asked Mrs. Sheng to lead Changdong and Wei Shuyi to meet at Zhuangzi.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the chestnuts are almost ripe. There are dozens of chestnut trees on the hill above the village. Early in the morning, as soon as the sun breaks, Wang Qier, Wang Xu, and Changdong are ready, carrying bamboo poles.
To be continued...